Infinite Stream Metaverse

Chapter 228
Fu Qinghai stood in front of the desk in the captain's room.

A holographic star map is projected on the desktop.

Fu Qinghai is carefully studying the star field in front of him.

The Hive World of Schwerin and the Phaeton Forge World do not belong to the same star system, but both belong to this sector.

Marquez Wangxing area.

Fu Qinghai could guess with his toes why the name of the star area is so strange - it must be a certain rogue trader named "Marquez King" who first discovered this star area, and then named it after himself.

The general process of human empire colonization is as follows: Rogue Traders as explorers, space warriors as conquerors, and Mechanicus as builders.

Among the Rogue Traders, there are many guys who love to find treasure and are adventurous, and some people are simply curious about the universe. The empire officials encourage this kind of exploration and discovery. As for the exploration fleet of the Mechanicus, unless they receive news from STC and relic technology, They will flock to it.

Fu Qinghai's fingers passed through the holographic projection, forming a straight line between the Schwerin nest capital world and the Phaeton foundry world, looking for the surrounding galaxies.

Dead worlds, dead worlds, agricultural worlds, stellar debris, cosmic dust, asteroids, giant planets, plasma clouds, meteorite belts, ice crystal rings, comets...

The star map combined with the projection of the star area presented by the auspicious instrument was quietly reflected in the dark brown pupils, and Captain Astartes crossed his fingers and fell into deep thought.

Well, which one should I choose?

……

"My lord, I have arrived at Planet 17-974, Cheslatan Agricultural World."

Eugene Eleanor's voice woke Fu Qinghai from his contemplation. He suddenly raised his head and looked at the people on standby on the bridge, only to realize that everyone was looking at him.

Qingshan Khan rarely loses his mind.

Everyone was a little surprised.

"Alright, Joestar and Camille, follow me to the surface."

Fu Qinghai picked up the helmet, put it on, and led his men to the boarding deck.

The space orbit and the space port have only built a prototype and framework, but as the Thunderhawk gunboat landed on the surface, the huge building of the climate regulation array towers over the Gobi Desert, and it seems to have begun to take shape.

That's right, the agricultural world of Warhammer 40K is not an idyllic natural farm, but a cyberpunk biochemical farm, with planting cabins, hydroponic arrays, pesticide towers, fertilizer factories, animal feed production lines...

The great rebellion is over, and Cheslatan is changing. According to the original plan, the Mechanicus is obviously unwilling to invest a huge cost in planetary transformation for an agricultural world in a remote star area. Otherwise, what Fu Qinghai sees now should be the The uniform plain land has been turned over by incendiary bombs and special viruses.

Cheslatan was notified by the fleet before it arrived.

So a group of officials, accompanied by the imperial guards, had already been waiting on the tarmac for a long time. Just as Fu Qinghai stepped out of the hatch, an old acquaintance greeted him.

Calvin.

The temporary official of the former colonial stronghold, whose personal file was transferred from the Ministry of Military Affairs to the Ministry of the Interior, is now the supreme officer of the agricultural world under construction. His uniform is neatly ironed and he has grown a big beard.

Fu Qinghai took off his helmet and shook hands with him:
"Hello, Sir Calvin."

Although he was mentally prepared, Calvin was still full of emotions and sighed when he saw the tall and burly space warrior in front of him and the familiar young and handsome face. His hands were trembling, and he held Fu Qinghai's gauntlet tightly. , said:

"Hello, Qingshan Khan."

Fu Qinghai smiled and said:
"You can also call me 'Little Locke'."

Calvin was terrified, smiled wryly and said:

"My lord, please stop making fun of me."

The former orphan of the colonial stronghold, now the captain of the Astartes, the sudden and shocking change of identity brought about, even though he had been dumbfounded once when he received the astronomical communication, he saw him standing in front of him alive at this moment , the armor is bright and shiny, the expression is serious and indifferent, and the two Astartes behind him are all looking forward to their horses... Calvin still can't help but shake his heart.

Fu Qinghai didn't exchange too many greetings, and patted Calvin on the shoulder lightly:

"lead the way."

"Okay, my lord, please follow me."

Fu Qinghai didn't say where he was going in the star communication, but Calvin obviously knew the destination.

Following a group of officials across the road that had just been flattened, surrounded by various construction machinery, as well as busy construction workers and machine servants, Fu Qinghai did not wear a helmet, and some construction workers looked here curiously, When seeing Fu Qinghai's face, he couldn't help exclaiming:

"It's Little Locke... God, he really became..."

Before he finished speaking, his mouth was covered by the person next to him.

Fu Qinghai smiled and nodded at them.

Realizing that the honorable Lord Astartes was not disgusted by that title, the construction worker let go of his hand covering his companion's mouth, and with eyes full of excitement and enthusiasm, he bowed to Fu Qinghai and his companions followed suit. do so.

As the news spread, more and more people knew about the arrival of Brother Astartes. Such a remote colonial stronghold in the border star area became lively because of the arrival of the Emperor's Angel.

Except for the crash of a warship that happened a few years ago and is still fresh in memory, people on remote planets have not encountered the poison of traitors again. This is luck in troubled times, and luck in misfortunes. I have inexplicable awe and curiosity.

People flocked to both sides of the road, wanting to admire the heroic appearance of the ceramic steel armored giant. They whispered word of mouth, told the story of hearsay, and told the visitors from other planets-the leading space warrior, who was once a member of the colonial stronghold .

This does not change their living situation and income status, and may only become a talking point for bragging in the tavern, but they are still inexplicably excited and proud.

Despite his concerns, Fu Qinghai still maintained enough patience and waved his arms at the surrounding residents of the stronghold. This behavior attracted even bigger cheers and shouts.

Wealth and honor do not return home, like a night walk in brocade clothes?
No, the scene in front of him suddenly reminded Fu Qinghai of a novel he had read in his previous life, the original novel about the Night Lords of the Eighth Legion.

It is described in the novel that the Eighth Legion passed by the home world, the legion's home planet Nastrom. While the fleet was resting for supplies, the commander arranged a short and low-key tour along the main road of the city.

Just like now, many people swarmed up, trying to recognize familiar faces, and many over-excited people were shot dead by the law enforcement officers who kept order because they tried to approach the Astartes queue.

One of them was an old woman, the mother of a Night Lords warrior, a Space Marine who watched his mother be shot for trying to identify with him, and he walked on unmoved.

Fu Qinghai sometimes feels lucky.

Glad I didn't become that kind of Space Marine.

His memory is still fresh, his emotions are still abundant, and the last trace of humanity has not been wiped out by endless killings and wars.

By the way, Fu Qinghai also wrote the name of that space soldier in his little notebook.

Soul Hunter, Talos Valcoran.

……

Calvin led Fu Qinghai to a small house with a two-story attic, and there was a mottled Levante Whirlwind-V small jet motorcycle parked in front of the house.

Qiao Shida and Camille took the initiative to guard the two sides, while Fu Qinghai lowered his head and pushed the door open.

The room was still furnished with familiar furnishings, sofas, carpets and tea tables, but they were all covered with a light layer of dust.

"What about her?"

Fu Qinghai asked.

"Fey left."

Calvin replied, "Just a year ago."

"Where did you go?"

"I-I don't know, my lord."

Calvin lowered his head.

"What do you know, Sir Calvin?"

Fu Qinghai faced the room and asked indifferently.

Calvin carefully explained:
"She was taken away by a mysterious person, my lord."

There was obvious dissatisfaction in Fu Qinghai's tone:

"What is a mysterious man, Chief Calvin?"

Calvin looked around, approached and whispered:

"A mysterious person in a cloak. At that time, the pioneering team sent by the empire had not yet arrived in Cheslatan. The mysterious person arrived alone. It was a woman. She, she refused to speak, and only communicated with me through sign language and text. She was the one who told me the siege of Terra was over, and she was the one who took Faey away."

Calvin lowered his voice as much as possible:

"My lord, that's all I know, I can't tell you more in the astronomical communication, because... because that woman was wearing dark gold power armor that day, a kind of power armor that I haven't seen before, her There is a brand of a red double-headed eagle in the middle of the forehead, I didn't dare to ask too much, that outfit looks like... like..."

"Looks like it came out of the palace, doesn't it?"

Fu Qinghai said calmly, and said for Calvin what he dared not say.

Fu Qinghai had already guessed the identity of the mysterious man.

Should have guessed.

Although Calvin is not a high-ranking guy, his intuition is quite accurate.

"Yes, yes, my lord. But I can assure you that Fey absolutely voluntarily followed her away, and no one forced her."

Calvin said.

Fu Qinghai nodded:
"Okay, I know."

Finally, he took a deep look at the furnishings in the house, turned around and left firmly and resolutely.

……

The cruiser and frigate adjusted their course and set off on their way back to Terra.

Fu Qinghai stood quietly on the bridge, looking out the porthole at Cheslatan, a huge khaki planet, just like when he left here for the first time.

Zhang Yuning stood behind him.

A woman is keenly aware of a man's emotional changes.

Not sure how to describe the change.

Not only her, even Chen Xinlu and Jiang Yixia vaguely felt it.

"How long will it take to reach Terra?"

Fu Qinghai asked.

"Estimated time five months, Khan."

Navigator Tracy replied.

"Ok."

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(End of this chapter)