Emperor's Bane

Chapter 524 The Human Empire, a program that runs on bugs

Everyone knows that the Xiami clan is the war boss, Goge and Mao Ge are the great pioneers, and the biggest tech tyrant among the big tech tyrants. He leads his subordinates to count countless Xiami the fart, braided boy and Bald Lao. Big guy waaaagh! Emperor Ka Huang Ka throughout the galaxy once said such a passage.

On that day, the most mighty, the most powerful, the most waaaagh! The super boss kicked open all the gold cans around him, then grabbed the most capable, craziest, and most thoughtful person under his command, the one with a melon-headed thief who could make the dripping spirit grow bigger, and then pointed at him Waaaagh your own greatness! , chatting with her.

+ Come here, stand up straight, don’t just look around and wonder, let me want to tease you: I came to you today because I wanted to tell you something. I was talking to you recently. I like to discuss something with that fart, and the two of us came up with something super waaaagh! Plan, I think this plan is really wrong, so I will tell you about it. +
+ I'm thinking, I will lead you to fight for a few more years, and clean up those beasts, sharp ears, unruly people, and other things that are mysterious and trivial, until this corner I don’t have any exciting opponents anymore, so I’m going to throw this shit to you guys: I’m going to take people back to my hometown and tinker with some awesome and rare stuff. +
+ But, I know that all of you high-ranking leaders are holding back bad water in their stomachs and want to cause trouble for me: I don’t worry about leaving you here like this: if the time comes, you guys If you just give me some useless nonsense and delay my real business, then don’t I also forget this idea? +
+ So, I plan to throw you smart and dishonest generals, as well as your respective bald boys, into the corner, where there are all those who can't deal with us. Cutting stuff, you guys are just there fighting with me, whatever do you want waaaagh! Just waaaagh! Don't let me think about anything! +

+ As for these nearby places, I plan to give them to those generals who are honest but not bright-minded, and let them sit here and squat, don't worry about those things, and at the same time, they can keep an eye on you guys. To be honest: Although they don’t have many boys, they are still able to fight thieves and don’t say anything when something happens. I can rest assured if I leave this mess to them. +
"On the contrary, the places under my feet are the old places where we have lived for many years. Every nook and cranny is quite well maintained. It is much better than the broken ground where you are squatting. I plan to make those places better." Come and clean up these places: Although these bastards are all empty-headed and confused, and you look down on them, I feel safe using them, and these cowards are thieves and sly. , they are also very scheming, and they can also engage in flower jobs, which is much better than you guys who only know how to fight!
+ Anyway, that’s what I think. I think I’m pretty good at it, but I heard that you are also a thoughtful person and can tinker with rare objects, so I brought you over. Let me tell you, what do you think of what I am thinking? +

【…】

#Muttering sound...#
+What did you say? Louder! I can't hear it! +

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[I say, Father, I wish you the best! 】

Morgan raised her head, smiled, and her words were full of sincerity. Then, she stretched out a finger and pushed aside the five hundred worlds of Ultramar that were shining brightly next to her ear and were about to hit her face. Let the projection of this wealthy country float slowly in the room.

+...+
[Don’t lie to me, father, although neither Macado nor you have been with me for a long time, the difference in style between the two of you is really obvious: it is absolutely impossible for Macado to do this plan. Yes, on the contrary, there is a 100% probability that it was made by you. 】

In this way, driven by Morgan, the territory of the Lord of Macragge was running around in the turbulent empire, but it could not find a place to stay: until it gradually drifted to the other end of the galaxy, He was tightly held by a big hand that swallowed up the stars, and in the next moment, he was reduced to ashes.

[If that’s not enough, I can also add Jonson’s adoptive father, Luther. 】

[To put it in a nutshell: there is nothing we can do. 】

Morgan sneered. She didn't even bother to put on the most basic disguise. The voice of the original body wandered across the galaxy, penetrated the illusory kingdom of Jonson and Ferrus, and directly exploded in the place where the Emperor was. Enter Holy Terra.

Make a replica and give it to Guilliman?
He will probably like this kind of gift.

That is: when you have really made some meritorious service and clearly ask for something from the Emperor's side that is not so important that it is not worth giving up, the reward from the Lord of Mankind will be particularly satisfying.

[Just like the Eldar priest is obviously just a spy of destiny, but always wants to reverse destiny itself, and Malcador is obviously just the leader of the Terran government, one of the [components] of the human empire, but he designed Many of his plans have to face the entire human empire, and face things that he doesn't understand at all, such as the Great Crusade and the Primarch: therefore, the failure of both is inevitable. 】

and so……

+ Don’t change the topic, Morgan, I want to hear your suggestion: This final bottom-line plan is gradually completed based on your original proposal on Terra. Don’t you have anything to say about this? ? Or do you mean that you can’t see the problem with it? +

[Since you know that this plan is based on my original proposal, and my proposal is definitely the most feasible method that I can imagine, how can I raise other issues? : If I could have singled it out, I would have said it. 】

The primarch shrugged.

+I summoned you here to listen to your advice, daughter.

The owner of the giant palm was a little unhappy.

+...continue. +
The emperor's words were as cold as ice, causing Morgan to shrink her neck unconsciously. The long speech in her heart was also deleted and replaced by a quick explanation, for fear that the emperor's fatherly love would come to her in the next second. On the body.

The Lord of Avalon was thinking in her heart, but she did not stop talking: Morgan was not worried whether the Emperor would give this useful star map to her. After all, she had already convinced herself through observation. thing.

+Is it possible that there will be some cognitive gap between you and Malcador? After all, he designed this plan, and he may not understand the essence of your thoughts: As I said before, you It's best for two people to be fundamentally different. +
【...呲! 】

[Is it possible that this plan was not made by Machado at all? 】

+Instead of hearing these feeble compliments from your mouth: If I want to listen to hymns, I can probably go to Horus, Fulgrim, or any official on Holy Terra . +
[Don’t you think about Perturabo? 】

[I can feel that the biggest problem is what you just said. 】

The primarch suppressed his laughter.

[As I just said, your and Malcador's acting styles are completely different extremes: I personally think that Malcador's acting style is a bit like the prophetic priest in the Ark Eldar tribe, and your style , is more like a big tech master among the green-skinned orcs. 】

Facing the Emperor's silence, the Lord of Avalon smiled eagerly. Her cold eyes began to circle around the galaxy star map wandering in the room. The greed in it was so undisguised that she even wanted to paste it directly on it. The look on the Emperor's face told him to understand.

[To put it simply, Malcador is like the priests of the Eldar. Although they are meticulous, have various methods, and are unfavorable in their own fields, they always have to intervene in things that they are not good at. Tasks that are beyond their capabilities, causing their plans to always deviate from original expectations, or even lead to total collapse. 】

+...+
The Emperor was silent for a moment.

The emperor turned his head, with a trace of surprise on his face. He looked at his daughter in disbelief, and the palms that were originally hanging naturally clenched into fists: It seemed that if Morgan If he cannot give a satisfactory reply to the Emperor, then the Lord of Avalon will feel some kind fatherly love.

+...+
[So, what are you going to bet with me, father? 】

+! +

[How about this star map? I'm not a greedy person and don't ask for too much. 】

+ Are you so sure? +

+How did you figure it out? +
When hearing this sentence, the Spider Queen first smiled, and then mentally reviewed the core parts of the entire "Dawn Lady", thinking about where she should put this star map, and whether We can complete mass production and then use it to do other things.

For example...

+...Ah, I made an oversight. +
The emperor was stunned for a moment, then shook his head without any guilt.

She understood that although the Lord of Humanity had small problems such as being indifferent, squeezing his subordinates, talking in riddles, and hiding three things, he still had a very good advantage, an advantage that made Morgan's heart beat.

The original body's eyes looked a little tired.

[I can bet you that Conrad’s hometown is full of gold. 】

[It’s a very simple truth. Father. 】

In short, when the Emperor rewards you, you'd better specify a certain object directly to him, rather than waiting for him to give you something: after all, the Emperor's distant light possesses the ancient times of mankind. The beauty of simplicity is full of pragmatism philosophy.

+...Tsk. +
The Emperor frowned, and there was a look of disapproval in his pupils: in the past, this look was enough to make Horus tremble, enough to silence Sanguinius, enough to make even the Emperor's most rebellious son retreat. Unwilling to confront their genetic father.

On the contrary, it was the fatigue in Morgan's pupils, that mixture of joking, sarcasm, compassion, and a little bit of exhaustion (it seemed like he was too lazy to confront him tit-for-tat), that actually made the Lord of Mankind look at him for a brief moment. , then turned around and sighed.

But soon, the emperor discovered a sad thing: that is, this nirvana that was effective for all his sons did not seem to have a great impact on his daughter.

Morgan spread his hands, and her words made the Emperor think for a moment: the fatal fist of fatherly love was finally loosened, and the Primarch breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.

[Given the Sigillite's style, the plan he submitted would most likely be a plan that looked perfect, with insanely precise details, but could not withstand practice and scrutiny at all: If Malcador were to formulate this plan, he would definitely force what he was familiar with, that is, the operating logic of the Terran government, to every corner of the Great Crusade.]

[For example, let Terra's tax collectors be equal to the Legion; for example, let the Warmaster be under the jurisdiction of the Terra Council; or forcibly bring the power of the entire galaxy to Holy Terra: Although the Sigil Bearer was certainly not a fool, he did come up with these ill-timed plans because this was his trick when he was in charge of the Terran government, and he would naturally extend it to the Great Crusade. 】

[After all, Malcador is only a member of the Terran government. His duty as a bureaucrat is to maintain stability, so he will naturally tend to the plan that he has already tried and fully figured out: he will centralize power and think Thoroughly centralize power and expand the power of Terra, rather than like this plan...]

Morgan smiled.

[Self enfeoffment is carried out in a rough manner. 】

+...+
[This rough plan, I can tell at a glance that it was made by you, father. It is filled with a green-skinned beauty: although it seems to be full of problems and flaws, it is so simple and rough that one cannot bear to look at it, but when When it actually works, it's surprisingly effective. 】

[Being thoughtful is not necessarily a good thing, but being unpredictable is not a bad thing. 】

[You often act just like the big tech masters among the greenskins. You all have theoretically almost unlimited potential, and you can use this unlimited potential with a very absurd freedom. Picking and using them carefully, they finally build things that those who are thoughtful can never imagine. 】

+Then you mean that my thoughts are not as careful as Malcador’s? +
The Emperor asked with a smile, but he didn't look very angry. 【almost. 】

The primarch nodded.

[I personally think that careful thinking is not a complete compliment. Just like the Eldar priest is theoretically stronger, but if it is allowed to have an unrestricted duel with the green-skinned master, I don't think so. Watch out for those pointy ears: the same goes for you and the palm print bearers. 】

[Rather, it is precisely the indifferent attitude of you and the greenskins: just like the big tech master doesn't care about his own life, and you don't care about your crown and status, it allows you to play whatever you want without existing constraints, and The Eldar priests and Malcador who are trapped in the prophecy or system cannot do this. Their attitudes are destined to be unable to be like yours... uh...]

The primarch was stuck, and she had to search in her mind for the right adjective: but every adjective the Lord of Avalon came up with sounded wrong, even insulting.

+Do you want to say...+
In the end, it was her genetic father who took a step forward and rescued Morgan.

+Heartless? +

【…】

[Actually, I originally wanted to say that it’s just a matter of luck but it’s just what you said. 】

Morgan smiled exaggeratedly, but this smile did not satisfy the Emperor. He still looked at the star map in front of him with some worry. After all, the original plan in his mind was completely missed: maybe because of unwillingness, or maybe It was the last insurance. He threw the question to his daughter again.

+Morgan, do you really think there are no problems with this enfeoffment system? +
[If you want to talk about problems, there must be some, but I think...]

The original body protracted her tone, and once again she took the entire star map into her eyes, and what she just thought about came to mind: In fact, the Lord of Avalon had already discovered the system when he first glanced at it. Thousands of questions, but when she calmed down and thought about it carefully, Morgan discovered that these questions seemed to be related to this system...

Complement each other?

……ha!

The Primarch just wanted to laugh, because she soon discovered that this was indeed the case.

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In the final analysis, the emperor's plan is not something new and original, but is a work that traces the origins of human history: not to mention that the enfeoffment system is one of the oldest political systems, it was designed by the emperor alone For this system itself, Morgan was able to find several almost identical entities from her limited historical knowledge.

Like [Western Zhou Dynasty], [Edo Shogunate] or [Holy Rome] or something...

The Primarch even suspected that her genetic father had copied these exactly.

Take a look at the core idea of ​​this so-called [Final Plan]: it is nothing more than turning the current fertile land of the Milky Way, that is, the solar star field centered on Holy Terra, as well as the fertile areas of several surrounding star fields, into Terra. The [Celestial Territory] under the direct control of the government was entrusted to the various original bodies, and in the process, the Terran government used clever means to make the territory and power in its hands far more than any single one. The Primarch Realm.

Under the premise of this one-on-one absolute strength crushing, the Emperor encircled those Primarchs that he felt were trustworthy, or at least would not cause big troubles, around the Terran Territory. As [Arch Guards]: The beloved Fulgrim and Vulkan sit in the maelstrom in the east, while Dorn and Ferus protect the two wings in the south and north. In the west, there is only one Lorgar. , what big things can the Word Bearers Legion do?
As for guys like Horus, Morgan, Guilliman, Conrad, and Mortarion, who were either outstanding in ability or not so reassuring, they were placed at the outermost edge of the galaxy. Even if their [vassals] are wary of each other: even if any two of them join forces, facing the powerful Terra Heavenly Territory and the loyal defenders around the Heavenly Territory, they can only suppress it. The ambition in my heart is gone.

Therefore, if you really want to look at it from the perspective of maintaining stability, this is actually a pretty good plan: although the enfeoffment system itself is a very backward thing, the current situation in the empire is not much better. As for the existence of the enfeoffment system itself The two huge problems, under Morgan's reverse scrutiny, seem to be able to survive safely under this system.

First of all, there is the fundamental reason why 99% of the feudal system will collapse: that is, with the development of productivity and the continuous exploration of the bitter and cold frontier lands, those who were originally scattered in the marginal areas and had a lot of room for development. Country], after continuous development, Tianling, which sits in the core area but has no room for development, will be far behind, thereby achieving backlash and even conquest from within. .

In Morgan's memory, there was a very famous feudal country in ancient Terra called [Zhou]. Its country's decline was largely caused by the backlash from the border areas. The outermost Fang country With the long development and accumulation, its strength gradually surpassed the land directly under the Wang family and the Wang family's vassals who were trapped in the central area.

But for the empire, this is not a problem. After all, even in the solar star field, which is currently the most developed by mankind, the number of planets that have been truly developed and utilized is less than one-tenth of the total: this is still after the so-called The accumulation of the golden age and the dark age has only reached the figures.

Judging from the current territory of the human empire and the boundless territory of the entire galaxy, it is probably not until ten thousand years later that humans can only control a limited part of the galaxy: so even the Terran Territory, which sits in the center of the galaxy, does not have to worry at all. There will be insufficient space for one's own development.

On the contrary: because the Terra Heavenly Territory itself is a prosperous area, with good population, infrastructure and related experience, Holy Terra has more advantages and strength in developing the planet than the fringe countries of the original bodies. The gap will only grow wider.

And even after 10,000 years, Terra's development space is really insufficient. To put it bluntly, let's not say whether this system can last for 10,000 years. If the integration of the border areas cannot be completed during the advantage period of 20 years, then this position deserves to be replaced.

The Empire has no need of incompetents.

Therefore, the biggest problem of the feudal system is not a problem.

As for the second point, that is, the gradual rigidification of the feudal system itself, Morgan has also considered it: just like the Edo shogunate on Holy Terra successfully maintained its feudal rule for a long time, but it has no relationship with the outside world. The isolation and communication, as well as the increasingly cruel internal circulation and exploitation, also made its rule extremely fragile in the later period. Appropriate external force can bring down the rotten interior one after another.

But it’s still the same sentence: The size of the Milky Way is too large, so for the entire human empire, there is no isolation of communication at all: the key factor to break the isolation of communication is an independent empire that is enough to [Outsiders] who have an impact on the entire empire, but after the Great Crusade, there is no possibility for such outsiders to exist.

As for the rigidity of the system, what kind of system will not be rigid? The rigid enfeoffment system sounds even better than the rigid centralization system, and again, if the rulers of Terra cannot solve this problem in this long period of time, then their positions will deserve to be replaced. Sit down.

As for other minor issues, such as the situation where various vassal states join forces to counterattack the Terran government: not to mention whether it is possible for each original body to have its own country and cultivate its own concept of governance. To form a huge army, there seems to be only one feasible candidate to be the leader of this coalition.

That is: Horus.

And letting Horus resist itself represents the Emperor's Terran Dominion...

……Well……

It would be better to hope that Mortarion would take the initiative to learn psychic powers.

Also, there are some questions...

Morgan frowned, her brain was working rapidly, and thousands of questions and loopholes popped up in her mind, all of which revolved around the solution in front of her that was so crude that it made her eyebrows jump.

But even the Lord of Avalon had to admit one thing in the end: no matter how many fatal loopholes she came up with, in the face of the extremely vast fault-tolerant space of the Milky Way, and the ancient wisdom of the feudal system, which was already very stable, these The problem doesn't seem to be that serious?

The empire can afford it.

In other words: Although there are indeed countless problems in the divided human empire, none of these problems are fatal in themselves, and they cannot be combined to form a fatal situation. Many of them will even contribute to this system. The operation of the problem: because problems also squeeze each other.

It's just like……

It's like a program, a program full of countless bugs. Although Morgan still can't figure out why this program is running, but from the current point of view, it can indeed run, and it can run even better. They appear to be more stable and longer-lasting than those carefully designed programs. Various careless designs avoid making mistakes in more details and leading to siltation.

【…】

It's really unfair...

The original body took a deep breath. She looked at her genetic father and the Emperor's eyes waiting for an answer. Then, the Lord of Avalon just smiled back, a very helpless smile, and A serious and sincere answer.

[If you want to ask my opinion, father, then I have only one thing to say. 】

[If by then, this enfeoffment system can really run, and it seems to be running well: then no matter if you discover any problems in it afterwards, even if it is one that you think will not have a big impact on the system itself piece of cake……】

[Don’t touch it either! 】

【Tens of millions! Ten million! Don't touch it! 】

+...+
+What should we do? +

【Um……】

The primarch thought for a moment.

[We can...write notes. 】

【Then? Then believe in the wisdom of future generations and... luck. 】

(End of this chapter)