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"Well, Mr. Russell...regarding the pricing of the warship..." Banhart's eyes went from wavering to firm, he had made up his mind.

Since the Emperor's prophetess could exchange a corrupted Far Eastern star field for the Star-Ballists' strong support, then facing the threat of the Boundary Breakers, it might be possible for me to give up some of my sovereign interests in the Krenna sector in exchange for a powerful fleet comparable to the expeditionary fleet.

The Krenna sector is located in the central area of ​​the Milky Way. It is not a barren place like the Far East frontier. It is extremely rich.

"I know what you're thinking, just stop thinking about it."

Russell waved his hand and said calmly, "Lord Star Bullet doesn't like to manage enclaves, and we have no interest in the Krenna sector. But... if you really want to use other things to offset part of the purchase of the battleship, it's not impossible."

"This..." Banghart was a little overwhelmed. He didn't expect that the Star Bullet would not be interested in such a rich place as the Krenna Sector. "Don't you like managing the enclave? I understand. So what exactly does the Star Bullet need?"

Russell smiled slightly: "Eldar."

Chapter 221 I have a friend

"Eldar?"

"Eldar."

"Hiss - those rumors turned out to be true?!" Banhart's mind was greatly shaken.

Russell became interested: "What are those rumors? Tell me about them?"

Banhart pondered for a moment and said, "When the 2nd Expeditionary Fleet of the Terra Expedition passed through the Krenna Sector, I had a meeting with their commander 'Sergius'. The site selection of the L-Stargate was agreed upon at that time.

While chatting, I also noticed that although the ships of the expeditionary fleet came from the Imperial Navy, they were very different from the conventional models currently in service. Just from the appearance, I could tell that many new weapons and shields were installed. As for the core engines and pressurized cabins, they were also modified for the expedition route...

Even if a forge world was forced to work at full capacity to overhaul a large expedition fleet, the time required would be measured in centuries. However, the Far East Star Region only took less than 70 years. "

"The most terrifying thing is that there are 13 fleets like this."

Russell nodded. "Your estimate of time is correct. The efficiency of the Adeptus Mechanicus has always been like this. But it is biased.

It takes more than a century to forge a main battleship on a forge world, but it is not because it really takes a century, but because many redundant ritual links and blessing steps slow down the progress. If we can abandon superstition, reduce costs and increase efficiency, and let the sages of the Mechanicus work with all their strength, it is not impossible to build a main battleship in 10 years. "

Banhart smiled bitterly and shook his head: "Sir Russell, you can just say this to me, but please don't let the sages of the Mechanicus hear it."

When it comes to matters of faith, the oil men are very hot-tempered.

"Of course I know." Russell smiled faintly: "Although the blessing ceremony of the Adeptus Mechanicus is cumbersome, it is not just superstition. The blessing of the God of All Machines and the favor of the Emperor can indeed prevent the corruption of Chaos."

The Empire's warships are to sail into the Warp, and if these blessing steps are omitted, it will mean huge safety risks.

Benhart nodded and said, "You are right. That is why I was curious when I was chatting with Commander Sergius. The time spent on modifying the ships of the Second Expeditionary Fleet was too short. They lacked the necessary blessing steps. How should the ships without the blessing of the Emperor deal with the invasion of Chaos?"

"His answer to me was - Eldar."

Banhart paused, his expression becoming serious. "Most of the technical support for building the Valkyries and modifying the expedition fleet came from an organization called the 'Order of Truth', which is made up of followers of the Star-Bomb. It is said that the Order of Truth has a dark technology that can burn living psychic races into dust, and the dust created by this technology is the purest and most precious psychic energy in the galaxy."

"According to Sergius, by consuming psychic dust as energy, the expedition fleet can drive an ancient technological creation called 'Psychic Repulsion Field' to continuously purify all discordant mental spectra within a certain range, achieving the magical effect of purifying chaos."

Banhart's tone was very confident, because he had personally verified the sacred power of the psychic anti-repulsion field.

"Each operation of the Psychic Repulsion Field consumes a lot of energy, so the Second Expeditionary Fleet has a large shortage of Psychic Dust... To be honest with you, Sir Russell, Commander Sergius bought a lot of Eldar slaves from me as firewood before he left. I also successfully purchased a Psychic Repulsion Field generator and set it up in my own mansion."

Only those who have experienced it personally can speak for themselves. Governor Banhart obviously has a high regard for the psychic anti-repulsion field.

As for why Banhart had Eldar slaves, we should ask his heavenly world Emerald Star, where there might be remnants of Randan or short-skinned people. The imperial nobles were very fancy in this regard.

Russell propped his chin with one hand and continued, "In addition to the psychic repulsion field, the Star Bullet also possesses many mysterious psychic technologies from the Dark Ages of Technology, but these technologies all require psychic energy to drive them.

Among all intelligent races, the Eldar have the highest psychic potential, and killing the Eldar is the best option for obtaining Dust - is this the rumor you are talking about?"

"That's right." Benhart nodded in agreement. "This rumor has spread widely among Rogue Traders and the Underhive black market. In the Krenna sector alone, more than a dozen bounty hunter groups have emerged, chasing after the high-priced bounties offered by the Star Bullet for the Eldar."

Before the arrival of the 2nd Expeditionary Fleet, he had thought that the trend of bounty hunters killing the Eldar was just a farce, but now, the messenger of the Star-Bullet came to him in person, and he had no choice but to believe it.

Russell laughed and made no comment.

It was true that he had issued the bounty order, but in the end he did not receive much psychic dust. Most of the Eldar captured by the bounty hunter group were intercepted by the passing expedition fleet. They were in urgent need of psychic dust resources, and would even burn humans to obtain dust when necessary.

The Terran Expedition has been underway for 15 years, and in the Ultima Segmentum there have even emerged a large number of nomadic tribes that specialize in pursuing the Terran Expedition's route, making a living by hunting Savage Eldar and Dark Eldar and exchanging resources for the major expedition fleets.

These were the typhoon effects caused by his bounty order, which was beyond Russell's plan.

"If Lord Star-Ballist needs the Eldar... I do have some channels." Benhart Medius suddenly slowed down his speech and spoke carefully.

"Oh? What do you mean?" Russell was a little surprised.

Eldar are not easy to catch, this race is very strong in both physical fitness and technological level. Even if Governor Banhart has some Eldar slaves on Emerald Star to provide some special services to the dignitaries of the human empire, the scale should not be too large, compared to Russell's energy needs, it is simply a drop in the bucket.

Banhart smiled narrowly and said hesitantly, "I believe that with your status as Lord Russell, you should know that the Dark Eldar in the Dark City of Commorros have mastered some special cloning technology. Even the Eldar, a life form with extremely complex genetic structure, can be mass-produced."

To be honest, I have a friend who has some channels with the Dark Eldar. As long as he is willing to pay enough, it won’t be a problem to get a large number of living Eldar from Commorragh.”

Russell: “Huh?”

It took him several seconds to recover from the shock. His friend Banhart really gave him a little imperial shock.

At this moment he could only sigh that the Governor of the Krenna Sector, Benhart Medius, was truly worthy of being a bureaucrat of the Human Empire.

Chapter 222 Geneve

Russell did not delve into who this "friend" of Benhart Medius was. The fact that the other party told him about such a secret channel was already a gesture of great sincerity. It would be ungrateful for him to dig deeper into the matter.

In the Empire, having secret dealings with aliens is a capital crime.

What? The regent is also having an affair with an alien. Well... Actually, he hasn't woken up yet.

The two men engaged in a lengthy bargaining session in the secret room, and finally, Governor Banhart wrote down a number on the battleship specification sheet that was acceptable to both parties.

"Well, it's a pleasure working with you." Banghart extended his hand to Russell.

"It's a pleasure working with you." Russell shook his hand.

Benhart Medius ordered one "Valkyrie" class battleship, six "Whale Shark" class battlecruisers, a number of "Steel Skull" class heavy cruisers and "Edgebreaker" class light cruisers from the Far East Star Region at one time, as well as even more destroyers, frigates and torpedo boats of lower specifications.

As soon as the advance payment from Governor Banhart is received, the economic situation in the Far East Star Region will immediately become much better.

That's right, Russell intends to use this thing as the official legal currency of the Far East Star Region.

Back to the present. After the deal was concluded, Governor Banhart was obviously relaxed, and his tired look eased. He had been bearing the huge pressure brought by the Boundary Breaker for too long, and the heavy burden almost crushed Banhart's body.

"Have a good rest and don't die suddenly. The dark circles under your eyes remind me of an extinct Terran creature." Russell shrugged, opened the door and left the secret room.

The ship he was on was still sailing towards Klentalina, the capital planet of the Klenna sector.

The distance between Emerald Star and Klentalina is not very far, so the ship did not travel in subspace, but instead relied directly on the thrust provided by the plasma core and drifted slowly at sub-light speed.

Standing on the bridge and looking forward, you can directly see the hideous Eye of Fear in the starry sky.

"The Eye of Terror, the largest subspace rift in the galaxy, symbolizes distortion and depravity, despair and terror. Most people are terrified when they talk about it." A heroic voice came from behind Russell. It was a female officer in a naval uniform.

Russell turned his head and saw a pair of purple eyes. Looking over her shoulder, he saw the rank of general.

"Admiral... This rank is generally the highest commander of the Imperial Navy in a star sector." Russell thought to himself.

The female admiral smiled at him and continued, "The Eye of Terror is indeed terrifying, but for those of us who have lived in seclusion since childhood, the strange scenes above the sky are something we have long been accustomed to."

"I see." Russell replied indifferently and handed her a form.

"I am the messenger of the Star Bullet, just call me Russell."

"Nice to meet you, Mr. Russell. My name is 'Genevia', Genevia Limsella." As she said this, she politely took the form he handed over with both hands.

Genevea had a good impression of Russell when they first met, probably because he asked her to call him by his name when they first met. Calling someone by their first name instead of their surname is usually done between people who have a close relationship.

The form that Russell handed to Admiral Genevea was none other than the handwritten copy of the warship order he had just negotiated with Governor Banhart.

The admiral who commanded all the imperial fleets in a star region would naturally not come to me for no reason. In addition to this arms sales order, what else could make Genevea come to this cruise ship with little combat power?

Genevea stood beside Russell, holding the military sales order and looking at it intently for a long time. Russell could feel her breathing gradually becoming faster, and even the temperature of her face and neck rose slightly. As the supreme commander of the Krenna fleet, Genevea understood the meaning behind those performance parameters and module components much better than Governor Banhart.

"Mr. Russell, I... don't quite dare to believe it." Geneve sighed.

"Have you seen the Valkyrie?" Russell asked.

Geneve nodded. Of course she had seen it. The Second Expeditionary Fleet of the Terra Expedition had just left Krenna two years ago.

"I once had the honor of visiting the flagship of the Second Expeditionary Fleet: 'Jade and Gold'. It is truly a very... very great warship." Genevea's voice was filled with yearning and envy that could not be concealed. For a fleet commander, what could be more intoxicating than a powerful and unique warship?

The Valkyrie-class battleship commanded by Commander Sergius, the elegant and noble "Jade and Gold" perfectly satisfied all her beautiful fantasies about warships and completely hit all her personal preferences.

Russell was thinking about something else.

"The Heroine of the Palace, the Vicious Woman, the Daughter of Jade... These names were given by the Mechanicus, right? What exactly do those oil men want to do to the Valkyrie? Or have they already done it?"

Russell quickly dispelled the strange thoughts in his mind and said to Genevea with a smile: "Since you have boarded the Valkyrie, you must know that the expedition fleet was able to build the Valkyrie because it received the technical and resource support of the Order of Truth."

Geneve placed a hand on her chest and said, "I understand. The Order of Truth is the followers of the Star Bullet. I understand..."

At this point, she already understood that Russell was fully capable of fulfilling this seemingly impossible arms sales order.

Russell's eyes swept along Genevieve's arm to her chest and saw medals one by one.

Guinevere had a good figure. She was taller than Russell, who was 1.85 meters tall, wearing high-heeled military boots. Her long legs accounted for more than half of her body. The sacred imperial golden eagle and the glittering metal skull were embellished on the chest of her admiral's dress, symbolizing the glorious victories Guinevere had won in the war and her irrefutable war exploits.

"It seems that she is not just a vase who relies on her bloodline to get to the top, but a practical person with outstanding achievements... That can't be said, what if she is the female version of Xunzong?" Russell warned himself in his heart not to judge people by their medals.

However, Russell's meaningful gaze on the medal on her chest had another meaning to Genevieve.

The female admiral puffed out her chest with pride, not shying away from Russell's gaze.

When Russell finally realized that the atmosphere was not right and looked up, Genevieve was looking at him with a smile.

"Medals are the soul of a soldier. I usually only wear the ones I am most proud of. The rest are kept in the most private safe... If you are interested, would you be willing to come to my office and let me open the safe for you and introduce the various merits I have achieved in the past?"

Geneve kept a reserved smile while she spoke. Her facial features were dignified and generous, and her thick lips were slightly curled outwards, revealing her seductive charm. However, between her hard eyebrows, which were as sharp as a knife, she was full of heroic spirit, with the arrogance and pride of a superior, which made people dare not look directly at her.

Who would refuse such an attractive invitation?

The atmosphere of the Imperial Navy is really open... Russell calmed down his impulse and said, "I am very willing to listen to the glorious achievements of an Imperial Navy admiral, but unfortunately, now is not the right time."

"Huh?" Geneve frowned in confusion. She didn't expect Russell to refuse. Did she misunderstand?

"Then when is the right time?" Geneve asked persistently.

"I don't know, but at least not now." Russell sighed and pointed his index finger at the sickly purple-red starry sky ahead. That was the direction of the Eye of Terror. "Chaos doesn't seem to want to leave us time for a long conversation."

Geneve looked in the direction he pointed, and saw that the already strange color of the Eye of Fear had become even more distorted at some point.

At the lower edge of the Eye of Terror, a small purple-red area slowly bulged outward and spread forward, like a real eye shedding a tear.

"The Eye of Terror is expanding in the direction of Klentalina!" Genevea put away her charming thoughts and instantly entered combat mode: "I am looking forward to having a long talk with you in the future, Mr. Russell, if there is a future."