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Chapter 538: The Devastated Hometown

Skadi became extremely beautiful, like a huge blue mirror, and the slightly undulating horizon looked like a blue ice plain, almost endless.

The environment here has become quite strange, but life still exists. Many strange plants growing on the ice, like blue seaweed, provide precious air at this moment.

The natural systems here are incredibly resilient, able to survive attacks that could theoretically destroy most of the natural environment in an instant.

Unfortunately, the Skadi people do not have the same resilience as their homeland, or it is still insufficient.

They were swept into the dustbin of Imperial history by the war, leaving behind only many huge hive cities, like tombstones in the ice, to commemorate their doom.

Sort of like Krieger.

Taylor gave an evaluation of his hometown in his heart with a bit of sadness. Now it is like a giant war museum, and everywhere you look there are traces of people fighting.

The good news is that this place is not without value. Next to the Valkyrie transport plane that Taylor is riding, several heavy cutters and Imperial transport planes are ready to start their work.

They cut away the heavy ice because it was nearly inexhaustible throughout the world, and the abundance of pure fresh water was a resource not found on other worlds.

This is the last gift that the Skadi people gave to the universe. Thinking of this, Taylor's many anxieties and dissatisfactions with his hometown have disappeared, and all that remains is sighs and helplessness.

But this place is not worthless. To be precise, the water is of great value.

Firstly, the effect of the atmospheric evaporation bomb turned a large amount of water vapor into liquid, and secondly, it melted many things that were originally unclean and filtered them into the void.

Now the entire Skadi is a big ball wrapped in ice. The inexhaustible supply of pure water is enough to amaze many people.

Chaos may have noticed this, but they are naturally contrary to the word "production". Now that the biggest resource on the planet, the living people, have died because of them, this world has lost its value.

But Taylor could see that there was wealth under those glaciers, to be precise.

Whether it is hydroponic agriculture or pure water itself, the Imperials only need enough fresh water resources to provide the world with a self-contained production line.

As long as there is water and sunlight, biomass, or fertilizer, can rely on the byproducts of the green skin. The metabolites of those natural biological machines are enough to make any dry place fertile.

Once the raw material problem is solved, the subsequent assembly will no longer be difficult.

This could be turned into a food factory, producing bandages and filling the stomachs of the Imperial soldiers with linen or something tasty enough.

This wouldn't take much effort, as standard imperial crops could be harvested twice in just one extreme. The biggest problem was that there wasn't enough nutrition here to provide those creatures with the resources to survive in a wild way.

But there is really a lot of water in this place.

That water is priceless, and it is all fresh water resources. As long as such a large amount of water is put into production, many problems can basically be solved.

As soon as they said it, the Skadi Legion once again camped in their hometown today, but there was actually very little homesickness.

After all, most people want to escape from this small place and survive in a better world.

The drastic changes here make it difficult for people to have any memories, and the so-called memories have become so fragile in the wounds left by the war.

Without the people and places you miss, the so-called hometown has long become a ridiculous place.

Taylor then provided Guilliman with his own reports and ideas with ease, and as expected, he received strong support from the Primarch, and many resources were input here as an exception.

Guilliman's favor for Taylor is evident. After all, those things were brought here with great effort through the supply lines, but he also agrees with Taylor's ideas.

In other words, this was an experimental area. If Taylor's method worked, the Empire would have the ability to develop many worlds. After all, if the rift in the Empire's dark side was sealed, the core mission of the entire Empire would shift from warfare to operations.

Many worlds and regions that cannot be developed are originally false propositions, but how to squeeze more resources from empty worlds, or to maintain them and spit out more resources, is also one of the most important issues for the empire.

Secondly, Taylor himself has many connections, and it is not difficult to mobilize some people to come here to develop with this connection.

However, Guilliman did have some requirements for Taylor. He hoped that this world must be used to accommodate the wounded after its initial construction was completed.

Just like the so-called medical world, because the Nurgle curse began to appear again on the front battlefield of the Empire, although there was experience in dealing with it, a steady stream of people who were difficult to cure still appeared.

Although Skadi is cold, the environment is very suitable for suppressing the activity of the virus, and the population is small, making it easy to control. It is obviously a typical gathering place for the wounded.

Taylor really wanted to refuse this. He needed time and resources to farm and had no interest in taking care of the wounded.

But the problem is, Guilliman gave too much!
As the Lord of Five Hundred Worlds, Guilliman never lacks resources. In his eyes, it doesn't matter even if the resources needed to develop Skadi are three times the development cost of a normal world.

Therefore, the amount of supplies he approved was enough to be described as shocking.

It can even be said that according to Taylor's idea, those things are enough for the new residents of this world to use until the end of the next hundred years, which is about seventeen decades.

For the first time, Taylor realized that he had the urge to vomit out what he had eaten. After all, he knew very well how big his belly was.

But thinking that Guilliman would trouble him again, the matter was dropped.

If there are excess supplies, just stockpile them. They will be transported in batches anyway, so there is little chance of waste.

Food, fuel, and heavy equipment are generally the most important items on the list.

Of course, there is also the human resource, which is often overlooked but is also crucial.

Guilliman dispatched three engineering regiments to assist Taylor, as well as an entire corps of medical sisters, a specialist medical corps of about a thousand people.

The total number of 13 is not much for this expedition, but it is crucial for Skadi today.

While a blonde nun wearing fully enclosed white power armor reported, Taylor was thinking about the plan in the temporary modular housing area that had just been built.

He looked up and saw the Captain of the Space Marines of Fenris flirting with the lady in an unkempt manner.

Taylor interrupted his wolf brother from enjoying the cold and beauty here and said.

"From Lord Guilliman?"

The lady replied. "Yes, sir, of course a little more."

"I have come on a pilgrimage to the Holy Saint of the Empire."

Taylor asked. "Where is it? It's just a place with icy psychos, big, burly guys, and endless work."

The woman had a religious fanatic expression on her face, which reminded Taylor of the time when he was almost stripped naked by those guys.

Then she answered with a long vibrato in an almost yandere tone.

"Of course, sir~"

(End of this chapter)