Trazin the Endless, the overlord of the Necrontyr dynasty, is also the ultimate glue guy and collector. What he likes most in his daily life is to see what things are worthy of collection.

Then capture it in a stasis stance or hypercube maze, and finally put it in his private collection. Basically, if all the reputable ruthless people in this universe are missing, then you can basically go look for them in Trazin.

But what Lin Fan was thinking about now was not the issue of Trazin's collection, but the fact that he had a living overlord in front of him, and an overlord who had not fallen asleep in a great slumber.

He just wanted to ask for more information about the subject. If possible, it would be better to ask about the deeds of the first subject.

"What kind of scene do you like to talk in? According to my understanding of human beings, a good environment can allow both parties to put down their guard and open their hearts." Trazin walked, elegant and calm. These things have been in the distant past He's a noble guy.

Their elegance and etiquette have been turned into instincts. Even if they sacrifice their souls, everyone will become a soulless skeleton. What is left is just a lifeless code under the metal shell of the machine. These overlords have never forgotten it. The glory of old.

Trazin used light to materialize two gorgeous chairs with red velvet and cushions, and motioned for Lin Fan to sit on them.

"If possible, I would rather go to your collection and have a good chat."

"Collection? I have to say that you have given me enough surprises just in the past few days." Trazin looked very happy. He snapped his fingers, and the surrounding environment began to change rapidly. .

From the bottom floor of a hive with ruins and chaotic layout, it turned into a huge room with no ceiling and no head. They were located in one of the corridors, and they were surrounded by Trazin's collection on both sides. wall

"Welcome to the Solemnas Museum."

"So we went from Armageddon to the tomb world of Solemnus?"

"In fact, you should call it my home, not a cold tomb... Although it is indeed a tomb where the Necrontyr's old glory is buried, it is still very rude..."

Trazin chatted with Lin Fan in a calm tone, as if the two had known each other for a long time, but in fact Lin Fan, who had read the setting, did know Trazin very well.

Taking out a wine bottle decorated with gold and gemstones, Trazin poured it into two clear crystal glasses, "Please take a sip, these are the imperial jelly produced in Roman Los Conti Garden World. Basically you can’t find another one besides mine.”

"Because that world was destroyed?"

"Yes, it was destroyed. The Tyranids like that kind of world full of life."

Lin Fan took a sip. Even if he didn't know how to taste wine, he would still think the wine tasted good. "Then Trazin...well, what should I call you? Overlord Trazin or something else."

"That's enough for Trazin, those are just false names."

"Okay Trazin." Lin Fan organized his words. He did have many questions to ask Trazin, but now he had to answer them one by one.

Trazin seemed to know that Lin Fan had many problems, and he did not speak in a hurry. Instead, he shook the wine glass gracefully and took a sip from time to time into his mechanical mouth. The wine was absorbed by the living metal and fed into the entropy increaser. for the power of his body.

He should also be able to feel the taste of wine. After all, these metal skeletons are the material ceiling of the entire Warhammer universe. Even the golden humans from the earlier Federation period cannot catch up with them.

"Uh, so the skewed airdrop pod was your fault?"

"That's right, I just filled in a bunch of codes. That's the highest authority code on Mars headquarters. I can take over all your equipment. As long as he has a console."

"How did you know I was at Armageddon?"

"That little thing around your neck." Trazin pointed at Lin Fan's neck, "That is a piece of military equipment we made during the War in Heaven. You have to understand the creations of those ancient saints and how they like to use them. Things like psychic energy. We had this little thing spread throughout the universe to absorb the psychic energy in the real universe. I detected an abnormality in the data of your thing, so I came here."

"It seems that too much energy was absorbed in the subspace." Lin Fan thought about it, and then asked, "So, why do you know the subject?"

Trazin was silent for a while and answered Lin Fan's question in a nostalgic voice, "Because when the first subject came, I was the first overlord who communicated with her."

"Wait, you mean her?"

"Judging from the appearance and body structure, it is indeed a female in your human concept. Although I am not sure what you subjective people rely on to evaluate gender."

"What's her name?"

"Ah, I remember this very well, and I also want to know something more interesting from you... Her name is Bai Huan, have you heard of this name? A name with the characteristics of the ancient Terra Central Plains , but I don’t think it has any reference value. After all, humans never consider the issue of duplicate names when choosing names. But you subjective people may have new conceptual names?"

Listening to Trazin's words, Lin Fan quickly recalled whether there was a female Hammer player among the people he knew before traveling through time.

There are only a few hammer players there, and now they have added a female requirement. Although it has greatly reduced the difficulty of finding them, it is still difficult...

In Trazin's expectant eyes, Lin Fan could only give him a disappointed reply: "Sorry, I don't know such a person."

"Ah...but that's right..." Trazin's mood dropped, and he held his chin with one hand, wondering what he was thinking about.

"Do you have any other questions?"

"...I don't think so. This conversation is over..."

"Wait!" Seeing Trazin's disappointed look, Lin Fan was also a little anxious. This was an overlord who had dealt with the first subject, and he was also the most talkative person in the Necrontyr dynasty. Just let him It's such a shame that he's gone.

"I still have a few little questions about subjectivity."

"Oh? I'd like to hear the details." Trazin sat back on the chair and looked at Lin Fan.

"Where is the limit of the subject's ability?" This is the only thing Lin Fan wants to know. Only by grasping the limit of his own power can he ensure that he can better survive in this dark world.

He is now like an undead man with full health who can't see his own health bar, wearing a giant suit. He is very muscular and fierce, but he doesn't know when he will die.

"...I don't quite understand what you mean...but I can tell you what the last subject did." Trazin paused for a while and began to retrieve the past from his memory core. long-lasting memory.

On the far wall of the Golden Throne

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