This is our Warhammer journey

Chapter 228 Something's Wrong, Something's Very Wrong (8,000 words already, please give me some monthly votes at the end of the month, sob sob)
Human Federation - Mobile City Golden City - Federation Conference Hall

"How did Terra become like this?"

While Arthur had already organized both armies to launch an operation to annihilate the Greenskins, the delegation led by Karna had already arrived at the conference hall.

The two sides are exchanging information with each other.

Meanwhile, Executive Officer Russell, having obtained the details about the Throne World from the Terran official database, looked on incredulously.

What about green? Or blue?
Why is only yellow left?
Their gaze fell upon Terra's population, measured in trillions.

Well, it's understandable with such a large population. The environmental damage is visible to the naked eye, and the fact that it can support such a large population also shows that humanity has made great progress in population planning and social welfare.

Russell's sociological knowledge attempted to help him rationally understand Terra's changes.

“This is it.”

Russell then looked at the brief report on the Terran system that Karna had given him, and a bunch of information about Earth's ancient history before Christ flashed through his mind.

Strictly speaking, this is even worse than feudalism, isn't it? A system of indirect rule? How can there be slavery?
And what exactly is this state religion? Why can religions interfere in local governance?

"The national religion is considered advanced."

Karna added, noticing that Russell's gaze lingered on the information about the State Church for quite some time.

His friends' banter helped him recover his spirits; the most important thing now was to get down to business.

Apart from the state religion, no other force in the empire could mobilize the vast grassroots power of the empire.

"Furthermore, the state religion played a significant role in maintaining the stability of the human empire."

Russell's expression immediately became indescribable.

He glanced at Karna, who looked distressed, and then at the expressionless mortal representatives in the distance. He finally understood why Karna had invited him to speak with her alone first.

"The reason? Leader Karna."

"Because faith really works."

Karna raised his hand, and a wisp of black and red flame ignited.

Russell immediately felt his emotions calm down, and the anger that had been building up in his mind began to dissipate.

"?"

"I have absorbed your anger."

Karna shook the flames.

"This is the result of the transformation."

Recently, after being praised so much, Ramses has been picking out some factors that are convenient for combat from various options for him to use.

You can think of the vast group of believers as a pool of terms; Karna can find the useful terms and fill them in, while the rest are converted into pure spiritual energy.

Transforming anger is one method, and it's arguably the most effective one currently available.

It is powerful, especially when dealing with Khorne, it can even prevent demons from getting angry.

"Is it convenient for us to use technical means to analyze it?"

Russell pointed to the camera.

"Our scanning device can do the job."

"can."

Karna nodded, also curious about what the necromancy technology could reveal when it scanned him.

Russell pressed the comms button, whispered something, and then, a few seconds later, continued to look at Karna with an indescribable expression.

According to the report, the burning of the flames was caused by a distortion of reality. Some unknown energy forcibly constructed the rule in the real universe that Karna could absorb anger and ignite the flames.

"This"

Frankly, Russell felt this was somewhat like the previous regimes recorded in the Preservative Array.

They were also able to distort the laws of physics back then, and the current Pioneer Galaxy was created based on the solar system at that time.

Unfortunately, it completely collapsed for unknown reasons, leading to its current state of frequent disasters.

“So that’s how it is”

After receiving Russell's reply, Karna indicated that he understood.

"However, the power I wield is not of the same origin as the power wielded by your ancestors."

Karna keenly sensed that there was likely something on this planet.

At first, everyone guessed that it was a space undead that had fallen asleep and shared technology with humans, and had gone back to sleep.

This ancient race has left behind crypt worlds throughout the galaxy, awaiting awakening in a long slumber. Living metal and Gauss weapons are the hallmarks of this race.

Don't think that such a thing can't happen. After being transformed into mechanical life forms, the space necromancers have the ruler of the dynasty as their supreme governing entity, and the lower nodes obey their superiors completely and unconditionally. So as long as the ruler of the dynasty has a problem, anything is possible.

Coincidentally, among the undead in space who have been dormant for tens of millions of years, the proportion of those whose rulers have problems is not low at all.

It is said that there are also those who serve as planetary governors for the Empire, but Karna has never met them and will not comment further.

"Star God?"

"Yes, Star God."

Karna began to explain.

"Strictly speaking, they were the creators of the Necromancer race. Of course, most of them have now been destroyed by the Necromancers and become their weapons and energy sources."

"These ancient life forms are the embodiment of the laws of physics, and can influence and modify reality to varying degrees according to their own characteristics, thus manipulating physical phenomena."

They can be regarded as the four gods walking in the real universe, and their value is basically the same.

The Necromancers are a race that doesn't do much wrong; annihilating the Star Gods can be considered a great deed that benefits all ages.

"Is that so?"

Russell was still somewhat puzzled.

"One thing is certain: your ancestors were human, right?"

Karna confirmed again.

"This is certain: we still have the bodies of the original pioneers."

Russell replied seriously, then made a few swiping gestures on the transparent tablet in front of Karna, before emphasizing again.

“We can provide tissue samples for gene sequencing. The Empire should still have molecular biology expertise by now, right?”

The executive officer's voice carried a hint of trepidation.

Please don't use physiological characteristics to judge religions in human history.

"The era of M2."

Karna looked at the data but didn't rush to respond. Instead, he said to Ramses in his heart, "To be honest, seeing that people from the M2 era could traverse such a vast distance, I find it somewhat unreal."

It looks like a joke someone deliberately played.

"I've found the history here."

Ramses' voice rang out.

"At that time, the United Nations launched six colony ships, two of which were equipped with experimental subspace engines. However, they disappeared immediately after activation. Since humans at the time could not understand subspace, they attributed it to failure and abandoned research on subspace engines."

"The destruction of the other four colony ships during their flight led humanity to abandon interstellar colonization and focus on utilizing planets within the solar system, which also laid the foundation for humanity's highly advanced planetary terraforming technology."

"It wasn't until 18k, with the increasing influence of the warp, that the first psyker officially appeared in the official field of vision. Only after humanity gained an understanding of the warp did they pick up this technology again."

"That's roughly it. Finding the specific data would take forever."

Ramses shrugged.

He wasn't too concerned about such a coincidence. The expeditionary fleet had fought its way up to become the Dawn Fleet and had acquired quite a few lost worlds. After all, everyone would choose to respond to a request for help.

"Finally, please apologize to them on my behalf. For security reasons, I stole some remains."

"Of course, I've already gone through all the procedures for offering incense and such."

"it is good."

After responding to his companion, Karna said to Russell:

“I need to apologize to you because our compatriots verified your history first and took away some of the biological tissues of your ancestors.”

"Understandable."

Russell replied that vigilance was normal, as their artificial intelligence was constantly scanning these extraterrestrial visitors.

It's good that no one died. I just hope they don't end up like those pirates, slaughtering and dissecting them without warning.

Of course, the technology of tracing history through bodily tissues is somewhat magical.

"Secondly, we still use rigorous biological analysis to determine the human population, and strictly speaking, there has been little change in the human genome over the past 40,000 years, so you can rest assured about that."

Karna comforted him.

The idea of ​​pure-blooded humans is an old myth.

Although the chaos of the Old Night Era caused some humans to have rather bizarre appearances, there was actually no reproductive isolation. It's worth noting that a mere 1.23% genetic difference can prevent a species from exchanging genes.

"I understand, thank you for your understanding."

After reviewing the information, Russell breathed a sigh of relief, feeling incredibly fortunate that the leader of this fleet was an open-minded and rational person.

"By the way, Leader Karna, since the technology and artificial intelligence we possess are classified as forbidden, should we destroy these technologies after returning to the Empire?"

"I am only responsible for cultural exchange."

Karna placed a projection module on the table and gestured with his hand.

"You need to discuss the political aspects with Romulus."

"it is good."

Just as the opposing commander has already completed the handover with the surface military commission, professionals are responsible for professional matters. This avoids ambiguity in authority and responsibility and is more efficient.

Russell asked, "When would be a convenient time?"

"That's it now."

The module flickered, and Romulus's projection appeared.

"If it belongs to the Empire, artificial intelligence and alien technology will inevitably be destroyed. After you understand the current state of the galaxy in the future, I think you will understand why the Empire does not allow artificial intelligence to exist."

Russell appeared slightly nervous, but not too flustered.

Explaining the problem first indicates that the other party is willing to resolve it.

"but--"

Romulus, observing the data from this star system and the already compiled production and living standards of the Human Federation, continued:
"If we could directly govern this planet, then the above problems would not be problems."

In fact, the Emperor did not ban so-called artificial intelligence.

For example, if you play a farming game like Stellaris by yourself, you can at least control all the activities of an entire planet. So, if you go crazy, change policies arbitrarily, demolish buildings, and attack everyone indiscriminately, you can do all of that through your own will.

The future of a planet rests entirely in your hands.

Now the problem arises.

Chaos may not necessarily corrupt an AI, but it is not difficult to corrupt a person.

Once one person is corrupted, it means an entire planet is brought under control.

The Emperor's operation involves assigning the control of the stars to hundreds of people, and each decision requires a large number of people and a long period of coordination to be achieved.

It might seem like throwing the baby out with the bathwater, but it does ensure that when someone makes a major blunder, the blunder won't be too big.

"Of course, we will not violently reshape the local ruling structure. Our highest priority at present is to deal with the local greenskin threat, the 'pirate' problem, and any possible ancient threats."

Seeing Russell deep in thought, Romulus gave him a gentle smile.

"The priority is to protect human life and property. We can discuss the rest later."

"yes."

Russell said sincerely, "It's all for humanity," then realized his tone might have been inappropriate and quickly added:
"The Federation of Humans will actively cooperate with the Dawnwings' actions."

"For humanity."

Romulus laughed, looking at the information with great satisfaction.

"For humanity!"

Russell responded seriously.
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"Hmm, something's not right. Why does this feel different from what I imagined?"

At the top of the forging city, a human-like glint appeared on the metallic face of Tarasin, who was wearing the Crick Apprentice vest.

At this moment, he was symbolically setting up an antique telescope from the 17th-century Age of Exploration in Terra, symbolically peering into the distant scenery.

The normal procedure should be that the remnants of the fallen welcome the empire, the empire launches an attack, the empire suffers a setback, and then the empire sends in reinforcements.

Then this civilization will be wiped out, its heretical technology and culture will be erased, and the survivors will become laborers working day and night to atone for the emperor's sins, eventually forgetting the past and falling into the abyss along with the entire empire.

Ultimately, one's collection will become a unique item in the galaxy.

That's how it should normally be, right?

"That's strange, where did this Primarch come from?"

Tarasin muttered to himself.

(End of this chapter)