Warhammer 40: Gods Of Mortals

Chapter 155 Vanessa's Mission
"I'm here to help." Vanessa replied respectfully with her head down.

Qin Mo waited silently.

Seeing that he didn't ask, Vanessa took the initiative to express her intentions: "I know every move of the High Lords Council, and I also know some retired imperial soldiers. I can help you contact the high-level empire... That voice asked me to do so. "

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

Vanessa helped kill the patriarch when fighting the gene stealers in the bottom nest, and then became a test subject for a while.

At that time, Qin Mo was still not sure who Vanessa was serving for. Later, when he met Thrall who was helping the Resistance Army fight, he thought that Vanessa was a human being pretended by the Eldar, and the reason for staying in the hive capital was to find technological relics.

But now it is 100% sure that this woman should be the emperor's big devil like a living saint like Celestine.

Thinking up to this point, Qin Mo said: "You also said last time that there is a voice guiding you, and I need you to convey something to that voice."

Before Vanessa agreed to Qin Mo, he said what he wanted her to convey: "Just say this: If you have something to do, send the forbidden army over and don't send psykers to Tailong. I hate 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 and see some images, but these were intermittent.

Some knowledge that Vanessa knows that ordinary people do not know is also explained by that voice. She cannot actively convey information to that voice, but can only listen and analyze.

Vanessa calls the period of hearing the voice and seeing the picture the apocalypse period, which occurs once a year. For her, the apocalypse period is simply a cruel and merciless torture. Every word of the voice in her mind gives her a headache. Want to kill myself.

After listening to the explanation, Qin Mo thought for a while, and then asked, "Then why were you selected and not someone else?"

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

Qin Mo nodded thoughtfully, feeling that Vanessa's psionic power is really useful, if he wanted to choose someone like a messenger, he would choose Vanessa.

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

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

"There are people with all kinds of attitudes in the council. General Mars Foundry thinks that you have many STCs who cannot be forced to fight, and some people really think that you are the emperor's envoy..." Vanessa seriously recalled the situation on Terra, " However, most people still think that the Tyron galaxy can be temporarily immobilized, at least not now."

Qin Mo nodded, what Vanessa said was similar to what he calculated.

After finishing speaking, Vanessa hesitated a little, and asked in a low voice: "What is your plan?"

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

"You told Creed before that you would fight for humans? Not at all, you just fight for yourself, otherwise you will tell me what you think, and you will tell me how the dimensional engine is made!" Vanessa Suddenly excited.

Qin Mo responded incomparably calmly: "It takes thousands of years for members of the Adept of Mechanics to learn the dimensional engine technology. I'm talking about cramming knowledge, not the kind of learning that I write on the blackboard and they listen to it below." .”

"If the empire can't learn how to make a dimensional engine at all, then I can only hand in the dimensional engine as a tithe, instead of handing over the blueprints and printing equipment to the people of the Mechanic Order and let them make it. "

After hearing Qin Mo's reason, Vanessa didn't believe it at first, but after thinking about it, it really made sense.

With the painting-like industrial production technology of the Talon galaxy, each person can have one piece of power armor, and the dimension engine naturally has as many as they want.

But even if the Imperial Navy is suddenly enlightened and willing to use this dimension engine of unknown origin and suspected heresy, will the Navigator family accept being replaced?

"This universe is too dangerous and cruel. The entire human race is like a frightened cat, biting and howling at anyone or unfamiliar things regardless of good or evil." Qin Mo slowly got up and walked towards Vanessa, " If I were not the Lord of Tyrone, without an army and a fleet, the first ones to kill me would not be the Tribunal but the Navigator Family and the Mechanicus."

Vanessa nodded silently.

Qin Mo stood still in front of Vanessa, and changed the topic: "But these don't have much to do with you, you are here to be a bridge of communication, so do your job well."

Vanessa nodded helplessly: "What can I do?"

Qin Mo really didn't know what to ask Vanessa to do. After careful consideration, he decided to give her a small task to test her abilities: "From now on, the Talon galaxy will form a star region with more than ten nearby galaxies. , called the Tyrone star region, who is the governor of the star region, don’t I need to say more?”

"I understand. After the formation of the star region, let the Ministry of the Interior send someone to be the governor of the star region." Vanessa joked with a smile, but immediately became serious when she found that Qin Mo didn't laugh at all, "I remind you, you If you can really control this star area, don’t appear nobles and governors who oppose you.”

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

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

Get rid of all stumbling blocks.

……

Tyrone star area.

Galaxy No. 15, Industrial World No. [-].

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

A team of Governor's Guards and Planetary Defense Forces was slowly marching through the streets, and the Governor of the industrial world stood on a high platform carried by slaves and waved to his people.

The machine servants with half of their heads converted into horns followed both sides of the high platform, proclaiming the achievements of the governor as they advanced.

"When the 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 the governor!"

"..."

On the top of the clock tower of the capital, the heavily armed Gray stared at the governor who kept waving his hands, and he was scrambling for a plan in his head.

A plan for execution rather than assassination.

It is necessary to use the most open and aboveboard method, the most cruel and terrifying means, to carry out the execution in the most crowded place in the center of the capital.

Then the rest of the vacillating or haggling doges in system No. 15 will know a thing.

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

(End of this chapter)