Warhammer: Angron Training Manual

Chapter 81 Extraterrestrial Visitors
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A year and a half passed.

In a tall tower, everyone was holding a meeting.

Qin Xia, Angron, the gladiators, Brown, all these core figures were present.

In addition to them, there are production representatives elected from the civilian population and military officers.

And two white-haired girls who looked exactly the same, standing together holding hands.

"The food stored in the warehouse by the Murray family is enough for a long time. Because of this, although we cannot produce food, at least we don't have to worry about it."

"Ten thousand professional soldiers have received six months of training, and their standard equipment has been fully equipped. When we launch a crusade against the slave owners, they will serve as an important armed force."

Brown described the current situation in front of everyone.

He was responsible for all the statistical work during this year and a half.

"But this does not mean that we can only mobilize 10,000 people. If necessary, we can mobilize all the workers."

"During this period, almost the entire fortress territory's productivity has been invested in the production of military supplies and armored vehicles. Thanks to this, we can use war machines in the war."

"As for the production of omnics... I said before that I could do it, but sorry, I couldn't do it. The entire Nukerian omnic production line is in Desia City. I have the design drawings, but the problem is that our existing technology and production lines cannot meet the production needs."

"..."

Qin Xia was already very satisfied with everything.

The production capacity of this fortress territory is already very high because of Nuceria's advanced technology. If the slave owners had not deliberately restricted it, a sufficient number of intelligent machines could even completely replace the laborers, displacing more people from basic labor such as resource mining and metal smelting, allowing humans to engage in more advanced production and manufacturing.

Qin Xia's eyes fell on the original body.

Angron's height stopped growing six months ago, which might be due to the stable environment, but his mentality and wisdom are still growing.

The Primarch was wearing a large custom-made suit of armor produced by the laborers. The entire heavy armor was completely driven by the Primarch's powerful strength.

A chainsaw axe called "Slave Widow Maker" is hung behind the waist of the armor.

Angron, who now had his hand on the handle of his chainsaw axe, was looking at Brown with a steady gaze and expression, and was also listening.

When he noticed Qin Xia's gaze, the Primarch looked at Qin Xia and showed a very sunny smile.

The Primarch did a lot in the past year and a half. He studied science and technology with Qin Xia and worked together to study how to better utilize the Primarch's talents.

He can now even absorb the negativity of others.

In order to sharpen his own mind, the Primarch would go to the homes of civilians every night, and through questioning and caring, he would let people pour out their troubles to him. Then he would feel those people's emotions, absorb their pain, and then in the emotional torment, he would force himself to learn how to digest negative emotions.

In this process, the Primarch also learned how to communicate with others from the heart.

When anyone faces Angron, who can sense their emotions and absorb their pain, their psychological defenses are useless, and the concealed pain is unearthed and absorbed by Angron... These will become catalysts that lead people to quickly establish an absolute trust relationship with Angron.

In short, although Angron still has a lot to learn and a lot of room for growth, he is making rapid progress. He is tempering his mind by feeling and absorbing the painful emotions of others. Now at least he will not be sad for the death of his enemies, nor be excited for malicious praise.

"It looks like we're making rapid progress."

A gladiator named Cromach, who was carrying a brass broadsword, took over the conversation after Brown finished speaking.

The moment Cromach opened his mouth, the gladiators, officers and production representatives present all felt a tightness in their hearts.

"But weapons and equipment alone are not enough, we also need medicine." Cromach took out a white plastic bottle from his waist, "This is a medicine from the Kro Pharmaceutical Workshop. It uses advanced pharmaceutical technology. You only need to crush it and pour it on the wound to stop the bleeding." Cromach held the medicine bottle and glanced at everyone present.

"Since the Crowe Medicine Workshop is a production workshop established by the famous gladiator Cromachi, and the generous Mr. Cromachi will give a large purchase discount to his companions and Jianfeng, if any of you are interested, please discuss it with the generous Mr. Cromachi after the meeting."

"Of course, soldiers injured on the battlefield not only need to stop bleeding, but also need a variety of other medical supplies."

Cromach took out another medical kit from behind his waist.

"Kro Drug Workshop has everything." Cromach pointed to an officer and said in a low, bubbling voice that sounded very attractive, "Kro Drug Workshop, defend everyone's life!"

After inserting a silky commercial, Cromage was met with cold stares from the crowd.

Since a year ago, this guy has been advertising on various occasions, hoping that Qin Xia or Angron will decide to purchase the products of the Medicine Workshop.

"Please, generous Lord Cromage, could you not advertise on this occasion?"

"Purchase order? You are too greedy. If I give you the order, can your small workshop handle it?"

"..."

Facing the accusations from everyone, Kromaqi touched his nose awkwardly and muttered softly: "What's wrong with being greedy? If I had money earlier, I wouldn't have sold myself to the arena for my daughter's medical expenses and licked blood with you misers on the edge of a knife..."

Everyone ignored Cromach and focused their attention on the two white-haired women who had stood there and said nothing from beginning to end.

They were a pair of sisters, wearing clean clothes.

My sister had a cold expression and a haughty look in her eyes.

My sister has a gentle expression and always has a smile with two dimples on her face.

The sisters share the same name - Olena.

The Orina sisters are not from the fortress territory. They are not even from Nukeria. Instead, they are from Nukeria's satellite, Nu-1.

A week ago, a transport plane landed in the fortress territory, and then the Orina sisters walked down and revealed that they were from Numata amid countless shocked gazes.

"Now we can talk about ours."

"Is business done?"

The two sisters seemed to share the same head and spoke the first and second parts of the same sentence one after the other.

Qin Xia nodded: "I'm sorry that I only formally invited you to discuss things today. Please go ahead."

"As I said before."

"Nuvost is a huge industrial product supply base."

"Each of us is born as a worker in the company. We share everything and we help each other."

The Olena sisters each said a few words.

"we know."

"We are aware of your situation on Nukeriya and we hope to cooperate with you."

(End of this chapter)