Chapter 247: From the First Sprout to the Soil

The heavy agricultural machinery rumbled and blew out smoke. The giant force feedback sensing equipment simulated the leg and arm movements of its operator. It was twenty to thirty meters long. The brown shovel was not comparable to Krieg's engineer shovel. Like Hercules Dongfan, it stirred the huge open space in the entire outer courtyard.

The soil was scattered everywhere. The vibration of the shovel broke the hard rock and turned it into minerals that nourished the crops. The scorched soil on the surface of Skadi was also crushed by the huge external force and turned into nutritious black soil suitable for wheat and corn to take root.

The roar of heavy equipment lasted for a whole month in the castle, and it kept cultivating the land that was so huge that a single mortal could not cultivate it in his lifetime.

Such actions have been going on in that land for a week. After the fertilizers, seeds, water, soil and heavy equipment from the agricultural world arrived, such mentally debilitating work has never stopped.

No one knows whether plants will grow on that land. Skadi has not had life for too long, especially on the cold and difficult to live surface. The large red greenhouse equipment installed half a month ago is using the geothermal energy of the castle to protect crops from being killed by the cold wind of Skadi, just like Alanbair protects that precarious world.

And Alanbair is arguing about this matter. Many rulers who used to be Skadi nobles have found the new nobleman and angrily commented that the reclamation work in Skadi is now a waste.

The huge amount of money for mobilizing heavy equipment should allow the factory to resume work, and water, soil, low-corrosion fertilizers and temperature control equipment that will be built later should also be stopped, and give priority to giving the people more life guarantees, and they still miss the time when they had actual territory. They are dissatisfied with the lord throwing materials in an uncertain situation. In any case, farming is not what the world should do.

They can use money and apply for supplies from the Empire to fill up the warehouses. The Great Whirlpool will soon make Skadi worth the Empire's money. They should not waste materials on reclamation and casting arsenals, otherwise the Empire will doubt whether they are intentionally rebelling.

Ridiculous, they are right. Although those noble families can exist without doing anything, those who have survived now are definitely not. After experiencing hardships and invasions, they have changed a lot. After all, nobles are no longer nobles. If they clearly seek to restore Skadi's industrial capabilities, they will start to help other worlds with OEM and other profitable activities again.

In essence, they can help Skadi in their favorite way. If it is not on the Empire's side, the proposals of those nobles will be "models".

Ailanbaier has no objection to this. Because the many situations he has experienced always tell him that although the Empire is powerful, there will be a day when the Empire will be unable to take care of itself, and then Skadi will have to survive on its own.

And at this moment, the commander of the Imperial Guard, who is the governor of the planet, is in a bad mood.

Alanbair put the thick brown paper between his legs, and the order of the Empire to stop the war. The stupidity of the Empire finally reached there, and the King of Skadi no longer had patience for those short-sighted nobles.

"Go away."

The nobles showed surprised expressions, either unbelievable or puzzled about what they heard. Some people asked the superman who was quite gentle and a little too popular in their concept. "What?"

"He told us to go away." Alanbair's tone was very strange, tough but without much emotional fluctuations, and the nobles left. After a slight creaking and footsteps of the wooden door being opened, the Lord of Skadi sighed as he looked at the truce request.

Even if he knew that thing would happen, when it really came, Alanbair's mood fell to the bottom.

Bad things kept coming. No matter how majestic he was, those advices like flies would continue. Although the troops were definitely in his hands, it would only take a few bullets to clean up those guys, but due to the fact that Skadi was in a state of disrepair, they no longer had the energy to do so.

Soon, the garrison troops from various star regions would leave. Skadi was facing the situation where the control of space navigation depended entirely on itself or the arrangement of the local military affairs department. Ailanbaier chose the empire, so he had to ensure that Skadi would never fall.

New external arsenals were built, agricultural production was carried out outside the manor, and basic supplies were guaranteed. In the case of monopolization of transportation supply lines by the enemy, the east still had good combat effectiveness.

Ailanbaier remembered very well the hellish situation when he took the castle. People bit and killed each other. When material things could not be satisfied, then human nature was nothing but a piece of paper.

When the war was over, the Warrior King, who had relied on that thing for a long time to act and live, also felt confused. When he came to his senses, he was still preparing for war as if he was cursed.

Ailanbaier didn't know how to live in that dark universe. At least in the next hundred years, chaos would come as expected. When the dark side of the empire came, Skadi, who was close to the vortex, would definitely face another catastrophe.

"He is not wrong. When those months come, the Skadi people will be more grateful to him, and even most of the worlds in that star region that rely on Skadi to prevent the invasion of chaos will be." He muttered to himself. Responsibility, victory, goals and many things that can't see the effect in a short time make the warriors who are mainly fast in strategy confused.

He is very powerful. This is an undeniable reality. But the real strength of the warrior lies in the Fangdong Sword. This is also the most powerful thing about the Space Marines. Those supermen can transfer to education and other industries anytime and anywhere to become a beacon that leads mankind. One day, the war in the entire universe will be extinguished. Then the only way for mankind to get out of difficulties will be warriors with swords, not a certain general...

As for the situation in the empire, only real warriors can lead people out of difficulties. As a mortal, Alan Bair will not be able to witness the return of the original body for a whole thousand years, and he has no interest in going there. Pilgrimage to Terra, otherwise the huge dark universe would not give him time to breathe.

When Lord Skadi was banging on the table, he looked bored and his thick winter clothes were stained with filth. He looked like a planetary governor, and he was clearly a tramp.

He sighed and looked at the small radio in the office. The thing was making a buzzing sound at the moment. "There's Lieutenant of the 4th Infantry Regiment Skadi, answer."

Alan Beyer replied. "Boy, stop making noise, hear me." he asked again. "Have you found it? The remains of the Space Marine in the east of the earth."

the lieutenant replied. "No, since he witnessed him falling from the high ground and leaving the fortress from Didong to the Ming Dynasty, the warrior seemed to have suddenly disappeared, and his body was evaporated by the castle engine?" He had just returned from Didong to complete the task assigned by the Sun Lord, Unfortunately, he found no evidence of the enemy's death.

"Obviously he is not dead. He is an emperor warrior who has been corrupted by chaos. I really hope he won't do crazy and stupid things." Alan Bair sighed. Those supermen don't need food. He can't do that by stealing food. Things were confusing to the warrior, and if those giants were already good at various tactics, it would be even more impossible to find him in the wilderness.

The lieutenant was silent, and then Alan Bair's mood, which had just improved, dropped. How happy was a lurking Chaos Space Marine?

The second lieutenant also felt uncomfortable and said. "He would lead his troops to search for him and try to find the guy during that time."

"No, no need. Finding him won't bring real benefits. No matter how powerful the Space Marines are, they can't do it alone. Obviously he can't make a difference. Now their energy should be focused on planning external production and weapons industry. Heavy machinery can allow a small number of people to meet the food needs of the entire fortress, but only production requires a large number of people." Alan Bayer stopped the second lieutenant's impulse with extreme rationality. Outside the radio, the young man also gave up on the matter. .

"Then when he comes back, boss, did the first batch of greenhouses fail to sprout? He saw that I was still not very happy. Isn't it difficult for Skadi to grow plants?" The second lieutenant asked, can a world grow plants? Whether it is livable in terms of pollution and soil nutrition, Skadi has obviously met the standards. After tragic death and sacrifice, it has met the standards...

At this moment, the second lieutenant couldn't help but ask. "Is Skadi dead?" What he was most worried about as a person living there was this. If Skadi still couldn't produce plants, it meant that the former hive city world still needed to import water, air, and food, and it couldn't. There is animal husbandry, and there is no possibility of being invaded by the enemy's monopoly materials for a long time.

"She didn't!" cried Alan Beyer. "She won't die either. Things will get better when the fertilizers developed by the new batch of genetic sages arrive. Those things contain most of the nutrients and can make plants germinate even if they are placed in water..."

"Boss, does that count as a child born by Skadi? They admit that Skadi is the only living thing in the world except moss and mice. She can no longer give birth to new life. Even if I spread the seeds all over Neither does her soil."

The second lieutenant's words were more sad than the words of those nobles put together. Alan Bairdong clenched his fists consciously, and the weak radio also jumped out of fire due to superhuman strength, and abnormalities appeared very quickly. After the smoke, sizzling sound and electromagnetic sound, it stopped running.

Alan Bair looked at the messy desktop. He had to admit that nothing was perfect in that world. Wouldn't it be the most difficult thing for him to let Skadi return to the embrace of the empire, let alone let her burst into life again?

Alan Bair sighed and walked out of the room, preparing to issue an order to others for Skadi to give up cultivating plants. But tomorrow, the outside of the castle was particularly noisy. When he opened the door, a golden Yongxuan ran around and struck. in him.

As a veteran, I felt tightness in my chest as soon as I came here. I rubbed my thick winter clothes, but the child who bumped into him needed more attention.

For the first time in her life, Miss Inquisitor felt what it felt like to hit a wall. Although she was not a woman, she had been fighting and training for many years, and her strength was even stronger than most ordinary people...

"Oh my god, what did he hit?" Lova rubbed her red nose, and Alan Beyer asked. "What's the matter, so agitated?"

Lova saw the castle owner and said consciously. "Lord Sun Lord! There are sprouts in the greenhouse!"

Alan Bayer did not correct her words, but said urgently. "Grub? Germ!" He smiled. It could be said that he knew the best news during that time.

"Then I don't have to ask for it, the plants won't run away!" He joked with a smile, but Lova gasped in reply. "There is an Astartes, an Astartes I don't know, who is in the greenhouse. He won't let anyone get close to the buds, and won't shut up. And they want to inform me, but the radio doesn't work!"

Alan Byrma was thinking about that madman. "Hagrid?" Then he walked towards the courtyard very quickly, and the Inquisitor followed closely behind...

In that courtyard, outside the first batch of greenhouses, red polymer materials and temperature control equipment were humming to help the germinated seeds survive the severe cold. At the same time, a large number of soldiers surrounded the greenhouses, and they did not refuse to take them. The warriors in the east are not worried about the buds being damaged. Are those seeds the first or the only ones that have adapted to the Skadi environment...

If it was destroyed, and they couldn't find that variety of wheat to cultivate again, Skadi's hope would be extinguished.

When the soldiers were at a loss, Alan Bayer came over. The Skadi veterans were getting out of the way and saluted the respected heroes. And when Alan Baier saw Lieutenant Falakshia driving several Riemanns, Nusi couldn't help but curse when he came. "Crazy, how did a Space Marine get all that stuff!"

Master Chief Catachan responded immediately. "Sorry, they were worried about damaging the plants inside, so they used Lemanus to block the sides of the greenhouse, and soldiers surrounded the front to prevent the enemy from escaping."

"That damn heretic used crops as a threat to keep them immobilized..."

Alan Bair was becoming more and more anxious now. After hearing this, he walked into the greenhouse, and the moment he entered, the Catachans were insulted by Alan Bair. "Don't follow!"

Military orders were hard to disobey, so those soldiers watched their heroic lords walk into it. When Alan Bayer stepped inside, he first felt the soft soil and the warmth brought by the focused sunlight, about 16 degrees, which was very long-awaited. Yes, the smell of grass and earth.

And in the soil, the old man Astartes wearing tattered armor, the two-meter-tall old man with red hair, slowly watered the crops with a watering can, maybe his care allowed those plants to sprout.

When he saw Alan Bair coming, he was not angry or mad, so he continued to water the crops until the soil was moist, small greens sprouted in the brown hell, and the green leaves were hung with dew, in Skadi, in that The universe, this is not the most beautiful scenery...

Alan Bair took out his sidearm, and Hagrid became vigilant. His Terminator armor had been completely damaged. The huge armor was less than 30% of its normal size. It was almost nothing more than a piece of rags. He would definitely be unable to resist. The castle master fired at any time, and Alan Bayer's actions made the old man's vigilant nerves tense!

But the Lord of Skadi asked if he would put away his weapon, lay the thing on the ground, and raise his legs to show his kindness.

"Did I do it?"

Hagrid nodded.

"He used to live in the agricultural world and take care of them every day. In his eyes, it was the most comfortable and stupidest confinement in his life, but now, he is completely obsessed with it."

Alan Bayer said again. "If I get caught because of them, he'll kill me, understand?"

Hagrid asked whether to spread fertilizer or not. "The death of his brother and the war left him with just a few years left. As far as a Space Marine is concerned, it makes no difference, he is already dead."

Alan Bayer said. "Then join his castle and take care of the plants in the first few years of my life. He wants to grow red grapes for that world to make wine in his lifetime!"

Hagrid looked at the young man in disbelief. "Can he be a heretic and believe in the Chaos Gods!"

replied the Skadi King. "I'm just an old man who likes crops!"

Is Alan Bayer so crazy and careless? Maybe one day he will suffer losses and have problems because of his stupidity, but he is still willing to give all human compatriots in that universe a chance. Compared with the emperor's silver light, he is It has flesh and blood, but is warmer.

Hagrid put down the kettle and hesitated for a long time. Then he touched the soft earth with his knees that had never knelt for the enemy in countless wars. The old knight knelt down on one knee.

"He is willing to redeem himself, but he knows that he is wrong in killing his compatriots and cannot be blamed. He is not willing to believe in the Corpse Emperor, and he will not join a group or settle outside the castle."

Alan Beyer replied. "He built a house for me in a greenhouse. From now on, I am not allowed to step out of the agricultural area, carry weapons, or wear armor. I also need to wear restraints at all times, which reduces the power I can exert. At the same time, I can become a A special farmer.”

Hagrid, the old warrior nodded. "He is willing, Lord, to become a mortal again." He said mockingly.