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Chapter 260, Version 7.0 Update
"For the Emperor."

The little alpaca swung the giant sword in its hand.

He shouted as he blocked the orc chieftain's battle axe that swung down.
The orc leader was nearly four meters tall, with a burly physique and thick muscles that looked like they could run a train.

The battle axe in his hand was even more exaggerated; although crude, it was enormous.

When it was swung, a series of ear-piercing popping sounds were heard in the air.

The alpaca's body appears somewhat slender.
She maintains the physique of a normal fit woman; although she has muscles, they are not exaggerated, and even when she wears armor, she does not appear bulky.

However, her strength was extraordinary; even when facing an orc chieftain, she could fight him to a standstill.

"What incredible power!!"

Commissar Brock, who was also carrying out the decapitation strike, stared wide-eyed at the sight.

He too had walked through mountains of corpses and seas of blood.
They naturally knew just how ridiculously powerful these green-skinned orcs were.

Orc leaders are among the best.

Now, a nun from the Church of England is actually able to fight this behemoth to a standstill!

If this were told to others, I'm afraid no one would believe it.

Zheng!
The clash of swords and axes produced a continuous, resounding sound.
After the little alpaca shouted the Emperor's name once more, it forcefully pushed away the orc chieftain's battle axe.
Then, he leaped up, raised his sword, and beheaded the orc leader.

The massive headless corpse twitched for a moment before collapsing with a thud.

This orc leader was currently the highest-ranking leader of the green-skinned orcs, yet he has been killed.

The green-skinned orcs, who had been fighting, cried out in alarm and turned to flee.

With their orc leader dead, their morale collapsed.

The war horns sounded at this moment.

The Imperial forces remaining in the hive capital seized the opportunity to launch a counterattack, slaughtering the demoralized orcs.

The players chanted various slogans and slaughtered the green-skinned orcs, routing them completely.

After several hours, the green-skinned orcs' offensive completely collapsed.
The Empire won a great victory and pressed on to hunt down the remaining green-skinned orcs, determined to wipe them out completely.

"Thank you for your help." Colonel Nanlu expressed his sincere gratitude to the alpaca and the others.

He hadn't expected the reinforcements to be so effective.
First, they helped him fight back against the Kashejin squad that came to collect taxes.
Helped to drive back the green-skinned orcs.

They also carried out decapitation strikes.
In just two or three days, the arrogant orcs were routed.

"Compared to other players, my speed is considered slow."

The little alpaca wasn't happy, because the Emperor Bull and Horse Legion and the Hammer and Scythe Legion were frantically grinding quests.

Their efficiency is far greater than hers.

Especially that Warhammer Succubus,
Damn, don't they need to rest?
A global battle was won in a single day!
A certain Zhihu (a Chinese Q&A website) claims that fifty Astartes could conquer a planet in a day.
That's just netizens making a meme.

As it turns out, you damned bunch of bastards are actually taking down a planet every day.

The little alpaca was very upset; her team, Battle Roses, was being pushed down the rankings by those "scrolling kings" little by little.

In a while, I'm afraid the top twenty will be out.

"The main threat posed by the orcs has been eliminated, and our mission here is considered complete. I'll sign here; I need to go support the next world."

The alpaca took out a data board.

It contains information about missions related to supporting Demeton II.

“Okay.” Colonel Nanlu didn’t waste any words and immediately signed it with his biometric stamp.

After receiving the signature, the alpaca uploaded the task.

Before long, they received a new mission: to support another world that was being harassed by Chaos traitors.

"Mission accomplished, we should be going now. Don't worry, I'll talk to the Ministry of the Interior. Demeton II's tax suspension is only due to the invasion."

The alpaca put away the data panel and offered a few words of comfort to Colonel Nanlu.
The eyes of this battle-hardened imperial soldier immediately reddened.

Firstly, because I was moved.
The chosen ones actually remembered the tithe.

I was even prepared to go there myself to explain.
Since its invasion, Demeton II has been in an awkward position, neglected and unloved by both sides.
Not only are there no reinforcements, but those idiots from the Ministry of the Interior also want to levy taxes.

Now, the Chosen Ones have arrived, not only helping them deal with the greenskin orcs, but also helping them with the tithe.

Secondly, I admire them. These chosen ones are so loyal. They have just finished this battle and are already rushing to the next battlefield.

The Chosen Ones' loyalty to the Emperor is unparalleled.

Just as Colonel Nanlu was about to express his gratitude, the little alpaca waved his hand and said, "No need for thanks. We're pressed for time and have a heavy mission, so we'll be leaving now."

The little alpaca called for the battle barge, instructing the servants left behind to send a transport boat down.

However, before the transport ship even disembarked, he received a message.

The Ministry of the Interior's disciplinary forces have arrived.

It also bears the markings of a courthouse.

It was obvious that the act of not paying tithes had angered the incompetent officials at the Ministry of the Interior.
They even dragged the courtroom into it.

The punitive fleet quickly arrived in orbit around Demeton II.

They also locked onto the combat barges of players like the alpaca.
Make them surrender immediately, or open fire.

“Why don’t you take me with you? As long as I confess, they shouldn’t make things too difficult for you.” Colonel Nanlu volunteered after learning about the matter, deciding to take on the responsibility. “I’ll also put in a good word for them,” Commissar Brock stepped forward. “This isn’t a malicious refusal to hand over the goods, but rather due to uncontrollable factors.”

"This is none of your business," the alpaca shook its head in refusal, then boarded the transport ship and headed to the punitive fleet.

The transport boat was very fast.

A few minutes later, they arrived at the flagship of the punitive fleet.

After announcing their identity,

The transport ship successfully struck the fleet's flagship and landed at the hangar location.

"The Chosen One".

Seeing the alpaca emerge from the cabin,
The judge in charge of the disciplinary action was immediately wide-eyed.

He quickly ran up to the alpaca and bowed to it in a salute.

“Chosen One, I am a junior judge of Glad. It is an honor to meet you here.”

The Ministry of the Interior official in charge of requisitioning weapons and ammunition was unaware of the Chosen Ones, but as a member of the Inquisition, he was aware of them.

After all, they were the most well-informed people in the entire empire.

"You want to kill me as a traitor?"

The little alpaca looked at the judge in front of it with a rather unfriendly expression.

"The Chosen Ones represent the Emperor's will. If you are traitors, then isn't the entire Empire full of rebels?"

"This must be a misunderstanding, please don't take it to heart, Chosen One."

"Misunderstanding?" The alpaca shook its head. "I don't think it's a misunderstanding. Paying taxes is certainly an obligation that every imperial world should fulfill, but the empire also has an obligation to protect these worlds and their innocent citizens."

"Ignoring the objective conditions of each planet and forcibly imposing taxes may seem like an act of loyalty, but it is in fact a shameful betrayal."

"Those in positions of power should fulfill their responsibilities. To turn a blind eye to a world on the brink of collapse and in need of support, and instead to be aggressive by sending people to levy taxes, is unacceptable. If I weren't here, the inhabitants of this planet would likely have been slaughtered long ago."

“The Ministry of the Interior is also considering the bigger picture,” Glad tried to say something to calm the anger of the chosen one before him.

"The bigger picture... whose bigger picture?" The little alpaca wasn't going to let things end like this.
The number of people killed by Chaos is less than the number killed by those incompetent, useless people who occupy positions without doing their jobs.

Forcing a world embroiled in war to pay taxes—what is that if not betrayal?
"I understand." Glad sighed inwardly, silently mourning for those foolish officials who never left their homes.

He used to use the big picture and power to pressure people, but now it's his turn.

“I will keep an eye on this until there is a satisfactory answer,” the alpaca said.

“You will be satisfied with the result,” Glad assured him.

A few days later,
AN06.01 Inventory World

The punitive fleet has arrived.

Inquisitor Gled waved his hand and gave orders to his stormtrooper squad.

“Investigate the officials in the area to see if they have committed any dereliction of duty by ignoring the suffering of the world’s taxation.”

The courtroom was very efficient.

More than a dozen officials were dragged out.

After investigation, it was found that these officials were using outdated data to calculate taxes.

This has led to some prosperous parts of the world where no taxes are paid.

The impoverished world was plundered.
Starvation to death is considered a mild consequence.

Many of these worlds were forced into rebellion.

They were suppressed several more times by the imperial army.
The slaughter was so fierce that rivers of blood flowed and fields were filled with white bones.

Glad was stunned.
These bureaucrats, with just a few documents, have caused more deaths than the Chaos Traitors.

"I have dedicated sixty years to the Empire, what right do you have to arrest me?!"

"I want to see a higher-ranking official; I want to seek justice."

An elderly man in a tax collector's robe shouted hysterically.
But no one responded to him; instead, they coldly gagged him.

These officials will be taken back for interrogation to see if they colluded with the Chaos Gods.
Meanwhile, on the other side of the Milky Way, Qin Yun,

Soon we saw the report submitted by the Demeton Galaxy.

He praised the alpaca's actions and then instructed Xiling to give the young player a reward.
Encourage her to continue her efforts, supporting those worlds while also helping them solve some fundamental problems.

"We need to encourage players not to rush, but to proceed steadily. Doing tasks is not just about getting rewards, but also about taking the opportunity to change those bad things."

"It's been a long time since we've had a major update, so let's take this opportunity to apply this patch."

Qin Yun said to himself.

After the 6.0 version update, Xiling made some patch updates to improve level restrictions and reward redemption.

Now, many more problems and new technologies have accumulated.
To release a new version, we need to solve these problems and promote new technologies.

"Master, are you going to release version 7.0?"

Xiling appeared beside Qin Yun, her face showing curiosity.

P.S.: I need to slow down and try writing 10,000 words a day again; my stamina is wearing thin!

(End of this chapter)