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"The highest order is 40,000, and the average order is 14,000 to complete the Warhammer fic, so you can read with confidence." Zhou Yun has always been dismissive of time travel. After all, who knows what cesspool he will end up in? If he is allowed to time travel, he must at least be given an endless lifespan, must have the power of the first echelon in the entire worldview, must be able to command a huge territory, must have millions of troops loyal to him, must travel to an absolutely safe place, must have hundreds of millions of believers believing in him, must have countless worlds ruled by him, There must be a golden finger that combines the longevity flow, the vest flow, the leader flow, the invincible flow, the family flow, the many children and blessings flow, and the invincible flow at the same time. And it's best if he doesn't have to do anything and just sit there---- So... Terra, the royal palace, on the golden throne, Zhou Yun opened his eyes, "Hey? Do I want to sit on the Golden Throne too?"

Many years later, facing the Doraemon giant statue erected on Mars, The person who respects Angron the most in the universe, a devout believer of the Emperor (probably), the half-brother of Doracall, the most famous garbage guy in the lower areas of the hive, the lingering shadow of Abaddon's life, one of the exits from subspace to the real universe, the demon trash can, "I want to see the real Lord of Baal!", The chosen god of the Val demi-immortal (maybe), the Archangel-chan repairman, Zhou. This is the cloud that I picked up. He will definitely think of that distant afternoon in the Hades galaxy when Sanguinius entrusted him with a dream. "So, Lord Emperor, you really can't blame me for this horse riding!"