Chapter 619: The Ultramarines Have No Secrets
"There's really nothing I can do against you!"

If he hadn't known that Guilliman was still his silly brother, Hogg would have doubted whether he was the God of All Machines who could extend a round hand to everyone, or Doraemon who could pull out a galaxy-destroying bomb on the spot.

"You bastard, if you say that again, I'll pin you to the ground and beat you. Don't ruin my childhood! He's the role model I've always strived for, isn't he? Neos Nobita!"

Only the Emperor could follow up on Hogg's joke, because among these people he was the only one who had seen Doraemon. After all, he was a psychic brother born in the Neolithic Age. When the Emperor was in 3k, he did live as a otaku for a while, and according to Hogg's questions, it was discovered that this bastard had also been a welfare girl for a while.

What's even more ridiculous is that the reason why Emperor didn't become a welfare girl was because the group members at that time didn't know how to unzip folders, and she was eventually reported and became the target of a crackdown.

If you think about it this way, it doesn't seem too much for Guilliman to occupy the little girl's consciousness and change into women's clothes. Guilliman can also say that this is the law passed down by my ancestors and it cannot be changed!

Being watched by so many people, Guilliman felt a little ashamed at first, but he soon puffed out his chest, saying that this was his freedom, that he did not steal or rob, and that he had greatly improved the administrative efficiency of the Empire. If Hogg and the others had not ruined his plans, he could have hidden for the rest of his life.

Guilliman's six-in-one chanting made everyone's ears hurt, so they had no choice but to use three-cow cans to stuff the mouths of the other four little cats, leaving only one to listen to Guilliman explain why he did this.

The little cat-man had a layer of fine fur all over his body and was quite comfortable to hold. Hogg placed the little guy directly on his head and squatted beside him to act as a speaker.

"Tell me, why did you sneak into Colleen's mind like a pervert? I felt something was wrong at the beginning. An ordinary person, even after the initial strengthening surgery, would never be able to handle so many government affairs alone. Six years would have exhausted her to death. This is not scientific at all.

Also, the government affairs she handled were too beyond the scope of the program. This was not something that a 30-year-old kid could figure out. Even if the Primarch was pulled over, he would have to think about it."

Hogg's problem is everyone's problem, and Guilliman says your purity is still too low.

With his arms folded across his chest, Guilliman, who had long been accustomed to this body, snorted in a very feminine manner, pulled the nerve cord that served as a braid decoration behind Corinne's head and explained:

"You can't handle it because you're stupid!"

"I get angry just talking about it. You guys spend your days drinking and partying, either killing people outside or just hanging around. You said you would share the pressure with me, but in the end, I'm the only one struggling in the government office.

Especially you, father!"

Of course the emperor who was pointed out did not admit it, saying that those who are capable should do more work, which shows his trust in you. In ancient times, if there was an emperor who delegated power like this, the prince would wake up with a laugh in the middle of the night and shout "Long live the emperor" three times in a row.

But when Guilliman heard this, his face suddenly changed, his chest was shaking with anger, and he no longer had the calm tone he had just had, and he directly scolded the Emperor:

"Bah! I should have nailed you to the golden toilet for ten thousand years. Do you still wake up with a smile? If there was a tyrant like you, I would have stabbed you to death on the throne first.

You don't know outside, this rebellious father didn't help, it's fine, he just treated you as the emperor, but he still spread rumors about me behind my back, saying I was some kind of harassment? It made all my descendants look at me in a weird way, do you know how much psychological damage this brought me? The most fucked up thing is that this bastard even wrote a poem for me.

God's help, the Extreme Group, and the Terra Council are in chaos.

The disturbance of Tyranids and the invitation of Chaos are all caused by the Lord covering the sky.

The building is about to collapse and no one is in its place, the empire will be defeated forever!

The High Lord was given the title of Regent, chaos ensued and the legion was scattered. The Assassin's Trial Court was still there, but it could not bring justice to the world.

The green-skinned bean sprouts cannot be killed, and the Titanium Undead will repay their loyalty.

I ask you why this is so, Holy Toilet Paper Guilliman.

The cat was a pet for thousands of years, but finally got stabbed by Kiman and cried out in pain! "

When the little cat-man above Hogg's head chanted this limerick that seemed to be a portrayal of Guilliman's life, Hogg and his companions were shocked, and stared at the Emperor with a look on their faces as if they were looking at garbage, as if to say, "Killing is not the right thing to do, old Deng, you are really playing tricks."

"Stop killing and avoid the wind!"

When no one spoke, the loyal and righteous dog-man Blot stood up, went straight to the point, and expressed everyone's inner thoughts, which moved Guilliman.

Holy Terra is not somewhere else. This planet is not only the home planet of mankind, but also the political and cultural center. Once this catchy verse is spread, one can imagine how much pressure Guilliman will be under. It is estimated that half of the people in the empire know that Old Thirteen is a cat-fucking boy.

Otherwise, it is impossible to explain why the little cat-people are humanoid creatures and suddenly appeared. Even Hogg's bad guess is that given the cultural level of ordinary people in the Empire who burn books and bury scholars, they still have to praise Guilliman for being great and being able to transcend species isolation and become a man who created a race.

He also had a new understanding of the Emperor's inhumanity. Anyone would go crazy if someone put such a big blame on him, but Hogg couldn't help laughing accidentally. Seeing that Hogg couldn't help laughing, Magnus and Dorn also laughed. Only Blot, who didn't know much about human culture, stared with his eyes wide open, not knowing what they were laughing at.

"Clap! Clap! Clap!"

Unable to bear it any longer, Guilliman rushed over to kill these three bastards, but because the body carrying his consciousness was Colleen's, her little arms and legs could not cause any harm at all.

"Shut up and stop laughing! You guys are not good people either. Don't think I don't know that even you, a guy with thick eyebrows and big eyes, often spread rumors about me in private. Did you spread the lemon lubricant joke?"

"Ahem, what? There are actually experts out there, how come I didn't know about it?"

Hogg turned his head to look at Dorn, and indeed saw a trace of panic in his eyes. There was no doubt that Guilliman had not lied. During the 30 years when he traveled to another world and even ran to the Dog-Man Empire, Guilliman was the real victim.

Holding down his good brother who was about to explode with anger, Hogg buttoned up Colleen's torn collar with two more buttons, and then fired a psionic blast at Guilliman's head to calm him down.

Under the psionic impact of Hogg's touch that made anyone stupid, Guilliman returned to normal and kept muttering, "I was harmed by all of you, otherwise I wouldn't be so ashamed to appear in front of everyone."

But Hogg didn't want to hear the story. He just wanted to know how Guilliman became like this. This would be of great reference value to his future plans.

Perhaps because of the change of body, under the influence of hormones, Guilliman snorted arrogantly, like a female imp, expressing that the great Guilliman's wisdom is beyond the imagination of ordinary people like you:

"I am the cat group, I am the only one, I am... Stop hitting me, don't hit me, I'm telling you, isn't that enough? Don't hit Colleen to death."

Strange, so strange! Regardless of his personality or tone, Hogg felt that Guilliman was influenced, but the inside story he told next made Hogg wonder if he was really a genius?
"I made a deal with Trazyn and obtained the super ancient technology called the Bio-Converter."

(End of this chapter)