StarCraft: Tyranid Empire.

Chapter 244 Egon Stetman
Although the official website of the local Wildlife Service stated that the dangerous large predators and poisonous creatures in this area were maintained within a "controllable" range, Augustus and his men still took adequate protective measures.

On Tyrador III, which is inaccessible, relic hunters and poachers are far more dangerous than beasts and poisonous insects.

It took them more than ten minutes to walk across a relatively flat platform, through a deciduous forest with a scrapped combined feller machine parked, and came to a small town composed of brick and stone buildings.

The layout of this unnamed town has an idyllic natural beauty. There are scattered colonial huts with criss-cross paths. All the main walls of the houses are made of irregular colored stones and industrial adhesives. Beautiful pebbles from a nearby river.

Locals use limestone to build their roofs, so these houses with colorful walls and gray roofs have become the iconic landscape of this town that may have long been forgotten by the federal government.

Affected by the local hot and humid weather and sometimes sudden cold weather, the locals also built chimneys and fireplaces, and large exhaust fans and solar panels were installed on the top of the house. The sound of the fan rotating is as common as the sound of the wind.

The streets of the town are paved with bricks, lined with nurseries surrounded by residents using wooden fences, and flowers blooming in front of each house, which are full of exotic local angiosperms.

There are about [-] to [-] residents in the town, and each of them manages at least dozens of acres of farmland or forest farms. At the same time, quarrying is also one of the important sources of local income. Almost all young people have to learn How to hunt and deal with unusually dangerous local creatures and unpredictable poisonous plants.

Life here is like Keha IV more than 100 years ago. The first colonists mainly lived on planting. The advanced large-scale machinery and the vast land reclaimed and reclaimed brought sufficient food to the colonists.Generally speaking, the population of the colony will grow rapidly within 30 years, but as far as Augustus knows, the population of this town has remained at around [-] since records were recorded.

The complex, changeable and extremely dangerous natural environment may be the main reason for this problem. Some people have also been reported to never come out after entering some ancient ruins.But on the other hand, the nearby scientific research laboratories are still recruiting a large number of local people to work in the science city they built among the mountains, lakes and seas. As a result, the small number of local residents gradually began to transfer to the largest few relying on scientific research. Station established for the migration of small and medium-sized cities.

In these cities, cutting-edge technology from the core world of the Tyranid Federation has greatly improved the quality of human life.All the cities in Tyrador III are closer to university towns, and most of the residents regard scientific research as their only job.

In contrast, the inhabitants of Tyrador III still live a relatively primitive life.This place is far away from the hustle and bustle, but it has also derailed from the development process of this world.Generally speaking, this is a paradise for those who are persecuted or just want a quiet life, but for the local residents, this calm but mediocre life may not be a kind of torture.

Usually, the young people of Tyrador III would choose to enter the city to seek a way out.If these people have academic talents, then they may get an olive branch from the scientific research station.

The arrival of Augustus broke the long-term peace of this remote town.The local residents have always been vigilant against such outsiders. At the very beginning, some people came forward and asked Augustus to show his Tyrann Federation citizen ID card, and used the ID card reader to verify Augustus's identity card. identity.

The Tyrador galaxy is not only a cradle that breeds a lot of life, but also a paradise for various pirates, smugglers and wanted criminals, so the people here are quite repulsive to unknown outsiders.

To this day, human scientists are still unable to explain the strangely strong magnetic field in some parts of the Tyrador galaxy planets, while others who attribute it to the relics of a lost civilization are accused of being ignorant.

The complex natural environment and the mysterious force field that can greatly disrupt the radio signal make this place a hiding place for those who harbor evil intentions. There is more than one rebel organization.

In the past, this kind of judgment may have been just speculation or defrauding some funds, but now, the biggest enemy of the Tyranid Federation, the Keha Revolutionary Army has indeed established a large or Small base of operations.

"This is a good place, the folk customs are simple, and there are cute animals everywhere." After dismissing the town police officer who came to question him, Renault put away his ID card.

"How do you say, where is that kid named Aigon? We had to work hard to find out where it came from." Renault said.

"It's too hot here, it's humid and wet, I want to go home." Harnack stroked his wet red cockscomb head in frustration, trying to make the hair on his head stand up again.

From the very beginning, after arriving in the Tyrador galaxy, Augustus just said that his intelligence department had discovered a few talents, and then they ran all the way here.

Everyone knows that the Marshal of the Revolutionary Army is thirsty for talents and appoints only talents. For the talents he values, he does not hesitate to visit his house and pay respects to the corporals.But that mysterious intelligence department is what other people are most concerned about, and the August National Security Council, the largest intelligence department of its own, and the Umoyan United States Intelligence Agency are also at a loss.

Augustus would not tell them that he was just doing something similar to collecting characters.He has been discovering these talents who will shine in the future in advance and making these people use them for himself.

"Go ahead, there is no house number here, but if you ask Stetman, all the residents know where he is." Augustus told Renault and Harnack to be calm.

Augustus led his followers all the way through the town to a brick hut at the end.Compared with other houses in the town, this house is much simpler.

"Today is the weekend, he doesn't have to go to school, he should be at home." Augustus walked to the door of the house with two steps, and carefully observed the strange numbers, formulas and some stick figures carved on the door panel, including some parts And two stickmen, one big and one small.

"Dongdong——" The door was made of wood, with a combination lock on it but no bell.

At the beginning, Augustus didn't get a response. He knocked on the door patiently for more than ten seconds, until people outside could hear the sound of something breaking inside the house.

"Who's knocking?" It took a while for the door to open from the inside, and a boy with messy, greasy black hair poked his head through the opening.He seemed to have just woken up, looking sleepy.

"Ah, it's you." Egon Stetman stared at Augustus's feet in field army infantry boots before looking up - he was even too short, probably not more than five feet tall So much so that he looked like a dwarf in front of the tall Augustus.

Among the Tyranids in this age group, he was either stunted by malnutrition or had some kind of disease.

"No, it's you." He saw the people standing behind Augustus, and finally realized.

"who are you?"

Stetmann's voice is high-pitched and thin, but considering he's still a child who hasn't yet reached the stage of voice change, that's not surprising.

"I am Augustus Mengsk, Marshal of the Keha Revolutionary Army." Augustus said with a smile.

"Hello—this is self-introduction?" Stetman is not very good at talking to people: "I am Agon, Egon Stetman, and my dream is to become a The most famous scientist. Although you may not believe it, I am indeed a genius... I am still very confident in myself."

"Oh" Augustus said with a smile on his face, "I know. I also know that you are a genius."

"Oh, thanks. That's right, Augustus Mengsk." Stetman was smug at Augustus' approval.

"I've heard the name, and I've been told by two merchants who claim to be from the Sons of Korha that a man named Augustus Mengsk will come to me shortly. What it was—maybe I didn't really figure it out, but it wasn't a big deal."

"What did they tell you? About the part of me." Augustus' voice was quite gentle.

"They say you are the greatest freedom fighter and hero, or the savior and savior of mankind. They want me to say that such a person cannot exist. That is a saint, not an individual." At this time, Stetman noticed that many The man was staring at himself, and he realized that he had never spoken in front of so many people, and the sudden tension made him short of breath.

"Er—why—that's not what I meant—of course—" Stetmann found himself sadly stuttering suddenly and beginning to babble uncontrollably.

"A ba ba ba ba ba—"

"This is too bad." He said to himself sadly, trying to find every explanation to prove that he is not a bad boy who always talks when he is nervous and always immerses himself in his own world. A patient with mild autism, it's just that he ate expired canned pickled fish yesterday, which caused him to be out of shape today.

"Yes, that's right."

Stetmann did not find himself speaking what was on his mind.

"Don't be nervous, take it easy, kid." Augustus gave Stetman a gentle smile: "I will wait patiently for you to finish."

"Believe in yourself, Aegon, you can do it."

"Uh, I think, I should invite you to come in and sit down. This is an ancient earth proverb my father once taught me, which probably means that whoever comes is a guest." Aegon opened the door of his house and invited Augustus They are all waiting for someone to go in.

"Your father?" Augustus was not briefed on this part.In fact, all investigations into Stetman point to a sad fact.

"I haven't seen him for a long time. Occasionally I still mention him. I always remind myself that I won't mention him again."

Augustus wanted to stroke the boy's head, but hesitated somewhat when he reached for the oily end of his hair.Stetmann quickly ran to his bedroom, causing Augustus to miss the opportunity.

The guests had expected the Stetmann home to be somewhat of a mess, but it turned out to be much better than they had imagined.There are many electronic components, cables, and electronic and electronic integrated boards on several lame tables, including silver wheels of unknown purpose.

"What is he doing?" Renault looked at the parts on the table: "It seems that these things were picked up from somewhere."

"I'm working on some kind of deflection field generator, trying to create a movable plasma shield force field." Stetman pulled out a few packs of cigarettes, tea, and ash-fallen glasses from his bedroom.He's clearly happy that someone is interested in his research—even though that may not be the case.

"So have you succeeded? I remember that Rory Swan's engineering team is also working on this thing, but this thing seems to use psionic energy." Augustus said.

"Not yet, maybe I didn't use 'psychic power'. What is that?." Stetmann had regained his confidence from the blow just now, and spoke to himself so smoothly and without error And feel lucky: "But I did fix a few toasters and weather forecasting robots that were lost. This is not an easy task. I didn't know until I abolished the boss. You want to know how I solved the voltage Is there a problem?"

"No, thank you." Augustus took a deep breath.

"Now we have more important things to do. You should know the purpose of my coming here: we are here to take you away from Tyrador III."

"I know about it." Stetman knew that he was not always speaking out of his mind, and always said whatever came to mind, but he couldn't change it.Privately, Stetman would attribute this to the influence of his missing father.

"When is it going? I mean, I'm ready. Marshal Augustus, I think I should call you sir now. The Sons of Keha said you'd let me go straight into the lab," he said.

"That's right," said Augustus. "I've given you far more than you could have had at Tyrador III."

"How did those two Sons of Korha merchants convince you?"

"Then they gave me ten sacks of rice, each weighing 55 pounds. Sir," Steitman said. "And I wanted to do something for other people, too."

"Of course, each of them is a very good person." Augustus smiled and said: "If you have packed up, then let's go."

"I think I have to check to see if I have taken anything?" Stetmann walked back to his bedroom self-consciously: "Can I bring the game console I repaired?"

"Of course." Augustus waved his hand: "I never said you couldn't do that."

"Huh-uh-little kid, I hate little kid." Hanak rolled his eyes.His voice was very small, not as loud as usual. The experience of these years made this frizzy and rude Shiloh boy somewhat know how to deal with the world.

"Why is he talking so much nonsense?"

"You were a kid too," Reno said to Harnack.

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