Chapter 1898 Visitors from the Galactic Center
Eldergrim moved his thick buttocks and sat in a comfortable posture on a chair that did not fit his body shape. He smelled of perfume, which lingered on Curly beard and hair, wearing exquisite and loose clothes, seems to be to hide the stocky barrel figure, while casually tapping with stubby fingers on the polished and waxed tabletop that is bright enough to be used as a mirror, while staring at This is a pocket watch that is said to be accurate to microseconds from its 80th generation owner.
This delicate silver object can tell him the exact time of each region of the galaxy. It is decorated with seven smaller disks on the inside, representing the seven galactic regions divided according to the way of their race. The center of the Milky Way is the source of time and the gear in the core of the pocket watch.
To Eldgrim's annoyance, there was no abnormal change in the time displayed on the clock or in the speed of the hands.
He looked at the time divided into several pieces by the galactic divisions for a while, and finally realized a problem with an extremely serious mood——
The "distinguished guest" was indeed late.
This scene is close to murder for Eldgrim, because the motto of the Great Thorian Alliance is-time is money!
Eldergrim was not a businessman at the beginning. He had once hoped to become an engineer, and he also tried to actively learn new knowledge, but in the end he still failed to learn anything, which made him Reluctantly admitting that his tapestry of clones was indeed unsuitable for cosmic science, and cutting his losses rather than persist in a doomed expedition, was the secret that made him rich.
"I just said, these fanatical religious primitives are not worthy of trust at all."
A muttering voice came from his left, on the leather chair, a sturdy man His half-naked body was moving impatiently.
Even from the Hearthborn's point of view, the burly Graham has muscles that are as strong as rocks, and people can recognize that he is a warrior at a glance, even if he takes off the plasma battle ax leaning on the table and shaves Even if he removed the red mogansey hair crown that increased his height by 20 centimeters and put him in a heavy miner's uniform, he still couldn't hide his identity.
Various tattoos and metal interfaces are particularly eye-catching on his rough skin. A gray-white beard surrounds his square chin, and a piece of metal with a circuit is embedded in his forehead.
"There is nothing in their heads. They can only worship a corpse that has rotted for ten thousand years, and they cannot have a concept of time!"
While speaking, the strong furnace Yi also waved his arms, as if to demonstrate against some invisible entity.
Eldergrim pressed his palms upon seeing this.
"Graham the Rockbreaker, we are negotiating with the Empire's expeditionary force on behalf of the Alliance. This may involve many extremely large transactions. If it fails because of your rudeness, your clan may bear very serious consequences. Debt responsibility.”
When he heard about debt, the strong Hearthborn named Graham suddenly stopped.
Their clan's mine suffered a devastating blow due to a recent accident, and now owes a large debt to financial institutions. This is when his drinking buddy Eldgrim sent an invitation. The reason for the immediate response.
No matter how much he dislikes it, as long as the other party can afford to pay, his ax must work for him.
"Perhaps they look down on us at all. That commander is an Astartes. The arrogance of these transformation warriors is among the highest in the galaxy."
Another calm and steady voice came from the right side of Eldgrim. He was a warrior with a broad face and neat short hair. His short brown beard was neatly trimmed, and his sharp eyes were sunk deep under his slightly protruding forehead. , he wears azure armor, the armor style has a rounded muscle-highlighting effect, the additional armor layers and bolts are reminiscent of the Castellan robots used by the Adeptus Mechanicus.
In addition to the armor, he also wore a thick windbreaker. The windbreaker was also azure in color and had white protective fabric hidden in the lining, making him look like an adventurer.
“Can you be more arrogant than Ada?”
Eldergrim spread his hands. "Since Ondrei can even tolerate the Eldar, how about these reformed warriors? The last time you led the pioneering team to contact a group of primitive Eldar, it brought a large amount of trade."
"Technically speaking, I think the probability of reaching agreement is very low, less than 3%."
The speaker was a furnace descendant wearing gray overalls. He had pale hair and beard, and wrinkles on his face. Like a cracked rock, he wore some kind of optical device on his head and some small tools hanging on his work clothes. A micro motor hummed behind his waist to power the work aid hanging on his arm.
"Master Aliyev, not everything can be calculated, and the galaxy is always full of elusive ghosts called possibilities."
"I feel Uneasy, the sky is violent and chaotic here, and the evil gods are rampant. It is not suitable to stay for a long time.”
The strange chanting drew Eldgrim’s attention to the last person, which was a man with long white hair. , and an old Hearthborn with a white beard that is almost as long as his knees. He is wearing a brown robe woven with complicated symbols. He is leaning on a long metal stick engraved with the head of his ancestor, and all his hair is braided into a golden ring. He has neat braids, a pair of wise but stubborn eyes and a slightly bloated big nose on his weathered face. He is smoking a pipe in his mouth, creating a faint smoke in the reception room.
If you look carefully, you will find that the smoke changes into various animal patterns as it rises into the sky.
Facing the old man, Eldgrim showed visible respect and helplessness.
“Master Walker, crises and opportunities always coexist, not to mention that there are many more dangerous places in the galaxy than this. This is all good, and you took the initiative to follow me this time. It’s very embarrassing for me to say that now.”
Lao Luyi sighed after hearing this.
“The Supreme Heaven has been in chaos for countless years. The evil gods and evil creatures are becoming more and more prosperous, and a catastrophic disaster will eventually brew. I have been feeling uneasy recently, and I don’t know what the omen is.”
Suddenly, the door to the reception room opened, and a being who was considered huge to all the furnace descendants present walked in.
"Hey, does Astartes have this kind of physique?"
Graham stared at his copper bell-like eyes and watched the man walk in in disbelief. His hand subconsciously touched his ax - he felt an instinctive threat.
The one named Ondre also tightened his face. Although his hands did not move, his eyes became sharp.
Wearing work clothes, Aliyeu opened his mouth slightly and looked extremely surprised.
Walker, with his big white beard, was still smoking and looking intently.
While they were observing themselves, Soshyan was also looking at these -
Short people.
(End of this chapter)