Warhammer 40,000: Mortal Gods

After communicating with the newly joined star gods, Qin Mo asked the gods to wait in the celestial engine, while he went to the flagship of the Glory Humanity.

After penetrating the hull and entering the bridge, the Tyrone Navy men saluted first, and then Adam and Gray, two old friends, greeted them.

Qin Mo saw a hundred simulated Ryans gathered around Ryan and asked in surprise: "A hundred simulated Ryans actually appeared. Didn't you start a fight?"

When Gray wanted to answer, Ryan spoke first: "We are somewhat prejudiced against each other. I'm not that extreme. How can I fight with myself?"

"It's true that there wasn't a fight, but it was almost," Adam said.

Ryan glanced at Adam and mentioned more important things: "Next, can we have the help of the Star God like we did in the Golden Crusade?"

"Yes." Qin Mo nodded, "I will help those star gods become as complete as possible. They are now more powerful and filled with hatred for those skeletons. They will be happy to help."

Qin Mo turned around and glanced at the wreckage of the undead ship floating outside the porthole, and then said: "Those metal skeletons can be resurrected, but their ships cannot be reborn, and they still need to be remade. This situation was caused by internal conflicts among the dynasties. The decisive battle will give us some advantages.”

Ryan smiled and geared up.

"Where's Roboute?" Qin Mo asked Ryan, "I saw the Ultramarines fleet arriving on the way here, but I didn't see Roboute staying in the Macragge's Glory."

Listening to Qin Mo asking about Guilliman, Ryan's expression gradually became darker, and he frowned and said: "Roboute has a lot of things to deal with now. I thought he could handle everything as long as he was at the rear, but obviously not, the front line There was a problem with the logistics supply in the war zone, and some of the Supreme Ministers actually started making peace with the Metal Skeletons when Roboute was in Ultramar."

"Sovereign Lord?" Qin Mo pretended to be surprised.

He was the one who helped Guilliman execute the high ministers in the High Lords Council Hall, but it was still difficult for others to know about this, so Qin Mo left Terra immediately after doing that.

"Heh." Ryan said in a deep voice, "These people are really good at calculating. When they caused logistics problems, I actually thought they were excusable. They are just as short-sighted and stupid as ever."

"What you are good at is war, not rule." Qin Mo comforted Ryan, "As for Roboute, you can't blame him too much. You Primarchs have become idols of religious worship after you disappeared. Countless people regard you and the Emperor as Act in the name of the emperor, and when you statues of gods come alive, your self-awareness becomes a thorn in the side of some people. It is impossible that no one will object to your management and rule. At least in terms of logistics, Tai Lung has taken care of it. After this crisis, the situation is not too serious.”

Hearing this, Ryan nodded.

Qin Mo also nodded, turned and left the bridge.

…

In the private lounge on the flagship, Qin Mo talked face to face with Guilliman's projection.

The two met again during this period, but they didn't have much time to chat on Terra.

Guilliman was not as depressed now as before.

Qin Mo told Guilliman what he learned from the World Shaper. The focus was on the negative emotions generated by human soldiers in war casualties that weakened the reality membrane and curtain.

After hearing this, Guilliman thought for a moment and asked only one question: "Does the Star God think that the resonance of this emotion will explode another warp rift?"

"How is it possible?" Qin Mo shook his head, "If such a small amount of emotional resonance would explode, then the real universe would be gone long ago. But whether it is the negative emotions caused by the war or the harsh living environment, these emotions Both will weaken the veil and the reality membrane in the very long term.”

"There is no way." Guilliman sighed, "We humans cannot just sit there and let the space skeletons slaughter us, unless there is a war that can end all wars, but this is obviously impossible. If it is us in this war Victory will not mean the disappearance of those space skeletons. They are still a powerful ancient race, just like they lost the first war in heaven and then started planning the second war in heaven.”

"I think so too, but I think we can reduce the occurrence of negative emotions as much as possible." Qin Mo said and flicked his fingers.

Guilliman on Terra received a document.

It was a contract to purchase military health insurance.

On this contract, the minister of the military command department of the Tyrone Star District signed it, and now there is still one place that needs to be signed.

"What is this?" Guilliman asked curiously.

"Military medical insurance." Qin Mo replied, "The Taillon Army's medical force will provide battlefield rescue services to the empire's allies, but as we all know, the medical insurance of the Astra Militarum is generally better than nothing, especially now after a large-scale military expansion, we are adding medical insurance Medical services can also be purchased outside the military.”

Guilliman froze for a moment, his brain allowing him to figure out the logic in less than a second, but the shock that medical services could be purchased still lingered in his mind.

He lowered his head and read the contract and accompanying documents carefully.

A Tyrone company called Timely Rescue is a major provider of military medical services.

Timely Rescue is a company jointly established by a number of large companies.

The first is a company called "Tailong Track" whose main business is the construction of civilian rail facilities and the contracting of military rail facilities projects.

This company evolved from the first private factory in the disappeared "New Cato" city of Tyrone One. They were proud of the fact that they had supplied the first batch of Tyrone people with daily necessities. Active and got the honor of being named after the word Tyrone.

The second company is a company called "Yiwen Bio". This company is located in Yiwen, an important agricultural galaxy in Tyrone. This company is mainly engaged in the production of raw materials for drugs.

The third company is called "Standard Industries", a worker-owned company. All worlds in a galaxy are part of one company. The traditions and culture of the people in the galaxy are based on industrial production enterprises.

The company in Volume 4 is called "Beisu Prosthetic Body". As the name suggests, it is a company that produces prosthetic bodies.

These four companies jointly formed the Prompt Relief Company. This company used to provide civilian medical care services to ordinary people, but after the war began, they began to sell military medical care services.

This information is not very important. What is really important is that Lord Tyron has purchased military medical care services for every Astra Militarum soldier in a private name.

This is an astronomical amount of money.

Anyone who looks at this contract will understand that the Lord of Tyron's words of minimizing mortal casualties were more than mere words of comfort.