The Star Talker's words made the noisy hall quiet down.
The planetary governor looked at the Astropath. "What happened?"
"We observed this." The Astropath waved his hand.
An assistant came forward and showed the data tablet in his hand to the Governor and others.
The data pad lists the subspace ether data and defense force data of the Vitria system.
The complicated data gave the planetary governor a headache.
He knows every word, but he doesn't recognize them when they are put together.
"I don't understand." The Governor looked at the Astropath with a somewhat unfriendly tone.
If the other party wasn't an astropath, he would have wanted to kill him with a gun on the spot.
Use this to test the empire's outstanding governors?
It must be directed at myself.
This guy is a shameful villain.
"This is a report of a dark shadow appearing in the warp. After communicating with several star systems, we can confirm that this is the tentacle of a hive fleet. Their target is the Vetria star system, which means that we will be the first prey of this Zerg fleet."
The Astropath looked at the fat planetary governor in front of him, and a hint of disgust could not help but appear in his tone.
In order to fulfill the duties entrusted to him by the Emperor, he had to endure his stupidity.
To be honest, there are not many people in this hall who can still think normally.
Apart from intrigue and power-playing, these congressmen spend their days thinking about how to squeeze more money out of the already skinny civilians
He has neither military nor administrative talent.
Perhaps they have another purpose, which is to be thrown into food processing plants, ground up, and made into nutrient blocks to fill people's stomachs.
I can't even understand the simplest Ether data and Planetary Defense Force data.
What can the Emperor expect from these rubbish
Do you expect them to fill the stomachs of the Zerg
The Governor was very dissatisfied when he felt the contempt in the Astropath's words.
You know, he is a wealthy aristocrat with noble blood.
The executor of the Emperor's will.
The hereditary governorship is appointed by the Terra Senate itself.
A man of his caliber deserves respect.
But the tone of this astropath was so contemptuous.
If it weren’t for the other party’s special identity.
The Governor would definitely hang the other person on the gallows as a warning to those who spoke ill of him behind his back.
He would never allow anyone to despise him and his family.
The planetary governor's attitude was so arrogant and domineering, but when the astropath said that the Vitria system would become the prey of the Tyranids.
The Governor, who had always been arrogant and considered himself a human elite loyal to the Emperor, was frightened and turned pale, completely exposing his cowardly and incompetent nature.
So did many of the MPs in the hall.
There was no trace of the high-sounding look he had just had.
They are different from those stupid and numb lower class people.
Even though they had never been invaded by the Tyranids, they knew a lot about this terrifying race from information coming from many galaxies.
Wherever the Tyranids pass, even the planet's atmosphere will be directly stripped away.
All life will be devoured.
What’s even more terrible is that the Tyranids’ offensive is extremely terrifying.
Wherever they go, there is no way to resist them.
The Imperium has fought the Tyranids many times.
The victories were few and far between.
Occasional victories come at a heavy price.
Vitria being targeted by the Tyranids was undoubtedly a death sentence.
"Hurry and ask for help from the Empire. We need those chapters. We need the Imperial Navy."
The Governor stood up suddenly, and the wrinkled fat on his body trembled with his movements.
"The astropathic message for help has been sent. The expeditionary force led by the Primarch is in the Charadon star sector. I believe he will respond to our call for help." said the astropath.
"Then send a few more messages quickly and ask him to protect us." shouted the Planetary Governor.
After he finished speaking, he realized that there was something wrong with his words and quickly changed his words.
"Send the Primarch here and destroy these damn xenos as soon as possible. He is the Emperor's own son, and this is his duty."
Other members of parliament also spoke up.
"Hurry and get him over here."
"Yeah, send a few more messages."
"Don't stand here, send a message quickly and ask him to come over to protect us!"
Just now he was shouting for war and gritting his teeth, and he was just about to shout that he would kill the many senators of the Thirteen Primarchs for the Emperor.
But now they all looked different.
They wished Guilliman would appear in front of them in an instant.
"No matter how many astronomical messages there are, they are all the same." The astrologer shook his head and despised these good-for-nothings who claimed to be the elites of humanity more and more.
If people like this can be called elites, then humanity is truly in danger.
The reason these idiots are able to sit here is definitely not because they have outstanding personal abilities.
It is because their fathers used despicable means to deceive the Emperor and ruled this galaxy with the authority of the Holy Emperor that these idiots are able to sit here and call themselves the elite of mankind.
Given the current state of corruption and economic development in Vitria, a dog is put in charge of planning the planet.
I'm afraid no one could do worse than them.
"When will the Primarch's reinforcements arrive??"
The Planetary Governor asked again, his tone uneasy.
It seemed as if the Zerg would arrive outside the galaxy and kill him in the next second.
"There is no clear reply yet, but we expect to get a reply within a month," said the Star Whisperer.
"A month? When will the Zerg come?" the planetary governor asked nervously.
It took a month to get a reply, so wouldn't it take even longer to send reinforcements
I am afraid that the Primarch will arrive too late, and by the time he arrives, the entire Vetria will have already fallen into the hands of the Zerg.
These imperial elites, the pillars of human civilization, are probably long gone.
"In three months, the shadow of the warp caused by the Zerg fleet will spread to Vitria, and in five months, the first biological ship will arrive in the Vitria system."
Seeing the looks on the faces of these councillors, the Astropath had to explain.
"Don't worry, there's still half a year left."
Hearing the astropath's explanation, the nervous planetary governor showed joy.
In half a year, the Primarch's reinforcements should have arrived.
The question now is how to protect one's own rights and wealth.
The same is true for other MPs.
The nervousness just now disappeared completely.
In half a year, if you travel through the subspace, you can visit Terra several times.
The Primarch is in the Charadon sector, and it will take no more than a few weeks to reach the Vitria system, so there will be no problem at all.
Now they have to consider how to protect their wealth.
When the Primarch arrives, he will take away all power and industrial assets.
By then, they will have nothing.
"Why can't the Primarch see our loyalty?"
The Governor slapped the marble table in front of him and said angrily.
It is so hurtful that the Primarch treats them like this even though they are so loyal.
"Perhaps, we should find a way to make the Primarch understand that those at the bottom are not trustworthy. They are despicable and ungrateful."
“We really should find a way.”
"To prove that we are the only ones loyal to the Empire."
Many members of parliament were talking about this matter.
After looking at them for a moment, the Astropath turned around and walked out.
He really couldn't stand these stupid, selfish and greedy guys anymore.
... ... ... ... ... ... .
Shul fled back to his residence.
It was a large room located in the middle level of the hive, a "home" of more than 100 square meters.
For his work, he partitioned off half of the house to use as his office.
The back is used as my residence.
His detective agency is a family-style detective agency.
After all, there are still some risks in this business. It is not cost-effective and not confidential enough to rent an office specifically.
I saw the horrible Genestealer and had a fight with a monster.
Shul even forgot how he escaped from that terrible place.
He only remembered that after he broke free from the monster, he kept running, all the way out of the dark gathering place.
There was no rest in between.
Just keep running.
He probably ran more than ten kilometers.
At that time, his mind was blank, and even though he ran a long distance, his hands couldn't help shaking.
When he went to take the bus, everyone thought he was a lunatic.
Shule was still very grateful that he managed to escape back alive. This was a rare victory.
Back in his own residence, Shule felt a sense of security.
My mind, which had been blank all this time, finally regained its ability to think.
Oh my god!
OMG!!
Those ugly and disgusting things are in the dark corners of this city.
Besides that place, who knows how many other places there are.
Vitria couldn't stay any longer.
The monsters are already in the sewers, with an army ready.
This place is about to be baptized by war.
Those who remain will all be devoured by the terrifying Devourer that roams the stars.
Shul trembled as he gathered up what he considered precious.
He took out his savings and prepared to exchange them for a boat ticket.
No matter where, as long as I can leave Vitria.
While packing his things, he felt his scalp itchy.
I subconsciously reached out and scratched it.
But he found that his hands had grabbed a handful of hair.
For some unknown reason, his hair was falling out like crazy.
Shul ran to the mirror in his room and saw that his once thick hair had become sparse.
"The Emperor is above."
Shul remembered what the monster had done.
It was obvious that the other party left something disgusting in his body.
Those things are changing him.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
There was a knock on the door.
Shul was so frightened that he almost jumped up.
He was too nervous.
The things you see at the rally.
My hair is falling out strangely again.
These all indicate that something bad is going to happen.
"Who?" Shule walked to the door, holding the laser gun tightly with the safety on. As long as he pulled the trigger, the scorching rays would be emitted.
"It's me. Have you found my daughter?"
Hearing this, Shule breathed a sigh of relief and opened the door.
"Ms. Anna." Shule said, looking at the woman in front of the door with her face covered and wearing a black hooded robe.
The woman looked to be around 30 to 40 years old and was well maintained.
This woman's identity is definitely related to those chaebols.
Ordinary people cannot afford to maintain it so well.
Seeing the woman coming, Shule felt a little regretful. Why did he accept this mission? !
Although it's a lot of money, it's too dangerous.
He put himself into it.
Now, he just wanted to run away.
The woman came in, holding a bag with a redbud flower carved on it.
The bag is exquisitely made and looks very valuable.
The woman's walking posture was very elegant, and it was obvious that she had been specially trained.
Shule became more certain of his thoughts that the other party might be one of the chaebols.
Perhaps, he could seek help from the other party, get a boat ticket and escape from this world.
The woman carefully avoided Shure's few simple pieces of furniture.
There were two bodyguards following behind her.
The two bodyguards were tall and had well-proportioned bodies that contained terrifying explosive power.
Just like two cheetahs, once they attack, it is absolutely deadly.
One of the two bodyguards' eyes has been transformed into a mechanical prosthetic eye, making them look extremely fierce.
To have such a bodyguard, this woman must be someone extraordinary.
She stood in a slightly empty space in the room, looked at the nervous Shul, and asked, "Have you found my daughter? I'm so worried about her. I haven't seen her for such a long time, and I don't know if she's alive or dead. During this period, I lost my appetite and was in so much pain that I couldn't eat."
"I have found your daughter, but you have to pay me the rest of the money first. And this mission is too dangerous. I have to add one more condition."
Shure said.
When the woman heard Shul say that he had found her daughter, she showed a hint of excitement.
But when she heard Shule say he wanted to raise the price, she showed a hint of dissatisfaction.
"Sir, your last-minute price increase is not in line with industry practice."
"I almost lost my life. In addition to paying me, I also need a ticket to leave Vitria," Shul said. "If you agree, I will tell your daughter where she is."
"Ma'am, I have to remind you that that place is very dangerous. I have no way to bring her out, but with your strength, it is easy to do this, but we have to hurry."
The woman was silent for a moment, but finally nodded.
"I agree to your request, but can you tell me why you are so anxious to leave Vitria?"
"The situation is urgent, but if you want to know, you have to pay extra. The remaining commission will be doubled. I paid for this information with my life, and it is worth the price."
Shure said.
"Of course, Mr. Shue, I will pay you the agreed fee immediately and help you book a boat ticket," said the woman.
With a detective's intuition, Shul felt that something was wrong with this woman.
But he didn't want to care about the other party's tricks anymore.
Now he just wanted to get money and leave Vittoria as soon as possible.
After confirming that the other party’s credit points have arrived.
Shul told them where the liberal sect met and what he had seen.
"You mean Genestealers?" The woman looked a little surprised.
"Yes, according to what you said, it might be called this."
Shul didn't want to say anything more, he was feeling more and more uncomfortable.
My scalp itches, my fingers itches, and my whole body itches.
"Ma'am, our deal is over, can you leave now?"
"Then I won't bother you, Mr. Shue. I wish you a pleasant journey."
The woman smiled and turned away.
"Please leave as well." Shule said to the two bodyguards who didn't move.
But the next second, the other party took out a gun and pointed it at him.
"Madam, what do you mean?" Riel screamed in fear.
"You know the location of that little bastard, I have to thank you for this, but please die. The little bastard will be sent to the food processing factory like her mother. As for you, send it there too. I wish you can return to the arms of the Emperor, idiot."
The woman who walked to the door gave a sinister smile.
Hearing this, Shul's eyes widened.
Murder to silence the witness!!
This kind of thing can happen!!
Shule was no fool, he understood that he was obviously involved in the power struggle between those chaebol families.
He had heard some of the rumors in the tavern and had listened to them for fun.
I never expected that such a ridiculous thing would happen to me.
Now, he regrets it even more.
If he had not been tempted by the other party's generous reward, he would still be able to think of the unreasonableness in it.
As a noble lady, there was no need for her to ask him to find his daughter.
Those chaebol families must have such talents under their command.
The reason why the other party found him was probably because they had already prepared to silence him.
Thinking about the twists and turns involved, Shule knew he was doomed.
It was obvious that the two bodyguards were well-trained and had definitely killed someone.
Many families train some death warriors to deal with things that are not suitable for them to deal with.
And these two bodyguards are exactly that kind.
In fear, Shule subconsciously let out two roars that were clearly not human.
The roar made the two bodyguards stunned for a moment. This was definitely not a roar that a human could make.
Shul saw his chance and instinctively lunged at a bodyguard.
His biological instinct made him bite directly at the opponent's throat.
For some reason, his teeth became sharp and pointed.
He easily bit through the opponent's reinforced throat, and the bright red blood flowed into his mouth, making his mind clearer.
"Damn it!" Another bodyguard saw this and pulled the trigger at Shule repeatedly.
Shure has been transformed.
After biting open the target's throat, he finally felt the presence of the great will.
This universe belongs to the Great Will.
My previous life was so terrible and degenerate.
He should make all preparations for ascension.
These damn humans are so ugly, they believe in a corpse and regard suffering as their blessing.
What a stupid idea.
It is necessary for me to teach them the great will.
Let them understand that the meaning of life is to become one with the great, eternal will.
The fear in Shul's heart faded away, and his whole body was excited because he had glimpsed the truth of the universe.
He jumped continuously to avoid the opponent's laser attack, then opened his mouth and bit the opponent.
After all, the other party was a well-trained assassin, and he saw Shule rushing towards him.
The bodyguard knocked Shule, who had just completed the transformation, away with one punch. After keeping some distance, he raised his gun and shot continuously, forcing Shule to run away by hitting the window.
The bodyguard continued to shoot, but in the end he could only watch Shule disappear into the darkness.
"What is that?" The woman walked in and looked at the wounds on the dead bodyguard's body.
There was no sadness in her eyes.
Looking at the dead bodyguard was like looking at weeds on the roadside, without the slightest bit of mercy.
She was born to be the master of this world.
These bodyguards are just there for her.
It doesn't matter if she sacrifices herself, there will always be more bodyguards at her disposal.
Many civilians would willingly hand over their children to be trained as bodyguards to serve her.
"An infected genetic hybrid, master." The bodyguard spoke sparingly with his words.
They have been trained since childhood to obey their masters and remain silent at all times.
"Is it Tyran?" the woman asked.
"Yes, there should be Genestealers in the city. Maybe we should act quickly."
Hearing the bodyguard's words, the woman nodded and took out a photo of a girl.
"It's time to take action. Take your men to kill this guy. Remember, don't leave any evidence."
After saying that, the woman turned and left.
Unexpectedly, there was an unexpected gain.
She was thinking about what benefit this news could bring to her.
Any news is valuable.
As long as it is used in the right place.
The bodyguard looked at the place where Shule escaped, then turned and left to complete his mission.
... ... ... ... ... ...
This side of the hall.
The planetary governor and many senators are still discussing how to make the Primarch trust them and give up those damn low-level bugs.
"Let them betray the Empire." An old councilor shouted, "As long as the Primarch sees these damned bugs betraying the Empire and the Emperor, he will surely understand that he can only rely on us elites."
"We are the only ones who are loyal to the Emperor. Those at the bottom will never be grateful for what the Empire has done for them. They will only complain that the Emperor and the Empire don't give enough."
This proposal attracted hushed discussions among many members of parliament.
"But how should we make them betray the Empire?" asked the Governor.
Many congressmen looked at each other and were suddenly caught in a dilemma again.
Obviously, this matter is beyond their capabilities.
Over the years, in order to maintain their rule.
The lower classes have been tamed to the point of having almost lost all their blood and no longer dare to resist the empire.
Even the gangsters would say a few words for the great emperor.
One can imagine how excellent their training work is.
When the congressmen were at a loss, a voice broke the deadlock.
"I have a plan."
A woman walked in, causing many councillors to talk.
"Ms. Anna, you shouldn't be here." A congressman looked at the woman who walked in, somewhat displeased.
"It has nothing to do with you. I am only here to offer advice to the Governor." The woman looked at the congressman with disdain.
The financial tycoons in Vittoria are complex and intertwined.
In order to seize her husband's inheritance, Anna murdered her husband's daughter from his ex-wife. This behavior made the ex-wife's forces extremely dissatisfied.
It’s a pity that they couldn’t find any evidence, otherwise they would definitely dare to have someone kill this woman.
Now that she appeared here, the faces of those congressmen who were unhappy with her turned ugly.
The planetary governor waved his hand and asked the senator to sit down. Then he looked at Anna and said, "Do you really have a way to make those damned lower classes betray the empire?"
"Yes, Governor," Anna said, "they will soon start a heretical rebellion if you wish."
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