In the game "Super God," thankfully, it can simulate countless worlds.

The scavengers paused for a moment, then charged at you, yelling and screaming, seemingly unaffected by your illusion.

"Serves you right, you tried to show off as soon as you came up here." Lin Yuan curled his lip.

Ordinary people who can survive in the Warhammer world have pretty good basic resistances in all aspects, otherwise they would have been mutated long ago.

[Shout out, Susanoo!]

A gigantic skull appeared around you, and the majestic Susanoo stood before the scavengers.

The scavengers all stopped in their tracks, exclaiming in surprise, "You're an alien!"

You flew into a rage, berating them for their lack of culture, claiming you were clearly the emperor's angel.

[You've started shouting, "To not believe in you is to not believe in the Emperor!"]

Those who do not believe in emperors are heretics!

A scavenger scratched his head and pulled a scroll from his pants. It depicted a Space Marine from the Ultramarines Legion.

He looked at the Space Marines in the painting, then at you, and loudly asked, "Why do you look different from the other angels?"

[Hmm? You narrowed your eyes slightly, activated your exclusive eye technique, and instantly appeared in front of the skeptic, slapping him to the ground.]

You roared: Heretic! Don't even think about bewitching people!

Many scavengers were intimidated by your methods and acknowledged you as their leader.

Although I believe you are not one of the Emperor Angels.

A few days later, through a combination of coercion and manipulation, you successfully took control of this garbage dump.

You gave yourself the codename: Son of the Emperor, and strictly required all your subordinates to address you by this codename.

"Good heavens, I'm speechless." Lin Yuan couldn't hold back any longer when he saw this.

So, if they can't bewitch me, they'll just force me to do it?

"And did you obtain the Emperor's consent before becoming the Emperor's son?"

"You still want to inherit the throne, don't you?"

On the 10th day, you and several men arrived at one of the largest settlements near the junkyard to gather intelligence.

Here, you learn a general overview of the empire and discover that the Emperor has already ascended to the golden toilet, making it impossible for him to expose you now.

This makes you even more complacent and leads you to decide to go all in.

On this desolate planet at the edge of the galaxy, you founded the Umbrella Corporation, symbolizing the protection of the emperor's people like an umbrella.

During your exploration, you discover that this planet was once the site of a devastating interstellar war, leaving behind many valuable artifacts.

Although the more intact and valuable damaged warships have already been taken away by interstellar merchants, occasionally a lucky individual will find some intact weapons and make a small fortune.

You've spotted a business opportunity.

You begin collecting useful resources from scavengers at low prices, strictly prohibiting private transactions, and regularly trading with interstellar merchants.

You amassed a fortune through your monopoly on the landfill business.

Soon, the planet's governor, Arthur Levi, learned that a man claiming to be the son of the Emperor had taken control of the junkyard.

He initially looked down on the small business of the junkyard, but Governor Arthur would not allow anyone to establish themselves as king on his territory.

Not to mention they dared to shamelessly call themselves "Son of the Emperor."

Governor Arthur quickly assembled a guard, preparing to send them to attack you.

Meanwhile, completely unaware of Governor Arthur's hostility, you are examining a metal sphere presented to you by your subordinates.

[This was discovered by a 12-year-old boy in a deep crater, rumored to have been created by a plasma cannon.]

[The fact that it remained intact under the firepower of a plasma cannon suggests that this thing is probably not simple.]

I pressed the button above, but the metal ball didn't react at all.

You're starting to wonder if this thing is broken.

After several unsuccessful attempts, you decisively picked up the metal ball and tapped it forcefully on the table. Suddenly, a crackling sound of electricity emanated from the surface of the ball.

[With flashes of electricity, the front of the sphere suddenly lit up, emitting a light screen that formed a giant holographic projection.]

You stare in astonishment at the scene before you. Although you can't yet decipher the blueprints in the holographic projection, your intuition tells you that you've stumbled upon something valuable.

You suspect this is an STC template, also known as a standard build template, a product of the Golden Age of humanity in the Warhammer world.

These building templates record the production methods of certain technological creations, and the Human Empire still buys these STC standard building templates at high prices.

Even the lowest-level STC, if handed over to the Empire, can be exchanged for the position of governor of a wealthy world.

"Damn, I just stumbled upon something good?" Lin Yuan couldn't believe how incredibly lucky he was.

"However, this may not necessarily be a good thing."

There are plenty of good things in the Warhammer world. Many hive worlds and forging worlds in the Imperium of Man have STC standard building templates, but apart from that, I haven't heard of any governor of an agricultural planet having STC.

In the Warhammer world, without strength, you will never be able to protect your wealth.

"Hopefully, the final reward will bring this thing back."

Lin Yuan shook his head and chose to continue watching.

After realizing the value of the metal sphere in your hand, you decisively put it away.

This thing must not be revealed, otherwise it will inevitably attract the covetous eyes of countless ambitious people.

[Perhaps the imperial army will come to punish us, and we will surely die without a burial place.]

You summoned the little fellow who found the metal ball, praised him kindly, and rewarded him with a sum of money so he could pay for his ailing mother's medical treatment.

Soon after, Governor Arthur's guards arrived, killing indiscriminately without any humanity.

[You were enraged and activated the second form of Susanoo on the battlefield. Meridians and flesh gradually grew on Susanoo's originally massive skeleton, making it increasingly complete.]

The twenty-meter-long Deva Path Sword, held in Susanoo's hand, exuded an overwhelming sense of power and intimidation.

The governor's guard cried out in alarm at the demons; their morale began to crumble.

You piloted your mech into the crowd and unleashed a bloody massacre.

[You utterly crushed the Governor's Guard, shattering their morale. Dealing with these lowly Karami was a piece of cake; you didn't even need to wield the Heavenly Sword. Just using the ranged attack, Yasaka Magatama, inherent to your second Susanoo form, was enough to send these guards, who only knew how to oppress civilians, howling and fleeing.]

[After a long while, when you finally wiped out the last of the governor's guards, you suddenly realized there were no more enemies on the battlefield, and you gradually came to your senses from your state of anger.]

You released Susanoo, rubbed your tired eyes, and looked at your surviving subordinates on the battlefield.

Countless scavengers stood frozen in place, their eyes fixed on you as if you were a god.