This is our Warhammer journey

Chapter 363 Dawn Arrives
Be vigilant at the Star Harbour Central Assembly Hall.

The buildings here are gray and white, which looks a bit monotonous, but they are very majestic. Everywhere you look, there are exquisite carvings, including a large number of images of human collectives, such as the grand scene of the Star Guardian Army charging and the busy corridors of the factory.

The site is divided into five sections, with the terrain gradually rising and separated by various tower-like walls, which, while maintaining a solemn atmosphere, also gives people a sense of the awe-inspiring nature of a military fortress.

The wide stone-paved road was painted with various emblems, which the traveling merchants could barely recognize, including those of the Astartes, the Star Guardians, and other Imperial forces.

The quality of the members at this exchange venue is truly astonishing.

Member of the Vigilant Star Merchant Alliance, head of the Ministry of the Interior, and tax officer of the Ministry of Justice.
You might even encounter an admiral from one of the main fleets in the Cadian Gate defense perimeter, or members of an Astartes Chapter who have come here for resupply.

The Empire has no shortage of slaves and laborers, but its fleet does lack a skilled workforce capable of maintaining the interiors of its warships, as well as an efficient transit point.

The Vigilant Star is perfect. While you're resupplying your fleet, you can even lead your fleet members to the surface to experience the Vigilant Star's unparalleled rejuvenation surgery and maintenance.

The most amazing thing is that each department has set up an office below the assembly hall. As long as the results are communicated, you can go directly to the relevant department to complete the registration.

It was less of a meeting place and more of a simple conference hall, where the conclusions reached could be implemented quickly, but no one presided over this grand meeting.

The arrival of the traveling merchant did not attract much attention, after all, his luxurious clothes were not conspicuous here.

He shrugged helplessly, and his squad immediately dispersed to gather intelligence, while he began to observe whether there were any familiar faces in the gathering place.

"."

The traveling merchant withdrew his gaze.

He seems to have arrived a little early.

"Are you from the Calissis Sector?"

A slightly plump middle-aged merchant stepped forward, and upon noticing the insignia on the traveling merchant's body, he quickly spoke:

"I have two routes leading to the borders of the Gate of Cadian."

"Oh?"

The traveling merchant leaned back slightly, somewhat surprised that the other party had so directly determined his purpose.

Yes, he traveled a great distance to Vigilant Star in order to use it as a stable base to explore the borders of the Gate of Cadian.

Following the conclusion of the 'Kardian Gate Self-Defense Counterattack,' and with the further stabilization of reality, the Eye of Fear experienced a rare contraction, revealing countless unexplored worlds within it.

The Dominators seem to be proponents of passive defense, showing little interest in interstellar exploration and dedicating themselves to building star fortresses and reinforcing the defenses of the Cardian Gate.

But for wandering merchants, an unexplored star field filled with alien technology is an unimaginable treasure.

"I feel obligated to remind you that the resupply operations for the Space Wolves during the war were no less military in scale than those for the Cardia. Many merchant ships, escorted by the Imperial fleet, had a certain understanding of the various sea routes."

A servant standing nearby offered a reminder.

The merchant immediately retreated in dissatisfaction.

The wandering merchant, realizing he had almost been ripped off, expressed his gratitude:
"Thank you."

"You're welcome."

The attendant shook his head and then explained.

"Although the Star District Government does not attach great importance to the development of the 'frontier,' it has already standardized the development plan at the request of the Primarch and handed it over to the Ministry of Justice for supervision, further reducing the impact of the free market. These merchants are just trying to make a quick buck during this window of opportunity. Their shipping lanes will soon be obsolete."

"So, sir, what is your suggestion?"

The traveling merchant couldn't help but feel fortunate for his generosity.

"If we're talking about who has the most comprehensive knowledge of the area surrounding the Eye of Fear right now, it's Space Wolf."

The attendant pointed to an Astartes office not far away.

"They led the attack behind the Eye of Fear, and nobody knows how much information they actually gathered during the process."

A space wolf sat with his legs spread wide on a sturdy bench, feasting wildly. Beside him was a storm prophet, clinking glasses with him over a glass of black liquor.

Hiccup~
The space wolf let out a thunderous burp, its pungent odor spreading everywhere.

The traveling merchant immediately looked troubled.

"It seems they are not currently welcoming of new members."

The attendant smiled and shrugged.

These Imperial merchants, seeing that the Space Wolves had set up a stall, planned to slaughter them like pigs, little did they know that these Astartes were quite clever.

"I suggest you wait a while before coming back, or you could go and take a look at the surface—"

He suggested that.

Dudu~
Suddenly, the badge on the attendant's chest vibrated twice.

His expression immediately changed.

"what happened?"

The traveling merchant was puzzled.

"Please follow me to the viewing platform. Of course, you can also ask me to stay here with you."

The attendant said with a smile.

The moment he finished speaking, the crowd in the assembly hall surged toward the transparent window sill.

The space wolf, who was isolating the whole world, also smashed his cup and stood up immediately after being reminded by the Storm Prophet.

"Please lead the way."

The puzzled traveling merchant waited for his companion to return before speaking up.

He arrived at the high platform in the inner court, where many people had gathered, including traveling merchants and even ordinary tourists.

"You can get in by buying a ticket."

The attendant beside him gave a reminder, his gaze fixed intently ahead.

The traveling merchant also raised his eyes, then froze.

He saw a glimmer of hope.
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This was a scene that traveling merchants and wandering travelers could hardly describe. The crowd was moving spontaneously.

There was no propaganda from a state religion, no incitement from a planetary government, and no forced shutdown before a large gathering.

People who were enjoying their leisure time spontaneously came to the port to watch the glorious fleet enter the harbor, expressing their feelings for it with cheers.

In the enclave that once belonged to the aristocratic Green Garden, the light could only reach the highest spire, and few people could witness the moment of glory. The tens of millions of residents who lived there had long been able to reach the high places.

Most people had come to the edge of the porthole, some pilgrims from remote star systems having spent their money and connections just to get a little closer to that glorious fleet.

A few people, whether old, rebellious, or foolish, venture into magnificent halls or reside in simple sanctuaries, either closing their eyes in prayer or turning a blind eye.

For most people, the day they left their nest and saw the clear sunlight for the first time is as distant as a dream.

They looked at the abundant food and clutched the hem of their decent clothes.

Some people were all smiles, while others were in tears.

For most people, the gradually brightening light is like a promise, and also like a farewell to the past.

As the sun glides across the sky, in the eyes of countless people, some watch it go, whispering prayers to a man who refuses to be called God, whispering prayers to those beings who have become part of humanity.

That glorious fleet has arrived.
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Watch out for Star Harbor, Dawn

Ramses walked into the office with a cheerful smile.

"Hey, the communication network is all set up. Now both humans and Eldar can exchange information in real time through the Eternal Circuit built in the Dawn."

He came to Romulus's side and casually picked up a document.

It's finally done! I no longer have to endure countless voices chattering in my head.

Let Lao Luo worry about it himself from now on.

"Oh."

The ruler, who was leaning over the desk, gave a perfunctory response, and De la Cruz handed him another document.

"Take a look at these documents. The details have already been sent to you via the intranet. Once the paper documents are approved, they will be released. You will choose the personnel yourself and be responsible for leading them. The goal is to break free from the technological control of the Eldar as much as possible."

Romulus began to explain.

"Oh."

Clearly, the joy of liberation lasted only a moment.

"The Construction of an Independent Psionic Communication Network", "The Modification of Psionic Warfare Weapons", and "Analysis and Research on the Characteristics of the Eldar Souls".
Ramses looked closely and his face immediately fell in despair.

"Can't we just not do it?"

He asked hopefully.

"No."

He replied calmly.

"alright."

Ramses shook his head, simply accepted it, and then turned around.

"By the way, there's one more thing."

Romulus sent another document.

"Your participation is still needed in the initial experiments of the subsurface module. Report to Arthur in two days to collect data."

"Oh."

Ramses turned his head and nodded.

Then he took a step.

"And one more thing--"

"Could you please finish your explanation in one go?"

"This is the last one."

Romulus then sent over another generated document.

"This is for the Navigator family. They will need you to send someone to provide guidance on psionic matters so they can assist the Space Wolves in continuing their exploration of the Eye of Fear route."

"Row."

Ramses reached out and took it, then quickly stepped forward and pushed open the door.

"and many more!"

"Is there anything else?"

"Yes."

"The last thing you mentioned."

"Just arrived."

"."

"Hey, ah—give it to me, give it to me!"

With the increasingly cheerful smile of the Invincible Iron Guard Secretary General Ernesto de la Cruz, the two like-minded partners finished handing over their work and parted ways once again.

hum~
The starlight pierced the projection, and the figures of people rushing about and the warm light came into view.

Romulus raised his eyes, looked at the expectant crowd, and smiled.

We've enjoyed the joy of victory long enough.

Now they will once again immerse themselves in the mundane realities of daily life.

　P.S.: Waaaaah, I got home late, so late!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)