Warhammer: I don't want to be a stinky can! ! !

Chapter 219 211. Before the Pharmacy Room
It's eerily quiet here, only the sound of the river flowing quietly in the distance, those strong acidic liquids slapping on the shore, splashing little beads.

The woman was still sobbing softly. She sat on the ground, staggering, wiping her tears under the stimulation of both fear and excitement.

Hades took a deep breath. He squatted down and looked at the woman as much as possible.

"You said you wanted us to take you away."

Hades said calmly,

"and then?"

The gray-haired woman stared blankly at Hades, which allowed Hades to see her gray eyes clearly, turbid and clear against each other, like glass beads mixed with impurities.

Hades looked at her silently, waiting for her answer. The woman seemed to realize that she had been silent for too long and might annoy the lord, so she hurriedly spoke, her voice was weak and trembling,

"My lord, I was a digger before, and I was responsible for fishing out useful things from the waste water. I can."

The digger whispered quickly, she knew what the lord was up to, and he wanted her to prove her worth.

She had been a digger, always had been, and that was all she could do.

"Then you can do these things here, instead of following us."

Hades cut her off.

"Do you know what this selection is for?"

"I know, my lord, your legion is recruiting fighters, I didn't mean to break your rules, I just want to see you, I'm not."

Digger was starting to get scared, and she shuddered as she tried to explain her "violation" and Hades sighed inwardly that he didn't mean it.

"actually,"

Hades said seriously,
"The Death Guard came here, in addition to recruiting space fighters, they are also recruiting mortal auxiliary troops at the same time."

The digger shuddered violently, and Hades felt her shaking more and more violently. Her gray hair was like a clump of weeds struggling to take root in the strong wind.

"My lord. Thank you. My lord"

She took her hands away from her face, calluses and corrosive scars covered her abnormally swollen hands, and the digger stared at her hands, with a sudden frenzy in his gray eyes,
"My lord, I was the first person to pounce on Supervisor Fence. I was the first one. You may not remember me, but I was the first one."

"I smashed his disgusting head with a sharp stone, and then tore his flesh with my nails."

This is how the same thing?

As if to answer Hades' doubts, Jia Luo's voice sounded on the private channel in time,
【Master Legion did not hang all the managers. Lord Mortarion left behind a manager of the knight order, and then gathered the people of the main hive city together and released the manager in front of them. 】

Hades took a breath,
【Then. There will be a massacre. 】

【Yes, Commander. 】

Mortarion was using his simple ideas to give meaning to these people's rebellion.

The last criminal runs from under the gallows of his companions in dismay. The silent crowd will first make way for him, but the crowd will be set on fire after the first torturer leaps forward and bites him.

Those people who are usually weak like lambs will burst into astonishing anger. Everyone is tearing their "enemies" with their own hands.

Hades could imagine the Lord of Death standing on the high platform, appreciating the resistance with satisfaction.

The first thing Mortarion did in Galaspar, and so far the only thing, was to liberate, and teach them to liberate.

Hades blinked, and he looked at the excavator. She was immersed in the memory of killing the manager with her own hands, and her eyes shone with fanatical conversion.

"We can take you."

"You will pick up a gun and struggle on the hellish battlefield on earth. You will be crushed into pieces by shells, crushed into mud by tanks, and burnt into a gaseous state by the high temperature of electric melting."

"I will, my lord, I will, I am already living in hell."

Hades was silent, anyway, he couldn't say that the war she might face would be a war of liberation, because he knew it wasn't.

"My lord, take me away, take me away, I am no longer willing to live here, 'liberate', I am willing to convert to you and your army, my life is given by you and your army."

The 'liberation' spoken by the diggers is Babarusian.

Hades sighed.
"I can take you away, but it's not my decision to liberate Galaspa. You need to thank someone else."

O Mortarion, was this a vision you had in mind when we all discouraged you from liberating Galaspar?

Are you really thinking about the people above?
War, sometimes very simple, is the stacking, analysis, and calculation of data. Both parties in the war try their best to obtain the data of the opposite side, hide and cover up their own data, and the one who counts well will win the game; sometimes it is very complicated. , Those inexplicable emotions and thoughts are twisted and mixed together, roaring with every bullet fired.

Which is the main one, Hades doesn't know either.

The digger was stunned, and she looked at Hades in bewilderment, as if a believer suddenly realized that she had worshiped the wrong god.

"Go, I'll take you to him."

After hearing Hades' words, the digger was overjoyed and nodded wildly like a chicken pecking at rice.

Hades stood up, [pharmacist, treat. 】

The first thing she needs is treatment. If these injuries are ignored, there is a high probability that this woman will die directly.

Hades stared at her festering broken leg and thought, because she knew that she would definitely not pass the selection, so did she choose to trade her injury for speed?After all, because of the item of "health", the other contestants will definitely consider not allowing themselves to be disabled.

While the pharmacist was treating the excavator, the excavator spoke timidly. She seemed to realize that although Hades had a fierce tone, he was actually very easy-going.
"My lord, you took me to meet another adult, what do I need to pay attention to?"

Hades looked into the distance, and the figures of the second batch of selectors appeared faintly at the edge of his sight.

"...You don't need to pay attention to anything, you've done a good job."

"May the Lord of Death appreciate your tenacity."

The trial selection went smoothly, and other selections were also carried out in sequence, but the difference was that the rules were changed, and those who did not meet the [healthy male] standard could still participate in the selection, and these people would be incorporated into the mortal auxiliary army of the Death Guard. The Death Guard promised these men higher military ranks and certain educational resources.

The administrators of Galaspar are also to be chosen from among those incorporated into the mortal auxiliaries.

If you don't want to participate, but still want to enter the mortal auxiliary army, you can wait for the special conscription later, but after being incorporated, it will be the most common grassroots.

Hades has other things to do now, which is most likely his own selfish desire, but he still did it.

Before Mortarion came out, Hades took a deep breath, gave up the communication application, and started knocking on the door.

Perhaps it is more appropriate to describe it as smashing the door.

The digger timidly hid behind Hades, her left calf was replaced with a black metal prosthetic, and the silent and depressing environment on the Endurance obviously frightened her.

Hades refused to admit that she was startled by her knocking on the door.

"What the hell are you going to do?"

The door was slammed open, and Mortarion strode out with a grim expression. There were light dark circles under the Primarch's eyes, and Hades was sure he smelled the kind of cartoon villain wizards who had to cook porridge to get rid of it. The stench came out.

Mortarion has been working in the pharmacy recently. After Mortarion developed several potions specifically for the environment of Galaspar, Hades decided not to ask whether Mortarion was fishing.

Although with the ability of the original body, these kinds of potions may not take long.

Mortarion still didn't allow Hades to enter the pharmacy, and Hades was even listed at the top of the forbidden list. Mortarion's explanation for this was that he was afraid that Hades would enter his pharmacy and eat indiscriminately.

Hades smiled kindly at that, Mortarion, if you don't know how to explain, you don't have to.

Hard, fist hard.

"You're not in charge of the Gallaspar conscription?"

Mortarion glanced at Hades indifferently, and asked dissatisfiedly, Hades felt that he was about to lose his temper, please look at our identities before talking.

But considering that Hades is now followed by a mortal woman, Hades decided to let Mortarion go first this time.

"Conscription is going well."

"I met a mortal, and I thought you might need to meet her."

Mortarion frowned dissatisfied,
"Hades, I know you like to be whimsical, and I understand that, but this is not an excuse for you to interrupt my work."

"If you're okay, I'd be more than happy to give you some extra work."

Hades kept a dignified silence on this, turning sideways to reveal the digger behind him, and the gray-haired woman curled up like a frightened little mouse under the gaze of the two giants.

Hades took a few steps back wisely, not letting his and Mortarion's size overwhelm the lady.

"Say what you want, ma'am, the Lord of Death will understand you."

Hades added thoughtfully.

The excavator trembled, Mortarion's sense of oppression might be too strong, this is the chilling atmosphere that even a space warrior would tremble, let alone a mortal who was facing Mortarion directly.

She assumed a trembling posture, her knees were half bent, and she was trying not to kneel.

".grown ups."

The Digger spoke, her voice hoarse with inflection, and her hand reached forward in vain, as if trying to grab the corner of Mortarion's gray cloak, but there was nothing.

Mortarion frowned, looking down at the mortal. What was she going to do?
If it's something boring, Mortarion is happy to give Hades a boost.

".Thank you for the liberation you brought to Galaspa."

Hades saw it clearly. After the excavator said those words, Mortarion was completely still, like a dead body that had been dried for a thousand years.

The digger, unaware of the change in Mortarion, lowered her head and sobbed,
"You liberated us, you wiped out the Knights, thank you, thank you."

"Before that, no one spoke for us. We were the worms they crushed to death. My friend was executed three days before your arrival because the toilet paper produced in the factory area where she was located was not soft enough."

"She died just like that, because of a word from the Knights, I wanted to fight them desperately, but I couldn't do it, I couldn't do it."

"Lord, thank you for avenging us, you are the divine punishment from heaven, thank you, I am willing to give everything for you."

"I can pick up a gun, you can instruct me to kill anyone, I can be a rusty knife in your hands, please take me in, I don't want to go back."

The excavator wanted to kneel down, she hoped to kneel down piously and kiss the feet of the gods, but she was not allowed to kneel down, so she could only tremble and support herself, trembling.

Mortarion looked down at the digger, and there was a long silence.

Bad memories from the past came up, he was accused of childishness, he was accused of recklessness, he was accused of cruelty.

He may have been at fault, but they scolded him to the bone.

The guys who fight with the abacus, the guys who are full of selfishness.

After going through so much, when he was about to bury this memory in the corner of his memory, a witness who proved his original intention appeared.

Mortarion lowered his eyes and crouched down.

"Your name, mortal."

"The Knights gave me a number."

"That number no longer exists, I don't want to hear it."

The gray-haired woman was still whimpering. "The others call me Digger."

"Would you like to use that name?"

She trembled, but shook her head firmly.

"It's not worth my work for it."

"It's not worth it," said Mortarion, "but you are, and so I call you Sineth, and I accept your allegiance."

Sinise began to cry, and she covered her face and began to cry bitterly. After experiencing all this, she was broken, but she was still able to start another life of her own.

Mortarion stared at Seneth in silence, Fenus and Vulkan's reprimands sounded faintly in his ears, what are you doing by doing this?
This is what I'm doing, Mortarion thought sarcastically, but that's all he could do.

After the destruction is another period of new beginnings, and now the beginning of Galaspar has not really come true, but Mortarion believes that it will eventually begin, the death guard has planted the seeds in Galaspar, and it will germinate of.

The Lord of Death had heard from Hades, and Mortarion spoke as gently as he could,
"Do you want to stay in Galaspa and build here, or do you want to fight with the Legion?"

"I will follow you, my lord."

Mortarion shook his head, then nodded again,

"I see, I appointed you as the manager of the first company of the Death Guard Mortal Auxiliary Army. You need to grow up as soon as possible to bring death to the enemy."

"One day, you will bring liberation to others."

"Until then, live tenaciously."

"Yes, my lord."

Mortarion stood up, the primarch's armor making a muffled sound, particularly abrupt.

"You need to rest now, Sinise."

They watched silently as the servitor led the lady limping away, and it wasn't until the two figures became a blurred dot in the corridor that Mortarion spoke again,
"Am I doing it wrong? Am I doing it right?"

Hades remained silent for a rare moment, and Mortarion realized that Hades had fallen silent too.

Hades said dully,
"From her point of view, you did the right thing."

"If you want to make further changes, is there enough time?"

"At least we can keep a policy and plan, and then hand them over to the Mechanics and the managers here."

enough.

The Lord of Death stared silently at the direction where Sines disappeared. She was a tough enough individual. Mortarion appreciated her toughness, but she worshiped Mortarion as a god. Is this another kind of slavery?Mortarion did not know.

But at least she knows the weight of resistance, and the next war will give her the truth. Under the rule of the foolish people of the Knights, this kind of awareness is already rare, and he can't ask for anything else.

"I'm in a good mood now."

After a long time, Mortarion said, "I am happy for those who awakened voluntarily."

"She proved that I'm not alone in this journey."

Ideal stupidity and realistic selfishness, Hades does not comment on this.

"This may be the last dream after leaving Barbarus."

Mortarion whispered, then he turned around and re-entered the pharmacy room, and by the way Hades threw a ball of boiled medicine dregs through the crack of the door,

"It's poisonous, but you can eat it, you can't die, and you can't waste it."

"This is the product you just interrupted and caused me to fail."

Mortarion closed the door again, Hades sighed, and took a bite of the freshly boiled medicine dregs.

Then he retched violently, vomit—this is very poisonous.

　Among them, part of the conversation between Mortarion and the excavator was directly taken from "The Pale King". Yes, that's how they talked in the original book, but Mortarion didn't squat down.

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　　Tomorrow's college entrance examination, I wish all the college entrance examination candidates the gold list titles.

　　The Lord of Changes wishes you all the right luck.

　　The blood god of the cranium grants you the courage to go forward.

　　The loving father of the garden promises you life in good health.

　　The Lord of Desire rewards you for your refined research.

　　Everyone who strives hard for their own future will receive the emperor's blessing. Even if the fate of human beings is ups and downs, individuals can still use themselves as swords to tear apart a corner of the dark sky, revealing golden light.

　　Although hope is small, it is still burning. The struggle between individuals and reality has never left the era. This is true for 3K, and so is 40K.

　　(I feel a wave of emotion. I just finished the college entrance examination last year. Two of my friends went to Hengzhong to repeat the exam. I hope they can pass the exam this year. It is too tortured. One friend lost more than 20 catties in half a year, and the pressure was too great.)
　　
　
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