This is the first time in 10,000 years that the Glorious Queen-class battleship has left the port, especially under the leadership of the returning Iron Hand Primordial Body, and it is reasonable that it should be accompanied by a high-profile departure ceremony of the highest level of grandeur and extravagance.

But before the Fist of Steel soars back into the void, with the exception of the members of the Order of Mechanics singing the highest binary chants along the way, adding a bit of sacredness and fanaticism to the departure ceremony, the rest of the process seems to be very similar to that of other ships leaving port, and overall lackluster.

The reason for this is still within Gorgon's heirs. Although the bombshell news of the "return of Ferus Manus" did not spread long ago, the descendants of the legions who could return nearby, whether they were the mother group or the child group, sent representatives to gather again in the fortress monastery on Medusa. But just one month was not enough time for them to quarrel about this matter - even such a big Ferus Manus, himself, stood alive in front of them.

In the days of the Great Expedition, Ferrus would have hammered the cubs who dared to yell at him aggressively in front of his eyes, "I don't believe you're the father of our genes" - in fact, he wanted to do that very much now, but after 10,000 years of cyber warfare, his temper at least looked much better than before.

Intellectually, he could understand that these heirs, who had been with him for thousands of years, had a distrust of this matter. More than half of the iron-clad heads who were clamoring in front of him looked exactly like himself. Therefore, emotionally, although he was angry, he could not help but be a little more tolerant of them in the means of dealing with this matter, a little more tolerant.

The result of tolerance is the sacrifice of efficiency. Today, more than half a month has passed since the day the Talon of Destruction returned and the original body reappeared under the eyes of the entire warband. All the clans on Medusa are still quarrelling, and even the power to command and dispatch, Ferus has not succeeded in taking all of them into his hands.

He didn't particularly care about this, after all, there were still several wars going on at this moment. Even if he is the original body, it is also not a very wise choice to "change generals on the spot" before the run-in period has passed-not only referring to the battlefield commander, but also the matching logistics scheduling, receiving and supply, route division, military production and other aspects. War is a sophisticated and complex machine, and although it is the contest of tactics and firepower between the two sides that directly determines the outcome of the battle, it is not only the front-line soldiers and guns that need to rely on the tactics and firepower that can win.

However, what even Enkidu found interesting was that although the group of people had different opinions on whether this one Ferus Manus was the father of their genes, it was quickly passed by unanimous vote after the issue of "restarting the Iron Fist" was put on the agenda of the parliament; After Ferrus said he needed to make a short voyage to some of Mimir's vaults to retrieve a piece of equipment, a long-vacant Queen of Glory-class battleship was almost immediately replenished to full strength.

- What's going on here? If Jill knew about this, he would probably even burst into laughter.

Enkidu felt a little depressed in a rare way. At present, he is surrounded by either the person who only glares at him and shouts at him, "What do you know about you iron man", or the local servants of Medusa and the mechanics who are basically completely confused, or the tricky and unpredictable Debit, or the vehicle soul who is indifferent to this matter and only thinks about how to improve his killing efficiency most of the time. God-made weapons don't even have a place to have fun now, and because of this, they began to miss Fujimaru Rika very much.

But then again, if Rika Fujimaru was here, this matter probably wouldn't have developed into the current situation.

It's also worth mentioning that the Iron Fist didn't strike alone. Although, in Ferrus's own opinion, he just went to find something in an old warehouse that he had housed in the past that no one had visited for 10,000 years, and it was enough to use an ordinary battle barge to bring a few troops just in case to do it. But I don't know why, even everyone, including Debit, took it for granted that if the original body was to go out from the home planet, it would at least have to invite out his flagship back then, and then match it with a suitably sized escort fleet.

Anyway, at the time when Ferus himself said that "there is no need to waste resources on this trivial matter", the representatives of the Avigni clan were the first to speak out against it; The Rakuan clan followed; Uncharacteristically this time, the Hammond clan expressed support for the Rakuan clan's emotional decision; The Dophok clan is the only proto-horse-headed; For some similar but different reasons, the Clan of Bocuse and the Clan of Dophk chose to advance and retreat together on this issue; Although the Karagu clan has internal doubts about whether the Father of Genes, who has not returned from the Sacred Mountain of Karash, is the Father of Genes, they are also firmly opposed to the matter of "Ferus's decision not to leave Medusa with too many troops"; The Soragu clan didn't make a clear statement, but when they heard this, they were clearly planning to bring the location of this Mimirian treasury into the Medusa Domain's protective circle; The Volgan and Morag clans, on the other hand, out of pure rational considerations, stated that "the loss of the original body again would be an unacceptable loss for the warband", and therefore joined the formation of the convoy; The Gesaka clan still tried to maintain a neutral attitude, but this "neutrality" did not mean much in itself after everyone else had more or less unified their views, either explicitly or implicitly.

The group even convened the Iron Council over the issue of strength and organization, and quarreled with the Iron Hand for most of the day, until Ferus himself, who could not bear it anymore, lost his temper. The roar of the Primordial shook the Eye of Medusa's underground load-bearing structures, and his heirs reluctantly withdrew their troops, cutting down on the number of their clans in the convoy, and making room for the Mechanics who wanted to participate in the sub-groups and the representatives of the Mechcho of the Voice of Mars—even so, when the Iron Fist left port again after a 10,000-year absence, the convoy around her would still be able to assemble a full warband.

In this way, the fleet, which no one can say, "This was improvised in two days", but it was really improvised in two days, headed for Mandeville Point in the inner galaxy.

Miwoo (six o'clock)

When I write this chapter, I really, you iron hands (cushioned beatings), you iron hands (cushioned beatings), you iron hands (cushioned beatings).

I really don't want to write about these transitions in between, why can't I just write about the climax...... (Eyes closed)

(End of chapter)