Stars for the good Warhammer

At the same time, in the conference hall of Hera Fortress, Robert Guilliman never thought that after witnessing the value of the Alliance's technology, this proposal for cooperation would still be opposed by so many people.

At this moment, the arguments from the parliament hall were like waves that entered the Primarch's mind, listening to the greedy and vicious remarks from the audience.

The faces that were angry on the surface but actually terrified made Guilliman, the Primarch, feel disgusted with the human race for the first time.

Soon, an old and hoarse voice suddenly echoed from the audience in the busy conference hall, covering all the sounds on the scene and passing to the giant on the stage.

"Regent! Giving your Majesty's sacred territory to these abominable aliens is absolutely not what we should do! You should not be deceived by their so-called tricks!"

"The Empire does not need to change. Even with the existing navigation means, we have still established the Human Empire as the greatest regime in history. Those aliens simply want to use the blasphemous technology in their hands to put chains on the Empire!"

The old man with pale skin and extremely slender limbs who was making a generous speech in the audience was an old man with pale skin and extremely slender limbs. His overly thin and old body looked as if it would fall apart at any time.

From the tightly closed third eye on his head and the pair of black eyes like ink, it is not difficult to see that the old man is a representative from the Navigator family.

As one of the few legal mutants in the Empire, the strange mutations that appeared on them gave them the ability to observe the turbulence of the subspace and more keenly capture the light of the Star Torch.

Without the guidance of these navigators, the Empire's huge fleet would become a headless fly in the subspace. It is precisely because of their importance that the Navigator family has always enjoyed a lot of privileges in the past.

"Besides, the relevant rules of subspace navigation and the rights of the Navigation Family were personally formulated by His Majesty the Emperor ten thousand years ago. The new technology provided by those aliens is not in line with the Emperor's wishes at all!"

The old man's remarks were successfully supported and agreed by the other Navigator families at the meeting, as well as the vast majority of industry representatives such as the Chamber of Commerce. What made the Primarch feel even more helpless was that there were even some descendants of the Chapter among those opponents.

They refused to cooperate with the Alliance, and some Astra Militarum generals even proposed to directly join the Legion to go to war with the Alliance. In this farce, not everyone stood on the side of the opponents. The representatives of the Mechanicus from Mars denounced the short-sightedness of these opponents.

Under Guilliman's gaze, the meeting irreversibly turned into a tense confrontation, and there was a great risk of division and struggle between the various forces.

And at this moment, a roar that seemed to shatter the dome finally suppressed all the sounds at the scene.

"Enough!"

"I am the Regent of the Empire! I am the Primarch of the Emperor! You have no right to question my decision!"

This voice, which contained a raging anger that seemed to be able to shatter the soul, came from the giant on the stage. Facing the anger of a Primarch, the opponents were frightened, like chicks facing a predator, and they shrank in their seats in silence.

"I asked you to discuss how the cooperation should proceed! What specific content should be listed instead of asking you to evaluate my decisions! Don't think I don't know what you are thinking. If you really care about the interests of the Empire, then shut up!"

Under the straightforward anger and threats shown by Guilliman, the meeting finally went on, and finally finalized the scope of the territory to be divided. Everything seemed so smooth.

I don't know how long it took. When the meeting ended, a young representative of the Merchant Dynasty took the initiative to find the old man who had just spoken at the meeting while no one was paying attention.

At the first moment of meeting the other party, the young man said to the old man in front of him in a slightly funny and exaggerated tone.

"What a joke! The original body was so whimsical that he wanted to use the power of the aliens. This is simply a heresy, isn't it?"

Hearing this, the old man holding the navigator's cane in both hands did not want to pay attention to the young man in front of him who was dressed gorgeously and behaved exaggeratedly, because he felt an extremely uncomfortable sense of disobedience from the other party.

But just when the old man wanted to ignore the other party and turn away.

"Imagine, if those hateful alien plans succeed, what will be the end of our empire, and most importantly, what will happen to those navigator families who are no longer needed?"

Hearing this, the old man raised his hand to signal the mute servant who was supporting him to stop, and then silently turned back to look at the other party, only to see that the man was looking at him with a weird look.

"What are you going to say?"

"I mean, we must stop the negotiations anyway."

But hearing this, the old man just shook his head helplessly.

"The Primarch's attitude is very firm, how can we..." However, before he finished speaking, the man in front of him continued. "If that's the case, then find a way to destroy this cooperation, such as" "Blow up all the blasphemous creations brought by the aliens."

While speaking, under the extremely surprised gaze of the old man, he put his right hand into his pocket, and soon took out a strange device with a strange texture like crystal, and then explained with a smile.

"You can do this very easily with this psychic bomb. You only need to inject a certain amount of psychic energy in advance, and it can induce a small-scale subspace storm within a very limited range."

"This is enough to send those alien technological creations into the subspace, thereby destroying the cooperation between the two parties."

Hearing this, he stared at the strange device as delicate and small as a crystal ball in the young man's hand. At this moment, the old man's eyes seemed to have been attracted by it, and there was already a crazy color in his eyes.

However, what they didn't know was that while the conspiracy was still brewing, they were using spy equipment composed of scattered nano-clusters around them.

Otto and Gray Feng, who were enjoying a feast in a restaurant in the city, watched this wonderful drama completely through imaging equipment.

After seeing the little secret between the man and the Navigator, Gray Feng, who was holding the cutlet burrito in his hand, first swallowed the food in his mouth. After being decomposed by the nano furnace, the organic matter components in it will be converted into The energy that drives fragmentation and nanocluster activity.

Then, the girl looked at Otto, who was holding a tablet in his hand and looking thoughtful, and asked.

"Are we going to stop them now?"

In response, Otto just calmly put down the device in his hand and said expressionlessly.

"Don't worry, just replace those goods in advance. Maybe this will allow the original body to see the reality clearly."