Soshiyan learned in detail about the current livelihood and public security situation of the planet from the Governor, and then talked about the recent situation of galaxies and star regions. The Governor of the Planet was deeply worried about the recent active gene theft, and admitted that he was developing a plan to comprehensively screen "suspicious molecules" - mainly bald. After all, it is difficult to prevent the penetration of gene stealers, and it is difficult to play any role without taking heavy measures.
Hearing this, Soshiyang couldn't help but ask the other party about the activity of gene stealers in the Storm Field. The Governor of the Planet told him that since last year, gene stealer riots have frequently occurred in the major star areas of the Storm Field. Although the scale is not large, the scope is very wide. Even if more than a dozen Astartes teams have participated in the strangulation, the situation is still not optimistic.
Soshiyan also felt something was wrong, because Tyron's situation empire was also studied. Judging from the information available, the gene thief seems to have some mysterious connection with Tyron's nest fleet.
Is the gene stealer riot in the Storm Field suggesting something?
But after thinking about it carefully, he felt that there seemed to be something unreasonable here. Generally, gene thieves riots occurred when the Hornet Fleet was about to arrive. However, there seems to be no large Tyran Zerg Fleet activity around the Storm Star Domain recently. So are there other reasons for their early riots? Is this reason related to the Hornet Fleet?
Soshyan felt that it was necessary to call together the representatives of the Alliance of Suffering to hold a meeting to discuss and share their respective ideas and intelligence. However, Randor is still on the way to transfer the Sanctuary Star to immigrate, and Malakin has not returned from Bar, so this meeting still needs to be waited.
Finally, before leaving, he tentatively mentioned Ditrian's plan. Unexpectedly, the Governor was quite interested. After all, due to the active gene stealers, trade between galaxies has been greatly affected. Nesson IV is no exception and is in urgent need of a new economic blue ocean.
But Soshiyan didn't say it in depth, but just raised it roughly and left.
It was already late at night when he returned to the monastery fortress. He had just taken off his armor in the martial arts room, put on a long robe and opened the door of the room. Before he even tied his belt, a pair of jade arms wrapped around his chest. At the same time, a delicate and warm body that exuded the aroma of orchid and musk was also pressed on.
"Stinky husband, let me wait for so long."
This time Veronica's pajamas are thinner than before, and the whole is soft and dreamy purple spinning. The deep V-neck formed by the cross-body on the chest is decorated with a touch of snow-white visual dream. The waist is made of small pleats and a lace-up waist design, which not only shows her beautiful curves beyond ordinary women, but also shows her slim figure. Coupled with her slender and flawless legs, the whole person exudes infinite softness and charm.
After muttering, Veronica, whose long hair spread behind her and on her shoulders, raised her head, bit her lower lip, then gently opened her mouth, and said coquettishly with a blurred look:
"Not so late next time."
"It's a little bit too much today... That, madam, I haven't taken a shower yet, maybe..."
"No...this tastes...well, it's also very good..."
Suddenly, Soshiyang trembled suddenly, and a fire rose in his abdomen. Soshiyang picked up the other person in the waist without saying a word, and then strode towards the bed. Before he could get there, the thin pajamas had already fallen to the ground.
Ding ~
A few hours later, the night had not yet faded and the sky was still bright. A communication prompt sound from the head of the bed made Soshiyang open his eyes immediately, then pulled out his right hand from the entanglement of pink arms, and picked up the communication beads hanging on the side.
"What's up?"
When he tapped the communication bead to connect to the communication, the news came from inside made him glar.
More than ten seconds later, he lowered the communication bead, glanced at Veronica, who was covered with a soft blanket, and hugged his body as soundly sleeping like a kind of arboreal animal, and then slowly moved his other arm.
But before he could continue to move, Veronica squirmed for a while and murmured with sleepiness:
"What are you doing~"
"The leader of the Marakin battle is back. I'm going to greet him. You can continue to sleep."
Soshiyang kissed Veronica gently, and then the other party let him go and continued to sleep soundly on the bed where his body temperature and smell remained. Soshiyang also helped her cover her blanket before leaving.
Then he washed his body with cold water, put on the power armor, and took the Thunder Eagle to the orbit of the planet.
“Brothers Malakin!”
A Thunder Eagle marked with the wailer's logo landed on the apron, and when the ramp was lowered, Soshiyang walked up quickly.
Marakin, smiling, walked down the ramp and hugged Soshyan.
"Long time no see!"
"Yes, brother Soshiyang, it's almost two years."
The two of them let go, but they still grabbed each other's arms. Malakin carefully looked at Soshiyan. For some reason, he faintly smelled a unique smell, like some fresh plant, which should not have appeared on the Space Marine.
But it may also be that Soshiyan used some unique incense product, which he didn't take.
Then, Malakin smiled:
"Brother Soshiyang, it seems that you are very busy recently and your face is a little haggard."
"Ah, uh, okay... there are a lot of things happening recently."
The two turned around and began to walk side by side.
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"Honor Dante is so kind, it's just a simple task."
Maraka turned to look at Soshiyan with a serious expression.
"Brother Soshyan, this is by no means a slightest effort. The importance of the blood coffin to the descendants of San Gilles is almost equivalent to the genetic seeds. It is the most important legacy left to us by our father. It is not too much to pay attention to it, especially in the current turbulent time of the Milky Way."
"What about Santo Joel's Battle Commander?"
"Well, because they have made great contributions to the recovery of the blood coffin, the leader of the Dante War decided to let them stay in Barr for the time being. I will find a way to overturn the original ruling through the Inquisition, or to change the appearance as a new War Clan, so I can't guess."
"In this way I will feel at ease... By the way, the benefit of the Blood Coffin is that all the Holy Blood Angels battle groups can enjoy it, or......"
Facing Soshiyan's inquiry, Malakin shook his head, as if he was unwilling to answer this question, and then told Soshiyan another thing.
Chapter completed!