The giant corporations that started from Night City

Chapter 421: Arrival at Prospero! Star God Fragments! Trade!
When Guilliman and other Primarchs led their troops to Prospero, the Emperor had already issued orders in advance for the Thousand Sons Legion to remain on standby and await further notification.

If they dare to escape at this time, it would be tantamount to betraying the empire, and by then they would not be able to clear their name even if they jumped into the Yellow River!
Therefore, before the Universal Corporation took action against them, the soldiers of the Thousand Sons Legion could only stare at each other dryly and wait patiently for the latest instructions from the Empire.

"Tarasim..."

At the flagship headquarters of the 9th Expeditionary Corps, a giant corporation, Jack Wells received a signal from the Necron Trazyn.

The other party requested to meet with the commander-in-chief of the fleet.

As the head of the giant company in the Warhammer universe, Jack Wells came here with a series of missions.

If nothing unexpected happens, he will become the interstellar governor of the Warhammer universe, in charge of all military and political affairs here.

This mission is also a test for Jack to see if he can shoulder the heavy responsibility of being a local governor.

"Reply to the other party and you can accept their communication request, but there is no need to meet them in person."

Jack Wells ordered.

He knew Taraxin, and that he was even a key partner of a giant company. However, before initial trust was established, it would be safer to keep a proper distance.

After all, this guy is a notorious cosmic-level collector who likes to get other people's stuff for free. There's no guarantee that the other party won't set his sights on the warships and strategic weapons of giant companies.

You know, this expeditionary force is equipped with neutron killing weapons, MD-500 Little Doctor, miniature Falling Star Spear Cannon and other devices.

If you are not afraid of thieves stealing, you are afraid of thieves missing you.

As Jack pondered, he ordered his officers, "Start normal communication with Trazyn in ten minutes, connect to the headquarters of the Myriad Worlds Base, and share the content of this call."

This matter is very important and the boss must be informed.

"Yes, sir!"

ten minutes later.

A holographic projection appeared on the bridge headquarters, and a silver-white metallic skeleton creature appeared on the screen. At first glance, it looked like a half-finished AI robot.

It was none other than Trazyn, one of the Necron Overlords.

"Hello humans."

Trazyn was very polite. He greeted Jack right away and introduced himself: "My name is Trazyn, and I'm a galactic collector."

"I am very interested in you, a group of strange human forces!"

There was an unfathomable mystery in Trazyn's voice, as if he had seen the true origins of the world's giant corporation.

In response, Jack Wells remained unmoved and replied calmly: "I know your background, Trazyn. Before we start this conversation, I must remind you."

"All creations and resources in the Prospero galaxy belong to humans. You'd better give up your unrealistic fantasies to avoid getting burned."

Needless to say, Jack knew that this guy was most likely eyeing the battleships of Megacorp or the gene-seed of the Thousand Sons Legion.

He had to warn the other party firmly to avoid causing unnecessary trouble.

Anyway, the Universal Corporation has already warned it that if Taraxin is shameless, it will be dealt with as well!
After hearing Jack's warning, Tarasim fell silent, and the atmosphere of the conversation seemed a little awkward.

It is thinking about how well the global giants know about it and where their information and channels come from.

Its reputation and fame among various civilizations in the Milky Way is indeed very great, but it is not so great that everyone knows its background.

"Humans? Then I'm curious, which tribe of humans are you from? The Empire doesn't have so many new warships, let alone use AI artificial intelligence."

Trazyn chuckled. Before communicating with the Megacorp, he used his equipment to conduct a simple reconnaissance and scan of the Megacorp's various fleets.

Dense naval gun arrays, streamlined structural optimization, AI shipborne systems, a large number of drones...

This was obviously not a creation of the human empire, so Trazyn was very curious about the origin of this human fleet.

"We are affiliated with the Ninth Expeditionary Corps of the Universal Corporation and are currently carrying out secret missions for the Emperor."

Jack answered without hesitation.

These words not only revealed the identity of the Megacorp fleet, but also revealed to the other party that he was working for the Emperor. As for the relationship between Megacorp and the Empire, he left it to the other party to guess.

"A giant company in the world, serving the Emperor..."

Trazyn quickly responded, "You are from outside the Milky Way, and you wandered to the outer galaxies during the Golden Age. Now you have returned to your homeland?!"

As the living historian of the Warhammer universe, Trazyn collects not only artifacts and various strange creations, but also has a great interest in collecting historical fragments.

For example, through the Prism Gallery, real historical events can be restored using statues in curved rooms, or displayed using high-gloss holographic images.

In some ways, Trazyn has a deep understanding of the history of the Warhammer universe, and it is not an exaggeration to say that he is a living history book.

So it naturally links the origin of the world's giant companies with the lost golden age of mankind.

Jack Wells did not respond, which was considered as tacit approval of Tarasim's imagination.

"I never thought that humans could leave behind a group of you who are among the last glimpses of the universe!"

Trazyn was filled with emotion. The last time he saw an array of warships of this scale was tens of millions of years ago, during the great war between the Necrons and the Old Saints.

After the Ragnarok Battle, the Necrons suffered heavy losses, and coupled with a stab in the back by a C'tan, the Necrons began to fall apart. The overlords of each race built tombs to lie in hibernation and became stay-at-home otakus.

Such a magnificent battleship array has not appeared in the Milky Way for a long time.

"You've come all this way, and brought so many warships with you. Are you planning to burn the Prospero System to ashes? Has the Thousand Sons Legion offended you?"

In the following conversation, Trazyn kept asking Jack questions, and Jack responded briefly and forcefully throughout. Most of the information had to be pieced together by Trazyn's own imagination.

As for the problem with Tarasim, Jack didn't ask too much.

Because there is a lot of information about Trazyn in the database of the giant company headquarters, and even the location of Trazyn's lair is known, it is not difficult to find it.

"Tarasim, since you love collecting treasures, why don't you make a deal with us? You can get the collection you want."

At this time, Jack Wells, who received Leon's order, suddenly said to Taraxin.

At Leon's instruction, Jack took the initiative to propose a deal to Trazyn.

As expected, when Trazyn heard that there was a chance to collect something on this trip, he immediately became interested and asked, "How's the deal?"

Trazyn really wanted to collect some of the giant corporation's warships, AI drones, soldiers, or some senior officers and generals.

In fact, Trazyn had collected quite a few soldiers and officers from the Human Empire, and these soldiers and troops could form a large army.

If the Emperor needs it, he can even seek reinforcements from Trazyn. For a powerful civilization like the Universal Corporation whose origins are unknown, Trazyn certainly cannot take the treasure he loves by means of cunning and robbery as usual.

If we can do some trading, that might not be a bad idea.

"We want the fragments of the Star God."

Jack said bluntly.

For a moment, Trazyn was visibly startled, as if he had heard some incomprehensible nonsense.

Fragments of the Star God? How is this possible?
"This is absolutely not okay!"

Trazyn refused decisively: "The Star God fragment is my lifeblood. I can't trade it."

"Don't even think about it!"

In the ancient War in Heaven, the Star Gods were defeated by the Old Gods, the Ancient Saints, and other civilized species and were dismembered. They trapped these energy fragments through special technical means.

Make use of this magical fragment for your own benefit.

Star God fragments can be used as weapons, enhance the weapons of the Chaos Daemons in the Warp, and distort real space and change the terrain.

This ultimate pure energy body is Taraxin's magic weapon to save his life. When his body is damaged in battle, he can use the power of the star god fragments at any time to transmit his consciousness back to the tomb nest.

He then opened the coffin and rose up, completing his resurrection.

Even the evil gods and demons in the warp would covet such a treasure. Even if Trazyn loved collecting things, he would never trade this thing.

unless--

The world's giant companies can give it enough benefits!
"Don't be so hasty to refuse. Why don't you listen to the conditions we offer you?"

Following the instructions from headquarters, Jack Wells said to Trazyn, "First, we can send you to another universe, away from this troubled place."

"In that stable universe, you can choose any piece of land as your base and continue to expand your collection."

If you were to ask what civilized species in the Warhammer universe desire most, supernatural power or immortality? Actually, neither.

Peace, stable development and a good living environment are what all civilizations desire most.

But in the Warhammer universe, there are the temptations of the evil gods of the Warp, and there are various alien races fighting for territory. Where there is desire, there is struggle, and the burning galaxy is destined not to stop.

This place is dangerous.

Since the current situation of the Warhammer universe cannot be changed in a short period of time, we have to find a way out on our own.

If the mountain doesn't come towards me, I will walk towards the mountain.

It just so happens that most of the universe's giants are stable and peaceful universes, which is a paradise that Trazyn will never be able to find in his lifetime.

Even the Star Wars universe, which also has hyperspace, a subspace-like entity, is much safer than the Warhammer universe.

"What did you say...another universe?!"

Trazyn was confused. Could it be that this human force had found a way to other universes in the extragalactic galaxy? But this was too outrageous.

I'm afraid it's Jianqi disguised as a liar, deliberately coming to steal its treasure!

"Even in ancient times, you, the Necrontyr, have never dominated the galaxy, but now is your chance."

Jack Wells methodically put forward the conditions of the giant enterprise: "We can escort all the Necrons to a new universe far away from here, which is absolutely safe."

"There are no messy evil gods or demons, no crazy alien races. You can rebuild civilization there and reshape your soul and body."

After hearing what Jack said, Trazyn stared at him deeply. He became more and more suspicious that this was a conspiracy set up by the evil god Tzeentch, whose purpose was to deceive him.

Even subvert the entire Necrons clan!
"At that time, we had just fought a great battle with the Ancient Saints, and the Star God took advantage of the situation and invaded, causing us to suffer heavy losses."

Trazyn said solemnly: "We have been to the galaxy outside the Milky Way, trying to find a new home, but it is no safer there than in the Milky Way."

"On the contrary, unpredictable cosmic disasters frequently occur, such as supernova explosions, deadly gamma rays, and death black holes that distort space and time..."

"These impenetrable shackles have prevented the Necrons from exploring the outside world."

From Trazyn's narration, Jack learned about an epic space epic of heroes fighting for supremacy.

The sudden rise of the Orcs, the dense Zerg fleets, and civilized races that control various unique technological powers occupy all parts of the galaxy.

In addition, Jack also learned from Tarasim about some civilizations that control time technology!
Their warships can freely travel through any time period and any cosmic dimension, just like gods who can come and go freely.

Unfortunately, these mysterious civilized species are not friendly to aliens.

Therefore, in Trazyn's view, compared with the unknown areas outside, the Milky Way, although it has the four little ones in the subspace, is fighting with other messy forces.

But other places are not bad and life is manageable.

Although the Necrons are indeed in decline now, a lean camel is still bigger than a horse. Relying on the technological capital of their ancestors, the Necrons still have some weight in the Milky Way.

At least the situation is much better than that of the Human Empire.

They are made of metal ribs, without any meat on their bodies, and even their souls have been destroyed by themselves. The evil gods and demons in the subspace are too lazy to pay attention to such a species.

Even if the entire galaxy is completely burned by the war, the Necrons can still live comfortably, and there is no great need for them to move.

"No, it is a real paradise. The Necrons will not be in any danger there, because everything there is the private property of the Universal Corporation."

"Taking care of it is as simple as tidying up your own backyard garden."

Jack Wells patiently explained to Trazyn.

The universe controlled by the giant corporations is basically covered by the interests of the universal trade circle, and the giant corporations have absolute control over all star systems.

And these can be used to trade with Trazyn.

Of course, Leon wanted more than just the Star God fragments in Trazyn's hands. Other technological points of the Necrons were also his targets.

"A real paradise? Haha."

Trazyn doesn't believe that there is really a so-called paradise in any universe.

Unless that civilization has completely taken control of all the galaxies in the universe, new races will inevitably emerge in those unowned lands.

(End of this chapter)