Infinite Metaverse

The Meditation Room of the Fierce Horse.

What's in a standard White Scar Khan's meditation chamber?

Like Qin Xia, the leader of Qixue, his meditation room has incense, a futon, an inkstone and a writing brush, and his own calligraphy works are hung on the wall.

Fu Qinghai's meditation room was very clean, with nothing except the torn pages of books scattered on the floor.

Oh, and there's a woman.

Fu Qinghai was only wearing a pair of simple trousers, with his upper body and bare feet bare, sitting on the ground with his back against the wall, frowning, holding two broken pages in his hand and comparing them repeatedly.

Many of the ancient books and materials collected by Rust are written in Oribesh, the common language of the Star Wars universe. Legend has it that it is an ancient script originating from the Rakata Infinite Empire.

Fu Qinghai guessed that if he came to the Star Wars universe, he would be directly loaded with the "Olibeshwen Mastery" related skills in the reincarnation world. However, at the moment, he could only rely on the alchemist's annotations and statistical and logical analysis. for translation and annotation.

Fortunately, Fu Qinghai has cracked part of the Necron language and has rich experience. Moreover, Oribesh is not a complex and abstract language system. Each of its letters has a one-to-one correspondence with English letters. Fu Qinghai quickly solved the problem. He taught himself the universal language of the Star Wars universe.

Zhang Yuning sat quietly next to Fu Qinghai, holding a booklet in her hand and reading it carefully.

Warm white artificial light shines in the empty room. The entire meditation room is very quiet. Only the occasional sound of turning pages is left. The scene is leisurely and harmonious.

Fu Qinghai and Zhang Yuning have the same hobby of reading.

If we go to bed at first out of impulse or emotion, but as we get along slowly, both of us feel very comfortable and compatible, a comfortable state. Fu Qinghai put down the book in his hand. He had already understood most of the Oribesh language and a small part of the ancient Sith language.

Fu Qinghai turned his head to look at Zhang Yuning, his eyes traced over the smooth facial lines of the woman. The mandibular angle converged inward at an ideal angle, the three-dimensional brow bone and double eyelids, the eyes were large and narrow, the eyelashes were slightly drooped, and thin suspenders hung on Sophisticated and charming right-angled shoulders.

"What's wrong?"

Zhang Yuning noticed Fu Qinghai's gaze, raised her head and looked at the man.

There was no burning desire in his eyes, only pure appreciation.

"What are you looking at?"

Fu Qinghai asked.

Zhang Yuning raised the cover of the booklet in her hand.

The Words of the Emperor.

At first, Zhang Yuning felt that the old man she met in the refugee camp in Terra was like a liar selling Dali Pills under the overpass, but Fu Qinghai told her that it wouldn't be long before this stuff would be officially legalized and become a part of the empire. The state religion became a powerful force that cannot be ignored in the imperial political arena and an indispensable part of the people's livelihood in the empire.

It is not a simple religion. In the Warhammer 40K universe, they can indeed realize the power of faith.

When she was still in The Conjuring Universe, Zhang Yuning once said that even for the horror movie universe, the most important thing is knowledge. She was full of interest in all supernatural literature. Fu Qinghai didn't know that Zhang Yuning was entering reincarnation. What profession she had before the world, but he knew one of her hobbies.

Zhang Yuning is the team leader of Douban’s horror movie team.

A very experienced fan of supernatural horror movies.

"Did you find anything in your research?"

Fu Qinghai asked with interest.

Zhang Yuning shook her head:

"No, it's just commonplace nonsense like faith, loyalty, and persuading people to do good. Oh, by the way, there's a subtle reference to the possibility that the Emperor is a god, as well as doomsday prophecies and savior arguments that are common in Western values."

Fu Qinghai shrugged:

"Believe in the power of belief. This sentence is very trivial, but it is appropriate to put it here. Perhaps it is the power of unquestioning faith that helped the bishops and nuns defeat the devil. But I prefer to believe in the power of chain saws and explosive bombs. "

Huh……

Fu Qinghai finally discovered that Zhang Yuning had dressed up today.

I put on lipstick and eye shadow, very light.

That is the so-called "pseudo plain makeup".

In the first few days after boarding the ship, apart from hanging out with Fu Qinghai all day, making up for the longing for separation, and seeking physical happiness, Zhang Yuning just stayed in the back room of the captain's cabin and slept soundly. She was too lazy to put on makeup or dress up, and often wore Fu Qinghai's clothes. Qinghai's clothes are walking around.

Zhang Yuning is slender and tall. Except for her obsession with the All Black style, she looks like a hottie in everything she wears.

Fu Qinghai is a bit slow, but he is not stupid.

Of course, he was not so narcissistic that he thought Zhang Yuning was dressing up for himself. Fu Qinghai guessed that this was purely a matter of comparison and competitiveness between women.

Because the charm of those three women is also obvious.

Fu Qinghai was about to say something when suddenly Zhang Yuning reached out and held the back of his hand and whispered:

"sorry."

Fu Qinghai said strangely:

"Sorry for what?"

"I heard what you and Eugene said that day."

"What day are you referring to?"

"The day you burned the bodies of the crew and threw them into space."

Fu Qinghai remembered.

Five days ago, with the assistance of the ghost children and the symbiote, they finally transported out and cleaned up all the broken corpses remaining in the battleship's pipelines.

Otherwise, the lower deck would always be filled with a faint smell of corpse.

At this point, the number of corpses and the number of casualties finally matched. During the Alchemist's troubles, including those killed by lightsabers and torn apart by monsters, the Fierce Horse lost a total of one hundred and sixty-three crew members.

This may be insignificant compared to the number of personnel on the entire battleship.

But that day Fu Qinghai said to Eugene:

"They're not a bunch of numbers."

This sentence sounds very ironic. In the Warhammer 40K universe, human life is just a series of simple numbers. Fu Qinghai’s original intention is: at least they worked hard for the operation of this behemoth before they died, and they deserve respect and honor. Even if it's just respect in the heart.

Perhaps it was over-interpreted by Zhang Yuning.

Because Zhang Yuning knew that Fu Qinghai never regarded the natives as NPCs.

Fu Qinghai held Zhang Yuning in his arms, looked into her eyes, and said seriously and solemnly:

"You didn't do anything wrong, why are you saying sorry?"

Fu Qinghai believed that he could understand the basic concepts of right and wrong. Yes, it was Zhang Yuning who advocated letting Lust board the ship, but was she doing it for herself? It was to give the Upton Philosopher's Stone as a reward. To be honest, it was to help Fu Qinghai maintain the team and win people's hearts.

Zhang Yuning glanced at Fu Qinghai blankly and smiled:

"It's quite interesting how you look silly when you take it seriously."

Fu Qinghai also smiled and said:

"You still look so pretty when you smile. It reminds me of the first time I saw you smile."

Zhang Yuning stopped her smile and said with a serious face:

"Hmph, you are very good at flirting. Is this how you seduced those two women?"

Fu Qinghai asked innocently:

"What woman?"

Zhang Yuning rubbed the tips of her teeth together and looked at Fu Qinghai with a faint murderous look in her eyes:

"Jiang Yixia runs to the training cage all day long to watch you Space Marines fight. Do you think I don't know?"

Fu Qinghai spread his hands and said:

"She wants to secretly learn our fighting skills, or she simply likes to watch muscular guys fight hand-to-hand. Who knows?"

Zhang Yuning sneered and asked:

"Then why didn't she go when you didn't go?"

"Uh." Fu Qinghai couldn't answer.

He really hadn't noticed this detail.

Zhang Yuning wrinkled her nose, but changed the topic and did not dwell on it any longer:

"I want to discuss something with you."

"What?"

"Lend me three thousand assimilation points."

"borrow?"

Fu Qinghai did not ask why or why, but pinched Zhang Yuning's cheeks with his palms. His pointed chin was placed in Fu Qinghai's palms, and her lips were pinched and puckered.

"Woman, you use the word 'borrow' with me?"

Fu Qinghai was condescending, staring sharply into Zhang Yuning's narrow and dark eyes.

Zhang Yuning couldn't help laughing:

"Stop pretending to be a domineering president. You don't act like one."

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