Infinite Metaverse

Solar System, Pluto, Gate to Hades.

A combined fleet composed of seven battle groups suddenly appeared in the solar system. No one can ignore this military force, whether it is Mars, Terra, or the Orcs fighting the moon.

The battleship Suzheng's communication request to Terra was responded to, and the high lords agreed to meet with Qingshan Khan. The remote meeting was arranged in the conference hall of the Suzheng.

Different from the combat conference room where the top leaders of the chapter usually hold meetings, the conference hall is the largest cabin in the battleship Suzheng. It can accommodate more than 1,500 space warriors from the entire chapter to attend at the same time. It is usually only used when announcing major decisions or conducting battles. This bowl-shaped hall will only be used during pre-mobilization.

Fu Qinghai walked to the conference hall alone in his battle armor.

Two Space Marines pushed open the heavy door for him.

A cave-like spacious hall appeared before his eyes. All the seats were empty, except for the lone figure on the holographic projection device in the center of the hall.

Fu Qinghai raised his eyebrows.

He thought he would see twelve projections.

Unexpectedly, only one representative attended.

"Sorry to keep you waiting, my lord."

Fu Qinghai stepped forward and stood still before speaking calmly.

"It's a tough time and I didn't have to wait too long."

The representative of the high lord declined the courtesy with a wave of his hand.

This representative is a middle-aged man, plainly dressed and of medium height. Apart from a long and narrow scar on his right cheek, he has almost no memorable physical features.

"To be more precise, I was eager to talk to you, so I came to the secret room in front of you, Qingshan Khan, the mysterious chapter leader who has disappeared for a thousand years."

The middle-aged man spoke softly and kindly.

"One thousand and eighty-three years, to be more precise."

Fu Qinghai smiled slightly and corrected him.

There is absolutely no need to explain the disappearance.

"I never expected that the first Space Marines to return to Terra's aid would be you, the children of the War Eagle."

The middle-aged man said with emotion.

"Horus didn't think of it back then."

Fu Qinghai nodded and said.

"Ah, I'm sorry, I was too curious about your experience, so I forgot to introduce myself. I am Drakan Wangorich, the Grand Master of the Assassin Court, and the Imperial Senator of the Imperial Senate. Unfortunately, I am no longer the Supreme Supreme Leader. One of the Twelve.”

The middle-aged man introduced himself while stroking his chest.

"Oh? Are you the Grand Master of the Assassin's Court?"

Fu Qinghai carefully looked at the projection in front of him.

He did not expect that this representative was actually Wangorich, the Grand Master of the Assassin's Court himself. The photo of the twelve supreme members of the High Lords Council provided by Vera did not include Wangorich. The Assassin's Court lost its original seat in a reorganization. Therefore, this was the first time that Fu Qinghai witnessed the true appearance of the Assassin King Wangorich.

"It's understandable that you're a little skeptical. I don't look like a master murderer, and I dress that way on purpose. If I looked like a walking death, it would be difficult to do my job. , are you right?”

Wangorich shrugged and spread his hands.

"Are you here to communicate with me on behalf of the High Lords Council?"

Fu Qinghai narrowed his eyes and stared at this guy.

I began to wonder about the intentions of the high lords:

"So is this a warning from Terra to me?"

"Yes, yes. I think what I am about to say to you is a warning, Chapter Master."

Wangorich nodded repeatedly and said:

"But it's not the kind of warning you imagined. You must think that the High Lords Council chose me as a representative to warn you that assassins will come to you if you don't obey orders. Yes, one fact is that the members of your fleet The arrival causes as much panic as it does celebration. But my warning is not that, and I ask you to think carefully about what I say about my appearance. Things are not always as they seem."

Things are often not as simple as they seem?

Fu Qinghai was looking forward to what Wangorich had to say.

According to the information provided by Vera, the existence of the Grand Master of the Assassin Court is not high. It is understandable, after all, the current Assassin's Court is a more powerful institution than the Tribunal, and it is the highest moment of the previous Assassin's Tribunal. Vera is only a small transparent Inquisitor, and it is impossible for her to infiltrate Wangorich. But Wangorich is so important. His thoughts and attitude directly determine whether Fu Qinghai's plan can be implemented smoothly.

So Fu Qinghai really wanted to know.

What on earth is Wangorich thinking now.

Has he become completely disillusioned with the high lords?

Or do you still have some unrealistic illusions?

"Please tell me frankly."

Fu Qinghai asked seriously:

"What message do the High Lords want to convey?"

"That's the crux of the matter."

Wangorich's eyes suddenly became sharp:

"I have reason to believe that the message the High Lords really want to convey is that you must stay away from Terra."

"Oh? Why?"

Fu Qinghai raised his eyebrows and said curiously.

He was guiding Wangorich to express his inner thoughts.

The Grand Master of the Assassin Court also made no secret of it:

"I think they will say that because your arrival will anger the Orcs. It's been four days since the Orc ambassadors were sent to the surface, and they have done nothing. The nobles may be afraid of provocation, however, what they are really afraid of is Threats to their power, your...thousands, right? The Space Marines are flexing their muscles to this point? They're still plotting, they're still scheming, and you're forcing them to act in unison. There's nothing easier to get them to agree on than a challenge to their power within the Empire, but it's a pity these idiots didn't include the Orc invasion as well. This challenge. They fear the orcs, but behind the fear, self-interest, ambition and jealousy are still intertwined, as poisonous as poisonous snakes."

Although Wangorich's statement is not so straightforward.

But Fu Qinghai already understood.

His inner smile was growing.

However, he still wanted to ask on the surface:

"I don't quite understand. Grand Master of the Assassin's Court, you have been saying 'do you believe' and 'do you think' just now. I would like to ask who are you communicating with me on behalf of at this moment?"

"Very well, Chapter Master, you are very perceptive. Yes, I am not talking to you on behalf of the noble Lord. I am now at the headquarters of the Assassin's Court, and I am talking to you on my own behalf."

Wangorich put it bluntly.

"I'm waiting for instructions, instructions from Terra."

Fu Qinghai stared straight at Wangorich:

"You speak for yourself, but can you speak for Terra?"

"Excellent question."

Wangorich looked at Fu Qinghai with admiration:

"I can give you the authorization or instructions you want. Also with me is one of my colleagues, Veritus, the representative of the Tribunal of the High Lords Council, one of the Supreme Twelve. Unfortunately, He and I are not yet able to form the quorum required to pass the resolution, but Veritus has something that his colleagues lack - the Inquisition can represent the Emperor."

The imaging hole on the focusing platform flickered slightly, and another holographic projection appeared next to Wangorich.

A short-haired man with an extremely old face, wearing a set of golden power armor and a red cape.

"I am Veritus, Representative of the Inquisition, one of the High Council of Twelve. Will you obey my orders, Chapter Master Aoyama? Will you obey the orders of the Emperor himself?"

The old man asked in a deep voice.

Theoretically speaking, the Inquisition can indeed represent the will of the Emperor, at least that is what it said when it was first established. However, in the actual implementation process, not everyone often agrees with this. Otherwise, what will happen to the missing Inquisitors? thing? Moreover, there are radicals and purists within the Inquisition, and there are many factions with opposing ideas. If this institution really represents the Emperor's will, wouldn't the Emperor be schizophrenic?

But now Fu Qinghai wants to cooperate with him.

"Speak your orders, Inquisitor."

Fu Qinghai looked at Veritus and said calmly:

"And the power you can grant me."

"The High Lords Council orders you to lead your fleet to Terra immediately and destroy the Battle Moon in orbit."

Veritus said word for word:

"Just like you did in Endin Hive World."

Wangorich looked at Veritus in surprise.

He didn't know what "Endin Hive World" meant.

Fu Qinghai raised the corners of his mouth slightly when he heard this.

As expected, the news of the destruction of the battle moon over the Hive World of Endin was eventually transmitted to Terra. The intelligence network of the Inquisition was not completely useless. It was probably the first battle moon to be destroyed. moon.

"So why do you think we're here?"

Fu Qinghai spread his hands and asked calmly:

"Grandmaster Kyril Hindman?"

When Veritus heard this, his expression suddenly changed.

Wangorich looked at him again.

I wonder what riddles you two are playing here?

"Our goal is to destroy the orcs."

Fu Qinghai said slowly and firmly:

"That's our only purpose."

"Then our goals are aligned."

Veritus said cautiously.

After saying that, the two holographic projections went out and disappeared.

Fu Qinghai stood in the empty conference hall.

"What do you think, Qing Ming?"

Fu Qinghai suddenly asked.

"I traced this communication link. The source of the signal is indeed not located in the palace area but in the Arctic region. What the Grand Master of the Assassin Court said is probably true. He is talking to us on his own behalf. But when I want to go further Analysis to determine the specific location, the data is artificially cut off. "

The secretary with pert butt and long legs quietly appeared behind her.

"The Planner of Venus."

Fu Qinghai pursed his lips and said:

"The Assassin's Court is also very strong in the data field."

"I'm asking what you think of this conversation?"

Fu Qinghai turned to face the beautiful secretary.

"Based on my analysis of the micro-expressions of their facial muscles, I tend to think that Veritus still has some doubts about your identity, but right now they are asking for you, and the whole of Terra is asking for you, so He didn't show it. As for Wangoric, his disappointment with the high lords has reached the point of despair, and he is a bit unscrupulous. "

Qing Ming shared her observations.

"Um……"

Fu Qinghai nodded noncommittally.

He lowered his head and unfolded a piece of paper clutched in his glove.

That was given to him by Director Star Language ten minutes ago.

There was only one short line written in the note:

Veritus, Caryl Hindman.

"Khan."

At this time, a space warrior walked in hurriedly:

"The Imperial Fists fleet is coming."

…

Finally, the high-walled warships passed through the Gate of Hades one after another. Soon, the leading cruiser saw another fleet that had completed its formation next to the Gate of Hades.

"It's unimaginable, it's unimaginable..."

Kurland stood in front of the porthole and murmured:

"One, two, three, four...seven different battle groups."

The White Scars were indeed the reinforcements of the Imperial Fists. The hope in Kurander's heart finally turned into reality, but he did not expect that happiness would come so suddenly. The reinforcements would not only be the White Scars, but seven entire battle groups.

It was useless for Bosmond to object any longer.

The probability of winning has now increased significantly.

Kurland strode to the bridge. The crew of the Black Templar had prepared the communication. Bosiemond was also here. Kurland nodded to him and then stood in front of the equipment.

"We meet again, Commander Kurand."

The bust of the black-haired warrior appeared again:

"I am Qingshan Khan, the leader of the Iron Buddha Chapter."

"Salute to you, Qingshan Khan."

Kurland said sincerely:

"Hail to every warrior who comes to Terra."

Kurland beat his chest vigorously in greeting to Fu Qinghai, but did not notice that the expression on Bo Ximende's face behind him seemed a little strange. The Grand Marshal of the Black Templar was looking up and down at the holographic projection in front of him with his only naked eye. He stared at Fu Qinghai's nose and shoulder armor for a long time, his brows furrowing deeper and deeper.

"We're all here for the same purpose."

Fu Qinghai looked at Kurland and said:

"But I think you need to know immediately what has happened since this war began, and then we can discuss how to deal with this Orc War Moon over Terra."

Without waiting for the other party to answer, Fu Qinghai continued:

"I will send you three data packets. Please watch them carefully. It will help you understand the current situation."

After saying this, Fu Qinghai immediately interrupted the communication.

Kurland and several chapter leaders looked at each other.

"Data transfer request received."

The bridge crew looked up at Bosiemond.

"take over."

The Black Templar Grand Marshal said in a deep voice.

The data packets transmitted by the Suzheng to the Abomination are being analyzed. The characters on the screens around the bridge are sliding down like a waterfall. Video pictures and various charts are also flashing by. The mortal crew members are constantly reporting the analysis results. On the bridge The Space Marines stared at these data, their expressions gradually becoming surprised.

These three data packets are one large and two small.

Among them, the first data packet has the largest size.

Contains the entire summary of a battle.

"They actually..."

Kurland said in disbelief:

"A battle moon has actually been conquered."

Bosmond's twisted face was tense.

Squint your eyes and scan the reports carefully.

From pre-war layout to tactical execution to post-war summary, as well as weapons and equipment statistics of both sides of the war, Father Phaeton's analysis report on the ruins and remains of the occupied battle moon...

It's all listed in this packet.

"So fast. The Son of the Storm really lives up to his reputation."

Essaga, the leader of the Chapter of the Blamers, sighed:

"Not only did they arrive at Terra before us, they even destroyed a battle moon on the way there."

"Look at the second and third packets."

Bosmond said pointing to the screen in front of him.

The crew around him immediately carried out his orders.

The other two slightly smaller packets are two videos.

The first paragraph is from the perspective of the Imperial Council Hall. In the end, the Chapter Leaders at Gaoqiang somewhat recognized this place. Then their eyes were attracted by the focus of the video shooter, and they looked at the three tall men who appeared in the Council Hall. biology.

"Hiss... green skin."

Bosiemond's blood pressure rose first.

"Are they negotiating with the orcs?"

Isaac frowned and asked.

"This is simply...a disgrace and a disgrace!"

Kurland was equally furious.

The Space Marines watched the Ork ambassadors show off their power in the Council Hall of Terra. This hall was the headquarters of the Expeditionary Force more than a thousand years ago. At that time, the aliens in the entire galaxy were trembling under the iron boots of the Legiones Astartes, but now they are Let three greenskins stand here arrogantly and run wild.

This several-minute video has finally finished playing.

The atmosphere in the bridge was very depressing.

The crew opened another video in silence.

The content is the conversation between Veritus and Wangorich and Fu Qinghai. The Grand Master of the Assassin's Court and the Grand Master of the Inquisition requested the White Scar to go to Terra immediately to destroy the battle moon.

When the communication between the Solemnity and the Abomination was established again.

Fu Qinghai saw the expressions of the chapter leaders.

He knew he didn't need to talk anymore.

"I would like to ask you all to follow the battle plan I formulated in the next battle. The reason needs no further explanation, because I have already conquered a battle moon. It is true that according to the intelligence we have collected, every orc battle moon The designs and functions are different, but most of the structures are the same. The same gravity weapons and the same hollow structure can minimize casualties according to my plan. "

Fu Qinghai suggested sincerely.

His tone was humble and sincere, but through the communication screen, the chapter leaders in the bridge of the Abomination could clearly see the weapons room with the open door behind Fu Qinghai, as well as the two-meter-high lump on the floor of the weapons room. giant orc head.

There were many warriors present who had fought for hundreds of years.

But no one had ever seen an orc head that big.

The fangs point to the sky, the face is ferocious, and the look is frightening.

"We don't have any reason to object."

Kurland immediately expressed his position.

Kurland was the legion commander elected by all the Imperial Fists. He spoke, and the other legions did not object. The two legions reached an agreement on this point.

"Then shall we attack now?"

Kurland is already gearing up to fight.

"No rush, there is one more thing to do before that."

Fu Qinghai raised his hand to stop Kurander.

"What happened?"

Kurland wondered.

"Mars."

Fu Qinghai said in a deep voice:

"Our two legions are heading to Mars together and are parked in the orbit of Mars. We must put up a posture and force the Forge Commander to come out of his palace and embark on the road to war. Kubik is surrounded by the most powerful people in the entire galaxy. One of the armies, but faced with the crisis of Terra, he remained indifferent."

"Do we definitely need an army from Mars?"

Kurland said he didn’t understand:

"Seven of your battle groups have already destroyed a battle moon together. Now with our final high wall, the chances of winning are greatly increased. Even without reinforcements from Mars, we can still kill this battle moon over Terra. , why don’t you wait until the crisis is over to settle the score with the Foundry Commander?”

"Things are different."

Fu Qinghai shook his head sadly and said:

"Although we successfully destroyed the battle moon above the Hive World of Endin, we also suffered heavy losses. We lost one-fifth of our battleships and a large number of Space Marines, many of whom were experienced Terminators. Commando, there is no way we can afford this loss again. Mars must join the fight, and we need the power of the Mecha."

Fu Qinghai actually lied.

Although the losses of the seven battle groups are indeed heavy, especially the battleships, they are far from the level of damage. Moreover, each battleship of the Iron Buddha Chapter has an automatic Space Marine medical platform on the medical deck. As long as there is no They can be saved even if they die to the point of being reduced to ashes, so the actual number of Space Marines killed in battle is not as exaggerated as he described.

He had other reasons for wanting Mars to send troops.

But he couldn't say it clearly at the moment.

Only when Mars sends troops, and only when the Foundry Commander shifts his attention from Mars to the battle moon, begins to pay attention to the progress of this battle, and begins to pay attention to the orc technology that may be captured, can the assassins Wangorich left on Mars Opportunity to penetrate into the administrative core of the Forge Commandery.

Wangorich can be said to be the most powerful Grand Master of the Assassin Court in the history of the Human Empire - he can even assassinate the Founding Commander of Mars! Without Wangorich's intervention, it may not be possible to rely on the Space Marines to overthrow the Martian regime and drain the blood of the White Scars and Imperial Fists on their own.

"In that case, are you sure you can persuade him to send troops?"

Kurland asked worriedly.

"I'm 90% sure."

Fu Qinghai said very confidently:

"I know the Mechanicus very well. The threat of force is on the one hand, it will make them rationally weigh the pros and cons. On the other hand, we can also take advantage of their greed and appropriately promise them some conditions, such as allowing the technical priests to fight Dismantling and taking away all the orc technological creations on the Battle Moon after the end? They simply cannot resist this temptation."

"I see."

Kurland saw Fu Qinghai's right shoulder armor.

The rust-red gear encases the skull relief.

"We will cooperate with you and wish you smooth negotiations."

Kurland said, beating his chest heavily.

…

Mars, the red star, the origin of the machine god.

A huge fleet is displayed in the orbit of Mars. A cluster of warships of different tonnage are gliding in the void. The classic combination of battle barges and strike cruisers is the Astartes Chapter that makes all enemies of the Empire fearful. A total of thirteen such war groups were all gathered in the orbit of Mars at this moment. The tremendous pressure caused even caused some extremely long-lived technology priests to recall the rebellion thousands of years ago.

At this time, the administrative core lies deep underground on Mars.

Over the course of countless years, the Adeptus Mechanicus dug underground a sphere one kilometer in diameter, a hive of thousands of individual chambers, each with a direct connection to the core of the forge world of Mars. priest.

This is a networked brain, far more powerful than any cogitator system in the galaxy. Once a Tech-Priest is imprisoned in a cell hive, his remains are not cleaned up by servitors until the end of his long life. They retain only a small part of their personality, and their thoughts and intentions merge into one, becoming a computing unit of the Forge World.

Kubik's throne stands on a high platform raised like a spine in the center of the sphere. It is a huge creation, densely covered with data sockets, meditator connectors, servo skull anchors and other more complex devices to cast the Lord. Provides a direct connection to the core of the Forge World.

A clear, life-size, detailed image of a Space Marine was projected in front of his throne. Although this holographic projection was nearly perfect, the Forge Lord did not need to observe it with the naked eye. He and his Tech-Priests could directly Perceive Fu Qinghai by reading data.

"Hello, Brother Qingshan. You returned to the solar system in time. Without your arrival, Terra will surely fall."

Kubik chose the most human voice from his database, a rich and commanding voice that suggested masculinity and confidence, nothing like Kubik's original voice, which has been lost for hundreds of years. years.

"Greetings, Lord of Mars."

Fu Qinghai bowed slightly and said:

"On behalf of my brothers the White Scars and the Imperial Fists, I come before you to ask for your wisdom and assistance."

In contrast to the menacing and murderous fleet in orbit, Qingshan Khan's attitude was unusually humble. Kubik wanted to know who taught him this humility.

"What kind of help do you want?"

Kubik said knowingly.

"Send your forces alongside the Space Marines to attack the Battle Moon and destroy it from orbit."

Fu Qinghai said bluntly.

"So did Uskina Tull, whose peasant crusade ended in disaster."

Kubik said lightly, injecting elements of superiority, irony and calm into his vocal output.

"We are the Emperor's shield and blade, not a desperate horde. We can destroy the Orks."

Fu Qinghai replied equally calmly.

"Then I can only commend you for your confidence, Chapter Master, but I insist on proceeding with caution. You are a Martian-certified Forgemaster, and you bear the symbols of gears and skulls on your pauldrons. You are not just a Space Marine, you are Tech-priest in power armor, you deserve to know more about the military might of Mars."

Kubik continued to state his reasons:

"Our ground forces on Mars are indeed powerful, but our fleet is not suitable for this kind of operation. One fact is: the number of warships of the Mechanicum is not large. If we join Yuskina's deeds, we will lose precious military power, which could be better used elsewhere. This is a simple and basic logical judgment."

Fu Qinghai pointed out the loopholes in this rhetoric:

"However, another fact is: Yuskina only relied on a group of merchant ships to transport millions of civilians to the surface of the battle moon. No matter how few the Red Star's battleships are, can they still be inferior to the merchant fleet? Restoration Order Where are the engines of destruction? Where are the General Cannons of the Hundred Machines? And where are the God Machines of the Titan Order and the Mechanical Holy Spirits of the Intelligent Control Corps? Mars only needs to transport a small number of troops to the battle moon. It can have a huge effect—but I haven’t seen even one armed servitor so far.”

"Ah, restore the Order's engine of destruction..."

There was a slight fluctuation in Kubik's voice.

"As expected of the Master of Forging, you know Mars better than I expected. Indeed, there are many forbidden weapons in Mars' arsenal that are beyond understanding and imagination, but the use of any more powerful weapon will bring harm to the sacred land. The risk is immeasurable. Just imagine what would happen if a satellite suddenly disintegrated in Terra's low Earth orbit? Do you want us to destroy the Throne World to save it?"

Kubik asked Fu Qinghai.

Fu Qinghai glanced at Kubik.

I thought silently in my heart: It's simply sophistry. You don't tell me what forbidden weapons Mars possesses. Anyway, if you ask, using these forbidden weapons to destroy the Battle Moon will also harm the Throne World. Isn't that unsolvable?

The foundry commander could not identify the intention of Fu Qinghai's eyes, so he asked his subordinates through thought diversion.

"The voice wave analysis and facial muscle configuration show that the probability that he spoke from the heart in the first half is 83.12%. Now he thinks you are covering up. We calculated that the probability that he is connected to other people in the galaxy is 91.76%. The main suspect Artificial Intelligence: Drakan Wangorich, Grand Master of the Assassins."

A single voice sounded in his mind.

This is the analytical conclusion given by the thinking cluster.

"Chapter Master, let's stop blaming each other."

Kubik suddenly said:

"This war has caught all of us off guard. You have a high probability of success. Compared to the merchant ship leaders, if you choose to help you, Mars will not cause much loss, so I will help you. This is the purpose of you contacting me. , right? Ask for my help instead of slander and accusation?”

Fu Qinghai nodded briefly:

"Yes, sir, this is my purpose."

"Okay, ten regiments of Skitarii Rangers and Skitarii Vanguards will go with you, and I will also provide support from five knight families. The Mechanicum's fleet will transport them and provide corresponding Covering fire. If it's just us, or just the merchant fleet, we have almost no chance of winning, and your fleet is within acceptable survivability parameters."

Kubik gave his terms.

Ten regiments of basic infantry for the Skitarii? Plus five knight families? What about sending beggars away? The majestic Mars, the birthplace of Ohm Messiah, only sends such a small number of troops?

"Thank you for your assistance, my lord."

Fu Qinghai took a deep breath and said:

"As long as there is one Space Marine alive, as long as there is one breath left of us, Terra will not be captured."

"Mars will not allow this to happen. We are united as always. The sacred covenant of Olympus connects us. Mars and Terra are one."

Kubik said without changing his expression.

"He thinks you're lying."

The priest next to him whispered the analysis results.

"When can your army set out?"

Fu Qinghai asked directly.

"Chapter Master, I sent a communication to the Mekhanite Guards a few weeks ago, requesting that the massing of troops begin. My troops are already ready and can set off at the command. Your question is not only insulting to me; We have been prepared to aid Terra from the beginning, but we cannot act alone, and we will not support the foolish crusade called by Yuskina."

Kubik suddenly stood up from his throne, and the mechanical synapses and other exquisite auxiliary limbs under the rust-red robe waved dissatisfiedly to express his emotions.

He’s also a fucking performing personality…

Fu Qinghai rolled his eyes inwardly.

"I apologize, Forgemaster."

Fu Qinghai said sincerely:

"Nothing but your assistance is generous and will save many Space Marine lives."

"Give me your command code, and I will send an additional intelligence control force and place these mechanical holy spirits under your direct command. I have only one request."

"What are the requirements, Foundry Commander?"

Fu Qinghai thought to himself: Isn’t this coming?

"My cultists must collect all the materials and technologies obtained during the battle and then send them to Mars."

A completely unexpected request.

"What purpose?"

Fu Qinghai frowned and asked.

"Its study will be crucial to defeating the orcs."

Kubik said without hesitation.

"I can agree to this request in exchange for you sharing all the information you have gathered about the orc threat."

Fu Qinghai said after thinking for a while.

"We have previously provided the Imperial Council with all the information we know about the orc threat."

Kubik said calmly.

"There are Mechanicus exploration fleets across the empire, and many of your forge worlds have also been attacked. I have seen the intelligence you collected, and it seems a bit... thin."

Fu Qinghai said as tactfully as possible.

"That's all we have."

The Foundry Commander remained calm and said:

"The delivery of materials will speed up our analysis, and the more samples we have the more conclusions we can provide."

Fu Qinghai stared at Kubik for a long time.

"Well, you're right, Forgemaster."

Fu Qinghai finally nodded slowly.

"Very well, you agree with this, and I hope we can meet again soon, on the day of our victory."

The casting commander said calmly.

…

After Kubik finished his last words.

The Tech-Priest disconnected the Suzheng ship.

"Analytical conclusion."

Kubik sat back on his throne and spoke calmly.

"Qingshan Khan, his information in historical data is incomplete, and there are continuous gaps in time. It is known that he underwent transformation surgery in the M30 period and became a space warrior. He participated in and commanded many battles and achieved remarkable achievements. ...The abundance of data is not enough to complete character portraits and psychological modeling. We can only analyze based on his conversation performance just now.”

The thinking cluster began to try to describe:

"This is a very standard and typical Chapter Master of the Astartes. He only cares about military issues and is not sensitive enough to other issues. There are two things we can confirm at the moment: first, he does not trust you. But I have a request from you. Secondly, he is involved with the Grand Master of the Assassin Court on Terra."

"The Astartes were created primarily for the purpose of preserving and promoting the durability of humanity, and they were born that way, as predictable as the energy output of a laser gun."

Kubik said to himself:

"I only considered the progress of the 'Great Experiment' and how the arrival of the two Astartes Legions would affect this progress. I was forced by this Qingshan Khan to send a part of the Martian army to attack the Ork Battle Moon. , but it will also give us access to new research materials and provide a large number of test subjects for the 'Great Experiment' project."

“Finding opportunities in threats.”

The cluster of thoughts sings in unison:

"Your decision-making was impeccable."

…

Battleship Su Zheng, captain's room.

Fu Qinghai, wearing regular clothes and sitting behind his desk, is completely different from the image in the holographic projection, wearing a power suit and standing in the center of the conference hall, seriously meeting the Lord of Mars.

"Has the Foundry Commander seen the clues?"

Fu Qinghai asked curiously.

"As far as I know, not at all."

Qing Ming smiled and sat on the desk with his legs bent.

"Were they completely kept in the dark by you? Is the gap between the human brain thinking cluster and super artificial intelligence really that big?"

Fu Qinghai couldn't believe it.

"I'm also the top artificial intelligence, okay?"

Qing Ming hugged Fu Qinghai's arm and shook it:

"You have some confidence in me, Master."

"No wonder the Crimson Agreement prohibits the development of AI..."

Fu Qinghai rubbed his chin thoughtfully.

Fu Qinghai knew very well that the fundamental reason why he wanted Mars to send troops was not because of the lack of the Mechanicus's troops, but to cover up the Wangorich operation, but how could he conceal his true purpose in the negotiation with the Mars Foundry Commander?

Acting? Just acting is not enough.

The Foundry Commander has the largest human brain thinking cluster on Mars to provide analysis and decision-making suggestions. They will analyze every subtle fluctuation in the voice and every subtle change in the facial muscles one by one to determine whether you are lying. Don't say that Fu Qinghai is not a professional actor. Even if he is an Oscar winner, he can't stand this level of frame-by-frame scrutiny.

However, the essence of holographic projection is also a pile of data. Mars can directly analyze this data, and Qingming can also directly generate this data. The Qingshan Khan who was talking to the Forge Commander was not the real person at all, but a virtual character generated by Qingming. All the details of his tone and subtle expressions were deliberately provided by Qingming for Mars to analyze. This "Qingshan Khan" perfectly matched the analysis conclusion of the thought cluster-

A very typical warband leader, who should have a connection with the Grand Master of the Assassin Court, and also had his own suspicions and judgments, but knew nothing about what Mars was currently doing.

"I can only help you here, Lao Wan."

Fu Qinghai thought secretly in his heart:

"The most difficult high lord to assassinate among the twelve high lords, Mars Forge Commander, I will leave it to you."

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