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Chapter 314 A Win-Win Agreement

“No, not subordinateship, but command,” Caul calmly corrected in a synthesized voice, his red-glowing prosthetic eye slightly rotating as if assessing Chen Xi’s reaction.

“This Titan Legion will be based in the Mariupol Forge World and will be responsible for protecting the subsector under your jurisdiction,” Caul continued, his metal appendages waving in the air. “You will have absolute command over them, and you can freely mobilize and deploy them in battle—this authority will last until the end of your life, whether by natural causes or… other unforeseen circumstances.”

Chen Xi's excitement cooled slightly, but his heart was still pounding in his chest, and his blood seemed to be rushing through his veins. This was still an unimaginable deal—an entire Titan Legion, completely at his command!
With this power, he could sweep across the entire sub-sector in a short time and completely crush the space necromantic dynasty that was entrenched there!

After that, the legion will remain loyal to him and become the strongest bulwark of the Rostov subsector.

Even if the Great Rift tears the galaxy apart in the future, plunging the Empire into two hundred years of turmoil and war, this remote frontier region can still stand firm thanks to this Titan Legion.

After all, this was merely the edge of the empire's territory, and apart from the undead dynasty buried deep underground, there was almost nothing that could truly threaten it. As for the green-skinned orcs awakening in the Herson system?
As long as they're not Kroc, crushing them is only a matter of time.

The price he had to pay was merely a psionic titan—not even a permanent transfer, but just a temporary loan to the Cult of Mechanics for research.

Although this Psionic Titan was a super unit he invested all his current points after finally reaching Level V privileges, and the model was also DIY modified by himself, Chen Xi considered it a worthwhile deal.

“I can agree to the Cult of Mechanics researching that psionic warmaster, but it must remain in the Rostov sub-sector—that’s my bottom line.” Chen Xi pondered for a long time before finally raising his head, his voice carrying an undeniable resolve: “In times of crisis, I need this trump card to be ready at any time.”

“That’s acceptable!” A rare fluctuation appeared in Caul’s mechanical voice as his optical lenses rapidly adjusted their focus: “We can establish a research facility at the Forging Temple on Rostov III!”

For the Cult of Mechanics, the research location is not important. As long as they can get close to this sacred machine, the devout sages will even regard a trip to the frontier as a pilgrimage.

"Furthermore, Your Excellency the Great Sage, the Titan Legion you promised must first arrive in Kharkov and stabilize the front lines before I will allow the Psionic Warmaster to leave the front lines." Chen Xi stated his second condition, on which he would not compromise.

After all, the initial purpose of deploying this Titan was to resolve the military crisis in Kharkov, and withdrawing it now would be tantamount to wasting all previous efforts.

After all, his purpose in deploying this psionic warmaster was to solve the troop deployment problem in the Battle of Kharkov, and it was impossible for him to withdraw this Titan now.

Although Kaul strongly opposed this, he did not continue to argue with Chen Xi on this matter.

Because doing so would be pointless; he could tell that Chen Xi would never make any concessions or compromises on this matter.

In the eyes of ordinary commanders, the value of the God Machines lies in their devastating combat power, rather than the technological mysteries they contain—this perception, while contrary to the tenets of the Mechanicus, is still within the tolerable range.

“Yes, I will coordinate the arrival of this Titan Legion as soon as possible.” Caul readily agreed, since with his authority as a Great Sage, mobilizing a Titan Legion was certainly within his capabilities.

As for assigning a Titan Legion to Chen Xi's command, he didn't specify whether it was this Titan Legion that was transferred, other Titan Legions, or a newly formed legion.

These are all negotiable. Caul prefers the latter.

It would be more cost-effective for the Cult of Mechanics to allocate a few sealed artifacts from its existing reserves, coordinate with several secondary forging worlds to accelerate production, and form a new legion.

Those ancient Titans that have survived countless battles are all priceless treasures; in comparison, newly built machines are easier to part with.

At this moment, Chen Xi finally stated his third and final condition: "Finally, I require that the Titan Legion under my command must have at least three Warlord-class Titans. I need this to ensure the combat effectiveness of the Titan Legion."

Kaul's mechanical voice emitted a soft hum before calmly responding, "In principle, I agree to the request, although some coordination on the Martian side may be necessary... but these are details that are negotiable."

In his mind, these transferred Titans would actually become the guard force for that precious psionic warmaster, and this condition would actually be more conducive to protecting the safety of the divine machine.

"It seems we've reached a consensus." A satisfied smile finally appeared on Chen Xi's lips.

An entire Titan legion was about to be brought under his command, far exceeding his initial expectations.

With this steel torrent, the defenses of the Rostov subsector will be impregnable, not to mention the strategic advantages it will provide once the Great Rift opens.

A satisfied humming sound emanated from beneath Kaul's mechanical mask, and his scarlet mechanical eyes flickered slightly.

Although there were some costs involved, they were all within an acceptable range—in fact, it could be said that Chen Xi's asking price was far below his initial bottom line.

In order to gain access to research this precious psionic titan, the great sage had already prepared himself to cede a secondary forging world.

“An agreement has been reached.” Kaul raised his mechanical arm, the metal joints making a crisp clicking sound. “I will complete the relocation of the Titan Legion within a month and submit an application to the Mechanicus to form a new Titan Legion for the Rostov Subsector.”

Chen Xi nodded slightly, his gaze sweeping over the newly generated agreement terms on the holographic projection. He noticed that Caul had deliberately used the word "assemble," which made Chen Xi raise an eyebrow. These guys were still as stingy as ever, unwilling to part with those powerful legions.

However, for now, gaining command of a complete Titan Legion is enough for him to establish a foothold in this remote sector.

“I look forward to our cooperation.” Chen Xi extended his hand, and Kaur’s mechanical prosthetic arm immediately extended to shake it.

The contact between cold metal and warm flesh symbolizes the finalization of this deal.

The two exchanged a knowing glance—in this game, both believed they had achieved a satisfactory result.

(End of this chapter)