"Are you looking forward to my thanks?" The Corpse Emperor, who caused the Holy Terra for no reason, asked Mi Shan.

"I hope to get something more real than the thanks of the silly head." Mi Shan said with a smile.

"...Okay..." A certain corpse king said after a silence.

More than ten minutes later, Mishan received a tangible thanks, a broiler, a living broiler who was still cooing.

As for why it is a broiler, it can be seen from its fat body that this chicken must be used for meat. As for why it is not a laying eggs... a chicken with a cockscomb cannot lay eggs.

"Aren't you kidding?" Looking at the big cock walking around gracefully between the two Golden Thrones, Mi Shan almost fell off the second Golden Thrones, which was the same as the Gaotai.

"This is the last rooster used to crow the Holy Terra." The Corpse Emperor's tone was speechless and there was no supreme element.

"It's the only one, right?" Mi Shan complained.

"Do you think there is a difference?" asked the Corpse Emperor.

"Where did you get it?" Mishan remembered that Holy Terra here, let alone chickens, even flies were almost extinct.

According to the setting, the sacred Terra of Warhammer 40K should have long become a world of death, but because of the sacredness of this planet to humans, it has been forcibly shaped into the current holy realm.

There is no air, and the warships are transported in formation.

Without water, warships were transported in formation.

Without food and other necessary and unnecessary resources, warships ships ship in formation.

Because humans are called sacred Terra. Without humans, it is a deserted garbage dump with nothing.

Therefore, finding a chicken on this kind of planet can no longer be described as difficult.

The possibility is similar to the Shiba Inu raised by the Corpse Emperor, and the current God of War suddenly ran outside the palace.

Originally, Mishan thought the other corpse king would say something, "turned the Holy Terra upside down, and finally found this chicken somewhere."

As a result, the Corpse Emperor said directly: "I raised it."

"..." Mi Shan's expression was stiff for at least half a minute and said, "How did you raise it? No, where did you get it?"

"A rooster of pure Holy Terra's blood, without any impurities." The Corpse Emperor said seriously.

"Did you start raising eggs?" Mishan complained, the question is where did the eggs come from.

"No, it starts from a more basic place." The Corpse Emperor replied.

"..." After hearing the answer from the Corpse Emperor, Mi Shan lowered her head and looked at the rooster with her head raised for a while, then raised her head and asked, "Twenty-first Prince?"

"The exact number should be twenty-two." The Corpse Emperor corrected.

"Is there really a pair of Alpha?" Mi Shan asked.

"Twins have certain research value." The Corpse King may be laughing, but he could not see it at all.

"So you plan to give me your 22nd son?" Mi Shan asked.

"I'm not interested in becoming a chicken's father," said the Corpse Emperor.

As soon as the Corpse Emperor finished speaking, hundreds of kilometers away, a fifteenth prince Magnus, who was curled up in the little yellow duck hanger, sneezes on a motorcycle that was racing in the heavy rain.

(Narrator: Because Magnus is the Tsengchi Demon... he used to be, so after he ascended to the devil, he looked very much like a bird, and he could also be regarded as a chicken)

"How much can a chicken like this be exchanged for in your world?" Mi Shan, who could not see the images hundreds of kilometers away, then asked the Corpse Emperor.

"Hundreds of planets? Or a star-zone fleet? Or a dog? A fat chef?" The Corpse Emperor pointed out several possibilities and continued: "But I don't think you should exchange it for these things."

"...That's right, after all, it's a crowing chicken." Mi Shan knew very well what the Corpse Emperor raised a crowing chicken.

When the rooster crows, it is when the sun rises.

When the rooster crows, it is when you get up.

This is the first universal alarm clock for humans, which is most suitable to wake someone up.

"Remember to go to my place to take a look after it after getting up..." Mi Shan said with her eyes on the body where the Corpse King had only bones left.

Greenhill was able to resurrect the dying heroes in the Holy Terra Valhalla, but he could not resurrect the corpse king.

Even outside the gate of eternity, and even the entire world hope that the corpse king in front of him will stand up again and lead the desire of mankind, hundreds of millions of times the beliefs that reside in the Temple of Heroes.

He couldn't revive the Corpse Emperor... If possible, Mi Shan had already done it, but unfortunately he couldn't do it.

Because the way the Corpse Emperor was born was the first "sacrifice" of human civilization in this world for the first time "sacrifice" born in order to "protect civilization" and "protect race".

It is a "great existence" that the ancient sanctuary of this world has always pursued but cannot be reached

(Narrator: In this book, the birth method of Warhammer 40K Emperor is based on the setting of the fan animation "speaker". Because the "speaker" uses the old version of the rules, there is no need to worry about any conflicts)

(Narrator: GW, the heretics polluted by chaos, know about the basket warhammer)

Because of this setting, there are only two ways to truly resurrect the zombie king, either sacrifice the entire human being in this world and give birth to a new evil god in the subspace... just like the birth process of Slaanesia.

Either become a "person" again and start from scratch.

"I will do it, wait until my work is done." said the Corpse Emperor.

"I feel like you are busy with work, and another ten thousand years have passed." Mi Shan said with a smile.

"Then I can only hope that at that time, our current situation can be changed." After the Corpse Emperor finished speaking, he immediately followed a long paragraph of "hahahah..."

"My family is different from yours." Mi Shan said confidently.

"Ten thousand years is a long time." The corpse emperor thought that Mi Shan was a dead duck's mouth.

"..." Mi Shan, who heard this attitude from the other party's tone, narrowed her eyes and suddenly said, "You gave me this chicken, right?"

"Well, its mission has been completed." The Corpse Emperor didn't know what Mi Shan was going to do.

"No... for me, this is not the real mission." Mi Shan raised the corner of her mouth and said with a smile on her face in conjunction with her squinting eyes.

Half an hour later, Mishan personally bleed and plucked her hair. The big rooster who had been cleaned up was inserted into a grill. Mishan shook the grill on the brazier while applying secret sauce to the big rooster:

"I like to eat roasted chicken wings~~"... and I use the singing.
Chapter completed!