The chaotic war will eventually end, and postwar reconstruction is even more of a problem.
This time War of the Beast and Imperium have countless worlds destroyed by Green Tide, and the subsequent Greenskin is likely to emerge from unknown corners again.
Therefore, in order to stabilize the rule of Imperium, Emperor and a group of Primarch returned to the Imperial Palace to discuss the agenda.
Among the Imperial Palace, Primarch who arrived one after another sat in the banquet hall, tasting the dishes while summarizing the gains and losses of War of the Beast this time.
Seeing that there was something to eat, Hogg sat in the corner with his two hungry boys and started working on the food on the table, emphasizing the feeling that one more bite would save a mouthful of food in the family granary.
After all, for these three guys, talking about political topics doesn't arouse their interest at all. If they have that time, it would be better to program Emperor.
As the little eldest brother of Primarch, Hogg saw his little brother An Gelong stupidly chewing on worthless bread and slapped him on the head.
"Silly boy, why are you eating bread? Eat vegetables!"
Mortarion, who was next to him, pulled off an animal leg, stuffed it into Angron's mouth, and shouted:
"Eat this. One leg of this thing is almost as big as a tank. Eat it quickly. The more you eat, the more money we make."
Angolondu listened to the advice, put down the bread in his hand, jumped on the table, opened his mouth and started to eat.
Leman Russ, who was next to him, saw that the situation was not good, so he also came over and joined the three-person gang.
For a moment, even Primarch, who was more decent, also had his index fingers wide open, feeling that he was sorry for himself if he didn't eat more.
Looking at the noisy Primarch people on the table, Emperor sitting at the front seat held his forehead and felt tired for a while.
"Damn, did I raise a bunch of pigs?"
But then I thought again, my dignified Imperium of Man is rich in resources, and it is not impossible to raise a few losers. As long as they don't do any big work for me, they can do it.
But this banquet was not a family gathering. The post-war reconstruction work was the main content of this parliament.
You know, Imperium does not lack generals who can lead the battle, but lacks high-end talents for logistics maintenance. But now Imperium only has two people who can take on this important task.
First of all, there is Roboute Guilliman, the master of Ultramarines who is known as the "ambitious mother boy" in the world and occupies Macragge 500 Worlds.
The other one is Hogg Menethil, the number one person in Alicia who is known as the "Evil Dad King" and occupies 80% of Imperium's logistics share.
For Emperor, Guilliman can be said to be the best candidate. After all, Hogg, the traitor, might do something to ask Xenos to build Imperium of Man.
But at this time, the fucked-up part of Imperium's political structure was revealed.
You know, the political structure of Imperium is similar to the Western Middle Ages. If you still don't understand it, you can imagine it as the late Ming Dynasty that is suitable for Chinese babies' physiques.
Moreover, the political structure of Imperium may not be as good as the state in the late Ming Dynasty, which highlights a chaotic metaphysics. Compared with Old Man Yellow, Emperor Chongzhen, who hangs himself from the southeast branch, appears to be so level.
This makes people wonder why Imperium of Man looks like this in the interstellar era!
Since most Primarch were called to this meeting, everyone had their own opinions on the specific plan for post-disaster reconstruction.
Regarding this kind of issue related to vital interests and the autonomy of the legion, everyone started arguing like the aunts at the vegetable market. Even the always stubborn Rogal Dorn did not agree with Emperor's suggestion.
You know, although the various legions dislike each other, they all have a consensus, that is, Guilliman has great ambitions.
In addition, the government affairs level of each Primarch is not very good. If these Smurfs are allowed to build their own hometowns, their hometowns may convert to Macragges in a few years.
"I object. Ultramarines suffered heavy casualties this time. We can't let them do such thankless things anymore." This is Lion who has more secrets.
"I don't agree either. Macragge is too far away from the core of Imperium and cannot help build other legions very well." This is the only Horus that takes the overall situation into consideration.
Others spoke more anthropomorphically. Death Guard, who fully cooperated with Blackwatch, and Devourer jumped up directly.
He shouted, "Boss Hogg's kindness will never end. I recommend Hogg to be the talker of this reconstruction work!"
"Good boy, my love for you is really not in vain. Don't worry, when my brother and I take over this business, we will work together to make five, and we will definitely benefit from you!"
In front of everyone, Hogg directly exposed his money-grubbing nature. He stopped pretending to be a good person and talked about Blackwatch's package service.
Like rebuilding the planet and giving Knight Mech as a gift, customizing wonders to wax battleships, and the most ridiculous thing is buying infrastructure equipment and giving Eldar bathing services.
As soon as he heard the two keywords Eldar and bathing, Curze, the youngest and the most junior, became energetic, and his big eyes stared at Hogg who was speaking brightly.
Hogg, who was getting more and more excited as he talked, even ran to Emperor's yellow side and pushed him down, leading Old Man Yellow to think that this traitor was trying to usurp power and do something evil.
Finally, with the comfort of Warmaster Horus, I stopped thinking about practicing family law on the spot.
As if possessed by ancient sages, Hogg showed all his passion, waved his arms, and spoke passionately about the benefits of choosing Blackwatch.
"Brothers, look over here and choose Blackwatch Engineering Team, you will definitely not suffer any loss.
Only with our fast logistics, we can contact the unique assets of each legion.
When the time comes, Ultramarines manages the staff, Imperial Fists and Iron Warriors build the construction site, Salamanders and Night Lords provide mineral deposits, and Dark Angels and the Devourer capture the young men.
We have talented people and strong contributions, wouldn't it be nice to make money together?"
After hearing Hogg's plan, I realized that I was the only one who had nothing to do with it. Horus asked:
"Then what do I do?"
Upon hearing this, Hogg became more energetic. He hurriedly stepped forward and held Horus's hand, shouting loudly:
"My good brother, as Warmaster, who is inferior to one person but superior to ten thousand people, of course you are the commander-in-chief of this aid activity.
Do you know what you lack most right now? It's prestige!
For the sake of Imperium, what can I do even if I suffer a little loss, but you, Horus, are the real hero of Imperium!"
A word from you is worth a word. Hogg's plan has taken care of every legion. No one can find fault with it, but it always feels a little weird.
But when he thought that when he was crowned, he would be like a subordinate, and even Orks would have a higher profile than him. Horus, who was eager to make contributions, immediately said, "Go for it!"
In this way, the post-war reconstruction work was led by Blackwatch, with Warmaster Horus as the overall commander, and multiple legions reached a consensus.
And the silent Emperor discovered the blind spot. After all, Hogg never suffered a loss, and he thought to himself:
"What does this bitch want to do?"