Warhammer: Hail to the Void Lords!.

Chapter 526 06.0525: "Nurturing Hope"

He used a serious look, silently conveying through his eyes: 'Woman, don't play with fire.'

She stared at him for a while, then took a step back and said, "As you wish, Captain. I will try my best to find the correct cable and cut off the power within five times."

There was a hint of tenderness in Letty's natural blue eyes, which made Horatio feel very strange, as if the vulgarity and unrestrainedness she usually showed were all deliberate disguises.

But it's hard to say. Horatio looks at this woman, who has so many secrets and so many clones. Can he really tell which one is the real her?
It was obvious that she had many secrets, but because 'the time had not come', she kept her mouth shut.

"This one shouldn't be moved either, it will activate the missile to restart."

"It's not the red one, it's the countdown to self-detonation."

Finally, on the last try, the power clamp behind Ratti clamped onto a set of white wires.

Horatio activated the omen fragment again, and after three scenes flashed by, nothing happened, and he and she were still alive.

“It should be this one.”

click!
beep!

A long beep sounded, indicating that the power supply to the impact sensor of the missile fuse was actually cut off.

The rest of the missile's structure was still functioning normally, but the impact fuze had completely failed.

In the void suit, the sweaty Horatio let out a long breath.

“I’m glad we’re alive.”

"Glad you're alive," Lati corrected, smiling.

Horatio chuckled and slipped out of the gap in the guide head.

"Farida is pregnant." He turned on the cooling button of his helmet and said casually.

"That's very welcome news, Captain.

When you return to Abyss Port in the future, I think you can undergo the second stage of surgery. According to the test, the results of the first stage of surgery have matured in you and are mature enough to withstand the improvement of the second stage of surgery."

"Second stage of surgery? What's it for? You're not going to give me a two-heart and three-lung surgery, are you?" Horatio said jokingly.

"Of course not. Because I have a better way to make you stronger, more perfect, and closer to...human. This will help us nurture the 'brightest future' and make the human empire great again."

"What standard of 'human' is this?"

Ratti smiled and avoided the question: "This is a surgery with a long history, but it is still developing, improving and perfecting today."

Horatio used his time traveler's mind to carefully examine the key information that might be revealed in every sentence of Letty.

"No matter how strong you are, you can't surpass the imperial guards around the great Lord of Humanity."

"It depends on the person. At least as far as this transformation surgery is concerned, you are the first person to experience it." Lati neither denied nor agreed, but just introduced it to herself.

"Is it reliable?"

“As long as you are happy with your body so far, stage two and other subsequent surgeries will only take you to the next level and make you more satisfied.”

"So the first stage of surgery is the most uncomfortable?"

"Such a generalization is not correct. To be precise, it is just a foundation, a clean white paper."

"Let me think about it after I return to Abyssal Port."

"Of course, this is your right. If you disagree, I can't do anything to you. But...when something happens in the future, I hope you won't regret your decision."

"Goodbye, Father, and let's sort out this mess."

"As you wish, Captain." She gave a respectful gear salute.
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In the captain's office, Horatio sat back on the soft sofa.

After such a long and difficult battle, his stomach was already empty and he was starving.

The fresh food on the ship, such as vegetables and frozen meat, had also been eaten.

The Epic is not big enough, so like most destroyers and escort ships, there is not enough space to install hydroponic farms and ecological ranches. This means that planting and breeding production activities cannot be carried out inside the warship. There is only an extra-large freezer, but with so many officers, dinners, and celebrations, it has been emptied out during such a long voyage.

What was left now were the pre-prepared foods he had scavenged from the Tianzhou, the 'Aurora Triumphal Army'.

Although the style has declined compared to before, Horatio, who has not developed aristocratic disease, does not feel that there is anything wrong.

——It was a combination of meat and vegetables, with a balanced nutrition. The taste was also what he liked, spicy and tasty. There were no strange additives. It was packed in plastic and then steamed and sterilized. Therefore, the shelf life was short among the Imperial canned foods that could easily last for dozens or even hundreds of years, but it was still more than ten years.

"Uh, uh, Captain, how come our dormitory was hit by a torpedo after a battle?" Veronica burst into tears and slumped on the table opposite Horatio.

“Captain.” Louise saluted and walked over quickly: “After inspection, nearly half of the officer cabin was damaged, including mine and Military Supervisor Hood’s.

Sage Lati wanted to take the missile back for research, so... it is still in place, traveling with the Epic."

"Let her be. She promised me there would be no explosion, and I watched her cut the fuse wire and shut down the missile detonator."

Farida also came over, looking much better than before. She was not wearing a uniform, but a loose silk pajamas.

"Dear~" She came over with brisk steps and used a private name.

This should be the first time that she has shown her lively and lovely side in public since she became a member of the Military Supervisory Committee, although there are not many people like her in the government office at present.

She couldn't wait to lean close to his ear: "You ~should ~ know ~that ~I ~am ~pregnant ~with ~your ~child~" The blonde beauty spoke clearly, with rhythmic pauses, word by word, then winked and made a heart shape on her soft and silky pajamas.

"Of course, congratulations, dear, you're going to be a mother."

"You too, you're going to be a father~"

“Ahem~!” Anya Fasha came over with the pilot girls and twisted her big wavy hair with her fingers: “Captain, shouldn’t you also sympathize with the pilots who fought hard for you for so long and returned to find that their dormitories were gone?”

"Emmmmmm, let me think about where else I can sleep."

"Captain~"

Veronica rolled over from the sofa: "I see your official hall is quite big, 50 square meters, even if each person has square meters, it can sleep ten people.

Look, there are eight of us pilots, as well as Lieutenant Louise and Inspector Hood. Oh! Miss Calculator's cabin is also packed!

Then the beautiful black-haired nun said that she could just squeeze in and sleep against the wall in the infirmary. Um, captain, so excluding the nun, there are eleven of us. Shouldn't you share your cabin with us?

Otherwise, we can't share a living cabin with the male officers, Captain, we are the ones who rolled on the same bed sheet, oh no, the carpet~Captain~"

"Uh..." Horatio sweated profusely and quickly looked at Farida beside him.

But she surprisingly did not show her usual sharp tongue.

"Uh... do you mind?"

"Well, I do mind." Farida twirled her golden curly hair and threw it back proudly: "But so what? I have already won."

She smiled and stroked her belly.

"Our first precious child is in my belly. It is a symbol of status and something that others cannot obtain."

She spoke to herself without asking the other wings whether they cared who gave birth to the first child.

Others may not know, but Farida values ​​it very much.

"Since the Military Supervisor doesn't mind, Captain~" Veronica rolled onto his legs coquettishly, acting like a cat.

Suddenly, she looked up at the columns on the ceiling with wide eyes.

"Meow! I'm the boss's cat! Get out of the way!"

Yo Yo screamed and jumped over, scaring Veronica so much that she sat up suddenly, hit her head on the mahogany table, and then rolled to the ground screaming.

The half-cat girl squatted on the sofa and said proudly, "Boss, we also did some work this time."

"Yeah, that's good. I heard from Brother Korchagin that you are quite capable." Horatio smiled and started to comb her thick black hair with his five fingers.

"In that case, let's fill our stomachs first. We're returning home anyway, so eat whatever you want, no limit!" Horatio snapped his fingers.

"Okay! I want ice cream!" Veronica was waiting for this sentence. She sat up with her head covered, and her big eyes, which were filled with tears of pain, revealed conflicting emotions of pain and happiness.

"In that case, Captain, please bear with me tonight~
I want braised chicken with rice, which is a bit like the food called pilaf in my hometown of Taran." Fasha glanced at the handwritten recipe handed over by the chef, and nodded at the "braised chicken with rice".

"Then I'll have beef noodles in sour soup. I don't know why, but after having our child, I seem to like sour food very much." Farida snuggled up to Horatio with her legs together, hugging his arm and saying, looking very happy on her face.

"Then maybe it's going to be a boy? Captain, I have counted the remaining supplies. Emmmm, there is one more thing I want to report to you. My bedroom... is also in the torpedo evacuation area." The young accountant Yin Shuyao came to Horatio and reported, while whispering to Farida.

"Really?" Farida sat up straight and blinked her starry eyes.

"Well, there is an old saying in Aurora called 'sour boys, spicy girls'. Well, boys are good, girls are good, I like them all." Then she suddenly hugged Horatio: "Hey, dear, why don't you have another daughter later."

"...Well, that's fine, but why don't we eat first?" He pinched his kidneys with a wry smile. Behind this small request was a lot of hard work and sweat.

"Then~ after giving birth to this baby, I will eat more spicy food for the next one~ so that we can have a son and a daughter!"

"Okay, Inspector Hood, you're the only one showing off your affection. If this puts pressure on us, we should also consider having children with the captain." Fasha sat opposite her and smiled crookedly.

These words frightened Farida so much that she shut up immediately and sat up straight, somewhat shyly.

"Just kidding, just kidding~ Don't be nervous, hahaha. But as for the child~ well, I really haven't thought about it. I don't know if I can live to see how old the child will be." Fasha's eyes were distracted, and he said thoughtfully.

"You will see, Fasha." Horatio said, sitting up straight. "You will all have it, and you will definitely see the children grow up happily."

"Hehe, my child must be as cute as me." These words made Veronica under the table start to fantasize.

"Maybe you'll have a pair of purple eyes like me." Louise couldn't help but start to imagine: "But your blue eyes are also very beautiful."

"Then my child..."

When the topic of childbirth was brought up, everyone around Horatio put aside the bitterness and hatred of separation and death in their lives.

They were immersed in happy fantasies about the future, and imagined beautifully the beauty of having a house full of children in the future.

Reproduction is the only thing that coexists with faith and is a long-lost beautiful vision that can bring warmth to mankind in the dark and cold 41st millennium.

It is also the power that allows mankind to fight against evil and the cornerstone of the glory of billions of troops defending their country.

Without reproduction, the Imperium of Man will cease to exist, and the Light of the God-Emperor will not survive.

It is because of the birth of generations and their struggle for lofty ideals that mankind has been able to stand tall in a galaxy filled with monsters and alien threats, and has continued to write the fate of mankind's struggle and its unyielding glory with generation after generation.

(End of this chapter)