Warhammer 40,000: Mortal Gods

"You're hopeless. Goodbye." Adam stood up suddenly.

Grote looked at Adam blankly, wondering why this guy had said he wanted to help him before, but now he suddenly turned against him.

"If it's an emotional problem, I can help you learn how to restrain it, but if it's a genetic problem, there's really nothing you can do."

"I'm not sure there's something wrong with your genes. It's not a definite conclusion, but unless you and I can come up with a better conclusion."

Adam made it clear what he was thinking and then immediately turned around and left.

What a rescue plan for the Praetorian Guards, what Groot, screw it.

Adam felt from the bottom of his heart that as a mortal, his insight was too weak and he could not see the real reasons behind some decisions. Otherwise, he would not have come to Grote to look for trouble, and even thought of helping a hopeless person. The Praetorian gets out of trouble.

Grote suddenly felt like he had been dumped. He stood up and looked at Adam who was getting farther and farther away. Instead of scolding him, he blessed him: "I hope you can successfully pass the crew training and then drive the battleship."

Adam said nothing and left without looking back.

"You son of a bitch." Grote cursed in a low voice, turned around and left.

…

For the next period of time, Grote's life continued as usual.

During the day, I went to the factory to see and repair the logistics machinery, and listened to the workers talking about the latest war developments.

After get off work in the evening, I bought some synthetic ingredients and went to my sister Maya's residence, and then the two siblings had dinner together.

Until one night, Grote bought synthetic ingredients again and went to Maya. After preparing the meal, Maya suddenly looked at him and asked a question.

"Why are you becoming more and more confused?"

"Ah?" Grote put down his spoon and raised his head blankly.

"What does today's meal taste like?" Maya asked.

Grote shook his head blankly. He couldn't taste anything.

Synthetic food looks like vegetables or meat, but it is actually just a combination of various edible materials. It is more delicious than the food provided by the logistics machinery for free, that's all.

The brother's confusion further confirmed Maya's judgment that he was indeed getting more and more confused.

So Maya turned to some interesting topics: "How far is the war going?"

"The fighting is still going on in the sewer area of ​​the upper nest. Some troops are heading to the top of the hive. The artillery bombed the entire top area first. It is estimated that the fighting is almost over." Grote expressed the news he heard during the day with an expressionless face.

"So, the title of Legion Commander will soon be changed to Governor? Starting from a soldier, step by step to now, it is really a legend." Maya said.

Grote smiled and nodded: "Of course."

As one of the original survivors of the 44th Regiment, Grote knew that Qin Mo was not even a soldier but a prisoner. The whole war had little to do with him. With his ability, it was easy to leave the nest.

But he still stayed to rescue everywhere, integrate defense lines, and organize counterattacks... This hive world was originally one of the trophies he deserved.

Maya saw that her brother liked to discuss things about the military...the governor, so she continued: "I heard that the governor decided to build many cities in Xiachao, and the construction of those machines has already begun."

"When did it happen?" Grote was surprised.

Building a city in the lower nest is not easier than building a city in the lower nest. It is almost as crowded as people, which means that the logistics machinery not only needs to build, but also needs to dismantle the various buildings that were originally stacked up layer by layer.

"I thought you had heard about it." Maya then took out the announcement.

Grote read the announcement while eating and found that what Maya said was true. Construction on the lower nest had indeed begun, and people in the construction area were temporarily placed in New Cato.

After reading the announcement, Grote realized that Qin Mo probably did not focus entirely on the war during this period. He also made many plans, and building a city was only part of it.

The announcement even contained a description of another planet in the Tyrone galaxy.

Faith in the so-called Lord of Wisdom had replaced faith in the Emperor aboard Tyrone II, and the industrial world was clearly in rebellion. In order to eliminate these rebels, there will be a cross-planetary war in the future.

Although this war plan has just been announced, everyone in the entire hive has already expected it. The situation on Tairon 2 is not a secret, because the First Army has been fighting against the army from Tairon 2 so far. .

Grote was still more concerned about the war. He put down the announcement and said: "The war in the entire galaxy will soon be over."

"I also think Tyrone 2 can't withstand our counterattack." Maya nodded, "Everything is getting better."

Grote did not continue speaking, looking down at the rice bowl. He also thinks everything is getting better, no doubt about it, except for himself.

At this time, Grote's mind kept echoing what Adam said some time ago. He believed that no matter what Adam said was right or not, he would very likely become a madman like his brother.

Grote thought again that his sister had just said that he was getting more and more confused, and he thought it was true.

Everyone in this city will receive tests from the logistics machinery at intervals, most of which are tests and assessments on mental status.

Grote knew from the logistics machine that his mental state was getting worse and worse. If he continued like this, it would be a matter of time before he turned into a madman. In the future, he would definitely one day shout something like his brother for the brave champion or something else. Then he started killing everyone in front of him.

After thinking about this, Grote thought that if his final fate was to become a madman and be dealt with by the guards, then he might as well die in the war, so that at least his ashes could be put into the orbital dock.

"I want to go back to the military."

Maya suddenly heard her brother say this, and she was very surprised: "But... you are no longer a guard."

"Of course I am not. I will ask the governor to let me join the regular army and just be an ordinary infantryman." Grote said.

"Then what if you die in the war?" Maya was very serious and angry.

"Less than twenty people from the 44th Regiment are dead, and there are still 13 people who are buried in the passage or something. I have survived. How could I die on the Tailong 2?" Grote laughed.

Maya wanted to say something more, but Groat had already stood up and left.

After returning to his residence, Grote immediately wrote a letter requesting to participate in the war as a soldier, and prepared to ask Gray to deliver it to him the next time he met.