Wander!blue star

Chapter 503 Negotiations
"Impossible! Absolutely impossible!"

After hearing the conditions offered by the coalition government, Trazin jumped up emotionally. He rejected the coalition government's proposal without thinking, and showed a hint of anger.

"You are so greedy!" Trazin said through gritted teeth, "You are just like fat rats in the barn!"

Coalition diplomats showed no emotion.

He knew that Trazin's actual psychological activities must be different from what he showed, because the Necron's emotional fluctuations were objectively limited by the lack of souls, and would not be as vivid as Trazin's current performance.

In other words, Trazin is now performing emotions.

It is certain that Trazin was dissatisfied with the conditions proposed by the coalition government, but not to the extent that he showed it.

"We will not agree to this condition under any circumstances." Trazin said decisively, "It can only be one-third at most, and the technology used to destroy the Star God back then is already incomplete, so I can't give it to you."

Trazin felt that the coalition government was crazy for wanting to "explode gold coins" and actually asked the Necrons to provide all technology, equipment samples and Star God fragments in exchange for the right to migrate to the Pure Land.

It is equivalent to letting the Necrons leave the galaxy.

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How could it be possible to agree to such conditions?

"Mr. Trazin, what we provide is not just a piece of pure land, but a future where the Necrons will make a comeback. Isn't this better than something external?" The diplomat of the coalition government did not relent.

It's not like the Coalition is targeting the Necron.

When they were making deals with the Trisolaran Civilization and the Creator Civilization, the coalition government also asked for it!
Although the Necrons are not at the threshold of civilization destruction like the Trisolaran Civilization and the Creator Civilization, they are not much better. The entire group is in a state of half-death.

They made a deal with the Necron this time.

With a whole new universe on one side of the scale, the Necrons deserve an equal weight on the other side.

Only in this way can the deal be completed.

"We can make a comeback even if we don't leave the galaxy." Trazin puffed out his chest and said with disdain, "6000 million years ago, we defeated the ancient saints and the star gods, but we just didn't want to fight against the violent subspace. The senseless struggle leads to a collective slumber.”

The coalition diplomat nodded.

He knew the origin of the Necron and the glorious history of the Necron, so he knew that Trazin was not bragging. The Necron was indeed an ancient and powerful civilization.

Because of this, he cannot easily relax on the conditions.

Because the Necron is indeed a huge treasure, any concession from him will cause the coalition government to lose huge benefits.

He will never abuse the discretion given to him by the coalition government.

Trazin continued: "We can continue to sleep and wake up when the Milky Way becomes dead. By then, the Milky Way will be our pure land!"

His logic is simple.

Necrons have no lifespan limit and can sleep indefinitely. If the current galaxy is not suitable for them, they will continue to sleep, and one day they will sleep until the time is suitable for them.

"Really, do you really think so?" the coalition government diplomat suddenly asked.

Trazin pretended to be relaxed: "Of course!"

"You have been awake for a long time. Don't you notice any difference between the Milky Way now and the Milky Way you had at that time?" The diplomat of the coalition government paused. "First of all, the strength of your Necrons is far less than it used to be."

"Not only has conventional force been greatly reduced, but as you just said, some of your ultimate technologies have also been lost. You are no longer the Necron that can defeat the gods before."

"Secondly, four evil gods were born in subspace."

"Their power comes from the struggles and emotions of living things. They will never allow the Milky Way to become dead. Unless they are eliminated, you will not sleep until the universe collapses, but you will not be able to sleep until the Milky Way becomes a pure land."

"Tarrazin, the Necron situation is obviously not as optimistic as you think."

The Coalition diplomat did not go on to describe just how rotten the morass of the Milky Way was.

Because he knew that Trazin knew very well what the current galaxy looked like, and how likely it was that the Necron would rise in such a galaxy.

He pointed out that these two matters are just a process to advance the progress of this negotiation.

Trazin too.

The essence of negotiation is to stay awake and pretend to be confused. The person who has the advantage in these two aspects will ultimately win the negotiation.

"But it's not so bad that we have to agree to your conditions." Trazin said calmly, "And your conditions are too harsh. Even if I agree, other overlords will not agree."

The power of the Necrons is pyramid-shaped. The several Necrons standing at the top of the pyramid are called overlords. They each rule their own dynasty and are equal to each other.

The coalition government demanded something that Trazin could not satisfy as an overlord, so Trazin could not agree to it in any case.

"In that case, let's bring all the overlords together and let's have a serious discussion." The diplomat of the coalition government said, "The conditions are still negotiable."

The Coalition Government primarily wants Necron technology, followed by C'tan shards, and finally ready-to-use weapons and equipment.

The Necron technology is too powerful.

According to the setting of the "Warhammer 40K" universe, the Necrons can take out almost anything imaginable, including machines that restart the time of the entire universe, battleships with black holes as their main weapons, and bright stars that can freely control supernova explosions. picture.
However, that was the Necron from 6000 million years ago.

But even now, 6000 million years later, the Necrons still have endless good things coming out. It just depends on how much they can squeeze out in this wave.

"Okay!" Trazin agreed simply, "Leave me your contact information. I will wake up those sleeping old bones, and then we will find a place to have a good talk."

This matter is related to the fate of the entire Necron race, and it is no longer a matter of its Necron overlord.

In addition, the coalition government wants too many things that it cannot deliver.

"Please." The diplomat of the coalition government took Trazin to the wormhole, and Trazin got in easily.

It appears in deep space in the Warhammer 40 universe.

"Incredible!" Trazin muttered excitedly, "Originally I just wanted to find a few commemorative things for collection."

"Hey, what is this place?"

"Where is Prospero? Why is there a black hole here?"

(End of this chapter)