Warhammer 40,000: Mortal Gods

"I'm here to help." Vanessa answered respectfully, lowering her head.

Qin Mo waited silently.

Vanessa saw that he didn't ask, so she took the initiative to express her intention: "I know every move of the High Lords Council, and I also know some retired Imperial Guards. I can help you contact the higher-ups of the empire... That voice told me to do this. "

Hearing this, Qin Mo frowned and thought for a while.

Vanessa helped kill the clan leader when she was fighting against the gene stealers in the bottom nest, and then served as a test subject for a while.

At that time, Qin Mo was not sure who Vanessa was working for. Later, when he met Sal who was helping the Resistance fight, he thought Vanessa was a human being disguised as an Eldar and that she was in the hive to look for technological relics.

But now it is 100% certain that this woman should be the emperor's great demon just like a living saint like Celestine.

After thinking about this, Qin Mo said: "You said last time that there was a voice guiding you. I need to convey something to that voice."

Qin Mo didn't wait for Vanessa to agree and said what he wanted her to convey: "Let's just say: if something happens, send the imperial army over and don't send psykers to Tailong. I annoy psykers the most."

"Sorry, I can't." Vanessa was very helpless, and then began to explain why she couldn't.

She could hear the voice in her ears and see some images, but these were intermittent.

Some of the knowledge that Vanessa knows that ordinary people don't know is also explained by that voice. She cannot actively convey information to that voice, she can only listen and analyze.

Vanessa calls the period of hearing voices and seeing images the period of revelation, which happens once a year. For her, the period of revelation is simply a cruel and merciless torture. Every word of the voice in her head gives her a headache. Want to commit suicide.

After listening to this explanation, Qin Mo thought for a moment and then asked: "Then why was you chosen and not someone else?"

"Because I have the ability to influence other people's thinking." Vanessa said, "I can make the most irritable people quiet down and listen to me, and I can drive the most cold-blooded and selfish people to devote their lives."

Qin Mo nodded thoughtfully, feeling that Vanessa's psychic power was really useful. If he wanted to choose someone like a messenger, he would choose someone like Vanessa.

It is also a good thing to have such a person as a messenger.

"What is the attitude of the High Lords Council of Terra towards the Tyrone Galaxy?" Qin Mo sat down on the governor's throne and asked Vanessa.

"There are people with various attitudes in the council. The Martian Forge General thinks you have many STCs that cannot be used to force you, and some people really think you are the emperor's messenger..." Vanessa carefully recalled the situation on Terra, " However, the vast majority of people still believe that the Tyrone Galaxy can be temporarily immobilized, at least not for now."

Qin Mo nodded. What Vanessa said was similar to what he had guessed.

After finishing speaking, Vanessa hesitated for a moment and asked in a low voice: "What are your plans?"

"I won't tell you." Qin Mo refused as he did last time when he refused to tell him about the method of traveling faster than light speed.

"You told Creed before that you would fight for humanity? Not at all, you are just fighting for yourself, otherwise you would tell me what you think, and you would tell me how to make the dimensional engine!" Vanessa Suddenly excited.

Qin Mo responded extremely calmly: "It would take thousands of years for people of the Adeptus Mechanicus to learn dimensional engine technology. What I'm talking about is cram-feeding knowledge, not the kind of learning where I write on the blackboard and they listen below. .”

"If the empire cannot learn to make dimension engines at all, then I can only hand over the dimension engines as tithes, instead of giving the drawings and printing equipment to the people of the Mechanicus and letting them grind away at it. "

After hearing Qin Mo's reasons, Vanessa didn't believe it at first, but then she thought about it and it really was true.

With the industrial production technology of Tyrone Galaxy, each person can have one piece of power armor, and the Dimension Engine will naturally have as many as it wants.

But even if the Imperial Navy is suddenly willing to use this unknown and suspected heretical dimensional engine, will the Navigator family accept their replacement?

"This universe is too dangerous and cruel. The entire human race is like a frightened cat. It will bite and howl at anyone or unfamiliar things regardless of good or evil." Qin Mo slowly stood up and walked towards Vanessa, " If I were not the Lord of Tyrone and had no army and fleet, the first ones to kill me would not be the Inquisition but the Navigator family and the Adeptus Mechanicus."

Vanessa nodded silently.

Qin Mo stopped in front of Vanessa and changed the topic: "But these have nothing to do with you. You are here to be a communication bridge, so just do your job well."

Vanessa nodded helplessly: "What can I do?"

Qin Mo really didn't think about what he wanted Vanessa to do. After thinking about it carefully, he decided to give her a small task to test her abilities: "From now on, the Tyrone Galaxy will form a star sector with more than ten nearby galaxies. , called Tyrone Sector, I don’t need to say more about who the Sector Governor is, right?”

"I understand. After the sector is established, ask the Ministry of Interior to send someone as the sector governor." Vanessa smiled and joked, but immediately became serious when she found that Qin Mo didn't laugh at all, "I remind you, you You have to be able to really control this star area, and don’t have any nobles or governors who oppose you.”

"You don't need to tell me, I'm already doing it." Qin Mo nodded.

Qin Mo hasn't seen the guards for several months because they are all doing the same thing.

Remove all stumbling blocks.

…

Tyrone Star Sector.

Galaxy No. 15, Industrial World No. 7.

In the capital cities of the industrial world, everyone stands in long lines on the side of the road.

A team composed of Governor's Guards and Planetary Defense Forces were marching slowly through the streets. The Governor of the Industrial World stood on a high platform carried by slaves and waved to his people.

Servants with half of their heads modified into loudspeakers followed on both sides of the high platform, preaching about the Governor's achievements as they advanced.

"When plague and the living dead appeared in our industrial world, it was our governor who solved all the troubles. He protected the lives of each of you so that you would not become food for the living dead."

"Praise to the Governor!"

"..."

On the top of the capital's bell tower, the heavily armed Gray stared at the governor who kept waving, thinking of plans rapidly in his head.

A plan for execution rather than assassination.

The execution must be carried out in the most fair and just way, with the most cruel and horrific means, in the center of the capital where there are the most people.

Then the rest of the vacillating or bargaining Governors of System Fifteen will know one thing.

That is to refuse to recognize the help given by the Lord of Tyrone, refuse to carry out the mobilization order issued by the Lord of Tyrone, and even resell the weapons aided by the Tyrone Galaxy... What are the consequences of this series of actions that provoke the Lord of Tyrone.