Chapter 162: Warhammer: What Do You Mean You Conquered the Zerg

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Protagonist:

Lin En

Lena

Luna did not speak.

She stood there, her expression shifting.

She also knew Lin En was speaking the truth.

She had been a technician for so many years, had seen countless data on Green Skins, and of course knew what "Wo Xun Si's Power" was.

Lin En's experience was indeed something she could not match.

But she was unwilling to easily give up this opportunity.

After several seconds of silence, she spoke, her tone softening a little, but still carrying reluctance:

"How about this: I'll be Expedition Marshal, you'll be General, responsible for executing the battle plan."

She looked at Lin En, squeezing out a smile.

Lin En: "......"

The whole scene fell silent for a second.

The Nobles on Luna's side had wonderfully expressive faces.

Some lowered their heads, pretending not to have heard.

Some frowned, wanting to speak but stopping.

They secretly sized up Lin En's expression, wondering if this Governor would flip his face on the spot.

Not only did she want to be Marshal, she also wanted Lin En to work for her for free?

By then, the lion's share of the honor would still be hers?

This was too......

Shameless, right?

Lin En was somewhat speechless, then smiled helplessly.

He indeed coveted the resources Luna had just mentioned.

So much equipment and manpower—if used for the Expedition, the odds of victory could increase by at least thirty percent.

But the other side's stupidity exceeded his imagination.

Just what did Yi Su see in her?

And he absolutely could not give up the position of Marshal.

So Lin En could only patiently continue negotiating with Luna.

The two debated for a while over "whether experience and honor matter more, or resources and strength matter more."

Luna insisted she had resources and equipment, plus the support of the Machine Cult, which were the fundamental guarantees of victory.

Lin En countered that he had experience and battle achievements, and unique insights into dealing with Green Skins—those were the keys to victory.

Neither could persuade the other.

Finally, Lin En sighed.

"Since Regent Luna is so confident," he said.

"How about we decide who becomes Marshal through a fair competition?"

Luna's eyes lit up.

"What competition?"

Lin En walked to the wall and pulled up the Holographic Star Map.

The screen showed Brevis, Dolido, and that point of light between them—

"Kal II."

He pointed at that Space Station.

"To launch an Expedition against Dolido, no matter what, we must first take Here."

"This is the Green Skin's outpost, and the best choice for our attack springboard."

He looked at Luna.

"Let's just compete: who takes Kal II first?"

Lin En continued:

"Whoever wins becomes Marshal; the loser must willingly help the other complete the Expedition."

Luna answered without hesitation: "Good! Deal!"

A smile of certain victory appeared on her face.

A tiny Kal II—with her fine equipment and the Machine Cult's great army, taking it would be easy as pie.

Lin En smiled and nodded.

On the surface, he was elegant and every inch a gentleman.

Inside, he had already begun to laugh darkly.

Luna had fallen into his trap.

Lin En had long since summarized an insight.

When competing with others for the same Target, rather than striving to achieve the Target, it is better to first deal with the opponent.

Commonly known as an off-the-board move.

If competing against normal people, like Lei Ou or Karadong, he could still compete fairly out of humanitarianism.

But what was there to talk about with a Tzeentch Wizard who doxxed him and still wanted to kill him?

Although he couldn't directly kill Luna now, that would trigger a civil war and throw all of Brevis into chaos.

But giving her a little trip-up was still doable.

He waited until Luna had fantasized enough, then suddenly spoke:

"By the way, Adult Luna."

Luna looked at him, the smile still on her face.

"I seem to have not yet formally recognized you as Regent King, right?"

Luna was a bit dazed.

Just now Lin En had been calling her "Regent Luna" all along!

Suddenly changing his tune?

"What do you mean?" Her voice carried wariness.

Lin En did not answer.

He just raised his hand and clapped.

Clap, clap, clap.

Three crisp sounds, especially clear in the quiet Hall.

The Door of the meeting room opened.

Three people walked in.

The one in front was Leo Saint Galus, direct descendant of Supreme King Karadong, Grand General of the Vanguard Army.

He wore that Vanguard Army general uniform, deep blue military dress crisp and neat, the rank on his shoulder epaulets polished bright.

His chest hung full of medals, from the Upper City West District Campaign, from the Bing Yuan Qing Xun, all honors personally bestowed by Lin En.

Every medal glittered under the lights.

His gaze was resolute, his steps steady, every step full of vigor.

Completely different from the disheveled man covered in blood locked in a cell a few days ago.

Behind him followed two people.

Gus, Deputy Officer of the Governor's Mansion, wearing an exquisite formal suit, a professional smile on his face.

Some nobles trembled instinctively upon seeing him.

Bishop Anthony Douglas, Shengjiaojiao Gongzuo of Zhong Cheng Qu, wearing white sacrificial Gowns, holding a scripture in hand, solemn and reverent in expression.

Lei Ou walked to the center of the Hall and stood at attention.

He did not speak.

Just looked at Luna.

Those eyes were calm as a bottomless pool of Ice Water.

But the underlying anger and hatred could not be concealed.

Luna's face instantly darkened.

"Traitor!"

"How is he still alive?!"

"Wasn't he said to have defected?!"

The nobles on Luna's side instantly exploded.

Some even stood up directly, pointing at Lei Ou and cursing him out, their voices sharp as pig-killing screams.

Some timid ones turned Pale Face, instinctively stepping back, nearly knocking over Chairs.

More exchanged glances, their eyes full of terror and Confusion.

Wasn't it said that Lei Ou was being chased by his Family and had already died on the Ice Plains?

Lei Ou stood there, letting them curse.

Utterly silent.

Lin En stood to the side, watching this scene, the corner of his mouth hooking up.

Regarding Gus and Anthony going to the Forbidden Wall to prove Lei Ou's innocence, he had strictly blockaded the news.

In the entire Main Hive, only Lin En and Goodwin knew this.

Even Carter didn't know.

Now Lin En only made the news public.

The effect was immediate.

Luna also knew very well in her heart what Lei Ou's appearance meant.

The Family Heads of the Saint Galus Family through the ages were all passed down to male heirs.

This was tradition and rules, an iron law written in the family code and engraved in the bones of every generation of Saint Galus people.

Even if she now sat in the position of Regent King, and had the Machine Cult backing her.

But as long as Lei Ou was still alive, and Lei Ou was still innocent.

His possibility of inheriting the Supreme King would always be greater than hers.

Moreover, Lei Ou was no ordinary "male heir."

He was a real hero who fought his way out of the Forbidden Wall.

The Upper City West District Campaign, the Bing Yuan Qing Xun, those medals, those military achievements, were all real.

Moreover, the other party was originally Karadong's designated candidate, and the old ministers in her household had long been psychologically prepared.

She could not compare with any of these.

Those nobles who originally supported her began to waver in their gaze the moment they saw Lei Ou.

A private army commander was secretly sizing up Luna, his gaze complex.

A Holy Knight who had just submitted to Luna lowered his head to calculate something, his hands crossed on the tabletop, his thumbs unconsciously turning alternately.

Some retainers had already begun whispering to those beside them, their voices kept very low.

But the occasional gaze drifting over made Luna feel like sitting on pins and needles.