Fu Qinghai used to be very envious of the coolness of magic.

The spiritual awakening brought by the brain of Mordoke provided Fu Qinghai with another opportunity to choose.

Choose whether or not to open the Psionic Path.

In the words of a white scar.

Choose whether or not to embark on the path to heaven.

But Fu Qinghai still refused.

As Master Quintor said, in the Warhammer 40K universe, psionic energy is not a blessing, it is often a curse.

For planetary governors, psionics are a destabilizing factor, for the Imperial army, psionics need to be tightly controlled, and for the Torch Court, psionics are a fuel.

Next to the psionics of the Imperial Guard, there is a political commissar standing at any time, ready to wait for the psionics to be unstable and jump his head with one shot to prevent the situation from escalating. As for the psionics among the Space Marines, the Nikaia Conference of that year required the major legions to disband the think tank.

For Fu Qinghai, psionic energy is more like a loophole, a loophole that gives subspace demons and monsters the opportunity to get into their own thinking realm.

So he would rather choose the Force than psionics.

The awakening of the Force has been completed a long time ago, and the brain of Mordor has advanced the Force, as for the specific stage, Fu Qinghai does not have a Jedi master to guide him, and he doesn't know what level he is, and no one will teach him the follow-up Force moves, so he can only grope for himself.

Fu Qinghai himself has a talent for the Force, but he has never been in an environment full of the Force, so he needs to taste the blood of Old Man Hu Xian to achieve the infection of the rules, and then complete the awakening of the Force.

Although the Force also has a dark side, but the dark side of the Force is not as exaggerated as the flesh mutation of psionic powers, and the Sith Lord Schiff Palpatine is still a kind, wise and amiable old man when he disguises himself as the Speaker.

And as far as Fu Qinghai knows, the dualism of light and dark of the Force has been overturned by the latest theoretical research, and to put it bluntly, it has been eaten by George Lucas, and now the popular theory is the unified Force theory and the Life Force theory, which believes that the Force has no specific attributes, but the people who use the Force have polluted it.

With all this in mind, Fu Qinghai followed the information provided to him by Master Kunto and walked on the way to the anchorage of the Ultramarines fleet.

The huge fleet of Ultramarines has returned to Terra some time ago, and the fleet is anchored in the Lions Gate spaceport, Fu Qinghai walked to another area of the spaceport, and the two Ultramarines who were responsible for supervising the scheduling of the fleet mooring, saw Fu Qinghai, took the initiative to greet him, and asked:

"Hello, Whitescar's warrior."

"Hello." 傅青海 says:

"I'm looking for the commander of the Eighth Company of the Blade of Honor, Seth Frajos, he's the captain of the cruiser Moon-class cruiser Sosaland, uh or Gurt can do it......"

Fu Qinghai gestured, and before he finished speaking, a surprised shout sounded in the distance:

"Aoyama!?"

Fu Qinghai turned his head to look.

It was none other than the old acquaintance Gurt.

Gurt, who was not wearing a helmet, strode forward, opened his arms to Fu Qinghai, and said with joy written on his face:

"You're still alive?"

Fu Qinghai's arms that were about to be raised immediately were stunned:

"I ......"

"Of course I'm alive!"

The two hugged each other heavily, and there was a hard crunch between the breastplate and the cuirass.

The two Ultramarines next to him were a little confused.

I don't know why this white-scarred Astarte has such a good relationship with the Ultramarine.

In the past, the Fifth Legion had almost no chance of large-scale operations with the Thirteenth Legion, and aside from the private communication between the soldiers, the best relationship with the White Scar should be the Black Angel on the sensory level of the Legion.

The two legions often fought side by side in the early days of the Great Expedition, and both legions shared a penchant for occultism and jet bikes.

is also playing mysticism, although Chiko has the same position as White Scar at the Nikaia Conference, but White Scar actually doesn't like Chiko's attitude towards the infinite abuse of psionic energy.

Even if it weren't for Magnus and Ariman at the meeting in Nikaia, they insisted on the full liberalization of psionic energy, instead of strictly regulating and prudent use as White Scar proposed, maybe the Legion Think Tank would not have been disbanded.

Fu Qinghai and Gurt exchanged pleasantries, and Gurt looked at Fu Qinghai's shoulder armor and sighed:

"In a blink of an eye, you're a company commander."

Fu Qinghai laughed:

"I just got promoted, and I don't have soldiers yet. By the way, Gurt, what about the equipment I left on the Saussalan at that time? ”

Gurt Road:

"Your personal cabin has been sealed, we have kept it for you, these things will be handed over to the Fifth Legion as the relics of the fallen soldiers, but we are too busy chasing those Alpha sea snake fragments, so we have never had a chance."

Fu Qinghai nodded.

If his equipment had been left behind until the 41K era, it would have to be more or less a warband holy relic-level treasured weapon.

"Take me there."

"Okay."

……

Fu Qinghai returned to the familiar Sosalan and returned to the personal cabin he was familiar with.

Gurt uncovered the mechanical seal on the hatch, and everything inside was intact, even the air seemed to be frozen on the day Fu Qinghai left the cabin and went to the lower deck to look for Chen Xue.

Gurt stood guard outside the door with interest, and Fu Qinghai walked in by himself.

Fu Qinghai came to the weapons room, he gently lifted the lid of the large iron box and looked at the contents inside.

Two yellow capsules from the movie Project Mega.

A ghost drawing scroll captured from the Naruto.

This is the earliest reincarnation equipment captured by Fu Qinghai, and he doesn't know what to use it for.

A deflagration assault gun.

This was brought from the weapons room of the Sosalan, and theoretically it should have been returned to others, and it was privately hidden by Fu Qinghai.

A long-handled obelisk hammer.

The relics of the tomb robbery in the space ship, the technological inertial hammer, the primary purpose of Fu Qinghai's return to the Sosalan is it!

Eleven pieces of phase iron.

Anti-psionic metal looted from a space wreck, used by the Inquisition to create handcuffs and shackles to imprison psionics in the 41K era.

Finally, lie quietly at the bottom of the box.

A self-modified communication headset.

At that time, Fu Qinghai used this to brag and fart with Chen Xue Lianmai to have an affair, and Fu Qinghai's eyes stayed on this gadget for a long time.

Fu Qinghai gently closed the lid, lifted the box, walked out of the hatch, and said to Gurt:

"What about the two troublemakers, I remember that one of them was a former Imperial Narrator, what did they do with it?"

Fu Qinghai asked knowingly.

Gurt gritted his teeth with a look of regret:

"They disappeared, they didn't know what witchcraft secret magic was used, and they disappeared from the anti-psychic prison."

Fu Qinghai asked:

"She has a personal cabin on the lower deck, how is it handled?"

Gurt replied:

"It's also sealed, waiting for the Legion Think Tank or the Sisters of Silence to come and investigate."

Fu Qinghai immediately said:

"Take me to see it."

"Uh......"

Gurt hesitated.

Fu Qinghai used the old method again, put his arm around Gurt's shoulders, and said:

"Dude, what's our relationship? An old comrade-in-arms who was born and died. ”

"But ......"

"I'm the direct victim of this psionic riot, can't I go to the scene of the crime and take a look?"

"Okay......"

Gurt had no choice but to lead Fu Qinghai to the lower deck.

Also removing the mechanical seal, Fu Qinghai walked into this personal cabin.

There was also a faint fragrance wafting in the air, it was a mixture of Chen Xue's cosmetics and body fragrance, Fu Qinghai put on his helmet and directly opened the active and passive perspective, his eyes swept over a pile of clothes, jewelry, and personal items one by one.

Suddenly, Fu Qinghai's eyes narrowed, and his gaze focused on a certain place on the table.

Fu Qinghai walked over, reached out and pulled away the earrings and necklace pendants on the jewelry shelf, picked up a few delicate court-style translucent gauze panties and triangular bras and threw them aside, and a circle of undetectable dark checkered patterns appeared on the table.

Fu Qing raised the tile steel sword on the side of his thigh and cut the table directly open.

A round crystal ball was revealed.

A translucent grey crystal ball the size of a baby's head rests on an emerald base carved into the shape of a tangled vine.

Fu Qinghai's breathing was slightly short.

Palantil spar.

A crystal of true knowledge from Middle-earth.

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