Serious person, who is learning magic in Marvel?

"This really surprises me."

With a smile, Steve couldn't help but nodded: "So, Fulgrim's legion is back?"

"Not all, only a few people."

Frank replied. He was lowering his head to replace the monomolecular saw blade on his chain sword. His saw blade was enchanted with pattern array. It is sharper and stronger. Frank likes things that are strong and sharp at the same time.

The two were sitting on Steve's boat talking to each other, and the portal had been completely closed. The civilians were taken away, and Steve had contacted a garden world along the way, intending to place these people there.

The Astra Militarum followed them as a matter of course - their original organization had been dispersed, and it would be a good idea to go to the Ministry of Military Affairs to report on their work.

The governor of this star field has also been dismissed from his post. He is now languishing pitifully in prison. Considering his fat body, I am afraid he will suffer a lot in there. A few months or a year later, from the military affairs

A new governor arranged by the Ministry and Holy Terra will take office to replace him. By then, everything here will become very different.

At least this won't happen again.

"A small number of people? What does that mean?"

"Well...how should I put it, Captain."

Frank raised his head, rarely knowing where to start.

"...The souls of those people were bound to Isstvan III. The Chaos Gods wanted to torture them and find opportunities to corrupt them. But they did not give in, and the souls of many people were trapped in it for a long time.

It was broken in the years and turned into nourishment for the few survivors, otherwise their souls would not have been able to exist for so long."

Steve was silent for a while, his expression terrifyingly serious.

After a long time, he spoke slowly, but what he was talking about was another matter that seemed to have nothing to do with it.

"When He first told me about the existence of the Empire, I thought he was joking with me."

"There are too many contradictions, too many mutual oppositions - the empire is a huge country made of mistakes. Needless to say, you can also know that most of the systems adopted by the empire are quite backward, oppressive and unreasonable. But

, after personal on-the-spot investigation, I don’t think I can make irresponsible remarks on these things.”

Steve frowned tightly, and the deep mark between his eyebrows made his face become calm and self-defeating: "Productivity is a very important thing. Frank, you may not be familiar with this theory, but I have to do this

Said: In the case of insufficient productivity, we can only ensure that most people 'survive', but not live with dignity."

"Human rights, the right to education, free medical care... all these things have nothing to do with most civilians living in the galaxy. They are the oppressed, they are producers, but they do not enjoy the benefits at all.

I was very angry about this, but after the anger passed, I knew that this system cannot be changed now."

"Time, we need time."

He raised his head and closed his eyes: "Just like those broken souls, their sacrifices brought light to others. However, those who were saved still waited for more than ten thousand years. So I have to say this

, even though I hate it very much..."

Steve let out a breathy breath.

"...But we, them, all of us - we all have to sacrifice, because humanity as a whole has not yet broken out of the darkness. Only when we emerge from the darkness can we be qualified to talk about other things."

Frank thought silently. He was very familiar with the theory that the captain said. In the years before he became the original body, he had persevered in fighting crime. He killed people, killed many people. Men, women, old and young, everyone was under his control.

Completely equal in the eyes.

He treated drug dealers, pimps, human traffickers - and senior government officials who embezzled tens of millions of dollars in disaster relief funds, all equally. During the long period of killing, even Frank's steely mind inevitably questioned the meaning of doing so.

He killed for seventeen years.

Seventeen years on his earth... During this period, aliens have come, and they have come many times. The end of the world has happened, but they have been prevented. Several times, several gods even came.

The trouble...has all been solved.

Seventeen years later, crime remains the same. The world seems to have not changed. His name makes many people shudder, but the world has not changed for the better. More people are involved in criminal activities.

They used to be fathers, sons, mothers, and daughters. There are many reasons for them to enter this business, such as medical expenses, children's school fees... everyone has difficulties. Except for some born bad seeds, few people are willing to

They do this, but they have to do it.

For money, they can hurt other people's fathers, sons, mothers, daughters. For money, they can sell drugs to kids in schools. For money, they can do anything.

- It's all about money.

So why do they have no money?

It was at that moment that Frank Custer, the Punisher, knew the answer.

But he has no choice. He is just a killer and can't do anything to change the world.

"I think I understand what you're talking about, Captain." Frank nodded towards him. "But, this time it will be different. What do you think?"

Steve laughed.

"Yes, of course it will be different this time." He said firmly. "We fight side by side... not only that, but we have them behind us. We are not fighting alone, and this is crucial."

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"The center, mobilize part of the energy supply of the third engine, distribute it to the manufacturing workshop, so that the engine can maintain uniform heat. The Revenge now does not have so much excess energy to provide it with heat dissipation measures... and then give me the bottom layer

The air magic concentration on the deck has been increased by 3%, and civilians should be able to withstand this level of magic power now."

He Shenyan nodded her cheek and spun her chair around in boredom: "Publish a new notice to all officials responsible for grassroots affairs, telling them not to issue any more invitations for artists to build giant statues about me in the future.

It’s a big deal…it occupies too much space and is a waste of resources.”

"And it doesn't look like it at all!" He slammed the table and complained loudly. "If these people are really bad, they can just not carve their faces. Wearing a hood can solve everything! Why do you have to carve my face?

It looks like a butt and chin? I don’t know, you thought I was Bruce Wayne!”

The center of the array paused for a few seconds before answering him.

"Roger, do you have any other orders?"

"Of course, where is this...how is the progress of the shield upgrade?"

"The outer reactive shield has been updated. According to your imagination, the seven-layer composite superimposed reactive shield is perfectly adapted to the Revenge."

"good."

He Shenyan smiled with satisfaction. This feeling of upgrading is very good, just like decorating your own house with your own hands.

He continued: "Add a new protocol to the magic furnace on the second deck, which can supply energy to the shield beyond the fundamental limits in an emergency... In addition, remember to report to me the specific conditions of each production workshop at all times.

.The new batch of enchanted bolters should also be ready...let's call them Givadoron-type."

The mage was silent for a while, and said as if talking to himself: "Giva Doron-style composite magic bolter... Yes, it matches his identity as a sniper. Angron should be very happy about it.

.”

The center of the circle faithfully executed his orders, and every item was completely implemented. It will never slack off, never get tired - because of this, it will always be efficient.

This is a very rare quality, but sometimes it is too efficient. The mage was still immersed in emotions, and it immediately interrupted him: "Captain, a transmission signal from Terra Space Station was received."

"Oh? Teleport directly to the Revenge?"

"Yes, Captain. According to the information, the people on the list use the code name, called Chogoris Eagle."

He Shenyan curled up his lips and leaned back: "Passed, the teleportation location will be set in the first city on the bottom deck. Let him feel the atmosphere and get used to it... The time will be set within two days.

Right. You should know how to give me a reason, right?"

"Understood, Captain." The center of the circle replied without any fluctuation. "I would say that you have traveled to the warp and are having a friendly debate with the demon of Slaanesh."

"......another."

"You have traveled to the Warp and are engaging in a friendly match with Slaanesh himself."

He Shenyan slapped him on the forehead: "I shouldn't have upgraded you, the center, you've learned to make fun of me... Hehe, you can say that, at least I'm okay

I want to see his expression."

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A blue light flashed, and without telling the White Scars warriors, Jaghatai Khan, who came alone, patted his neck quite uncomfortably. This teleportation technology was completely different from what he knew, it was just the magic power passing through the skin.

The feeling still gave him some goosebumps.

After regrouping and regaining his composure, he walked out of the portal, and the scene outside made him stunned for a moment.

Blue sky, white clouds. The temperature is suitable, and the breeze blows softly on his face... Not far away is a huge city. Silvery white is the main color, and there are many suspended vehicles coming and going at the gate of the city.

In and out. He looked down and found that he was standing on a mountain peak, with a piece of cultivated land at the foot of the mountain.

This is where?

A suspended ball flew over from nowhere, and the voice of the center of the circle rang in his ears at the right time: "Hello, Eagle of Chogoris. I am the center of the circle of Revenge. Do you need some guidance?

?”

"Need." Khan looked at the silver ball and asked in a deep voice, "Where am I?"

"The Revenge."

"Is this the Revenge?"

"Yes, don't you know? The Vengeance is a star warship, twice the size of Holy Terra. The place you are on is the bottom deck, which is dedicated to civilians' life and rest. The city is called No.

A city…what else do you need to know?”

Star Battleship... is really exaggerated. The first city? Does that mean there are other cities?

Khan asked: "What's going on with the sky above me?"

"That is the eco-dome technology. After improvements by the captain, it has the ability to simulate real sunlight. Not only that, the eco-dome also has the ability to change seasons."

"Where are those hover cars?"

"It's just an ordinary transport vehicle. The first city was established the earliest, so it takes on most of the agricultural tasks. Every day, a lot of food is produced here and is sent to other cities by transport vehicles."

"How many cities are there in total?"

"Currently, the fifth city is under construction. The estimated completion time is two months."

After just a short conversation, the Khan had already walked down the mountain. The civilians working in the fields had healthy faces, and the muscles in their arms were very strong, not looking thin at all. When the Khan passed by, they all shouted to him

I send my greetings, and may the Emperor bless your voice to be heard forever...

They seemed to be familiar with the Astartes and did not worship them as gods like some ignorant commoners.

Khan nodded to them one by one and observed their work carefully. He found that the movements of these civilians were surprisingly skillful, and everyone had relaxed expressions, as if...

It's just like......

"Did they do this voluntarily?" Khan asked softly.

"Yes, all imperial citizens responsible for cultivating the land are voluntary. They can obtain 70% of the crops produced in their cultivated land. They can decide whether to stay or leave at their own discretion, and the remaining 30% will be taken away and used.

For producing food. However, in the near future, this number will be reduced."

"Reduce? Don't the others on the Revenge need to eat?"

"Yes, Lord Chogoris Eagle. But this part will not pay them any citizen points. As long as the fifth city is completed and the manufacturing industry starts running, the citizen points will be useful. They can buy them for themselves or their families.

Some new clothes, or toys and furniture. These all require citizen points, and citizen points need to be obtained through labor or selling crops.”

The voice of the center of the array is still calm: "The farmland is allocated to them, they maintain it, and they plant it. So everything produced should be handed over to them. Now it is just a last resort. Most of the energy of the Revenge is being allocated to the manufacturing workshop. There is no

Excess mana is allocated to food production. Otherwise we won't take any crops."

This time, Khan was silent for a long, long time, long enough for him to walk under the gate of the first city. He raised his head and stared at the huge and towering city wall without saying a word. There were no guards at the city gate, only four

A sphere floats there, emitting blue light to scan people or vehicles entering and exiting.

No need to be reminded, everything was in order. This had nothing to do with the human city in Khan's impression. He couldn't help but let out a long sigh.

Instead of entering the city, he turned around and left the city wall. He started walking in the woods nearby, admiring the beautiful scenery.

After a while, he asked: "So, when can I meet the captain of the Revenge?"

"Just a moment please......"

The suspended ball emits a burst of blue light and spins in the air. A minute later, the center of the array replied: "The captain is currently playing a friendly match with Slaanesh in the subspace. He is expected to return in two days. You can

Temporarily spending two days on the Revenge."

"In addition to the lower deck, there is also a second deck open to you. It is the residence of the Astra Militarum and the Adeptus Astartes. They train, live and meditate there... The Eagle of Chogoris

Sir, are you okay?"

Chagatai Khan, whose face was complicated and unreadable, took a deep breath.

"...It's a joke, right?"

As these words were spoken, a man in black robes appeared in front of Khan. He had a smile on his face, but it did not make him look gentle. This smile was mixed with his mysterious temperament.

, gave Khan a very dangerous feeling.

Frankly speaking, his first impression of the captain was not very good.

"Hello, Chagatai Khan - please forgive the inappropriate joke made by the center of the circle. It is still learning, and it is not clear what the limit of joking is at the moment."

"Hello to you... Captain, what do you think? This is a hateful intelligence?"

"I wouldn't use this word to call it. The center of the magic circle is only somewhat similar to artificial intelligence, but it is actually completely different. You don't have to worry about it being contaminated."

At this point, the captain smiled, and Khan noticed a golden light flashing in his black eyes: "...This can be guaranteed."

After a moment of silence, Chagatai Khan decided to ignore the topic.

He got straight to the point and asked bluntly: "My legion and I want to join this expedition launched by you."

"Oh." The captain nodded without much surprise and snapped his fingers.

A blue light flashed, but in the blink of an eye, they appeared in a warmly decorated room. The surrounding decoration was very warm, with books everywhere. Two armchairs were placed around a round table, one of which

It was obviously made based on Khan's figure.

"Please forgive me for being a little rude and transmitting without your consent... It's just that the woods outside the city gate are not a suitable place to discuss expedition matters."

With a smile, the captain raised his hand: "Please sit down, Chagatai Khan, let's sit down and talk slowly. Do you like tea?"

"I like it very much, but not——"

"——It's not that sweet black tea, I understand. Ah, how about milk tea? Pure milk tea."

The captain winked at him, sat down in the armchair, and snapped his fingers.

Two cups of milk tea that completely matched Khan's impression of Lisbon's local specialty appeared on the round table, even steaming.

The captain picked up a glass, took a sip, and sighed with satisfaction: "It's really good... Are you sure you don't want to sit down? This kind of chair is very comfortable."

Khan slowly sat down and held up the tea cup. At the same time, the captain's slow voice reached his ears: "I almost forgot... My name is He Shenyan, I am a mage, and I am also a member of the Revenge."

captain."

Khan took a sip of milk tea, and the familiar taste entered his taste buds and exploded on it. The taste from his hometown made him forget to answer for a moment. The man who called himself the mage laughed twice and continued.

"Nice to meet you, Chagatai Khan. Does the milk tea taste good?"

"...Very good." Khan raised his head, looked at him and said slowly, "Thank you."

"It's just a piece of cake - then, let's discuss the specific matters of joining the expedition fleet."