Chapter 1868 The whereabouts of the short man
"Dresser"
Hearing Velez mention this, Soshyan was stunned for a moment, and then nodded, although Veronica hardly needed it Purposely applying makeup, psychic powers can achieve the results of the best makeup artists, but he does have a spare dresser in the house that Veronica installed herself.
As for whether this will reveal anything, judging from Velez's attitude today, she should already know almost everything, and there is nothing to hide.
"Do you mind if I use it for a while?"
"It's okay, but it's a bit unexpected. I thought it was a nun."
Velez raised his eyebrows.
"Do you think the nuns will be unkempt every day? Even before battle, we will maintain the most perfect appearance to welcome the fate given to us by the Emperor, not to mention that scars are a kind of daily non-combat Glory, but it doesn't mean it has to be ugly."
Soshyan smiled awkwardly. He didn't expect that his casual words would cause such a big reaction from Velez.
As expected, he still couldn’t understand the thinking of these women.
"Just wait a moment."
Veletz then walked to the direction Soshyan pointed, and after pressing a hidden button, a small dressing table protruded from the wall, and Velez sat On the stool, pick up a comb and start combing your hair.
Suddenly, Velez said something.
“Does she stay in the same room with you every day?”
After looking at the data tablet, Soshyan thought for a moment and replied:
"While working."
"I said, while resting."
"I don't have that much time to rest."
"I understand."< br>
After that, Velez didn’t speak any more, just doing things by himself.
An hour later
"Soshiyan?"
"Huh?"
Soshiyan, who was leaning on his chair and looking at the data pad a little drowsily, heard Velez's voice immediately startled him, and then he turned around and found that the other party had his hands behind his back, bent slightly, and looked at him with a smile.
"Sorry to keep you waiting."
"Oh, it's okay, it's okay"
Soshiyang blinked. For some reason, he felt that Velez had not changed much.
What has she been doing this hour?
But he was smart enough not to say it.
"Soshiyang, I am going to retrieve the data from the third dispatch center and check the staff rotation data of the second planning station this week. Do you have any meetings that need to be arranged?"
After returning to the office, Velez quickly got into working mode, with the two data tablets working at the same time.
“Well, five hours later I have a meeting with the person in charge of the Angstrom Skitarii. The location is arranged in the main conference room three of the Eternal Loyalty. Eight hours later I I also need to take time to meet with representatives of the shipping ships stranded in the galaxy."
As he said that, Soshyan picked up the data pad, glanced at it, and then handed it to Velez.
". In addition, the galaxy is now in a state of blockade. Although there are no problems with supplies for the time being, we still need to be prepared. The daily rations for all non-combatants have been changed from normal to wartime."
“Okay, I’ll make arrangements right away.”
"In addition, please contact the battle damage statistics center in Angstrom, mainly to transfer the data of those mid-level and low-level command priests and military priests who have outstanding battles to my command center."
"Okay. By the way, I found something interesting recently." As he said that, Velez picked up a white round cake-shaped thing from the shelf nearby, and Soshyan was stunned when he saw it.
“What is this?”
“The last batch of merchant ships brought it from outside. What does it seem to be called. Compressed towel?”
Velez found a cup and put it in it, added some water, and when she took it out, it had literally turned into a towel.
Soshyan blinked.
“Then what?”
“It looks very ordinary, but some sisters accidentally discovered that it has strong filtration and sterilization effects, and can even eliminate some subspace pollution. , just a little water can turn it into a very useful medical bandage."
Soshiyang stared, then took it in his hand, looked at it carefully, and smelled it again.
"It looks very ordinary. Why does it have this effect?"
"I don't know. The merchant couldn't tell the origin. He just said that he bought it from a retailer, and the goods from that retailer were also It came from other places, but I don’t think this is human technology. Soshyan, have you heard of the short people, a non-human race that is said to be active near the center of the galaxy.”
Soshyan. Yang thought for a while, and then only found some fragmentary information.
"I have an impression, but it seems that they don't have many activity records, what do you mean?"
"After testing, this thing does not have any psychic components, but it contains some unique Nanomaterials, I suspect this may be a technological product of short people. It is rumored that short people often appear in the maelstrom.”
Soshiyang looked at the towel in his hand, pondered for a moment, and then said:
"If this thing is as effective as you said, it can indeed save the lives of many soldiers. But is there any problem with their technology? The point is. Will it cause criticism or religious issues, especially from the Mechanicus?"
"I can't say that. The Sisters have almost no records of contact or combat with short people, but I have heard of some. There are rumors that the Forge World has business dealings with the short people. At least as far as we know, the technology of the short people should not be mixed with psychic energy, so there is not a very big gap with human products. You may be able to ask some questions about the Mechanicus. Professionals."
"Well, I will talk to the sages of Angstrom at the meeting. They should have some contact with the short people in the Maelstrom, and even try to contact them through them. The short-term group got on the line."
Veletz looked at Soshyan, blinked with a smile, and suddenly said with rare ridicule:
"I'm quite surprised. I thought that as an Astartes, your first reaction after learning about the Short Men was to destroy and expel them, but I didn't expect that your plan was to contact them."
"Uh. In order to win, sometimes we have to be more pragmatic. Hongshang also arranges people to trace the source. If it is really a short man, even if it is an alien, as long as it is beneficial to the empire, it is okay to cooperate temporarily. If it is a businessman, it is nothing more than money. It’s just something.”
Halfway through, Soshyan looked at Velez and suddenly remembered the identity of the other nun.
The Sisters are known to hate xenos.
Finding Soshyan looking at him, Velez smiled and stopped what he was doing.
"Like you said, pragmatism. If it can save my sisters from getting hurt, I won't be so pedantic. And whether the short man is considered an alien or a demi-human, at least for now, the empire has no public opinion, even if the Astral Knights often appear strange I didn’t say anything about the strange faces, such as the weird company commander who likes to use a chain saw and a halberd and always makes a weird laugh, so you don’t have to worry.”
It turns out that Velez has been paying attention to the war. Soshiyang thought that the other party didn't know about the group's situation before, but when he realized that he seemed a little arrogant, his expression suddenly became awkward.
Veletz reached out and held the back of his hand.
"I wholeheartedly believe that you must be loyal, and all means are only for the most noble goal. You are His messenger, and He is watching you."
He——
Thinking of the bewitcher's mask that looked like a smile but not a smile, Soshiyang's expression became even more awkward. He could only squeeze out an insincere smile and nodded.
“Ah, that’s such an honor.”
(End of this chapter)