35: Chapter 35: The Primarch Family Portrait, 13th Master Guilliman.

Soon, the new round of the Anti-War Game Conference was officially held.

Unexpectedly, as soon as Yang Gao arrived at the venue, he was surrounded by players.

"Brother Gao, you really made us look hard for you!"

"Is something the matter?" Seeing the aggressive players, Yang Gao's heart hammered. He hadn't done anything recently, so why was he being surrounded by players?

"Didn't you promise to finish 'Shield of the Underworld', but instead you gave us the second phase of Vraks?"

"Misunderstanding, it's a misunderstanding!"

Seeing that he was about to be mobbed, Yang Gao quickly said, "This conference is exactly why I came here for that."

"Really?"

"Truer than real gold and silver."

"Then we'll believe you one more time."

Hearing Yang Gao's promise, the players reluctantly dispersed.

Seeing this, Yang Gao couldn't help but wipe away a cold sweat.

Standing under the spotlight, Yang Gao looked at the endless sea of audience members below the stage and began to feel nervous—he had never seen such a scene in his previous life.

"Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to the Anti-War Game Conference!

Next, let us take a look at the past achievements of the contestants.

Contestant No. 1, Long Aotian, whose work 'Dragon King's Crooked Smile' became a hit across the internet. So, what is his purpose in transitioning to participate in our Anti-War Game Conference this time?"

"I came this time to prevent certain antisocial terrorists from corrupting social morality." As he spoke, he turned his head to glance in Yang Gao's direction, "I advise someone: trash games should be put together with trash."

The other contestants knew exactly who Long Aotian was talking about and, in unison, all looked at Yang Gao.

Yang Gao felt a bit bewildered and sneezed. At this moment, his thoughts had already drifted far away, much like when he was in school, fantasizing about traveling into 'warhammer 40k', kicking Khorne and punching Tzeentch.

As soon as Long Aotian finished speaking, the audience below the stage began to stir, arguing with one another.

"Brother Long is right, this kind of trash game should sit at the same table as trash!"

"It should be put in the recycling bin; otherwise, it's not even worth that much!"

"Damn it, what did we Warhammer players ever do to you?"

"Exactly, play if you like, get lost if you don't!"

Seeing that the situation was becoming difficult to control, the host quickly tried to smooth things over, saying, "Let's listen to Yang Gao's creative ideas and the upcoming plot arrangements."

Subsequently, Yang Gao projected an image onto the large screen behind him. The projected image was none other than the Emperor and the Primarchs from his previous life. In the center of the image was a portrait of a figure wearing a golden laurel-style helmet, solemn and sacred; the portraits on both sides varied greatly, some dark, while others were as sacred and solemn as the central figure.

"What is this?"

"Brothers, look! That figure in the middle, doesn't it look like the Emperor from the 'Emperor's Great Crusade Star Map'?"

"It really does!"

"Is Brother Gao going to reveal the secrets? So looking forward to it!"

"What kind of piece of junk is this? What era is this, and it still has such blurry portraits?"

"Like I said, trash games should stay with trash!"

Seeing the order that had been hard-won was about to fall into chaos again because of these few words, the host quickly changed the subject, "So, what was your idea behind projecting this image?"

"This relates to my future creations."

"Can you tell us who the people in the picture are?"

"You brothers shouldn't be strangers to the one in the middle; this is the Emperor."

As soon as he finished speaking, it was like throwing a stone into a calm lake, immediately causing an uproar.

"I told you I didn't guess wrong!"

"Oh my, looking at it like this, he's actually quite handsome!"

Seeing that the effect was good, the host quickly struck while the iron was hot and said, "And what about the rest of them?"

"Please allow me to keep it a secret for now.

Now, I will introduce one—this one will be relevant to the upcoming story and will appear directly.

He has many titles,

He is the Thirteenth Primarch, the 13th Lord, Lord of Ultramar, Blue Grandpa, Sword of Unity, Master of the Armies, Imperial Commander-in-Chief, Avengers Son, War King, Master of the Five Hundred Worlds, Lord of Order, and the renowned Imperial Regent, Roboute Guilliman!"