Chapter 647 The value of numerology is still rising.

"Xiao Mo, why do I feel like you are hiding something from me?"

"Ah, big brother, you must have wronged me. Everyone knows that I am your best brother. Even if I was trying to trick old man Huang, that traitorous father, I would not hide it from you!"

"That makes sense, but why did you turn pale?"

"This, this, this, maybe Alicia is too cold. I'm freezing."

Glancing at the still green street scene outside, Hogg nodded and straightened Mortarion's head. As a good brother who personally found little Mortarion, Hogg knew that Mortarion had a special habit, that is, when he had something to hide, his eyes would wander and he would speak without thinking.

"You jerk! Are you blind? The trees outside are still green. We don't have winter in Alicia. You can fool others but you can't fool me.

One coincidence is fine, but all the coincidences put together are no longer coincidences. What on earth is going on with those plant seeds? Tell me the truth now!"

Seeing that he could no longer hide it, Mortarion looked around and saw that there were no outsiders. Then he explained to Hogg in a low voice:

"Brother, you know me well. My biggest dream is to feed everyone, but the problem is that the empire is in such a bad state now. Let alone farming, a war can turn the entire agricultural planet into ashes.

During a purification of an agricultural planet polluted by Nurgle, I discovered a cruel fact: the cause of the corruption of this planet was actually a batch of contaminated seeds.

However, I have no way at all. The humans who have been infected by the subspace virus spores cannot be saved, not even your psionic crystal can do anything.

Because the entire planet is covered with these plants that are full of corrupting power, even burning them will produce highly toxic smoke that will cover the entire planet.

So I had no choice but to start a death race, killing all the infected before they completely turned into zombies, and finally issued an extermination order, burning the entire surface of the planet and its water sources, turning an agricultural world that should have been able to feed half of the galaxy into scorched earth.

So I worked hard and decided to solve this problem fundamentally. Relying on the analysis of numerology, I developed this magical plant that is free of subspace contamination.

Brother, you have to believe me!"

Without waiting for Mortarion to finish speaking, Hogg picked him up and ran away, regardless of how little Mortarion yelled, and ran straight to the Blacklight laboratory, stuffed him directly into the incubator, and only let him out after confirming that there was no problem.

"No, please don't tell me that there is a great unclean being fighting with you. Don't trick me into saying there is a magic weapon that can solve everything and ask you to search in a world of ice and snow. This is clearly my script."

Mortarion was confused by Hogg's question. He spat out the culture medium that had just been forced down his throat and said:
"How is that possible? I'm not that idiot Arthas, and I don't have a filial daughter like Jaina by my side. I'm super reliable, okay."

"That's true! The purity of the Undead Scourge is still too low. Wait, did you just say Arthas?"

Hogg's eyes suddenly became sharp. He remembered that he seemed to have never told this story to anyone else, and the only person who might know it was Old Man Huang who had read some of his memories.

"What Arthas? I didn't say that!"

Mortarion, knowing that he had let the cat out of the bag, wanted to argue, but was pulled over by Hogg and given a physical lesson. After two punches, he became obedient.

"Stop fighting, stop fighting, can't I just surrender?"

Unexpectedly, even Mortarion, a young man with thick eyebrows and big eyes, was not honest. It turned out that this bastard had been fooling him before. Hogg did not listen to his explanation and picked up the bread machine next to him and beat him. Half an hour later, Mortarion, with a swollen nose and face, covered his eyes and groaned:

"Brother, can you please not tell anyone about this? I still want to show off in front of my brothers!"

Hogg nodded, put down the toaster in his hand, and motioned for him to continue.

"This is what happened. What I said before is all true, but there is a slight deviation. Do you remember the yellow-skinned man from another world? I came back early while you were still deceiving people over there.

After all, according to the rules we agreed upon, it was my turn to guard Holy Terra, but before returning, I shared our academic research with another Mortarion.

To be precise, it was he who taught me how to steal the authority of the evil god and fight against chaos in another way.

Holy Terra has Guilliman in power, so I don't have to worry about it. Plus, my father is short-sighted and I don't know where he went, so I entered the research institute under the throne."

Having said this, Mortarion looked embarrassed and motioned for Hogg to follow him. As long as they got on the Endurance, he would understand everything.

Unlike the Blacklight, the style of the Endurance is the same as other Legion ships, but the decoration is quite simple. The only special thing is the edible bonsai vegetables placed on both sides of the aisle.

Picking two cucumbers at random, Mortarion handed these vegetables, which had long been extinct in the empire, to Hogg. With two crisp sounds, Hogg seemed to have guessed something.

Soon, under the guidance of Mortarion, Hogg entered an ultra-high-standard biochemical laboratory and saw the object he had guessed.

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"So, you copied the teleportation array?"

Looking at the teleportation array sealed in the glass curtain wall, Mortarion nodded, then shook his head and explained to his elder brother who knew nothing about psychic energy:

"Yes and no. I did imprint the teleportation array back, but I imprinted the lottery array. Did you notice that it is purple? And I improved it through numerology."

In Hogg's opinion, numerology is pseudoscience, which is just another way for Mortarion to explain his psychic talent. After all, as a negative psychic Ogryn, he can't understand it at all.

But he had to admit that this thing was sometimes useful. Numerology had been officially recognized by the Empire and became the second most powerful means of divination after the Emperor's Tarot Cards.

Even mortal psykers under the Blackwatch use numerology as insurance when encountering warp storms.

Of course, in the eyes of those who study numerology, this is purely scientific research, not some mysterious psychic witchcraft.

As he gradually understood, Hogg's satisfaction from eating the fresh cucumber suddenly turned into depression. He thought, why? Why can others draw useful things, but he can only draw the damn red cheongsam? In the end, it was just a bargain for Li Ang, the boy with the split hair.

"So you won those magical seeds in the lottery, and then modified them to create those plant armies?"

"What? Is this thing used for lottery? Isn't it used to teleport yourself to another world?"

Mortarion (Q_Q)

Hogg()
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