Chapter 218 Ron: Fortunately, I Am Just a Nobody

Chapter 218 Ron: Fortunately, I am just a nobody~

"Savior, how does it taste?"

Da Tong was looking forward to it, hoping that his cooking skills would be recognized.

"Not bad, very delicious!"

Ron took a bite of the copper bull tendon, nodded and gave it a thumbs up to express his appreciation.

Before, he ate demon meat just to try it.

But now, for some reason, he felt that he was not so opposed to eating demon meat.

Instead, he felt that it was a bit delicious. What's the matter?

"It's better to restrain yourself. If you eat too much and have side effects, it will be troublesome..."

Even so, Ron still ordered the logistics department to seal and preserve part of the demon meat.

This is a special delicacy of Ers.

In some important diplomatic occasions in the future, the entire demon feast will shock the whole audience?

The only trouble is that special talents like Da Tong are needed to make demon-related food.

But it's not a big problem.

The gene seeds on Da Tong are about to mature.

In a few years, more special space warriors with devouring talents and full-level cooking skills can be cultivated.

He was a little suspicious whether Da Tong's devouring talent came from his own genes.

Maybe he was better than his master.

Ron swallowed the copper bull tendon in his mouth and threw away the big iron stick with the tendon.

Then he rubbed his hands and stood up.

He had been sitting on the wreckage of a heavy tank several meters high. After standing up, the scene on the throne square was in full view.

In his sight, the army on the throne square was gradually withdrawing, and the battlefield was almost cleaned up.

Ron reviewed this war in his mind.

The early stage of the war was very smooth. Through the information obtained by the missionary saints, the Military Affairs Department had found out the approximate strength of the tyrant Harris before the battle.

At the same time, some special circumstances and variables were preset.

Even Harris's demonization did not exceed the prediction of the Military Affairs Department. Ers Star is fully capable of taking down Mattila.

But the ritual formation hidden deep underground was beyond everyone's expectations, and the war entered an unpredictable stage.

It can be said that the real dangerous moment was the arrival of the Khorne Demon Kabanha and the demon army led by him.

The high-end combat power of Ers Star was too small, and hundreds of Space Marines could hardly deal with the entire demon army.

They could not even kill the core area of ​​the demon army.

Ron was still in fear until now. If Kabanha had not underestimated the enemy and took the initiative to leave the core area of ​​the demon army.

He could not use the Holy Urn Bomb at all.

If a new Khorne Demon came again, even if there were Holy Urn Bombs, he would not dare to guarantee that he could expel the other party.

In short, the Holy Urn Bomb of the big killer weapon needs to continue to build a few more.

But relying solely on the big killer weapon is still not enough insurance.

Once the enemy is prepared and dodges in time, the urn bomb will not have much killing power.

Ron decided that he would never fall into such a risky situation again.

The iron must be hard.

The demon has been expelled and will not come back in a short time. He must seize this opportunity and steadily improve his overall strength.

Ron was somewhat fortunate that he expelled Kabanha as soon as possible.

Even if the Khorne demon was not dead, he did not know much about himself.

Afterwards, he sensed the gaze of the Lord of Change Tzeentch in advance and asked the old man of the God Emperor for help in time.

Before Tzeentch found him, the God Emperor beat him up.

In this way, his identity information should not be revealed.

That is a very good result.

After all, people are afraid of being famous and pigs are afraid of being fat.

Ron did not want to be like those Primarch brothers, who were famous in the galaxy and then became the number one wanted target of the evil gods in the warp.

Once they appeared, they would be subjected to all kinds of open and secret arrows, and even vicious and bloody assassinations.

Even if they were as strong as the Primarchs, they would have a day of overturning in the face of so many attacks and plots.

If you don't believe it, look at what happened to Guilliman. He has been lying in the sanctuary for 10,000 years.

I have to say that sometimes, Guilliman is indeed a bit brave. He is addicted to being a weakling and dares to rush forward in any situation...

Fortunately, when he wakes up, he will be the son of the version, killing gods and Buddhas.

He is a super thick leg besides the Emperor of Gods.

Guilliman can withstand such a conspiracy, but I can't.

Ron thought, and suddenly a picture appeared in his mind:

He was wearing a golden power armor and was showing off in the galaxy.

He had just stepped off the Dream, and was suddenly stabbed in the kidney by the Chaos boss who rushed out with a cursed poison sword.

Then... the feast on the planet of Ers was about to begin!

Thinking of such a scene, Ron shuddered, and even his kidneys were a little painful.

Sure enough, people should not be too prominent...

Ron thought happily, fortunately he was still a little transparent in the galaxy, so it was not a big problem.

In the future, he has only one goal:

Live and work hard!

When there are enough resources, he will turn the Ers star base into the ultimate fortress in the galaxy.

At the same time, he will madly develop troops, train more powerful space warriors, and let his legions charge into battle.

He will be in command in the base and that's it.

Ron secretly made a wish, hoping that he would never need to take action in the future.

The roar of the large troop transport interrupted his thoughts.

Ron raised his head and looked into the distance. The last batch of Storm Group Army had assembled and evacuated.

The throne square became empty again.

This means that the war is completely over and he has gained control of Mattila.

For Ron, this is a milestone victory.

After more than ten years in this world, he finally walked out of the planet and expanded his rule to the star zone.

However, the victory in the war is just the beginning.

How to govern Mattila, how to recapture the rest of the planets, and make the Goli star zone prosperous are the challenges he needs to face next.

Dusk is coming.

Ron, surrounded by the Thunder Guards, took the assault ship back to the temporary command post.

He took off his broken power armor and took a good bath with the help of the maids.

Washed off the blood on his body.

After that, he changed into casual clothes and went to the office.

Military Affairs Department official Taco had been waiting for a long time, and he needed to report some data to Ron.

There was no way, in the absence of a psychic network, only human reporting and calculation could be done layer by layer.

Taco summarized the war reports sent from various places and reported to Ron the approximate losses of the Battle of Mattila:

The Storm Group Army suffered a loss of one-third, and currently there are about 10 million soldiers left.

The Battle Sisters suffered a loss of two-fifths, and currently there are 1,300 people left.

The Space Marines suffered a loss of about one-fifth, and currently there are 245 Void Angels and 474 War Angels left.

The Thunder Guards suffered a loss of one-tenth, and currently there are 91 people left.

Afterwards, Taco reported the damage to ships, fighter planes, heavy tanks, sentinel mechas and other equipment.

Ron looked at the damage report and was silent for a while.

He really didn't want to start a war, but he had to fight.

If he didn't take the initiative to fight, more people would die when the enemy came to him.

After Taco finished his report, he went out.

He also needed to compile a list of the dead and submit it to the Ministry of the Interior, and then carry out the relevant pension procedures.

Night fell.

The full moon almost occupied half of the sky.

Ron walked out of the temporary command center and looked out from the high platform.

The throne square in the distance was brightly lit, and those were the lights of the construction team.

The workers were repairing day and night. They needed to restore the site and arrange some important facilities.

In order to welcome the grand ceremony ten days later...