The Bizarre Adventures of the Oil Man, but Starting with Warhammer 32K

Li Ang was silent for a moment, then said:

"I need to check your Rogue Trader permit."

It was naturally impossible to carry such a precious treasure with him. Leon followed Holo back to the other party's flagship and asked the other party to show him the Rogue Merchant Permit issued by the Emperor himself.

Apart from being a little new, Leon didn't find any problems with this license that contained a drop of Emperor's blood.

But Li Ang was still worried.

"If you want to cooperate, your merchant fleet must submit to my comprehensive inspection. Every ship, every cargo hold, even the crew list and the logbook must be reported to me."

This request is almost humiliating.

Let alone the Rogue Traders authorized by the Emperor, for any Rogue Trader family, allowing outsiders to board the ship for inspection is tantamount to handing over the family's secrets and dignity.

This is simply treating them as potential traitors or pirates.

However, Holo's reaction was beyond Leon's expectations.

"No problem~ Sage, please do whatever you want to investigate. Our fleet welcomes you at any time~"

"Including having the Astartes divided into small teams and land on your transport ship to monitor the entire process?"

"Of course, isn't that as it should be?"

She agreed so readily.

But no matter what, Li Ang has no better choice now.

"Very good, prepare as soon as possible, we will set off in half a month."

Holo's smile deepened, as if she had already seen through his doubts, but didn't care.

"Then, happy cooperation~"

She bowed slightly and said, "I look forward to working with you in the future."

This mysterious female trader disappeared as mysteriously as she had appeared.

With nothing else to do, Leon returned to the forge, waiting for the forge general to deliver the gene seeds he promised. But within half a day, another person came to visit.

"Who is it this time?"

Li Ang was only worried that some unpredictable and troublesome character would appear again.

"Uh, he said his name is the Great Sage Kaul, and he hopes to visit you..."

Li Ang, who had been lacking interest at first, suddenly became excited, and the speed of the change in momentum scared the captain.

"Quick, please invite my director of the research department in!"

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Caul walked slowly into the foundry ship.

For someone who owns a mechanical ark, the forging ship in front of him is nothing special to Cawl.

But Kaul's attention was still drawn to the ship.

To be more precise, it was the people on the boat.

He carefully examined the soldiers of the Second Legion who occasionally passed by him, his gaze lingering on their arms, which were obviously a lot stronger than those of other Astartes.

It was not until the servitor responsible for guiding him reminded him that he had arrived at the reception room that Cawl realized that he had unknowingly reached the end.

He walked into the reception room, looked at Leon for a moment, and then let out a long sigh.

"Sage Li Ang, perhaps surprising people is your gift?"

"Which aspect are you referring to?"

"Both. Whether it's how quickly you put the technology I gave you into practice, or your impact on the situation on Mars and Terra—I never imagined you could maneuver and profit from it this way. Even I find it eye-opening."

Li Ang laughed: "It's not easy to get your praise."

"Perhaps, but on the other hand, you completely forgot the other point I reminded you of."

Kaul had warned Leon not to be so aggressive. As a sage and a heretic, he should remain low-key.

"Even standing behind the ultimate wall, your movements have made you the focus of too many people's attention, haven't they?"

Faced with Kohl's suggestion, Leon could only shrug his shoulders.

"Great Sage Kaul, you know that some things don't depend entirely on our thoughts. At least when things come to me, I won't choose to back down."

Kaul showed an expression of agreement, but he still emphasized: "Then now, you should at least hide something."

"That's exactly what I intend to do now, keeping a low profile. The High Lords' Council has formed a new chapter, and I will follow them to the chapter's home planet far away from Terra... Speaking of which, Archsage Cawl, are you interested in my next plan?"

Caul's mechanical eye flickered slightly, but he finally shook his head.

"I'm just here to remind you, not to pry into your plans."

Leon chuckled softly and deliberately lowered his voice: "But what if I told you that I helped choose a... mysterious planet as the battle group's home planet?"

Kaur was clearly intrigued.

He swore that he was only here to remind this brilliant sage once again, lest he perish.

But faced with the mystique of a like-minded person, he couldn't suppress his damn curiosity.

"How mysterious is it?"

he finally asked.

Leon didn't answer directly, but instead raised his hand to signal Kaul to look toward the corridor outside the reception room. Through the observation window, several soldiers from the Second Legion were patrolling silently.

Cawl's attention was once again drawn to these Astartes.

He had been wondering since the first time he saw these warriors, whether these warriors had some similarities with the creatures cultivated from a certain unspeakable sample in the Original Blood Stack in his hand?

But he wasn't sure, and there was no chance to confirm it. He could only sigh, "I didn't expect these Astartes to be so compatible with the tendon cables. When I experimented with them myself, they always overloaded."

"I thought you would focus on the peculiarities of these Astartes themselves."

Leon replied.

Kaul realized that Leon was hinting at something and turned back to look at Leon. But Leon didn't say it clearly, he just said:

"Their place of origin."

He was not lying. The place he chose was exactly the star region where the Blue Star was located.

The place that Veritus saw as inaccessible due to the warp storm was exactly where the black dragon Mirabereas was located.

He certainly wouldn't say it so clearly, but this feeling of unveiling had already set the coolant in Kaul's body into action.

"Some rocks are not meant to be moved."

Call warned.

"We have to uncover it to find out what's underneath, don't we? What this galaxy lacks most is enterprising companions."

"You are..."

Call chose his words carefully. "You're inviting me to participate in a quest that might be considered heretical."

“I’m inviting a true scholar.”

Li Ang corrected him: "To pursue the truths that have been deliberately buried."

Kaur didn't answer, but his excitement was written all over his face.

The surging desire for knowledge in his heart urged him to accept Leon's invitation to accompany him. However, the mission given to him by the Emperor and Guilliman told him that he had to finish some things at hand first.

"I need a moment."

Finally, Cawl said, "Give me the sector coordinates and I'll come find you."

"Is this a promise?"

"...I'll evaluate it upon arrival."

"I will try to build a world of my own there and await your arrival."

Leon understood that caution was only a facade. This Great Sage was not much different from Horus when he met the Emperor: "With your wisdom, you will naturally make the right choice when the time comes."

Kaul looked at Leon deeply, as if he was thinking about something.

After a moment of silence, he said, "In that case, I don't mind investing more in you."

He took Leon out of the forge and returned to the laboratory of his mechanical ark, the Iron Wraith, which was also docked on Mars.

Leon watched him fiddle with the Thinker for a long time, and finally took out a data floppy disk.

"What is this?"

"Some... experimental ideas I have for modifying the Astartes. If you've been so successful with tendon cables, perhaps you can find some ideas for other applications."

He pushed the data floppy disk into Leon's hand: "I will test this result when I get to your place."

“How can I tell if I’m producing results?”

Leon asked.

This question made Kaul ponder for a moment, and then he waved his hand and summoned a freezing chamber that contained something unknown.

"The key to the success of this technology lies in whether it can revive a severely injured Astartes. This cryostat contains a severely injured Astartes who is almost impossible to wake up. You can use him or other seriously injured people to practice your mastery of the technology."

"I'll keep it in mind."

Kaul nodded with satisfaction, handed over the control of the cold storage to Leon, and signaled Leon that he could leave.

The moment he stepped out of the Iron Wraith, he heard Cawl say to him, "Keep in touch, Sage Leon."

These words sounded like a clarion call of victory to Leon.

Very good, this way, even Dora Kaur can't escape from my palm.

Even if he doesn't completely belong to his own Forge World, won't he still have to leave behind a million or eighty thousand Primaris Space Marines as toll?

Li Ang couldn't help but hum softly.

Kaul's visit seemed to mark the end of everything in the Throne World. After that, Leon encountered no more unusual events.

He successfully obtained the 1,500 gene seeds that Kubik had traded privately and returned to Terra. The merchant fleet summoned by Holo was gradually gathering in Terra's spaceport.

Chapter 235 Farewell and Departure.

Leon led Cooper and Amidel in conducting a detailed inspection of these transport ships, but ultimately found no problems.

This put his mind at ease for the time being.

Leon asked Neos to cooperate with Joan of Arc to select a group of talented people from the Crusade Army, and the rest were released back to Terra.

These selected people and the Undead Army totaled one million people. These people who would become the cornerstone of the new world boarded transport ships and began to prepare for the voyage.

At this point, all that was left was to set off, but before leaving, he had to say his final goodbyes to some old friends.

Kurland was the first to approach him.

The soon-to-be-appointed Chapter Master of the Astartes Alliance was a very busy man. Since all mortal armies were now under the management of the Military Affairs Department, he had to communicate with the Military Affairs Department daily based on the latest information collected by the Astronomican Society, discussing how the Astartes and the Astra Militarum should be jointly deployed.

Even so, when he knew that Leon was about to leave, he still took the time to go to the spaceport and meet Leon for what might be the last time in a long time.

The Venerable Fearless from the regiment also came to visit with him.

Kurland was deeply moved by this sage who had provided great help to the Imperial Fists and even rebuilt the framework of their legion.

"I still hope you can stay. We have long been as close as brothers, just like real brothers."

"Even if I don't stay, we're still brothers, aren't we?"

"Of course, my brother," Kurland admitted.

Looking at Leon, Kurland thought of the past, and of the Diamond Star that buried the entire Imperial Fist.

He remembered the sky there was always obscured by smoke, the earth trembling under the ravages of the battle moon, and he remembered standing in front of the last line of defense, watching his brothers fall one after another.

The despair and anger at that time nearly burned his soul to ash. This despair and anger turned into a raging hatred when he discovered that the Imperial Fists had been deliberately weakened and abandoned by the High Lords Council - the pain of betrayal was deeper than any physical injury.

For too long, these emotions had bound him like shackles. He lived only for revenge, and he fought only to prove the Imperial Fists' worth.

Even rescuing Terra was just a mission he had to complete, not out of some lofty ideal.

but now……