Warhammer: From the Devouring C'tan Fragments

Everyone looked at the head that turned to ashes in the hands of the Star Lord, and felt that the Star Lord must be in a bad mood at the moment, so no one dared to disturb him.

Only Gray sensed something strange about the Lord of Stars. It was probably because the mechanical head he offered did not contain any information useful to the Lord of Stars.

Gray couldn't help but ask in a low voice: "My Lord, is there no useful information in this guy's mind?"

The stunned art student heard Gray's question and nodded in agreement: "This guy is a loser. The only thing he remembers is how to command his men to fight. He has no information related to technology at all.

Even the little technological knowledge I have is a joke to me.”

Gray heard the Star Lord confirm his suspicions and said to the art student apologetically, "My Lord, this was my error in judgment. I failed to understand this guy's true identity. I beg you to punish me."

The art student waved his hand at Gray and said nonchalantly, "Forget it. I didn't hold out much hope in the beginning anyway. After all, it's impossible for someone in this world to come all the way here to give me something valuable."

Gray couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief when he heard that the art student had no intention of blaming him. After all, he had sent a gift to the Lord of Stars, but ended up making a joke of himself. He had already lost face.

The art student continued to speak to the crowd, "Although the knowledge held by the Mechanicus's high-ranking officials is of no use to me, it should still be very helpful to you."

After the art student finished speaking, he tapped a few times at the personal terminal mounted on his arm, and then sent the information sorted by Gaia to all the senior leaders under his command, including Medog, York, Tulas, and others who were not present.

Everyone received a reminder from their personal terminal and found that a message from the Lord of Stars had been transmitted to their personal terminal. However, although everyone present was curious about the message transmitted by the Lord of Stars, they still did not choose to check the content immediately.

After all, the data occupied by this piece of information alone shows that there is a lot of content in it. I am not a star lord like a god, so it is impossible for me to check all the information in just a few minutes.

If you check the information here and miss the instructions of the Lord of Stars, it would be a sin and disrespectful to the Lord of Stars.

"Thank you, Lord, for your reward." Everyone thanked the art student in unison.

The art student waved his hand nonchalantly: "This is the reward you deserve."

The art student looked down on the data in Archimonde's mind, nor did he have the idea of ​​taking everything for himself. No matter what it was - its value would only be reflected if someone used it.

The artist raised his hand, and three more data access ports appeared. Under the artist's control, these three data access ports slowly floated towards Gray and the other two. Facing the floating data access ports, the three of them respectfully took them with both hands.

After the art student and the other three took over the data access port, he continued to speak to the other three, "Next time you encounter someone from the Mechanicus, you can directly use the data access port to read their memories. You won't have to bring back their heads, and avoid bringing back another piece of trash."

"Yes, my lord." The three of them solemnly put the data reading port into the backpack of their power armor.

After hearing what the art student said, Gray's face turned red. Obviously, Gray felt a little ashamed for bringing back a piece of trash and wasting the Star Lord's precious time.

The art student cast his gaze towards all the managers present. His voice was calm and firm. "The losses and gains of this war have been calculated. We must also properly handle the aftermath."

"Yes, my lord." Hearing the order from the Lord of Stars, everyone answered in unison, their voices uniform and filled with awe and loyalty to him.

The art student nodded slightly in satisfaction. He then turned his gaze to Hawgood and the others and said solemnly, "We must ensure that the compensation for the soldiers who died this time is properly provided. We must ensure that the compensation is accurately delivered to the families of every soldier."

This is not only a respect for their sacrifice, but also a responsibility to every soldier's family. We cannot let these heroes' families fall into hardship or even destitution after their sacrifice.

Otherwise, how can we be worthy of those brave and selfless soldiers who fought so bravely and selflessly? In the future, no one will be willing to join the army, and no one will fight without regard for their own lives."

Although the art student felt that he was very selfish, he did not want the sacrifice of those who were willing to fight and sacrifice for him to be in vain.

I also don't want to discourage those who are fighting for their ideals. Otherwise, I won't have the qualifications or the dignity to continue holding high the banner of humanity, and I'll be no different from the current empire.

Facing the gaze from the Star Lord, Hawgood quickly and respectfully replied, "My Lord, please rest assured. We will take the compensation work seriously and ensure that every pension is delivered to the soldiers' families in a timely manner. We will never let the families of any martyrs be neglected, nor will we let other soldiers feel disheartened."

Although the dead can no longer see, those who are still alive can see it. People are emotional animals and have their own thoughts. Since you all treat your dead compatriots like this, if I die like this, what will my family do?

The morale of the army will gradually decline. When facing the enemy, I can just fire a couple of shots as a token of my respect, and that will be enough to justify the salary given by the Lord of the Stars.

The art student nodded. He knew that Hawgood was a capable and loyal man, but he still reminded him, "You must understand that compensation work is not just a task, but also a responsibility and a commitment to the soldiers. Only in this way can we inspire more people to fight for their ideals.

But ideals are also realistic. If one cannot provide a wealthy life for their family even if they work hard, many people will choose to give up.

Hawgood took a deep breath and said solemnly, "My Lord is absolutely right. We will keep it in mind. The relief work concerns the vital interests of the soldiers. We dare not slack off in the slightest."

The art student nodded slightly. He believed that Hawgood would handle the matter.

After all, Hogood is now in charge of the government affairs within the entire galaxy, and he handles government affairs in an orderly manner without any mistakes.