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Chapter 1775 Iron Planet (Double Point Series is still fun)

The colony is located on the planet Alpha V in the Avius constellation. It is a newly developed colony. Its members come from the technological planet that was originally controlled by the Dardanelles and was overloaded with people. Their purpose here is simple, to further transform the environment and climate of this planet and lay a good foundation for those who come later.

Most of the minerals mined from Planet 3 will be sent here for further processing and assembly after smelting to expand the colony in front of us. According to the information provided by Dardanelles, there are currently residents here. They are all pioneers sent here from the mother planet by transport ships.

But for Duanmu Huai, none of this matters.

Night Crow Black Star slowly landed on the platform, Duanmu Huai strode out of the cabin, and Ogis sat on his shoulders, silently scanning the surroundings. Kurokawa Akane stood on the other side, looking at the huge metal spire in front of him with a bit of curiosity and nervousness.

The platform was full of workers, who were doing their work in silence. No one cared about these outsiders, and they didn't even react to Kurokawa Akane's probing gaze. Everyone wrapped themselves tightly in work clothes, wearing gloves, boots, and helmets.

Silent and calm.

A very good group of slaves.

The only sound echoing on the apron was the roar of the machines. No one spoke or shouted. Duanmu Huai glanced around and continued to walk forward. Just as he stepped off the apron, a group of people appeared in front of him.

"On behalf of the Crufford family, I welcome you to Steel Star, distinguished guest."

The leading man gave a flattering smile and bowed to Duanmu Huai.

"We have prepared guest rooms and delicious food for you so that you can wash away the fatigue and dust of the journey..."

"I'm not here for a vacation."

Duanmu Huai didn't even look at the other person and spoke directly.

"Take me to the Governor's Palace."

"The Governor is currently busy."

The man's expression was still flattering, but his tone was firm.

"He is currently unable to spare the time to greet you all. I know that you are distinguished guests sent by Lord Dardanelles, but we on Iron Star have our own..."

The man stopped talking here, because the next moment, accompanied by the sound of a bomb, the man's head and his upper body were directly blown apart, and his internal organs and blood spurted out, staining the ground around and the servants beside him. Even the workers who were working silently stopped at this moment. They stood up and stared at Duanmu Huai and his group. The air was filled with tension and tension, but Duanmu Huai didn't care about it. He didn't even look at the workers, as if they didn't exist at all.

He just stared at the person in front of him and continued speaking.

"The Inquisition does not accept rejection, no matter what form it takes. I am sure that I have made a clear request through the Dardanelles - let the supreme ruler of your planet come to see me in person. I don't care if he is a mud-legged peasant from the countryside, nor do I care how much his pitiful self-esteem is worth. I only know that he rejected the Inquisition's request, and this is intolerable."

Duanmu Huai's voice was not loud and was very calm, but his voice was clearly heard by everyone, as if a heavy hammer was hitting their hearts.

"Now, I repeat, take me to the Governor, or I will kill you and find someone who is willing to take me there."

Although the empire has fallen, the Inquisition is still alive, and Duanmu Huai doesn't mind personally teaching these country bumpkins what kind of respect they should show to the Inquisition.

If they can't learn...then teach them with blood and corpses.

The latter raised his head, and they mustered their courage to stare at Duanmu Huai. Then, another person reached out and wiped the blood off his face. He gritted his teeth, looked angry, and stared at Duanmu Huai.

"You can do that, but you will never get what you want by using violence! This is not our home planet! Don't think you can intimidate us and make us obey you!"

Duanmu Huai didn't say anything.

He has just said what he wanted to say.

So naturally there is no need to repeat it to the dead.

A sound like muffled thunder suddenly erupted, waking Rost from his sleep.

"Damn it, what happened?"

Rost complained as he sat up from the bed and put on his clothes. He had never heard such a sound before. Was the Governor planning to blast the mountains and the land again? Couldn't he let people sleep peacefully for a while? Since being sent here to do hard labor, Rost hadn't had a good sleep for a long time. He was required to move on time with other workers. He was not one of those damn freaks...

The sound stopped.

Rost stood up and planned to see what happened. That bastard supervisor didn't come to trouble him today, but this was not good news for Rost. Maybe they had thought of a new way to torture him?

The door opened, but it was not his co-worker who came in.

Rost looked in horror as a guy as tall as a bear and wearing heavy armor walked in. The black muzzle of his gun was pointed at him. The muzzle was even as big as his head. Before Rost could react, he saw the other party took out a strange instrument and scanned him from top to bottom. Then he stretched out his big hand, grabbed Rost's collar, and pulled him out of the shed.

It was only then that Rost realized that the surroundings were dead silent. The construction site should have been bustling with activity, but now there was no sound at all. There was only the roar of the machine fan and the sound of cutting through the air. Next to him, there were several guys as tall as the giant. They stood there like robots, not saying a word, and the scarlet eyes in the helmets stared at him coldly, which made Rost feel extremely scared.

"grown ups."

The big warrior threw Rost to the ground.

"He is clean."

Rost raised his head and looked ahead. The first thing that caught his eye was a pair of sturdy legs, then black armor, a golden skull and a double-headed eagle, and then a terrifying face that he had never seen even in his nightmares!

What a fear that is!

At that moment, Rost even wanted to scream out. He felt that the bald man in front of him was even more terrifying than those soldiers. He just stared at him, but that look seemed to strangle his throat, making Rost unable to speak at all.

It was not until the other party looked away that Rost realized that he had subconsciously stopped breathing. "Answer my question."

The bald man stared at Rost. His voice was low and loud, causing Rost's heart to swell and tremble.

"What's your name? What's your position?"

"I, I'm Rost Walter. I... I'm just a loader now."

"What about before?"

"I am a guard at the Governor's Palace. I used to be."

"very good."

The man nodded.

"Take us to the Governor's Palace."

"…………………"

Rost hesitated for a moment, then stood up. He was not a stupid idiot. He had seen the blood on the other person's body. Of course, what made Rost make up his mind was the head lying next to him. It was the supervisor's head. Now it seemed that he no longer had to worry about the other party deducting his work points.

"Got it. Please follow me."

Rost hadn't left the dock for a while, but when he left, he found that it was almost the same as before. The surroundings were still as deserted, and there were even few people on the streets. He walked down the street with a group of fully armed and armed guys who came from nowhere, but no one came up to ask him.

"There doesn't seem to be anyone here?"

The bald man walking beside Rost asked, and Rost thought about it and gave an answer.

"At this time, they might be in church."

"worship?"

"Yes, everyone gathered in a big house, talking to a strange thing..."

"…………………"

The bald man was silent for a moment, then continued to ask.

"You said before that you used to be a guard at the Governor's Mansion. Why were you sent to work at the docks?"

"Because I don't like their way of doing things."

Although the man next to him gave people a scary feeling, Rost thought it would be better for him to answer the other party's questions obediently.

"They require everyone to install mechanical prostheses to transform their bodies... This is really disgusting, and as guards of the Governor's Mansion, everyone must do this. I have no interest in this kind of prosthesis, because prostheses are generally prepared for those with disabilities. I am not disabled, so why should I replace my hands and feet?"

At this point, Rost became angry.

"But those people are simply crazy. They even beat others and forced them to replace their prosthetics! And they said this is some kind of God's grace! I don't want such disgusting things!"

"What did they say?"

“They say…”

Rost frowned and recalled carefully.

"What are you saying... Flesh and life are evil and broken, only machines and gears will last forever... Therefore, all human flesh and blood must be discarded, leaving only steel and metal..."

The bald man stopped.

"Are you sure that's what they said?"

"Me? Sorry, I'm not sure, but that's probably what you mean..."

"……………………"

"grown ups?"

"Do you know where they worship?"

"I know."

"Take me there."

Duanmu Huai gave the order coldly while clenching his hammer.

Why trouble yourself and let yourself be overwhelmed?