Chapter 540 Kiriman: A bastard, you can be real offline if you have the ability!
"Where did the ignorant come from?!"
Kiriman has been advancing various reform measures proposed by the Savior in the bright territory of the empire, and needs to participate in various celebrations and ceremonies.
Received the audience of many empire managers.
So he has always maintained a good mood.
This is the most angry time in recent years, and even a little lost incompetence.
The anonymous commenter on the Psychological Network Forum actually said that the "Astadt Sacred Book" he carefully wrote is waste paper and there is no need for it to exist at all.
The text is so sharp.
Kiriman took a deep breath and also angrily scolded the guy who was unknown and nicknamed "Roman Prodigal" with his anonymous account "Blue Giant".
Of course, his words are not so intense, and he maintains a certain degree of civilization.
It’s just that it’s open and secretly that the other party is sensational, and the content in the article is not worth mentioning at all, it’s just the ignorant’s whisper.
Afterwards, Kiriman, who calmed down, told the other party that, given the situation of the empire at that time, disbanding the legion and implementing the Astartes's sacred scriptures was the safest choice.
This will prevent the same betrayal from happening again.
The existence of the Holy Book is necessary, but unfortunately, due to the sleepiness of the Extreme Primarch and the Imperial Legend, there was no subsequent optimization and adjustment.
This has had some impact on the empire.
But that's not the fault of the Extreme Principle.
After Kiriman posted these contents, he mocked himself: "Why did I tell that guy this? It seems that I care a little about this."
The guy named "Roman Prodigal Son" in the Lingwang Forum is obviously a scholar, manager or nobleman from the high-level of the empire.
Although there is some knowledge or wisdom.
But the other party had not experienced the turbulent situation during the Horus rebellion. He could not feel the difficulties of the situation at that time through just a few words recorded in the taboo classics.
Therefore, it will inevitably lead to cognitive distortion.
Over the years, high-level scholars, judges or managers also occasionally discussed the empire situation after the Horus Rebellion, and often put forward different political views and ideas.
These are allowed to some extent.
As for those too strict ideological constraints, they are often targeted at ordinary people in the empire.
Because they are more likely to be corroded.
Of course, such discussions occasionally lead to fierce quarrels and ideological disputes.
But these are generally left behind discussion and will not touch on things that are too taboo.
However, if the remarks are too fierce, it will also lead to the relevant person being warned by the court and even punished.
But the punishment is not serious in general.
After all, the high-level existences of the empire have their own territory and army. As long as they have not betrayed the empire, their slight political differences are within the scope allowed by the empire.
What's more, the internal concepts of the various departments of the empire and even the courts of the courts are not consistent and support different political views.
The understanding of the emperor also differs.
Unless these guys have caused war and unrest due to different political views, a trial must be carried out.
Now that the Savior has provided a better spiritual network platform, there will naturally be people who make relevant comments on it.
As long as there is no involvement of heresy and betrayal, it will generally be retained.
Especially the remarks of some senior imperial scholars will cause more academic discussions, and relevant departments will also try to analyze and research certain valuable contents.
Or invite relevant scholars to participate in the implementation practice.
There is no way, the empire's territory is too vast, and the conditions in different regions are different. Before we usher in real unification, we can only rule with a large framework.
Then arrange the consuls to implement different policies and adapt to local conditions in local galaxies or planets.
What's more, it was the first time that the Savior and the Human Empire had implemented such a large-scale reform, which was equivalent to crossing the river by feeling the stones.
He needs more wisdom of advanced human scholars, more political opinions and ideas, analysis of different regions, and review of historical gains and losses.
To avoid repeating the same mistakes.
Then spend more time adjusting the empire system and finally forming a consistency.
As an excellent ruler and politician, Kiriman could naturally understand the ideas of his brother.
So after refuting it, he was ready to stop paying attention to this matter.
Anyway, the content on this forum will not flow to the outside world, causing too much impact.
As for criticism and abuse, he has also experienced a lot over the years.
Even with the Primrose brothers, there are many quarrels due to different political views and ideas.
Especially with that guy Ryan.
However, when Kiriman calmed down and wanted to close the data board, a crisp reminder sounded.
He looked down and said, "Roman Prodigal" guy came online to reply and @ himself.
Roman Prodigal Son:
Whether optimized or not, the emergence of the Astartes Book is a complete mistake.
The collapse of the legion of the empire's loyalty due to excessive fear is undoubtedly a failure.
The empire should not doubt and fear loyal warriors, nor should humans be so timid.
What's more, the semi-finished Astartes' Sacred Book not only disintegrated the only remaining loyal legion of the empire, but also long-term limits the combat effectiveness of the imperial genetically modified warriors.
It's not waste paper at all but toilet paper.
Perhaps, that extreme primordial should reflect on it! (The symbol of "You are so naughty")
At the same time, the Roman prodigal son also pointed out some shortcomings of the Extreme Primarch, such as not being decisive enough, not being able to seize opportunities well, severe delays in fighter jets, etc.
Such direct and sharp criticism poked the lung tube of the Extreme Primarch again.
"What arrogance!"
Kiriman's emotions that had calmed down exploded and the redness became warm.
His fingers were extremely quick to poke the data board, and he wrote a large section of articles, analyzing and explaining the reasons for the extreme primordial doing so, as well as the subsequent force majeure accident.
In short, it is a paper that proves the importance of the Astartes's sacred text and the ultimate primordial reorganization of the legion.
Next to him, the attendant Felix dared not breathe. He realized that Lord Primrose had already been on the ground.
This is a rare situation.
In fact, Kiriman will only show such a loss of composure when he quarrels with Primros such as Ryan or Fugen.
But that Roman prodigal son was really aggressive.
After Kiriman was very serious and devoted his energy to writing this article, he carefully checked it before posting it to the comment section.
This is the best refutation of the remarks of the "Roman Prodigal Son" and no one can find fault.
However, as soon as this article was published, it was stomped on two.
The Roman prodigal son even replied in seconds: It’s too long to watch, it’s just a bunch of excuses (the mechanical goddess “practice more food” cute emoji).
"Damn..."
Kiriman looked at the other party's reply and almost breathed a sigh of relief.
He realized that the other party was not here to reason, and finally couldn't help but mock the other party on the forum.
Blue Giant:
Do you know what war is and what empire is?
At this time, a new anonymous user replied to Kiriman.
Eagle loves racing:
This brother calm down, I can prove that the poster understands the empire better than you.
It is already a fact that the Astartes's Holy Book has become toilet paper, so you don't have to be stubborn anymore.
Roman Prodigal Son:
That's right, I do understand war and empire better than @图红红, and no one can understand better than me.
? ? ?
Kiriman almost laughed when he saw the two guys' reply.
He could not imagine who in the current empire could be better at war than himself and understand the operation of the empire.
Even the Ron brothers are far inferior to themselves in this regard.
That brother is better at running the economy, building the planet and selecting talents.
Kiriman decided to end the dispute.
He shook his head and posted new content on the forum.
Blue Giant:
Your statements are not worth refuting at all. I am Robert Kiriman, the Lord of the Five Hundred Worlds of Ultramar and the Extreme Primarch.
Perhaps such facts can end the meaningless dispute between us.
Roman Prodigal Son:
So what? And... I am your father.
Blue Giant:
Bastard, I hope you have the brain to understand what rebellious words you said!
Eagle loves racing:
@Blue Giant (Three Thumbs)
Kiriman was completely angry by the guy and had a hearty verbal verbal war with the other party.
Blue Giant:
On the five hundred most backward agricultural planets in the world, the conclusions drawn by farmers with their toes are more strategic than you. They understand that manure cannot be poured on proge crops, but you try to speak out with your green-skinned brain.
Roman prodigal son: I am your father.
Blue Giant:
... (A large section of poisonous tongue-mouthed cannon) The eagle loves racing:
(Wipe cold sweat, thumb)
Roman prodigal son: I am your father!
Blue Giant:
With pictures (a corner of the armor of fate)
Ignorance and bastard!
If you still have a little courage, report your position immediately. Maybe we need to have a good talk!
Kiriman couldn't bear it anymore.
He clicked and reported the post, preparing to be the real high-level existence of the empire offline.
Let the other party know the consequences of humiliating a Primrose and the Emperor.
He had to beat that guy hard until he was unconscious, or put him in a cell and calm down.
Originally, Gilliman thought that after he showed his identity, the Roman prodigal son did not dare to reply, but unexpectedly, the other party really responded.
Roman prodigal son: I'm waiting for you in Comoros, and I hope you won't cry like a shit then.
Even the attendant Felix couldn't stand the arrogant remarks:
"Sir, do we want the Tribunal to intervene in handling this matter?"
Such abominable and rebellious statement must be taken quickly by the judge. The so-called "Roman prodigal son" will inevitably repent for his arrogance under the iron fist of the judge.
"Not needed for the time being."
Kiriman calmed down and shook his head, rejecting the attendant's advice.
This is just a dispute on an anonymous forum. This place is a place without taboos, and there are many high-level existences and scholars have anonymous debates.
The other party may not believe that he is the ultimate primordial, so he dares to be so arrogant.
If the court intervenes in this matter, the nature of the matter will change. Who dares to speak here in the future?
What's more, this debate is a private matter and must be resolved in a private way.
Kiriman smiled slightly, wondering what that guy would feel when he saw him, would he kneel down and beg for forgiveness? !
Buzz —
At this time, the communicator prompt sounded.
After seeing the channel displayed, he immediately smiled from the bottom of his heart and connected it.
That was a message from the Ron brothers.
"Old Ji, let me tell you good news."
Ron's virtual projection appears, looking excited:
"I have done this on Comoros Net, and you can drive champagne at any time. You can prepare for it now and participate in the victory celebration. It is also my coronation ceremony."
He contacted Kiriman in advance because he was worried that this guy would miss the celebration because of one or another.
This wave was almost two years ahead of schedule and there were network routes, so there should be no big problem.
"I knew you could win and the empire would usher in a new look,"
Kiriman also smiled and was delighted by this hard-won victory.
He believed that with the ability of the savior, he would inevitably be able to leverage the advantages of the Internet city and get the empire out of its current predicament.
This may be the greatest victory that mankind has ushered in over ten thousand years and is worthy of any kind of celebration.
Human beings also need to know what kind of victory the empire has achieved and what changes will take place.
He nodded and made a promise very seriously: "No matter what, I will arrive at the Victory Celebration on time and witness your crowning with my own eyes."
The Extreme Principle's expression was so serious, it was like going to a crucial battlefield.
There is no way, important matters over the years, especially the participation of the Ron brothers in war or ceremony.
He never arrived on time for many reasons.
This time I must not miss it.
Seeing that Lao Ji was so confident, Ron was even happier:
"I'll feel relieved with you. Remember to come here early. The emperor just told me that he wanted to see you!"
When Kiriman heard the word "Emperor", his face became unnatural.
He also knew about the Emperor's cloning plan before. Since the Ron brothers said so, the plan must have been successful.
The Extreme Primarch felt a little nervous when he thought of actually facing the emperor and his father.
What's more, he lost the Emperor's Sword. How should he face this matter then? !
"What's wrong?"
Ron asked curiously when he saw the other person's face change.
Kiriman tried hard to recover his expression and shook his head, "It's okay, I'll set out soon."
No matter what, he has to face this.
"That's good."
Before Ron finished the communication, he thought of something: "By the way, I might have to borrow the Emperor's Sword at the ceremony. Remember to apply more holy oil before coming.
See you at the ceremony then! ”
After saying that, the virtual projection of the Savior was over in a hurry, as if something urgent was happening.
The room also fell into silence.
Kiriman pinched his eyebrows and looked at each other with the attendant, becoming even more anxious.
He also thought of this problem. The Emperor's Sword needs to appear at the ceremony to show the handover of power. The problem is that it is now gone!
He looked at the attendant and said, "Have you searched for the Markulag's roster?"
Felix nodded: "Sir, according to relevant data records, no matter has left the arsenal and the Makulag Ray.
We searched all of them and sought help from digital prophets, but we found nothing.
Even the surrounding airspace was scanned. ”
The Emperor's Sword is attached with a strong psychic reaction. As long as it still exists in this area, it is impossible to find any trace. Even if it appears in the subspace, it will have a strong reaction.
But now, it is just missing.
"Then look for it again."
Kiriman said tiredly.
Suddenly, he raised his head and asked Felix: "You said, if we make a replacement, there should be no problem?"
The attendant remained silent.
He dared not participate in such a blasphemy topic, especially when it comes to the great emperor.
Half a month later, the search operation was fruitless.
Kiriman gave the order to set off as if he was rushing to the execution ground.
They have to go to the Comoros city, otherwise they may not be able to catch up with the victory celebration.
This extreme primordial stood in front of the porthole, looking at the vast starry sky from afar, feeling indescribable irritability in her heart.
The search team is also conducting a deeper search within the flagship.
He thought of something and took out the data board to send a message.
Blue Giant:
@Roman Prodigal Son, I have set out for Comoros. I hope you can be like a warrior at that time, instead of crying and kneeling down and begging for mercy like a coward!
Based on some data analysis.
Kiriman was able to confirm that the Roman prodigal son was a high-level warrior of the empire, so he could get such a high-level account.
So, he made an appointment with that guy.
There was a fire in his heart that was hard to vent. He wanted to have a fight between men with the bastard, hammering the other party's dog head.
Let him kneel down and beg for mercy.
He was looking forward to that moment.
...
Three months later.
Comoros Net Road City.
After the Redemption Horoscope Fleet has completely evacuated and quit the Internet city after cleaning and dealing with the related pollution.
After a beautiful meal of special flavors, they returned to the ranch star field to grab biomass and continued to strengthen the power of the incarnation of the savior Tyron, the Blade Wings.
Ron stood on the spire terrace of the former Supreme Overlord, overlooking the city.
Bang—
The dying sun in Comoros burst into flares, appearing brighter and emits a gentle ray of sunshine.
After researching the Mechanics of Ers, he believed that the sun still has potential.
They spent a huge amount of hydrogen cyclone torpedoes into it and reignited it.
This dark city has regained sunshine tens of thousands of years later.
Above the airspace.
Fleets after fleet arrived and gathered densely at the dock.
That was the engineering team of the Savior.
Ron stopped almost all the large-scale engineering projects and gathered the engineering team to Comoros, hoping to transform the city as quickly as possible.
It will be the most prosperous and magnificent city in the history of the human empire, and it will be the commerce and transportation hub of the empire and even the Milky Way.
The fate of mankind will be completely changed because of this online city.
Ron saw the engineering department giving the urban design drawings, which were so dreamy and unimaginable that it was enough to shock any visiting guest.
He looked at the engineering fleet that had entered the field one after another and couldn't help but sigh:
"We have finally gained some advantages. The state of vitality and competition among human beings is still in front of us..."
(This chapter ends)