The great Astarte Tome stipulates that Space Marines can only be staffed by a maximum of a thousand.

This is the limit that Killiman imposed on the scale of the Space Marines' operations after the Great Horus Rebellion was put down, in order to prevent a similar situation from happening again.

For the circumstances of the time, the limitations of the canon were absolutely tailor-made.

The Great Expedition had wiped out most of the threats in the galaxy, and the rebels, who had been in great trouble, were once again in tatters.

There is no major war ahead, and the Space Marines urgently need to dispel the fear of mortals.

The promotion of the holy scriptures is imperative.

However, even Killiman, who is known for his rationality, cannot do everything, let alone change the pattern of the galaxy in the next thousand years.

For example, the space necrons who have begun to gradually "recover", such as the Tyranid Zerg from extragalactic galaxies, and the Titanium Empire that has risen inexplicably.

and, most crucially, the blindness and ignorance into which humanity itself has fallen.

After the primordials disappeared from the empire one after another, the "Astarte Codex" became an "immutable law of the ancestors", and even if a thousand-strong warband was far from satisfying the increasingly fierce galactic strife, no one could stand up for drastic reform - even the revived Gilliman did not have a very good way to take his own book, and the implications were too wide.

A change in the rules of the game will inevitably lead to the benefits of some people, and it will also naturally lead to the losses of some vested interests.

Conservatives fear that the reappearance of the Legion is the only primordial Gilliman paving the way for complete control of the Empire, fear that the Ultramarines will dominate and marginalize other Star Marines, and suspect that he has terrible ambitions to replace his father as Emperor.

It's amazing to have a father, bullying us people who don't have a father.

Of course, not all warbands honestly follow the restrictions of the Holy Codex, and there are still ways to circumvent them.

For example, the famous Black Templar Warband, I don't know how many people are actually superborn, but the other warbands are scattered all over the galaxy, and no more than a thousand people are dispatched each time.

This kind of transgalactic investigation is completely impossible for the Empire, so the Black Orcs have never been caught by the Inquisition, although the latter can more or less guess their situation.

Although the Black Templar's method is effective, it is not formal, and it can only be done secretly in private.

Although each warband canned food canned food canned food is not allowed to exceed 1,000, but I own my own cannery, so it makes sense to carry a large bunch of canned food with me, right?

These cans are not mine, but I am going to give them out, you all look carefully, they don't even have a paint on them, they are definitely original.

That's right, Weimu is also going to open a cannery.

The sheer size of the Blackstone Fortress has absolutely enough space to support the resource output of the Maelstrom area.

Although I have to distribute some canned food to the surrounding war groups from time to time, it is still very good to be able to bring three or five regiments of troops around me all year round.

"Are you serious?"

After learning that the Great Sage Kaul was transferring the original cast of Space Marine's production line to Blackstone Fortress, the Inquisitors suddenly couldn't sit still.

"One more can produce canned food, no, it's a place to produce space marines, it should be a good thing, now the dark side of the empire is in the dark, it is the time of lack of combat effectiveness, why are they all putting on a dejected bitter gourd face, is there something wrong?"

Although Wei Mu knew the concerns of the judges, he still had to talk about the scene that should be spoken, maybe he would be confused?

"Of course, it is good to be able to strengthen the military power of the empire, but the key to the problem is not here." Inquisitor Quinn stroked his aching forehead and asked, "Where are you going to get the genetic seeds to make a Space Marine?" ”

"Of course, this is what can be collected," Wei Mu was about to explain.

"Stop, stop!" Quinn didn't intend to listen to his nonsense at all, and directly interrupted: "You want to mass-produce the heirs of that cloned proto, because this is the fastest way to produce space marines, isn't it?" ”

The judge's judgment was correct, but Pastor Wei could not admit it.

"I haven't had time to do anything yet." Wei Mu waved his hand and reminded, "You guys are also fishing for law enforcement or something, let me play a trick, this way of using imagination to ask people for crimes is really outrageous." ”

"It's already lice on a bald head—it's a plain thing." "I don't doubt your loyalty, Celebrity, and the rapid production of large numbers of Space Marines will indeed help fight the enemy and save the lives and property of many citizens of the Empire, but many things cannot be solved with a loyal heart. As it stands, the Clone is illegal even for its own existence, and you're still expanding his power. ”

"Not his forces, but the forces of the Empire." Wei Mu corrected, "And with or without him, I have a plan to set up a Space Marine production line. ”

"It's because of his presence that this matter is becoming a problem right now." Quinn said.

"Then until Fugan's identity is legitimate, I'll only use regular genetic seeds, okay?" Wei Mu tried to say.

"Are you sure you're going to be so honest?"

"If you don't believe me, you can send someone to watch you twenty-four hours a day."

"How can we have that kind of work, don't you think we're idle, and if you sneak in a few traitor legions in the process of recruiting in the process of transformation, we won't be able to effectively monitor - or don't start the production line until he is legitimate?" Quinn tried to say.

"That's too much work, isn't it, how much less can can you make?" "He's our man, we have to help him overturn that demonic primordial!" ”

It is difficult for the Uyster to accept this situation of forcibly slowing down the pace due to unnecessary political factors.

"No, it's up to us whether he's one of our people or not." After a brief round of discussion, the judges directly handed down the verdict, "If this line is set up before the regent's consent is obtained, all those responsible must be arrested." ”

For the Uysters, they only have the power to restrict, and they can't impose punishment, but it is different for others.

Such a merciful decision made even the judges themselves feel that their tempers were much better.

If it weren't for the fact that Killiman had carried out a wave of purges and replacements of the high lord when he was regent, this kid would have been killed eight hundred times, no matter how great his credit was.

"You, you."

Wei Mu has someone behind him, so he can naturally be used as hob meat, but others cannot.

In this regard, he was held to death by the judges.

If you don't accept it, you will be labeled as a rebel by someone with a heart, accusing you of creating a bad atmosphere.

It was indeed time to meet Killiman, and Wei Mu knew that he couldn't force himself, so he let out a long sigh, and he didn't know what would happen to the two brothers after they met.

(End of chapter)