"It's totally doable!"

Seeing that the Great Grandmaster was already moved, Wei Mu hurriedly persuaded him.

"That's right, we need to spread the word about it and gather more strength...... And if they can get the help of the Spirit Clan, the chances of this thing being done will be higher, after all, there is a responsibility for them in the first place. ”

Walkma was in high spirits and had already considered the matter as a formal plan.

"Regarding the alliance, I have already done it on the side of the Harlequin Troupe, and the family of the Laughing God will do their best to support us, as for the other Spirit Clan factions, we have to negotiate with them slowly, you know, the vast majority of the Ada Spirit Clan have very arrogant personalities, and they can't wait to look at people with their noses, this kind of harmony is a shame for them, and it will take some effort to make them accept it." Wei Mu said.

This is the reason why Wei Mu published the book "The Revival of the Empire".

He wants to slowly change the concept of the spirit race and the human race from the subconscious, so that the two sides gradually accept each other, so as to lay the foundation for future cooperation.

After all, as long as people read stories, they like to knock cp, and they take it seriously.

Regardless of the actual situation of the parties, in the eyes of outsiders, the match has been successful, and the intimate relationship has gradually become a matter of course.

"Arrogance? What qualifications does that group of sprout aliens have to be arrogant? Walkma said disdainfully, "If it was during the Spirit Empire, they still had arrogant capital, after all, they started earlier, and our ancestors should have been holding spears to catch rabbits in the grasslands of Terra." ”

"But at this time, at that time, the current Aidaling clan is a group of poor shabby, we humans are the overlords of the galaxy, and their mother goddess marrying our emperor belongs to Gao Pan, what are they not happy about!"

"Besides, after their mother god marries our god emperor, that is our mother of the country, and their spirit race is equivalent to our human family, when the time comes, we will use thirteen sedan chairs to carry the new daughter-in-law through the gate of eternity, and we can still treat them badly?"

Walker Ma gushed endlessly, and Wei Mu on the side was dumbfounded.

"Old god, you are very experienced, do you often help others talk about matchmaking after retiring?" Wei Mu teased.

"Sacrifice is the cornerstone of the empire, life is the currency of the emperor, and maintaining high population growth is also the work that our state religion needs to work." Walkman is very proud of his side hustle and is not embarrassed.

"Okay, old god stick, when the time comes, this matter will really be done, and you will be the first person in the history of the galaxy to preside over the marriage of gods." Wei Mu said with a smile.

This was originally just a casual joke by Wei Mu, but he didn't expect it to become the goal of Walkma's persistent pursuit.

How much honor does it have to be to preside over the wedding of a pair of gods?

For any devout believer, this is enough to drive them into madness.

The thought of being able to be a part of such a glorious event fueled Walkma's fighting spirit.

He couldn't wait for a quarter of an hour, and immediately pulled up a team called the "Imperial Revival Society", which was specifically responsible for handling this matter.

What recruits troops, builds ships and repairs cars, negotiates with the Spirit Clan, spreads ideas, recruits more people with lofty ideals, and also tries to find ways to probe the intelligence of the Nurgle field...... In short, all kinds of things are busy.

……

"So that's pretty much the way it is."

Time comes back to the present.

After bidding farewell to the headquarters of the Dark Angels, Wei Mu and Moore rode two motorcycles and raced wildly in the network to the Black Library.

Of course, the robed villain Jawa also came with him, and was sitting in the back seat of the vioster at the moment.

Along the way, Wei Mu was talking about how he got on the line with the flower bean sprouts to promote the cooperation between the two races.

To Wei Mu's surprise, this time Moore did not show what he expected, he was scorched and dumbfounded by his great achievements, but reacted very steadily and calmly, without panic.

Could it be that you are used to it?

The adaptability of the Star Troopers is really strong.

"Then again, is it really okay for you to encourage them to attack Nurgle Garden? You know how hard it will be to take that place, right? Moore worried.

"That's right. After all, the place where Aisha was imprisoned, the Nurgle Garden exists in the depths of the subspace, and the creatures of the material universe are easily corrupted by chaos after entering, just like the chaos demons can't stay in the physical universe for a long time, so I have to think of another plan to create an opportunity for them to raid the garden. Wei Mu replied.

It is difficult to fight directly against Nurgle's hometown, not to mention, even if it is taken, there will be a very huge battle damage, after all, Nurgle Demon is known for its toughness, and the main thing is that it is a rough resistance to carry, and for such a big fun, the other subspace gods will definitely not sit idly by, and they must beware of being robbed of the results by others.

Unlike the previous plague wars led by Kiliman, no one benefited, only the Nurgle family was unlucky, so the forces of the Sadist and Tzeentch were willing to support the Empire.

And the action to save Aisha is essentially a competition for a secondary god, whoever grabs it will earn blood, but the force that grabs it will inevitably be beaten by other forces, so the situation is actually quite tricky.

"Do you have a plan?" Moore asked.

To attract the attention of the Chaos Gods, it has to be a huge event.

"The general framework is already there, but I still have to add it up to the laughing god." Wei Mu touched his chin.

"I see......"

Moore said nothing, then ignored it and continued to drag racing intently.

"How do you feel that since you entered the network, your state has been very wrong, is there something on your mind?" Wei Mu said.

"No, it's okay...... It's the first time I've entered the network, and I'm just a little uncomfortable. Moore made an excuse.

"I see." Wei Mu didn't hear the perfunctory, and thought it was true, so he explained carefully, "Let me tell you, this network is also a very metaphysical place, and the place where it leads will also have a strong idealistic color, such as this black library, if you are greedy or malicious to it, it will be difficult for you to find its location." On the other hand, if you are more destined for it, you don't need to deliberately look for it, just turn around the network twice, and it will appear in front of you. ”

"Yes...... Is it? ”

"That's right, if you are full of malice in the network tunnel, it may take you to the home of black bean sprouts, Comoros, I heard that it is a very perverted city, full of all kinds of heavy operations, I don't know when I will have the opportunity to see it." Wei Mu said expectantly.

Comoros is a hellish place where no one else can run, and you still want to travel?

It's really no one.

Of course, Moore would definitely not know that Wei Mu, as a hammer guy who has crossed over, naturally wants to visit any scenic spots.

But there are also things he doesn't know.

Just before they could leave, Azriel, the regiment's commander, found Mohr and whispered a secret to him.