Travel to Warhammer 40K with Gray Wind

Russell further learned that the bounty hunters and nomadic tribes roaming the stars are actually divided into levels. The top armed groups with the most elite personnel and the best equipment are actually private armies secretly raised by bureaucrats. Their logistics are provided by the local district government, they eat official food, and do things for the officials in the name of civil organizations. Just dirty work.

Those who are really hunting the Eldar are those groups of wild bounty hunters with crude equipment. With their faith in the Emperor, they fight against aliens in the name of the Lord of Mankind to make some money... This is not to say that among the people The moral of the group is higher than that of the private armies of the gentlemen. The main reason is that the wild hunters have no backing. Even if they kill civilians and obtain dust and embers, they have no access to suitable channels for selling the stolen goods.

At least on the surface, the use of psychic chain burning on humans is still prohibited.

"Harvesting civilians is the prerogative of gentlemen. Hunters with true faith can only fight aliens with rudimentary equipment on the tip of their knives..." Russell smiled faintly, with no emotion visible on his gentle face.

"It's very ironic..." the star flicker sighed softly.

"The empire has always been like this. Even if there was no turbid dust or embers in the past, the nobles and bureaucrats would still torture and kill civilians for fun according to their own preferences. The emergence of psychic dust only allows them to gain extra gains when playing with human lives. It's just economic benefits." Talletale's smile was still bright, without any sadness or pity in it: "It has been like this for ten thousand years, we are used to it."

For thousands of years, human beings in the galaxy have been living a life inferior to that of pigs and dogs. They have long been accustomed to it and have become numb.

The difference between being burned to psychic dust and being toyed to death by aristocratic lords for civilians is that being burned to death will lead to a more pleasant death, which is quite good in a sense.

"I feel like you're telling a hell joke." Russell said with a smile.

"Hell?" Talletale was a little puzzled: "But this is the human world."

"It's precisely because it's the human world that it seems even more like hell." Russell laughed and handed a small parchment scroll to Talletale.

"This is...?" Talletar was confused.

"With this letter of introduction, you can contact the Order of Truth. I grant you the right to resell federal arms to those wild bounty hunters, but the sales channels need to be contacted by yourself." Russell said lightly: "Attention? I did not allow you to cooperate with the imperial officials."

"This... this..." Rong Merchant's pupils trembled. He had been wandering the galaxy and doing business for nearly a hundred years, and naturally he didn't understand what this meant. Because he understood, he was even more shocked.

Talletal's lips trembled and he whispered: "Why, why me..."

"Because I knew yesterday that I would meet you today, I wrote this letter of introduction for you in advance." Russell smiled at him, turned and left.

Based on his personality and ability, the fate of a small person is quite accurate. As long as he is not passionate and insists on breaking up with the true God of Chaos, he will generally not fall over.

After wandering around the star port for a few more times, Russell got his number.

The refugees crowded in the corner and the small traders who were constantly driven away by the heat of work made him feel inexplicably irritable. The huge engine of the Greed Pot roared, pushing this majestic steel fortress through the star gate so fast. It's like running away.

When he came back to his senses, the beautiful blue and green planet had already appeared within the field of view of the ship's sensors.

Got home.

"Marshal, you are finally back~"

As soon as he got off the boat, Hui Feng, who had accumulated a lot of loneliness, rushed over to him with the hem of his skirt, and rubbed his soft face against his chest, laughing.

"Just rub it, what are you smelling and taking a deep breath...? Why are you acting like a crazy man." Russell rubbed Hui Feng's face and said, "Girls can't be so vulgar."

"I'm so happy." Gray Feng obediently raised her head and let Russell knead her face, and said softly: "But I want to smell the 'virgin body fragrance' on the marshal's body to see if you have lost your virginity and fallen into the water outside. .”

"What is virgin body fragrance?" Russell's movement of pinching her face paused.

Gray Wind continued: "I was bored when the Marshal was not at home, so I read a lot of novels in the library. There were many descriptions of the male protagonist smelling the virgin fragrance of the girl in several different novels. The Marshal was a virgin. !So there should be a virgin’s body fragrance too!”

"...Most literary and artistic works are artistically processed, don't believe it." Russell put one hand on his forehead and said righteously: "Virgins don't have body fragrance, and neither do virgins. If there is, it's because the toiletries and cosmetics are pickled. ”

"But..." Hui Feng was still a little confused.

"Do you believe the novel or me?"

"I believe in the marshal~" Gray Feng immediately stopped worrying.

Russell let go of the hand holding her butt, letting Gray Feng hang off of him, and the two walked down the dock together.

"Marshal Marshal, while you were away, I commanded the fleet to successfully annihilate the ether giant worm. After recovering the corpse of the giant worm and the life-shaping worm inside, Koroniai wanted to eat the queen, but I didn't allow it. He was so anxious that he almost cried."

Russell touched Gray Wind's head: "Give it something to eat. The gene databases between different hive fleets are not interoperable. Letting Koroniai absorb Kraken's gene pool will be helpful for the genetic development of new humans."

"Okay. But when it comes to human gene development, Koroniai has encountered a bottleneck in this matter and is difficult to break through, so it has recently shifted its research direction to another aspect, hoping to find another way and overtake in a corner." Gray Feng's legs were not as long as Russell's. He jumped up and down next to Russell who was walking normally. His voice did not tremble at all: "It is trying to achieve micro-mechanical ascension, format the human soul and consciousness, and convert it into something like me." Gestalt Life.”

"The idea of ​​turning an individual into a super-collective is not feasible. The risk is too high and it is very unrealistic. Please inform her to terminate the project as soon as possible." Russell's attitude was resolute.

"That's it..." Gray Feng was a little disappointed: "Actually, I think this idea is not bad? It would be a pity to reject it directly. Even if the micro-mechanical formatting cannot be extended to all citizens, at least it can at least allow the marshal to get rid of the shackles of the body. , become like me?"

Russell stopped, looked at Gray Feng's slightly red face, and sighed.

It's not that I'm blushing out of embarrassment, it's because he pinched me.

"My current body is not a constraint for me. I don't want to get rid of it, at least not now." Russell said.

"Eh... why?" Gray Feng couldn't figure it out. Human bodies are obviously so weak and troublesome, and the marshal has also been subject to many restrictions due to his physical disadvantages. Why wouldn't he want to get rid of them?

Russell showed a helpless expression: "You came to me before, did you want to smell something?"

"Well, a virgin's body scent?" Gray Feng blinked.

"That's why."