Dedicate loyalty to the good empire

Chapter 539 Love Rival, Believer, Sugar and Patient
Such a look was a rather troublesome one. Taylor had seen all sorts of dangerous people, some of whom wanted to eat him alive, while others wanted to curse him for eternity.

Such gazes are always fanatical and difficult to deal with, because you can never blow their heads off with the weapons you have.

Nothing is more frustrating than missing your friend, especially if she has strong beliefs and thinks you share them.

Creepy.

Of course, ever since we moved into this cold place, those iron sheets and inferior artificial leather have never done their job.

That is, to keep Taylor from getting goose bumps from the cold at night.

Is this difficult?

Taylor didn't know why, but he knew very well that the reason he felt uncomfortable was not because of anything else, but because he felt threatened.

A fanatic was right in front of him, glaring at him covetously. Unless he had a problem with his brain, it would be hard for him to trust a person who had almost no rationality.

The good news is that the lady, the medical sister, was still strong-willed. At least she didn't kowtow to him three times and nine times before Taylor agreed.

After getting to know her and her sisters, Taylor realized that they were true experts and connoisseurs of biology, but their rejection of aliens was a big problem.

Let's put it this way, he has noseless titanium and almost as many greenskins as Imperial soldiers under his command, and because of Guilliman's deliberate concealment, only a few high-ranking and powerful people know about this.

But thinking of this, he became interested. He wanted to compare his progress in the first development season, that is, the nun who was an expert in imperial biology and his green-skinned tech master who was farming faster.

Frankly speaking, this is not fair, but as a control group, we can take the best of both worlds and make the output more stable and diverse.

In this way, he used his power and his crazy faith to successfully get these nuns to farm first.

In theory, they should be responsible for the wounded who arrive later, but Taylor is a saint and has been enhanced by the power of the great devil. If he can't deal with those toxins, there will be few people in the entire galaxy who can help.

Perhaps Bayle Fabius was one of the few who could defeat him, but Mr. Fabius had a good personal relationship with Taylor, but at the same time he hated the gods, so he had a batch of anti-plague vaccines made by that genius on hand.

Overall, he came prepared.

He also suspected that the nun secretly believed in Slaanesh, although he had no serious and conclusive way to judge it.

But the only people who could make that kind of expression were either madmen or madmen who believed in gods.

He asked his psychic advisor and his wolf brother who was seriously injured and recuperating after fighting the Star God.

The former answered simply and concisely, that is, there was nothing wrong with the lady and there was no trace of the gods, but she felt that the girl was very easy to fall into depravity and needed to be vigilant.

But overall it's clean.

The fall of Imperial Sisters is not unprecedented.

Even this matter is talked about a lot by Slaanesh.

Long-term abstinence and strict dogma are inherently anti-human.

As for that lady, the Wolf Brothers felt that she had many problems.

He smelled disinfectant and a hint of blood from the gaps in the opponent's armor. Of course, it might be related to the opponent being on the battlefield, but it could also be a bad thing.

Taylor didn't take it too seriously. After all, he was sent by Guilliman, so he should have done some research on the background.

As the nuns began their work, many wounded were transported to Skadi for recuperation. Their wounds were horrific, some with limbs completely festered, others with wounds so severe they were unrecognizable.

Rot, curse, corruption, maggots and distortion spread across it.

But the moment it came into contact with the biting cold of Skadi, the spread of the virus was slowed down a lot.

Although it is cold, it is still much better than death and viruses.

The experienced Skadi military doctor immediately began to arrange the amputation surgery and apply holy oil.

Overall, this place is definitely not far from the battlefield, and of course some of the wounded have had their conditions worsen during transportation, but overall it’s not too bad.

At least no one died.

After the conditions of nearly hundreds of seriously injured people stabilized, Taylor began to use his own power to eliminate the filth of the warp.

Just like when he had burned the Father's Garden, the lesions disappeared in an instant when they encountered his power.

Relief and peace of mind spread through the soldiers' bodies like real medicine, even though all they had done was wipe down their bodies and inject antibiotics.

Of course, the father's poison was not so gentle, but Taylor was really too rich. Almost one-third of the supplies on the front line were transported here, and many of them came from his own production.

There was enough supplies to make anyone live comfortably, and many heavy and warm longhouses and medical stations successfully allowed people to live a good life, or at least relatively better.

The treatment work was in full swing, and a large number of soldiers were able to move again. At the same time, Guilliman approved the retirement of disabled soldiers to become instructors or inspectors in arsenals.

It can even be said that those jobs are likely to be stable jobs, and if they cannot find a job, relevant supplies and resources will be distributed to them.

Such an action made most of the soldiers feel favorable towards Guilliman, and those who supported the Regent in doing so were the worlds that were being recovered from wars and were producing resources.

Of course, the Empire is still far from being so wealthy, and the number of wounded soldiers is increasing. Fortunately, Taylor took the initiative to ask Guilliman to reduce resource input because the first row of cultivated corn he had on hand had a good harvest.

Relying on the greenskins' biomass and abundant water resources, those things grew very well, even better than those raised by the medical nuns.

The Blood Axe corn produced by the huge hydroponic agricultural base has been successfully turned into alcohol, synthetic bandages, food, vegetable cream, corn syrup, and even began to feed back to the front line.

At the same time, large amounts of corn can also become industrial-grade fuel, and the solar equipment provided by the Titanium family is also very useful.

The massive glaciers of Skadi act like the floor of a perfect solar matrix, reflecting terrifying energy.

A few standard solar arrays can easily fully load the camp's industrial production lines and meet the heat requirements of the greenhouse.

Today, Skadi has an output that is not inferior to that of the agricultural world, and can also treat the wounded stably. It instantly became a thorn in the side of Chaos.

Taylor soon realized that something was wrong, that is, they still lacked defensive equipment, but it was difficult to build a strong enough defense on the ice.

The good news is that Lord Caul is his friend, and Taylor has a lot of void shield launchers.

The orbital defense system will be online soon, and this time he will do better than before, even making humanity's enemies, those Chaos Fangs, aware of it.

They messed with the wrong guy this time!

(End of this chapter)