Deception is a behavior that takes advantage of unequal information to achieve some ulterior purpose.
Although many people label it as exclusive to high IQ, or shroud it in a mysterious aura of psychology, the most important part of it still lies in the words "information asymmetry."
Deception becomes possible only when you have some key information and the other party knows nothing about it.
Otherwise, anyone with normal intelligence is unlikely to be deceived.
Obviously, the dark side of the empire, which is completely cut off from the holy territory of the empire and cannot even communicate with the same star sector, is such a place where deception can be used unscrupulously.
Because as the only person who can travel faster than light in subspace, no matter what Moscat says, the planetary governor on the dark side cannot verify whether it is true or false, and can only choose to accept it all for the time being.
After all, the word "loyalty" is engraved in the heart and soul of every human being.
Once you are labeled as a traitor or heretic, it is not a problem that can be solved by killing one or two people.
Especially the huge fleet suspended in the orbit of the planet may transform from guardians and reinforcements into a terrifying counter-rebellion army at any time.
What's more, Moscat holds a trade license signed and authorized by the empire.
Don't think this thing is easy to do.
Only administrative agencies above the level of district governor are qualified to issue it, and it is definitely not something that just anyone can get.
Only those who have obtained the license are qualified to be called "Rogue Traders" and can legally engage in trading activities within the empire, and even contact alien races and civilizations, exchange technology and materials, and hire each other as thugs.
Although Moscat's business license is not the highest-level one signed by the God-Emperor himself, nor is it the second-level license signed by the Primarch of the Loyal Faction, it still has the seal of the Terran Council and belongs to the next highest level.
Third gear.
You must know that whoever issues the business license has the right to withdraw it.
For example, if a Rogue Trader's trade license comes from the Moff, then the Moff and his superior government agencies have the power to withdraw the trade license when deemed necessary.
Without a trade license, Rogue Traders can no longer legally engage in inter-planetary trade activities.
But if it was issued by the God-Emperor or the Primarch around the 30th millennium, then according to the law, only they are qualified to take it back, and even the Terran Council cannot forcibly deprive these trade licenses.
I am the kind of person who did all the work in my life when my ancestors launched the Great Crusade with the Emperor and the Primarch.
Rogue traders who hold this kind of trade license can basically do whatever they want as long as they don't betray the empire and the God-Emperor. They are the masters of the Yellow Banner of Old Terra.
Some can even hire a small number of Astartes warriors, and their strength is not much worse than the size of the army when the Damocles expedition was launched to fight the Tau, and it is even stronger.
In the eyes of the governor of Irons 6, Moscat is undoubtedly such a super rogue trader with a profound background and a special mission.
Because without the support of the Imperial Regent and the Terran Council, ordinary Rogue Traders would not be able to build such a huge fleet, and even the god's machine, the Titan Mecha, has more than twenty units.
After all, even a thousand-man Astartes Chapter would be equipped with very few giant war machines like this. Even if one were to lose one, one would feel distressed for a long time.
The number of soldiers equipped with small and medium-sized power mechas is so large that they can't even be counted. They can already be regarded as an elite mobile force that can determine the outcome of a battle.
Therefore, the Planetary Governor did his best to please this "big man" who should be a high-ranking figure in his eyes at the banquet. He even took the initiative to introduce the situation before losing contact with his own sector, as well as the relationship and importance of various families and forces.
The character clearly wants to hug this thick and strong thigh.
Moscat captured the opponent's psychology and fully demonstrated the devil's ability to lie, deceive and play with human nature.
Not only did he agree to provide all support to the planetary governor, including weapons, equipment, food supplies, and industrial machines, he also provided medicines that could satisfy people's desires and calm the strong anger and dissatisfaction in their hearts.
After just one gulp, the upper elite ruling class at the scene immediately felt its beauty.
Both men and women can't help but enter a state of drunkenness, but at the same time their consciousness is extremely clear-headed, excited, and sensory stimulation has quickly climbed to the top, and their nerves have become sharper than ever, as if they are even
Time suddenly slowed down a lot.
After more than an hour, the dignitaries at the banquet slowly returned to normal. They were sweating profusely, as if they had performed strenuous exercise.
The planetary governor even sat on the sofa with a tired look on his face and sighed: "Oh my god, this feels so wonderful. It's as if all the troubles and worries have left me, and my whole person has become relaxed from head to toe. If it
If it can be supplied in large quantities at very low prices as you said, not only will the cost of maintaining rule be greatly reduced, but the originally high crime rate in the hive city will also be alleviated."
"Haha, look, I said you will like it. Believe me, dear Governor Hulk, this is the greatest invention since mankind entered the 40th millennium. With it, there will no longer be any problems on your planet.
Any rebellion occurs."
Moscat raised the wine glass to signal, and then took a sip with a very elegant movement. The red liquid slowly slid down the corner of his mouth, as bright and dazzling as blood.
The planetary governor known as Hulk nodded with deep understanding: "Yes. With this kind of drug that can obtain satisfaction in the cheapest way, who would risk death to commit crimes or even launch rebellions.
All people will become a cog in the huge machine of the empire, clearly arranged from birth to death. This is absolute order! The most perfect and ideal social state."
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Hearing this sentence, Moscat burst out laughing: "Hahahaha!
That’s right!
That's it!
It can eliminate painful and troublesome emotions in an instant, and nip all resistance in the bud.
In addition, I also have many stimulants and berserk drugs that can improve soldiers' combat effectiveness and fighting will.
With these, combined with the weapons and equipment I gave you, you no longer have to worry about the orcs.
And I accept payment from human resources.
Well, this is a very good deal, isn't it?"
"I don't know how to express my gratitude for your generosity and kindness. In return, I am willing to send people to go with you to other planets in the sector, so that all the governors in the sector will be bathed in the water from the Imperial Regent and
By the grace of the Council of Terra."
Governor Hulk is obviously a sensible person, and he knows the purpose of Moscat giving him so many benefits, and he is also very happy to do this smooth favor.
"Awesome! With your help, my fleet should soon be able to integrate the resources and production capabilities of the Volk sector, and then use this as a springboard to connect the dark side of the entire empire and make all enemies who dare to take advantage of it pay the price.
"
Seeing that the target had taken the bait and was tied to him, Moscat's eyes flashed with a trace of amusement that was not easy to detect.
Governor Hulk did not realize what a terrible trap he had fallen into, but responded with a flattering look: "It is an honor for me to follow a big man like you from Holy Terra. I swear on the name of my family, I
I will definitely follow your footsteps and offer my loyalty to the God-Emperor and the Empire."
Moscat nodded pretending to be satisfied: "Very good. You are a smart person, and I happen to like smart people very, very much. I wish us a happy cooperation."
“A pleasure to work with!”
Governor Hulk raised his glass and touched it lightly, then smiled knowingly.
In this way, taking advantage of the complete loss of contact with the dark side of the empire, Moscat finally began to implement the huge plan he had formulated, and at the same time, the flame called ambition in his heart began to burn stronger and stronger.
And his filial sons and grandsons also began to sharpen their knives to compete for the future inheritance rights of the family.
It is foreseeable that this evil family that has been twisted by darkness has become a tool and plaything of Zuo Si from the moment it fell into Zuo Si's hands.
Whether it is the devil's eggs or the acquisition of more powerful power through sacrifice, they are all deliberately designed to guide the subsequent development of the story full of irony and black humor.
For Zuo Si, this was like directing a dark stage play, exploring and appreciating the evil of human nature.
This is not simply due to some bad taste, but another path to transcendence that leads to the source, a powerful force that can gain additional bonuses in any world or even the universe.
If he can become the embodiment of "evil" in the entire multiverse, then he can become the most powerful planeswalker in history.
Zuo Sike has never slacked off in the pursuit of knowledge and power.
It would be better to say that at this moment, he was explaining the current situation of the Tau Empire's sphere of influence to Saskel, who had just led the commercial fleet to visit again.
Every time a potential enemy is mentioned, the expression on this "little titanium girl"'s face will immediately give a series of quick and timely reactions such as shock, fear, panic, etc.
Although Saskier had expected that the situation of his civilization might be worse, he never expected it to be so bad.
Similarly, she suddenly understood why the powerful human empire chose to cease the war after only conducting the Damocles Expedition, and never had the slightest intention to start a war.
It turned out that the entire area ruled by the Tau was intended to be used as a buffer zone to ward off truly formidable enemies.
Especially after hearing about the origins of the Necrons and the terrifying level of technology they had mastered, Saskier felt numb.
In addition, there are the chaotic forces and endless demons hidden in the great rift in subspace, the unknown number of Tyranids from outside the galaxy, and the orcs who cannot be killed no matter how hard they try...
"So... our civilization has always been on the verge of extinction at any time? The reason why it continues to this day is completely the result of some coincidences?"
There was a very obvious vibrato in Saskier's voice, and he raised his head and looked up at the Milky Way star map projected in front of him.
For the Tau, this stereoscopic projection of the Milky Way alone is worth paying any price for.
After all, so far, they still don't know how big the Milky Way is, let alone the civilizations that are powerful and capable of communication besides themselves and the human empire.
Zuo Si smiled and asked: "Otherwise, what do you think?
To be continued...