Traveling through the Warhammer world, but I didn’t cry.

If I am willing to change, will you love me?

This was indeed a good suggestion. Lin Fan looked back at Slaanesh kneeling on the ground and feeling sad. He walked back and squatted next to Slaanesh.

"Why do you like me so much?"

Slaanesh raised his head, wiped his tears, and answered Lin Fan's question, "You... you can touch me, and you won't die. You won't be like Khorne and the others, who want to kill me as soon as they meet. Hack me to death...although I quite expect Khorne to hack me to death..."

Lin Fan listened to the Slaanesh explaining to him his attraction to him and how difficult it was to communicate with other gods of the same type in the subspace.

During the exchange, Lin Fan understood what Slaanesh was thinking now.

As a subspace god, there are very few beings with the same personality as him, and those gods with the same personality are all crazy.

Khorne just wants to chop off Slaanesh's head, Tzeentch thinks Slaanesh is a brainless fool, and Nurgle is too disgusting. Although the actual conflict between the two sides is very small, Slaanesh can't stand the filth of shit and shit flowing everywhere. dirty.

In addition, Slaanesh, as the god of sentient beings in the universe, receives all emotions, good emotions and bad emotions.

Slaanesh always likes to experience new ways of playing, whether it is peeling skin or eating. In the eyes of Slaanesh, there is probably no distinction between high and low. It is all about experience anyway, and it is nothing more than which way of playing can stimulate the nerves more.

But there are two kinds of happiness, one is mathematical and the other is spiritual.

Mathematically happy Slaanesh can experience it very casually, such as going to Khorne's house next door to steal an ax and put it on the table to play with, or solving math problems for himself.

But what about spiritual happiness? What about the mutual love between creatures in the universe? How do you feel about this thing Slaanesh?

Rely on possession? But after being possessed, he loves the original owner, not you who entered her body. So this kind of emotional communication is still indirect.

Therefore, Slaanesh has almost no experience of pure love, and the positive spiritual joy can be said to be zero. In addition, you have to watch other people fall in love every day, and you can only get a blow from Khorne, who doesn't understand the charm of the neighbor next door. You can imagine the resentment in his heart.

Lin Fan asked helplessly, "I remember that there are a few guys in the Black Legion who are in love with your demons. What do you think?"

Slaanesh poked his cheek with his hand and thought for a moment.

"It's quite interesting. Their mood swings are different from other fluctuations here. They are more long-lasting, like clear wine with endless aftertaste. I even held a wedding for them and secretly watched them. Life after marriage.”

"Then you want it? I mean that kind of love."

"Me?" Slaanesh looked at Lin Fan, and the mathematical symbols on his face began to add, subtract, multiply and divide excitedly, ready to turn into formula questions at any time, "Really? Don't you hate me?"

"Well...if you could really be normal, I could indeed give you a hug."

"I swear! I've long been tired of those problem-solving methods!"

Although Slaanesh's words made Lin Fan feel a little disgusted, Lin Fan still walked over and hugged Slaanesh under Slaanesh's expectant eyes.

"good."

After a long time, Lin Fan let go of Slaanesh.

Slaanesh's face was covered with red-pen check marks indicating all the correct math problems. The body that was controlled to shrink was about to lose control at any time under his intense emotions, preparing to turn into an infinitely extending function image in front of Lin Fan's eyes.

"Are you ok?"

"Please... give me a moment..." Slaanesh covered his mouth that was about to fall off and rushed out of the room, slamming the door shut.

Lin Fan began to think about the feasibility of influencing Slaanesh to go on the right path.

Thoughts in the real universe can affect the subspace, so why can’t the subspace in turn affect the real universe?

If Slaanesh is willing to give up those mathematical problem-solving methods that he is tired of and turn to the normal route, will his followers also move towards normality?

Lin Fan didn't know, but Lin Fan felt that it was very likely that this would come true. Slaanesh can't get happiness by giving himself super difficult math problems, but he can also get the hard-to-find experience of love and companionship by himself.

This kind of thing is garbage to other gods. Khorne will sneer, Tzeentch will look down upon it, and Nurgle may be interested in it, but only if you go to the cesspool and take a bath.

But this worked wonders for Slaanesh, the Lord of Mathematics who represents all feelings, and cannot love. What about the other gods? Maybe this is the same concept.

The Lord of War is hard-pressed to find an opponent, and he cannot find any opponent who can make him fight happily. All the gods were too lazy to waste time with him. The Lord of War could only sit on the throne angrily forever, never having a hearty day to draw his sword and fight.

The master of fate cannot control fate. As a god who plays with all living beings, he is not so much the master of fate as he is the experimenter of Schrödinger's cat. Only the unknown life and death are the real sources of change. When He opened the box and saw the real result of the experiment, which was the day of his demise.

The Lord of the Disposer cannot truly dispose of the trash. The threats from other gods, the care for his descendants, and the desire to give his gifts to the entire galaxy make him never rest. Day after day, year after year, the crucible that will never burn dry is stirred.

It may be difficult for you to influence other gods because your existence does not fully grasp their interests.

Khorne would curse and say that he was not here to punch an indestructible sandbag.

Tzeentch will use all means to randomly change Lin Fan's fate, even if he himself becomes a dice that needs to be thrown.

Nurgle will pour countless soups to no avail, and then choose to turn the entire universe into a final thick soup as a final gift.

Thinking about it this way, what Slaanesh needs is indeed very simple, love and companionship at the level of a god, and comfort without malice.

The more Lin Fan thought about it, the more excited he became. If he could win over an evil god to this side, it would be a great help, but then he fell into thinking about another issue.

How to release the emotions accumulated in the old years?

This is such a headache. Even if Slaanesh subjectively wants to restrict himself, how long can he sustain this situation? The unconscious disclosure of painful emotions from the past is still deadly in the current universe.

Just like the emperor, he has tried his best to restrain his divine power, but he will still burn the mortals who look directly at him to ashes, and the echoed voice will scrape their brains into pulp.

Sigh...Sigh, Slaanesh is already in such trouble, so how do we deal with Tzeentch, the strongest god of chaos in the old era, who has the most victories and almost no defeats in the Eternal Game? Woolen cloth?

What a headache...

Lin Fan stuck the Crone's Sword aside and continued his random thoughts while lying on the bed. Do you want to mix up the Emperor and Slaanesh? Let the Emperor stop his murderous intention, let Slaanesh be normal, and then move towards a better tomorrow? It’s interesting to think about.

Lin Fan inside the door was wandering, thinking about heresy. Slaanesh outside the door created a huge sealing array and locked himself in it.

Slaanesh felt the remaining draft records of Lin Fan's questions on his body, and felt the neat and accurate mathematical problems written on his papers. He took out all the red pens on his body and used these magical skills to judge countless papers. The objects outline the outlines of students and classrooms, one taking the form of Lin Fan, and the other taking the form of Slaanesh.

What a novel way to solve the problem! Slaanesh let out cheers as the students got perfect scores in all subjects!

These terrifying sounds hit the sealing formation, causing the formation to shake violently and on the verge of collapse.

Slaanesh was very calm, calm, super calm and without any expression, he gathered up all the rolls and scratch papers that had fallen on the ground, and transformed into a small figure in the gathered group.

Mathematics is so wonderful....