In the backyard of the Fourth Infectious Diseases Hospital in San Francisco, America, Alex Lachlan was wearing an epidemic gown. He was lying on the lawn, empty and powerless. His eyes were dull and filled with despair as he looked at the sky.
"Alex! Why are you still lying there? Look at the situation now, hurry up! "
It was the supervisor's voice, filled with extreme dissatisfaction.
Alex frowned, then forced himself to get up from the lawn. During the process, he felt as if his chest was about to explode, and his breathing was heavy and extremely difficult.
Despite that, Alex still forced himself to stand up and followed his colleagues to the hospital's morgue. His current job was to work with his colleagues to transport the corpses here to the crematorium two kilometers away for cremation.
As there were too many people dying every day, and all the freezers in the morgue of the Fourth Infectious Diseases Hospital were stuffed to the brim, the task was very arduous.
Alex had to follow the corpse truck back and forth between the two places ten times, transporting no less than 200 corpses.
However, the salary was very high, 800 gold guilders a day. Even a gold-collar worker in America could not earn that much money, but it was equivalent to half a month's salary for him.
In this era where the economy had almost completely stopped, except for some closed factories that were still producing, the service industry had almost stopped working.
However, for some unknown reason, Alex could not muster any strength today. After he worked with his colleagues to move seven corpses, he suddenly began to feel dizzy. Then, his vision turned black, and he fell to the ground.
"Alex? Damn it, what the hell are you doing? The corpses are all on the ground, my employer will scold me badly. "
"Mr. Lachlan, are you okay? He seems to be in shock, call the doctor. "
"Before the doctor comes, I think we should remove his mask and let him breathe. It's not convenient here, let's move him out. "
Alex soon found himself a little more relaxed. That was because his gas mask had been taken off. But at this moment, Alex vaguely felt that his colleagues were retreating in horror.
"Black Spot, it's Black Spot, this guy is infected with the plague!"
"When did this happen? Why didn't he go for a checkup? "
"Black Plague, bullsh * t! Bullsh * t! I even had a meal with him in the canteen the day before yesterday. "
"He should be fine, right? I remember he was wearing half a mask, and I laughed at him for being too careful. "
At this time, a doctor had arrived and was examining him. Alex was panicking. He stretched out his hand, trying to grab something, but he couldn't move it no matter how hard he tried.
At this time, he saw a huge figure appear in front of him, looking at him with a fatherly gaze.
This figure's entire body was rotten, and there were even some places that were oozing thick water. However, at this moment, Alex did not feel disgusted at all. The appearance of this' loving father 'filled his body with warmth.
"There's no need to despair, child. You should learn to coexist with them. All lives are equal and precious — "
The voice was vague, but it made the pain in his body disappear gradually. Just when Alex wanted to continue trying to listen to the voice, a voice suddenly rang out. An equally warm hand grabbed his wrist.
"Don't listen, child. It's chaos. If you listen to him, you will indeed be free from the plague, but at the same time, you will become a monster covered in pus. "
It was the voice of an old man who seemed to be a priest. "I can feel your despair. Are you afraid of death? No, you didn't do it for yourself. Is it for your family? Let me guess, you came here illegally and don't have medical insurance, right? Are you afraid of being sent to the ward? "
Alex was slightly stunned, and this caused the huge figure in front of him to gradually dissipate.
"Child, you really should learn about the government's policies, or watch TV. Otherwise, you can communicate with your colleagues. The Church of Destiny announced two months ago that during the plague period, we will provide free medical care to all those who don't have medical insurance, and we called on the rich to donate for this. Believe me, the church will reimburse your medical expenses. The only thing you need to do is to fight against the plague and survive — "
"I don't think he's doing it for medical insurance, Mr. Priest."
This voice belonged to one of Alex's colleagues, but he didn't even know this guy's name.
"I guess he's afraid of being deported, and his family must be in a difficult situation. I noticed that every day when he eats in the cafeteria, he will pack half of it and bring it home. "
"Then there's no need to worry, child."
The priest laughed, "So you really should watch the news. Just two days ago, Mr. Dwight Payton, the Speaker of the House of Representatives, proposed a bill. Since the bill was passed, all illegal immigrants who have recovered from the disease can get five years of temporary residence in America. After the bill was passed, all illegal immigrants who abide by the health regulations and can report to the doctor in time after being infected can also get this right. Mr. Paton is a good friend of the ruler in the mortal era, and his bill has a 100% chance of passing. I have to say, although you are very selfish, you are a lucky guy. "
Halfway through, Alex's spirits were lifted, and the despair that had permeated the bottom of his heart suddenly disappeared without a trace.
Although he was just an illegal immigrant who did not care about current affairs, he also knew what kind of person Mr. Dwight Payton, the current Federal Speaker of the House of Representatives, was.
He believed that this must be the will of the Lord of Destiny. Alex had heard that the great God often used his hand to pass some bills that were beneficial to the public.
"Now, tell me your family and their address. They also have the possibility of being infected. So, sir, you are really a selfish person — "
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"So far, we have monitored a total of 467 kinds of mutated genes."
Just when the World of Dark and the Middle East were in full swing against the Bloodfeasting Insects, and the mortal world of the World of Light was in deep trouble because of the large-scale infection of the plague.
On the 28th floor of the Magic Tower of Destiny Village, the atmosphere here was also heavy.
"These mutated viruses we have monitored are usually changes due to the violent mood fluctuations of the original host. The more desperate they are, the higher the probability of these viruses mutating. That is obviously the power of Nurgle. He is using people's emotions to change the structure of the virus. "
"Fortunately, these surviving mutated strains of Yersinia pestis have not yet undergone fundamental changes. They are still a group and are also within the scope of the vaccine we developed. "
Athena rubbed her eyebrows, "But our luck won't always be so good, right?"
She knew that viruses were the simplest members of living beings. Most of their genetic code or genomes were concentrated on nucleic acid chains, so they were extremely unstable. As long as there was any change in this nucleic acid chain, it would affect the characteristics of their descendants.
Therefore, the genome of the virus was not static during its proliferation process, but it would automatically mutate at all times.
And in a virus infection, a virus particle would proliferate millions of times, and the chance of mutation was also extremely high.
Although most of the mutations could lead to the death of the virus, the few that survived would cause the virus to change.
And the power of Nurgle was obviously contributing to this change, turning it into a worse direction.
"Luck …"
Li Mochen glanced at Athena and then smiled bitterly in his heart.
In fact, if it wasn't for his Benediction Spell stopping it and his' Divine Cloud Purple Gold Pagoda 'suppressing it. This kind of mutation had already happened long ago.
And now, the Qi of Merit on the pagoda was being consumed violently at every moment, and it was already showing signs of not being able to keep up.
"We still have to rely on our priests." Prometheus sighed softly, "It's best to avoid the patients from having too much despair before they die. Of course, the policy has to keep up. According to the results of my avatar's visits in the mortal world, most of them aren't really afraid of death, but because of other reasons. "
"But now, other than the doctors, His Majesty's priests are the most hardworking group of people. After the outbreak, most of them haven't had a good rest. Because they have more contact with the patients, the probability of infection is also very high, and it's very dangerous. "
Bismarck smiled bitterly, "This can't go on. I suggest using sedatives before the patients die. This can effectively calm their emotions."
"This is a method, but it's inhumane. It will also cause controversy and dissatisfaction, and it might even lead to a larger panic."
Athena shook her head, "We can't use this method unless it's absolutely necessary. However, I recently have an idea. We can use the power of Lucifer and the Demon God of Hell. I and Hindsight can also provide some help. "
Li Mochen immediately raised his eyebrows, "Are you confident?"
He roughly knew what kind of help Athena and Epimetheus could provide. The Goddess of Wisdom and Hindsight could slow down people's thinking and make them stupid. After people became stupid, they wouldn't be able to think.
The few Demon Gods, led by Lucifer, also had a similar role.
For example, the Lord of Sloth, Berial, could make people lazy, so lazy that they didn't want to think; the Arrogant Lucifer could make people arrogant. They would think that the plague virus was nothing, that it was just scum. Let's continue to be happy and hold a party? The Gluttonous Beelzebub could make people hungry, so hungry that they couldn't think normally, and so on —
"If you agree, I will do my best."
Athena's expression was cold and solemn, "No matter what, we have to hold on until the special medicine is developed."
Compared to the vaccine, which had many variables, she was more looking forward to the special medicine. The virus could mutate, but as long as it was still the Yersinia pestis, it would be difficult for its damage mechanism and toxicity to the human body to change fundamentally.
"Then I'll leave this matter to you," Li Mochen didn't hesitate, "I will ask Iciz to cooperate with you and give you the greatest convenience."
Although Athena's strategy wasn't very honorable, it was also immoral. But the effect should be very good, and the consequences would be small.
The current situation was also a last resort. In order to prevent a greater disaster, they had to stop the power of the Four Gods of Chaos from continuing to grow in this world.
Li Mochen was even prepared to control the situation by any means necessary if the situation continued to deteriorate.
But the current situation was still good. They still had a vaccine and a special medicine, and there was a high chance that they could successfully develop it before the virus mutated.
"Now there is another problem. In the Dark World, the spread of the plague is a bit fast."
Prometheus explained the new situation, "The environment there is more suitable for the virus to breed, so the current infection rate is already very high. Fortunately, the people who enter the Dark World generally have stronger physiques and resistance, and their psychological quality is also very good. At present, the people's hearts are still stable. "
"Then let's not worry about it for now, but pay attention to strengthening the medical forces there."
Li Mochen knew that if the mortality rate was too high, then even a well-trained army would collapse, "There is also the epidemic prevention on the starships. In the future, this will be our core strength, and there must be no problems. As long as we can hold on for this period of time — "
Li Mochen looked at his assistant, Elisa Targaryen, "Tell me about the progress of our life defense plan!"
"We've made great progress with this plan."
At this time, Elisa not only actually held the position of 'Clerk' of the Divine Kingdom of Destiny, but also controlled and coordinated the military production of the Divine Kingdom of Destiny.
"The cloak in plan A has been designed, and it only needs to be implanted in the human body to defend against the virus. However, our biologists are not in favor of large-scale popularization. This is because Nurgle's interference with all kinds of creatures is getting stronger and stronger. And the cloak we designed for ordinary people, because of the cost factor, the self-discipline system is relatively weak. Once they change under the influence of Nurgle, this is likely to lead to a biochemical disaster. "
"Then there is the protective clothing made of high-strength carbon fiber as the main material, combined with ceramics and high-strength alloys in Plan B, led by the Light and Magic Industry. It can isolate more than 99% of pathogens, ensure the comfort and cleanliness of the human body, and give ordinary people a certain degree of defense and combat effectiveness. At present, the Light and Magic Industry has designed three versions, all of which have good performance. "
Elisa spread her hands after saying this. "But even the cheapest version with extremely weak defense capabilities costs more than 43,000 gold duns. However, His Highness Anthony believes that the cost can be greatly reduced on the current basis. He is personally presiding over this plan, and it is expected to be reduced to 17,000 gold duns. "
This so-called life defense plan was actually to completely isolate people from the outside world and completely cut off the path of Nurgle's power pollution.
"17,000 gold duns. Considering the need for daily replacement and maintenance, each person needs to be equipped with at least three sets —"
Bismarck couldn't help but rub his forehead. "In the current world of light, only some developed areas can afford it, right? There are nearly 120 billion people in the world, which is an investment of 6,000 trillion gold duns. "
"But this is the most feasible at present. If it can really defend against Nurgle, then 6,000 trillion gold duns is not unacceptable."
Diana smiled. "And Your Highness Bismarck, you haven't considered future inflation. It is expected that the industrial capacity of the world of light will show an explosive trend, and the wealth of the people will also increase greatly in the future. This is good news, at least we can cover the bottom line. "
"The problem is time." The God of Strategy, Garcia Fellen, frowned. "360 billion sets of protective suits, how long will it take us to produce them? A hundred years? Or two hundred years? "
He knew that the production conditions for this kind of high-strength carbon fiber were extremely harsh, and the current Alliance of Destiny, whether it was warships or armor, was a large consumer of high-strength carbon fiber.
"This is actually secondary, Garcia. The key is the people's hearts. As long as the product is produced, it can effectively reduce the people's unease. "
Prometheus smiled. "If it really doesn't work, there is still the current medical protective suit, the cheapest is only 12 gold duns. Of course, it can't allow people to work, live, and fight without obstacles, and it is also very uncomfortable, but with a little improvement, there is still a certain guarantee in terms of safety. "
"Forget about the medical protective suit."
The God of Medicine, Patrick, shook his head. "According to the latest feedback, it may not be able to effectively defend against the plague. In some areas with poor health conditions, many medical staff have already been infected, and the rate has reached as high as 7%. I was actually going to report this matter. The current protective suits need to be improved. And their cost is bound to rise. "
Prometheus was slightly stunned when he heard this. This was something he had not grasped.
"Then it is even more imperative to implement Plan B."
Bismarck sighed slightly. "His Highness Prometheus is right. This is indeed the most feasible plan at present. I can now urge the government to carry out a small-scale purchase and popularize it among all medical staff. Of course, His Highness Anthony also needs to continue to reduce the cost, and must develop a method of large-scale production as soon as possible. "
"Then do it as soon as possible!" Li Mochen's expression relaxed. "So our situation is actually not that bad."
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After everyone left, Li Mochen pondered for a while and returned to the top floor of the Magic Tower.
Recently, he had not put all his energy into the development of vaccines and drugs, because he knew that this method could not solve the problem. And even the protective suit that Anthony was researching could not completely stop Nurgle.
To fight against this Lord of Chaos, he still had to rely on the Theocracy.
So in the past few months, Li Mochen had spent a lot of merit and divine power to raise the Theocracy of Immunity to the ultimate level.
This was a move that went with the flow. Previously, Li Mochen had also spent a lot of effort to study Immunity, but his Theocracy had never been able to rise. It was not until the recent outbreak of the virus that the world's great desire for health and immunity broke out that Li Mochen crossed the threshold of the ultimate level in one fell swoop.
But compared to the creation-level "life" and "plague" of Nurgle, it was still vulnerable.
Only by truly raising "fate" and "time sequence" to the level of truth could Li Mochen hope to fight against it.
He was indeed no match for it in terms of viruses and plagues, but if he had the truth "fate", he could even go back in time against the gaze of the Four Gods of Chaos with the help of the Purple Gold Pagoda of Spiritual Luck and solve the problem directly from the source. He could plant the foreshadowing of the virus' demise at the genetic level, or prevent the occurrence of dangerous mutations and so on.
This was the true hope that could allow the Divine System of Destiny and the World of Light to escape the clutches of the Four Gods of Chaos.
Li Mochen did not dare to slack off at all. For this reason, he almost gave up all unnecessary or secondary matters and focused on the study of fate.
This trip to the Outer Realm had greatly shortened the time it took for him to grasp the truth of fate. And now, what Li Mochen had to do was to continue compressing and improving on this foundation so that that day would come as soon as possible.
However, there was one thing he had to do, and that was to jump back in time once every half a month. Ever since he had obtained the eighth wisp of the Purple Qi of Merit, Li Mochen's ability to go back in time had greatly improved. The amount of vitality consumed was less, and the time he stayed in the past was far longer than before.
However, unlike three years ago, Li Mochen would no longer delve into the ancient times. His current Time Reversal stopped more in recent times. Especially after he became the controller of the origin of this world and fused with the large original core.
The reason for this was to guide the formation of 'Source Form'.
The strengthening and expansion of the origin of the world would definitely lead to the formation of more 'Source Form', which was the so-called 'Black and Yellow Qi' in the East.
This was also the best opportunity to improve the strength of Li Mochen and the entire divine system.
However, the formation of 'Source Form', the location and nature of its formation were all disordered and difficult to control. In this regard, if not for the fact that Li Mochen had mastered fate, time, and the ultimate 'cause and effect', even if he was the controller of the origin, there was not much he could do about it.
As for Li Mochen, not only could he use the authority of the origin to slightly guide it, but he could also go back in time and continue to make fine adjustments.
With the 'current' situation as a reference, Li Mochen was gradually improving his understanding of the formation and sequence of these Source Form, and increasing his control over them.
And this time, when Li Mochen went back in time again and arrived at a certain place deep in the earth's core, his eyes could not help but show a strong sense of joy and anticipation.
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At the same time, in the boundless astral world, in a space that was shrouded in endless light, there were countless battleships gathered there.
"Look, this is the end of the Glorious God's Path …"
The fifth prince of the Stella Empire, the gene prototype "Space Wild Wolf," Rimanlu, was standing in the void with his hands behind his back. He looked at the burning world in front of him with a mocking expression. Even though he was fifty planets away, he could still feel the scorching heat.
"Zhuang Sen, you're making a generalization!"
At this time, there were six people standing next to him. 'Dark Angel' El Johnson, 'Fist of the Empire' Rogar Dorn, 'Holy Blood Angel' St. Giles, 'King's Son' Fogrim, 'Steel Hand' Ferus Manus, and 'White Scar' Chagatai.
The latter was a gene protoplasm that grew up among the nomads. After the rise of the Stella Emperor, in order to create his invincible astral army, he used his own flesh and genes as the blueprint to create 20 gene protoplasms.
But because of the interference of the power of chaos, these 20 gene protoplasms were scattered among the worlds when they were born. They grew up in their own worlds and were finally found by the emperor.
And 'White Scar' Chagatai Khan became the king of all the tribes in a world that was dominated by nomads. He was the Great Khan that the whole world respected.
"The reason why the God of Light in this world fell to this state is because he lost the battle against the Luther Divine System. He was injured and could not control his own power. This has nothing to do with the path of the God of Light."
"But if it wasn't for the fact that his own power was too domineering and could not tolerate other lights, how could he have lost in the end?"
'Space Wolf' Rimanlu was still mocking him. "I remember that the master of the Luther Divine System only had a divinity of 20. As a god among gods, he was defeated by a god king. What a disgrace. "
'Fist of the Empire' Rogar Dorn nodded. "The essence of this power is light, but it is actually a very dark path. As far as I know, in this era, no God of Light has reached the level of Creation. "
'King's Son' Fogrim laughed and said, "So, Horus chose to combine light and darkness. It was a smart choice. But the problem now is that he seems to have lost the ability to combine his own body. "
"This is the power of chaos." 'Holy Blood Angel' Saint Giles looked serious. "They laid down a trap. They will not allow Horus to become a god among gods."
In fact, every single one of them was facing the same problem.
The 20 gene protoplasms under the command of the emperor were all very powerful. They used the emperor's genes as a blueprint, and they all had the potential to touch the power of creation. So, if any of them became a god among gods, the power of chaos would put a lot of pressure on them.
The problem was that when they were born, the power of chaos scattered them all over the world. It left a mark in their hearts.
This had been bothering all the gene protoplasms. If they did not solve this problem, it would be very difficult to reach the level of a god among gods.
"Okay! I did not gather all of you here to discuss the future of the Path of Light. "
'Dark Angel' Al Johnson waved his hand and interrupted the discussion.
As the second prince and the deputy commander of the Tyla Empire's Astral Army, he had more power and authority than most of the princes here.
"According to the latest information, the destined master of the Gemini World has once again defeated the evil god of chaos. Now, some of our enemies in the Astral World are optimistic about his future and are trying to provide him with help. "
"The Pangu God System and the Aselans are the only two forces at the moment. But there are actually more forces hidden behind them! They are doing their best to arm the destined master's god system. As for the latter … "
'Space Wolf' Rimanlu said coldly, "They are getting stronger every second!"
"So, you think that it is time to attack the Gemini World?"
Fogrim, the Emperor's Son, had a feminine temperament and exquisite facial features. He twirled his long hair and chuckled softly, "Little fellow, do you feel threatened by the so-called Fated Lord? What a joke! "
"But I don't think so! As far as I know, the power of Sadism and Khorne is still wreaking havoc in that world. Their latest plot has been foiled, but it has not been defeated. And Tzeentch and Nurgle have already entered that world. "
This was' Steel Hand 'Ferus Manus. He stood side by side with Fogrim and showed an extremely intimate relationship, as if they were a couple.
"Now is not the time! Father is still sleeping on his throne, and the Void Web Path must be sorted out. Before he wakes up, we cannot let the empire's army enter the Gemini World prematurely. Otherwise, we will have to fight the Four Gods of Chaos head-on, and our enemies will attack with all their might. "
The so-called 'Void Web Path' was a Void Path that the Emperor created using his temporal and spatial authority to connect all of Tyla's territories.
As the Tyla Empire's territory was too vast, with as many as thirteen thousand colonized planets and one thousand seven hundred Major Medium Worlds, even if they had the strongest military force in the entire Astral World, they were still unable to control many territories.
The emperor had to use this method to connect the territories and achieve rapid movement of people and troops between territories. The effect was equivalent to the highway network of the World of Light.
But at the same time, the power of Chaos and the enemies of the Tyla Empire were constantly eroding and attacking this' Void Web Path ', trying to cut off the empire's rule over the territory.
'White Scar' Chagatai also expressed his agreement. "I think the current situation is very good. The power of Chaos is being suppressed by the destined master. And that pantheon, under the interference of Chaos, will eventually be exhausted. I think it's best to stay on the sidelines for now. "
"But the power of the destined master is increasing day by day, and he makes me feel uneasy."
'Space Wolf' Rimanlu frowned. "His control of the origin of the world is deeply rooted, and he can become a god of gods at any time! In the future, he will probably be our most difficult enemy. "
'Holy Blood Angel' St. Giles seemed to be deep in thought. "I want to know how much this gathering has to do with the Landless King?"
Everyone's gaze immediately turned to Dark Angel Aiur Johnson. The latter nodded slightly with an expressionless face. "Before this, His Highness Landless King had indeed made a suggestion to me and expressed his worries about the Gemini World. However, we do not need to consider his opinion in our decisions. As everyone knows, he has recently encountered a setback with the destined master. This is a disgrace to the Tyla Empire, and he has disobeyed father's warning not to come into contact with the World of Light. As for myself, I am currently opposed to this. "
"The Landless King …"
'White Scar' Chagatai Khan snorted lightly, expressing his disdain. He did not like the merchant leader, and he lacked trust.
In his opinion, the Landless King was a parasite that used the prestige of the empire to increase his own power. He had contributed very little to the empire.
These Tyla leaders were one of the obstacles for the geno prototypes to advance to the level of gods. None of them wanted to see the king's power continue to grow.
St. Giles looked at 'Fist of the Empire' Roggia Dorn. "You have fought with the destined master. What do you think?"
"His combat power is very strong, and he is the combat type. His recent growth has been shocking. His talent must be above all of our geno prototypes."
Roggia Dorn laughed coldly. "But I believe that when the empire rises, he will only be an ant in front of the wheels of war."
"I agree!"
St. Giles nodded. He had been there when Roggia Dorn and Li Mochen fought, but his feelings were not as direct as Roggia Dorn's.
"Johnson, I also do not think the Destined God System is strong enough to fight against the empire. His Majesty is using his power to change that world, making it a territory that we can run freely. Before this, if the empire started the war too early, our enemies would be forced to join forces. The power of chaos would rather that kid become a supreme god than allow us to win. Now, it is six to one? "
'Space Wolf' Rimanlu frowned. "You will regret this. My instinct is telling me that the kid has a power that can destroy everything. And the Wishing Tower. It is a mythical weapon from the last era. It might be more powerful than truth class. Father has woken up a few times because of it. This is a big variable. "
Many of the geno prototypes looked at each other. They trusted Rimanlu's instincts.
'Space Wolf' used the king as a blueprint, and he had the powerful genes of the star beasts. His intuition had reached the level of a strong truth.
"Not starting the war does not mean we will ignore that world. We will keep an eye on it."
'Dark Angel' Al Johnson spoke again. "St. Giles, what is the situation with Horus?"
"He found a chance to become a god above gods. It was given to him by the destined master."
'Holy Blood Angel' St. Giles looked conflicted. "The body he sent out, the other Horus, is very difficult to deal with. The foreshadowing of chaos gave this God of Light a strong will. He is almost an independent individual. The funny thing is that because of this weakness of Horus, the destined master rose and the power of chaos was defeated. "
"But this means that Horus' soul will be split. Horus cannot accept this, but he does not dare to do anything too extreme. This might cause the God of Light to fight even more fiercely. He might even resist without caring about the consequences. But now, the chance to become a god above gods made him too busy to care about anything else. The two existences in the Dark Sea of Sin made him and his incarnation feel very tired. "
"Guess what I thought of?"
"That Chief Sovereign of Fate tossed him a dog bone, and he had no choice but to obediently fight for his enemy." Fogrim couldn't help but laugh.
'White Scar' Chagatai said sarcastically, "If someone threw this bone to you, Fogrim, what would you do? Would you not care? "
"How is that possible?" Fogrim was very sincere. "I will swallow it. Unless there is an order from my father, I will not give it up."
"Enough!"
Al Johnson looked unhappy, and he interrupted the discussion again. "Tell Horus that he must maintain the structure of the Gemini World. He did not just come to that world to obtain the chance to become a god above gods. He also has a mission from my father. As the leader of all the geno prototypes and the leader of the twenty astral teams, this is a responsibility he must fulfill. "
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