Chapter 541: Collecting Taxes and Recruiting People

Perturabo successfully won over the war captain Hope and taught him how to perform a full set of genetic surgery.

Hope learned quickly under Perturabo's teaching, and it was time to find some people for Hope to practice with.

The combined fleet of the Death Army and the Space Marines was anchored at the edge of a galaxy, which was one of the places where the Carcharhinus collected blood taxes.

Now Perturabo took Bashar and Hope to the surface of the planet.

Hovens IV, a world where precious minerals can be mined. Because of the Creator's bad taste, the minerals in this world are concentrated in half of the planet, and the other half is only hard stones of little value.

Therefore, this planet also constructs two completely different areas with the distribution of minerals.

The places where the minerals are concentrated and rich are occupied by various mining stations and factories. The richest here are not the nobles, but the factory owners who can grab more profits in the mines.

These factory owners run powerful armed forces, and use exquisite distribution and division of different groups to send down the contradictions, and finally make their rule as stable as Mount Tai.

The factory owner maintains the most basic living conditions for the workers, and the main resources are invested in the security army. These armies that obey the orders of the factory owner have been transformed and strengthened.

The other half of the planet is a super prison covering the entire continent. Both the guilty and the innocent are thrown into this desperate big dye vat. They will use the most crude and bulky equipment to chisel stones to maintain their insignificant life value.

The aircraft landed on the platform of a luxurious building, on which hung a huge golden double-headed eagle. The building is mostly pure white, with the whiteness of high-quality marble, and there are also exquisite reliefs in various gaps and corners.

The building is illuminated by the searchlights installed on the ground, and it looks brilliant and holy. Outside the building is a large lawn surrounded by high walls. These lawns are tended by sprinklers and modified robot servants, showing lush green colors at all times.

Outside the high wall, the tallest and largest building is the cooling tower. Various thick pipes are intertwined around the cooling tower. Under the shadow of the pipes, there are those disorderly shanties.

The desperate black and the white buildings form a strong contrast. In the dark mine and the flying dust, the dirty workers can't see the sacred and huge golden double-headed eagle on the building.

Perturabo was the first to get off the aircraft, followed by Bashar and Hope, and several veterans who followed the action. In front of them was a group of transformed mortal soldiers, wearing clean white armor, standing in a team on both sides of the platform, with a soft and new red carpet in the middle.

The master of this world, a strong man who can be seen from his face that he has undergone expensive life extension surgery, welcomes the arrival of the Space Marines.

The man and his guards have seen the Space Marines many times, so they don't show great excitement and shock like other uninformed mortals.

After properly saluting the Space Marines, the man noticed that many of them were unfamiliar new faces.

"Hello, great angels of death. I am the humble servant of the Emperor, and I am in charge of this planet."

"Don't give me your useless words, we are in a hurry. Name! And tax!" Perturabo stamped his feet impatiently, and the man also hurriedly switched his state, pretending to be efficient.

"My name is Lanco, please wait in the hall for a while, your arrival this time is too abrupt, I am not ready yet, give me two hours, I will pay the blood tax in full."

Perturabo glanced at Bashar, asking Lanco's words whether they were reliable. Bashar also replied to Perturabo's question in the channel, "Lanco is a very capable loyal servant of the Emperor. The quality of blood tax he provides in the nearby galaxies is the best. The next time blood tax will be collected will be in 5 years."

Perturabo nodded and asked Lanco to prepare the blood tax quickly. He and other space warriors also went to the hall to wait.

Time passed by minute by minute. Before the two-hour deadline, Perturabo remained calm. He could even savor the wine and tell other Space Marines on guard how to make the wine taste better.

But after two hours, Perturabo, who was still talking and laughing, immediately pulled his face down. The strong dissatisfaction he exuded made Bashar and Hope feel terrified. Not to mention the ordinary servants waiting for orders in the room.

"You! I give you five minutes, go and call your master! I want him to know how shameful it is to waste time!" A loud shout almost scared the mortal servant to death. The mortal servant with trembling legs also showed amazing courage, controlled his weak body, and ran out of the door.

Perturabo walked around the hall angrily, and stepped on the luxurious tiles one by one.

Four minutes later, the factory owner Lanco rushed in with cold sweat on his forehead. Before Perturabo could react, he slid to his knees in front of Perturabo and kowtowed to ask for forgiveness.

"Honorable angel! It's not that I don't want to pay you a blood tax! It's the hateful aliens that appeared in the warehouse! My security guards tried their best to fight them, but they couldn't repel them!"

"What?" Perturabo looked at Lanco's sweaty face coldly, lifted him up with his hand, and a cable on his arm pierced Lanco's scalp.

Realizing that Lanko was not lying, Perturabo dialed Lin Fan's communication and asked if they saw anything in the void.

"I was just about to tell you that Efreni and her commander saw clues to the missing ark on this planet in the psychic prophecy."

The communication was interrupted, and there was only a harsh buzzing in Perturabo's ears. He did not hear the second half of Lin Fan's words.

"Bashar! Hope! Get ready for battle, and you, Lanko! Take all your men and go with us!"

Perturabo removed an implanted chip from Ranko's wrist, observed the structure and design with his eyes, and took out a bunch of metal parts from his backpack.

No one could see Perturabo's movements clearly, and an identical chip appeared in Perturabo's hand the next second. Using a cable to connect the two chips, Perturabo obtained all the data.

He inserted the chip into the armor, and all the information Lanke had suddenly appeared in front of him.

"Let's go, there's a battle here that we need to solve quickly."

Khan, just back from burning Prospero. (In the early days of the rebellion, Khan couldn't tell who the traitor was, so he left and said goodbye)