Oland followed his men to the bedroom of the Planetary Governor.

It was the first time he had gone deep into the Doge's Palace.

The door to the governor's bedroom is decorated with intricate gold ornaments with openwork and is full of art at first glance.

Everything that came into view after opening the door finally opened Orange's eyes!

The bedrooms are large, over 300 square meters, with four walls and canopies seamlessly linked to a complete mirrored composition.

In the middle of the bedroom was a large bed, and Olland estimated that it would be fine for ten people.

Lying on such a bed, no matter which mirror wall you look at, you can see your majestic posture.

The subordinate took a remote control, pressed a button like a treasure, and the middle of the bed automatically rose and fell one by one.

It's also an automatic massage table.

There are some items scattered on the bed, these items are not large, and if you look closely, they are all small toys that add to the fun.

It's worth noting that these little toys are all delicate technological creations.

Olander subconsciously took these small toys from his subordinates and took them in his hands and paddled them.

Well! It's very textured, and it's definitely a high-end product.

After sighing, Olander suddenly reacted to what was in his hand, and immediately shook off these obviously not cheap small toys as if he had been burned.

Reaching out and rubbing his clothes twice, and picking up a smooth piece of fabric from the ground, Ollander wiped his hands repeatedly with disgust.

He's not a leopard from the feudal world, he's a player and knows what these things are.

As a devout believer, Holland confessed a few words in his heart, and he felt that God had forgiven him.

With this, Olander impatiently said to his opponent: "You came to me just to let me see this?" ”

The subordinates were shocked, and immediately shook their heads and said, "No, my lord, the main thing is these things. ”

He walked to the head of the bed and pulled out a cabinet of items from the head of the bed, which contained several boxes of potions.

"My lord, these potions are very magical, and they make those who drink them happy all the time."

His subordinate took out a pink potion as if offering a treasure and handed it to Ollander with both hands.

Ollander took the potion, and the charming pink color in the potion seemed to tempt Ollander to drink it.

"Who's drinking this?" Olland asked, looking at the pink potion.

"Harrank drank." The subordinates said carefully.

"What about people?"

"In another house."

"Lead the way."

"Yes."

Leaving the depraved bedroom, Olland walked into another bedroom with a gloomy face.

Harrank's eyes were hazy as he caressed his body, and his mouth let out a strange smile of unknown meaning, writhing on the ground like a maggot.

Oland looked at the potion twice more and asked, "How many potions are there?" ”

"It's all here." The subordinate realized that Ollander was interested, and immediately offered the potion to Olland.

Taking the potion, Olander suddenly smiled and asked, "If I still want these potions, where can I find them?" ”

His smile was stiff, but his men didn't notice it.

"I can look for more, maybe find some more." The subordinate gritted his teeth.

Oland carefully observed the representation of his subordinates, who were his henchmen, and he could see if he lied.

The subordinates' representations don't look like lying, it seems to be true.

So Olland threw it hard, and the potion shattered to the ground.

"I don't need this kind of thing, and no one will be allowed to use it in the future, understand?" Holland said coldly.

"Got it!" His subordinates bowed their heads.

After saying that, Oland walked away without any mud and water.

Harrank, who was writhing on the ground, took a few deep breaths, and his hazy eyes were a little fresher.

His eyes looked firmly at the potion that had been sprinkled on the ground, and like an excited maggot, he crawled towards the potion sprinkled on the ground with twisting and twisting.

Holland returned to the front hall and washed his hands a few more times.

There were two people sitting leisurely in the front hall.

A turtle-like face with triangular eyes drooping at the corners of the eyes.

The other face is very broad, and it feels very honest when it looks good, but when you inadvertently turn your eyes, you can find that the whites of this guy's eyes account for a lot of them.

"What's wrong?" The triangular-eyed Ishiheitaro turned his head slightly and asked.

"It's nothing, some of my people are slaves, they don't have much knowledge, and they have to ask me to see anything they find." Holland said casually.

"Huh! Slaves are slaves after all, lazy and stupid, you can't expect too much from them, if you want to govern your country well, you have to use more intellectuals. Wang Fuzhong, who has many white-eyed eyes, said in an educational tone.

Outlander didn't answer Wang Fuzhong's words and returned directly to his seat.

This made Wang Fuzhong very unhappy, why did you answer when Shi Heitaro talked to you, and you pretended not to hear when I talked to you?

Wang Fu secretly hated in his heart: Uneducated foreigners don't know how to respect their predecessors at all, and originally wanted to teach you a little survival experience in the reincarnation game, but now it seems that you should suffer more!

Shi Heitaro glanced at Wang Fuzhong, this guy is cautious of newcomers, and his problem of being a good teacher has not changed at all.

"Continuing with the topic just now, you said that other players didn't come because they weren't optimistic about me?" Outlander asked.

"That's right! There are players who know about the world of Warhammer 40K, so they don't like you very much, and there are loose factions among players, and some factions have bad relationships. Ishihira Taro said seriously.

Where there are people, there are rivers and lakes, and Oland understands factional contradictions, which cannot be avoided.

was feeling uncomfortable, Wang Fuzhong suddenly interjected again.

"There is another important reason why they don't come, that is, you are very rude, knowing that we are here to assist you, you don't even go to find someone, just sit there and wait?" Wang Fuzhong said very politely.

Oland roared angrily, lifted the giant axe in his hand, and slashed at Wang Fuzhong.

Wang Fuzhong sneered, and wanted to teach this uneducated guy a lesson.

But before the two could fight, two black and red columnar tentacles blocked the two.

Orange's great axe was crotched by an arm-thick cylindrical tentacle.

Retracting the giant axe, Olander glanced at Ishihirataro with fear and returned to his original position.

The two black and red columnar tentacles returned to Ishihira Taro's waist.

Wang Fuzhong was even more disdainful of Orland, who did not continue to do it.

Shi Heitaro was also speechless, Wang Fuzhong's dog problem, he was flattering to death when he met a strong man, and he couldn't be tough when he met a newcomer.

But even people like Wang Fuzhong can live well in the reincarnation game, and even the strong people Wang Fuzhong meets think that Wang Fuzhong is very knowledgeable about current affairs.

Orange asked uncertainly, "Are you the Katsuko of the meow seed?" ”

Ishihira Taro withdrew Katsuko, his scarlet eyes disappeared, and his smile gradually changed and said: "Yes, so you have to provide me with a living person every day, preferably a pure girl under the age of 16, this is my personal little hobby." ”

"So that I can give you more useful information."

……

Liu Haodong kicked the fifty-seventh recruit who challenged him into the air.

"Next!"

The recruits, who were already ready, walked into the duel pit with training knives.

The footsteps of the heavy power armor were heard.

Centurion Gruna came to the ship's duel pit and shouted, "Alright, everyone go and prepare, the subspace voyage is over, and we are out of Mandeville." ”

The recruits leave the duel pit, and Liu Haodong explains to the two recruits of the Brotherhood what a "Mandeville Point" is. ”

No way, the World Eater never taught the lesson of culture in training recruits.

This is easy to understand, and there is no need for much culture after hitting the butcher's nail.

Recently, the recruits of these two fraternities have become much closer to Liu Haodong.

Together, the three of them sorted out their carapace armor and weapons.

Let's go to the ship's training ground.

Waiting for the baptism of the first war, let the traitors see the wrath of the emperor.

Of course, the recruits are not the main force.

The main force is 500 heavily armed World Eaters.