Forced to die just after becoming invincible in Warhammer?

Then, a strange and interesting idea emerged in his mind.

He placed two brightly colored doll carriages side by side, like a pair of close friends, ready to perform a joyous feast together.

The baby carriages placed side by side look more spectacular and interesting, as if they are also looking forward to the next exciting moment.

The Emperor excitedly sat in the middle seat of the side-by-side stroller. There was still some milk left in the bottle in his hand, and his face was filled with a smile of anticipation and joy.

With his gentle command, two coins were dropped into the two strollers, and they began to sway synchronously. They swayed from side to side with a full sense of rhythm, as if they were dancing for the emperor's double happiness.

Nursery rhymes came out of these two baby carriages, they were in sync! Read - Medical Abandonment (Eight) Si Qi played and sang without wheels.

The emperor also hummed the nursery rhyme to the rhythm of the stroller's rocking. His singing and the rocking sound of the stroller intertwined to form a beautiful symphony.

His happiness and satisfaction seemed to infect the entire room.

Let every place be filled with golden light.

At this moment, the emperor seemed to have returned to his carefree childhood. He forgot all the troubles and disputes in the world and was immersed in this simple and pure happiness.

At this moment, Aurora, the toddling child, was walking towards the palace firmly with her slightly difficult steps. She felt it, it was there.

Every step she took seemed so difficult, as if the road under her feet was full of endless obstacles.

Because of her biological father, she was forced to walk when she was just one day old.

But her red eyes sparkled with determination and courage, a desire and exploration of the unknown world.

Her hands tightly grasped the railing beside her, and the red-gold spiritual energy wrapped around her. With the help of this power, she moved forward step by step. The people around her seemed unable to sense her presence.

Her journey was long and difficult, but Aurora never gave up. She was determined to get back her milk powder cans and her and her sister's car.

Although her heart was filled with curiosity and yearning for the palace she passed by, there were things she wanted to find ahead, which could not make her stop.

As she got closer to the palace, the surrounding scenery kept changing.

The gorgeous decorations, precious furnishings, and the busy palace servants all made her feel novel and excited.

Her pace slowed down.

There was a glint of curiosity in her eyes, as if she wanted to take it all in.

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Chapter 29 Yellow Thing

When she arrived at the palace where the emperor was, the room was in a mess, with bottles and cans all over the floor, and it looked very messy.

The emperor was riding above the stroller, and the two strollers he was sitting in were singing beautiful nursery rhymes, and the emperor sang along with them.

Seeing this scene, the Primarch's originally red eyes became even redder, and her tender little face was covered with tear marks. She had not expected that she would have to pay such a tragic price just for being dazzled by the decorated palace for a short time. She did not keep the treasure given to her by her mother, and had to watch her love succumb to someone else. Her heart was bleeding with grief.

"You stupid yellow thing."

At that moment, the hatred and anger in the young Primarch's heart grew like a raging flame.

Her body was enveloped in a strong red-gold light, which became increasingly dazzling, as bright as a young sun.

Aurora ran, kicked her feet hard, and leaped into the air, rushing straight towards the emperor sitting on the claw machine, as if pouring out all her anger and sorrow.

But unfortunately, the little Primarch's efforts were in vain, and she ultimately failed to defeat the huge Emperor.

Although her tender little hand was clenched into a fist and she used all her strength to strike the emperor's face, the blow was like a breeze, causing no pain to the emperor, and not even causing his face to tremble the slightest.

The emperor stopped singing the nursery rhyme. His face still had that contemptuous smile on it, as if he was mocking the little sun's powerlessness and insignificance. His face was so thick that even time and years could not leave any trace on it.

The Emperor easily moved the little Primarch aside with his powerful arm, as if he were moving an insignificant object.

Under this irresistible force, the little sun fell to the ground without any resistance, like a fallen leaf blown by the wind.

Her body hit the cold ground hard, and she felt the pain instantly sweep through her body, making her unable to help but let out a painful groan.

Despite suffering his first setback in life, the fighting spirit in the little Primarch was not extinguished.

She gritted her teeth, with an unyielding light in her eyes, and stood up from the ground again.

She ran like a tireless little sun, and leaped up with a resolute momentum, rushing towards the emperor again.

However, each attack was like a stone falling into the ocean, easily resolved by the Emperor's thick skin, and then she was ruthlessly knocked down again.

This scene repeated dozens of times, and the little Primarch's body was exhausted, but she still persisted and refused to give up.

Her persistence seemed to have touched a nerve in the Emperor, or perhaps he was just getting impatient with the little sun.

The emperor snorted coldly, and powerful spiritual energy fluctuations emanated from his body.

He waved his hand lightly, as if to drive away an annoying fly, and the little Primarch was swept up by this invisible force and thrown to the outskirts of the palace in an instant.

Aurora fell heavily to the ground, dust flew up, and the air around her seemed to freeze at this moment.

The little Primarch lay there, gasping for breath, his eyes filled with both unwillingness and helplessness, knowing that the gap between himself and that yellow-skinned thing was too big.

The people outside the palace were originally busy with their own things, either talking or trading, with a strong atmosphere of life.

However, when the little sun was suddenly thrown down from the sky and fell heavily to the ground, all the sounds seemed to stop in an instant.

They looked up at the sky in surprise, then quickly shifted their gaze to the little Primarch.

Some people showed worried expressions, while others began to whisper and talk among themselves.

"Oh, who is this? How did he fall from the sky?" an old lady shouted in surprise.

"Looking at her attire, she seems to be at least a noble." The tall man did not recognize the little Primarch, but when he saw her attire and the friendly feeling she exuded, like the sun, warming everyone, he knew she was extraordinary.

The little Primarch struggled to get up from the ground, but the pain in her body did not make her flinch.

She staggered towards a tall man who was selling fruit at a stall not far away.

The original body smelled the fragrance of fruit.

The man was busy greeting guests. When he saw the little Primarch coming over, he couldn't help but be stunned.

He noticed the little primarch's exhausted body and dusty gorgeous clothes, but what impressed him more were the little primarch's red eyes.

Looks pitiful.

Without hesitation, he handed the fruits in his hand to the little Primarch, which was a silent gesture of kindness and care.

After all, who can resist the charm of the original body?

The little Primarch took the fruit, a glint of gratitude flashing in her eyes, and she whispered, "Thank you."

The tall man looked at the little Primarch's figure, and a complex emotion welled up in his heart.

This reminded him of something.

He muttered to himself, "That golden bastard, after using us up, he just left us outside the palace to fend for ourselves. What a despicable guy!"

His voice was low, but full of anger and dissatisfaction, as he did every day, his diatribes expressing anger at the Emperor's indifference and callousness.

The man had passionately described a grand blueprint to him and his companions - they would become Thunder Warriors, fight together in all directions, and unify the entire Terra.

Not long ago, in an era full of glory and dreams, the Thunder Warriors were the most heroic warriors under the Emperor, shouldering the heavy responsibility of defending the Empire and conquering the enemy.

However, when the dawn of victory shone upon Terra, and after the unification of Terra was completed, what awaited the Thunder Warriors was not eternal glory and comfort.

They faced three completely different fates: either transform into Astartes, continue to serve the Emperor, and take on more difficult tasks; or live outside the palace, give up their original identity and status, and integrate into the lives of ordinary people; or be executed because of genetic instability and become a victim of the Emperor.

He didn't even show any comfort to us old soldiers from the old times. Only the Regent took pity on us and allowed us to do some business outside the palace so that we could survive.

"How did you fall from the sky?" The tall man suppressed the sadness in his heart and asked the child.

Aurora responded to the kind-hearted man: "I was thrown out of a very luxurious palace by a yellow creature wearing yellow clothes and feeling very friendly."

"There's a very friendly yellow thing, wearing yellow clothes, alone in a very luxurious palace."

He probably knew who it was.

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Chapter 30 Mother

Aurora stood in front of the tall vendor, her eyes sweeping over the burly farmers, vendors, and boxers around him.

She had to look up to see the faces of these people. Their size and strength seemed so formidable that they could easily push a thin girl like her aside.

"I will defeat the yellow-skinned thing. There shouldn't be such a dangerous thing in the palace." Aurora's words were firm and powerful, and she looked into the merchant's eyes.

Upon hearing this, the vendor smiled and expressed his support.

He patted his chest and promised that he would find help for the little girl Aurora and work together for this goal.

However, when Aurora's eyes swept over the tall helpers again, a trace of doubt arose in her heart.

Her intuition told her that these people were not dangerous and could be trusted.

Although these men are tall and strong, their occupations and backgrounds are quite diverse.

There were farmers, vendors, and boxers, looking like a mixed group. Aurora couldn't help but doubt their fighting ability and cohesion.

Aurora pulled the vendor aside and asked hesitantly, "Hey, are these people really capable?" There was a hint of uncertainty in her eyes. After all, these seemingly ordinary farmers, vendors and boxers in front of her were far from the image of helpers she expected.

Upon hearing this, the merchant Will frowned, dissatisfied with his questioning, and corrected him, "My name is Will, not so-and-so. The loyalty and honor of these people are worthy of your remembrance. Even the most powerful of the Imperial Guards cannot extinguish their courage and honor."

Aurora felt a little more at ease after hearing what Will said, but she still felt a little...

So, she said, "Then let's go now, take them to the palace, and start our operation."

However, Will shook his head, looked at the vegetables and fruits displayed next to the furniture, and said, "No, we still have to sell those."

"Oh, is that so?" Aurora was a little disappointed when she heard that. Then she said, "Then I'll sell these things together for you."

Will listened to Aurora, smiled and nodded, and said, "That's a good idea. Observe them while you're at it. After all, understanding a person's qualities and abilities requires time and opportunity, and these are things you'll have to experience in the future."

"Later? What do you mean?"

Will didn't answer her.

So, Will and Aurora started their vegetable selling journey together.

They set up their stall and started shouting, attracting the attention of many passers-by.

The moment everyone saw the little Primarch, it seemed as if time had stopped.

Her unique image - white hair and red eyes - instantly attracted everyone's attention.

The Primarch's charm was everywhere, and both the Thunder Warriors and other onlookers were deeply infected by her.

The little sun not only has outstanding appearance, but also has extraordinary talents and charm. Her appearance seems to have brought a mysterious power to these thunder warriors, and they have more or less seen the shadow of Emperor Huang.

Not only that, the little primarch also brought huge benefits to these thunder warriors like a lucky cat.

From now on, whether it is victory in battle or success in business, it seems that it is the good luck and wealth brought by her.

These veterans actually felt admiration for this little kid.

They also became busy, some helped to greet guests, and some were responsible for carrying goods.

During this process, Aurora carefully observed the performance of these people.

She found that despite their different identities – farmers, traders, boxers – everyone in the team had a clear division of labor. This clear division of responsibilities enabled them to carry out their work in an orderly manner and avoided unnecessary conflicts and confusion.

It's as if they have received professional training.

When she saw this scene, this passage emerged in her mind: In team management, it is very important to have a clear division of labor and responsibilities, which can not only avoid conflicts and confusion, but also improve the overall efficiency and competitiveness of the team.

This seems to be what is written in the book.

She decided to sell the vegetables with Will first, and then take these helpers to the palace to start their revolutionary journey.

At this moment, in the silvery and magnificent palace, the Regent and his two maids were each holding a Primarch, enjoying a moment of peace.

However, this tranquility was soon broken by an urgent report from Wang Shi's subordinates.

"Your Majesty, Regent, I have something important to report." The king's servant hurried into the hall with a hint of nervousness and uneasiness on his face.

Xi frowned slightly and motioned for him to continue.

"Your Excellency, we found a little girl who looked very similar to you outside the palace. She was selling things on the street, attracting quite a bit of attention," the king's servant said. "The little girl also said..."

"Oh, what did you say?"

"He's going to go into the palace and defeat the yellow thing. Now she has recruited a lot of thunder warriors."

"Are you sure? How do you know she's going to fight that yellow-skinned thing?" The Regent's face changed when she heard that. The yellow-skinned thing was either the imperial guards or the emperor, and there was no one else in the palace.

"Every time someone buys something from her, she'll say she'll help with any purchase or sale, and this time their actions seem to be related to capturing a target called the yellow-skinned thing." After all, they also went to buy things from the child who looked like the king.

She put down the Primarch in her arms, stood up, and stared at the king's servants with a sharp gaze.