Warhammer 40: Gods Of Mortals

Chapter 574
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half a month later.

The fleet is gathering.

More than 4000 warships, commanded by the two flagships Macragge's Glory and Glory of Humanity, are gathering to assemble in the system where Macragge is located.

In addition to the celestial engines scheduled to return to the sector, in addition to a small patrol fleet of the Talon and Ultramar navies, the warships of these two sectors were almost overwhelming.

While the high-ranking naval commanders of Ultramar and Tyrone were discussing a series of issues including fleet assembly and sailing and replenishment after reaching Terra, the owners of the two fleets were very leisurely.

Qin Mo and Guilliman were taking a bath.

In the large bathhouse inside the Macragge's Glory.

Hundreds of square feet of marble bath.

There's even a TV.

"You can own a luxurious house of nearly [-] square meters in your most crowded city!"

"Thanks to the latest engineering technology! A small house that looks like only [-] square meters from the outside can expand its internal space to [-] square meters!"

An advertisement for the Tyrone Sector is playing on the TV.

Qin Mo didn't even know when Guilliman had acquired such a TV.

Thanks to the development of dimensional communication technology, the signal from the Tyrone star sector can also be received by this TV.

"Magical house!" Guilliman stood up from the bath, walked to the TV, and took a closer look at the housing engineering technology display at the end of the advertisement.

The engineering team came outside the house and measured the length of the house with measuring instruments.

ten meters.

The engineering team entered the house and measured the length of the interior space with hand-held measuring instruments.

100 m.

"The application of some kind of space technology." Qin Mo's attitude towards the advertisement was very cold. "The advertisement boasts that it is powerful, but this thing is cutting-edge technology. Ordinary people should not even think about building a thousand-square-meter mansion. Instead, build a five-hundred-square-meter mansion." Even ordinary people have to spend two-thirds of their monthly salary to repay the loan from the district bank."

"Oh." Guilliman sat back again.

The news started playing on the TV at this time.

The title of "News 44" appeared, and then after a burst of rich music, they entered a conference hall shaped by a holographic image.

The host faces the camera.

"Praise the Lord of Tyrone, praise him for every heroic deed, praise him for all he has given us. Welcome to News 44."

"The latest news is that the Lord of Tyron and the Lord of Ultramar will go to Terra to participate in the victory ceremony."

"This is the only two times the empire has shown a positive attitude towards Talon. The last time was when the Lord of Talon was appointed governor."

"We invited two famous scholars on interstellar relations."

Two men in white slim-fitting uniforms came out and sat on the left and right of the host.

That is exactly what scholars from the Tyrone Sector wear.

"Otherwise, let's change the channel." Qin Mo said.

Guilliman said nothing and looked attentively.

The Imperial Regent wants to know how the Tyrone Sector evaluates this matter.

"Thank you."

"I think this is a trap. When the Tyron Navy arrives on Terra, the Solar System Auxiliary Army and the Solar System Fleet will immediately attack our fleet. It is even possible that the Ultramar Fleet will also participate in the offensive operation."

"Of course, you may use the friendship between Ultramar and Tyrone to refute me, but I must tell you that the master of Ultramar is also the current master of the empire."

A scholar finished his speech.

Another man began to speak.

"With all due respect, I don't think so." "This victory ceremony is an opportunity to ease relations with the empire. We must have a good relationship with the empire, just like the Five Hundred Worlds and us."

"Because we are all human."

"We can't let those Eldar look at us while we're killing each other and say: See, these are inferior savage races."

"We should seek a better relationship, rather than the current situation where even attending a victory ceremony is considered a trap."

"..."

Guilliman turned to look at Qin Mo, wanting to ask him what he thought.

"My opinion is different from both of them. This is not a trap nor an invitation simply to ease the relationship." Qin Mo said thoughtfully, "I think the high lords are creating a person who can sit with Tai Long. The chance to come down and talk, and everything, including the future expansion of the Tyrone Sector, will be settled in this conversation. At least that's what they thought."

"I think so too." Guilliman nodded in approval.

Inviting Tyrone's army to Terra was a matter decided by the high lords.

Guilliman didn't know why the efficiency of the group of people who had either died suddenly or were on the road to death suddenly increased after he left.

Anyway, Guilliman was happy to accept the decision of the high lords.

War is breaking out in the empire at this moment, and countless humans are struggling in suffering.

A huge fleet composed of four thousand ships slowly sailed over Terra, which was very able to boost the morale of frontline soldiers and civilians. Although there may be no way at the moment, there is always hope, and those powerful military forces are hope.

But this is all a matter of spectacle. Privately, it is definitely not just for the purpose of letting Tyrone Navy show on the catwalk.

The high lords wanted to talk to Tyrone's commander.

There is no way for the two parties to communicate, which is very dangerous.

But Qin Mo himself didn't care about this opportunity to sit down and talk. His goal was still the void dragon in the Mars maze.

"In any case, this is not a trap." Guilliman assured Qin Mo, "If the Solar System Navy dares to attack you, I will order an attack on them, because they are not at war with a certain force, but are drawing humanity inward. Push it to the withered dead end.”

Qin Mo nodded.

He felt that even if it was a trap, there was no danger.

It's hard to say about ground warfare, as the number of Tyron's armies is still smaller than that of the Empire.

But when it comes to void warfare, there is no fleet in the galaxy other than the Necrons that can compete with the Tyron navy.

While the two were talking, News 44 was already broadcasting the next thing.

"The results of this year's breeding model selection have come out."

"Colonel Ander Lee and his wife Osanna from the Hive City of Beisu. They have twenty children and have created two standard army classes for the Lord of Tyrone that can serve in 17 years!"

"They have obtained a manor, ten logistics machinery, two large agricultural machinery, and a thousand acres of land in the agricultural world of Yiwen No. [-]. Let us congratulate them!"

A round of applause.

"Thank you, thank you all. I only have one sentence to express at this moment... For the Lord of Tai Lung! For the Three Hundred Worlds of Tai Lung!"

"..."

Guilliman opened his mouth and turned to look at Qin Mo with difficulty: "Why would a news channel have such a selection?"

"News 44, just by looking at the name, you can tell that this is a news channel established by retired soldiers of the Army's 44th Infantry Regiment..." Qin Mo said, "But I really want to thank this model, although I don't necessarily let their children actually participate. Tyrone Army..."

The size of the colonial fleet is skyrocketing, with a world being colonized almost every month.

The population of the sector is increasing.

Tyrone as a whole is booming.

　Sorry everyone, I got up late today.I was busy until about five o'clock in the morning yesterday.

　　Maybe two updates today, I'll go to bed early.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)