Warhammer 40: Gods Of Mortals

Chapter 91 It's Not Saved

"You're hopeless. Goodbye." Adam stood up suddenly.

Grote looked at Adam blankly, wondering why this guy said he wanted to help him before, but now he suddenly turned his face.

"If it's an emotional problem, I can help you learn how to restrain it, but if it's a genetic problem, there's really nothing I can do about it."

"I can't be sure that you have a genetic problem. This is not a firm conclusion, but unless you and I can come up with a better conclusion."

Adam said clearly what he was thinking, then turned around and left immediately.

What a rescue plan for the Praetorian, what Grote, fuck him.

Adam felt from the bottom of his heart that as a mortal, his insight was too weak after all, and he couldn't see the real reasons behind some decisions, otherwise he wouldn't have come to Grote to find trouble for nothing, and even wanted to help a hopeless guard get out of trouble.

Grote suddenly had a feeling of being dumped. He stood up and looked at Adam who was getting further and further away. Instead of scolding him, he blessed him: "I hope you can successfully pass the crew training and then drive the battleship."

Adam didn't say anything, and left without looking back.

"Bitch." Grote cursed in a low voice, then turned and left.

……

For some time Grote lived as usual.

During the day, I went to the factory to see the logistics machinery and repair the logistics machinery, and listened to the workers talking about the latest war progress.

After get off work in the evening, I bought some synthetic ingredients and went to my sister Maya's residence, and then the two siblings had dinner together.

Until one night, Grote bought synthetic ingredients again and went to Maya. After the meal was ready, Maya suddenly stared at him and asked a question.

"Why are you getting more and more confused?"

"Huh?" Grote put down the spoon and raised his head blankly.

"What's the taste of today's meal?" Maya asked.

Grote shook his head blankly, he couldn't taste anything.

Synthetic ingredients look like vegetables or meat, but they are actually just things combined with various edible materials, which are better than the food provided by the logistics machinery for free, that's all.

The elder brother's bewilderment further confirmed Maya's judgment, he was indeed getting more and more bewildered.

So Maya turned to some interesting topics: "How far has the war progressed?"

"The sewer area of ​​the upper hive is still being fought, and some troops are heading to the spire of the hive capital. The artillery bombarded the entire spire area first, and it is estimated that the fighting is almost over." Grote relayed the news he heard during the day with a blank expression.

"So, the title of legion commander will soon be replaced by governor? It's a legend to start from a soldier and step by step to the present." Maya said.

Grote smiled and nodded: "Of course."

As one of the survivors of the original 44th regiment, Grote knew that Qin Mo was not even a soldier but a prisoner. The whole war had nothing to do with him, and it was easy for him to leave the bottom nest with his ability.

But he still stayed to rescue everywhere, integrate the defense line, and organize a counterattack... This hive world was originally one of the trophies he deserved.

Maya saw that the elder brother liked to discuss things about the military governor, so she continued: "I heard that the governor decided to build many cities in the lower nest, and the construction of those machines has already started."

"When did it happen?" Grote was surprised.

Building a city in the lower nest is not easier than building a city in the bottom nest. It is almost like crowding people, which means that the logistics machines not only need to build, but also need to demolish the various buildings that were originally stacked in layers.

"I thought you had heard of it." Maya immediately took out the announcement.

Grote read the announcement while eating, and found that what Maya said was true, the construction of the lower nest had indeed started, and the people in the construction area were temporarily placed in New Cato.

After reading the announcement, Grote realized that Qin Mo should not have fully focused on the war during this period of time. He had also made many plans, and building cities was only a part of them.

The bulletin even included a description of another planet in the Tyron system.

Faith in the so-called Lord of Wisdom had replaced faith in the Emperor on Tyrone II, and the industrial world was clearly rebellious.In order to eliminate these rebels, there will be a war across planets in the future.

Although this war plan has just been announced, everyone in the entire Hive City has already expected it. The situation on Tyrone II is not a secret, because the First Army has been fighting against the army from Tyrone II so far.

Grote still paid more attention to the part of the war. He put down the announcement and said: "The war in the entire galaxy will soon end."

"I also think Tyrone II can't resist our counterattack at all." Maya nodded, "Everything is getting better."

Grote didn't continue talking, and looked down at the rice bowl.He also thinks that everything is getting better, there is no doubt about it, except for himself.

At this time, what Adam said a while ago kept echoing in Grote's head. He thought that no matter what Adam said was right or not, he was likely to become a lunatic like his brother.

Grote recalled what his sister said just now that he was getting more and more confused, and he thought it was true.

Everyone in the city receives tests from the logistics machinery at regular intervals, most of them mental state tests and assessments.

Grote knew from the logistics machinery that his mental state was getting worse and worse. If this continues, it will be a matter of time before he becomes a lunatic. One day in the future, he will definitely shout like his brother for the champion of bravery or for other things, and then kill everyone in front of him.

Thinking about this, Grote thought that if his final fate was to become a lunatic and then be dealt with by the guards, he might as well die in the war, so that at least the ashes could be put into the orbital dock.

"I want to go back to the army."

Maya was very surprised when she heard her brother say such a sentence suddenly: "But... you are no longer a guard."

"Of course I'm not, and I'm going to ask the governor to let me join the regular army, just as an ordinary infantryman," Grote said.

"Then what if you die in the war?" Maya was very serious and angry.

"Less than 44 people from the [-]th Regiment died, and [-] people didn't know if they were buried in the passage or what. I survived all of them. How could I die on the Tyrone II?" Grote laughed.

Maya wanted to say something more, but Grote had already got up and left.

After returning to his residence, Grote immediately wrote a letter requesting to participate in the war as a soldier, and planned to have him deliver it on his next meeting with Gray.

(End of this chapter)