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Chapter 777 Boy! Tyron Technology!

Augustus watched Arcturus's face change from red to green, then slowly to purple, then to black. His unpredictable brother rarely showed his emotions on his face. And now, Arcturus

Tours' expressions are as rich as a comic actor's.

So Augustus pointed out kindly: "Arctus, you look very bad."

He asked knowingly: "What's going on?"

"No, I'm fine." When Arcturus reached for his empty wine glass, he realized that he had almost finished the entire bottle of wine. People in the Mengsk family are fond of fine wine, but they don't know how to drink it anyway.

Get yourself too drunk.

But soon, Arcturus Mengsk put away his irritable mood and became expressionless again. Despite this, his gray eyes were still clouded.

Let's put it this way, Arcturus rarely even gets angry. The last time can be traced back to the old Federation's use of nuclear weapons to bomb Korhal. Later, as the cruelest revenge, he killed the many founding families who had caused all this.

The leader, as well as the federal military generals who carried out the bombing, were strapped to nuclear bombs and sent into the acidic swamps of Char.

Counting further down the line, Tychus Finlay was the one who came closest to truly angering Arcturus, more than once.

On one occasion, Tychus was accused of betraying state secrets and openly hung out with a female Umoyan agent.

However, after the agents of the Security Service took Tychus away for interrogation - the fixed process is usually a good beating and repeated mind readings, he had to admit that he had relied on his status as an elder figure to shake off (fabricated) Augustus.

Emperor Dou's little-known secrets and romantic affairs in exchange for money. In addition, he also lied about the empire having multiple unknown extinction-level military projects, scaring the intelligence personnel of the National Protectorate Army into silence for several months.

Have a good sleep.

In fact, this damn thing is much smarter than he wants others to think. Mr. Finley has long recognized the identity of the other party, and he is just playing with nothing, cheating money and sex, and others have to thank him.

From then on, dozens of Umoyan Shadow Guards sought his life day and night.

For a time, Arcturus was responsible for allocating the Empire's vast military expenditures, as well as paying for the Empire's vast number of classified projects and covert operations. In this regard, he was a stingy accountant and cashier, paying for any possible funding.

Overspending, falsification, and false accounting will make them furious.

One day, Tychus came to Arcturus's prince's palace, shut out everyone else, and claimed that he had "something big to do," implying that it was a top-secret mission assigned to him by the emperor.

In the military system of the Tyranid Empire, Tychus Finlay is a unique existence. He is the leader of the second team of Demons of Heaven. Apart from that, he does not belong to any army. He only obeys the orders of the emperor and is free.

The degree is very high. In the Empire's secret files, Tychus' identity is marked as an outlaw, a villain and a rogue, with no other home.

Arcturus approved a sum of funds for him. The amount was not large, but it was enough for a nine-member elite team.

It's just that the big thing Tychus claimed was to take his friends to New Sydney's bars to spend money. It is said that Mr. Ty, the Tyrant Superman, ordered twelve prostitutes and drank a gallon of beer in one night.

This group of genetically enhanced macho men and the gun king were fooling around for several days, and they were still running fast. When they spent almost all their money, they drove a boat to the Zerg territory and caught a small brainworm.

Offset.

The military and scientific research value of a Cerebrate is definitely worth the money Arcturus paid, because even though the Empire has a Cerberus swarm, it still cannot produce its own Cerebrate, and this highly intelligent individual is extremely cunning.

, difficult to capture.

The private sale of brain worms is illegal under imperial law. As for Tychus, he took advantage of a loophole, which was equivalent to selling a brain worm to Arcturus at a broken price.

This incident really made Arcturus very angry, but when it comes to tormenting people, it has to be the dog emperor. After Augustus heard about this incident, he was really ready to castrate Tychus and make him the third son of Korhal's palace.

A eunuch wanted to make him the chief eunuch, which scared the shit out of him and kept him quiet for a long time.

"That's good." Seeing that Arcturus recovered as before, Augustus said, "Otherwise, I will ask someone to find my personal doctor."

Arcturus waved his hand, indicating that the emperor did not need to call the imperial doctor. Then, he turned off the holographic projector, stood up and prepared to leave.

If you continue to look at it, this traitor will sooner or later piss himself off.

"Tell me about it?" Augustus was about to get up and leave at this time, and a group of attendants were coming to change the clothes he would wear for the ceremony.

The emperor's daily schedule is very full. At the moment, he is about to attend an important public ceremony. The imperial military is about to show their latest war weapons to the people. This will be the best recruitment propaganda.

"What did you say?" Arcturus knew what Augustus wanted to ask, but he didn't want to answer.

"Tell me what you think." Augustus said as he put on his robes: "It's about the tiles and not the letters."

"Very good, I need to have a good talk with him." Arcturus frowned, his forehead full of wrinkles.

He emphasized: "I have a disobedient son, and he is still a big boy."

"I'm not surprised at all. Young, immature, and naive, he was well protected by his grandparents and mother." Arcturus' expression was very strong when he spoke, but too many hand movements meant that he was not as good as

He acted so calm.

"Valerian lives in his own world, blind and ignorant, and sooner or later he will get a bloody head." Old Meng said more and more smoothly: "And that woman from the Pasteur family only knows how to cry, in this world

In the age of swords and fire, she taught her son to read poetry and sing."

On the other side, the emperor's attendants and etiquette advisors did not dare to say anything, but listened with their ears straightened.

For them, the scenes of Arcturus and his son having passionate exchanges are nothing new. This is the most authentic side of this illustrious family.

Husband and wife are harmonious, father is kind and son is filial.

"I thought you should praise him before saying this." Augustus showed a fox-like smile: "At least for fighting against his father."

"You should praise him."

"What do you praise him for?" Arcturus said a little defensively: "Of course, I have no objection. He can invest in history, science and even damn alien mysticism, and let a hundred or a thousand archaeologists do it.

He works. That's what a Mengsk would do, not do it himself and get his hands and boots covered in mud. Time is life, and every Mengsk's life should be used for a greater cause.

, just like me.”

Augustus put it succinctly: "Become a boring man."

Arcturus was silent for a moment: "No, that's not the case."

Lao Meng's words are very vague, and I don't know which thing he is denying. It sounds like he wants to say that I am not a boring person, but that is not important.

"Then you want him to be you." Augustus had already put on his dress, put on his medal, and waved his entourage to prepare the special plane for travel: "Become another Arcturus Mengsk. Just like

As Angus hoped back then, he insisted on making you his heir."

"Now we have all inherited Angus's career, but we will never be another Angus."

"I'm much better than him," Arcturus said.

"I have to admit that I was wrong. You are not boring at all." Augustus smiled: "So, you are admitting that you identify more with Angus back then than with yourself who had the courage to resist his father."

"I didn't say that." Arcturus denied.

"Come on." Augustus spread his hands: "Arctors, you open your legs to everyone, but you still pretend to be a pure and beautiful girl."

"He can do anything, I don't care! But Valerian can't do archaeology." If Arcturus is the tyrant who controls the Mengsk family, then his words are an ultimatum to Valerian.

, but in front of Augustus it was like being a rogue.

"I have no objection." Augustus had completely different educational policies from Arcturus, and he never thought of arguing about who was right and who was wrong. In his opinion, there was no question about what Valerian should do in the future, even

Neither will be a problem.

"Until Xiao Wa actually accomplishes something worthy of being called a great achievement, he will not engage in archeology."

When Valerian told Arcturus that I wanted to fight on the front line, the latter was afraid that one day he would be gone and his death would be worthless. But if Valerian said otherwise, I would go do archeology.

, then Arcturus would compromise and would rather his son go to charge into the battle.

Both brothers were silent for a while, and finally Augustus said to Arcturus: "How long has it been since you last spoken to him?"

"God knows, I don't care at all," Arcturus said.

"Don't deny it, old man, you control too much. One day, you and I will both die, and then you will still be able to control how they live." When Augustus walked out of the war room, he stood guard.

The Royal Guards Marines outside the door immediately saluted him, and the armor's servo system clicked as uniformly as a clock.

The sun fell from the tall glass skylights, and every imperial flag on the wall was shrouded in golden light.

"You sounded like your last words." Arcturus did not deny what Augustus said: "You are only thirty years old, and the existing technology is enough to support you to live to two hundred years old, and by then we will have already developed

Develop more powerful life extension technology.”

"Don't curse me, you will definitely die earlier than me, and your eyes will glow blue when you die, which is very scary." Augustus complained about his brother.

"Dark Templar Zeratul told you this?" Arcturus didn't understand the plot. Of course he didn't know how he died in the original storyline: "Those protoss always claim that they know everything.

future, but those are all lies to deceive the public."

"Tsk" Augustus would rather let Arcturus guess instead of telling him the truth.

He changed the subject and said: "But while I am alive, it is time to take away all threats to the empire, including Amon. I want to say that nothing is immortal, and gods will die. Those in Urnari are already dead.

Xel'Naga is proof of that."

With that said, Augustus pulled Arcturus and took the elevator directly to the huge apron on the upper floor of the palace. A huge royal transport ship arbitration machine was already ready, and each arbitration machine was equipped with a stealth module.

and rechargeable shields, which are expensive to build.

When Augustus boarded the spaceship, the airspace above the palace had long been cleared, and the layers of shields guarding the palace were constantly opening, like an onion being opened.

The Imperial Plaza was already overcrowded, with hundreds of thousands of people surging like a black torrent. The police from the Augustgrad Municipal Government and the military's marines had to work together to maintain order. And these people just came to attend the ceremony.

A small group of people, and even more people who came from other places, can only crowd around the square, and the number of people even completely blocks the traffic.

This is an extremely spectacular sight. Augustgrad, the most important heart of the Terran Empire, is still beating powerfully and is even more prosperous than before the war.

Looking down from a high altitude, the boulevards specially prepared for large-scale military parades look like snakes crawling with ants. All the white monuments, columns and statues are covered with brightly colored flags, hundreds of them.

Huge imperial flags were erected all over the square, making a sound like drums in the wind.

When a fleet of hundreds of Viking fighter jets flew over the Imperial Plaza, salutes were fired in the square and countless fireworks shot into the sky, which could be clearly seen even in the daytime.

During this war, the great cities of Korhal and Augustgrad swallowed up countless crystal mines and gases from all over the empire's territory, spitting out armor, cannons, and battleships.

It can be said that without Korhal there would be no empire, and without Augustgrad there would be no Korhal.

However, even for the high-spirited Korhal people, the long war was depressing, so they needed such celebrations to vent their stress.

Only at this time, Augustgrad, which has never stopped running, will stop to take a breath and rest. People finally get free time to cheer, eat and drink, and then take a good nap.

Never mind whether they are really happy about a certain victory.

Today, everyone came here to see with their own eyes the Empire's latest war machine - Xanthos.

"The ultimate trump card, land boating."

On the transport ship, Arcturus was introducing this war weapon to Augustus. In fact, he was the person in charge of the weapon development program.

"Xantos is mankind's greatest single war weapon after Odin. It is an extremely large super machine. It can carry a variety of weapon modules and is equipped with heavy attack artillery groups, including multiple sets of ground and anti-air lasers.

A gun crew, a flamethrower, an armor-piercing railgun, and a Vulcan blaster powerful enough to penetrate the armor of a Gorgon-class battlecruiser."

"Zantos also has an airport for deploying air superiority fighters, equipped with fighter hangars and missile nests. It can also accommodate an entire steel-hard Imperial Marine Corps and large mechas that can provide them with a complete set of fire support. Compared with

It is better to say it is a mecha than a movable weapons platform."

"Finally, it also possesses a killer high-energy laser weapon. The death ray it emits can incinerate hundreds or thousands of zerg into ashes in an instant. Swann's people call it the Musashi Ray (Mu).

"

"The most important thing is that compared to Odin, Xanthos can fly."

"If Swann did all this, then I won't have any doubts." Augustus nodded.

That Mrs. Mainho had full confidence in the design of him and his team. If he said that one cannonball could send Eamon's ass to the sky, then there would be no need for a second one. When dealing with machinery, Rory...

Swann doesn't get anything wrong.

"Very good, this is a monster, and only a monster can control a monster."

Suddenly, all the holographic projection screens in the Imperial Plaza began to turn towards Xantos, who was parked in the center of the square, and people began to cheer.

"The prototype armor plate equipped with Xantos can bounce off any direct attack." At that time, UNN host Donny Vermilian was warming up for the arrival of the celebration, but he acted more like he was talking about it.

Show work: "Kate doesn't believe it. A layman speaks in a layman's language."

"Don't listen to her."

People cheered thunderously.

"Now we invite Tychus Finley, the pilot of Xantos, to appear, a hero of the Empire and one of the legends of the Demon of Heaven."

Under the gaze of countless pairs of eyes, Tychus Finlay appeared on the stage, wearing a rare military uniform with medals on his chest, but he still looked like a gangster.

When looking at Xanthos, Tychus smiled like a child who got a new toy, or like a greedy catfish.

Odin?

So unfamiliar!

"This thing is truly the greatest creation in human history, bar none. Driving it around to do justice makes me burst into tears."

"I can't wait to drive it and fight Amon. Long live the Empire!"


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