Chapter 51: Neck-wrap style provocation

Fu Qinghai returned to his cabin.

After taking a shower, Fu Qinghai, with his upper body naked and only wearing a pair of black shorts, sat on the edge of the bed, resting his chin on his hand, thinking about how to go about his next reincarnation world.

To be honest, he really doesn't want to go to Mars to die. How can you, with just a frigate and a biological sage, fight against the top leader of Mars?

Recalling the candlelight conversation with Ogedei in the rest cabin of the Dagger, Fu Qinghai proposed a plan that he thought was a compromise:

"Boss, you have to think about this question. What is the purpose of the Khan asking us to escort Master Quinto to Mars?"

Fu Qinghai patiently persuaded us, "It is to increase the Emperor's bargaining chips to control Mars and the Mechanicus! The Khan, who was far away in Prospero at that time, did not know that the Forge Commander Kalbohar had been bribed and rebelled by Horus. If he knew, he would not ask us to do this, because this is not only a mission to send ourselves to death, but also will bury Master Quinto, one of the few loyal senior technical priests."

Ogedei asked, "What do you think?"

"In my opinion, now that we know that Kalbohar has rebelled, but we still have to complete the Khan's mission, then we should change our route and not go to Mars. We should go to Lucius, Huangquan No. 8, Steel Sphere, or any other Forge World. Wouldn't that make better use of Master Quinto? Those Forge Worlds must be leaderless now, and they don't know which faction to listen to. If we add such a big weight as Master Quinto, wouldn't it increase the probability that they will lean towards the Emperor?"

Lucius, Huangquan No. 8 and Steel Sphere mentioned by Fu Qinghai are all famous Forge Worlds in the Human Empire. Forge World refers to the planets mainly governed and controlled by the Mechanicus.

Fu Qinghai didn't know what other Forge Worlds looked like during the Horus Heresy, but as long as he could avoid going to Mars to die, he would go anywhere.

"In this way, we can restore order on a certain Forge World, support Master Quinto to dominate that Forge World, and form a separatist force belonging to the loyalists within the Mechanicus. Then we can slowly make plans."

Fu Qinghai felt that his plan was simply perfect.

But Ogedei still had doubts. The burly man with the afro hair touched his chin and said:

"But Master Quinto is a technical priest from Mars. He has no connections in other forge worlds. If we rashly enter other forge worlds, the risk is also very high. Even if Master Quinto is a high-ranking priest and a biological sage, there may not be anyone willing to support him."

"Besides, your statement about the rebellion of Casting Commander Kalbohar has yet to be verified."

Fu Qinghai immediately said, "We are gradually approaching the solar system. It is impossible for such a major event as the rebellion of the Mechanicus's Forge Master to be concealed for too long. In fact, the traitors will not only not conceal it, but will also publicize it to increase the chances of other Forge Worlds turning to Horus. We will soon get the news to verify whether Kalbohar has rebelled."

Fu Qinghai then added: "You can also tell Master Quinto about the news of Kalbohar's rebellion and see what he thinks."

"Hmm..." Ogedei pinched his chin and squinted his eyes as he thought.

"Let me think about it, Qingshan. Let me think about it again."

This was Ogedei's final reply.

Fu Qinghai is now on the Sosaran, and he doesn't know what Ogedei is thinking.

In the quiet cabin, Fu Qinghai frowned and thought.

At this time he wanted to have a cigarette, Soft Zhen, Yellow Crane Tower, Lotus, anything would do.

But there was no smoke on the Sotharan.

He played a piano piece, but it couldn't dispel the confusion in his heart - how should he play in this broken reincarnation world?

Fu Qinghai leaned back against the bulkhead, exhaled a breath of foul air, and lay lazily on his back on the bed.

No matter how great Chopin is, he can't play out my sadness... let alone a mere song about the sound of silence.

Fu Qinghai began to miss the earth, miss surfing the Internet, and miss the old Internet era when non-mainstream things were everywhere.

Once his life was not filled with heavy training and study, Fu Qinghai suddenly became a little idle.

"Tap, tap, tap."

At this moment, there was a knock on the cabin door.

Huh?

Fu Qinghai got up from the bed.

Who would come to see him at this time, Gourt? Vlahos? Or Papa?

Or the composer named Hall?

Anyway, these options are all men, so Fu Qinghai was too lazy to put on his clothes and directly raised his hand to press the button to open the hatch.

The door slid open, revealing a woman with big black wavy hair and her arms crossed over her chest.

From the woman's perspective, the hatch slid open, revealing two well-defined pectoral muscles and eight abdominal muscles.

"Wow..." The woman raised her eyebrows and couldn't help but let out a soft cry.

Fu Qinghai stood behind the door, narrowed his eyes, and asked, "Who are you?"

The woman raised her head, looked directly into Fu Qinghai's eyes, and said with a smile:

"A woman who admires your musical talent, why, is she not welcome?"

Fu Qinghai turned around and went to close the door.

"Hey, hey, wait a minute."

The woman quickly reached out to stop him.

Fu Qinghai paused. He heard the teasing and joking in the woman's words, so he wanted to find out what the woman meant, but he didn't like to play witty remarks.

The woman looked around and saw empty corridors on both sides. There was no one around. She smiled and said to Fu Qinghai:

"The sound of silence, the graduate, huh?"

Fu Qinghai understood, he stepped aside and said:

"Come in and talk."

"The Sound of Silence" is the theme song of the movie "The Graduate", which can be regarded as a secret code for earthlings.

The woman entered from Fu Qinghai's side, with a faint fragrance in the air.

Fu Qinghai closed the cabin door, pointed to the seat opposite the bed, and said to the woman,

"Sit down."

Then he turned around, picked up his robe and put it on.

The woman sat on the chair and looked at the furnishings in the rest cabin curiously.

To her disappointment, the room was clean and contained no personal belongings.

Fu Qinghai sat on the bed and looked the woman up and down.

The girl has big wavy hair, fair skin, fiery red lips, slightly upturned eyeliner, a deliberately dotted beauty mole at the corner of her mouth, a pointed oval face, and a thin nose. She gently pulls up the hair on one side of her cheek, and the silver hoop earrings under her earlobes sparkle under the light.

The tight-fitting black off-shoulder dress outlines her proud figure, with a firm chest, a slender waist and long legs. It looks more capable and casual than a formal evening gown. The hem of the dress is slightly slit, revealing one-third of her snow-white thigh above her slender calf.

There seemed to be a black leg ring tied around her thigh, which flashed away when the woman crossed her legs.

Fu Qinghai had a sense of déjà vu as if he was watching the animated film "Cat's Eye".

"Reincarnation?"

Fu Qinghai spoke first.

"Um."

The woman nodded.

"What's your name?"

"Shirley-Chan."

"Chinese or ABC?"

"Is this important to you?"

"Very important."

The woman twisted her body, feeling a little uncomfortable with the interrogative rhythm of the conversation, so she tried to regain her rhythm with a rhetorical question.

After thinking for a moment, she replied,

"Chinese."

Fu Qinghai asked in Chinese: "I only smoke Xuan He Men, what's the next sentence?"

The woman was stunned. She stared at Fu Qinghai blankly for two seconds, gritted her teeth, and uttered a word from between her teeth:

"…Love only one person in your life."

It seemed that saying this non-mainstream and extremely rustic sentence was a great torture for her.

It's so awkward, it's so awkward that it makes me feel awkward.

Fu Qinghai likes to torture others with corny quotes and enjoy their embarrassment.

Fu Qinghai asked again:

"Palace Jade Liquor, what's the next sentence?"

The woman was completely furious, and glared at me and asked,

"Hey, are you interrogating me?"

After saying that, he turned his face away angrily, "I'm from the south, I don't watch the Spring Festival Gala!"

She was anxious... Fu Qinghai smiled. People in the south also watch the Spring Festival Gala. Although she didn't give the answer, since she mentioned the word "Spring Festival Gala", it meant that she knew what the joke was.

His Mandarin didn't sound strange, so he was most likely a compatriot from China.

Of course, these two questions by Fu Qinghai also exposed his nationality.

"Just call me Chen Xue." The woman said unhappily.

"Oh." Fu Qinghai nodded and asked, "Who told you my cabin number?"

The woman raised her wrist, showing off the crystal bracelet she was wearing, and said:

"Why don't we just ask a member of the crew responsible for logistics? It's worth exchanging a piece of jewelry for some information."

It turned out that she used her money ability. Fu Qinghai thought that it was the composer Hall who told her his cabin number. If that guy got Fu Qinghai's address and spread it everywhere, Fu Qinghai would not pay any attention to him.

"It seems that the identity arranged for you by the reincarnation world is quite wealthy." Fu Qinghai said casually, but he actually felt a little jealous in his heart.

He remembered that when he first arrived in the Marvel Cinematic Universe, he didn't have enough money to survive until the next month.

Chen Xue casually lifted her hair and said, "I am a photographer who was put into the expedition fleet by a family in Terra Asia. This family wanted to establish trade relations with the 500 worlds of Ultramar ruled by the Ultramarines. Before the rebellion, they allocated a special fund for my activities, so I do have a little money."

"Well, what do you want from me?"

According to your logic, you should go to PR for Vlahos.

The woman seemed to have prepared an answer to this question. She changed her previous expression, smiled slightly, and said,

"I'm leaning on your thigh."

As she spoke, she changed the position of her two long legs and crossed them together.

"I am a weak woman, a pitiful newcomer, helpless in the world of reincarnation. I have found a reincarnationist from the same camp, a compatriot. Of course I want to hug your thigh."

The performance began... Fu Qinghai watched it all coldly.

Trying to use the physical advantage to regain and control the rhythm of the conversation, Fu Qinghai analyzed secretly.

Can you be a little more sincere? Although we are all compatriots, Chinese people do not cheat Chinese people.

But, we must be on guard against the world of reincarnation.

"How do you know that we are reincarnations from the same camp?" Fu Qinghai asked.

"Just because I'm on this ship, I'm part of the Emperor's plot line."

Are those on the ship from the Emperor's camp?

Fu Qinghai asked: "That's it? That's all?"

Chen Xue said: "If I was assigned to the Horus faction plot line, do you think the Lord God would put me on a loyalist ship?"

Fu Qinghai shrugged: "Who knows?"

Chen Xue asked back: "Then how do you prove that you belong to the Emperor's camp?"

Fu Qinghai thought, I've already clearly declared my loyalty, do I need proof?

Fu Qinghai said calmly, "I killed the Word Bearers commander and a hellbeast."

Upon hearing this, Chen Xue immediately recalled the post-war summary report that was circulated among the recorders, and suddenly realized:

"You are the 'Qingshan' in the report!"

Fu Qinghai nodded slightly.

Chen Xue then asked: "What is your real name?"

"Qingshan."

Chen Xue rolled her eyes and said, "I really asked a good question."

The conversation came to a standstill.

It is really difficult to build mutual trust between two reincarnations who have not formed a community.

This woman named Chen Xue knew that Fu Qinghai was a Space Marine, so she could further understand the abilities of Space Marines. Even if she didn't know it before, she could ask other people on the battleship.

But Fu Qinghai knew nothing about her abilities. He didn't believe that she was just a beautiful lady without any special abilities.

How could someone be so confident as to run into a personal rest cabin and test an Astartes without some tricks?

Fu Qinghai also smelled a faint scent of perfume in the cabin.

The straight old man Fu Qinghai is not the kind of person who can particularly distinguish perfumes, but he happens to know the scent of this one.

Combining the top and middle notes, Fu Qinghai was sure that it was Penhaligon's "Saffron Agarwood".

In his previous life, his aunt loved to wear this perfume.

As the saying goes, you can tell a woman by her scent.

Thinking of this, Fu Qinghai smiled.

"why are you laughing?"

Although Fu Qinghai just curled the corners of his mouth, Chen Xue still noticed it keenly and asked immediately.

There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!

Fu Qinghai pulled the corner of his mouth and said with disdain:

"I laughed... Tsk, sometimes I just think, why are you women always so unsuccessful? Huh? You need someone to guide you in everything you do. You need your brother to guide you when you play games, you need your brother to buy you a bag, you need your brother to treat you when you eat. You do nothing all day and just think about finding someone to be around. You think the whole world is your dog who drools over you, right?"

"Even after entering the reincarnation world, you still can't change your bad habits. You don't even take off your clothes first, and you come up to me and hug my thighs. Do I have a face that looks like a dog licker? Or are you all gold diggers?"

Fu Qinghai complained continuously, and as soon as he finished speaking, he immediately observed Chen Xue's expression.

She was slightly stunned by what Fu Qinghai said, and her face remained expressionless.

But Fu Qinghai noticed that as soon as she said the words "you women", her hands on her waist clenched into fists.

really.

Fu Qinghai said these words deliberately to provoke her. Didn't you say you wanted to rely on me? I will use this sentence to humiliate you.

By observing Chen Xue's makeup, the lipstick color is a dark wine red that is slightly darker than red. The lip color forms a sharp contrast with her fair skin. Her hair is in big wavy curls, and the perfume she sprays is Penhaligon's Tibetan red agarwood. This kind of woman is definitely a strong, independent woman with her own personality.

Maybe some women just like the green tea digger style, but they definitely won't be women who dress like this.

A person's appearance may not necessarily reflect his or her personality, but his or her makeup can reflect his or her personality to a certain extent.

Because I choose my own makeup.

Real tea bitches all play the game of being white, thin and young to arouse the desire to protect them, and they will not go for the route of the heroine and the queen.

Chen Xue stood up suddenly and sneered,

"Well, since this Lord Astarte is so confident and looks down on women, then I'll take my leave now!"

"Hey, stop it. Didn't you ask me to hug your thigh? Isn't it okay for me to let you hug me?"

Fu Qinghai had a frivolous smile on his face and stood up as if to pull Chen Xue's arm.

Chen Xue felt his big hand reaching out and shook it off with all her strength.

"Squeak~"

As she shook off Fu Qinghai's hand, a familiar cluster of golden-red sparks flashed through the air.

"Wait a moment." Fu Qinghai's voice returned to seriousness.

He pressed the door button with his hand, lowered his head and looked directly into Chen Xue's eyes, and asked:

"Marvel Magician?"

Chen Xue looked up and saw that Fu Qinghai had a serious look on his face, without any of the frivolous and disdainful expression he had just had.

The black-haired lady came to her senses and narrowed her eyes: "Play me?"

"Please sit down." Fu Qinghai pointed to the chair he had just sat on.

"…"

Chen Xue thought about it for a moment, then turned around and sat back down.

Fu Qinghai also returned to his bed and sat down, waving his hand and saying:

"First of all, I have no intention of discriminating against women. If you want to fight, just don't hit me."

"Humph!" Chen Xue snorted coldly, "You're pretending quite well."

He was still secretly annoyed in his heart that he was easily angered by this person's words, and he subconsciously used his ability.

"Look, you know my identity, and I know your abilities. If we reveal our cards to each other, don't we have room for cooperation?"

Chen Xue crossed her arms and smiled coldly, "Is your so-called cooperation just provocation and acting?"

"You were the first to play me." Fu Qinghai reminded seriously.

The beautiful black-haired lady turned her head away and stopped talking.

Fu Qinghai smiled and said, "In every reincarnation world where assimilation points are very precious, someone who can use precious assimilation points to assimilate a bottle of perfume to bring to the next world, she told me that she is a weak woman? A newcomer to reincarnation? Who would believe it?"

"Penhaligon's saffron agarwood, am I right?"

After saying that, Fu Qinghai looked at Chen Xue with a smile.

When Chen Xue heard this, she knew she had been seen through. She turned her face away, snorted, and still said nothing.

Fu Qinghai didn't take it seriously and continued to ask:

"Is it the same as the Sorcerer Supreme of Kamar-Taj?"

Chen Xue nodded.

Even the iconic golden and red sparkles are present, so there's nothing to hide.

Fu Qinghai asked with interest:

"Can you also teleport? How does your level compare to Doctor Strange's?"

Chen Xue smiled and said, "Why should I tell you?"

You see, it's clearly a tit-for-tat, and we're even. You don't think it's interesting anymore, right... Fu Qinghai secretly curled his lips in his heart and thought: Forget it, I'm a man, and I won't argue with a petty-minded woman like you.

After thinking for a while, Fu Qinghai changed the subject and asked:

"Do you know Warhammer 40K?"

This sentence really hits the nail on the head. Chen Xue really doesn't understand the cosmic background of Warhammer 40K.

Although she spent a lot of time observing and communicating with people around her to understand this world when she first entered it, she was still unclear about many settings of this universe.

Fu Qinghai saw her hesitant expression and knew that she didn't understand, so he said,

"Then let's exchange information."

Chen Xue thought about it and said, "Okay."

So she asked Fu Qinghai many questions about things she didn't understand.

For example, what departments are there in the Imperium of Man? What is the organizational structure?

Is the Emperor a man or a god?

In the original story, did Horus win or lose?

What are the Astartes thinking about?

What is the nature of the Warp?

What is a Hive?

Are Servitors considered living machines or half-dead people?

... There are many questions like these. Chen Xue cleverly mixed some questions that she already knew the answers to and asked Fu Qinghai. Fu Qinghai did not hold back and answered these questions in detail.

Finally, all the questions were asked, and Fu Qinghai said,

"Now it's your turn."

Chen Xue nodded, lowered her head to lift the slit of her skirt a little, and took out a dark gold ring from the black straps on her snow-white thighs.

Fu Qinghai's throat tightened when he saw this scene, but he concealed it well on the surface.

This was a strange ring with two rings put together. Chen Xue put the ring on her middle finger and index finger, and quickly drew circles in the air with her two fingers.

Hanging ring, Fu Qinghai recognized this magical equipment that appeared in the movie.

"Zizilala..." As Chen Xue continued to draw circles with her fingers, a circle splashing with golden red sparks formed out of thin air.

Holy shit… Watching this scene up close, instead of on the big movie screen, made Fu Qinghai feel it was so fucking magical and so fucking cool.

Thinking back to the chainswords and grenade launchers I once held in my hands... they were so fucking crude!

What appeared inside the fire circle was a dark and deep space. As the fire ring opened, a large amount of air in the cabin was sucked away, making a "hissing" sound of airflow.

Chen Xue waved her two fingers holding the dangling ring, and the fire circle shattered and disappeared with a "pop".

She said, "If we continue to do this, too much air will be sucked out, causing changes in the air pressure inside the battleship, which will attract the attention of the maintenance crew and technical priests."

Fu Qinghai nodded and asked, "Can you control the location of the portal at will? I mean, can you teleport to wherever you want?"

"No." Chen Xue explained: "It can only locate the places I have seen or visited. It cannot cross the dimensional wall to go to other reincarnation worlds."

Dimensional wall... Fu Qinghai was thinking about this word, and suddenly an idea came to him, and he asked:

"Can you use the portal to enter the Warp?"

Chen Xue shook her head and said, "I don't know. I can't do it right now. I can't fully understand the nature of the subspace. If one day I understand the nature of the subspace, maybe I can open a portal in the subspace."

"Hmm..." Fu Qinghai pinched his chin and fell into thought.

What is the nature of the Warp? As a person who has read the rules of Warhammer 40K, Fu Qinghai thought he knew it, but then he thought, do he really understand the Warp?

If I really understand the Warp, why can't I use the Warp to perform magic?

His so-called "understanding" was only a rough understanding. Compared with those psychics who could use the warp to display their superpowers, the Astartes Legion think tanks, the Eldar, and so on, he actually couldn't say that he knew much about them.

Mr. Ahriman, the Chosen of Tzeentch in the late 40K and former chief think-library of the Thousand Sons Legion, has studied the Warp for his entire life, but he dares not say that he fully understands this thing. So why does Fu Qinghai dare to say that he understands the Warp?

"That's it..." Fu Qinghai agreed. Since he couldn't understand it, he naturally couldn't use it. Fu Qinghai casually suggested: "Perhaps you can try to open a portal outside the Geller force field of the battleship when the battleship is making a subspace jump through the subspace... Oh no, don't try this!"

Fu Qinghai suddenly came to his senses after he finished speaking, and said, "Unless you intend to perish together with all the people on the Sothalan, don't do this. If you succeed, a large number of subspace creatures and subspace energy will flow in through this hole, and you will be doomed as well."

Chen Xue smiled, her red lips curled up, revealing a hint of pearly teeth, and said, "Look how nervous you are. I said I am in the Emperor's camp, and I really am in the Emperor's camp. Even if I belong to the rebellious camp of Warmaster Horus, I will not do such a thing as dying together with the enemy. I still cherish my reincarnated life very much."

Fu Qinghai nodded, thinking to himself that he was really talking too much and shouldn't have mentioned such things.

After a period of frank conversation, Fu Qinghai and Chen Xue gained initial trust and gradually became familiar with each other.

While being careful not to reveal their identities, the two chatted for a while about what happened in the country before entering the reincarnation world, which brought them closer to cooperation.

Fu Qinghai is not stupid. He is not the kind of middle school boy with a second-year syndrome who has read too many fantasy novels and insists on pretending to be a lone ranger wherever he goes.

It would be best if the reincarnations in the same camp could cooperate. Even if they cannot cooperate, it is better for them to exchange information and understand each other's interests than to have an unknown troublemaker suddenly appear after all your plans are made.

Chen Xue is obviously not stupid, otherwise she would not have come to test Fu Qinghai as soon as she determined that he was a reincarnation.

The timeline of the Warhammer 40K universe is very long, unlike other movies with a tight pace.

It was like meeting a fellow countryman. The two were chatting happily when suddenly...

"Tap, tap, tap!"

There was another knock on the hatch.

Both of them were stunned and stopped talking. Fu Qinghai stood up and opened the cabin door.

Chen Xue cleared her throat and quickly adjusted the hem of her skirt and pulled it down.

The hatch slid open, revealing a dark-haired, ponytailed man in a tuxedo.

If not Holkamp, ​​then who else?

"Ah, Master Qingshan, hello!"

Hall was smiling and greeting people when he suddenly saw the woman sitting behind Fu Qinghai.

Hall was surprised, slapped his head and said quickly:

"Oh, it's Miss Shirley, are you being interviewed? Sorry, it's my bad luck, I will visit you at another time, Master Qingshan."

"Uh..." Fu Qinghai covered his forehead, not knowing how to explain for a moment.

Chen Xue, who was standing behind him, stood up gracefully with a warm smile on her face and said,

"My interview with Sergeant Qingshan has ended. Mr. Kemp, you can continue if you have anything else to do. I'm leaving first."

After saying that, he walked out of Fu Qinghai's personal rest cabin with graceful steps.

Unexpectedly, Holkamp was also a very thick-skinned person. When he saw Chen Xue leaving, he immediately looked up and looked at Fu Qinghai eagerly.

Fu Qinghai said helplessly: "Come in."

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(End of this chapter)