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Chapter 551 The Silent King, may he be healthy.

It's rare.

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Having finished reading the Empire's detailed user manual, which outlined the allocation of responsibilities and obligations between the two parties, Emperor Christophe of the Nissilak Dynasty closed the hyperdimensional space containing a large number of documents and casually tossed the files to Tarasin, who was waiting nearby.

He couldn't see anything wrong.

Guilliman gave a confident smile, relying on this heartfelt pride to tackle those tough cases.

The Demon of No Destiny's actions in assisting the Wings of Dawn to report on Chaos groups within the Empire, helping to destroy Chaos ritual books, and other astonishing actions by enemies on the Chaos side, all undermined his seemingly calm exterior, which always carried a hint of tension beneath.

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Chris Peck glanced at Guilliman, the person in charge of the agreement's legal status, legal representative, and human-shaped stamping machine.

He tilted his head slightly and glanced at Tarasin, who was standing beside him, looking like a sycophant when he saw his boss arrive.

The reason, of course, is that Solemnas, a museum that can be considered prosperous even within the Necropolis, has released almost all the creations accumulated over thousands of years, except for those directly belonging to the Nissilak dynasty.

In return, Talasien received a soul with a lease period of 130 million years, which would grant him the highest guarantee of the Dawnwings, as well as an Imperial position synchronized to that era.

If it weren't for Tarachin's slight reverence for his French king, one might seriously doubt whether he would have released the dynasty's assets as well.

Did he feel that Tarahim had given too much?
No.

That's too little.

Chris Peck felt that Taracin hadn't paid enough; a few historical artifacts and fragments of the Star God shouldn't have been enough to exchange for a soul.

Oh, it wasn't exchanged.

It's a lease, and there's a lease term.

A lease term of 130 million years.

This made Chris Peck feel extremely awkward.

Or rather, this deal was all too normal.

You give me what I want, I give you what you want, we argue about the price, and then the transaction is completed, each getting what they need.

Is it normal?
That's perfectly normal.

Something's not normal at all.

Where are your hidden terms, your intention to renege on your debts, and your counterfeit products?
Shouldn't the normal procedure be to swindle you out of what you have and then kick the worthless trading partner aside?
No, kicking those away would make them all great philanthropists.

It would be good if they didn't kick you while you were down and wipe you out in one fell swoop.

If I really discipline you, you'll get upset.

Ramses, who had been waiting for the treaty for ages without receiving any decent response, looked at Chris Peck.

He saw that besides the Comoros problem, there was a whole host of related services.

Because Dawnwing never intended to deceive anyone in the first place.

To put it simply, this is a transaction. Through negotiation and contracts, the estimated value of exhibits and services in the minds of the transacting parties is adjusted, and more power is gained in interpreting and pricing related services in order to secure more profits for oneself.

It's not that the product itself is fake.

That's not a transaction, that's a scam!

Everyone has always been extremely disgusted by scams, especially after being taught a lesson by the emperor himself after time-traveling.

The emperor directly showed the time travelers that, as a competition, without the control of a sufficiently authoritative system, it would eventually degenerate into a farce in which everyone pushed the boundaries of morality.

If I don't have money, why don't I just rob someone who has money?
If I take the money but can't fulfill my obligations, why don't I just beat the creditor to death?
Thanks to the three races present, as well as those unnamed entities in the warp, such scenes are constantly unfolding in the galaxy today, and in the last ten thousand years, they have been climbing ever higher, causing countless tragedies that could have been prevented.

The Wings of Dawn, including Guilliman, hoped to change this situation under limited conditions.

At least it will prevent humans from living such a tiring life.

If I don't cheat you, but you cheat me, I'll kill you.

I won't cheat you, and you won't cheat me, so let's all live well together.

As more and more people realize that scamming people will get them punished, while legitimate transactions will not, they will choose to trade.

This is especially evident in those indiscriminate demons.

Of course, constrained by the bottom line of the Wings of Dawn, these demons simply stayed far away, no longer paying attention to human society, and prepared to explore the value of other intelligent races.

At least compared to those who show even a little kindness, only to be tormented to the point of death by the underlying nature of this universe, ultimately serving as a warning to countless like-minded people and those who come after them to arm themselves with the most extreme shells, turning themselves into unfortunate souls who curl up like hedgehogs.

If a few of them were to be harmed, they could at least kill most of the people who intended to harm them, and then demand that others abide by the ironclad rules they had set.

Although unaware of it, Chris Peck, who was already unconsciously getting used to this novel atmosphere, ignored the fact that the Emperor was sweating profusely and pondering why he, a hegemon, had entrusted him with these important documents. Was it a warning to him, this two-faced person who was doing two jobs and earning two salaries? His personality matrix was filled with a sense of excitement, so he asked Ramses about what he was most interested in.

"What does this demon resource exchange agreement mean?"

Chris Peck is very pretentious.

As the first emperor to know of the existence of the Wings of Dawn, he initially showed little interest in the mini-games that Talassin was involved in.

One major reason was that he felt there was little hope for the future. Having been badly burned, Chris Peck believed that without sufficient protection, the best course of action was to do nothing to avoid losing the wealth accumulated by the dynasty over tens of millions of years.

The second reason is that, as a dynasty that had plundered thousands of civilizations, the Nissilak dynasty was able to glimpse the future of the galaxy through the head of the great race 'Is' that they possessed. Having seen the 'script,' they also believed that the time was not yet ripe.

But now...

Referring to Tzeentch, who was both happy and crying in the warp, long-term prophecies are shrouded in mystery due to certain additional data that cannot be incorporated into warp and reality calculations; no one knows what the future holds.

So, at Zandreuk's invitation, he finally decided to come out and see what was going on.

This actually piqued my interest.

The professional ethics of the human gods are guaranteed, which is surprisingly suitable as a credit benchmark for the space necromancers to offset the credibility of the human gods through revenge against human settlements.

With the endorsement of veteran Zanderek, he really couldn't find any reason to convince himself to ignore it.

He's willing to send troops to beat Comoros, but Chris Peck is more interested in deals that can be sustained in the long term.

Frankly speaking, the filth that has accumulated for 60 million years would probably take more than 60 million years to clean up.

As for professional skills.

“The Nissilak dynasty has the full capacity to deal with psionic races.”

Do you think the descendants of the ancient sages only left behind the Spirit Race and the Herugs, those few remaining descendants?
Where have all the brilliant civilizations that the ancient sages once sowed in the Milky Way gone?
Where did Nissilak's wealth, derived from thousands of civilizations, come from?

After the War of Heaven ended, how many dynasties were capable of sealing the great rift that tore the galaxy apart by the Necromancers?
And Chris Peck thought of something else.

I've heard that the Demons of No Intent have turned against us due to the pressure from the Wings of Dawn. What will they do if they discover another group of psionic races?
From the brief conversation, he could sense that the current warp environment seemed to be declining in terms of profitability for these human gods; otherwise, they wouldn't have included demon hunting in their cooperative project.

Chris Peck looked around and noticed that most people were preoccupied with their own problems and didn't seem to be focusing on how to extract more profit from the demon in advance.

This will be a huge early advantage for the future development of the entire dynasty.

After all, fishing isn't difficult the first two times.

Chris Peck, who had unknowingly come to accept the value of trading, had already begun to think about how to make more money within this trading framework.

"Oh."

Ramses smiled.

The stereotype of emperors still works.

It must have been quite a feat for Romulus, who, in a time when the credibility of the gods had completely collapsed, was still able to come up with the stereotype of "I am not a god" as a standard of credibility in this era.

Ironically, all ethnic groups expressed their full approval of this, whether intentionally or subconsciously, they couldn't articulate why.

It's difficult to evaluate.

"Those without names or surnames are counted by quantity, while those with names and surnames are counted by individual."

Ramses pulled out another trading plan from his inventory. He'd been having a great time since Guilliman's return.

Double the resources, double the materials, no need to think at all. Just ask the workers in Wuxiangtian to check the inventory for what you need. There are tons of templates.

"The reward can be increased progressively depending on the specific clues provided, participation in the arrest, or delivery to the Friendship Exchange Center after the arrest is completed. Romulus and I are both stationed at the Friendship Exchange Center to provide assistance. Once you arrive, you can simply follow the procedures."

Ramses handed over a paper document and used his psionic powers to push it into Chris Peck's arms.

Chris Peck, as if suffering from PTSD, started checking again to see if there were any strange hidden terms.

With the support of the entire dynasty's computing power, and after confirming that there were no unfair terms, he instinctively wanted to speak.

"Go to Guilliman about this."

Before Chris Peck could even speak, Ramses immediately shifted the blame to Guilliman.

Guilliman, who was still reviewing the various difficult data compiled into the official version of the Soul Safety User Manual, immediately looked up and revealed an extremely professional smile.

This made Chris Peck instinctively take a step back.

For some reason, the other party seemed to have been branded with some kind of mark, as if he, as a space necromancer, would inevitably be at a disadvantage in negotiations when facing this supreme being.

What's going on now?
Seeing that no one had proactively offered the Dawnwing a deal concerning their souls despite his intervention, Zandrek nodded again.

The fact that Dawnwing was able to establish an appeal to the undead society without his direct intervention means that his workload will be significantly reduced in the future.

Seeing the heavyweight French Emperor Christophe step down, the group of French overlords who were still hesitant for various reasons suddenly seemed to have found their backbone, and they brought their respective handbooks to Guilliman.

"What about the pricing power of services that call up the Brilliant Star Map?"

Emperor Thanatos of the Olusca dynasty pushed aside the aloof Crispec.

Besides being a super weapon capable of destroying an entire star system by force on a large timescale, the Brilliant Star Map is also a natural galactic star map.

Not to mention a large-scale map that can monitor the material universe, even a slight reduction in the force that destroys stars would allow for the pre-emptive adjustment of galaxy positions.

For example, within a century, the Empire could relocate important star sectors to areas with stronger defensive capabilities, such as the concentrated deployment areas of the Astartes Chapter, or adjust the location of an important world within a star sector to a more defensive position. This would allow the Empire to adjust its strategic posture across the entire macro-region, enhance security, and conserve resources.

Not to mention that the Empire is now connected to the internet.

Given the network's superior mobility, the ability of Brilliant Star Chart to manually concentrate strategic areas is even more crucial in order to protect the safe entry points of the network routes.

"Let's discuss the details over here."

Just as Chris Peck was about to reprimand Thanatos for his lack of manners, Guilliman pointed to the other side of the table, indicating that he could speak freely and could work on multiple things at once.

The two viziers, who were about to argue, were taken aback.

Are you a robot or am I a robot?

And what arrogance this is!

Realizing that Guilliman intended to confront them and the dynasty behind them head-on, the French emperors were filled with a nameless rage.

They actually want to wipe them all out in one fell swoop? Aren't they afraid of being taken advantage of?
Guilliman looks completely fearless.

That means this Supreme Being doesn't consider them human beings at all!

Since you don't treat us like human beings, then we can't uphold martial virtue either.

A one-on-one argument later would be even more stressful, so it's best to take advantage of the situation to gain the most benefit.

A group of Dharma Kings came forward.

"In addition to executing regular projects, we also have our own technological advantages."

This is the weapon that possesses the most stellar energy, the one whose name is unknown, LS Susa.

"Speak over here."

Guilliman raised his hand to indicate that he had drawn up a set of simulation protocols that had been completed long ago.

"Can I announce the details of the transaction internally?"

This is the representative sent by the Storm King.

Although reaching a partial reconciliation with humans to ensure stability in both territories and reduce friction does not align with Storm King Imotek's combat-focused logic, the Silent King is clearly more hated in his eyes than humans.

This person, however, seemed to have little interest in the soul.

After saying that, he handed over an execution document while Guilliman and Chris Peck were discussing.

"Yes, we welcome any death-fearing individuals who are interested in cooperating."

Guilliman reached out and took it, quickly scanning out its contents and constructing an analysis block in his mind.

"Could I provide assistance to these dynasties and then take a tenth of the proceeds as a reward?"

This is the traveler Anlakel.

To be honest, he wasn't very interested in the soul at first.

But if the Dawnwings can fulfill those obligations written on paper—

It still smells very good.

Of course, the principle of building a second Necropolis Empire cannot change.

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Guilliman raised his head expressionlessly.

"This is your internal affair, Traveler Allah Kel'thas, you need to coordinate it yourselves."

Although everyone knew what the Space Necromancers were, the Empire still chose the term "Fearless Ones" for diplomatic purposes.

The main focus is on emotional value.

After all, in business, it's essential to keep customers happy.

Look at these so-and-so emperors, just by calling out "so-and-so from the Dynasty of the Dead," they're already floating on air.

"it is good."

Because his self-proclaimed title was being recognized for the first time, and even proclaimed by the Supreme Being of the subspace, Anlakel, who was subconsciously feeling a little smug, immediately nodded and dragged away LS Susa, who had already finished communicating the stellar weapon usage agreement in this short period of time and had been clearly arranged by Guilliman's bunch of agreements.

At the same time, Guilliman lowered his head and examined the publicly available data sheet of the brilliant star map handed to him by Thanatos, beginning to analyze its feasibility and calculate its value.

He continued talking without stopping, maintaining the serious diplomatic debate with King Chris.

Despite being besieged by numerous French emperors, Guilliman handled the situation with ease.

The undead broke out in a cold sweat.

However, in this increasingly heated discussion, one important figure always seems to be missing.

The Silent King.

Some people were subconsciously puzzled: as the nominal supreme being of the Necromancers, this being who had always wanted to make the Necromancers great again hadn't come.

They didn't even send any representatives; they merely protested against human intervention within the Necromancer ranks and warned all space Necromancers who attempted to cooperate with the Empire. This greatly strengthened the resolve of the space Necromancers to come to Solemnus and see what was going on.

As for why the Silent King didn't come?
the reason is simple.

The Silent King has one advantage: he won't suffer the same loss twice.

Last time, I listened to the fraudsters' lies and was completely fooled.

Therefore, this is the second opportunity in his necromancy to make a deal with the gods—

He didn't come.

(End of this chapter)