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Chapter 3040 Balanced Cheese

"I didn't expect these things to be hidden in the Nessen galaxy... Is this really the home planet of the Astartes Chapter? Greenskins, Short Men, Hrud... I think it's a complete alien nest.

!Are all the judges in the empire blind?"

In a scarred cruiser of the Third Legion, Eidolon was angrily receiving treatment from a pharmacist while saying to Lucius, who was staring blankly at the Blade of Ral not far away:

"You can feel it, right? That kind of power, I need to talk to the original body."

Lucius didn't even turn his head, he just said lightly.

"That's your business, I have other things to do."

"The loss is so big this time..."

Eidolon looked at the rows of bright red numbers on the screen. The fleet sent to attack Nessen 5 was basically wiped out. Originally, he wanted to let the fleet of the Fourteenth Legion hold back the enemy's fire network, and then they took advantage of the fire.

But I didn't expect that this would be the result.

The hidden defensive power of the Nessen system was far more than he expected. When they fled from the Nessun V in despair, only two of the several strike cruisers survived. Now they can only intercept the Eldar with the outside.

The forces of the fleet were combined. Anyway, the Fourteenth Legion had spent a lot of money this time and attacked Nessen and Brakato at the same time. Now the Eldar ships should be dealing with them.

"...That bastard Fabius has gone somewhere. He talks pretty and pretends to be dead when he really wants to do something. The whole legion is in a mess. How can I make a plan!?"

Eidolon's full of complaints did not attract any attention from Lucius, and he did not even care about the other party's insinuations about him. Instead, he sneered and put away the Blade of Lal.

At this moment, a nervous voice suddenly came from the communicator.

"Master, we are rendezvous with the response fleet."

"Pick me up to the Dark Poet."

"yes."

Soon, a distorted voice sounded.

"Chief Lord Commander, we have not encountered Aida's fleet. They do not seem to have any intention of reinforcing the Naisen system."

"oh?"

Eidolon once again encountered an unexpected situation. He touched his chin and said:

"Do they think the fleet of the Fourteenth Legion is more threatening? But I remember Typhons said that he would only send a small fleet, or... the Eldar actually don't want to care about the affairs of humans at all? That's interesting

Now, does Soshiyang have a conflict with his Eldest Concubine? Or is it that he can no longer control the royal court?"

Suddenly, the bridge shook violently, followed by a continuous sound of sirens.

Eidolon quickly stood up.

"What!"

"Master! The fleet...the fleet of the Eldar! There are so many of them!"

At this time, roars of anger mixed with surprise also came from the Dark Poet.

"Where did these Eldar come from! Damn it! What is it! Why are they behind us-"

Before he finished speaking, there was only a burst of disturbing noise from the speaker.

"The Dark Poet... was destroyed!"

Eidolon was dumbfounded when he saw the huge Stygian Butterfly appearing on the screen, and Lucius, who was not far away, also frowned.

"It turns out they have been waiting for us..."

"No, no!"

On the other side, in the kitchen of the Chapter Monastery, which still maintained its wartime state, Dogo waved his hands and stepped forward to try to get rid of the people behind him, but Rozim soon appeared in front of him and bent down.

, clasping his hands together, he said with a humble expression;

"Our big and tall brother Doge, you are the only one who can save me now."

"Those are the capital of my business! I have been hanging around with you for all these years and I haven't even made a fortune. I finally saved these."

"Borrow, borrow, it's not like I won't pay it back..."

"What do you want in return? Who told you to pretend to be a saint when you left Crocodile City and give all the money you finally earned to the poor, otherwise it would be like this?"

Rozim really has no choice now. He just secretly transported all the cheese in the warehouse to the Hrud people, and then Luco came to take over the command of the monastery. This is actually nothing. The key is,

He emptied the cheese inventory of the entire chapter monastery fortress, and the purpose cannot be explained to outsiders. This stuff is also one of the more expensive daily foods, because the chapter uses it in important celebrations and weekly meals.

They are all special cheeses. They are often used in the Astarte restaurant. There is also a little in the Servant restaurant from time to time. These fifty tons are basically a year's supply. Now they are emptied by Rozim. In just two days.

Fortunately, after a long time, the gang will not be able to eat cheese, and they will definitely become suspicious. After all, Rozim really did secretly embezzle the gang's food funds. If this matter is to be exposed, although Luko may not expose it.

How is he, but this person is not familiar with Rozim, so the best case scenario is to detain him and wait for Soshyan to come back to deal with it.

And no one can tell when Soshyan will come back. If the 1967 War is not over yet, then he will have to be detained for 67 years, which is no different from being in jail.

In this case, Rozim can only seal the hole as soon as possible, but special cheese is not cheap. It must be purchased from the high-end food traders. Take Gant cheese, which originally had the largest inventory in the battle group, as an example. This is produced by

Since the recent Agricultural World Gant No. 6, the current market price of Neisen No. 4 is 10,250 promethium coins per kilogram. If it is 50 tons, it will require 512.5 million promethium coins.

What is the concept of this number?

As a special-level servant of the Chapter, Rozim's monthly allowance and various subsidies add up to about 13,000 promethium coins, while Nathan IV, the most common third-level civil servant, has a monthly salary of only 3,500 promethium coins.

Although he is the owner of the restaurant and can handle tens of millions of dollars every month, in fact most of the funds are strictly monitored and statistics are regularly collected, so it is not easy for him to start. Although he made a lot of money in Crocodile City

assets, but in the end, except for some jewelry and clothing that Sisna took away, he distributed most of the property to the poor.

This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! So faced with this serious "sky patching" plan, the only one he can turn to is Dogo, because this short man recently sold a bunch of automatic turrets and a lot of equipment

After giving it to the war group, he should have 100 to 200 million in funds. Rozim will then ask other members of the war group to borrow some, and collect about 300 million to buy a batch of high-grade cheese, and then buy a large batch of low-grade and inferior cheese.

You should be able to muddle through.

"Hey, Fatty."

Suddenly, a lazy and sticky voice sounded. At first, Rozim didn't pay much attention and still pestered Dogo. However, when Chuanquluo, who was washing the bucket, heard the voice, he jumped into the bucket and turned the bucket over.

.

"Fat boy~"

Dogo also noticed and patted Rozim's hand.

"Oh, that cat thing is calling you."

"ah?"

Rozim turned around and saw a fat cat with fluffy orange hair lying lazily on the cupboard, its tail swaying, and the cat's face showed very human disdain.

"Why are you here? You're not..."

"I can come when I want, but you still have two brushes. You can actually stop the slaves of Slaanesh."

The royal cat Garfield looked at Rozim with a half-smile, then stroked his beard with his paw, and said slowly:

"Her Majesty the Queen asked you to go to the royal court, tidy up, prepare to go there, and get on your broken ship."

"Ah? Her Majesty the Queen..."

"What are you pretending to be, shouldn't you already know?"

Rozim scratched his face with his hand.

"But I'm in a bit of trouble now..."

"Huh huh huh."

Garfield flicked his tail vigorously, and with the flash of psychic energy, several huge metal suitcases appeared on the chopping board. Rozim walked over and opened it to see that there were neatly stacked promethium coins inside!

"this--"

Rozim's eyes widened, then he raised his head.

"Really or not?"

"I have no interest in forging the bark of apes. His Highness left a lot of it to eat dust in the royal court's treasure house. It was said to be funds for special activities, but Jin Yuwei rarely used it... use it to solve your problem.

Please excuse me and leave quickly."

"Okay!"

Rozim immediately became energetic and greeted the others.

"Hurry up and bring the box. I'll contact the Chamber of Commerce and we'll get the matter done right away!"


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