Chapter 610 is over, Old Man Huang has gone crazy.

It has been six years since they moved into the Terra Palace, and for Colleen, these past few years have been a complete hell.

Due to her family's considerable wealth, at the age of 30, she can be considered a new generation in the family. Compared with the older generation of artists who fought for their lives, they were born at the time when the Primarch returned and the Second Empire went to Terra to purge the court.

Thanks to Colleen's good fortune, when her mother was about to be born, she was hit by the empty cabin of Blackwatch, less than 30 centimeters away. The little girl didn't even need to be born, and could have accompanied her mother directly to the Golden Throne to grab a second-class ticket.

When Colleen was born, the human empire had already gone through several five-year plans and entered a stage of massive construction. In addition, after Hogg's body was separated and his head was abused, he ran to the lower level of the hive to act as Batman, which allowed her to spend 30 years in peace.

Otherwise, with her unlucky luck of worshipping Mara and her suicidal behavior of always running to the bottom nest for no reason, she would probably not be able to live to the age of 30, and she would probably only be able to go to middle school in her next life.

Because she had indeed suffered a lot and almost starved to death due to her family's decline in wealth, Colleen had always had a great desire for power. She believed that with the protection of power, she would not encounter any more hardships.

It is a confirmed common sense that what a young man does not get will haunt him for the rest of his life, but Colleen now just wants to say that this is all bullshit.

Since being forced by the emperor to handle government affairs, the silly girl who had come into contact with the highest power of the empire was extremely excited at first, but this excitement lasted too short a time.

Power is for enjoyment, but Colleen, who is almost dying from government affairs, just wants to have a good sleep. Even though there are five more little cats to help her, the damn parchment has never decreased. Every day, an extreme warrior will come and transport truckloads of it here.

Thanks to the enhanced meal plan that Guilliman arranged for the silly girl, otherwise, with her horrible schedule of only sleeping three hours a day, she would have died suddenly in half a year rather than six years.

"Wow, wow, I want to go home. I don't want to see this damn parchment anymore. I just want to be a useless person who eats and drinks for free and waits to die!"

The resentment of the slavish workers is extremely terrifying, which is why the Government Affairs Hall has been built next to the Terra Palace. Every day, a large amount of consumables are taken away from the Government Affairs Hall, becoming a consumable human processor in the imperial government system.

If viewed from the perspective of the Warp, the entire government building is shrouded in a layer of dark resentment. Fortunately, the Terra Palace nearby is suppressing it, otherwise, if it were placed on any planet far away from the Emperor, it would give birth to indescribable Warp evil creatures.

In order to purify this resentment, a state church is established at the political processing hub of each planet, and exorcism rituals are performed every day in the name of the Emperor and the Lord of Black Light.

Even slightly larger Imperial ships would have shrines set up on them to address the horrific resentment of these workers.

On that day six years ago, Colleen asked innocently: "How long will the Emperor be away?" The answer she got was one year, and she said she would be back when he hit the sun with a stone.

But one year later, another year passed, and six years had passed. At the beginning, the emperor told Colleen that he had something to do and had to go out for a while, and asked her to do him a favor and bring him some oranges when he came back. Now, let alone oranges, I will die if you don't come back.

With such deep resentment, the strongest intern Colleen shuddered, picked up the neural connection cable next to her and inserted it into her head, while the other end of the cable was connected to five little cat people.

After establishing a neural connection with the five little cat-men specially trained by Guilliman, the intern who was desperate just now suddenly became full of fighting spirit and dived into the pile of parchment.

"Meow, I want to work. Work makes me happy! My meow, Lin, is the greatest."

Under passive self-hypnosis, Colleen worked hard, handling every government matter carefully at a speed that even Guilliman would be very satisfied with.

Perhaps it was God's will, or perhaps Colleen's enthusiasm for work moved the Supreme Being. Accompanied by a dazzling rainbow light, a giant unidentified object rushed out from the magic circle.

"vomit!"

He hurriedly vomited out the two wastes in his stomach. Due to the long time span, on the way back, Magnus and Gotha, the two foodies, couldn't control their mouths. Apart from eating, they slept and played games. After more than ten days, their stomachs were full of snow, which almost scared Hogg to death.

The two heroes who were vomited out ran to the bathroom without saying a word, covering their buttocks. Staying for one more second would be a limit test for their sphincters.

Seeing the familiar furnishings in his memory, Hogg completely relaxed. This journey was too tiring for him, especially being a human airship and being cut repeatedly in the turbulence of time and space. This was more painful than torture, and he urgently wanted to take a rest.

Seeing that Dorn on the bed next to him had not yet woken up, Hogg kicked him down, snatched Dorn's blanket, wrapped himself up, and lay down on the bed. But just as Hogg was about to take a nap, he saw two ghost lights staring at him from the opposite side.

"What the hell, what the hell is that."

"Your Highness, it's me. Have you forgotten that it was you who granted me an extra day off? I'm the Meow Linman who delivered the message to you. No, it's Colleen. I'm Colleen."

Looking at Colleen sticking her head out from the pile of papers, with a cable plugged in the back of her head and five late-night kittens connected to her, Hogg really couldn't connect her with the arrogant noble lady from the past.

With this look of sudden death with purple and black eye sockets, without any makeup, he would look more like an undead than the dead if thrown into the subspace. Hogg even thought that there were zombies in Holy Terra!

"No, I remember asking Guilliman to arrange a set of strengthening packages for you. How could you be in such a state? Even if you have been working overtime until now, I remember that there is indeed an eight-hour workday clause in the agreement!

Besides, even if you are filling in for Huang Lao, you are filling in for Huang Lao. What important things can he review? The big pay is given to Ji...

Wait, let me see what you are marking?"

Hogg, wrapped in Dorn's blanket, jumped off the wooden bed. He was so lazy that he even grew a snake tail that twisted on the ground and crawled onto the desk, arousing the curiosity of the five little cats.

Pushing aside the little kid who had never seen the world and wanted to take a bite of his tail, Hogg picked up a few pieces of parchment and looked at them with wide eyes:

[Empire Material Distribution Data Planning Map], [Second Legion Conditioner Approval Report], [Xenomorph Tribunal Level 3 Race Review Catalog], [Land Transporter Transformation Plan Three-Plate Planning Map]"

And there is this [Black Watch Material Transportation Fire Consumption Assessment Calculation Sheet]. Who is so bold as to dare to explore our Black Watch's little secrets? He knows too much, and we must strike hard!

Hogg quickly put the decree away and continued to browse the documents, but the more he read, the more he felt something was wrong.

"Child, are you sure you are not Guilliman's illegitimate daughter? These things are Imperial secrets. Old Thirteen is really careless to leave these things to you to deal with. Gou'erdan, what happened to the Empire in the past few years when I was away? Is this what you usually do?"

In Hogg's opinion, such documents that are completely beyond the scope of the curriculum should not be given to interns to handle. At least this intern should experience at least 20 years of government affairs before he can be exposed to such in-depth things.

Unexpectedly, Hogg's reaction was so big. Colleen took over the documents that had just been picked out and quickly revised these government affairs at a speed that was so familiar that it was heartbreaking. The most ridiculous thing was that Hogg couldn't find any faults at all.

Seeing this, Hogg fell into deep thought. He felt that he was superficial. An extremely bold idea emerged in his mind, especially after what he saw on this journey.

But just as Hogg was conceiving this extremely blasphemous plan, the strongest intern suddenly exclaimed:
"Father, oh no, Your Majesty, you are finally back, but why did you bring back such a big dog? I don't eat dog meat!"

Turning their heads and looking at each other, Hogg saw the emperor with a bruised face, a missing ear, and a crooked nose. He was holding a giant red-skinned puppy in each hand, and a crazy woman with disheveled hair in the right hand.

The emperor, with not a single piece of good flesh on his body, looked very miserable, as if he had been severely ravaged by four big men wearing very little cloth. Seeing Hogg staring at him, the emperor first looked at the long and narrow snake tail with purple scales under the rebellious son's body, and it took him a long time to react before he put down the emperor's sword in his hand.

"Bah, that dog-headed man has no moral principles. Didn't I just rob his son? He actually dared to bite me? Shit, with this little dog as a hostage, he will never be able to escape from my grasp again. Hahahahaha, it feels great to not be a human!"

The old man Huang had become one ear and made such a standard villain speech. Hogg suspected that Old Deng was crazy, but he soon found that the red-skinned dog thrown on the ground by the emperor looked a little familiar, especially the red rag stuffed in his mouth, which he could see every time he drew a lottery.

"Blot, is that you?"

(;Д`)Woo woo woo, Your Majesty, run, this big golden guy is a lunatic.

(End of this chapter)