Some might think that they would get together for days or even months of language exchange, and then do some in-depth research and experiments in areas of mutual interest.
But in fact, these are just imaginary creations brought about by stereotypes.
The truth is that after Jinjitaxia came to the Soul Forge and met Vashtor, both parties simply gave each other a drop of the sparkling oil in their bodies, and then completed the exchange of technology, knowledge and inspiration in a very short time.
Thanks to the blue oil created by Oghma, the god of knowledge, the creatures of New Phyrexia can transmit information faster and more efficiently than any other medium.
This efficiency even makes the most powerful artificial intelligence, supercomputers and quantum communication networks pale in comparison . It is precisely because of its existence that Zuo Si can collect massive amounts of knowledge and technology in the endless time and space of the entire multiverse, and then send them to the laboratory for targeted special research.
If a world is found to have strong scientific research capabilities, the team led by Jinjitaxia will deliberately reveal some of the most cutting-edge technologies to the other party, and then observe the civilization every once in a while to develop interesting things based on this.
Doing so not only allows you to get the other party's research results for free, but also saves you a lot of manpower, energy and time costs.
You must know that although the central laboratory of the Mutahar floating city can mobilize almost unlimited resources, manpower has always been in a very short supply.
In particular, people with the ability to lead a team are already very scarce.
Their number directly determines how many research projects can be carried out simultaneously.
In order to make better use of those "idle" resources, Jinji Taxia even set up a special evaluation team to grade each force that is using Shuo Oil, find out the scientific research field they are best at, and finally decide what kind of technology to give them through review and voting.
In fact, this group has begun to secretly guide and manipulate the scientific research fields and civilization processes of billions of top forces in the multiverse.
And all this vast amount of knowledge and technology was contained in a drop of sparkling oil and absorbed by Vashtor.
I don’t know how much time had passed.
Maybe a few hours, maybe a few days...
Because there is no concept of time in the subspace, except for the newly born Realm of Death and the Sea of Oil, even the current Soul Forge is still in chaos.
This is why faster-than-light travel with the help of the subspace is full of uncertainty.
It is common for a ship to set out in the 30th millennium, only to find itself in the dark 40th millennium when it returns. Occasionally, ships carrying powerful artificial intelligence from humanity's dark technological age are discovered.
Anyway, Jinjitaxia, who was standing still, suddenly had a blue light in his eyes. Then he raised his head and greeted with a smile: "Nice to meet you, Lord Great Demon Judge Vashtor."
"I am also very happy to meet you, Your Excellency Jinjitasha."
Vashtor placed one hand on his chest and bowed gracefully in response.
Judging from their tones and reactions, they clearly sympathize with each other.
After all, in New Phyrexia, the two of them have a lot in common.
For example, they all have an almost crazy obsession with knowledge and technology. Another example is that they do not have any secular moral concepts. For the sake of research, they can slaughter an entire planet without any psychological burden, just to get relatively accurate experimental data.
So when they look at each other, it's like looking in a mirror, as if they see their own shadow in the other person.
After saying hello, Vashtor immediately changed the subject and asked tentatively in an uncertain tone, "Apart from exchanging the oil, do you have any other tasks or missions this time? I noticed that you seem to have brought something interesting with you."
Jingitaxa nodded without hesitation: "Yes. The great father of New Phyrexia ordered me to work with you to find a Necron named Trazyn."
"Tarazyn the Endless?"
Vashtor obviously knew the name, and the red fire flickering in his eyes suddenly became more intense.
After all, although he is the god of technology, invention and creation, he knows very little about the Necrons' cutting-edge technology.
The reason is very simple! The Necrons fell into a collective slumber long after the War in Heaven ended and killed the Star Gods, so their technology has hardly been revealed to the outside world.
In addition, these guys have no souls at all, and they also possess the most powerful anti-psychic technology in the entire galaxy, so they are not affected by the warp.
Therefore, although "Wa Banxian" has always been eager to obtain the technology of the Necrons, he has never been able to succeed.
Of course, now he has mastered most of the Necrons' technology with the help of the information stored in the spark oil.
"Yes, it is Trazyn the Infinite. The great father of New Phyrexia wishes to speak with him face to face. All you have to do is spread the word that we intend to make a deal with him."
Jinjitasha gave a straightforward affirmative answer.
This is also one of the most important purposes of his trip.
After all, for something like this, it would definitely not be appropriate to let Zuo Si's Shuoyou incarnation come forward directly.
On the one hand, Trazyn is very cautious and would never put himself in danger easily. If he found that a creature with great power was looking for him, he would most likely hide.
On the other hand, the incarnation of Shuoyou needs to protect the huge regime established with the Botas star region as the core, and it is impossible for him to wander in the galaxy for a long time, otherwise both the Chaos Evil God and the Tyranid race may launch an attack.
As for the other Judges created in this universe, they are basically either participating in the great expedition that is burning the entire subspace, or consuming resources in some unknown places to build huge fleets, weapons and equipment, and legions, and are completely unable to get away.
"I see. I think I know what to do."
Vashtor nodded thoughtfully, and then sent an electronic signal to a complete member of the Dark Mechanicus beside him.
After receiving it, the latter immediately saluted, then took a team of people on a spaceship through a channel connected to the material universe and disappeared into the black vortex.
Jinjitaxia looked at the huge vortex above the Soul Forge with interest and asked in an uncertain tone: "What is that? A wormhole?"
“Yes, but not entirely.
Because it was indeed a wormhole captured by the Necrons at the beginning.
But later, the great Supreme Lord used the Warp Oil to make a series of incredible transformations on it.
Now it is like a gap connecting the subspace and the real universe, and can also be called a miniature controllable Eye of Terror.
With it, I can travel between the two dimensions at will.
Isn't it a great creation? I still don't even know how it works."
When saying this, Vashtor's tone was filled with undisguised excitement and agitation, and Jinjitasha nodded in agreement: "It is indeed very interesting.
If I'm not mistaken, the reason why it can do this is that it first connects with the subspace oil sea of this universe, and then achieves the effect of breaking the barrier through the oil sea.
That is to say, an originally complete wormhole is divided into two parts.
What we see is only half in the Warp, and the other half is in the real universe."
"Oh? How do you know that?" Vashtor asked with a grin.
It is not difficult to infer from the expression on his face that he very much enjoys this kind of communication among "kindred spirits".
"It's very simple. All we need to do is observe the ripples that appear when an object enters a wormhole. After all, the essence of Warp Oil is the distortion and secondary processing of psychic energy, transforming it from pure energy into a form between energy and matter."
Jinji Tasha fiddled with his sickle-like sharp fingers and gave his own explanation.
But Vashtor questioned: "According to your theory, the object should first enter the oil sea when passing through it. But according to my observation, it seems that all the spacecrafts reach the material universe in just a moment. How do you explain this phenomenon?"
Jinjitaxia replied calmly: "That's because the Oil Sea itself compressed time under the control of the Great Father of New Phyrexia, making it look like a moment. But in fact, the spacecraft may have traveled a long distance in the Oil Sea after entering the wormhole."
"Hahaha! Very interesting inference, and pretty much what I imagined. If I could leave right now, I would really like to visit the central laboratory you're in charge of."
Vashtor laughed heartily and gave the other party high praise.
After all, there is nothing more pleasant than finding a fellow traveler on the path to pursuing truth.
What's more, he had just gained a lot of knowledge and technology from other time and space by exchanging the sparkling oil.
"There's no need to rush. There will be plenty of opportunities in the future. In contrast, I would like to visit your laboratory and foundry right away."
As he spoke, Jinji Tasha turned his gaze towards the Soul Forge not far away that was constantly making a loud roar.
Since this place was completely completed, it has become the expeditionary force's rear base in the subspace. Its terrifying industrial manufacturing capabilities are enough to terrify any civilization in the galaxy today.
In order to make up for the huge war losses on the front line, planets were directly dragged over by gravitational waves, then injected with spark oil to decompose them into basic particles, which then flowed into the ground to combine into the required substances, and finally were shaped into the required shape and structure at one time.
A Queen of Glory-class battleship that, in the eyes of the human empire, would take several years to build in shipyards on several steel rings on Mars during the most glorious 30th millennium, could be built from scratch in just ten minutes here, carrying new Phyrexian war weapons produced at the same speed, or a fully enhanced version of the Astartes Legion, and embark on a journey.
Yes, you read that right, ten minutes.
Because with the blessing of the divine power of "Wa Banxian", the potential of Shuo Oil has been brought to the extreme. There is no need to build assembly lines and industrial foundry workshops. Instead, it can be copied and pasted infinitely in open spaces.
Hundreds of such warships can be built at the same time.
This copy-and-paste process can continue as long as there is a steady supply of planets and meteorites being dragged in to provide sufficient material.
Of course, there will be certain limitations in scale.
After all, Vashtor is just a demigod, and the scope of his influence is limited to the core area of the Soul Forge.
Therefore, it can only be used to manufacture large and complex war weapons such as battleships and planetary fortresses.
As for "low-tech" things such as power mechas, firearms, cannons, melee weapons, demon engines, and clone ripening, they are still completed by peripheral foundries and artificial wombs.
If Jinjitasha's area of expertise is the research and development of cutting-edge technology, then Vashtor's area of expertise is transforming these technologies into terrifying production capacity.
There is an absolute complementary relationship between the two.
It is precisely because the Soul Forge has such a terrifying effect that the three remaining evil gods in the Warp feel extremely uncomfortable. They don't even have the mind to cause trouble in the real universe. Just resisting this suicidal mad dog attack is enough to make them exhausted.
You have to know that constantly resurrecting demons also consumes energy.
Furthermore, the reason why Khorne, Tzeentch and Slaanesh seem invincible is mainly because they can twist and corrupt the will of mortals and can draw infinite psychic energy from the sea of souls in the Warp.
But now, the ones they are fighting against are New Phyrexian creations whose consciousness and thoughts have long been completely transformed by the oil, so corruption is a given.
In other words, they should worry about the demons under their command being captured and completely transformed by Shuoyou.
Not only that, the advantage of the Chaos Evil God in extracting energy from the Sea of Souls was almost offset by Zuo Si's ability to absorb unlimited matter from the real universe.
Coupled with the Bound Legion of the Lord of Humanity and the Scourge of the Goddess of Death Jaina, they were suppressing the opponent as a whole.
Except for "little Fengxians" like Abaddon who simply refused to obey orders and were still making trouble in the dark side of the empire, the rest of the Chaos forces have basically been recalled to defend their own territories.
"It's my pleasure!"
Vashtor took the initiative to make a gesture of invitation, and a hint of pride appeared on his mechanical face, which could make rich expressions after being transformed by Shuo Oil.
Because he knew that his own domain soul forge had become the most powerful forging base in the galaxy.
For this reason alone, its influence is growing day by day.
In particular, the Human Empire is gradually relaxing its mandatory control over beliefs.
In addition to the most mainstream belief in the God-Emperor, one can also worship the goddess of death Jaina and him, the god of technology, invention and forging.
Of course, all of this came from the instructions of Robert Guilliman, the Lord of Mankind and Primarch.
Their purpose in doing so is very simple, which is to simply strengthen the power of their allies and ensure that the evil gods of Chaos in the Warp will have no time to cause trouble for the Empire for hundreds or even thousands of years, so that the corrupt and dark Empire can be reborn from the ashes through reform.
It has to be said that the emperor himself did everything he could to ensure the continuation and development of the human race.
No wonder there have been many jokes making fun of his flexible moral bottom line.
For example, if Evelyne of the Eldar Death Army suddenly wanted to use a technology that could allow humans to escape the warp and travel at faster-than-light speeds in exchange for Robert Guilliman becoming her husband.
As a result, "Old Man Huang" started to take off his pants without saying a word, saying that Guilliman was nothing. As long as you hand over your technology, we can go into battle together, father and son, to satisfy you.
Although such remarks are extremely blasphemous and disloyal, and could easily lead to a visit from the Inquisition, they can also reflect the character of the Lord of Mankind from a certain perspective, that is, for the benefit of the entire human race, nothing can be sacrificed, even his own dignity and life.
This creed and principle has guided all his decisions since recorded history.
It is precisely because of this that even though the empire's rule has become so ignorant, dark, and brutal, there are still countless people willing to believe in the emperor and willingly hand over their lives and even their souls to become currency in his hands.
After all, with Nurgle being slain, the Imperium now had a powerful ally in the Warp for the first time that could suppress the Chaos God.
Given the character of the Lord of Mankind, he would never let such a great opportunity slip away from him.
…
Just as Vashtor was taking Jinjitasha, who had come from afar, to visit the Soul Furnace, far away in Tours, the capital of the Botas star zone, Zuo Si's Shuoyou incarnation finally found time to conduct physiological research on the Eldar woman he had picked up before, Alice, in his own private laboratory.
At this moment, this young Screaming Banshee, who was "only" less than 130 years old, was lying on the dissecting table with a look of fear and despair on her face. Her entire chest and abdominal cavities had been completely opened, and every working organ inside could be clearly seen.
But the interesting thing is that she did not bleed even a drop of blood during the dissection process, as the other party perfectly avoided all capillaries and nerves.
The skull was completely opened, and the brain and optic nerve were completely exposed to the air.
But for some reason, the brain did not flow out, but seemed to be in a certain position and still functioning normally, with neither thinking, consciousness nor perception being hindered in the slightest.
Alice now felt like a poor animal, being used as a research subject by a terrifying and more advanced life form.
It is no different from what the Eldar did to other lesser civilizations after becoming the overlords of the galaxy.
The other party didn't care about his feelings or his thoughts at all. He was just collecting information that he was interested in. He even took a few eggs and combined them with the genes of an unknown creature to create several embryos.
The fastest growing ones already had reptilian features and their hearts began beating slightly.
She simply couldn't believe that she, who had never had any intimate contact with any man, let alone mating, already had several terrible "children".
The maternal instinct from genes and the fear brought by the "alien" embryo are intertwined to form a feeling that cannot be described in words.
The most important thing is that Ellis has no idea how this horrible creature in front of her will deal with her.
You know, not long ago, she witnessed with her own eyes that a member of a captured Eldar pirate ship, after being tired of being played with by the other party, directly extracted the soul and tortured it repeatedly until the member could no longer bear the pain and completely collapsed.
Of course, this torture was not out of psychopathy, but merely a test of the average soul strength of the Eldar.
After the relevant data was collected, the remaining ones that had not collapsed but had gone crazy were all released.
That's why Alice is worried about her future.
Because she is the Eldar individual who has survived the longest since arriving here.
This obviously shows that, unlike those guys who were quickly disposed of, she possesses some unknown "specialness" and "research value".
It's just not clear whether these can help me survive to the end.
Since the connection with the Soul Stone has been severed, Ellis is now very afraid of death.
She knew very well that if she died here, her soul would be captured by Slaanesh and become its plaything.
Even the corrupt Dark Eldar who created all that evil would not want to see such an end.
Alice spent several hours in fear and anxiety. It was not until Zuo Si finished the work at hand that her completely dissected body was put back together at an incredible speed.
Apart from being completely naked, there is basically no difference from lying down.
哦，不对，也不能说没有任何变化。
因为她才孕育成熟的“卵”已经被取出来放在了人造子宫中，开始与一种不知名生物的遗传物质相结合。
类似的情况早就不是一次两次，以至于她都有点开始习惯了。
“所以今天的研究完成了？”
艾尔丽斯从解剖台上坐了起来，并没有急着穿上衣服，而是满不在乎的展示着自己略显纤细但却十分健康性感的身材。
由于生理结构和繁殖形式比较特殊的关系，灵族在男女方面可以说是相当的开放，甚至不存在人类那种稳定的夫妻关系。
因为女性生理期需要在至少一年时间里多次频繁注入遗传物质，因此光靠一个男性很难确保受孕成功率。
所以灵族女性如果想要生育后代，往往是同时与几名男性乃至十几、几十名男性发生关系。
这也就造成了他们在两性关系上的开放态度。
而这种开放也是直接造成色孽诞生的源头之一。
以罗伯特·基里曼的绯闻女友——伊芙蕾妮为例，她身边就从来没有缺过男人。
所以如果这两人真的走到一起，那么原体大概率会被戴上不止一顶绿油油的帽子。
最重要的是艾尔丽斯不觉得左思的烁油化身会对自己这种“低等生物”产生“性趣”。
如果产生了那自然更好，说明她活下来的几率会大幅度提高。
“是的，今天的部分完成了，感谢你的配合。”
左思脸上挂着令人如沐春风般温柔友善的微笑，不仅非常礼貌，而且还十分绅士的将一件漂亮的长裙用某种不知名的力量套在对方身上，完全不像是个能一言不合就把人大卸八块拆开做研究的疯子。
也正是这种极致的反差，让他给人的感觉格外危险恐怖。
毕竟这涉及到一个心理预期的问题。
假如某个家伙给人的第一感觉就凶神恶煞，那么他就算干出十分残暴嗜血的事情，周围人由于提前有了心理准备，出现剧烈反应的程度可能就会有所降低。
但要是一个人外表英俊、举止优雅、谈吐幽默，从头到脚都散发着惊人的魅力令人不由自主的想要接近，可揭开伪装之后发现是个疯狂科学家兼吃人的扭曲变态，那种强烈感官与心理双重冲击带来的恐惧明显要更胜一筹。
这也是为什么“食人魔”汉尼拔给人的惊悚感要远胜德州电锯杀人狂的血浆四溅。
而左思显然就属于前者。
确切地说他可以把自己完美融入到任何所扮演的角色中。
毫无疑问，艾尔丽斯敬畏着眼前的烁油化身，但同样也觉得对方有一种莫名的强烈吸引力。
尤其是巨大精神压力和对于死亡的恐惧超过某个临界点之后，甚至让她有一种说不上来的极致快感。
所以这位灵族女性就像是患上了心理疾病一样，对左思产生了非常复杂的情感和依赖，甚至觉得就这样把面的关系维持下去也不错。
沉默了良久之后，她终于鼓起勇气小心翼翼的试探道：“你会有一天像解决其他灵族那样把我也处理掉吗？”
左思抿起嘴角反问道：“我为什么要那样做？难道你做了什么不可饶恕的事情吗？”
“你的意思是……我不会死？”
艾尔丽斯眼睛里透露出异样的神采。
这是她被带到这里之后听到过最好的消息，没有之一。
“没错。
之前那些灵族之所以被处理掉，是因为他们都是星际海盗。
而且还胆敢在我控制的区域内抢劫运输船。
但你不同。
你没有触犯任何禁忌，更不是什么囚犯，而是受到我保护的客人。
所以你完全没有必要担心自己的生命安全会受到威胁。
更何况我所有的研究都是在没有真正伤害到你的前提下进行的，对吗？”
在说这番话的时候左思放下了手头的东西，转过身用冰冷的大手轻轻抚摸年轻尖啸女妖的头发和脸颊，就如同主人在奖励表现良好的宠物一样。
可艾尔丽斯对此非但没有觉得受到了侮辱，反倒是脸上浮现出了不正常的红晕，整个身体因为来自外界的强烈刺激而不由自主的轻微颤抖，精神更是处在介于亢奋和高潮之间的状态。
这其中有一部分原因是灵族敏感体质导致的，还有一部分原因则是受到了心理层面的控制和奴役。
可她本人却并没有察觉到这一点，顺从的低下头用蚊子般的声音说道：“对……您的确没有伤害到我，是我自己想得太多了。”
“真乖。现在你可以去自由活动了，只要别走得太远就好。毕竟你知道的，灵族在人类的印象中可算不上太好，我可不希望你出现什么意外。”
说罢，左思如同打扮洋娃娃一样给对方的脚上套上袜子和鞋子，将其从解剖台上抱下来轻轻朝入口的方向推了一下。
艾尔丽斯踉跄着向前走了一步，大概两三秒钟之后才猛的从沉浸在扭曲快感中回过神来，下意识的双手抱肩打了个哆嗦，随即小步快跑的离开了实验室。
看着她略显羞涩狼狈的模样，造成这一切的左思立刻嘴角上扬露出了戏谑的笑容：“呵呵，果然是非常敏感呢，无论是生理上还是心理上。
而且这种有趣的奖励与反馈机制远比人类来的更猛烈。
真不知道灵族在向智慧生命演化的时候究竟发生了怎样的突变，才会拥有现在这样的遗传基因。
看来再调教一段时间，这只可爱的小绵羊就会彻底沦陷。
也许我可以考虑多收集一些年轻的灵族女性，通过她们来做一个极限实验，看看这种敏感体质是否还能进一步提高。
如果可以的话，它的上限又在哪里？ 要是把这种基因与魅魔或欲魔相融合，是否可以孕育出更加腐化堕落的色欲之种？”
“主人，需要我找个机会激发这具实验体潜意识中的欲望吗？”
负责控制实验室的魔判官将自己用机械触手连接的脑袋凑了过来。
左思立马摇了摇头：“不，用不着多此一举。因为艾尔丽斯是我为精灵主神科瑞隆准备的礼物，她必须保持身体上的纯洁。”
“礼物？”
魔判官明显愣了一下。
“嗯，没错。
我打算搜集目前已经发现的所有类精灵种族带回费伦去交给科瑞隆，作为对他支持我的感谢。
你要明白即便是对于神来说，想要维系一个良好的盟友关系也是需要人情世故和礼物之类的东西。
毕竟信任关系就是在这种往来中一点一点建立起的。
而且在不久的未来，我还会用到精灵神系的力量。
所以为了能更好的进行合作，首先需要找到一个可以互利互惠的方式。
任何单方面付出而无法得到回报的关系都是不可能长久的。”
左思直截了当说出了自己的计划。
虽然不确定科瑞隆是否会对这些来自其他时空的精灵产生兴趣，但多尝试一下又没什么坏处。
更何况这种尝试的成本是如此之低，只需要利用旅法师的能力在不同时空抓几个相貌出众的精灵即可，何乐而不为呢？
“原来如此。
请您放心，我会盯紧艾尔丽斯，确保她会成为一个合格的礼物。
另外我还有一件重要的事情通知您。
那就是金吉塔厦大人在不久之前已经抵达了大魔判官瓦什托尔的领域灵魂锻炉。
不出意外的话，塔拉辛应该很快就能得知您想要与他展开交易的消息。”
魔判官赶忙把刚刚得到的消息做了汇报。
“哦？金吉塔厦已经来了吗？”
对于本体会把这个蓝色魔判官派过来，烁油化身显然一点都不感到意外。
因为除了金吉塔厦之外，的确没有第二个人更适合代替他去跟“手办王”做初次接触了。
毕竟塔拉辛可是出了名的难搞。
如果不能激起他的兴趣和收藏欲望，那么这家伙很可能就会直接拍拍屁股走人。
而金吉塔厦所掌握的丰富知识与技术，还有来自其他宇宙的信息，无疑可以在第一时间做到这一点。
想到这，左思下意识摸了摸那颗镶嵌在手背上用星神碎片制作而成的宝石，两只电子眼中闪烁着期待的光芒。
因为如果没记错的话，这位战锤宇宙的“怪盗基德”可是光顾了许多太空死灵王朝的墓穴世界，连风暴王和寂静王这种霸主都敢下手，真真正正弄到了许多的好东西，光星神碎片就有足足一打。
所以他本人非常期待这次见面，以及“宝可梦大师”之间的互通有无。
正当左思在内心之中盘点着自己可以用来做交易的筹码有哪些时，实验室外面突然传来了一阵脚步声，紧跟着一名看上去十分苍老的女人从外面走进来，弯下腰深情的亲吻那只如同金属板冰冷的大手。
"Great Supreme Lord, the warship of Evelyne, leader of the Eldar Death Army, has just docked at the spaceport. She has sent a request saying that she wants to meet with you."
"Evelene? Is she alone?"
Zuo Si touched his chin with a thoughtful expression.
"No, the Eldar's incarnation of the god of death is here too. They look very polite and respectful, without any of the arrogance they had the last time they came."
The old man waved his ten nimble fingers and used magic to project all the faces he saw without exception.
From her skillful movements and precise control of the psychic energy of the Warp, it is not difficult to see that she is a very powerful psychic mage. There are even marks from the Inquisition's black ship on her neck and cheeks.
If normal procedures were followed, once a psyker of this level was discovered, he would most likely be taken back to Terra and thrown into the Astronomican to be burned as firewood.
Fortunately, the black ship that held her was attacked by the Thousand Sons Legion, and she was eventually forced to jump out of the warp and crash-land on a planet ruled by Zuo Si.
In return for repairing the damaged ship and repelling the Thousand Sons, the Inquisition handed her over as soul currency.
From then on, this woman had been following Zuo Si wholeheartedly, learning how to control psychic energy and form complex spells, while serving him as her master and even a god.
Because in her eyes, if there was no great existence in front of her, her soul would have burned out long ago, and she would never have the power and status she has today.
Of course, there are not just one or two psychics like this in the Bottas sector, but a large group.
Some of them were born here, and suddenly one day they awakened their psychic talents. They were then taken to underground laboratories or palaces to receive instruction and training, and were not allowed to leave until they were able to control their own powers.
During this period, their family and friends can visit at any time or contact them through remote communication software.
Others, like the old man, were captured by the Inquisition's black ships and then sent to Zuo Si as more valuable soul currency in exchange for what he needed.
The second type, having personally experienced the ruthlessness and cruelty of the Empire towards psychics, are grateful to Zuo Si for taking a completely opposite attitude. There is also a small group who even never fall in love, get married, or have children, and are willing to devote themselves entirely to their master.
Take the old woman in front of him as an example. It has been more than a hundred years since she was captured after awakening her psychic talent at the age of seventeen. She has changed from a young and beautiful girl to a white-haired old woman. The look in her eyes when she looks at Zuo Si is still hot and full of strong emotions.
In her subconscious, the incarnation of Shuoyou played the multiple roles of father, master and god in her life at the same time, so there was not only worship and admiration, but also inseparable love.
That feeling is probably similar to the feelings that the nuns of the Empire have towards the God-Emperor, or even more pious.
After all, not every nun has the opportunity to see the Lord of Humanity with their own eyes, or to feel his power.
But these psychics living on the planet Tur can see the incarnation of Shuoyou every now and then, and even get his guidance.
"Ah, I think they learned of what happened in the Warp, and realized that their plan to kill Slaanesh by awakening the Grim Reaper was no longer feasible."
Seeing Evelyne's worried and gloomy face, Zuo Si immediately realized the purpose of the Death Army's visit.
After all, with Jaina occupying the ecological niche of the evil god of the Warp, Death, the upper limit of the Eldar Death God has been locked, and it is impossible to reach the height of killing Slaanesh as predicted.
This means that these stray dogs have completely lost the means to restrain Slaanesh.
The latter no longer needs to worry about anything and can boldly find and kill the remaining elves who are still hiding one by one.
With no other options left, the only thing the Death Army can do is to find a strong force capable of fighting against Slaanesh and cling to it.
"Would you like to see her?"
The old man stared at Evelyne in the magic projection and asked.
"Take her to the palace first. I'll go there when I'm done with things here. Oh, and remember to bring the incarnation of death with you as well."
Zuo Si made a decision immediately after a little thought.
"As you wish."
The old man bowed his head, then turned and disappeared at the end of the corridor outside the door.
About ten minutes later, she appeared at the spaceport as a messenger, expressed a polite welcome to the Death Army that had come from afar, and then brought Evelyne and the incarnation of Death - Inkani to the surface of the planet.
After entering the empty palace, Evelyne couldn't help but ask tentatively: "How long do we need to wait here?"
"The great Supreme Lord said that he would come once he finished the important work at hand. I am very sorry, but I have other things to take care of, so I will not be here with you."
After saying that, the old man turned around and left without hesitation, completely ignoring the other party's ugly expression.
As soon as she left, Evelyne complained indignantly, "Damn it! I bet this was intentional. That guy is deliberately leaving us alone."
The incarnation of death sighed helplessly: "Alas - but he has the qualifications, doesn't he? Or any great being who killed the evil god of Nurgle and injected the power of order into the chaotic warp can treat us with such a contemptuous attitude.
The weak have no right to complain in a cruel universe.
I advise you to get your mind right.
Because this may be your last chance.”
(End of this chapter)