The modification lasted the entire night.
It wasn’t until around the same time those vampire heads were reduced to ash that Liam Price regained the ability to move.
Loaded with the [Emperor of Mankind Template], Liam Price freed himself from his half-squatting posture and immediately stretched his stiff body.
“I wonder if sitting on a throne for ten thousand years makes your legs so numb you fall over when you finally stand up.” After poking fun at a certain Old Gold Man in his head, Liam Price reflexively prepared to do what he had done every morning for the past four years.
He needed to make breakfast for little Broly.
Back when he lived alone, he usually grabbed whatever was around for breakfast, or just skipped it if he felt lazy.
But ever since becoming a dad and raising a son, Liam Price’s habits had shifted.
And today, that routine needed another adjustment, because he also had to prepare breakfast for his newly adopted child, Konrad Curze.
“I wonder what infant Primarchs eat?
Hope he’s not a picky eater like a Saiyan.” Looking at little Curze resting quietly on the sofa where he had slept all night, Liam Price decided to prepare some milk for the baby.
Just as he thought about heading downstairs to fetch ingredients from the second-hand fridge he bought a couple of days ago, the fridge door downstairs popped open on its own the instant the thought formed.
Huh?
What followed was even crazier— Milk, beef, eggs, rye bread, and various fruits and vegetables floated out of the refrigerator on their own.
Then, the ingredients organized themselves: items poured into bowls, landed on baking sheets, whisked into egg liquids, or lined themselves up neatly under the chef’s knife to be sliced and diced.
The oven and gas stove ignited automatically, pots and pans floating and hovering as they cooked the food inside them.
Liam Price blinked in astonishment and hastily opened his attribute panel, wondering if the system had sent him a house-elf from Harry Potter.
Naturally, that wasn’t the case.
The [Status] section on the system panel explained the reason behind this “fully automated” breakfast: [Status: In shock.] [Explanation: Host is shocked by accidentally using psychic power (psionics) and making unfounded assumptions.
In fact, because Host possesses the [Emperor of Mankind Template] talent, Host has at least “Alpha-Plus” tier psychic potential and extremely high psychic control skill.
Psionics possess various incredible capabilities.
Please utilize and practice them properly.
Although the Immaterium/Warp does not exist in this universe, excessive and reckless abuse of psionics may still attract the attention of entities from other dimensions (though cooking breakfast with psionics won’t go that far).] So that’s how it is!
Liam Price felt a surge of excitement.
With a mind-over-matter power like psionics backing him up, he and his two toddlers could live much more safely in the Marvel Universe.
Plus, if he could use psionics to cook breakfast…
didn’t that mean he could sleep in on mornings?
Hell yeah!
ヽ(✿ﾟ▽ﾟ)ノ However, before this thrilling thought could last more than a few seconds, little Curze on the sofa burst out crying with a loud “Wah!” “Crap, how could I forget about that!” Liam Price slapped his forehead.
In the Warhammer universe, every single one of the Emperor’s Primarch sons had an equivalent Warp entity.
In other words, all Primarchs possessed powerful psychic talents, just focused in different areas.
Even if a few Primarchs loathed psyker powers and psykers, if they truly wished to use them, a bit of effort was all it took.
Even Angron was no exception before he was implanted with the Butcher’s Nails.
Konrad Curze’s psychic talents were primarily centered on psychic foresight.
In some respects, his prophetic abilities might have been even stronger than Sanguinius’s.
It was just that Curze tended to obsess over dark thoughts and was naturally pessimistic, which caused his visions to always lean negative, and acting on those visions invariably led to tragedy.
Right now, the baby was likely crying because the flare of psychic energy had triggered his talent, making him “see” some awful nightmare in his sleep.
“Shh, good boy, don’t cry…” Liam Price immediately stopped using psionics for cooking, picking up the baby and rocking him gently to soothe him.
Right then, Broly—who had been fast asleep cuddling the sled dog Ah Fu—woke up, hopped off the bed, and ran out.
Seeing his eldest son staring at him holding another baby with a look of utter disbelief, Liam Price suddenly felt that awkward sensation of tying another girl’s shoelaces and getting caught red-handed by his girlfriend.
“Uh, Broly, look at this little crybaby,” Liam Price stammered out, braving the awkwardness to tell the truth.
“He’s your little brother from now on.” Broly froze for a moment.
The next second, the boy leaped three meters into the air with joy, throwing both hands up.
“Awesome!
Dad, you stayed out all night just to give birth to a little brother for me to play with, right?!” Liam Price: O__O “… Speechless as he was, Liam Price patiently explained to Broly that he couldn’t “give birth” to a brother, and that the baby named Konrad Curze was actually adopted last night.
“…But Curze really is your younger brother,” Liam Price said.
“You two can play together from now on.” Broly was thrilled.
Back in Alaska, his only playmate had been the sled dog Ah Fu.
Now, right after moving, he had another playmate.
Overjoyed, Broly activated his Sky Dance Technique and flew around the converted second-hand factory building.
“Dad, you’re the best!” “Dad, do you know magic?!” “Dad, can I have another little brother?!” “…” Unlike the original Legendary Super Saiyan Broly from Dragon Ball, the Broly raised by Liam Price was much more like a normal kid, or at least had a far better personality.
Even at such a young age, the boy was already providing his old man with emotional support!
Liam Price felt a deep sense of gratification—his hard work over the past four years hadn’t gone to waste.
With that in mind, he handed little Curze over to Broly—a Primarch was far from fragile compared to an ordinary baby anyway—while he hummed a cheerful tune and went downstairs to personally cook breakfast for the kids.
As Liam Price cooked, he pulled up his attribute panel.
While checking his [Status] earlier, he had noticed a few changes on his panel.
Accidentally using psionics to make breakfast, brief as it was, had added a novice skill: [Psionic Telekinesis].
Furthermore, after loading the [Emperor of Mankind Template] yesterday, his attributes had undergone significant changes.
Unlike the previously acquired [Saiyan Upper-Class Warrior] talent, the [Emperor of Mankind Template] focused its personal enhancements on four stats: [Physique], [Intelligence], [Charisma], and [Perception].
[Physique] had increased the most, more than tripling his original value in one go.
Liam Price figured this was likely tied to the Emperor being a rare Perpetual among humanity.
In the Warhammer universe, Perpetuals not only measured their lifespans in millennia, but some could even regenerate from psychic power elsewhere in the universe even after having every single cell obliterated.
In terms of [Intelligence], the Emperor was himself a supreme scientist, leading countless reclamation projects of ancient technology in the Warhammer universe and creating innumerable mechanical and biological marvels.
As for [Perception], with the Emperor’s psychic power, interstellar communication across light-years was effortless, allowing him to target an individual light-years away and exert influence on them and their physical surroundings.
And as for [Charisma]…
Put it this way: even after the Horus Heresy, if everyone who remained loyal to the Emperor were converted into a grain of sand…
Those grains of sand would probably be enough to build a peak as tall as the Himalayas on Holy Terra.
With the [Emperor of Mankind Template] talent, not only had these four attribute values risen considerably, but his potential cap had jumped to 1,300.
As for the “Infinity” note next to the potential cap, Liam Price suspected it was likely related to the Emperor’s potential ascension as the fifth Chaos God in the Warp following the Ruinous Powers.
Only in that state would his attributes truly become infinite.
However, if he became the fifth Chaos God, the Emperor’s human aspect would completely cease to exist.
“If that’s what it takes to get ‘Infinity,’ I wouldn’t want it either.” Liam Price felt he could understand the Emperor’s perspective.
Setting aside grand narratives like “for all mankind,” if one lost their “self” in the pursuit of power, would the person who became stronger still be who they originally were?
Power was merely a means, not the end.
One shouldn’t get the sequence twisted.
“Besides, a potential cap of 1,300 is plenty for now.
Who knows how long it’ll take to max out these stats anyway.”