Chapter 151 The Emperor's Blood Fingerprint

That is indeed a treasure more precious than the planet.

Even far more.

If used properly, the value obtained will be inestimable.

Because the parchment in the center of the stone tablet is a merchant license, the proof of the identity and bloodline of the Rogue Trader.

The name of the Rogue Trader has the word "Shang" in it, but they must not be simply understood as merchants.

In essence, the Rogue Trader is a conqueror, privateer and explorer in the galaxy.

They are keen on exploration, adventure and trade.

While exploring ancient treasures, they look for new worlds for the empire and become rich overnight in the process.

Usually, only the highest authority of the empire, such as the Inquisition or the High Lords Council, is qualified to deal with the Rogue Trader.

Any other power organization has no right to issue an arrest warrant or trial for the Rogue Trader.

Therefore, the freedom and power they have is incredible.

But the risks faced by the Rogue Trader are also great.

After all, they are engaged in a high-risk gray industry and need to be ready for battle at any time.

Therefore, a Rogue Trader must have a strong ship and powerful gun, as well as extraordinary courage and a little bit of luck.

Otherwise, it is easy to die without a burial place.

Of course, the most important thing is that you have to have a trader's license.

Or it can be called a privateering license.

This trader's license is the source of the freedom and power of the Rogue Trader, and the most precious treasure of their family.

It is as precious as their lives.

There are different levels of trader's license, and the higher the level, the greater the power.

From the high lord to the primarch, the trader's license signed by people of different levels has different effectiveness.

Of course, some trader's licenses signed by the primarch are almost invalid.

For example, the license signed by the great traitor of the Empire, the primarch Horus.

There is a famous joke about merchants:

"How dare you seize my goods?!

I have authorization! Listen carefully! I have authorization!

(Slowly take out the license) Open your blind eyes and look carefully, this is the signature of the Primarch, a demigod!

Take a good look at who signed it, you will be scared to death after reading it! 'Lord of the Moon Wolf, Wolf God Horus Luperca...'

(Put away the authorization letter at the speed of light) You are right, sir, I am indeed illegally smuggling, and I support your fair law enforcement 120%.

If you have nothing to do now, please allow me to take my leave first..." (Stealing close to the door)

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Depending on the level of the license, the holder can not only sail and trade freely within and outside the empire.

They can even establish their own dynasty.

The most valuable one is the merchant license written by the Emperor himself and stamped with blood ten thousand years ago.

The merchant who possesses this sacred merchant license is called the Emperor Blood Merchant.

What is even more valuable is that the merchant license can be inherited.

Today, most of the Emperor Blood Merchants who can survive have become galactic merchant dynasties composed of ancient and large families.

With the family assets accumulated over thousands of years, and the territory far away from Holy Terra.

As long as they obey the Emperor on the surface, they are local emperors with extremely high autonomy in their own territory.

Therefore, they have a great influence in the Empire, and there is a special seat for Rogue Merchants in the Terra High Lords Conference.

They are the rare existences that the Empire allows to negotiate and do business with aliens.

Even if a few aliens are recruited as crew members, no one will say anything.

For the undeveloped or forgotten areas in the Milky Way, sending Rogue Merchants to do preliminary exploration is one of the main means of the Empire.

This leads to the Rogue Merchants' ambiguous attitude when they come into contact with aliens.

As an imperial force, they should eliminate all aliens.

But as explorers and black market dealers, they prefer to try to trade with aliens.

This makes most of the Rogue Merchants' ships become black market nodes for smuggling alien artifacts or technologies.

Of course, this is an illegal taboo business, but the demand is huge.

The imperial nobles like to collect those rare alien objects, the rulers want powerful alien weapons, and the Mechanicus also wants to get some new things from the black market.

This brings huge wealth to the Ronin Traders.

The nobles get rare alien collections, the rulers get alien weapons to suppress the unruly people, and the Mechanicus gets new technology to kill aliens.

Everyone gets a satisfactory result, which is simply a win-win!

Of course, such an attractive business is not without covetousness.

But given the influence of the Ronin Traders in the Empire, and their generations of allies with the important Navigator family.

The general imperial forces can never afford to offend them.

From these, we can see how double the Empire is, and how powerful the Ronin Traders are.

Isn't that a vassal who listens to orders but not to announcements?

Of course, whether you can become a vassal depends on your own strength.

Now, in front of Ron is an ancient, extremely precious merchant license with the blood fingerprint of the emperor.

Hiss~

Ron took a breath.

This thing is the treasure he has always dreamed of.

With this merchant license, he can do many things openly.

More importantly, with the license, his ships can sail freely inside and outside the empire.

He can freely obtain resources through exploration, black market trade and even plunder!

Instantly, many cool operations for developing the territory appeared in his mind.

For example, set up a hidden black market node in the network to connect to various places.

Sell bananas or golden age technology products, and communicate with those oilers who come here to learn about technology.

Of course, these need to be done in the future.

Ron pinched his chin and stared at the merchant license:

"Speaking of which, in addition to the precious power granted by this thing, the drop of Emperor's blood on it is also valuable, right?"

That is the sacred blood containing the Emperor's genes.

If so, just if.

It shouldn't cause the license to expire if it takes a little bit from it, right?

He wants the Institute of Biology to study the Emperor's blood and see if they can come up with something useful.

For example, the Thunder Guards with the Emperor's genes?

This is a bit disloyal...

Bishop Donnie must not know about this, otherwise he might go crazy on the spot.

The Imperial Church has an unparalleled worship of the Emperor, and its members are keen on collecting various Emperor-related holy relics.

This license containing the blood of the Emperor is the most sacred relic for the members of the State Church.

It must be worshipped and kowtowed to every day.

Some high-ranking members of the State Church will even try every means to seize the licenses of those impoverished Emperor Blood Merchants.

And those Chaos forces seem to be very interested in the licenses.

Thinking about it, Ron suddenly remembered a crucial issue that he had overlooked.

High-level merchant licenses have a complex certification system that includes genetic testing.

It needs to be paired with the corresponding merchant family bloodline to take effect.

Even the machine soul of the merchant Ronin family ship can only be activated by excellent direct bloodline.

It is not possible to become a Ronin merchant by seizing a merchant license.

Those forces that seek to seize merchant licenses all abduct the merchant family bloodline together with the merchant license.

Then they control them and slowly replace their bloodline through marriage and other behaviors.

Of course, Ron doesn't need to be so troublesome.

He only needs to bless the merchant family bloodline.

However, now he only has the merchant license in his hand, and there is no one at all.

Ron had to find the bloodline of the merchant family named "Gowendi" on the license.

Would the fleet commander be so stupid as to seize the license and kill everyone?

Or has the Gowendi bloodline on the license been cut off?

This is troublesome...