Wei Mu looked at the multi-dimensional Rubik's Cube in his hand, and was a little overwhelmed for a while.

Tarasin really had a problem for him.

He had heard of Clone Fugan's loyalty and purity, and he also wanted to take it with him to cultivate him, and see where he could eventually go under his own teaching—even if it was the same person and doing the same thing, the final result would be very different, how could he be sure that Clone Fugen would definitely follow the old path of ontological confusion?

Wei Mu doesn't believe this, the situation is completely different, good or not.

Without the emperor's constraints, the Fugen of the ontology can open up the waves, but the clone cannot, and the living environment of the two is very different.

What's more, in Wei Mu's opinion, as long as the ontological Fugen didn't touch the sword, there was really nothing.

However, the guy in Baier himself has a wrong outlook, and in order to achieve the so-called "new human", he even did not hesitate to use hundreds of millions of ordinary people for experiments.

Clone Fugen stays by his side, and it's not normal to not throw himself into chaos.

But the big problem now is that the Empire will never tolerate the existence of the Clone, let alone a renegade.

Not to mention the rebellious primordials that accepted the cloning, the great sage Belisarius Kaur had hoped to use all the genetic seeds, including the nine renegade legions, to make the original Star Marines, and he believed that each legion created by the emperor had its own unique meaning, and even this behavior scared Killiman half to death, and he quickly ordered to ban his crazy idea.

It's a move that can shake the faith of the loyalists - they fight the traitors to the death in the front, while the people behind are secretly continuing the traitor's bloodline, and if it is not handled well, it will be a large civil war.

Perhaps the Grand Sage of Kaul was right, but given the benefits and the current state of the empire, it was not worth the risk.

And the impact of accepting the cloned Fugen will only be worse than the impact of accepting the genetic seeds of the Renegade Corps, and the gains will not outweigh the losses at all.

Wei Mu had another arrangement that was both simple and profitable, but he himself was very disgusted with it.

"Anyway, let him out and talk about it and see what the situation is." Wei Mu thought for a while, and finally decided.

He had to check the current state of Clone Fogen before he could make the next move.

"Think about it carefully, young man, if this clone is hostile to you, it will be difficult for your entire shipload to take him down." Orickon warned.

Orikan had always had a psychological shadow about what Taracin had sent, and the last time the damn guy sent him a bunch of Katachan scorpions, which caused him a lot of damage to his family, and it took him a long time to clean them up.

"Isn't there Master Orican on this subject? Since Tarasin can easily capture this clone, you should be able to deal with it as well. Wei Mu flattered.

The astrologer was a little caught off guard by this answer

"Of course."

However, he still held his head up gracefully, showing his self-confidence.

After teasing the astrologer, Wei Mu took a deep breath and sorted out his mood.

The crowd around them also stared with bated breath to prevent possible accidents.

Then, Wei Mu raised his hand and released the trapped clone in the multi-dimensional Rubik's Cube.

It was a tall human being, a man with a flawless body and countenance.

His skin was as white as jade, extremely soft, but the muscles of his body were full of tenacious strength.

The well-proportioned limbs seem to be natural, and every subtle movement is full of grace and coordination.

Those violet eyes are as clear and kind as gems, and they can make everyone who looks at them feel enchanted.

The long silky silver hair shone brighter than any treasure.

It is impossible for a mortal body to grow to this extent, and this is also evident in Killiman.

Lord Regent didn't do anything, as long as he went there, the group of people around him would feel dizzy and dizzy, and they would be deeply impressed by the powerful momentum of the original body.

It's no wonder that people deify the emperor and the primordial body, their existence is too much beyond people's imagination.

It's just that such a perfect person has a deep sadness on his face that can't be dissolved, and the aura he exudes is enough to even make the surrounding imperial soldiers can't help but feel heartbroken for his sadness.

For Clone Fogen, his time was still stuck in the second when he was betrayed by Bayer.

In order to obtain a large number of Third Legion genetic seeds in Tarasin's hands, and also to avoid being captured by the figure king, Fabius Baier finally chose to use Clone Fogen as a bargaining chip.

Obviously, Clone Fugen is so loyal, so righteous, and integrates the beauty of the world, and his body is shining with the dazzling light of human nature.

He declares that he will never turn his back on the empire and throw himself into chaos, he will slash those traitors, and he will lead those around him on the right path.

However, in Byer's eyes, what he sees is the return of the young phoenix - this clone is exactly the same as Fogen back then, and it is bound to end up in the arms of chaos because of the pursuit of perfection.

Cloning Fugen will not be the salvation of the Emperor's Son, nor will it be the salvation of humanity, he will only be a new trouble, a potential enemy of humanity.

But from Clone Fogen's point of view, he was very incomprehensible.

He tried to do everything he could, trying to satisfy Byer, but for this reason, he was denied by Byer, who was his mentor and creator, and even suffered a backstab for it—because of the failure of the ontology.

The real Fugen has fallen. So that no matter what he does as a clone, he will only get a negative ending.

He also asked Bair what was the reason for creating him, but all he got from the old Chinese medicine doctor was the desperate answer that "cloning Fugen was a mistake and he had to correct it".

This is good, even the meaning of existence has been directly denied.

At this time, Klonfugen's heart seemed to have fallen into an abyss.

In other words, all he had left in his head was the idea of rottenness.

The original clone looked at the people in front of him, his eyes unabated with sadness and a little confusion.

Because there are humans, space marines, orcs, eldar harlequins, and space necrons on this battleship at the same time, as if there is a party scene that should not exist.

"Hello, Primordial Vogrim, the Son of the Emperor of the Third Legion, I'm the Maelstrom Envoy, and I'm glad to meet you." Wei Mu took the initiative to greet the confused clone.

"So you're Imperial?" Fogen just asked.

"That's right, we're sweeping through the maelstrom and trying to shut this down forever"

"It's good to be an Imperial!" Fugen directly interrupted Wei Mu's words, and said with some excitement, "Kill me, dissect me, you must not have dissected a single primordial body, even if it is just a clone, the biotechnology applied to me should be able to provide you with a great boost, help you destroy the enemies of humanity as soon as possible - this is the only contribution I can make to the Empire." ”

After the words of the clone of the primordial body, everyone in the immediate field fell silent.

(End of chapter)