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Even the state church personnel did not need to participate in the war, but they organized nearly one million militiamen among the civilians protected by the Resistance Army, preparing to participate in the war against Tyrone III.
At this time, I suddenly learned that there were no enemies on Tailong 3 and there was no need to fight. It was hard not to be confused.
"What's the situation on Tailong No. 3 now?" A state church priest stood up and asked Qin Mo, "I have heard some news that most of Akon's troops are actually not on Tailong No. 2, but on No. 3 Fight..."
Qin Mo interrupted: "As long as they are on Tailong 3, they are gone. Tailong 3 is now an extremely pure world with no enemies on it."
"Why? How did you do it?" the pastor asked in disbelief. It wasn't that he didn't distrust Qin Mo. Almost all members of the state religion believed that the claim that Qin Mo was the emperor's messenger was not unfounded, but it was hard for them to believe that the entire world's enemies were gone.
"They were wiped out completely by a weapon." Qin Mo replied, then turned to look at Adam.
Adam stood up and walked to the device used to control holographic images in the corner, and inserted a data card into the device.
Then the situation on Tailong 3 was played out by the holographic image.
The entire planet has been transformed and it has become a beautiful ocean planet, or at least it looks like an ocean planet.
"The battleship conducted a scan, and the scan results showed that there was no living thing on the planet." Adam explained.
The priest nodded blankly, then sat down and whispered with his colleagues on the left and right. They discussed why Tyrone 3 suddenly changed, and tried to explain it with some state religion theories.
"You'd better come up with an explanation quickly, such as the emperor's appearance, and then announce it quickly." Qin Mo said to all the state church personnel.
Qin Mo didn't want to place the credit for Tailong No. 3's modification on the emperor, but he had to ask the state church personnel to come up with an explanation and make it public to answer outsiders' doubts.
Fortunately, this kind of thing is not too difficult for the state religion.
"We will." The pastor nodded repeatedly.
Qin Mo then started talking about another serious matter: "Where is the original governor on Tailong 2?"
Donna, who was born in a knight family, knew this question better. She immediately answered: "There is no governor. Tyrone 2 was originally an agricultural world, but was later controlled by the heretics and developed into an industrial world. There was no governor before the loyalists and the heretics started a complete war."
"But the bloodline of the last governor still exists." A noble stood up and interrupted, "And a person with this bloodline is still a marshal of the resistance army."
Upon hearing this, Qin Mo looked towards where the resistance officers were sitting. One of the senior-ranking old men nodded, indicating that he was what the nobles called a marshal.
At this moment, all the participants on Tailong 2 were looking at Qin Mo, waiting for his reaction.
The resistance army is equivalent to the loyalists, and the nobles can represent most of the loyalists. Of course, they hope that Tailong 2 can have a governor, and that this governor is not completely Qin Mo's puppet.
But this is just the best attempt, which is tantamount to extravagant hopes. The nobles have more realistic expectations.
"You are the savior of Tyrone II." The noble continued, "When our world is restored to order and a new governor succeeds, we will sign an agreement with you. You can deploy our troops and resources. If you In the event of a rebellion on a hive world you rule, our people may be recruited by you at any time.”
After the noble finished speaking, Gray immediately stood up and angrily rebuked him: "What nonsense are you talking about? Do you represent yourself or everyone in your world? If we hadn't arrived in time, you resistance fighters would have been slaughtered by the heretics long ago!"
No one refuted Gray, because even those on the Resistance side thought he was right.
When Qin Mo did not go to Tailong No. 2, everyone in the resistance army was fighting for the sake of fighting, and did not really think that their resistance would have a good ending. Even when Akon focused its military on attacking Tailong No. 3, then It was only a matter of time before the Resistance Army was wiped out.
"Sit down." Qin Mo signaled Gray to stop getting excited, and then asked the noble: "You mean, everyone on Tailong 2 is just my vassal, not... subordinates that I can directly order?"
The noble nodded silently, but added: "That's true in name, but you are indeed our savior. We cannot disobey you when you need us."
"Then I have a simpler and more direct way, that is, I directly appoint some people to manage your world." Qin Mo said.
Although the nobles present expected that Qin Mo's attitude might be tough, it was still surprising that he expressed his intention to directly control Tailong No. 2 so directly and unabashedly.
"I will directly manage your world, I can recruit your people, and I can use your resources, just like I do in the hive world." Qin Mo glanced at each noble with an indifferent expression, "I launched A war to integrate the entire galaxy, Tyrone 2 is one of my trophies, why can’t I just own it.”
After the words fell, no one refuted Qin Mo. On the one hand, he did not have the confidence to refute, and on the other hand, he was fooled by this simple and direct attitude.
Before coming to attend the meeting, the nobles on Taylor 2 had already discussed in private, believing that the worst outcome would be that Qin Mo would indirectly control Tailong 2 in a tactful way. But at that time, no one thought that he had any intention of covering up. nothing.
"The people who can sit in front of me are loyalists and capable people. Your contribution in fighting heretics is indelible, and your status and wealth will be preserved." Qin Mo didn't want to be too harsh on these people.
In Qin Mo's eyes, these nobles are a group of determined and brave people. When 70% of the people on the entire planet joined the heresy, they chose to resist without reservation. If these nobles hadn't taken out all their wealth , then the resistance forces would all starve to death.
Brothers, let me tell you something: the new issue of this book is updated too fast. It was removed from the new book list a week ago. Today is the second round of recommendations. The total collection is only 10,000. The editor suggested that I save the rest three times a day. It will be released after it is put on the shelves. Next, I will write five chapters and publish three chapters every day, and I will publish the saved ones once they are published.
Chapter 113 On the right track
After Qin Mo had made a good offer, a female noble stood up and bowed to Qin Mo: "With all due respect, we have no status or property anymore."
Then the female noble turned to look at a middle-aged man with a big belly next to her: "Sir Laurel is the richest noble on Tyrone 2, but he spends all his money on rewards and military pay. So that soldiers can persevere in the most difficult times."
The female noble looked at another noble: "His family is prosperous and has given birth to many famous generals in history, and now he is the only member of his family who is still alive."
The female noble continued to describe the current situation of other nobles.
Obviously, the loyal nobles aboard Tyrone II were not just loyal, they really gave their all.
After quietly listening to the female noble narrate the situation, Qin Mo said: "Your loyalty to the emperor and mankind is touching. But what I mean by retaining wealth and status is to retain your status and status before the war. wealth."
After hearing this sentence, the nobles whispered and were a little surprised. It was like being treated coldly by someone and then being rewarded by that person.
"I will conduct a fair statistics." Qin Mo continued, "I will give you as much wealth as you all had before the heretics took control of the planet. But this money will not be paid by me but by the nobles who defected to the heretics."
"Those of you who have been deprived of your status by heretics I will restore to your status, and those of you who have been deprived of your honor I will restore your honor."
"But I cannot resurrect the dead among you. They died heroically for the Emperor and humanity, and will be commemorated together with those who died in this war."
Qin Mo had already thought about this series of decisions.
The existing nobles on Tyrone II are not very influential. They may be very wealthy, but they will not control the army or a certain area before joining the resistance.
If it weren't for the nobles who controlled the army or the area who either defected to heresy or were killed in the conspiracy, the resistance army on Tyrone 2 would not have gone into the sewers to fight guerrillas.
Donna and her father also controlled the knight to wade through the excrement water.
The status and wealth of these nobles were restored and they lost the ability to rebel.
After hearing all this, the highest-ranking member of the resistance aristocracy, the marshal with the blood of the last governor, stood up and saluted Qin Mo: "You will have our loyalty, Lord of Tailong."
"You will also be rewarded for your contribution in this battle, including others. I will directly control your world, and of course I have to shoulder my obligations to you. These are what I should do." Qin Mo said with a smile. .
At this point, the discussion on whether to directly control Tailong 2 is over.
Qin Mo went on to talk about a series of next decisions.
After clearing out the remaining enemies on Tyron 2, conducting a fair accounting, the Resistance Army was converted into the Planetary Defense Force...
There are also larger-scale decisions.
The vicinity of the Mandeville Point in the galaxy will be designated as a galaxy defense zone, and a celestial-sized fortress will be built in the defense zone.
Build a giant teleportation device in the orbit of the star so that dimensional teleportation can spread to the three worlds of the Tyrone galaxy and every ship.
Plans are made to build more warships...
Everything in the Tyrone Galaxy is on track.
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night.
Qin Mo wrote documents to prove the identity and honor of the Lannis family or other families.
The rules among the nobles are a headache, but fortunately every noble seems to have thought of this and provided detailed written guidance.
After writing, Qin Mo will send these documents to the officers of the First Army for review. Most of them are from noble backgrounds and are familiar with these rules. There is no need to worry about "traps" in the guidance given by the nobles.
But Qin Mo didn't want to understand these things, and since he had learned Gothic a year ago, he felt dizzy when writing.
"It's really troublesome." Qin Mo put down his quill and looked out the window.
The night in New Cato City is no different from the day, because there is no sunlight in the bottom nest.
But the city looks pretty good, like a steel jungle, with various screens or lights of various colors placed on the buildings to make the city look warmer.
In Qin Mo's opinion, this city is not very good.
Everyone can only use synthetic ingredients to cook and eat. When leaving home and going to the streets, they must be scanned by sentinel drones. Everyone must undergo regular psychological tests. Even going for entertainment must be approved by the main control intelligence. And arrange logistics machinery to inform.
These conditions are also the conditions of all new cities in the entire hive world. In the future, the cities in the other two worlds in the Tyrone galaxy will also be the same as here.
"well done."
"Until you fully regain your strength, let these humans protect you so that you are not killed by the Necrontyr or other fragments of Catan."
A voice suddenly sounded in Qin Mo's ears.
Mimicry uses the communication method between star gods to allow these two sentences to be broadcast among the vast stars using the stellar magnetic field.
"Don't disturb my work." Qin Mo stopped fishing and picked up the quill to continue writing documents.
"Do you consider yourself a human or a Catan?" the mimic asked.
Qin Mo knew that the Catan mentioned by the mimic was the Star God. He did not respond immediately, but instead thought about his time traveling to this world.
There was no change in body or appearance, not as far as he knew.
There had been a dream before, in which I was traveling among the stars, devouring stars and souls, and then suddenly I was hit by something.
Qin Mo told the dream to Mimic.
After listening, the mimic analyzed: "That should be you... It's the memory of the caster. It seems that some extremely powerful energy shattered his consciousness and integrated his power into your body... So you There will be black lines on the body.”
"It makes sense." Qin Mo nodded in agreement. He recalled that when he came to this universe and woke up, there were black lines on his body.
It's like someone secretly tattooed himself while he was sleeping.
"But you are still the Forger." Mimic said, "Katan does not have where I come from and where I am going, but I can think about what Catan is."
"Tell me about it." Qin Mo put down his quill and listened carefully to the Star God's philosophy.
Mimicry continued: "Power and rules are Catan. As long as you can use the power of the Star God and twist the laws of physics, and represent a certain law, that is Catan."
"Do you think I am a human or a star god?" Qin Mo asked.
After hearing this question, Mimic thought carefully for a while, and then replied: "You are probably a new species."
Qin Mo thought carefully.
As he was thinking, the mimic continued: "But you are the caster, because if you die, the laws of casting will be lost in the material universe. But you are not dead, you are still alive, so you are the caster."
"You should also do some things about the Star God, such as finding and reorganizing the fragments of the Star God... I'm not saying that because I want you to help me."
"Of course, powerful star gods like the Nightbringer should not be reconstituted, you should eat them. If you see the pieces of the Deceiver, eat it before it speaks its first words, otherwise you will Know why it has such a bad reputation among our kind."
After talking a lot, the mimic was silent for a moment, and then spoke again: "If you help me escape from imprisonment in the future, then I will work for you. Although my force is not strong, the Night Holder can be killed with a scythe. I chop it into pieces..."
"Okay." Qin Mo nodded in agreement, "Then you have to help me, at least take the initiative to provide prophecies and let me observe the situation in a certain corner of the universe."
"Of course, that's what it should be." Mimic agreed.