It's hard to say what kind of attitude the Starballers have in their aid to the Empire, they really don't know much about this being, and humanity is always wary of what they don't know.

Combined with the news he had received from Bernartita that the Bulleters wanted to be legally conscripted throughout the Far Eastern Frontier, Mirak even suspected in his mind that the Bulletists might have intended to take the Confessional Fire Warband under their control from the beginning. It's just that there is no evidence, not even far-fetched.

He had also thought about forcibly bypassing the rules and selecting recruits not from Falla but from the fleet's "Children of the Void", but that would be too obvious and would likely incur the displeasure of the Bulleters, his attitude was crucial, and there were now many factions within the Empire that were close to the Bulletins.

There are people in the upper echelons of the Anglican who privately believe that the Stargazer may be an incarnation of the Emperor, or a missing Divine Primordial...... This can be regarded as the traditional art of this group of gods.

At the time when the Emperor first sat on the Golden Throne, the state religion had not yet become the official religion of the Empire, and the name was still called the "Salvation Emperor Temple". During the period of rapid expansion of the Mangalactic Missionary Madness, the priests were accustomed to forcibly interpreting the indigenous gods believed in by the natives of many imperial worlds as one of the incarnations of a certain form of the emperor, and used both false theory and physics to force the local residents to believe in the emperor.

Now they're doing the same with the Bulleter and the nanodragons he summons.

Many in the Order of Mechanics are fascinated by the seemingly endless array of advanced technology in him, and they can go to great lengths for knowledge and technology. Even in the courtroom, there were some radical inquisitors who tried to seek cooperation with Russell, such as Bernartita.

After much deliberation and thoughtfulness, Milak realized that he had no choice.

In the end, he still chose to recruit at Falla, but only made some minor changes to the selection criteria and mental transformation stage of the recruits, so as to minimize the impact of Russell's personal prestige on the recruits of the warband.

At least he is still there, the fearless veteran is still there, and the soul of the warband is still there.

That's all Mirak can do.

As soon as he made his decision, the recruitment process for the Confessional Flame Bands began, and the Imperial Guard stationed in the cities of Falla began to select qualified youths from the local population based on strict criteria.

The age range of space marines for transformation operations is generally between 12 and 14 years old, with the remnants of the nobles of Falla being the most active, and those who have male heirs of the right age in their families are all vying to be the first to be selected through connections and bribery.

These remnants of the nobility left over from Russell's purge urgently needed a way to maintain their status, and letting their children become angels of the emperor was obviously one of the best options.

Milak had no opinion on this, but he was happy to see the children of the nobles who had an old grudge against Russell become the new blood of the warband. Of course, he will not open any backdoor for public and private purposes, and the selection and training of nobles and commoners will only be equally rigorous.

Russell didn't say anything about the nobles' small actions, because he had already left the Governor's Mansion in the Northern Continent at the beginning of the conscription, and went to the Southern Continent with Gray Wind.

The barren continent of the once harsh environment has been transformed by Bao to come to life, with lush forests and beautiful wetlands replacing potholed mines and endless deserts.

No one could ignore such a conspicuous change, but out of tacit understanding with the Bullet Star, no one had any opinion or any question about Russell's afforestation in the Southern Continent.

He was still the governor of Falla after all.

This time, instead of turning Grey Wind into a fighter, Russell and his companion flew across the endless verdant forest in a high-speed fighter converted from a "Sword Tail" interceptor, and plunged headlong into an inconspicuous mountain range already covered in greenery.

This low-presence, densely rocky mountain range was once home to a black prison for felons because of its hostile environment, and the Church of the Church reels at the mercy of sending die-hard men who believed in the truth of the Empire to such a place of death.

But that was not the case with Russell.

Gray Wind piloted the swordtail interceptor through the dense forest and slowly landed under the mountain.

The barren mountain itself is not large, and the interior has long been completely hollowed out, supported and reinforced by a large number of plastic concrete and metal skeletons, and the underground space has been expanded to be very spacious. There is a complete set of highly automated self-circulating ecosystems inside, there is no sense of occlusion under the abundant artificial light source, residential areas, production areas, scientific research areas and even entertainment areas, various living facilities are readily available, and many areas are under construction.

It is not an exaggeration to say that it is a small underground city.

This is the reason why the Black Cell, which has never been reported to be expanding, has been able to forcibly hold a huge number of prisoners far beyond its capacity.

It was actually expanded a long time ago, but it didn't let people know about it.

The autonomous machinery at the entrance of the underground city did not stop Russell and Gray Wind in any way, and respectfully pulled the swordtail interceptor that landed at the entrance into the tarmac and welcomed them in.

As soon as they entered the dungeon, two teams of bionic servants dressed in neat orange overalls stopped their work, stood and bent down on both sides of the brick-paved road, and bowed to Russell and Grey Wind:

"Leader."

After the group of bionic servants, Russell was followed by a man in a long white trench coat with half of his chin replaced by a mechanical component.

Sven's temperament presents a subtle contrast with his rough appearance, which is the leader of the Truth School of the Fallan Empire.

He was persecuted by the state religion due to a conflict of ideas, and should have ushered in the end of his life in the Inquisition, but when he was alive and dead, he was protected and supported by the new governor of Falla.

Now, he's the head of scientific research in the dungeon.

The scientific director does not look very good now, his cheeks are thin, his eyes are sunken, and he looks like he hasn't slept well in many days.

He forcibly cheered up in front of Russell and bowed slightly: "You are here." ”

"You don't seem to be in a good mental state." Russell looked at him with a smirk: "Does my research make you so tormented?" ”

"It's more than a torment......

The scientific research director smiled wryly: "In the past ten years, with the gradual deepening of the research on psionic theory, our original understanding of this world has been gradually subverted. I don't seem to know the universe I'm in. ”

As staunch supporters of the truth of the Empire, they have always admired reason, believing that everything in the world can be explained by science, and opposing all strange and desolate things related to the occult.

And the first thing Russell did after co-opting this group of proponents of imperial truth was to lock them up here to study psionic theory.

Even the technological localization of the Zelo Storm Projector was completed by this group of truth believers through more than ten years of study and research, and finally completed with Gray Wind.

This process gave them a great blow.

Believing in science is not a bad thing, but in this universe, subspace gods and psionic abilities do exist.

Covering one's ears in the name of reason and not admitting an objective fact is not a superstition about reason?