The Burning Horse's meditation room.

What's in a standard White Scar Khan's meditation room?

Like Qin Xia, the Lord of Cowardly Xue, in his meditation room, there are incense, futons, inkstones and brushes, and there are also his calligraphy works hanging on the wall.

Fu Qinghai's meditation room, on the other hand, was very clean, with nothing but the scattered pages of books.

Oh, and a woman.

Fu Qinghai was wearing only a simple pair of pants, shirtless and barefoot, sitting on the ground, with his back against the wall, frowning, holding two fragments in his hand and comparing them repeatedly.

Many of the ancient books collected by Lauster are written by the common language of the Star Wars universe - Oribesh, which is said to be derived from the text of the Infinite Empire of Lakata, Fu Qinghai guessed that if he came to the Star Wars universe, he would be directly loaded with the skills of "Oribesh Mastery" in the reincarnation world, but at present, it can only be translated and annotated according to the annotations of alchemists, as well as statistical and logical analysis.

Fortunately, Fu Qinghai has deciphered some of the languages of space necromancy, has rich experience, and Oribesh is not a complex and abstract language system, each of its letters has a one-to-one correspondence with the English alphabet, Fu Qinghai quickly self-taught the universal language of the Star Wars universe.

Zhang Yuning sat quietly next to Fu Qinghai, looking through a booklet in her hand.

The two share the same hobby of reading.

If it was said that going to bed at first was out of impulse or emotion, but slowly getting along, the two of them felt very comfortable and compatible, Fu Qinghai put down the books in his hand, he had already understood most of the Oribesh and a small part of the ancient Sith language, Fu Qinghai looked at Zhang Yuning sideways, his eyes crossed her smooth facial lines, the angle of the jaw was adducted, the ideal angle, the three-dimensional eyebrow bone and double eyelids, the eyes were large and narrow, the eyelashes were slightly lowered, and the thin suspenders hung on the delicate right-angled shoulders.

"What's wrong?"

Zhang Yuning noticed Fu Qinghai's gaze, raised her head, and looked at the man.

In his gaze, there is no burning desire, only simple appreciation.

"What are you looking at?"

Fu Qinghai asked.

Zhang Yuning raised the cover of the booklet in her hand.

The Emperor's Sacred Words.

Originally, Zhang Yuning felt that the old man she met in the refugee camp in Terra was like a liar selling strong pills under the overpass, but Fu Qinghai told her that it would not be long before this thing would be officially legalized, become the state religion of the empire, and become a powerful force in the empire's political arena and an important part of the empire's people's livelihood.

Not just religion, in the Warhammer 40K universe, they can indeed cash in on the power of faith.

When she was in the Soul Universe, Zhang Yuning once said that even for the horror movie universe, the most important thing is knowledge, she is full of interest in all the literature on the supernatural side, Fu Qinghai doesn't know what career Zhang Yuning was engaged in before entering the world of reincarnation, but he knows one of her hobbies.

Zhang Yuning is the leader of the Douban horror movie team.

Very veteran fan of supernatural horror movies.

"Did you come up with anything?"

Fu Qinghai asked with interest.

Zhang Yuning shook her head:

"No, it's just the cliché nonsense of faith, loyalty, exhortation to do good, oh yes, a vague reference to the possibility that the emperor is a god, and the doomsday prophecies and messianic rhetoric that are common in Western values."

Fu Qinghai shrugged:

"Believing in the power of believing, this sentence is very micro-quotient, but it is appropriate to put it here, perhaps it is the power of conviction that helped the bishops and nuns defeat the demons. I'd rather believe in the power of chainsaws and blasters, though. ”

Hey......

Fu Qinghai finally found out that Zhang Yuning had dressed up today.

I put on lipstick and eye shadow, and it was very light and tangy.

This is the so-called "pseudo-make-up disguise".

In the first few days on the ship, in addition to messing around with Fu Qinghai all day long, making up for the separation of thoughts, and seeking physical happiness, Zhang Yuning just stayed in the back room of the captain's room and fell asleep, too lazy to put on makeup or dress up, and often walked around in Fu Qinghai's clothes.

Zhang Yuning is slender and tall, except for her obsession with All styles, she is a cold hot girl in everything she wears.

Fu Qinghai is a little sluggish, but he is not stupid.

Of course, he was not narcissistic enough to think that Zhang Yuning was dressed up for himself, Fu Qinghai guessed that this was purely a comparison and competitiveness between women.

Because the charm of those three women is also obvious.

Fu Qinghai was about to say something, when suddenly Zhang Yuning reached out and grabbed the back of his hand and said in a low voice:

"I'm sorry."

Fu Qinghai said strangely:

"I'm sorry what?"

"That day, I heard what you said to Eugene."

"What day are you referring to?"

"The day you burned the bodies of the crew and threw them into space."

Fu Qinghai remembered.

Five days ago, with the help of the ghost baby and the symbiote, they finally transported all the broken corpses that remained in the battleship's pipes out and cleaned them up.

Otherwise, there would always be a smell of corpses in the lower decks.

At this point, the number of corpses and the number of dead finally matched, and in the process of the alchemist's troubles, including those who were slashed by lightsabers and torn apart by monsters, the Burning Horse lost a total of one hundred and sixty-three crew members.

This is perhaps insignificant compared to the number of personnel of the entire battleship.

But that day, Fu Qinghai said to Eugene:

"They're not a string of numbers."

This sentence sounds ironic, in the Warhammer 40K universe, human life is a string of simple numbers, and Fu Qinghai's original intention is: at least they are working hard for the operation of this behemoth before they die, and they deserve respect and honor, even if it is only respect in their hearts.

may have been over-interpreted by Zhang Yuning.

Because Zhang Yuning knew that Fu Qinghai never regarded the natives as NPCs.

Fu Qinghai hugged Zhang Yuning in his arms, looked into her eyes, and said seriously and seriously:

"You didn't do anything wrong, why say you're sorry?"

Fu Qinghai thinks that at least the concept of right and wrong can be clear, yes, it was Zhang Yuning who let Lauster get on the boat, but is she for herself? is to give the Epton Sage Stone as a reward, to put it bluntly, it is still helping Fu Qinghai maintain the team and buy people's hearts.

Zhang Yuning glanced at Fu Qinghai blankly, and sneered:

"It's kind of funny that you look stupid when you're serious."

Fu Qinghai also smiled:

"You still look so good when you smile, it reminds me of the first time I saw you smile."

Zhang Yuning restrained her smile and said with a deliberately calm face:

"Hmph, I'm very good at flirting, that's how those two women were picked up by you?"

Fu Qinghai asked innocently:

"What woman?"

Zhang Yuning's teeth rubbed together, and her eyes looked at Fu Qinghai with a faint murderous aura:

"Jiang Yixia ran to the training cage all day and night to watch the fight of a few of you space marines, do you think I don't know?"

Fu Qinghai spread his hands and said:

"She wants to steal our martial arts skills, or she just likes to watch muscular old hand-to-hand combat, who knows?"

Zhang Yuning sneered and asked:

"Then why doesn't she go when you don't?"

"Ugh." Fu Qinghai couldn't answer.

He really hadn't paid attention to this detail.

Zhang Yuning wrinkled her nose, but changed the topic and didn't dwell on it any longer:

"I'll discuss something with you."

"What?"

"Lend me 3,000 assimilation points."

"Borrow?"

Fu Qinghai didn't ask the reason and reason, but pinched Zhang Yuning's cheek with the palm of her hand, her pointed chin rested on Fu Qinghai's palm, and her lips were pinched.

"Woman, do you use the word 'borrow' with me?"

Fu Qinghai was condescending, and his sharp gaze stared directly at Zhang Yuning's narrow and dark eyes.

Zhang Yuning couldn't help laughing:

"Don't pretend to be a domineering president, you don't pretend to be."

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