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Chapter 208 is complete; biotechnology is complete.
Congratulations on gaining experience! Your level has increased.

LV18->LV19
Learn the skill: Battle Foresight
Ordinary precognitive abilities allow one to see many fragments of the future, while combat precognitive abilities only allow one to see the course of the battle.
However, the accuracy and targeting of combat prediction are stronger.

Of course, if you encounter an enemy who also possesses the ability to predict battle,

It all comes down to who is better at strategizing and who has the sharpest combat instincts.

Learned Skill: Summon the Dead

As long as they are loyal to humanity and the Empire, they can serve you even after death.
After using this skill, one can summon the spirits of the dead.
You can ask the other party to provide the information you need.
Or transform the opponent into a heroic spirit warrior to continue fighting for you.

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"Finally, I've reached level 19. It wasn't easy, it wasn't easy at all."

Qin Yun felt a little excited as he looked at the upgrade notification.

The last time I leveled up to 18 was right after defeating Baal.

Many hardworking players have already reached the same level as him.

Although their equipment, skills, and combat power are far inferior to his.

"Battle Prediction!"

Qin Yun carefully read the description of this skill.

He already possessed precognitive abilities.

They can see fragments of their future destiny through dreams or hallucinations.

Combat foresight differs from ordinary foresight; it doesn't foresee other scenarios, only events within the battle itself.

For example, the enemy's moves and next action.

It's similar to the ultimate form of Observation Haki in One Piece.

Before the enemy launches an attack, one can anticipate their moves and make corresponding preparations.

It is said that some members of the Thousand Sons Legion really like this style of combat.

They often anticipate the enemy's moves, choosing the path most advantageous to themselves in battle, thus defeating the foe.

"It's a perfect tool for showing off when used to deal with weaklings."

All of the opponent's attacks can be anticipated and dodged with ease.

Occasionally, I can tidy up my clothes and chat a bit, which is quite enjoyable to think about.

"Summon the dead! That's a pretty good skill."

There are many things that the living don't know.
The dead hold the truth.

The courtroom possesses unique magic capable of summoning the souls of the dead.

However, this kind of summoning has great limitations.
First: The other party must have recently died.
Second: The spell must be cast next to the opponent's corpse.

Qin Yun's summoning of the dead was much simpler.
As long as the other party is loyal, you can use the skill to summon them.

It can interrogate people to find out the truth, or it can directly transform heroic spirits to fight for them, which seems very practical.

"saint."

The devout invocation pulled Qin Yun back to reality.

He looked up and saw a man dressed as a judge, along with the other man's servant.

"I am Rostov, serving in the Alien Inquisition."

“These are my servants, Lachlant, and Chirk of the Chicanti clan.”

Rostov introduced himself and his men in a reverent tone.

Qin Yun nodded and said with a smile, "Thank you for your service to the Emperor, Judge Rostov. You have performed very well, and He is very satisfied."

“This is what I should do, Your Majesty.” Judge Rostov’s voice was choked with sobs; to be recognized by the Emperor was his life’s desire.

"You are a member of the Qikanti clan, created by the ancient sages."

Qin Yun looked behind Rostov and saw what appeared to be the Chikanti tribe, a group of reptilians.

“Yes, a human saint.” Chirk tried to remain calm.

"It's clear that the wisdom and technology of the ancient sages have reached the pinnacle." Qin Yun looked Chirk up and down. "Not only could they create the Spirit Race, but they could also create you."

"The Ancient Ones are beings from mythology. If they were still alive, the Warp would never have become so terrifying."

Chirk's words piqued Qin Yun's curiosity. "Why do you say that?"

"The Ancient Saints possessed a special means to control the Warp. According to my ancestors, they would have had no chance of failure unless a crisis had broken out simultaneously in both the real world and the Warp."

Chirk recounted the ancient history that the elders of his tribe had told him.

"I see!" Qin Yun said with a thoughtful expression.

No wonder Old Huang was in such a hurry; he must know something.

“You promised my retinue that if they could reclaim your home planet, I would let them enter the ancient library to search for clues to the ancient relics.”

“Yes, a human saint.” A look of tension crossed Chirke’s face.

She knew that xenophobic sentiments were rampant in the human empire and worried that the other party was also a member of it.

"I'm not xenophobic," Qin Yun said, seeing through her thoughts. "As long as you don't pose a threat to humanity, I'm happy to cooperate with you."

“We have no intention of opposing humanity,” Chirk quickly assured them.

"Words are meaningless; actions speak louder than words."

Qin Yun didn't care about the other party's solemn promises.
"My retinue will help you reclaim your home planet. I hope you will keep your promise, or you will know the consequences."

Cute little lizardmen, you wouldn't want to be handed over to those Indians, would you?!

So please work hard to help humanity find the relics of the ancient sages.

For the current empire, tracing and replicating the genes of a particular ethnic group is not difficult.
With a single order, within a month, 100,000 Indians could be raised using incubation pods.

“We will never break our oath.” Chirk felt a chill run down his spine upon hearing the words of the human saint.

Qin Yun chatted with Rostov and the others for a while, then they heard the roar of an engine.
Several gunboats slowly landed not far away.

As the hatch opened, Commander Ashaguey of the Saint Astor Battle Group arrived with a group of high-ranking fleet officers.

They humbly bowed to Qin Yun, swore their loyalty, and reported their battle results to him.

And this time,
Zhong Ge and the others chatted in the chat channel.
With Skabrand's defeat, Blackstone Engine was reversed, and their war score soared, putting them in first place.

Zhan Shuai: "I'm furious! Why did you guys come up here again?!"

Jujiro: "Damn it, no wonder he didn't want to participate in Terra Spring, there's a big fish in the water!!"

Little Fatty: "(╥╯^╰╥)"

Little alpaca: "(へ╬)"

"........."

Brother Zhong: "Standard procedure, standard procedure, nothing to mention."

"Actually, I'm not interested in war points at all, and I'm even less interested in MVP. I don't know why you guys are fighting for this."

Jujiro: "(╯>д<)╯┸┸)`ν)┻━┻"

Little Fatty: "(╬◣д◢), you show-off."

Ocean: "@Brother Seed, the Empire should pass a law that all show-offs should be tied to the bow of the ship and thrown into the sun."

"........."

…………

The original Blackstone device was destroyed, and the reborn Blackstone device reversed the obelisk, began to repair the wounds of reality, and enhanced the veil between reality and the warp.

The news reached Cassandra, the commander-in-chief of the Third Fleet, within ten minutes of the battle's end.

A burst of cheers erupted from the bridge of the Noble Discipline.

With a smile, Cassandra extended her hand, signaling the cheering officers to calm down.
"Now, it's our turn to strike. The massacre expeditionary force will be crushed before the iron will of the Imperial soldiers."

“We kill in the name of the emperor, we kill for the dead, we kill for the living.”

"Issue the order to the entire Third Fleet: all forces, all battle groups, launch an attack and end this."

With the victory achieved by the Saint Astor battle group
Other combat groups quickly switched from a defensive to an offensive posture.

The massacre of the expeditionary force was cut off by the well-prepared imperial army.
Isolated and helpless, they were annihilated in despair.
The fallen planets were also reclaimed one by one.

Those traitors who failed to escape were all executed by the imperial army in the name of revenge.

In the warp, Khorne was furious about the failure to massacre the expeditionary force, but he was powerless to do anything about it.

The strengthening of the barriers of reality has greatly weakened the power He can project.

"Damn cursed one."

Khorne roared in anger once more.

But the black sun was icy cold and never responded.

…………

Qin Yun bid farewell to the Rostov judges and the high-ranking commanders of the St. Astor combat group.

Not long after returning to Terra,
News of the Third Fleet's great victory quickly spread, causing a sensation.

Countless people took to the streets to cheer for the Third Fleet.
With the advancement of new laws and the widespread use of the internet, people's sense of ownership is gradually awakening.

The victory of the Third Expeditionary Fleet was a victory for the entire human race.

It was humanity's deadly counterattack against the enemy of chaos.
The Third Fleet's battle was not for anything else, but for the survival of humanity and for a better life for those who come after.

The newly established network was incredibly noisy.

The Third Fleet released some verified videos, which received a lot of likes.

"We're going to fight like this, so hard. If we don't use our taxes to buy bullets, are we going to use them to buy coffins?"

"Enough said, I'm joining the army right now. I want to go and beat up those bastards too."

"For the Emperor."

"For the Emperor."

"........."

Qin Yun also paid attention to the online public opinion.
Many people are happy about this victory, but there are also some discordant or even outrageous voices.

"What's the point of fighting a war? So many people die. It would be better to use the money to improve people's lives."

"Is this true? I'm also an Imperial soldier, stationed in Hydrafer. How come I don't know about this battle?"

"It's obviously fake; it's definitely a fake propaganda campaign by the Empire."

"........."

Such remarks once made people think that the person who made the statement was stupid and brainless.
However, the investigation revealed that these people were either cult members or conservatives who had lost their vested interests and were dissatisfied with Qin Yun.

Seeing the empire slowly crawl out of the mire,
They felt uneasy and desperately tried to smear and spread rumors.

"The internet still needs to be registered with real names; each person needs to have a unique account."

"We also need to establish a tiered and review system."

Upon seeing these comments, Qin Yun also pondered some deeper questions.

Do not underestimate the Chaos Gods.

They believe that the internet can protect them from corruption.

On the contrary, the internet may, to some extent, even exacerbate the corruption of the gods, or even cause their destructive power to increase exponentially.

If a galactic-level network were to be built in the future, a large-scale information war or rumor outbreak would deal a fatal blow to the empire. Given the capabilities of the Four Gods, they could certainly create countless galactic-level internet celebrities with explosive popularity.

Using them to mislead the people of the empire would be an easy task.

Therefore, this situation needs to be suppressed at its source.
Those who can use the internet to become famous across galaxies

Only those imperial heroes whose loyalty has been proven can be chosen.

"It's time to develop a network management plan; we must prevent the network from becoming a tool of the gods."

Qin Yun muttered to himself,

Now is the best time to implement controls.
The lighthouse was completely under their control.
With Xiling's assistance,

They would not encounter much resistance in enacting management laws or building firewalls against the gods.

Just do it,

Qin Yun asked Xiling to assist him in drafting a bill on internet management.

…………

Hydrafort Fortress World.

A battle barge departed the harbor and flew into the vast, boundless void.

Upon arriving at Mandeville, they opened the subspace portal, entered the High Heavens, and embarked on faster-than-light travel.

“Take the hero home and let him be buried where he wants to be.”

Standing on the bridge, Brother Zhong recalled the scene before his departure.

Judge Rostov handed over the ashes and belongings of the fallen mid-level navigator, Skolos, while giving him earnest instructions.

The navigator volunteered to find the Black Stone Device and ultimately sacrificed himself.

As promised before his death, the court will return him to the Alfred family cemetery and exonerate him.

Let those who mocked him know,
He was a great imperial hero, not the traitor they called him.
Skolos's belongings were few: a few sets of clothes, some precious treasures, and a notebook recording his painful past.

After reading the navigator's diary, all the players, including Brother Zhong, felt heavy-hearted.

Because of his mutation, Skolas has faced discrimination and oppression since childhood.
His peers called him a freak and stole his food and toys.

Actually, those toys were ones that others didn't want and threw away, which he secretly picked up himself.
Because no one will buy him toys.

Even though the Alfred family was wealthy and his parents enjoyed a high standard of living,
But Scolos never received any gifts.

His parents also beat and scolded him in every way, regarding him as a jinx and a potential traitor.

But the children still came to snatch it, not because they wanted the toy, but simply to bully him.

They snatched the toy and smashed it in front of Skolos, then beat him.

Skolos possesses psionic powers, which erupt uncontrollably due to his emotions when he is bullied too much.
And then, those family members who were invisible when he was being bullied will reappear.

They accused him, called him a traitor, a freak, and a bastard who harmed his people.

They pinned all the blame on him.

Scolos was repeatedly suppressed and bullied.

Eventually, he became gloomy and silent.

The only light in Skolos's life

She was Effie, a lowly slave who served the Alfred family.

Perhaps it was their shared tragic experiences that brought them together.

This girl, who was the same age as Sklos, became his only friend.
They gave him the only care and friendship he had in his life.
She even gave him a kiss the night before he was sold.

That was the only kiss Scolos ever received in his life.

Even if the other person only kissed his cheek.

The task for players like Seed Bro is to bring back Skolos's relics and clear his name.
Of course, he also had another wish in his diary, which was to give his belongings to Effie, the only person who had ever cared for him.

Although Skolos didn't say it, Judge Rostov still decided to grant his request, and in the player's mission, he solemnly instructed the players to find Effie and treat her as kindly as possible.

Scolos's sacrifice deserved the judge's mercy.

This poor navigator endured immense suffering yet remained steadfast in his faith and loyalty.

If such a person cannot have a peaceful end...
Then everything they fought for would be meaningless.

The subspace journey went very smoothly.
Two days later, they arrived at Scolos's home planet, Okmel, a hive city.

Terra's reform decrees have not yet reached this area, nor has the Lighthouse Network been deployed here.

The people here knew nothing of the victories achieved by the Third Expeditionary Fleet.
The player's combat barge reported its arrival as required and entered the planet's port.

Immediately afterwards, Brother Zhong and his group traveled by transport boat to the surface nest city.

Upon learning that they were envoys from the Inquisition, the planet's governor arrived with a group of local nobles to greet them.

After a brief chat, Brother Zhong went straight to the point and asked the obese planet governor,

"We're here for the Alfred family. Are any members of this family in your group?"

"Chieftain of Alfred, come forth quickly! The messenger has come for you!" the planetary governor shouted to the nobles.
As soon as he finished speaking, a man dressed in fine clothes came out with seven or eight men and women.

"Envoy, Your Excellency the Governor."

The man stepped forward, bowed respectfully, and looked somewhat uneasy and anxious.

Brother Zhong noticed that the other person's forehead was covered with a silk scarf.

Clearly, this guy is also a navigator.

“We’ve come for your family’s Scolos,” said Brother Zhong.

The man frowned. "Envoy, that mutant has no connection with the Alfred family anymore. If he commits any crime, just take him to the authorities to bring him to justice."

It was learned that the messengers were there for the Alfred family.

“From the moment he was born, I knew he was no good person. Just look at his ugly, freakish appearance; he’s bound to be a wicked seed who betrays the glory of the God-Emperor.”

“If it weren’t for the Navigator Act requiring him to be raised, we would have strangled him long ago.”

The people behind the man also spoke up.
"Yes, sir, whatever that scoundrel did has nothing to do with us."

"That bad seed has been bad since he was a child, and he's still not a good person now that he's grown up. He must have gotten himself into big trouble."

“Your Excellency, our Alfred family has severed ties with that man.”

"........."

As Zhong Ge listened to their slander against Scolos, he suppressed his anger.

He suddenly felt that simply burying Sklos in the Alfred family cemetery...

That's far from enough to truly make up for the hurt the other person suffered.
Skolos is a hero and deserves the applause and flowers that belong to heroes.

"Your Excellency, did you hear the voices of many members of the Alfred family? Skolas is an absolute scoundrel; we have already expelled him from the family. We beg you…"

When a man is talking incessantly,
Brother Zhong clenched his fist and then slammed it hard into the other person's face.

“If you continue to humiliate an imperial hero, I will not hesitate to execute you all.”

“I have been ordered to deliver the relics and remains of the Imperial hero, Skolas. As a hero who gave everything for the Emperor, his dying wish was to be buried in his hometown, so we are personally escorting him back.”

The sudden truth caught the governor and many nobles completely off guard.
The members of the Alfred family were utterly shocked and dumbfounded.

Skolos, whom they despised, became an imperial hero.
He was even personally escorted back by the court—what an honor!

"That's impossible, he's a bad seed, he's destined to be a traitor..."

A middle-aged man shook his head, disbelieving that Skolos was an imperial hero.

Brother Zhong didn't intend to waste his breath on someone like that.
He drew his sword, walked over, and pinned the other man to the floor with a single strike.

He had wanted to do this ever since he met the members of this family.

Now that my wish has come true, I feel inexplicably great.

The man let out a pig-like scream, and bright red blood gushed out, soon staining the floor red.

The governor and other dignitaries were terrified by this scene and turned pale.

"This is the price of humiliating the heroes of the empire."

Brother Zhong spoke calmly, then turned to look at the Governor.

“Scolos made great contributions, and I think he should have a sculpture to be remembered by the world.”

Before the governor could speak, the patriarch of Alfred spoke up.

“It’s not difficult, not at all. We will build a magnificent sculpture for Scolos so that the world can admire it.”

His tone was very agitated.
It seems that the person who just said Scolos was destined to become a traitor was not him.

"This is disgusting," White Wolf said over the communication channel.

Seed Brother looked at the chieftain of Alfred and sneered, "Skolos has nothing to do with you. He only wanted to be buried on his home planet. You can forget about getting a piece of his honor."

“I will expose everything you have done to him and let the world see your shameless faces.”

"You've gone too far," a man said indignantly. "We've treated Skolos badly before, but you can't treat us like this!"

Brother Zhong grinned as he looked at the person who had spoken.

"I may have gone too far, but what can you do about it?"

“I am the Emperor’s chosen one, representing the Emperor’s will. Even if I kill you, I will not bear any responsibility. But if you dare to lay a hand on me, that is defying the Emperor and intending to rebel.”

Brother Zhong's words made those guys turn pale.
"Scolos is a hero of the empire, a martyr who saved humanity. Build a statue in his honor, listing his achievements and past."

"If anyone has a problem with this, let him come to me. I guarantee I'll crack a big hole in his head."

“Every now and then, I come back here to check on the condition of the sculpture. If I come back and find that the sculpture is damaged, I guarantee that someone will lose their head because of it.”

This time, no one dared to voice any objections.

After explaining the sculpture, Brother Zhong set off to find the woman named Effie.
Time flies, and the once young woman has now entered middle age.

Due to some unforeseen circumstances, Effie lost her ability to have children.

Therefore, he remains a widow to this day, living a very miserable life.

When she learned of the death of her old friend Scolos, she wept bitterly.

Perhaps she was the only one who shed tears for Scolos.

The cult leader abolished Effie's status as a slave and gave her Scolos's inheritance.
Only after confirming that Skolos would have a sculpture and be remembered, and that Effie would have a good life, did Zhong Ge set off to leave.

…………

Calissis Sector

MC Dynasty Research Headquarters

Excitement emanated from a fully equipped, high-security laboratory.

"It's done, it's done this time."

"The first generation of biological brain research has been successful, and mankind will once again have the computing power to analyze the universe."

Players like MC Myth and MC Legend looked excitedly at the giant brain immersed in the nutrient tank.

This is a giant biological brain specially bred using human genes, a modified version of the Contemplative Servant.

After testing, the computational power of the biological brain was found to be in no way inferior to that of a cutting-edge silicon-based chip of the same size.
The era of biotechnology for humankind will begin with this super biological brain.

PS: I paid off one debt today, which is 13,000.

Hopefully, it can stay that way.

(End of this chapter)