Travel to Warhammer 40K with Gray Wind

Russell's face was kind and his tone was gentle, as gentle as the most intimate whisper between lovers, but the words coming out of his mouth were enough to make anyone shudder.

"Agree with me or die."

After his words fell, the Senate chamber fell into a long silence.

Looking at the star bomber with a joking look on his face, calmly sitting in the first place, Henryette's breathing became a little heavy. Russell's appearance is not a very masculine type. His facial features are more handsome than heroic. His gentle appearance is far away from the masculine and rugged mainstream aesthetics of the Human Empire. His flawless skin is silkier than that of Henriette, a young woman. Smooth and fair... But who stipulates that a man's masculinity must be reflected in his appearance?

Russell's eyes were lazy, and his eyes slowly swept over the two supervisors and two deputy managers present. When his eyes paused on himself for a moment, Henriette put one hand on his chest, and his heart beat loudly in his chest. A certain kind of fanatical emotion burned throughout his body, making the dry and cold air around him become restless.

Geisleisen stood up from his seat and bowed slightly in the direction of the main seat: "As early as ten thousand years ago in the Long Night Era, the aliens who made things worse had personally driven their utter hatred into the bones of every human being. After thousands of years, your arrival has brought us a new and peaceful life, but deep down in our hearts, mankind's hatred of aliens has never faded. If your goal is to reconquer this galaxy ,So……"

"——I will die even if I die."

Then the remaining three people stood up and echoed: "I am determined to die."

Thanks to the extremely xenophobic and militaristic thoughts common among human groups in this universe, they easily accepted Russell's proposal to build the Blood Court. Rather, it is the previous behavior of the Danxingren who ignored political affairs and immersed themselves in fishing, and always dealt with the route issue ambiguously, that troubled the people below even more.

But then again, if the leader has long had the idea of ​​conquering the universe and conquering Taixu... why is he bringing it up now? Isn’t it better to start war preparations as early as possible?

This was a common doubt among several people, but no one asked out loud.

"Eh……"

Suddenly there was a doubtful voice beside him. Russell turned around following the sound and saw Gray Feng standing beside him with one hand on his chest. The other hand stretched out his index finger and tapped his lower lip, thoughtfully. said:

"Marshal, if you want to purify alien races and adopt human supremacy, I have no objection, but there is a problem here? You regard human beings as supreme - so how do you define this supreme 'human being'?"

The deputy biology supervisor opened his mouth, and a few drops of cold sweat ran down his temples. The question Gray Feng asked was exactly what he wanted to say, but he did not have the courage to put such a sensitive issue on the table.

Not to mention in front of the star bombers, even in the human empire, this is an extremely delicate field.

"Is she crazy? To expose such a thing to her face..." Henriette's heartbeat became faster and faster. This time it was not because of nymphomaniacs, but because of fear.

However, Gray Feng seemed completely unaware of how sensitive he was touching, and continued as if nothing had happened:

"During the long years known as the Long Night, due to the influence of gene editing by scientific madmen, the influence of subspace pollution, distortion caused by harmful radiation, the evolution of human beings themselves... and other factors, the human beings in this universe have suffered from physiological and psychological changes. Many mutations have occurred in many aspects, and many strange "demi-humans" have been born.

For example, Ogryn, who has a simple mind but well-developed limbs, is a deformed monster born after thousands of years of inbreeding in a toxic radiation environment.

Except for those demi-humans with obvious physical changes, even those who still maintain a relatively standard human appearance, the 'humans' as the main nation of the human empire are not the same at the genetic level as the first batch of humans who walked out of Terra. Far from it. "

This is a philosophical question. Human civilization has struggled to survive in the suffering that spanned thousands of years. Until now, the genetic similarity between the Jin people and the former Earth people has been declining. When the differences between them are finally large enough to break through a certain threshold, then Are they still considered human beings today?

Or should it be regarded as something similar to humans?

If the star flicker agrees with the latter, then...

Henriette swallowed a mouthful of saliva to lubricate her dry throat, and tremblingly turned her gaze to the man in the chief position. She understood that including herself, Faya, Esbanese, and even the entire Far Eastern Star Territory, all 'human beings' His survival depends on his thoughts at this moment.

If the Star Bombers didn't think they were human beings, then the previous impassioned speech would have changed from their passionate declaration of conquering the world to the first glimpse of the catastrophe, with the blood of 'alien' staining the starry sky red.

A tense atmosphere filled the air, and the originally spacious meeting hall seemed to have become narrower at this moment. Everyone was silent and carefully watched Russell sitting in the main seat.

Then, in front of everyone, the mysterious star bomber raised the corners of his mouth slightly, sighed in distress, and showed a helpless smile that said, "There's really nothing I can do about you."

Russell stretched out his hand to pinch Gray Feng's face: "Don't try to dismantle me in front of outsiders in the future. It's very disgraceful. The image of the lifelong dictator of the Human Federation should be more tough and aloof."

"Oh..." Hui Feng lowered his head to admit his mistake and stopped talking.

Henriette held her cheeks with her hands, hiding the look of disbelief on her face: "What did I see...?"

Under Koroniai's faint gaze, Russell let go and said softly: "I know what you are thinking: We need a standard to identify what is human and what is not human. This standard can be similar gene sequencing arrangements. degrees, and can also be differentiated by skull shape like in the Imperium of Man...but I will say that these criteria make absolutely no sense to me."

He raised his hand gently, and Koroniai walked to the round table with understanding, and projected a brief image and electronic document into the center of the round table.

The title of the document is: Organic Encyclopedia

As he read the narration about the Encyclopedia of Organisms, the deputy director of biology's eyes lit up, as if he had seen the most delicious delicacies in the world.

"This is a relic. Its characteristics and functions are as you can see." Russell said lightly: "The Organic Codex was compiled by an extinct ancient group of cyborgs. They collected a large number of genetically encoded information of organic creatures and stored it in This 'Encyclopedia' includes humans - the primitive humans before they flew out of Terra."

Suddenly, the deputy biological manager's already bright eyes became even more fanatical.

For this reason alone, this relic is enough for the state religion to consecrate it as a sacred object.

Russell's eyes paused on Koroniai and the deputy biological director for a moment, and then said: "If we can obtain the original code in the Organic Encyclopedia, relying on the mature gene editing technology, we have enough ability to control all the animals under our jurisdiction. Human beings carry out genetic purification, eliminate acquired distortions and abnormalities, and regain human beings’ original selves.”

"Given the huge population base in the galaxy, the resources consumed for population gene purification are bound to be astronomical, and I will do it at any cost."

After speaking, Russell smiled slightly.

He knew very well that at the same time he was saying these words, the 6th Expeditionary Fleet was carrying the Organic Codex through the star gate of the Badab system and rushing back to Falla.

Gray Wind blinked, looking at him with confusion in his eyes. But she didn't say anything. What she thought in her heart was that she must not break up the trouble again this time.