Chapter 776 Damn it, Valerian really wants to do archaeology
You know it, Uncle Augustus. My unpredictable father had always been suspicious and distrustful of others, but this time he believed it, and was extremely shocked and stunned, furious and furious.
Finally, like any autocratic, arbitrary father, Arcturus Mengsk made a harsh announcement to all his family members: He would never allow his son, his rightful successor in this world, to live in the next life.
Go and do the business of "living through the mud and rocks picking up rubbish". Valerian Mengsk has the potential to become a great leader, but he never realized it, and all I did was to make him
He takes fewer detours.
He is so good to me.
But unfortunately, the patriarch of this big family is still my grandfather Angus Mengsk, the father of the current emperor of the Tyranid Empire. In the stories I have heard, my great grandfather was unyielding before I was born.
A revolutionary fighter, he was the first to cry out against the corrupt old federation, and his status in the hearts of the Korhal people was not even inferior to that of the emperor.
People call him the father of revolution.
Ironically, there is a period of historical truth that is different from what people later understood. When my grandfather denounced the oppression and exploitation of other colonies by the Tarsonis Confederacy in the Senate of Korhal, he was in the prime of life and full of energy.
At this time his second son Augustus was just a child.
As the eldest son in the family, my father Arcturus was about seventeen or eighteen years old at that time and had just graduated from Stillling College.
I think that at that time, my grandfather also needed an heir to succeed him, inherit his seat in the Senate, and inherit Mengsk's huge family industry. More importantly, my grandfather needed someone to inherit his revolutionary cause.
Although the eldest son was so rebellious, deviant and arbitrary, his grandfather still wanted him to inherit his business. After all, he had no better candidate at that time.
But my father said no, he said he didn't want to continue his father's career and he didn't want to be another Angus Mengsk. He wanted to do what he wanted to do and his path should be his own choice.
Arcturus Mengsk's life belongs to himself, not to his father.
But I think if I said the same thing, my father would still be as angry as my grandfather.
Many people are spying on us, studying us, trying to figure out each Mengsk, trying to understand how this most prominent family in the Tyranid Empire rose, trying to prove that it is the unyielding common character of this family that makes them stand in Koprulu
top.
But what they said is wrong. I think it should be like this: the men in this family have such a spirit. They rebel against their father and go against him, like lone wolves who stray from the pack and never look back.
Below is another note from Augustus, which is very long: "I have admired Arcturus since I was a child, and I still do the same now. I have been following in his footsteps for the first half of my life. I am cynical and go my own way.
I imitated him and left my family to join the army, which almost made my old father angry to death.
Later, I began to mature and began to understand my father. Around the time after the Guild War ended, I returned to Korhal with the Demons of Heaven, took over my father's business, and started a rebel army.
We call ourselves the Revolutionary Army, the Sons of Korhal, and that's the beginning of the story.
Later, many people died, and those who survived established the Terran Empire half with dreams and half with hope. This is the story I have been telling you and your sisters."
At this time, on the other side, the strange thing is that Arcturus's anger has gradually disappeared, like a volcano that has just returned to calm.
He saw Valerian writing:
Although my father never admitted it, I think deep down he respected my grandfather more than he thought.
By the way, my grandfather will always be on my side.
When my father announced his decision, my grandfather immediately announced that his announcement was nonsense. In response, my father yelled that you don't understand anything.
I expected how things would turn out, but I still felt sad. Like many, many times in the past, they rarely had a time when they agreed, and this time they almost had a big quarrel.
Fortunately, my grandmother Catherine Mengsk is there. This pragmatic, confident, and elegant old woman is the person I respect the most. I believe that all the poetic and beautiful qualities in me come from her and my mother. My aunt
Dorothy is very much like her grandmother when she was young. They are just as tough, wise and charming.
Grandmother said to father: "Do you remember what Angus said about your determination to become a prospector?
Prospector? Digging in dirt and rock like the Kaimorian pirates? No, you are the son of a senator, Arcturus, and you are destined for greater things than prospecting.
And how did you answer, I don’t want to do great things, I just want to do what I like to do, not what you think I should do.”
Enemies of the Empire had to admit that Arcturus Mengsk was the most ruthless man they had ever seen, and there was no sign of weakness in him.
But only when facing one person, Arcturus Mengsk would sweat like a guilty child and feel ashamed, and that was the mother he was closest to, my grandmother.
Uncle Augustus, please tell her I love her.
The emperor's annotation appeared again. He may have read his nephew's letter with the same relaxed attitude as when reading a novel, and his language was as pungent as a bitter satirist: "This is a clever move, because Arcturus
I would rather admit that I was wrong than admit that Angus was right. Half of the Mengsk family are wolves, eagles, and lions, and the other half are donkeys.
Arcturus is a born politician, and politicians are two-faced. They must promise the same things to different people to gain support, and these promises may even be completely opposite and contradictory.
If anyone recorded Arcturus saying this, he would be shooting himself in the foot."
But the following sentence was what really made Arcturus blush. Valerian wrote:
At the end of the family meeting, it was my Aunt Dorothy who delivered the decisive blow when she said, I am very disappointed in you, Arcturus, brother.
In the end, my father did not get the support of any family member in this matter, and he ran away.
When he saw this, Augustus must have laughed sadly: "This day is a memorable day. Arcturus's nose was so angry that he was crooked, and his face was as red as a baboon's butt. His
The advisory secretaries were in trepidation all day long. Likewise, that day was difficult for any Imperial official who had to deal with Arcturus Mengsk, as he became more strict, demanding, and unapproachable than ever.
Favor.
But unfortunately, I was not in Korhal at that time and did not see it.
Arcturus rarely loses his composure, and few people can truly anger him.
It's such a pity that I didn't see Arcturus's expression at that time."
Seeing these words, Arcturus looked telepathically at Augustus's desk, and sure enough he saw that the other party was quietly observing his face. He thought that his expression just now was very exciting, and he guessed that it would be better to adjust the color.
The boards are all colorful.
Happy and angry.
No wonder that brainworm calls him the Dog Emperor.
Arcturus ignored Augustus, probably he never felt that his younger brothers and sisters had really grown up.
But because of this, Arcturus felt that no matter what annoying things he would see next, he had to hide his expression better. Maybe Augustus asked him to read the letter just for fun.
Yes, even the emperor was very bored sometimes.
Government affairs are still too easy.
Valerian continued: My dearest grandfather wrote me back, I think we have got Arcturus, he is acting like a defeated chicken, racking his brains to find him.
Compensatory measures will prevent his only son from becoming an archaeologist. Don't listen to him, he is old and confused. This is a great victory that belongs only to you, and we all support you.
My grandfather was right, but I also knew very well that even if he didn't get anyone's support, my father would go his own way and he would never back down on what he believed in.
My father could be a benevolent dictator when he thought he had everything under control, but when he found his authority being challenged by others, he turned into a man-eating beast.
My father tried to manipulate his life without me noticing, and sadly, I was just as smart as he was back then.
My father is authoritarian, extremely controlling, and difficult to please. If he is not a madman, he is a complete career maniac. But he doesn't know it, and even though he has so many shortcomings, I think I still love him.
Valerian.
January 6, 2504.
Since I started writing to you, this kind of thing has become a habit. Whenever I have free time, I start to write down my military life for entertainment.
Others have their own way of passing the time, and they still play a card game that you invented when you were in the army, whatever you used to call it, we call it King's Poker now.
You wrote to me that you wished to know more details about my life. Well, dear uncle, I hope you will not be bored while reading, since I have no talent for writing.
I am not happy to write about my comrades, although I hope you can get to know these ordinary and brave soldiers. Before I wrote to you, I wrote a little diary. Later, the people in the diary were either dead or seriously injured and disabled.
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The Tyranids were fighting a war with the gods, but they were sometimes superstitious, and I stopped doing that after that.
The new year has arrived, and I led my troops to escort archaeologist Jack Ramsey's team to the Crown of Lyrilac as planned.
Before this, my men and I couldn't understand what kind of dangerous planet it was and what kind of important scientific research mission it was that required an Imperial Marine battalion of hundreds of people to escort it. In addition, we even got
Support from a destroyer and full logistical support.
For the Marines, such preferential treatment is absolutely questionable. Of course, pie will fall from the sky, but it will not be the turn of the Marines.
When we arrived at Lyrerak's Crown, the planet was in the hands of a massive hive of the Fenrisian Swarm.
When Thagurath fell, the Duram Protoss was in chaos, and they had no choice but to surrender many worlds that lacked protection.
After we banished Amon back to the void, the protoss were free to slowly recover the fallen colony planet. But obviously, Durham was seriously injured, and they still had an El to rebuild. In comparison,
Worlds that are not important can only be abandoned.
It is extremely rich in crystal minerals and high-energy gas resources, and most of them are of high quality, enough to make my father rich overnight when he was a prospector.
But the current empire has many such planets, which have greater reserves and better geographical locations than the Crown of Lyrilac. It is obviously not worth our huge military power to capture it at present.
However, being a pre-Nerazim protoss world usually means that there are a lot of xel'naga ruins on the planet, otherwise they wouldn't be here.
In fact, Lyrelac's Crown is dotted with huge ruins left by the Xel'Naga ruins, and it's hard to imagine the former glory of those cities.
We have received news that there may be alien artifacts in Lyrerak's Crown. These magical ancient creations contain the secrets of the Rubik's Cube of the universe. So far, the inspiration we have gained from them has enabled the empire's new materials, smelting, construction, and artificial intelligence.
It has achieved rapid development in other aspects, and has benefited endlessly in the following centuries, benefiting all aspects, and this is still the tip of the iceberg revealed by Xel'Naga technology.
For example, Xel'Naga constructs have given us the ability to build even larger machines, some of which are war machines from top-secret projects even more amazing than Odin. Those new armor designs for the Gorgon battlecruiser are almost astonishing.
All the armor we were so proud of has become obsolete, like bronze to steel.
If not, that artifact can at least charge our xel'naga artifact.
Therefore, this is actually a rescue archaeological excavation project, and Dr. Jack Ramsey is the leader.
I have to say that Dr. Ramsey is actually a very interesting person. In some ways, he is even to my liking. The doctor is tall, a smart man, and plays cards very well. The important thing is
, he has unique insights into history.
Although it has nothing to do with this, I suddenly thought of something you said: The most powerful historians invent history, and the most powerful archaeologists create cultural relics.
My troops had little interest in archeology, although they all received a minimum education and were told to respect scholars - my father believed that the people knew too much and was not conducive to control, but Augustus the Great did not allow it in his territory
Illiterate, after all, one Tychus Finley was enough for him.
But I don’t think modern archeology is boring. On the contrary, I have been interested in aliens since I was a child squatting in the mud and digging for rubble.
Now we all know that Xel'Naga once built artificial celestial bodies like Urna, and left magnificent buildings on many planets. I eagerly want to know, how much can we humans learn from them?
Perhaps one day we will be able to use artificial warships like Urna to tear the planet from orbit and destroy it, just like the Protoss did to Sagulath.
I began to devote myself to the work, and soon, Rahim's team found the site. Although I had no understanding of archeology and lack of professional knowledge, I would sometimes join their ranks.
Look for the precious relics left by Xel'Naga in the huge palace-like halls and labyrinth-like corridors, and look for the mysterious technology that may exist in them.
This gives me the feeling that I am digging for treasure. I am as excited and happy as I was when I was a child.
I can always think of the many words my father said to me, which have been of great benefit to me. No matter what you want to do, the most important thing is to stay focused. If you don't want to do it, you have to do your best.
But I think my father may have a different view on this, and he may extend it to the idea that if you do something bad, you should never do it.
When the order to transfer me to the frontline troops arrived at Lyrilac's Crown, I was still not satisfied. As you must have known by now, I was going to the troops of General Alexei Stokov.
But until the troops to replace me arrive, I can't just leave Jack and his people on this planet. In fact, I even considered continuing to work here until they dig up all the secrets on this planet.
come out.
I finally got to go to the front line, but I was not as happy as I thought. An order is an order, and I have no right to refuse.
I really want to be an archaeologist, and I don’t care what my father thinks, he’s shit.
At this time, Augustus saw that Arcturus was red and warm again.
One of the two men wants to go mining, and the other wants to do archeology. Neither of them are fuel-efficient. In a sense, they are inheriting the legacy from their father. (End of this chapter)