Marcus raised an eyebrow upon hearing Alexia's blunt words. "You're really impatient." However, he didn't hesitate and immediately handed over some of the Warhammer data to her. Alexia received the data and began to examine it at a rapid pace. Her body, enhanced by the T-Veronica virus, granted her a superhuman physique, while her brainpower also received a significant boost. Simply put, her mind became sharper, capable of processing information in multiple threads simultaneously, almost like a machine. She was, in essence, a born workaholic.
After reading the data, Alexia fell silent, seemingly deep in thought. After a long moment, she spoke softly, "You've really handed me a mess."
Shrugging, Marcus appeared indifferent. "What? Thinking of backing out? I actually want to see if your viral body can withstand the Psychic backlash."
Ignoring Marcus's words, Alexia calmly stated, "I need to conduct an on-site inspection. This is a necessary procedure."
"Wait for it. It's a good opportunity to take the Ishimura there. I need to notify the others on the ship." The Ishimura not only carried the two hundred new crew members but also a large quantity of armaments traded from the United Government, enough to equip one hundred thousand PDF Soldiers. The price for these supplies was merely a small canister of stasis energy.
After notifying everyone about the impending jump and ensuring they were ready, Marcus opened the system panel and initiated the jump once more. The veteran crew members, having experienced multiple jumps, were accustomed to it. Only the new recruits, who had just boarded and learned the truth, remained visibly nervous. This wasn't just another star system or another planet; it was another world entirely!
In the captain's quarters, Marcus pressed the button on the system panel. Enveloped in white light, the Ishimura once again vanished from its original position, reappearing in orbit around Avarax. Since the previous jump was uneventful, Marcus was not in a hurry to return the Ishimura to the Resident Evil world this time. Instead, he selected a portion of the crew and solemnly entrusted them with the critical task of managing Avarax and the Recidious Star System. Alexia was naturally at the forefront of this new leadership. In addition, Wesker and some researchers responsible for the Tyrant Xenomorph mass production project also remained behind, preparing to establish research and collection facilities in the Hive City. They also began preliminary preparations for extracting compounds from the brains of Hive City teenagers in the future.
Besides personnel allocation, military supplies were also loaded onto transport planes under Marcus's command and transported down into the Underhive. These armaments weren't high-end; most were kinetic firearms. There were also some heavy weapons like rocket launchers and grenade launchers. A small remaining portion consisted of armored vehicles and main battle tanks, enough to equip one hundred thousand mechanized PDF Soldiers.
"Still far from enough," Marcus sighed, looking at the report in a room on the top floor of the Hive City. One hundred thousand fully armed soldiers sounded like a significant number, but dispersed across the entire Hive City, or even the entire planet, it still couldn't cause much of a stir. This was the Warhammer Universe. If enemies like Orks or Dark Eldar appeared, these one hundred thousand people would be little more than a snack.
"Conscription is our most urgent problem right now," Marcus stated, looking at Alexia, who had already changed her attire to blend seamlessly into the Warhammer style.
"A plan is already being made. First, we need to optimize the work rhythm of the Hive City factories," Alexia responded, writing furiously, multi-threading the most urgent tasks. It was clear she was playing the role Marcus had assigned her very well.
"Hmm, put other things aside for now, and look at this," Marcus said, transmitting the relevant data for the Academy of Immortality to Alexia. "Maximize the utilization of this building." It was only a brief sentence.
After reviewing the data, Alexia quickly devised a series of plans. At the same time, she connected it with the Ecclesiarchy. "We can use the pretext of celebrating the Emperor's divine miracles to summon all the high-ranking Ecclesiarchy officials on the planet. You can take this opportunity to do what you do best, and it can also help us gain recognition externally." Alexia was, of course, referring to Marcus's method of forcibly binding the planetary nobles using the Psychic Contract.
"Far from enough. You know nothing about the faith of certain individuals within the Ecclesiarchy," Marcus shook his head. The Ecclesiarchy indeed had many incompetent individuals who were afraid of death, but there were also many who were willing to die for the Emperor and would not yield to Marcus, a person of unknown identity. These were the kind of people that gave Marcus a headache. Born in a godless world and a product of genetic engineering, Alexia, who had received an elite materialist education since childhood, did not truly understand the profound importance of faith in the Warhammer Universe.
But Marcus knew that sometimes, the simplest and most brutal method was the most effective. "Why not just deal with all these guys? Don't tell me you can't bring yourself to do it." Upon hearing this, Marcus stroked his chin and thought carefully, realizing that doing so would indeed be the fastest and most convenient method. When the celebration was held, he could directly let the Tyrant Xenomorphs deal with all these stubborn individuals. Wouldn't that solve everything once and for all? It was simple, brutal, and highly efficient. While Marcus wasn't entirely ruthless, he would never show mercy to anyone who hindered the development of his forces.
"Then I'll leave this matter to you. I'll only be responsible for the final execution stage." After entrusting the organization of the celebration to Alexia, Marcus stretched his body and then left the room. He sought out Wesker and the others who were preparing for the Tyrant Xenomorph mass production project.
In front of Wesker, dozens of young people of suitable age from various areas of the Hive City were standing. Some researchers in white coats were using specialized instruments to conduct initial sample collection on these individuals. This was to confirm that compounds could indeed be collected from them. As for the compensation required for the experiment, it was merely some food and water. In fact, in the eyes of all the Hive City workers, this was just another act of charity from some big shot from above the Hive City. And those who received food as compensation were considered very lucky individuals.
"How is it going?" Marcus immediately asked Wesker.
"Initial tests show that the compound concentration in these people's brains is lower than in the Umbrella Corporation's test subjects, but it's sufficient. The most important thing is that their numbers are large enough." Wesker handed the report in his hand to Marcus. The latter flipped through it while the former continued to speak. "We plan to establish a collection factory in the Underhive to facilitate the collection of compounds. As for security, it will be handled by the initial batch of Tyrant Xenomorphs produced."
"When can the first batch of Tyrant Xenomorphs be produced?" Marcus asked the question he was most concerned about.
"At least half a month, and that's with existing personnel and equipment." Nodding, Marcus indicated that he understood, then inspected the site briefly before leaving.