pjbooks Chapter 9 Humor Project
Chapter 9 Humor Project
"Quiet! Everything is going according to plan!"
The gaunt old man uttered these words.
The other three gods were all taken aback.
How could this have been predicted?
However, the four gods had spent countless days together in this space, so who didn't know who?
The middle-aged burly man chuckled and spoke in a sarcastic tone.
"So, is eating three meals a day part of your plan too? You witty schemer!"
"This is just part of the plan; I have my own pace!"
The gaunt old man blushed slightly.
Enraged, he got up from the ground and started spitting at the other three gods.
"Then let me ask you, what is the source of our power in the warp?"
"The emotions and behaviors of living beings."
"Yes! That's right, isn't it? Then let me ask you, didn't you sense that person...?"
At this point, the gaunt old man seemed to have developed a stress response, glancing around with a hint of fear to make sure he didn't see Xu Yuan before continuing.
"Didn't you feel it?" The gaunt old man's voice carried a hint of fanaticism. "That monster, every time he comes, he carries with him such intense, vibrant desires! Anger... greed, the desire to protect, to become stronger, hatred for injustice... The world he inhabits is a furnace of desire about to boil over!"
"So what? What does this have to do with eating three meals a day?"
The fat man with the big belly scratched his head and spoke in a muffled voice.
The skinny old man: ...
You can't accept the fact that you eat three meals a day?
"Don't worry about the details. The desires in that world are like a powder keg; just one spark and... BOOM!"
"So what? Three meals a day, all for this Mars? We can't get out!"
The beautiful, mature woman swung the leather whip in her hand and snorted coldly.
"I guided a fragment of 'wisdom' and attached it to a tiny soul he had come into contact with, a soul filled with jealousy and hatred. Guess what happened? Oh~ the seed sprouted!"
A twisted, smug smile spread across Tzeentch's face.
"As long as we continue to 'cooperate,' allowing him to take away more power, this power will automatically seek hosts, attaching itself to souls filled with intense desires. Jealousy, hatred, war, plague, endless greed... these will all become our anchors!"
He opened his arms, his voice full of seductive power:
"Imagine, when the desires of that world are fully ignited, the barrier between reality and the subspace will be burned through! A world in the making, brimming with infinite possibilities, will be completely opened up to us!"
"At that time, Slaanesh, you will have countless souls wallowing in pleasure; Nurgle, your paternal love will be spread across the entire planet; Khorne, a war that will engulf the world will be your eternal sacrifice!"
"And we will no longer be prisoners of this void; we will become the rulers of that newborn divine kingdom!"
Khorne fell silent; he craved war but loathed intrigue.
A greedy glint ignited in the eyes of Slaanesh and Nurgle.
"Then... what about that person?" Nurgle asked in a muffled voice.
Tzeentch smiled coldly: "When the 'gift' he brought with his own hands destroys everything he cherishes, his despair will be the first delicious treat we savor."
"You understand applause!"
At this moment, Tzeentch finally displayed the brilliance befitting a god of wisdom and hope.
After a few words, the other three gods all showed excitement, and even subconsciously applauded his plan.
"Hey, I have another question." After the applause ended, Nurgle scratched his head and asked in a muffled voice.
Why is your head so pointy?
Tzeentch: ...
"I've been beaten three times a day! I haven't recovered yet!"
……
When Bevy arrived at the Bevy family villa.
This area is now under complete martial law.
Several security teams completely surrounded the villa, both inside and out.
The same study, the same secret channel.
"Comrade Beiwei, after verification, all the technical theories you provided are feasible. Great Xia is about to usher in the greatest technological leap in its history!"
Although she had expected it, the first thing Beiwei said at the meeting still made her unable to contain her excitement.
No true son or daughter of the Great Xia Dynasty does not wish for their motherland to stand at the top of the world!
"We've also carefully reviewed your report. The technology certainly needs to be put into practice as soon as possible, but the topic of today's meeting is how we should approach making wishes..."
"..."
As the top-secret channel erupted in discussion, Bevy's gaze drifted somewhat unfocused.
No one doubted the authenticity of Bevy's rebirth.
The voices of the attendees split into two directions.
One side naturally supports Bevy's idea: to withstand the apocalypse by maintaining her relationship with Wish.
The other side believes more in the resilience of humanity and does not place the hope of saving humanity solely on one person.
In theory, neither side is wrong.
Bevy's gaze was somewhat unfocused, and some memories from her past life involuntarily surfaced in her mind.
An alien fleet has descended upon Earth, so terrifying that human technology is completely unable to withstand it. Even with the technologies she submitted that have not yet been put into practice, Bevy cannot be certain that they will be effective in resisting the alien fleet.
After all, it's just theory, not practice!
Moreover, apart from himself, no one else witnessed Xu Yuan punching an alien ship to pieces, so it's reasonable to have doubts about the savior theory.
but……
Future threats will not only come from external sources.
There are always those who surrender, and the end times are no exception.
In the previous life, some cults emerged among the human race, advocating the end of the world and the cleansing of humanity.
Although there is no evidence, Bevy strongly suspects that the cult-like organization might be behind the wish made in her previous life, which led to a falling out with humans and an escalating conflict...
If those cults knew that making a wish was the key to the end of the world, who knows what kind of trouble they would cause.
Just then, it was Bevy's turn to speak at the meeting.
"Bevy, since everyone has different opinions, why don't you share your thoughts? After all, you were the one who experienced it firsthand."
"I do have a suggestion, though it might be premature..."
Beiwei decisively employed the traditional wisdom of the Great Xia Dynasty—compromise.
"...Therefore, my suggestion is to give it our all, and to excel in both areas! Let both arts and sports flourish!"
In fact, Bevy's plan was very simple: humanity should quickly translate those groundbreaking technologies into concrete combat power and productivity, while Wish's side served as insurance.
"Comrade Beiwei, let's adopt your proposal then. From now on, we will establish a working group specifically led by you."
"Now, please come up with a name for your work group."
The old man's words surprised everyone present.
But, the next second, Beiwei's words stunned them.
"Stay calm and don't collapse."
"Huh? What?"
"I suggest we name the working group 'Stay Steady, Don't Collapse,' okay?" Bevy hesitated before offering her suggestion.
The top-secret channel fell silent once again.
"Hahaha, very well, you're a true young man! We'll do as you say!" The old man suddenly burst into laughter. "The world belongs to us, but even more so to you! The responsibility of saving the world from the apocalypse falls on your shoulders!"
……
at the same time.
The Xu family of three went on a shopping spree in the supermarket.
Or it could be described as revenge spending.
"What's this? Caviar? Grab a jar!"
"Is this little bit enough for anyone? Give us another can! One can each!"
Listening to the conversation between Lao Xu and Xu Meng, Xu Yuan, who was standing to the side, felt rather helpless.
It's all Old Xu's fault. When Xiaomeng was little, he insisted on making her watch that movie over and over again.
"Old Xu, Little Meng, the price of caviar has been driven down now, it's not expensive anymore..."
"I know, otherwise I wouldn't dare buy this stuff." Old Xu chuckled as he put three metal cans into the shopping cart. "We're saving money for Xiaomeng's schooling!"
Xiaomeng, somewhat suspicious, took out her phone and went online to look up information about caviar.
But the next second, Xiaomeng let out a gasp.
"Bro, you're famous!"