Chapter 37 Use my things to trade with me?
The raven said: "Big guy, these conditions sound pretty good. We can take over this planet without a single blow."
"Not bad?" The Emperor responded in his heart: "Why should I let him use my things to trade with me?"
Raven: ".."
"Big Brother, did you say the same thing to the four people in subspace?"
"I didn't say anything, I just grabbed it."
The raven tilted his head and looked at the big guy, his eyes widening.
It means that the four vendors were eating hot pot and singing songs in the subspace.
You suddenly rushed in and robbed them all! !
No wonder the four vendors can suspend the eternal war and join forces to deal with you.
Not only did he break into the house and rob, he also planned to destroy the subspace in one fell swoop.
Who can stand such arrogance?
"Your terms don't sound attractive." Waldo stood up and spoke in the name of the Emperor.
"I own the entire planet." Citizen 13145209527 said.
Waldo looked cold and showed a trace of disdain.
"For my Lord, the only wealth that needs to be fought for is the citizens of this planet."
"As for the natural resources and technological creations you own, they will belong to the empire whether you like it or not."
"Why would my lord let you use things that already belong to the empire to trade with the empire."
Citizen 13145209527's face turned ugly.
"Everything I own is legal, how could you be so shameless and take it for your own?"
Waldo said calmly: "Everything we do is also legal."
"According to the constitution promulgated by the Empire, we have the right to punish those who intend to prevent the rise of mankind."
"Give everything you own unconditionally, or the empire will take it away from you by force."
"Hahaha, this ending is really satisfying." The man on the side laughed.
Citizen 13145209527 was so angry that his body was shaking.
"You damn bandits, you invaded my home and then you accuse me of being guilty?"
The man next to him said: "No, no, the Human Empire is not a robber. We welcome the arrival of the Empire and sincerely hope that human civilization can prosper again."
Waldo said: "Look, everyone on this planet is willing to accept the rule of the Empire except you."
"I will never give in to the robbers." Citizen 13145209527 clenched his fists and looked at the man next to him.
"They can use violence to rob me of my wealth, why can't they use violence to rob you? Empathize with the robbers, you are hopelessly stupid."
The man grinned, "This shows that they are very fair, just like a social machine. We just chose another social machine."
"The empire can bring us more benefits, so what's wrong with choosing them? As for the losses you cause, what does it have to do with us?"
"If you fail to survive in the new era, it only means that you don't work hard enough and you can't blame others."
"You taught us these, why have you forgotten them now?"
Citizen 13145209527 was so angry that his body was shaking.
"You are all a group of robbers. I will never give up my wealth. If you insist, then let's go to war."
"The Empire doesn't care." Waldo said word for word: "No matter what your choice is, the Empire will get this planet."
The communication is over.
Citizen 13145209527 cut off communication.
Humming sounds came from all directions.
Countless law enforcement units flew from all over the city and rushed to where the emperor and others were.
The Imperial Guards activated the genetic engines in their bodies and entered combat mode.
A chaotic fight broke out.
The order to start the war reached the fleet in low-Earth orbit.
It was passed to the commanders of the Legions Astartes and Auxiliaries who had already prepared.
The warships opened fire, and dense torpedoes, missiles, and laser beams rained down on the planet's orbital defense system.
In just ten minutes, the orbital defense system was declared offline.
Then came the landing operation.
The drop pod of the Legiones Astartes fell like a meteorite, dragging flames and carrying terrifying kinetic energy.
When it landed, it emitted a terrifying explosion that shook the earth.
Their targets are the control centers of the social machine.
The battle lasted only twenty-three hours, not even one Terran day.
The planet Actis III declared its entire territory occupied.
Citizen 13145209527 was also captured by Astlan and other Astartes warriors of the First Legion and brought before the Emperor.
This guy looks like a sturdy middle-aged man.
But according to the test results of the instrument, there are traces of genetic engineering everywhere in his body.
The physiological life span reaches an astonishing two thousand and four hundred years.
"Robbers, you are all a group of robbers." Citizen 13145209527 kept cursing, and his body was shaking with anger.
"Who is the robber?" Waldo stood in front of the man, "You intend to steal the empire's property, and you also intend to fight against the empire."
"Shameless." Citizen 13145209527 shouted, "You are extremely shameless."
"After the vote of all citizens, the planet Actis III has declared its full surrender to the empire."
"Imperial law is the highest law in this world, so you are the shameless one."
The man before was still standing beside the emperor and others.
He launched an online poll.
The number of people supporting the surrender of the empire reached 99.999%.
Perhaps the only opponent is the citizen in front of you, 13145209527.
No matter how bad the situation is when joining the Empire, it will not be worse than it is now.
At least you can breathe freely.
After trial, citizen 13145209527 was sentenced to death.
The original laws were abolished on the planet Actis III. Declare that ownership of natural resources is always public property and cannot be privatized by anyone.
"Rationality is important, but human society is complex, and rationality alone is far from enough."
"Everything is done according to reason, and people will not be happy."
The raven looked at the hanged citizen 13145209527 and felt something.
"I feel offended." Waldo said in a low voice.
"Don't feel it, I just offended you. Of course, you don't need to be angry. Because I not only offended you, but also offended the big guy."
Waldo: "."
Emperor: "."
Nuceria.
The Arena announced that it would be temporarily closed.
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The reason was a gladiator riot.
Inside the arena, the bodies of dozens of high-ranking knights lay in a dark corridor.
Their bodies covered with high-tech silver armor were torn open, and bright red blood flowed on the ground.
Nuceria's technological level is very high, and it has inherited many technological creations and knowledge from the Golden Age.
The personal guards of each major family have undergone high-end prosthetic implants and genetic modifications. With the unique weapons they possess, their combat effectiveness is terrifying.
However, in front of the furious Angron, they were still torn apart like rags.
"You shouldn't be so impulsive, kid."
Onomamus looked at the scarred Angron, showing worry and distress.
"I have no choice, Father!"
Angron clenched the battle ax in his hand.
"They have taken away too many things, and I will never allow them to take away you too."
"Child." Onomamus's eyes filled with tears.
This man who has been living in the gladiatorial arena until now has experienced countless life and death fights, and his heart has long been as cold and hard as iron stone.
At this moment, he was crying for Angron.
He watched Angron grow up and knew how kind this child was.
He comforts the dead and allows them to rest in peace.
Use your soul to communicate with the living and let them find peace.
Every day, he uses his unique ability to suck away the pain from his companions, just to let them sleep peacefully.
"It would be great if you didn't end up in this world."
Onomamus hated the cruelty of fate.
If Angron was born in a peaceful world, he would definitely become a very good and kind person.
He will protect the weak, he will sympathize with grief, and he will show mercy to the world.
However, fate landed him in Nuceria, a hopeless hell.
"Family dog, you will regret what you did today."
An angry voice echoed through the speakers in the arena.
Immediately afterwards, anesthetic gas as thick as mist poured into the arena.
The strong gladiator who was locked in the cage just took a breath and fainted.
High-level knights wear full protective equipment and enter the arena filled with anesthetic gas.
They thought they could easily take down Angron.
However, Angron was not knocked down by the anesthetic gas and still maintained strong fighting power.
In the ensuing battle, Angron killed at least a hundred high-ranking knights.
It wasn't until his body's functions reached their peak that he fainted.
In the end, he was dragged out by a high-ranking knight like a dying wild dog.
One of the rulers of the planet, the head of the Tarka family, ordered people to awaken Onomamus after the battle.
Looking condescendingly at the gladiator who had been taking care of Angron.
"This is all your fault, idiot, but Angron will soon correct this mistake himself."
"When nails are driven into his brain and his hands are stained with the blood of your father, he will have no chance of redemption."
"As soon as you die, he will fall into hell forever and become the most powerful and bloodthirsty gladiator in history."
Onomamus was furious.
He let out a low roar, trying to break free from the control of the high-ranking knight, pounce on him, and tear the opponent into pieces.
But he couldn't do it and could only watch Lord Talka leave with a smile.
"Angron"
Onomamus fell into despair, and his voice was extremely painful.
He had seen gladiators controlled by nails, and they were driven mad by endless pain.
He couldn't imagine how those things would torture the poor child after entering Angron's mind.
Gods, please, don't be so cruel.
In the dark and cold void, the real space is constantly distorting.
A vortex slowly formed, grabbing all the light.
The strange fire of witchcraft rose out of thin air and scorched the shell of real space.
Cracks appeared due to distortion, and brilliant light of spiritual energy spurted out.
A majestic warship with a golden double-headed eagle on its bow rushed out of the subspace along with the brilliant light.
[The destination has been reached and the target planet is being locked]
The cold mechanical sound echoed inside the battleship.
Several Imperial Guards wearing golden armor stood in front of the observation window.
He looked coldly into the void, staring at the distant planet.
They would reach the planet where the Primarch fell in three hours.
(End of chapter)