Wright leaned against the pillar next to the governor's palace and tugged at his white coat, although Wright himself knew that no one from the Federation wore such clothes anymore, but Wright still wanted to remember the memory of his ancestors. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

At least for as long as I can remember, this style of clothing was a symbol of saving lives and helping the wounded, and it was the person Wright always wanted to be.

Of course, this has nothing to do with the current situation at all.

Wright himself knew very well that going to the nest alone was almost no different from sending him to death, and maybe even worse, but what the beautiful girl governor said to himself yesterday made Wright have to take it to heart.

Although the Governor didn't seem to be very worried, Wright always sensed that something was wrong.

"There seems to be some strange rumor coming out of the nest, as if there is a new plague or something...... Can you please take a look? ”

That's what the Governor's Lady said at the time, and Wright was pretty sure that the person the Governor was really looking for was definitely not himself, and that the plague, although not fake, was most likely not something that Governor Olivia really cared about.

But Wright himself sensed something was wrong.

Strange Plague ......

Wright shuddered, when it comes to the plague, what could be the first thing that comes to mind in the Warhammer universe?

Father is kind and filial to his son, and his father's love is like a mountain.

"Damn! I hope it's just my imagination. Wright couldn't turn a blind eye to it, and his curiosity drove him to death. This is her chance to confirm something.

So, she had to go.

And the problem now is that the person she is waiting for is too slow.

Wright raised his hand, air circulated on his hand, Wright silently gestured, the fluid formula flashed in his mind, and the air in his hand changed unpredictably.

"If I were you, I wouldn't be running Eva Psionic here...... The Imperials can't tell the difference between our psionic abilities and their subspace mutations. ”

An indifferent low voice reminded him, and then, Burke appeared in front of Wright pushing his hoverbike: "Impatient to wait?" ”

"It is not a gentleman's virtue to make a lady wait." Wright stopped the reorganization and composition of the intangible matter on the hand: "So, let's sit in this past?" ”

Wright looked around the hovercraft twice: "GM Enterprise 465 hoverbike? Wrong...... It seems that there are traces of transformation, and yes, after all, the 465 is already an old model of motorcycle. ”

"I don't have time to explain, get in the car, I've loaded the map into the database, let's go directly to the legal department." Burke dissatisfiedly patted the manned seat he had temporarily installed on the side of the motorcycle yesterday: "Or do you want to waste precious time?" ”

"Okay, okay, I'm talking too much." Wright sat down in the manned seat: "Then let's go, Mr. Burke, if the Imperial bureaucracy is faster, we will be able to get to the nest later today." ”

On the way, in addition to constantly checking his belongings, Wright was basically constantly checking for some information.

Burke didn't speak, just drove the hoverbike on the road without expression.

Finally, Wright exited the personal terminal and looked at the detective next to him, bit his teeth, and opened his mouth to ask questions.

"Mr. Burke, if you don't mind, may I ask you a few questions?"

"Wait a minute." Burke said this, then clicked a few times on the motorcycle screen, and then released the grip: "Okay, now that he's on autopilot, say whatever you want to ask, miss, I'll try to answer...... Although I don't guarantee it. ”

"So...... Do you have other things to do besides protecting me, such as, what are you looking for, or someone? ”

"Oh? Why do you think so? Burke was a little impressed by this girl, although he knew that she was the daughter of an old man, and she was still a top student, but she had this level of sensitivity, which was not simple.

"Because, if it's to protect me, then you won't let me leave the upper nest anyway. Unless you have some other task that forces you to go to the nest, and I happen to make a similar request, that's why you're so happy, right? ”

"To some extent, yes."

"You're so greedy, Mr. Burke." The girl sighed: "Two jobs at the same time, can you handle it?" ”

"That's my problem, look at you, you're not a person who likes to joke with your life...... So why are you here? For young people like you with great promises, there's no reason to run to this dark and boundless galaxy, right? ”

"That's my personal reason, and I can't reveal it."

"I guess...... Retro feelings, messianic plots, humanitarianism, for people like you who are young and smart, these are nothing more than these motives. That's great, I wish I could do whatever I wanted...... But you're sure, this place. Burke's face put a mocking look on his face: "Not only this nest capital, this empire, and even this galaxy, do you really need us?" In my opinion, if these people can survive in such an environment like livestock, with boundless oppression, war and disaster, wouldn't it be better to let them fend for themselves? ”

"Although what you said is not my motive, but what you said later, no matter how you say it, is too much!" Wright said with a straight face: "Mutual support, community forge ahead, isn't it precisely with this belief that the Federation can move forward step by step?" If we ignore these comrades, what difference is we from Taryn? ”

"So, have you thought about what to do with these worlds, and empires? In this nest world alone, there are hundreds of billions of people...... Girl, idealism doesn't solve anything. ”

"But insensitivity can't!"

The conversation reached an impasse, and it seemed that Wright and Burke wanted to talk for the time being, until the legal department building appeared in the distance, and Burke spoke again: "Anyway, when you get to the next nest, do you know where to go?" ”

"I have a list, which Mr. Bull gave me."

"That's good."

Burke didn't say anything more, but silently sent a signal to the terminal.

"I'm going to your place, zls, do you have any way to help?" So says the layers of encrypted signals.

"Of course." Almost instantly, the reply was heard, and Burke glanced at the terminal and nodded.

If Burke has learned anything from his long life, it's that preparation, doing two or three sets is not enough.

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If there really is such a thing as a time travel, and it is in such a dark age, then for a modern person who is at least ideologically modern, at least deep down, there will be the same desire to change that world as Wright. The reason is just like Wright said, just because we have lived in "heaven" and seen the truly beautiful world, I don't think anyone will get used to the darkness of Warhammer world, so they will definitely try to change, although the power of one person often can't do anything. But this is actually the core of the power that belongs to the Federation in this article. It's abrupt and eye-catching, but I love this kernel.

A savage, dark, decaying, huge and bloated human empire that can still be maintained under all sides, the decline of civilization and order, the galaxy of darkness and chaos raging, the dark fate of hundreds of millions of human beings, the once godlike emperor sitting on the golden throne like corpses, the unwavering believers resisting but unable to escape the fall, the invincible chaos evil gods regard countless souls as playthings, and the gradual devastation of the Tyranid swarm is like a death knell.

This sense of crisis, this obscurity, is not only the essence of Warhammer 40k, but dialectical, but also his regret, which makes people extremely sad and worried. Tragedy is the destruction of beautiful things for people to see, but in Warhammer, beautiful things almost don't exist.

Then wake her up!

Let the torch of the galaxy shine again in the stars, and let the flower of civilization bloom in the heart again.

All of these things will usher in revival and redemption at the end of the forty-first year.