From Terra to Terra, the Star Emperor's Holiday

Isaac, who had some paranoia, or PTSD about the Unification Church, built 24 gunboats in one go when he had abundant resources to serve as the Titan Space Station's guard firepower. This way, even if the CEC sent armed ships to suppress the rebellion, the survivors would have the ability to fight back.

The manufacturing time of a large ship is 1-3 months. Considering the installation of more industrial equipment, this time will be extended. Although a large amount of supplies were stolen with the authority at that time, it is obvious that a lot of supplies will be consumed along the way. If they are squandered, the survivors will probably starve to death on the road.

Si Ye used to be a little tired of taking out endless resources from his personal space at will. Now, it is quite exciting to use the limited resources at hand to reasonably allocate them and play a real-life space survival simulation game.

“Ugh~”

Having said that, Si Ye was still disgusted by the food made from synthetic paste. This was because the earth's ecology in this world was basically ruined, so by the colonial era, all kinds of food and water resources relied on recycling modules for supply, and the company was not willing to add additives to the food synthesizers used by civilians, so the taste was naturally very abstract.

"Hmm? Grey Wind, what's up?"

Si Ye's tone was a little guilty. The real-life space survival simulation was quite entertaining, and he had forgotten the time since he had promised Huifeng that he would be back in a few days.

"I thought His Majesty had forgotten what he promised Grey Wind~"

Huifeng still had a dignified smile on his face, but Si Ye always felt that underneath that smile, Huifeng had some quirky little thoughts hidden.

"I haven't forgotten, I'll go back and reward you right away!"

All I can say is that after a few days of rest, he speaks more confidently. Si Ye wiped his mouth casually, pulled up his trousers, and looked like he was going to teach Hui Feng a lesson.

"But your majesty, you have to take care of important matters first when you return."

Gray Wind seemed to sigh, a little regretful.

"Your delivery has arrived~"

"Express delivery? Where can I get it from...oh, the yellow-skinned one?"

Si Ye was stunned. He didn't expect the emperor to be so efficient this time.

"I'll go back now and have the army send another 50-man team to manage these survivors."

Leaving behind a projection in a hurry, Si Ye quickly left the Dead Space Universe. He wanted to see what disguise identity the Emperor had prepared for him.

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Chapter 298 Merchants' Certificate, but Horus's

When Si Ye jumped out of the door, Hui Feng had been waiting there for a long time. The dispatched army combat team saluted Si Ye and entered the door to carry out the orders given by Si Ye.

"What did the yellow-skinned man send me?"

In the 40k world, there aren't many disguise identities in the human empire that meet Nyx's requirements. The closest one is the Rogue Trader, or the Emperor's Blood Merchant.

Rogue Traders are the last vestiges of enterprising spirit in the bloated corpse of the human empire, and the trading letters they hold are more like real-life privateering licenses.

Holding this thing, the Rogue Trader can have great autonomy, which can even allow the Rogue Trader to hire aliens and renegade Space Marines to fight for him.

In the early days of the Great Crusade, the first wave of Rogue Traders received their Certificates of Trade issued by the Emperor himself, their seal bearing a drop of his blood.

After the Primarchs were recovered one by one and the Emperor returned to Terra to study the Webway, the then Warmaster Horus also liked to issue Certificates of Merit. This kind of thing was regarded as a reward and recognition for capable people, and each Primarch had the power to sign and issue Certificates of Merit.

After the Heresy, the Emperor sat on the Golden Throne and could no longer directly govern the Imperium. With the disappearance of the Primarch, power was gradually transferred back to the Council of High Lords, who also gained the power to issue merchant letters.

However, compared to the Pact of Imperial Blood and the Letters of Trade signed by the Primarch, the Letters of Trade signed by the High Lords and the Governors of the subordinate planets often do not have the same effectiveness and privileges as the former.

Those Rogue Merchant families who still hold the Merchant Certificates granted by the Emperor himself in the 40th century often own entire Rogue Merchant Dynasties. The fleets controlled by these Rogue Merchants are the second most powerful space force after the Imperial Navy. Even in front of the Primarch, the descendants of the God-Emperor, they can receive some courtesy and preferential treatment to a certain extent.

"It's a... uh, half a ship."

The nano torrent wrapped around Si Ye, and the two of them flew towards the door outside the deep space without any distinction.

"He suddenly pushed something out of the door. If the Academy hadn't reacted quickly, that thing would have been destroyed by the isolating force field."

"It's like something a yellow-skinned person would do."

Si Ye quickly saw the half ship that Hui Feng mentioned.

It was a section of battleship wreckage about 2.4 kilometers long. Judging from the iconic power ram on the bow and the large number of macro cannons and torpedo launchers on the side, it could be seen that this was the front half of a Moon-class cruiser.

"They really are building a church on a spaceship..."

Si Ye and Hui Feng broke into the research vessel that was conducting remote scanning and observation around the wreckage. They circled around this half of the spaceship twice. Looking at the large number of Gothic structures and stained glass on the upper part of the spaceship, Hui Feng scratched his cheek cutely.

"Then does our fleet need to be modified to adapt to local customs?"

"The people of the Xinghai Empire don't need to worship gods, so why would they need that thing?"

“…I am not God…”

Si Ye glanced displeasedly at the golden spiritual energy that suddenly surged up inside the door. He felt that the question of whether it was a human or a god was already engraved in the Emperor's underlying logic. If anyone wanted to find him, he would most likely appear as long as they discussed the relevant topic.

"...I've sent you the disguise you requested. When you're about to come over, remind me. I'll stir up a massive storm in the subspace to attract the attention of those four."

The emperor was so shameless that he didn't react at all when Si Ye looked down on him. He acted as if to say, "I've delivered what you wanted. When are you leaving?"

"Don't be impatient, let me see what this identity is."

No one knew where the Emperor had gotten this Moon-class wreckage, but he had certainly cleaned it up. Even the gaps between the lower decks, where all sorts of monsters should be, were now spotless.

According to the scanning results of the research vessel, there was only a strange reaction at the exit inside. As the cutter carefully cut through the thick armor plate, the rapid depressurization of the sealed compartment inside caused the contents inside to be sprayed out directly.

It was a 'person' wearing an elegant aristocratic uniform, but with a somewhat humanoid appearance. Its hands, twisted and mutated into tree branches, tightly grasped an exquisite glass jar. The eight eyes that had mutated on its face stared intently at the parchment in the jar, which was covered with a large number of ribbons and stripes.

"A... Rogue Trader who has been severely mutated by the Warp? Can't you just send me a new one..."

The severely mutated Rogue Trader had obviously been swallowed up by time. Without the Emperor's deliberate protection, Si Ye only had to touch him lightly, and the strange and twisted body disintegrated into tiny fragments in space, which were captured and stored by the force field of the research ship nearby.

After opening the canister, which was more precious than life in the eyes of most traveling merchants, and taking out the merchant's certificate, Si Ye showed the expression of an old man on the subway.

"...It's fine if you didn't issue me a new one, but why is this thing signed by Horus Lupercal? You yellow-skinned guy, are you sick?"

If it were during the Great Crusade, the Warmaster Horus, as a being second only to the emperor, would undoubtedly have issued a Trader's Warrant that was only slightly inferior to the Imperial Blood Warrant.

But the yellow-skinned people in the 40k world have all become mentally ill and have come up with the Lord of Darkness. It is obvious that it is already the period after Horus's birthday celebration. As for the merchant certificate issued by the biggest traitor Horus, can the human empire recognize it if it is taken out?

"...Come to Terra, I'll give you a new..."

The emperor's tone was somewhat helpless.

In order to conceal the existence of Si Ye, an alien reinforcement, the Emperor did not even trust the Imperial Guards serving beside him. With no one available, he naturally could not hand over the Imperial Blood Warrant stored in the Terra Palace to Si Ye.

They could only use the means of the Warp to deliver this ship, which was the vessel of the Rogue Merchant who fled into the Warp in panic after the Horus Heresy for fear of being liquidated by the Empire, along with the certificate signed by Horus during the Great Crusade, to Si Ye.

"…Are you sure I won't get killed if I use this thing as a Rogue Trader in the Empire?"

Hearing Si Ye's words, the Emperor's golden spiritual energy churned as if rolling his eyes. He looked at the nearly 60-kilometer-long Guardian Titan next to the Moon-class wreckage. His former vehicle, the [Emperor's Dream], was not that big. He didn't know who killed whom.

“…anything else you want…”

"Remember to throw the endpoint coordinates farther away when creating a subspace storm. It's a bit troublesome to gain a foothold in that shithole world of yours. I need to develop quietly."

To put it bluntly, Si Ye went to collect the planets with his merchant certificate, and it takes time to train the troops.

He couldn't bear to let the people of the Star Sea Empire swim in the cesspool, so in addition to the necessary warship personnel and elite marines, Si Ye planned to recruit as many soldiers as possible from the Human Empire to fill the gap.

Compared with the living conditions of civilians in the hive cities or feudal worlds of the Human Empire, even if Si Ye cut the basic treatment of the Star Sea Empire to one tenth, it would still be top-notch treatment.

"…I see…"

The golden spiritual energy began to slowly disappear. If nothing unexpected happened, this would be Si Ye's last communication with the Emperor in front of the door.

After all, when the Emperor threw the endpoint coordinates, in order to ensure that Si Ye would not be discovered, he might not even know where he threw the coordinates.

"See you in Terra... I'll discuss the second half of the deal with you then..."

"... "

The golden psychic energy paused.

"See you Terra."

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Chapter 299 Departure, Warhammer 40k

"Tow this ship away, dismantle it, study it, and collect some data."

Si Ye casually put the merchant certificate back into the sealed can, shaking it in his hand.

In fact, it didn't matter who issued the certificate. After all, as long as the fleet was large enough, Si Ye really didn't think those planetary governors or officials would dare to check their merchant certificates when the fleet was hovering over their heads.

"Call my personal guards, and at the same time, bring over a squadron from the Ninth Specialized Fleet."

"Your Majesty, aren't you bringing the Titan and the Burning Heaven Divine Weapon?"

In the fleet organization of the Star Sea Empire, only the main fleet will have the Burning Heaven Divine Soldiers and Colossi on hand. The squadron is generally a miniaturized fleet based on the fleet type of the main fleet, and usually the largest ship is only the battleship.

"There's no point in bringing too many warships for exploration. Once we find a good place to stay, with the support of a boundary gate, it will be more convenient for warships to travel back and forth. The human empire uses the Moon-class as its main battleship, and other alien species are of similar level. Battleships are enough..."

Si Ye hesitated for a moment, but still requested that the fleet be equipped with a Titan. After all, as a flagship, the Titan could provide a very powerful auxiliary aura.

"...Never mind. Let's get another Titan. Activate the Ninth Fleet's spare Titan, [Boundless Mountains], and install the nanomachine cloud."

Si Ye specifically chose a squadron from the Ninth Specialized Fleet. This fleet, which served as a mobile barrier on the battlefield, possessed the most powerful combined shield in the entire Star Sea Empire. Its warships were also equipped with reinforced shield armor, coupled with Titans that increased the self-repair speed of the hull and armor, highlighting its indestructible and invincible position.

"The order has been given."

Huifeng actually wanted to go with Si Ye, but as the Secretary General of the Empire, she had to deal with all matters big and small when Emperor Si Ye was away. Since the boundary gate was not connected, she could only rely on Si Ye's clone to watch the live broadcast.

"Don't worry, I'll be back soon."

Seeing that Huifeng was feeling a little depressed, Si Ye comforted him.

"You said that before~"

Gray Wind was referring to what Si Ye had said when he went to the Dead Space World before, and a smile flashed across his eyes.

"Ahem, that's... eh... that world..."

After scratching his head for a while, Si Ye found a suitable excuse.

"That's... the capitalists in that world are so inhumane! I was acting on behalf of justice, so I wasted some time. I definitely won't do that this time. It's just a matter of establishing an outpost. How much time can I waste?"

The Human Empire in the 40k world is a huge mess. Before the Ultramarines Primarch, Roboute Guilliman, who can put a stop to this mess, wakes up, Nyx will definitely not make a big move against the Human Empire. After all, if there is no one to clean up the mess, the mess will fall into their own hands.

So the initial plan was to establish an outpost in 40k, disguising themselves and the Star Empire fleet as a dynasty of wandering traders that possessed the technology of humanity's Golden Age.

Later, by slowly expanding its influence, it will finally hatch a second empire from the dead but not stiff corpse of the Human Empire... Oh, now that there is a second empire, then it will hatch a third empire... and finally take away the psychic energy accumulated by the Human Empire's faith in the Emperor and run away.