StarCraft: Tyranid Empire

Chapter 85 Too Much Flattery
"But we are Kel-Morians," said a Swann.

"There is no difference in my opinion." Augustus spread his hands.

Swan and several of his clansmen took a look, and one of them, who looked like Swan's brother, said, "We were born here, grew up here, and never thought of leaving Meinhof."

"Even if you can really do it, the old people in the family will not agree. The Kel-Morians, the only thing that cannot be abandoned is their homeland and traditions. Only in the most desperate situation will we choose to leave our homeland."

Swan also found it strange that this Tyrann officer, whom he had never met before, thought highly of him too.Suddenly, he had the illusion that he was really powerful.

But isn't the other party really playing tricks on him?
Just relying on a resume that cannot prove the authenticity, it is determined that he is worth recruiting at any cost... Even if it is true, Swan's achievements are actually not outstanding. He believes that there must be many people in the Tyrannian Federation Much better than a miner who has never received higher education.

This is so weird.

Maybe this officer is really the noble son of the Mengsk family, but often this kind of person will overestimate his ability before he has experienced severe beatings, and will do some earth-shattering things that actually cannot stand scrutiny.There are nearly 2000 people in the Swan family. Even if they can't survive anymore, they will not pin their fate on a young man who has no beard.

"Of course, these are just some of my personal thoughts, and they are not mature enough. But my family really lacks talents like you, whether it is mining or military technology." Augustus didn't expect Swan to agree immediately, nor did he Counting on him to follow him now: "I hope you can consider this invitation carefully. No matter when, the Mengsk family will reserve your place."

"The reason why I did this was not on a whim, but after a long time of thinking. Mr. Swan, staying in this mine in Meinhof will only bury your talent, and the eagle of Koprulu should spread its wings Goofy."

Augustus thought about this issue, that is, if Keha IV wants to revolt, the development of the military industry must be indispensable.In this regard, Korhal's foundation is much weaker than Tarsonis'.

Not only Swan, he needs talents, from all walks of life, the more the better.Regardless of origin, regardless of cost.

"Your talents are far beyond your own imagination, Mr. Swan, your future lies in the sea of ​​stars, above the Milky Way, not between the rocks and the wasteland." Augustus finally said: "When the human race is still In ignorance, when the first imaginative primitive man sat by the bonfire and looked up at the starry sky, the conquest of the universe had already begun.”

Swan realizes that Augustus is serious and isn't wasting his time kidding himself, but it's hard for Swan and his brothers not to chalk it up to a young man's overly imaginative mind and his wild fantasies .

Maybe Augustus, since Alexander and Caesar, wants to be the conqueror of the universe, but maybe he is really capable of great things?

"I don't know what I can help you with." Swan was a little moved, but he still doubted his ability: "If you want to repair the machine, repair some scrap copper, or add a wheel to the robot or something Well, I'm pretty good at that. Seriously, what great things can you expect a miner to do."

"Many, many, for example, new power armor, new tanks, new giant walking armor, and new battlecruisers, and you are the founder of these great inventions." Augustus blinked his cold gray eyes Staring at Swan without blinking, he began to draw big cakes: "A huge technology group called Swan Engineering will be born in your hands."

"I never thought about this." Swan's eyes widened: "Go on."

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"Imagine that the rapid development of science and technology will be used to improve people's livelihood in the end, and you will be a great man who benefits mankind." Augustus continued to paint cakes: "After many, many years, children will dig stone statues for you and erect them. monument."

"I like this." Swan stroked his swarthy beard: "But I have to think about it, there are too many things to worry about when I travel far. I haven't heard of Keha, let alone Forget about Korha's Mengsk family."

In fact, as long as Swan wanted to, he could leave Meinhof immediately and seek a good job on the core planet of Kel Morian.But he stayed on this desolate planet until 2500 years ago, and it was not until he could not stand the exploitation of the Kel-Morian bureaucracy that he rebelled angrily that Swann joined the Raynor Rangers.

But before that, there was not a son of a wealthy noble who suddenly came over and said that even if it is not for money, you must realize your ideals and aspirations.

"Of course. It doesn't matter if you don't make a decision now, we can sign the contract a year later." Augustus showed a bright smile.

"What?" Before Swann could speak, his cousins ​​were talking in whispers—very low, they thought.

"Purchase contract? We are not slaves of Tyrann entrepreneurs."

"It's protected by law," Augustus said.

"No problem, no, I haven't agreed yet." Swan thought for a while and said, "After talking for a long time, I almost forgot what I was here for. Aren't you going to hire me to modify your spaceship?"

"That's right, I'll take you to see her." Augustus stood up and took off his coat from the hanger next to him: "Lisa, you can take a rest."

Augustus led Swan and others out of the supervisory office, walked down the stone stairs step by step, and walked into the open industrial park through a gate guarded by the demon guards of heaven.About one squad of resocialized soldiers was running past Augustus, stopping in unison to salute him. Their discipline amazed the people of Kel-Morian.

On Augustus's way to the temporary hangar, all the workshops have already started, and the workers are busy.And it seems to be very motivated.After Augustus's troops leave, they may have to go back to the time when they couldn't eat enough.

The temporary hangar was converted from a raw material warehouse, and the walls were painted with black and gray paint.The two warehouses next to the hangar were filled with full crates of cut and weighed Ardion crystals, about four-fifths of which had to be handed in, and the rest were put into Augustus's pocket.

After the air valve in the hangar was opened, Swan finally saw the "Little Devil" transport ship painted in black and gray.

"A new upgrade plan. It's not cheap to install a new invisible force field launcher. I've always been straightforward." Swan looked at Augustus and said.

"Boss Mengsk, do you have enough money?"

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