Chapter 247 Roster
The identity of a mortal is both an advantage and a trouble for Wei Mu.
Ever since the Horus Heresy, the Imperial government has been on guard against the Space Marines.
These superhumans cannot enter the Terran Council, which is the decision-making level of the Empire, and the major war groups cannot obtain the right to rule other planets except the home world.
They must accept the surveillance and interrogation from mortals, and those who find problems will be forced to go on a penance expedition or even directly suffer military strikes.
Sometimes Wei Mu would think that if one or two Space Marines were thrown into those core Imperial worlds to help handle government affairs, the benefits would definitely be much greater than directly sending them to the battlefield.
A strong, loyal, and smart leader can devote himself to work with the greatest enthusiasm every day.
The huge gap in strength makes it difficult for mortal archons to have other choices except to unite closely around them, so it is difficult for them to have dissent and unrest, just like the remnants of the six countries dare not show up if the First Emperor does not fall.
More importantly, this leader has a lifespan of at least a thousand years, and can maintain the stability of the local government for a long time. The development level of the colonies will be qualitatively improved, and it should not be a problem for the national strength of the entire empire to double or triple.
Of course, this is just an ideal situation.
If the system is really put into use, the side effect it brings - mortals becoming slaves of space marines will become a matter of time.
Such a situation will not only be agreed by the high lords who represent mortals, but even the palace guards will strongly oppose it.
The Emperor designed the Astartes for the purpose of weapons, not to put a father who needs to be respected on the heads of mortals.
Although many mortals sincerely hope so.
As a mortal, Wei Mu naturally has no relevant constraints, and his promotion will not stimulate the sensitive nerves of the guards and high lords.
But as a mortal, Wei Mu will naturally be troubled by various trivial matters.
Staring at the team of "noble ladies" next to him, Wei Mu sadly realized that the problem warned by the director of the administrative department did exist.
After all, marriage is a lifelong event.
This is determined by the primitive instinct of "hoping to leave as many offspring as possible", which is something deeply engraved in the genes. Even if there are great differences in the various cultures formed by this, they are still the same.
If you carefully savor the four words "lifelong event", you will know that this thing cannot be easily escaped.
Even if he himself does not care much about it, the officials around him and even the enemies will deliberately make a fuss in secret.
"I understand what you mean, but you did it too suddenly. Let me think about it again." Wei Mu sighed.
Of course, he did not have no ideas about this.
Even if there are any men's problems, Wei Mu can easily solve them with the group of biological sages.
What's more, these girls who can be pushed to him, whether in appearance, figure, personality or ability, are the top level that is rarely picked out in a million, and are absolutely "high-quality human women".
But when he saw the expressions on the girls' faces that said "this is a glorious mission", Wei Mu felt very uncomfortable.
Have they accepted their fate of becoming a "political marriage tool"?
Is it because of political and profit factors, or cultural and religious reasons that they are willing to do so?
As a major canning company, More's family takes "no canning, no death" as their mission, and reproduces and cultivates family members crazily, and then throws them into the cruel recruit selection field for trials. It is not a problem for six or seven male members of a generation to die.
And what's exaggerated is that, including the person who accepted the trial, they all regard this fate as natural.
Everything is for the Emperor and for mankind.
But if we put aside the fanatical religious beliefs and life-and-death racial responsibilities, who would want their daughter to become a marriage tool for reproduction? Who would want their son to sacrifice his life to become a canned food?
There is a reason why most Hammer guys are unwilling to travel through the Warhammer universe.
This damn place may have a big enough stage to make achievements, but it is not suitable for starting a family.
"Just know it yourself." Knowing that such things cannot be forced, Ju Yi nodded and replied.
"Then send them away first, don't disturb me while I eat." Wei Mu waved his hand.
He was obviously not mentally prepared.
"As you wish, sir." The director of the administrative department saluted Wei Mu and turned to execute the order.
Wei Mu asked the waiter next to him for a glass of champagne to calm himself down.
As a result, Ju Yi took a few steps and suddenly remembered something. He turned back and said to Wei Mu: "If you really can't make a choice, you can actually take them all."
This simple sentence made Wei Mu's champagne spray out of his nostrils.
"Excellent talents create more excellent offspring for the empire, which is also an important way to serve the emperor." The director of the administrative department explained seriously.
Young individuals are always the cornerstone and hope of a prosperous population. The more currency the Lord of Humanity has, the better.
This reason is not only reasonable and legal, but also justified. It is simply forcing Wei Mu to make mistakes.
"Get lost, this team has sixty or seventy people, do you think I'm made of iron?" Wei Mu quickly asked the waiter for a towel to wipe his face, and he yelled with dissatisfaction.
He still understood that there are only tired cows, but no plowed fields.
He didn't want to learn from Lu Bu, because his body was hollowed out by alcohol and sex, so he started to quit drinking from today.
"Then I will order someone to compile their information into a book and send it to your room. If you have time, you can open it and take a look at it at any time." Ju Yi continued, the arrangement was so considerate.
"Don't mention this to me now, or I will roll on the ground crying in front of everyone present." Wei Mu said with a headache.
"No, as the governor of the Great Vortex appointed by Lord Guilliman himself, you represent the authority of the Primarch and the Empire, and you must not do such a shameful thing." Ju Yi reminded solemnly.
"You forced me to do that. You have to take all the responsibility."
Wei Mu found that although his administrative director was reliable, he was also so straightforward that it gave him a headache.
Just like Wei Zheng, a subordinate of Li Shimin, everyone knows that good medicine tastes bitter, but not all monarchs can tolerate being forced to take medicine by their subordinates.
Seeing that his own governor had started to lose his temper, Ju Yi stopped talking and retreated honestly.
Wei Mu was finally quiet.
It was just that his good mood for eating was messed up by these trivial things, making him feel that the delicacies on the plate were not fragrant.
After the banquet, Wei Mu returned to the room specially arranged by the Governor's Mansion early, accompanied by his guards.
After a hard day, he lay directly on the bed, his body in the shape of a "big" character.
He was busy with the celebration for the whole morning, and there were all kinds of social activities at the banquet. After the whole process, it was even more tiring than leading troops to fight.
However, Wei Mu tossed and turned in bed, but he didn't feel sleepy at all - something was teasing his mind.
When he entered the room just now, Wei Mu noticed a booklet on the table in the room.
That was probably the "Ladies' Book" prepared by Ju Yi, which was filled with various information about dozens of local noble daughters.
He was sent to his room just after the meal, and he didn't expect the people in the administrative department to act so quickly.
Wei Mu was certainly not a lustful person, but after what happened just now, he felt that he needed to learn more about the aristocratic culture of the empire.
Yes, that's right, that's it.
Anyway, I'm free anyway, and the administrative department and the local nobles are working hard. If I don't even flip through it, it would be too sorry for them.
I'll just take a look.