Chapter 566 Interlude 3: People’s Square, and hot pot-
When I first heard the term "People's Square", an unprecedented shiver flowed through the joint between my broken spine and my mechanical prosthetic body.
I don't even dare to use my lips to actually repeat the word, just like I don't dare to use my lips to say certain words.
This word makes an old man like me feel a chill to the bone, but my past years as a heretic, a devil, a prey, an inquisitor and an interrogator have taught me that when this word appears in a place as mixed as Wandering Harbor, It's best not to take it literally.
"So," I licked my lips, playing the role I played when I first landed here. The adrenaline level increased slightly, but it was still within the allowable range, "so this place is the newest... …the square? Or the meeting place? Don’t people go to the church or the famous Piazza della Signoria?”
"Oh! Of course people will go to those places, but, Mr. Gregory, because you hired me today, I will just tell you the latest news. People's Square is the new core foundation after the Central Mountains Park. The second large-scale comprehensive facility built is another famous investment project of the Carosini Dynasty here. Although the official inauguration ceremony has not yet been held, part of it has actually begun trial operations, including a hotel. Newly opened hotel ”
At this point, she glanced at me suspiciously, with the caution hidden well by a professional officer who has experienced life and death, "Didn't you just say that you wanted a relatively affordable, quiet and uninhabited place with a separate partition?" A place to open and a convenient place to eat? ”
Although I don’t understand why the hotel is associated with the People and the Square, my instinct tells me not to ask this question.
"So...since it is a newly built hotel, won't it be very expensive? We only have this budget, ma'am."
"Oh! No! Because His Excellency the Archon's orders are very considerate, the hotels inside are divided into different star levels according to the floors, three-star, six-star, and nine-star. The reason why I recommend you to go there is the large room of the six-star It is currently in trial operation to attract customers, so the price is discounted. It is very cheap, brand new and clean, and very quiet. This is a great opportunity. If it is used up, it will be gone. ”
"That's it, yes. I'm grateful for your help, madam." I was sure that I didn't reveal any tricks, because the tour guide nodded and started to lead us again.
She rambled, looking more like she was paraphrasing something she had heard, "This project is a genius idea... We have never heard of or seen anything like it on Cadia! Of course, the Central Mountains The park too! Now my niece, youngest cousin and their friends love to go there and see them growing like a garden. It's great for the children of the world to fly kites like that... The efficiency and work distribution when this square was built was really perfect. More than 200,000 of us were hired to participate in this project. I heard that our former logistics Minister Konskavando is very proud of the high level of mobilization of personnel and materials throughout the project.”
"It sounds like a miraculous project, ma'am, so is this miracle dedicated to our holy emperor, or to some saint?"
"No. None." Her voice was low, like a ghost. It did look like the entrance of a huge building that had just been completed and the interior was being replenished. I don't know where the workers had gone, and the lights were not fully turned on. Our footsteps The sound echoed off the smooth marble walls.
My hand slowly slipped under my jacket and gripped my Inferno pistol.
"The Consul said that this palace and building were built for human needs and are a gift to all of us 'people'." She turned sideways and pointed at the huge palace that was close to the general style of the empire but was different. It is a marble palace of artistic refined beauty, "so it is called People's Square."
I glared at her, trying not to lose control of the muscles in my face that controlled my expression.
Then we all heard the sound of people coming out of the front door of the hotel to welcome guests.
"Okay, give your luggage to the waiter, and I'll take you to the restaurant. You pilgrims, if you can, always have your first meal there."
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I have seen countless lives fall before my eyes, including those I love.
My hands have been stained with the blood of countless innocent and not-innocent people, including my apprentices.
I have dealt with demons and used forbidden and ancient dark lore to walk with them.
When the tour guide dropped us off at this famous restaurant, my vigilance was raised to the highest level almost instantly.
What are my colleagues in the Inquisition doing for food! The spiritual energy overflowing from the surging dark gods in the sky on this blasphemous devil's heretical torch almost blinded me for daring to look directly into their eyes!
Are they completely blind to this? ! Regardless of the stupid, infighting, or complicated reasons, allowing so many people to worship it is completely quenching their thirst by drinking the dove to quench their thirst, and seeking the skin of the tiger!
But before I could turn around and excuse myself to leave and study it, the tour guide enthusiastically shoved my demonic host servant disguised as a patient inside, and I was stuck.
Behind me, I could notice the burning eyes of the ignorant people lining up in the square to receive the "holy hot water" staring at my back trying to see what was going on inside the restaurant.
At least hundreds of people, and the terrain and the number of people here simply make it impossible to move and evacuate quickly. Well, this "green channel" is really not what I want this time.
However, the horror of the mortals and the Astartes who turned a blind eye when they saw the dense crowds of worshipers to the dark gods in the square was not as horrifying as the moment that followed.
That person.
That person suddenly appeared next to me, blocking the way to the door.
The moment I saw his face clearly, great fear and despair overwhelmed me like a tide.
"Hello," he said.
What is he talking about?
I blinked, feeling that the white matter and gray matter in my head that had almost been boiled and exploded at that moment because of my psychic energy screaming and boiling were being forcibly "pressed" back to their original "normal" working state.
Because my mind became clear again, so did my eyes that were about to melt and turned into two pools of melted candle-like liquid flowing from my eye sockets and hanging on my face.
My vision became clear again, and I looked at the man in disbelief. My whole body was tense, like a rabbit being stared at by a beast. His hand reached into the weapon holster - but he was not wearing the famous and iconic power armor, nor -
"Hello, this guest, welcome to 'Delicious and Nutritious'! What would you like to eat? You can order. Maybe I can give you a lemonade first?"
I was staring so hard at his hands that I barely heard his question.
These are the hands of a human child turned into genetically engineered products. These are the hands of the most powerful warriors, a pair born to conquer the galaxy or start countless wars with bolters, chainswords and power axes. and the hands that create murder. But now these hands are steadily holding a novel ink pen, a brass lining, and a stack of white paper that seems to be printed with something. There is even a silver steel pen on the top. These white papers are clipped into clips with a skull halo logo.
"Want to have something to eat? The menu is on the table in front of you. This guest?" His voice was relaxed and contagious, which made people feel good as soon as they heard it, but now it was filled with a trace of doubt.
He called me his guest.
I can order food.
By the way, this is a restaurant.
This is the famous restaurant, with the blessing energy of the four supreme dark powers above the head, which is much stronger than the sacrifice of 100 million mortal flesh and blood souls, as an advertising light sign.
Why did I dare to walk into this place that was more terrifying than the space storm?
This place...seems...is it...when did I...be...assimilated...? ...? ...What was I just thinking...?
I forced my eyes away from his black and white dress.
I slowly raised my head and stared at this face.
There seemed to be a flicker of doubt in his beautiful pine green eyes.
I carefully distinguished every expression on his face, every muscle change, the psychic tentacles were suppressed, and the sensing module became blurry for some reason, but I was still working on my long and bloody work. Hundreds of years of experience can be used.
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There are only doubts, well-hidden impatience and deeper vigilance. Although his muscles are loose, they are still in the best pre-attack condition. As long as he is willing, I believe that this warrior who is full of strength and in excellent condition can destroy me in an instant. and my companion, but he certainly had no hostility and no sense of evil at all.
A face that is pure, powerful, noble, beautiful, and smiling.
I've seen this face before.
In the portrait of Horus Luperkar taken by Euphrates Qile.
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And the other side.
The Cadian refugees brought by the fleet have been temporarily resettled on the newly developed asteroid and new roaming port. At the same time, Creed obtained a permission order signed by the Archon for his people. Part of him wanted to Those who want to retire in Wandering Port can stay, and Creed and the others will go to Pearl Moon and Carrick to build a new home with the Cadians who are willing to settle in the new world together. Both the Belakarn Forge World and Medusa will provide a group of materials and mentors to build orbital platforms and other facilities for these two worlds.
The Primarchs who had met on Cadia and arrived here on the Scarlet Wave were already sitting with the Fourth Primarch (and his body) in a private room of a delicious and nutritious restaurant.
Misunderstandings are beautiful, and lies become true for various reasons. If one side of things is what people least want to see, and the other side is the beauty that people expect, then it is not that easy to persuade people to think in the direction of what they want. Difficult - especially when you thought you were the only one left, only to find that the place was almost filled with half of your brothers, and you were all Primarchs.
Not to mention the Fearless Phoenix and Garuda Ferrus, although Fulgrim Pallas has just recovered from his serious injury, he has already had many rounds with Magna Dorn on the Central Mountain Park Loop in an anti-gravity suspension wheelchair. A fun friendly drag racing competition.
The furious Guilliman discovered the dark little secret of the Indomitable and Honso's ten thousand wise words. Afterwards, he vowed to extend the time Honso hung on the bow of Macragge's Glory to three centuries or eternity - —Currently, what the Master of Pharmacy himself does not know is that several Primarchs are conducting friendly negotiations on the lease of the ship's prow statue, Honso.
However, now, before they sit down and reconsider anything about the dark, desperate, cold, JUST war-filled future, all the troubles big and small, the brothers who are not together, the rumors, the urgent needs all over the place before making any new plans.
"People are like iron, and rice is like steel. If we don't eat one meal, we will be hungry. So, we must eat first."
Lamizane Carosini said solemnly, "Today, we have to eat hot pot."
So, sitting in the private room of the expanded "delicious and nutritious" restaurant, there was a large copper cauldron built by Fulgrim and Ferrus in the center of the large round table once again built by Guilliman, and on the surrounding turntables filled by the emperor All kinds of delicacies and fresh ingredients prepared by the chefs and pastry chefs who came to train with the Sons of the Sons of God, the Death Guard, the Lunar Wolves, the Imperial Fists and the Black Templars, as well as the fine wines and delicacies imported from all the way from the Far Eastern Star Territory drinks.
Just as everyone toasted each other and began to put various ingredients into the pot, Lamizane, who was always very enthusiastic about eating, uncharacteristically restrained his excitement and showed a pensive expression.
"What's wrong? Is there something wrong? Or did you find something wrong?"
Perturabo BC did not speak. The person who asked the question was Fulgrim Ishtar opposite him. Although Fearless Phoenix was also very interested in the novel dining method of hot pot, he did not want his amniotic fluid chamber to be filled with Grox pepper oil smelled of it, so Ferus Manus stood next to his bowl, tentatively extending his claws into the boiling soup, hooking back and forth some of the things Ishtar wanted to eat. Fulgrim Pallas looked at the other primarchs slightly cautiously and learned to use a colander to scoop out thin slices of meat.
The Potion Master and everyone else are not here at the moment. The door to the box is closed. This is a gathering of the Primarchs themselves.
"Nothing, uh, I was just thinking about the number of Primarchs here..."
Lamizane pondered and looked at the Primarchs gathered around him:
"...Does it feel like seeing so many primarchs, as if..."
"There is no sense of déjà vu! There is no sense of déjà vu!"
Robert Guilliman immediately said loudly. The other brothers looked at him in surprise and raised their eyebrows or crossed their arms. A certain primarch was snickering, "Let us do something that should be done at the moment when brothers reunite after a long absence." For example! Is there a bath here? Then I suggest that we need to build a full-size bath! Sharing a bath will help us improve our relationship!
Unyielding Cadia Volume·Fin
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