Warhammer: Hail to the Void Lords!

Chapter 34 02.0034: ‘Rich woman, I’m hungry! Money money! ’

"Ten million is a more convenient unit." Farida seemed to see what Horatio was thinking, and said with a sly smile:

"Try to be a naval officer, Mr. Corcoran.

They are all captains, and they all serve the God-Emperor. However, some captains are well-dressed and well-fed every day, with their own chefs, comfortable and spacious bedrooms, exclusive chefs and attendants, while some captains drink muddy water and eat canned food in the mud of the trenches. They may be equally great, but if you have a choice, don't let the opportunity slip away from your fingertips. "

Farida gently dried the colorful calligraphy on the check, picked up a corner with her fingers and pressed it, and a unique emblem appeared on the face of the note.

——That is the coat of arms of the Hood family.

"But I have a hunch that I will experience both lives." Horatio shrugged.

He has no discrimination between the military services, and he knows very well that although the navy is important, the navy alone cannot stop the invasion of Chaos on local battlefields.

If you want to save your own life, you must become an all-rounder like Sun Lord Macarius, who is proficient in land and sea.

Practice brings true knowledge, and if there is an opportunity in the future, he would not object to going to the Imperial Guard to gain experience.

Then, without causing trouble, we will use these valuable experiences to follow the gray lines of the Imperial Code, try to perfect the theory of joint sea and land operations, and eliminate the separation between the Navy and the Astra Militarum, which is becoming increasingly backward in the Empire.

Horatio's answer surprised Farida. She frowned and curled her lips, completely unable to understand what the young man in front of her was thinking.

He said angrily:

"One hundred thousand is the maximum amount that can be withdrawn immediately from the financial server here. This amount should be enough for you in the short term. If it is larger, you will have to wait for the transfer."

Horatio looked at the amount on the check and his jaw dropped like it was dislocated.

"One hundred thousand..."

[Hey, do these rich ladies write 0 casually? ]

Horatio remembered that the purchasing power of Gothic coins was similar to that of RMB, but prices fluctuated greatly depending on the supply chain and region.

Shopping in Zhongchao seems to be much cheaper than in Xiachao, but after including the consumption tax, the price gap suddenly shrinks back.

But no matter where you are, one hundred thousand yuan is a huge amount of money that is beyond reproach.

"What? Too little?"

"No, no, that's enough." Horatio mentally imagined how thick a stack of large bills would be, the famous hundred thousand dollars. His heart was pounding, a rare blush appeared on his cheeks, and a light layer of sweat appeared on his forehead. .

"If you don't have enough, come to me~" Farida chuckled softly:

"Where are you going now? I'll drive you there in the float car."

"You came here in a Valkyrie like me. Where did you get the car?"

"My father's."

"Then how will he go back at night?"

"Oh, sir, you don't think our Hood family only has one car in the Admiralty, right?" Farida raised the corners of her pink lips and blinked her almond-shaped eyes as she pretended to ask.

"..."

[Inhumanity! ! ! ]

Farida showed a proud smile. She handed the check to the servant and ordered: "Prepare the car of Major General Alexander Hood and transfer it to the floating car park for senior officers of the Navy to wait."

"As you command, Miss Hood." The servant respectfully took the check and promised in a steady voice.

"Is this possible?" Horatio gained another insight.

"Of course, come with me, Mr. Corcoran."

"Oh, okay."

"Where are you going?"

"The F-4 neighborhood in Vegas."

Horatio followed Farida through the twists and turns, and onto the luxurious elevator decorated with gold and mahogany carvings, leading directly to the high-ranking officers' floating paddock.

As soon as the elevator door opened, the warm sunlight shone on Horatio, dispelling the coldness in his limbs.

Horatio saw the stunning skyline and the spectacular skyline of the most prosperous area on the planet.

Whoops - the roar of the engine was heard overhead.

Horatio looked up and saw several fighter jets cruising at high altitudes across the blue sea. He could vaguely see hundreds of space battleships dotted in low-Earth orbit, as well as the beautiful sky with bright plasma tails ejected from the tails of the ships.

The Air Angels have wing-like wings, domineering twin tail wings standing proudly on the fuselage, and the powerful engines leave a long trail of condensation clouds.

That was the Lightning Fighter, a high-mobility air superiority fighter produced by Sepra Mundy, the naval headquarters and forge world of the Obscurus Sector.

[So beautiful. ] Looking at the beautiful sky in front of him, Horatio secretly admired in his heart.

Those smart blue eyes returned their sight to the platform. The officers on this platform were all wearing gorgeous Imperial Navy Admiral uniforms.

The lowest rank is also the Navy Lieutenant Colonel who serves as the captain of the frigate.

The senior officers were dignified and dignified, holding exquisite and luxurious Imperial Navy command scepters or sabers, and talked or strolled elegantly and calmly.

"Let's go. That elegant and noble black high-end float car with the Hood family crest is my father's car. Remember our family's crest, otherwise you will be regarded as an underground gangster."

Farida waved her fingers and pointed at an elegant yet majestic black floating car. She raised the corners of her mouth proudly, showing no signs of humiliation in front of a group of high-ranking officials. She puffed up her proud chest and looked dignified and proud. She looks like a young lady, walking towards the float car gracefully and confidently.

"Ah, yes, yes." Horatio kept smiling and shrugged helplessly. Seeing that she had helped him so much, he allowed this little girl to be arrogant for the time being.

Meanwhile, on the Admiralty Building.

"Your Excellency, there are two things that need to be reported."

A naval colonel in his early thirties, with well-groomed hair, wearing a neatly ironed naval officer's uniform, with two large golden tassel shoulder boards on his shoulders, and a navy bicorne hat with golden rims, opened the door and walked in. Office of the Chief Officer, Fleet Military Intelligence Command.

"Say it, Captain Elphinstone."

"The first one is that the Naval Development Committee asked us to come up with a plan within two months for the Vegas District. But you know, the disputes between the parties about this place have never stopped. Now there is F-4 Block There was a demonstration against the guild alliance.

In order to prevent the situation from getting bigger, I asked my civilian friend, Lord Humphrey, the Permanent Under Secretary of the Department of Administrative Affairs, to withhold the Guild Alliance government's deployment order for the planetary defense force by blocking the administrative approval process, but the Guild The Alliance hired a group of mercenaries and bounty hunters. "

The colonel walked towards the lonely man standing in front of the huge classical Baroque-style floor-to-ceiling window, wearing a general's uniform and staring out the window in ecstasy.

The complicated thoughts were floating around with the cigarette between his fingers.

"It must have given that slippery skin a lot of benefits."

"It's still within the acceptable range, Your Excellency."

"Thank you for your hard work. Continue to strengthen the patrols of the Tadatsuki Marine Corps there, increase the police alert rate, and let the citizens get used to the Navy's management. This is the basis for other plans. Let the Marines keep an eye on those 'gun-wielding hooligans' (Navy Rewards (a disparaging name for the golden hunter), there must be no bloodshed, next time." The man shook his cigarette ashes and suddenly frowned, his eyes straight.

He saw a message coming from his data board. His open-top floating car drove out of the Admiralty. The person shunting the car was none other than his daughter, Farida Hood.

But this was nothing. What really made him frown was when the driver who was left behind reported that there was a strange young man riding with Farida in the passenger seat.

"Your daughter has discovered Horatio Cochrane, the son of the late Captain Thomas Cochrane who disappeared in the lower nest eight years ago. He will enter the Fleet Maritime Department of Zhongsi Academy tomorrow."

"I know." The man responded gloomily.

——

"Speaking of which, your family's conditions are so good, why do you want to become a hunting vigilante?"

Horatio put his hands together and leaned on the passenger seat, looking out the window at the bustling street scene with novelty. From the corner of his eye, he glanced at the thick stack of 1,000-yuan serial-numbered bills in front of him from time to time.

This is also the largest denomination issued in a single Gothic coin.

"Avenge my mother."

"You are really awesome. You are the first activist I have ever met. Obviously you are just..."

Horatio thought about it and felt that the term 'weak woman' was not appropriate. She had proven her ability through actions and was a strong warrior, equal to him.

"What?"

"It's just that I remember, don't the Hunter Lord vigilantes fight in the form of a 'killing team'? Why are you always alone?"

"..." Farida pursed her lips: "I like being alone and free. Others can't keep up with my actions."

Horatio glanced at her, already understanding the underlying meaning of the words.

"Please be careful in the future. This is the first time, but it may not be the last. Now I am also a loyal reserve sergeant. If you need it, you can come to me at any time."

"You should first think about how to complete your academic points." Farida chuckled, and the vehicle drove from the dazzling bright sunshine into the dim underground:

"I hope that when I see you next time, you will still be in the navy and not a loyal stormtrooper."

Horatio laughed: "Of course, since it is Miss Hood's order, the mission must be achieved."

"Humph, you are so slick. I can't even imagine how slick you would be if you actually became a naval officer in the future."

Horatio raised his eyebrows: "The mission of a soldier is to complete the mission. I am not interested in other things."

[Really not interested? ]

Horatio suddenly asked himself, his eyes widening in surprise.

What was that just now...

"Why did you go to that shabby place?" Farida asked in confusion.

As the 'legacy' left by Farida's mother, the Vegas area is a living and commercial area where you can see the lower, middle and upper nests at the same time.

Its F-4 block is adjacent to the PW-P-15 giant star port cargo area. It is a bustling and complicated Middle Nest area where items from all over the galaxy circulate.

But it is precisely this excitement that makes the local public security extremely poor. The hive city bailiffs who are willing to stay here are basically able to take both black and white.

People with better luck may have their bodies stolen ten times while walking through the neighborhood. Those who are even worse may be blocked in an alley, robbed, and beaten again. Their lives may not even be saved, and there is no way to call the bailiff. They will take care of it - after all, only the cats and dogs who paid them can cause trouble here.

"It's nothing. I haven't been there for a long time. I want to go back and have a look."

——

"Sir!" The gentleman ran over in panic.

"We can't contact him anymore. I don't know if that kid has been solved. His subsequent whereabouts are as if he has evaporated!"

The fat man stood in front of the glazed window, his fists clenched, and the veins on the back of his hands popped out.

"Damn it, forget it. Before that guy or a better sacrifice is found, the summoning ceremony will be suspended first!"

"But..."

"No buts, help that guy first, and never let the navy guys control the Vegas area. I'm going to meet him. You go and activate Plan B, do it immediately!"

"Yes! Yes! Master Wuji!"

The fat man gritted his teeth: "Damn it, this time I'm going to spend a lot of money, I must! Must get that position! I will never fail!"

After discussion in the court, it was decided to change 'Maogang' to 'Abyss Port', a more powerful name, according to the Chinese translation of the domestic publishing house. In the following text, readers will see 'Abyss Port' refers to Maogang!

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