After Qin Mo had made a good offer, a female noble stood up and bowed to Qin Mo and saluted: "With all due respect, we have no status or property anymore."

Then the female noble turned to look at a middle-aged man with a big belly next to her: "Sir Laurel is the richest noble on Tyrone 2, but he uses all his money for rewards and military pay.

So that the soldiers can persevere in the most difficult times."

The female noble looked at another noble: "His family is prosperous and has produced many famous generals in history, but now he is the only member of his family who is still alive."

The female noble continued to talk about the current situation of other nobles.

Obviously, the loyal nobles aboard Tyrone 2 were not just loyal, they really gave their all.

After quietly listening to the female noble narrate the situation, Qin Mo said: "Your loyalty to the emperor and mankind is touching. But what I mean by retaining wealth and status is to retain your status and status before the war.

wealth."

After hearing this sentence, the nobles whispered, a little surprised. It was as if they had just been treated coldly by someone, and then were rewarded by that person.

"I will conduct a fair statistics." Qin Mo continued, "I will give you as much wealth as you all had before the heretics took control of the planet. But this money is not from me but from people who have taken refuge in the heretics.

The nobles come out."

"Those of you who have been deprived of your status by heretics, I will restore your status, and those of you who have been deprived of your honor, I will also restore your honor."

"But I cannot resurrect the dead among you. They sacrificed their lives heroically for the Emperor and humanity, and will be commemorated together with those who died in this war."

Qin Mo had already thought about this series of decisions.

The existing nobles on Tyrone II are not very influential. They may be very wealthy, but they will not control the army or a certain area before joining the resistance.

If it weren't for the nobles who controlled the army or the area who either defected to the heretics or were killed in the conspiracy, the resistance army on the Tyrone 2 would not have gone into the sewers to fight guerrillas.

Donna and her father also controlled the knight to wade through the excrement water.

The status and wealth of these nobles were restored and they no longer had the ability to rebel.

After hearing all this, the highest-ranking member of the resistance aristocracy, the marshal with the blood of the last governor, stood up and saluted Qin Mo: "You will have our loyalty, Lord of Tailong."

"You will also be rewarded for your contribution in this battle, including others. I will directly control your world, and of course I have to shoulder my obligations to you. These are what I should do." Qin Mo said with a smile.

.

At this point, the discussion on whether to directly control Tailong 2 is over.

Qin Mo then talked about a series of next decisions.

Clean up the remaining enemies on Tyron 2, conduct a fair statistics, and the Resistance Army will be converted into the Planetary Defense Force...

There are also larger-scale decisions.

The vicinity of the Mandeville Point in the galaxy will be designated as a galaxy defense zone, and a celestial-sized fortress will be built in the defense zone.

Build a giant teleportation device in the orbit of the star so that dimensional teleportation can spread to the three worlds of the Tyrone galaxy and every ship.

Plans are made to build more warships...

Everything in the Tyrone Galaxy is on track.

…

night.

Qin Mo wrote documents to prove the identity and honor of the Lannis family or other families.

The rules among the nobles are a headache, but fortunately every noble seems to have thought of this and provided detailed written guidance.

After writing, Qin Mo will send these documents to the officers of the First Army for review. Most of them are from noble backgrounds and are familiar with these rules. There is no need to worry about "traps" in the guidance given by the nobles.

But Qin Mo didn't want to understand these things. In addition, he had learned Gothic a year ago, so he felt dizzy when writing.

"It's really troublesome." Qin Mo put down his quill and looked out the window.

The night in New Cato City is no different from the day, because there is no sunlight in the bottom nest.

But the city looks pretty good, like a steel jungle, with various screens or lights of various colors placed on the buildings to make the city look warmer.

In Qin Mo's opinion, this city is not very good.

Everyone can only use synthetic ingredients to cook and eat. If you leave home and go to the streets, you must be scanned by sentinel drones. Everyone must take psychological tests regularly. Even going for entertainment must be approved by the main control intelligence.

And arrange logistics machinery to inform you.

These conditions are also the conditions for all new cities in the entire hive world. In the future, the cities in the other two worlds in the Tyron system will also be the same as here.

“Well done.”

"Before you fully regain your strength, let these humans protect you so that you will not be killed by the Necrontyr or other fragments of Catan."

A voice suddenly sounded in Qin Mo's ears.

Mimicry uses the communication method between star gods to allow these two sentences to be broadcast among the vast stars using the stellar magnetic field.

"Don't disturb my work." Qin Mo stopped fishing, picked up the quill and continued writing documents.

"Do you consider yourself a human or a Catan?" the mimic asked.

Qin Mo knew that the Catan mentioned by the mimic was the Star God. He did not respond immediately, but instead thought about his time traveling to this world.

There was no change in body or appearance, not as far as he knew.

There was a dream before, in which I was traveling among the stars, devouring stars and souls, and then suddenly I was hit by something.

Qin Mo told the dream to Mimic.

After listening, the mimic analyzed: "That should be you... it is the memory of the caster. It seems that some extremely powerful energy shattered his consciousness and integrated his power into your body... So you

There will be black lines on the body.”

"It makes sense." Qin Mo nodded in agreement. He recalled that when he came to this universe and woke up, there were black lines on his body.

It's like someone secretly gave himself a tattoo while he was sleeping.

"But you are still the Forger." Mimic said, "Katan does not have where I came from and where I am going, but I can think about what Catan is."

"Tell me about it." Qin Mo put down his quill and listened carefully to the Star God's philosophy.

Mimicry continued: "Power and rules are Catan. As long as you can use the power of the Star God and twist the laws of physics, and represent a certain law, that is Catan."

"Do you think I am a human or a star god?" Qin Mo asked.

After hearing this question, Mimic thought carefully for a while, and then replied: "You are probably a new species."

Qin Mo thought carefully.

As he was thinking, the mimic continued: "But you are the caster, because if you die, the laws of casting will be lost in the material universe. But you are not dead, you are still alive, so you are the caster."

"You should also do some things about the Star God, such as finding and reorganizing the fragments of the Star God... I'm not saying that because I want you to help me."

"Of course, powerful star gods like the Nightbringer should not be reassembled, you should eat them. If you see the pieces of the Deceiver, eat it before it speaks its first words, otherwise you will

Know why it has such a bad reputation among our kind."

After talking a lot, the mimic was silent for a moment, and then spoke again: "If you help me escape from imprisonment in the future, then I will work for you. Although my force is not strong, the Night Holder can be killed with a scythe.

I chop it into pieces..."

"Okay." Qin Mo nodded in agreement, "Then you have to help me, at least take the initiative to provide prophecies and let me observe the situation in a certain corner of the universe."

"Of course, that's what it should be." Mimic agreed.
Chapter completed!