Chapter 1728 Bad Check
However, Soshyan no longer planned to end the matter personally, so he handed over the matter to the Ministry of Internal Affairs.
At first he didn’t have much confidence, but the Ministry of Internal Affairs did have talented people, and he quickly put together a special war plan, which promised the nobles three privileges in the newly conquered areas - 100 years Tax-free development rights, 300-year low-tax development rights and permanent dominion rights, with different levels of "donations" to be paid according to the area and resource type.
According to feedback from the Ministry of Internal Affairs, the nobles are quite enthusiastic about this. Although many of the places occupied by the Red Pirates have become barren land, the Maelstrom itself as a trade node does not rely very much on land and population. Eat, especially the Badab sector. As the center of the maelstrom, even an asteroid has huge economic value, so this project has been warmly welcomed. The "donations" collected so far have exceeded expectations, of course. All this also stems from their belief in the inevitable victory of the empire. After all, this is currently just a blank check.
Of course, the Ministry of Internal Affairs actually caused a lot of trouble for Soshyan, because as the supreme lord commander of the expeditionary force, although he had great power, he had no control over the post-war territory. There is no clear division of responsibilities in terms of ownership. Generally speaking, Terra takes the lead in appointing the planet governor and hive ruler. However, there are some exceptions in history. In short, this matter is a confusing matter when studied carefully, and this In the end, Soshyan had to settle this confusing account with the headquarters of the Ministry of Internal Affairs of Hetera. They just came up with an "idea" here.
But for Soshyan now, victory is everything, and as for things after the war, he can't care so much.
With the solution in hand, Soshyan naturally praised the imperial department, and then asked them to quickly classify and organize the collected materials into the expeditionary force's logistics warehouse - based on his respect for the imperial bureaucrats Understand that these things will "disappear" a lot if they stay in their hands for one more day.
After dealing with a lot of things, Soshyan finally had a short rest.
While he was sitting in his personal office with his eyes closed and meditating, he suddenly heard the sound of the door opening, and then opened his eyes.
He raised his head and saw Veronica walking in, her delicate white jade hands holding a steaming teacup, a plate of fresh fruit, bread, cheese and silverware of cold cuts. At this time, she was wearing a light cyan close-fitting top with slightly exposed shoulders. She was also wearing a gauze-like white blouse. The lower body was a green smoked gauze skirt, and her waist was tied with a soft gold belt to form a small With a bow tied on her temples and a branch-like hairpin inserted diagonally behind her head, coupled with her slender and elegant figure and beautiful and exquisite face, the whole person seems to be in smoke and mist.
As soon as the other party came in, Suoshiyang felt like a breeze blowing on his face.
"What's the matter? You're looking sad again. Since the beginning of this expedition, I don't think you've been in a good mood a day."
Veronica walked to Soshyan with a light gait. Next to him, he put down the tray, put his palm on his forehead, and said softly:
"Look at him, he's wrinkled like an old man."
"Oh, after all, we are at war, on the front line. How can you be in a good mood when people die every day?”
Soshiyang picked up the tea cup and took a sip. He felt warmth flow into his stomach. After taking a long breath, his body relaxed a little.
Then he asked casually:
“I haven’t seen you wearing this outfit?”
Veronica smiled charmingly when she heard this, and then turned around. One lap.
“Does it look good?”
"Well"
"It was from Miss Silu Clermont."
Sosh raised his eyebrows and put down the tea cup.
"Her? Why?" "How do I know? Probably. To please me? She has sent me a lot of gifts these days."
"Oh, each of these businessmen is smarter than the last. Don't accept anything that is too valuable. The handler is short-handed. If she makes any request in the future, how should you refuse?"
"I know~ said Get up, the subspace flow of the maelstrom has been abnormal recently.”
Hearing Veronica’s words, Soshyan turned his head. He was almost suffering from the lack of a psychic consultant because of Kayon’s departure. They all forgot that their wives should not be underestimated in the field of psychic abilities.
“What is the situation?”
“It’s hard to say, the tides in the supreme sky often contain many possibilities. It may be a fluctuation in the realm of chaos, or it may be someone doing something. A large-scale ceremony, considering that it is a war, we need to pay attention to the possibility that the Red Corsairs may summon demons on a large scale, or they may try to set off a warp storm, causing trouble for the logistics and support of the expeditionary force.”
"Madam, do you have any suggestions?"
Veronica shook her head.
“The Supreme Heaven is really difficult to fathom. Merely sensing it is not easy. If you want to interfere, you often need to gather a prophet from the Ark. It is possible, and you have to rely on the power of the crystal dome of the Ark. The best way now is to let the inquisitors check to see if the red pirates are causing trouble. After all, large-scale subspace rituals are often difficult to cover up."
"Okay"
<. br>Speaking, Soshyan activated the data pad on the table, then contacted Marcus, who was still in orbit, and explained the situation to him, hoping that the other party would use the power of the Tribunal to investigate as soon as possible to understand whether the Red Pirates were preparing to attack. The subspace is causing trouble. If so, we have to find ways to interfere and destroy it.
"Okay, no matter how busy you are, don't be busy at this moment."
Seeing Soshyan checking out the latest information again, Veronica reached out and turned off the data pad directly.
“You haven’t eaten for two or three days. It’s okay to be late for an hour or two.”
“Well, if it weren’t for Lysander Marcus and the others, my affairs would still be in trouble. More.”
After picking up the food and taking a few bites, Soshiyang made a rare complaint in front of his lover.
"The same goes for those theater commanders. Less than a month after the war started, they reached out to me one after another asking for people, equipment, and supplies. I know that the troops given to them are very tight, but they can't be squandered so quickly. , If things go on like this, the planned number of 1.2 billion soldiers to be recruited is far from enough. After all, how useful can those new recruits who have only been trained for three months be? Now there is no support from Terra. In this place like the Maelstrom, we don’t have so much manpower and resources to waste. Why doesn’t everyone understand this?”
“Don’t mention it. Recently, just to deal with trivial reports from the front lines, we have to deal with those civilians. The personnel and servitors were exhausted and smoking. I also discovered this problem. Most Astartes have been accustomed to pure war thinking due to the Holy Code. The way of thinking about problems is too simple. For things other than battle, I don’t have many worries. Is it really appropriate to appoint them as commanders of a war zone and manage tens or even hundreds of millions of Astra Militarum troops?”
(End of Chapter)