After seeing off the first convoy, Russell returned to the Quiet Black Space Station.

While inspecting the progress of the fully launched giant dockyard at the edge of the black hole horizon, Russell also found time here to discuss and draw up a list of future arms sales to the human empire with the inverse entropy host.

Russell sat down at the table and picked up a glass of water, and said with some distress: "Inverse entropy, do you think the warships we sell to the Human Empire should be equipped with jump engines or warp engines?" ”

"I don't think it should be equipped with either." The mechanical angel, kneeling on the other side of the table, replied without hesitation.

Gray Wind, who was sitting next to Russell, blinked: "Why? ”

Russell didn't speak, so the mechanical angel continued: "The two engines of jump and warp speed are both powerful technologies that can carry out the physical universe faster than the speed of light without relying on subspace, which is of extraordinary significance to the human empire.

For the sake of our own interests, we should not allow such a technology to spread on a large scale, which would greatly reduce the importance of the L-Gate and threaten the administrators' monopoly on physical faster-than-light technology. ”

Although space necrons also have physical faster-than-light technologies such as "inertial engines" and "wormhole capture", it is obviously impossible for them to help humans like Russell.

"Marshal, the inverse entropy makes sense." Grey Wind turned to look at Russell.

"That's true in theory, but let's not forget what our purpose was in providing military aid to the Empire." Russell sighed, "I want the Empire to be a barrier between us and the Boundarybreakers, and to fight the Boundary-Breakers, stable faster-than-light communication and navigation are almost a necessity. ”

Grey Wind nodded: "Yes, the Boundary-Breaker's high-dimensional ships are equipped with psionic jump engines, and they are far more maneuverable than Imperial warships that can only rely on subspace for erratic navigation......"

If the Realm Breaker with psionic leaping abilities is a nimble and agile bird, the Empire of Humanity's fleet is like a snail crawling on a steel wire.

The fact that the Broom is only provided to the Human Empire's regular warships without jump or warp engines cannot change the fact that the Human Empire is powerless in the face of the Boundary Breakers, and can only slightly delay the expansion of the high-dimensional invasion.

"Then, what about using the Heavenly Machine Project?"

Gray Wind thought of another way: "We can use the 'Heavenly Machine Project' Ascension to encrypt the genetic code of the core component of the jump engine, the biological warp engine, to prevent others from deriving these two technologies through reverse engineering." ”

It's a good way...... I've thought so too.

Russell drank the water in the cup in one gulp, and handed the empty cup to Gray Wind: "The idea is very good, the Heavenly Machine Project can firmly control the manufacturing capacity of faster-than-light ships in our hands, but ...... It is likely that we will not be able to control the production of warships in the future. ”

Gray Wind was a little frustrated: "Why is it ...... like this?"

Russell was also a little helpless: "The last high-dimensional invasion was just beginning to be blocked and annihilated by the Awakening Empire, so you may not realize the true horror of the high-dimensional invaders." ”

After a moment of silence, Russell continued: "The 'Boundary Breaker' is actually just one of the other dimensional beings, or the vanguard, if we don't find and destroy the Boundary Breaker's other-dimensional portal as soon as possible, there will be more and more invaders from the higher dimensions. ”

"At that time, the high-dimensional beings named 'Apostates' and 'Zealots' will open the rift in another dimension one after another and come here, and at that time, the high-dimensional invasion will really be uncontrollable."

That's why Russell said that he would most likely not be able to control the production of warships.

There will be more and more invaders, and the Empire's demand for warships and munitions will also increase, and the huge dockyard will go all out to build a huge fleet of hundreds of thousands, but quantitative changes will cause qualitative changes.

"When we sell more faster-than-light warships to a certain extent, it doesn't really matter whether faster-than-light technology is monopolized or not, and the impact has already been spread." Russell took the filled glass from Ash's hand and took a sip: "It's helpless, but we don't have anything better." ”

If you don't give it, it's not enough to give less, and it's even worse if you give more. Thinking about it here, it seems to be in a dead end.

Russell and Grey Wind were both a little helplessly frustrated, and the reverse entropy was still the same as before, and the three of them discussed for a while, but in the end they still couldn't discuss a better solution.

I want the human empire to carry natural disasters, and I don't want to give people faster-than-light ships, how can there be such a good thing in the world.

"Forget it, let's follow Grey Wind's idea." Russell sighed lightly and chose to give up: "Inverse entropy, I will ask Colonia to cooperate with you, and the ships supplied to the Human Empire will be mainly warp engines, with a small number of jump engines, and encrypted with heavenly engineering projects." ”

"Understood." The mechanical angel bowed slightly in understanding, and turned to leave the place.

The depressed Russell took Gray Wind into his arms and slammed Rua, all of which blew up Rua's hair.

Gray Fenghong's face was pressed against his chest, and he said breathlessly: "Actually, it's best to find the coordinates of the extradimensional portal as soon as possible, and then invest a lot of troops to destroy them one by one, once and for all, there won't be so many troubles later." ”

It can also recover Otherdimensional Warlocks.

"That's what I thought, too, but I always felt that the next move wasn't going to go so well." Russell sighed faintly.

After Tzeentch and Sadism were deflated one after another, the Chaos Evil God didn't have the courage to find him a solo head-on, but he had the courage to make trouble secretly - and it was very big.

In the 40th millennium of the Far Eastern Star Field, the rulers hugged each other and sighed as they looked at the erosive situation, but the people below were a different scene.

The Alicia Sector is located in the northern star belt of the Far Eastern Star Field, near the Great Hollow of Nightmares.

Due to the collapse of the Dream Nebula, the Elesia Sector once lost its direct connection with the Espernes Sector, and several important agricultural worlds also fell under the attack of the Greenskins, triggering a great famine that affected the entire Sector, and even the situation of the capital planet "Esharin" was extremely difficult, with the planet's population of 28 billion shrinking to less than 20 billion in 15 years.

The clerk's pen is a small number, but it is too heavy for the whole planet to bear.

After the departure of the Terra Expeditionary Force, the aliens and chaos that were eyeing each other completely lost their containment, and the situation quickly deteriorated to the extreme, and the Alicia Star Sector fell into war purgatory.

Hundreds of millions of Imperial civilians groaned and died under the ravages of war, but this was actually a relatively happy result.

Many more were kept in captivity by the greenskins as livestock to feed Scrooge and the farts as fodder; The Dark Eldars fish in the murky waters of the Nest Capital on the edge of the battlefield, captive large numbers of civilians and use them as torture and amusement toys, a hell more terrifying than death......

Every time I think back to the horror of that time, the ordinary workers on Asaline feel that their current life is a dream.

Nesaro was one such lucky worker.

Nesaro is 22 years old and has no special status, just an ordinary thief born in the lower echelons of Aisharin's Hive.

A child like him who comes out of the nest will always learn all kinds of petty theft skills before the age of 8, and then hone his skills to perfection around the age of 11, and ask why? Children who fail to do so either starve to death because they can't steal anything, or are beaten to death with sticks when the theft is exposed.

Nessaro's thieving skills were in the middle and upper reaches of his age, he could not starve to death, but he could not fill his stomach, and in his childhood memories, the pervasive hunger pang always accompanied him like a ghost, following him wherever he went.

When the war broke out and the aliens invaded, Nesaro thought that he might be able to escape by burrowing into the sewers of the nest with his thin size, but it turned out that he was wrong.

No matter how skillful his tactics were, how skillful his skills, and how stealthy his escape routes were, it was like a joke to the bloodthirsty Dark Elvein.

Nesaro had forgotten how the long, barbed whip wielded by the spirits had pierced through his thighs and out of his chest; I also forgot if I had a full limb when I was dragged out of the sewers.

All he remembered was that when he woke up from the nightmare, the wounds on his body were gone, and countless hideous and terrifying insect aliens roamed back and forth on the ruins, gnawing at corpses like another nightmare.

Fortunately, I have already woken up from both dreams.

Nesara washed her face in clear, cold water so that she could cheer herself up, and hurried out with her satchel.

Today is Monday, and there are two servings of yogurt in the unit's free breakfast.

(End of chapter)