Simultaneous Journey: Starting from Holy Terra

Underground nest city.

The rebel leaders from the five capital cities gathered to discuss future developments and how to pilot the ideological framework left by Ye Ming.

"This area, and this area, need to be replanned. What we need to do is to stop distinguishing between upper and lower levels and try to redistribute resources in our five nest cities as a pilot project to achieve a certain degree of fairness and justice."

"We still need to achieve ideological unity and change. We are still subjects of the empire, just trying different paths."

"Struggle, resistance, fairness and justice—what we pursue are down-to-earth and practical policies that can actively improve people's living conditions under the existing conditions, while also actively creating more opportunities."

"In the end, you still have to put it into practice. You won't know whether it's right or wrong if you don't do anything."

"Yes, let's start doing it. It's impossible for everything to be perfect."

The rebel leaders sitting here reached a consensus: they were among the first in their respective cities to make a decision and embrace their ideals.

Among those discovered by Ye Ming were Chersen, the representative of the Nest City artisans; Alano, the leader of the resistance; and Salman, the leader of the refugees.

It is worth mentioning that most of the gang leaders who failed to restrain their subordinates or turned a blind eye during the capture of the city were punished later.

They were executed not by the rebels, but by the court.

In defining their actions, the court treated these men as a mob, comparing their current achievements with their past crimes.

Those who made great contributions were spared their lives and sent to serve as cannon fodder for the emperor to atone for their sins. Those whose contributions were insufficient to atone for their sins were directly sentenced to death after being convicted of their crimes and given a reward.

It may be cruel, but that's how the court operates, and it's also a safeguard to prevent the theft of findings.

After the discussion ended, everyone began to examine the existing resources.

Because it is a special pilot program, they do not need to cooperate with Guilliman's expedition plan for the time being, but the corresponding quota is also very limited, so they must be careful with their resources.

Only by producing more can they earn more and obtain more quotas.

They began to act.

Starting with this underground city-state, they removed the doors between the upper and lower levels, then widened the roads and modified the walls to allow light to fall in.

The underground landfill was then cleaned up, and the garbage was sorted and disposed of.

While they were working with great enthusiasm, a new and turbulent wave was also brewing in the subspace...

……

In the labyrinth of Treachery.

As a new idea begins to emerge, strange changes begin to occur in the labyrinth of the Lord of Change.

The budding of that idea, like a spark, is weak and illusory, seemingly about to be extinguished at any moment, but it is tenacious and always bursts forth again and reignites just before it is extinguished.

With the launch of the five pilot programs, people can clearly see their lives getting better.

The previously dirty environment was cleaned up through efficient mobilization, and the resources that had been intercepted by the higher-ups were distributed according to the labor income, without any middlemen or anyone profiting from it.

With the facts laid bare, people naturally begin to feel hope and envision a better life.

As they began to dream and anticipate, Tzeentch's power swelled, and the nascent thoughts were twisted under his influence.

Then Tzeentch threw him somewhere in the galaxy, where, as Terra's new ideas took root and sprouted, his twisted ideas also grew and progressed rapidly.

In the deepest part of Tzeentch's labyrinth, the figure whose feet were touching as if standing on tiptoe, suspended in endless spiritual energy, couldn't help but smile!

If Ye Ming hadn't been isolated by the subspace, the great Lord of Myriad Changes would have even wanted to personally bestow a blessing upon him!

"——"

A silent, shrill laugh echoed through the subspace.

Tzeentch's laughter caused a psychedelic wave to sweep across the entire subspace, permanently altering many areas and making the space of the real universe shrouded in mystery, even affecting the recently restored interstellar communications to some extent.

Tzeentch's messenger burst into laughter upon hearing Tzeentch's laughter; he was mocking the Grey Knight who had ruined his plans.

The Lord of Change and the great demons of Tzeentch also heard Tzeentch's laughter, and they began to move, seeking out and learning that new idea.

Their goal is to find vulnerabilities, then exploit them to shatter the beliefs of those with faith, destroy the plans of the wise, trap the brave in endless confusion, and lead the foolish into an abyss...

This is exactly what the Tzeentch archdemons love most!

……

"Finally, someone's here. You guys have been quite busy lately."

As soon as Ye Ming entered the shared space in Warhammer 40k, he heard Ye Ming's voice from Super God Academy.

The other person was standing there, examining the laser weapons, various armored vehicles, tanks, transport boats, and standard sentry mechs among the supplies. He also had a disassembled laser rifle in his hand, clearly indicating that he had already begun studying them.

"Yes, I have been very busy lately."

Ye Ming from Warhammer 40k stepped forward and high-fived Ye Ming from Super God Academy to share memories.

A few seconds later, the sharing of recent memories between the two parties was completed.

"Looks like you've been fighting a lot of battles lately, and even Doraemon couldn't help you upgrade. This modification isn't what you thought, it wasn't done by the Emperor himself, is it?"

"I had that guess, but there's still confirmation. Didn't I give Doraemon blood and have him test it for me? But you're not bad either. You started taking action after you went back. We Warhammer Fantasy members won't scold you anymore," Ye Ming from Warhammer 40k said with a smile.

Ye Ming from Super God Academy shook his head. "The flow of time seems to be different. So much time has passed on your end, but only a few days have passed here."

"In reality, there wasn't much action taken; we were just barely managing to stay afloat."

"That's good too. I might not be online for a long time. See if this helps you. Make a copy so I can return it to Doraemon."

Ye Ming from Warhammer 40k handed the blueprints to Ye Ming from Super God Academy. When Ye Ming saw the detailed design, his eyes nearly popped out of their sockets in surprise.

Ye Ming, looking through the design drawings, nodded repeatedly.

"Good, very good! Some parts of the modification that I didn't understand are all here. It's amazing. It cultivates and modifies people directly from birth, without the need for generations of genetic optimization and accumulation. It's just a bit cruel."

Ye Ming from Super God Academy rubbed his chin, thinking seriously, "Perhaps I can create a batch of clones and then transform them into unique, weakened versions of Astartes."

"Although it is a weakened version, its overall performance is definitely stronger than the current Angel Civilization. Moreover, if we use androids, we can ignore morality and not care whether they are in pain. We can just delete their memories and modularize them."

As Ye Ming from Super God Academy spoke, he became more and more excited, and immediately set up an experimental device in the shared space to begin the simulation.

Watching his movements, Ye Ming couldn't help but compare Warhammer 40k to Kaul.

It seems that his current state is even worse than before!

Ye Ming rubbed his chin as he spoke in Warhammer 40k.

Seriously, am I really that perverted?