Travel to Warhammer 40K with Grey Wind

"It's the same with me..."

Jabakshi said slowly: "We are all outsiders. The Warp will not accept our souls... Although I can rely on the innate psychic talent of the Zelo people to force my way into the Void. But that is very dangerous. My will is not strong enough to resist the erosion of the God of the Warp. I will be lost in the stormy waves of the sea of ​​souls."

So, answer my question...Russell thought it was very rude of this old man to change the subject and talk about something else.

"But you are different."

Jabakis changed the subject and pointed to Russell:

"Your soul does not belong here, nor even to my hometown. The real you exists in a higher dimension, a dimension that neither I nor the gods can reach. You here are just a tiny projection of that higher existence."

"You are the 'Higher Dimension Overlooker'."

"What I see of you from the warp is a void without end... The sea of ​​souls is surging, and where you are there is nothing."

"I came here following the void and found you. After I found you, I, who observed the void at the beginning, knew that the void was you..."

At this point, Jabakshi paused, with some confusion in his tone: "What's wrong with you?"

Russell finally came back to his senses from the shock and shook his head repeatedly: "Nothing, nothing..."

What Jarbaccus had just said had shocked him greatly. Apart from the time paradox of reversed cause and effect, what concerned Russell even more was that this spirit actually knew that it did not belong to the Warhammer universe, nor was it from the stars.

A higher-dimensional overlooker...?

"You are shocked by what I said. Well... mortals who are born, grow old, get sick and die according to the timeline cannot understand the perspective of the subspace."

Jabakstí thought for a moment and made a suggestion: "Do you hope to awaken your psychic powers and truly gain the ability to look down on the warp?"

"I don't want to. That kind of filthy thing makes me sick." Russell refused decisively.

"The filth of the warp cannot touch you. You are nothing but a hollow void."

Jabakshi said patiently, "You said before that you wanted to disintegrate Grey Wind and hand over the FTL technology to the Human Empire. You have thought about fighting against Chaos, but you don't have enough ability - and I can give you this ability."

After hearing this, Russell suddenly realized the motive behind what the creature said to him:

In the background story of the Heralds of the Stars, the Zelo Evangelicals to which Jabakshi belongs are a group of literal saints who sacrifice themselves for the benefit of others.

"I can sacrifice myself so that you can gain the psychic potential of the Zelo people, drive your spirit body into the void, and awaken your psychic power. You can unscrupulously seize the power of the warp, fight against the despicable gods, and bring hope to the intelligent creatures of this universe."

"This is not dangerous to you at all. After all, your true consciousness exists in a higher dimension."

Jabaksthi spoke sincerely, and the Zelo Soul Stone in front of him glowed with a gentle light: "There is kindness in your heart, and I know you won't refuse."

It's not a good feeling to have your thoughts seen through, and Russell is no exception. He frowned and nodded: "I really won't reject you, but that's not because I'm kind, but because I have no reason to reject you."

Jabakshi laughed with relief: "What do humans call this kind of personality of yours? Tsundere?"

You are the arrogant one... Russell wanted to refute, but maybe because he felt guilty or something, he always felt that Grey Wind seemed to be laughing at him quietly at this time.

"If I suddenly enter the void, my last spirit will also dissipate. So before I disappear, I want to make a prophecy for you as long as possible. This is the last help I can give you."

As the voice sounded, the halo circulating around the Zelo Soul Stone lit up slightly, as if something strange was happening.

"The first prophecy: You and Grey Wind brought many precious ancient relics from our home universe, but that's not all. There are also several relics that you haven't even mastered that came here and are scattered all over the galaxy..."

"The second prophecy: About five years later, the flames of war will spread to this borderland called Faya. Green beasts will avoid the pursuit of warriors, the sea of ​​souls will rise and fall in chaos, and the human fleet and the Moon of War will fight in space. They are fighting for a precious treasure, and the huge vitality contained in the treasure will attract a swarm of insects that cover the sky..."

"The third prophecy: When the starry sky is torn apart and the empire is mired in the quagmire, you will take advantage of the situation to rise up and divide the galaxy with the Lord of Humanity..."

After the three prophecies were completed, the room fell silent.

Every sensor of Gray Wind was nervously watching the Soul Stone in the center of the room and Russell sitting in front of the Soul Stone. For Gray Wind, it was actually irrational to believe Jabakstir so rashly, because there were self-contradictions in his words.

"If it is true as it says, the Marshal's true consciousness really exists in a higher dimension that the gods of the subspace cannot reach..."

"Then how can I guarantee that its so-called breakthrough into the Void Realm and its help in awakening the Marshal's psychic powers is not a conspiracy planned by the evil god to corrupt the Marshal and pull him from the High Dimension into the Subspace?"

"If Jabakshi's spirit really disappeared and died after leading the Marshal into the virtual world, why did he do this? To bring hope to the universe? Is there really a creature that can rely on emotions to overcome the instinct of survival?"

Grey Wind didn't understand this, as it was a problem that couldn't be solved using its logical thinking.

It seemed like just a moment, and yet it seemed like ten thousand years had passed. The glittering surface of the Zelo Soul Stone lost all its light, and the smoke flowing inside gradually dissipated, extinguishing into an ordinary transparent crystal.

Is it over yet?

Change the update time. 12 o'clock in the middle of the night is too dark. Let's change it to 9 o'clock.

Chapter 11 Galaxy Star

"Um, Marshal? Are you okay?"

The sweet and soft voice of a girl awakened Russell's consciousness from his trance. He opened his eyes, and his gray eyes seemed to contain the vicissitudes of life spanning thousands of years.

"It's okay, I just feel like vomiting."

Russell rubbed his temples and stood up with his hands supporting his body: "Take me to the other room. I need to use the other two relics to prepare for the crisis five years later."

"Okay, if the marshal wants to do this..." Gray Wind's voice was still alert: "But are you really the marshal?"

Well, it turns out that I was suspecting that I had been invaded by Jabakshi or the evil god without knowing it.

Russell smiled. He didn't mind Gray Wind being so cautious. But what should he say to make it trust him again?

It only took Russell a moment to think about this question. Under the gaze of countless sensors, he slowly spoke:

"Whether it's the Zerg or the Orcs, the Necrons or Chaos - they will all fall at our feet."

As soon as he finished speaking, the already fully loaded weapon system in the Gray Gu mothership returned to standby mode.

Gray Wind was relieved: "Which relic do you want to activate?"

"Galaxy Star." Russell said, "The first fleet of green-skinned orcs will arrive here in five years. We have to hurry up."

"Galaxy Star?" Gray Wind was a little confused, but didn't say anything.

As he spoke, Russell had already walked through the cabin door and trotted towards another room.

Relics are precious items in the Stars system that are unique and cannot be replicated. Each relic has its own unique way of obtaining and special function.

The Galaxy Star is the most special one among them.

The Galaxy Star, which can only be obtained through the merchant lottery, can itself be said to be a lottery box. It can be opened once every ten years, and each time it is opened, a certain resource can be obtained randomly.

It could be food, minerals, or even secondary products such as alloys or consumer goods.

In the barren Faya galaxy, the most lacking thing is resources.

Gray Wind had previously calculated that even if all the mineral deposits on Moon One were emptied, it would still be impossible to produce a complete Cyberlux combat force. However, the alloy obtained from opening the Galaxy Star once was enough to supply 20 teams.

Of course, the prerequisite is that the alloy can be produced.

"The Marshal may be planning to open the Galaxy Star. If alloys or minerals are obtained, they will be used to forge the Cyberlux battle body. If food is obtained, it will be fed to the Queen of Insects to breed the swarm?"

"Well... According to the prophecy, the Tyranid swarms in this universe will also be attracted to Faya and engage in a three-way melee with humans and orcs. Our Sorin chloranth fleet can easily disguise itself as a Tyranid swarm."

After a brief analysis, Grey Wind felt that he roughly understood Russell's next plan. In the face of war, not only alloys and food, but even explosive particles or natural gas all have their uses.

At this time, Russell had taken out the quaint box with all kinds of strange patterns on its surface from the secret room in the deepest part of the hull - this was the Galaxy Star.

After getting the Galaxy Star, Russell did not stop for a moment and ran directly to the spacious hall where the Cyberlux Arsenal was originally parked.

Is this an illusion? It feels like the Marshal is running so fast. A normal human being can't run at this speed. It can almost be said that he is flying close to the ground...

Gray Wind's eyes silently followed Russell's figure as he flew through the corridor and into the courtyard.

"Gray Wind, strengthen the overall structure of the hall and be prepared for sudden load-bearing. It's best to stop the gravity simulation here." Russell stood at the door of the court room and whispered, "In a minute, I will extract a large amount of alloy from the Galaxy Star."

"Eh?"

A question mark slowly appeared on the bow of the Gray Gu warship: "Marshal, are you sure what you will do next?"

"Why not?" Russell smiled at the wall beside him: "Psychic power, isn't it magical?"

A minute later, Russell turned on the Galaxy Star.

Accompanied by an inexplicable spatial distortion, square metal ingots measured in tons filled the hall in front of him in an instant, piling up from the ground to the dome, and even filling up the corridor outside the door.

Even the huge hole in the center of the Gray Gu mothership that imprisoned the Queen was now submerged in a sea of ​​cubic alloys that had no end in sight.

If Grey Wind had not shut down the gravity simulation inside the hull in time, the sudden appearance of huge mass would have been enough to break the battleship's keel structure. Even after shutting down the gravity simulation, the volume and mass of the metals themselves caused the internal structure of the mothership to undergo some drastic deformations to varying degrees.

"My stomach is so full that it's about to break..." Gray Wind scolded him resentfully, "Marshal, can you be gentler with my body?"

"Sorry, sorry, I didn't expect there would be so many..." Russell held the closed Galaxy Star Box, pushed away the alloy block pressing on him with one hand, and climbed up.

"Can you foresee what will come out of the Milky Way Star, but have no idea of ​​its size?"

"Yes, yes."

"Psychic power is so magical." Gray Wind's faint voice surrounded Russell's ears.

Although he was resentful, Grey Wind was still very loyal in his work. He secretly transported most of the alloys to the interior of the First Moon. With sufficient supply of raw materials, the Cyberlux Arsenal started working at full capacity on the First Moon. By eliminating the step of smelting minerals into metals, its production efficiency was further improved.

Russell made a rough estimate and found that the Cyberlux Arsenal alone could not consume all of these alloys within five years. The redundant parts could be transported to the ground and used by the oilmen to produce various industrial and agricultural machinery, and even to repair and build interstellar ships.

But if we want to find a logical source for these high-quality raw materials of unknown origin, we have to trouble humans in the dark technological age to take the blame.

After the confrontation with Jabakshi and its life, Russell returned to the surface of the planet Faya.

Thanks to his previous promise to share technology, the Mechanical Society, which had never treated humans as human beings, was willing to condescend and use its advanced production technology to feed the civilians, but they needed Russell to coordinate the production plan.

Managing a planet without the assistance of advanced information technology is undoubtedly a heavy burden, both mentally and physically.

To make matters worse, after awakening his psychic powers, Russell lost even the right to sleep. His 24-hour clarity of mind made him, who had been ready to work 996 for the rise of mankind, finally become 007.

Chapter 12 Handover

The days of farming passed one by one. With the unremitting efforts of the Mechanical Repair Society to develop production and analyze the technology tree of the star civilization, Russell's promise to the ordinary people was being fulfilled in an orderly manner. Hunger and chaos were gradually reduced, and the prestige of the Governor was growing.

As one side gained strength while the other lost, the remaining aristocratic power was efficiently liquidated under the impetus of the state religion, providing him with ample financial support.

During this time, Russell reached an agreement with the Established Church.

As a religion that worships the Emperor as the only supreme god, the State Religion regards the materialistic theory of "Imperial Truth" proposed by the Emperor himself as heresy because it denies the divinity of the Emperor.

The adherents of the state religion have always wanted to get rid of the Imperial Truth faction as soon as possible, and Russell has two main ways to win their support:

First, to help with missionary work; second, to use the power of the Governor-General to assist the state religion in suppressing the Imperial Truth Party;

With his tacit cooperation with the bishop, scholars, teachers, and scientific researchers from the Imperial Truth Party were continuously arrested in secret and thrown into prison after simple religious trials.

This group of people was already weak in the empire, and their channels for speaking out were all blocked by Russell using his personal prestige, so that their disappearance hardly caused any ripples in Faya.