Chapter 79 The original body is preparing to celebrate his birthday??

"My lord said, Calga brought him a gift." Sicarius organized his vocabulary before speaking, "I would like to ask, Fecris, do you know what the gift is?"

There was a trace of confusion on Felix's broad and resolute face, and he shook his head.

"What kind of gift? I've never heard an adult talk about it."

Sicarius observed Phikris's expression, catching every trace of expression to make sure that the other party was not lying.

The two have known each other for decades, and Sicarius also knows Phiklis very well.

Fikris has a rectal temperament and it is difficult to hide his inner thoughts.

That is to say, this guy doesn't have a lot of money, and his emotions are mostly on his face.

Judging from his appearance, it was obvious that even he didn't know about this matter.

It seems that this matter is kept highly confidential.

Even he and Feikris didn't know.

Sicarius realized that he couldn't get the answer, and he didn't want to waste any more time.

Feikris turned around and left, leaving a confused look on his face.

When Sicarius walked away, Phicles turned to look at the members of the Honor Guard on the side.

"Do you think we should also send gifts? Maybe the master wants someone to give him a gift? After all, he lived ten thousand years ago. I know it from some books."

"When the original body was in the Great Crusade, his mother would celebrate his birthday with him and give him gifts. Maybe the Emperor at that time would also give him gifts."

"Now the Emperor has been silent for ten thousand years, and the mother of the original body has long since left this world, so no one gives him gifts. Calgar will appear very happy to give him gifts."

Phikris, who was wearing power armor, spoke in a serious tone, speaking with seriousness.

The members of the Glory Guard wearing Terminator power armor turned to look at Ficris who was speaking, and a big invisible question mark appeared on his head.

Send a Gift??

To the original body??

Still celebrating your birthday??

This question is really a bit too big for their old and thick-headed minds.

Fighting greenskins, fighting Chaos, and killing traitors, he is very good at this.

Giving gifts for birthdays is a cognitive blind spot.

"Perhaps you should ask Reddy. She is the economic advisor of the original body. She has been traveling between the edge worlds of the empire and the imperial bureaucracy all year round. She is also an ordinary mortal. She may know these things."

said the member of the Honor Guard.

"That makes sense." Phicles nodded and agreed with the proposal.

After realizing who he should go to, Ficris told the others to hold their posts.

Go to the bar on the Macragge's Glory to find Reddy.

The Glory Queen-class battleship Macragge's Glory is more than 20 kilometers long and can be said to be a mobile space city.

There are a large number of crew members, ordinary soldiers, mechanical priests, Titan knights, servants, etc.

In addition to combat units, there are also recorders, artists, composers, and state church priests in the cultural field.

The expedition launched by Guilliman was not only a war, but also a major movement to reform the human empire.

The most important point of reform is to change human beings from the root of their thinking.

Let mankind regain its previous self-confidence.

For this reason, Guilliman can only take these artists, composers, etc., and let them go to every world on his behalf to preach his ideas, and let the people cooperate with the imperial team to transform the world.

Public opinion is really important.

If you tell a lie a thousand times, someone will always believe it to be true.

Guilliman must ensure that the initiative of public opinion is in his own hands, and he must stand on the moral high ground, so that he can move forward and retreat freely in the face of the imperial bureaucracy.

There are also those recorders, their role cannot be underestimated.

Responsible for recording everything and writing a complete history of the empire.

History is a very useful thing.

People can learn a lot from history to avoid the same trap again.

There are so many ordinary people here, so naturally they need a place to relax.

During a boring journey, a simple bar with all-you-can-drink is undoubtedly the most relaxing place.

The bar was packed with people as always.

In addition to those recorders, poets, artists, and composers, crew members and soldiers who were on rotation also gathered here, hoping to get a little time to relax.

Some people here are here to listen to stories, some are watching performances. Some are enjoying obscene carnivals in dark corners.

Everyone is chattering.

Men and women occupied every table, most of them were playing cards, but some of the more enthusiastic guys were giving impassioned speeches.

An Anglican priest was in the corner of the bar, preaching to people about the emperor's deeds.

"The Emperor said there is light for my people to survive, so there is light in the dark universe."

"The Emperor's power is unimaginable. He loves every human being deeply, and he has never given up on this, even if he suffered for humanity."

"Those regiments in Natal are really awesome. They have won the most victories so far."

"It is said that a young man named Hawke, when the entire front line collapsed, counterattacked carrying the double eagle flag and pulled back the defeat. It sounds awesome."

Several men and women who looked like soldiers were playing cards and talking about the news they had heard.

"The new economic model should be more in the hands of the empire rather than the hands of individual families."

"How long do you think it will take for the Primarch to fight this battle??"

Ruidi is also in the bar. Her unique wild and unruly temperament attracts the attention of many members of the opposite sex.

She is one of Guilliman's many advisors.

It belongs to the economic field and is responsible for researching a systematic economic operation method to help the original body control the economy of the empire.

"Can I invite you to dance?" A well-dressed man with oily hair and pink face came over and asked in a gentleman's tone.

Ruidi took a sip of the wine in the wine glass, and then poured the remaining wine on the other person's sleek and meticulous hair.

"Don't waste my time anymore, I'm not interested in idiots like you. Find a bitch that likes your poor little bug."

Red wine flowed from the other person's head, and the other person's expression quickly changed from shock to anger, and his face suddenly turned red.

"You humiliated me, woman. My name is Parhor Dorji, and I am the sixth marquis of the Dorji family. Apologize to me, otherwise you will pay the price."

Reddy spat on the ground contemptuously, "I refuse to apologize to the idiot."

"Go to hell, Bichi." The man slapped his hands angrily.

But before his slap could land, he was caught.

A huge black shadow enveloped him.

The quarrel here attracted a lot of people's attention.

Originally some of them were making noises, but now they all kept quiet.

The two bartenders turned pale with fright and dared not speak.

Parhor Dorje turned around and saw a Primaris Space Marine wearing steel armor standing behind him.

It was the other party who stopped him from attacking Reddy.

"Feifei, Mr. Chris." The man was so scared that he could not speak clearly.

"Bullying women is not a good thing." Fikris's voice was very low and full of oppression.

He let go of the man's slender hand, which could be broken with a little force, and asked the other person to retreat into the crowd.

"I need your help, Reddy," said Phicles.

"It's an honor, Feikris, thank you very much for your help." Reddy smiled.

"I am saving him. Your body has been strengthened. If you do it, you will hurt him. I think you don't want any hurtful scandal to happen to his economic adviser." Fikris said.

When the man on the side heard this, his face turned even redder.

Being saved by a Primaris Space Marine from a woman was undoubtedly a huge laughing stock.

But Reddy and Fikris ignored him and walked straight out of the bar.

In the corridor outside the bar.

"I've got a problem," Fikris said.

"What's the problem?" Reddy asked.

"The Primarch is getting ready for his birthday."

Reddy:????
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