"Actually, it's enough."
The system did not respond.
Lin Cuo has begun to seriously think about how many diplomatic procedures can be completed in three minutes.
According to the logic of the game, after the envoy arrives, he first gives gifts, then improves the relationship. When the favorability of the other party exceeds zero, he can try to ask for funds, technical assistance or military rights of passage. As long as the pope in Crusader Kings is pious and favorable enough, he is the first ATM machine to carry tens of thousands of gold coins with him; the one on Golden Throne is Emperor, who is known as a human being, and his wealth will only be richer.
Emperor may not like gold coins.
So, what about people?
Great Han-characteristic court talents should be intelligent, diligent, and well-managed, and have no descendants, so it is not easy to establish a hereditary faction.
eunuch.
It is best to add an ambitious one with a higher value, send it to Terra and then manage the relationship for Great Han.
Emperor is sitting on Golden Throne and has no time to approve documents. Guilliman is overwhelmed by twelve star sectors, hundreds of battle groups and endless rebellion reports every day without sleep. Sending a high-stat eunuch there might actually trigger the [Foreign Virtuous Minister] event.
The system finally couldn't help but pop up a description.
[The target political entity does not accept gifts from highly capable and ambitious palace eunuchs.]
[Imperium of Man Intended classification for this subject: Unidentified mutant/Potential cult infiltrator/Unvetted administrator.]
[Adeptus Custodes Expected treatment: isolation, interrogation, psychic examination.]
[Robert Guilliman expected evaluation: Administrative ability can be used, ambition requires strict monitoring, and the form of diplomacy using living people as tribute is uncomfortable.]
Lin Cuo frowned.
"How come these people don't understand Han Corporal Li Xian's tradition?"
[Imperium of Man There is currently no shortage of ambitious administrators.]
[Imperium of Man is currently missing: safe shipping routes, stable industrial planets, uncontaminated psykers, standard template construction technology, and local governors who will not rebel in three months.]
"Then I will send them a eunuch who will not rebel."
[Unable to verify.]
"You can send it over for verification!"
[The emissary's estimated survival time is still less than three minutes.]
Lin Cuo didn't believe in evil, so he clicked on the details of the war zone.
The interface was only expanded less than one-third, and he saw the golden lighthouse burning in Warp in the direction of Terra. It was the result of a dying man who forcibly nailed countless routes into the real universe with his own will, Emperor is still sitting on Golden Throne, Guilliman is still mobilizing the fleet, and Imperium of Man has not even completely collapsed. The problem is that the system has no definition of collapse here and has degraded to the point where someone is still able to issue cross-sector commands.
The first line of the enemy's explanation made Lin Cuo's hand stop.
[Void Legion·Amon.]
"Fuck! What a guy!"
Just as Lin Cuo finished speaking, other known threats were also launched.
The Festum collective that has completed its ultimate evolution, begun to understand the concept of life and death, and can infinitely reorganize itself through contact and information exchange; has crossed over from the ordinary parasitic stage to form a Gravemind network, and can even follow the path of neurophysics Flood, whose rules pollute the memory of civilization, and Spatial Structure; Brother Moon, which is composed of the corpses of countless intelligent races, uses aggregation beacons to induce civilization to go crazy, and eventually turns the entire race into a living moon.
There are a lot of question marks behind it.
Some question marks are eating Tyranids.
Some question marks even cause Warp Storm to actively detour.
There is also an area where there are only magnetic field readings that flicker repeatedly. The humanoid targets in the screen are smiling more crazily than the other. It seems that they don't care whether the opponent is Xenomorph, a demon, a living planet or a cross-border natural disaster. As long as they are strong enough, it is worth fighting hard.
The system tried to identify their common political stance, and in the end only managed to sort out a sentence that was barely usable in human language:
[Current temporary consensus: Human beings can only be killed by humans themselves.]
[Foreign policy: Defeat all external enemies first, and then continue internal duels.]
[After the diplomatic envoy arrives, there is a very high probability that he will be asked to prove his civilized qualifications with personal force.]
Lin Cuo stared at the certification of civilization qualifications for a while, then decisively closed this layer.
System Interface returns to the Imperium of Man war zone.
In the screen, Emperor, Guilliman, Space Marines, Imperial Guard, and even several forces that originally wanted to kill each other first, are all firing in different directions in the same broken star area. The number of fleets is too large to be displayed by ordinary military units, but the battle lines are still retreating little by little.
Lin Cuo slowly took back the hand that was preparing to apply for diplomacy.
"Your Majesty Emperor, Guilliman Regent, you go ahead."
He said very sincerely to the interface that only he could see, "When I complete the genetic enhancement, spiritual awakening, immortality transformation, and then build the Great Han fleet, I will definitely go over and help when I have time. Now I won't delay you in handling the Milky Way military affairs."
The system did not evaluate this behavior of promising to support the Milky Way war in the future before entering space.
Lin Cuo The speed of closing the war zone is ten times faster than opening it.
Scroll down further and the situation is not much better.
Some civilizations are so technologically advanced that they can fold galaxies, but they can't even answer the question of who can represent the country, because the capital, emperor, and parliament exist in three mutually hostile timelines; there is also a war zone where all the strong humans who are still able to act temporarily join forces, and the reason for fighting is so simple that it is almost crazy - the enemy is not important, and whoever falls first will be embarrassed.
Lin Cuo watched it several times and finally couldn't help but cursed in a low voice, "Damn it, isn't this a big collapse of the order camp?"
He originally thought that the meaning of the loser group was that some civilizations sold their troops, technology and population after losing the war in exchange for the opportunity to continue to exist. Now it seems that many so-called winners have just not officially admitted that they are losing the game.
Gundam Universe is struggling to hold on, and Warhammer Universe pushes everything that is still alive to the battle line. Others that were originally capable of destroying the world alone can now only be regarded as a legion in the enemy's establishment.
"No wonder the Stellaris fleet refuses to come back. It's better not to come back yet!"
Lin Cuo leaned back in his chair, feeling that the so-called causal layer of the system that was not suitable for low-dimensional civilization observation was already taking good care of his mental health.
He continued to scroll down and finally saw a diplomatic card that was not completely covered by the red warning.
The background is a mixed fleet that is being transferred. The hull of the battlecruiser is covered with repair marks. Several ships belonging to Imperium of Man are protecting the civilian transport ships. Further away, the Swarm biological ship maintains an extremely reluctant distance from the mechanical fleet.
[Koprulu Joint Evacuation Fleet.]
[Main political forces: Raynor's Raiders, Terran Dominion remnants, Swarm branch to which Queen of Blades belongs.]
[Diplomatic relations: extremely unstable.]
[Cross-camp credit guarantor: James Raynor.]
Lin Cuo clicked on his personal reputation, and the full value appeared directly on the interface. He thought he had made a mistake, so he clicked again.
He was silent for a while and then called up his diplomatic profile again.
[Disreputed.]
"Why the hell is this! He doesn't even have a stable territory now. I control a population of 4 billion, launched the world's first man-made Satellite, and am integrating the human Common Defense System. He has full credibility, but my reputation is ruined?"
[The scale of political resources and personal performance credibility are not the same concept.]
"What guarantee does he have?"
[Myself.]
"I can also take out my own credit guarantee."
[Players are not advised to make direct comparisons.]
"Damn it! No! Please compare it with me quickly! This Regent can't be so bad!"
[Attention! James Raynor has repeatedly fulfilled its commitments in the absence of state coercion, lack of formal treaties, and circumstances that are clearly not conducive to its own interests.]
The interface paused for a moment, as if it was considering whether to write out the other side. Lin Cuo decisively turned off the description.
"Okay, I know what you want to say."
The diplomatic preview then played a message left in advance by Raynor.
The man in the picture is wearing worn armor, and the lights on the bridge behind him are flickering on and off.
"I don't know who saw this video, and there's not much I can guarantee."
Raynor paused and looked back.
At the edge of the screen, the figure of Kerrigan only appeared for a brief moment, while on another line there was the official identification mark of the Imperial Fleet.
"We need Vespene Gas, Terrazine and materials that can repair the jump system. In exchange, I can provide you with the space safety route data, partial armor and weapon technology that I have already mastered. As for whether I can save you--I won't lie to you about things I can't do."
The system gives supplements next to it.
[Initial diplomatic missions must carry Vespene Gas, Terrazine or equivalent high-energy catalytic media.]
[Replaceable resources in this world have been identified: High-Purity Fluid Sakuradite.]