Although Amnak did not mention the specific plan, it did open up Soshiyan's thinking, so he replied:
"It's true that you can do it later, Tyron will not be interested in it."
"Then I suggest you ignore the place for now. After Tyron passes through, you will find it convenient. Command Aida to strip the entire Farros and the mountain from the planet, and then find a way to transport it to the place you want, such as network or subspace transportation. Anyway, the Eternal Court has transported three Black Stone Fortresses, so you should be quite experienced in this."
Soshyan thought for a moment and nodded.
“Okay.”
Then he looked at the sarcophagus.
"Zahurash, just stay for a while."
“Time means nothing to us, we have patience.”
“It won’t last too long.”
After Soshyan left Farros, he and Amnak came to another peak of the Farros mountains, which was about fifty kilometers away from the Emperor Watch Castle, and you can see the city of Solanta shrouded in smoke from afar.
Soshyan sat on a huge rock, crossed his hands and supported his chin, his elbows pressed against his knees, leaning forward slightly, as if thinking, and as if observing, Amnak stood on his right hand, allowing the mountain wind to blow his hair, robe and yellow silk covered with a sword.
"I'm not sure that Zahurash can trap it, it swallowed seven star god fragments."
Hearing this sentence, Amnak blinked and replied:
"Without it, Faros will not work unless a replacement is found."
"So the best option is to keep it stuck inside Faros, but I want to find other fragments through it, especially the fraudsters, and many things are unrelated to it."
"If you can't give up Faros, then change your target."
"Outside? That place is very far away and there is no internet connection."
"But with Faros it's different. Star gods will sense each other, and maybe it can help you quickly reach the outsider's position."
"You mean, use Faros in search of the Star God?"
"The core of Faros is actually supermass entangled particles, which can maintain perfect coordinating with other particles scattered in the banking system. They not only affect each other to achieve instant data transmission, but also change the sympathetic frequency of other nearby particles, combine them with other entangled states to produce targeted and predictable effects. There is no more obvious particle activity in the Milky Way than the Star God. They are the hubs of the material world. Faros actually finds a Star God, but it only needs a technician who knows how to debug and use it."
"Ah, Amnak, you seem to understand it very much?"
"Theory and practice are two different things."
Suddenly, an existence popped up in Soshiyang's mind and soon found the feasibility.
"The technician who fears the dead... has such a choice, but she seems to be in trouble now. Well, it seems she has to find a way to get her out of Menak."
After probably having a thought in his heart, Soshiyang straightened his waist, put his hands on his knees, and sighed:
"Sousa, Emperor's Scythe, Alas, there's nothing to do. I can help them if they are less penetrated by gene stolen. So... Even if they have the most powerful power, it seems that there will always be troubles that cannot be solved, even God."
"The gene stolen person penetrated the entire battle group from the inside out, and it was reasonable to perish."
At this time, Soshiyang suddenly raised his head and stared at the sky. At this time, the night was quietly shrouded in the sky, and there was no trace of starlight. It seemed that the entire universe was trapped in darkness.
After a moment, Soshiyang whispered:
“It’s coming…”
"Sir! I am loyal! Loyal—"
Suffocating the traitor's screams into his broken head, the eighth company commander Wosuk sneered and wiped the axe blade with the other party's broken military uniform. There were nearly a hundred bloody corpses beside him, all wearing uniforms and belonging to the Shield Guard Station.
After the Eighth Company arrived at Shield Guard Station, they originally wanted to separate the crowd according to the planned process, and then used the servants brought by the monastery fortress to conduct detailed examinations and gene identification. As soon as Kovosuk arrived at Shield Guard Station, he realized something was wrong. The guards were too capable, and the officers made everything well, but in fact he knew very well that Sosa was not so professional, they were all lazy bastards who were spoiled by space warriors.
So he changed his plan, sent people to concentrate, and then transported them all to the ground.
This move caused an uproar in the company, which means that the Shield Guard Station will briefly appear unattended, relying on a single company of Space Marines, but Wosuk believes that it is acceptable. Relying on the servants to maintain the energy and weapon systems of the space station, and someone will soon take over.
But as soon as the order was reached, the rebellion broke out, as he expected.
The Space Marines, who were prepared, immediately launched a heavy blow to suppress the gene stealers who initiated the rebellion at a very fast pace. Due to their insufficient preparation and fewer personnel, and many bewitched mortals did not participate, the rebellion did not pose a major threat.
But this still had a huge impact on the soldiers of the Eighth Company. Their home was polluted by aliens and almost controlled their most important space defense station. The soldiers who were proud of Sousa's blood were unacceptable.
But Wosuk seemed very excited, even happy.
Because he has always hated Sousa people.
Born in the smallest and most distant world in the Sosa Galaxy, on the ice-flat highlands outside the plain where his relatives lived, one of the many tributary posts of the Emperor's Scythe stood. Before the winter of the ten-year-old, Vosuk was taken into the cold fortress and started his life again.
It was not until he became a battle brother in the battle group that he and his recruits set foot on the real Sosa.
Since then, Wosuk has been wondering whether the more fortunate Sosa brothers thrived in the training halls of the Faros Mountains from the first day they joined the team, and they, the outsiders, were kept out and not allowed to meet until the last moment, did the team's actions have always been deliberately done?
When the first breath of the air from Sosa native, some deep arrogance made Vosuk ignite from his soul—as is the case with all recruits from other worlds.
This became apparent decades later when he was promoted to the command level of the Eighth Company.
Wosuke is the only non-Sousa company-level officer in more than 900 years, but when he was promoted, he refused the former company commander's gorgeous hands to harvest sickle, but raised the motivation axe of his own fallen compatriots - real compatriots.
From this moment on, he was rejected by most company commanders, and he did not hide his resistance to Sosana's incompetent and boring peasant culture. (The Imperial Scythe is not only a problem of chicken thieves, but also a lot of internal forced troubles... I can only say that there are too many mediocre leaders in the subsequent battle)
So after his weapon was stained with Sousa's blood, Vosuk developed a unique sense of excitement and joy, as if he had been waiting for this moment for a long time.