From Terra to Terra, the Star Emperor's Holiday

But considering the reality, this kind of treatment, which is considered serious exploitation in the Star Empire, is still an unprecedented benevolent policy in the Human Empire.

Listening to the residents who received supplies praising the God-Emperor while also praising the wandering merchants, Si Ye felt that grafting faith into this world was not that difficult.

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Chapter 309 Efficiency

Squeak!

A Genestealer leader who has completely regressed to his ancestral form is using his immense psychic power to command his descendants and believers around him. However, from the surging and fluctuating tones of his voice, one can sense that this cunning leader is not in a good mood.

The timing when Si Ye asked the army cluster to intervene in the hive city battle was too delicate, so the Genestealer Cult not only failed to seize the opportunity to infect more civilians, but also accidentally lost a lot of manpower because of a fight with the greenskins.

After escaping back to the bottom nest, the green-skinned orcs were also driven down. The happy orcs would not join them in fighting against humans. The two groups of aliens were fighting each other in the lower nest, but they killed all the mutant gangs and cultists in the bottom nest first.

The battle between the greenskins and the Genestealer sect came to an end when Chicken Thief voluntarily admitted defeat. The smart pure-blooded Genestealer leader understood that this could not go on.

Green-skinned mushroom people are of no use to the chicken thieves, and with the bottom nest closed and most of the large gangs and cult groups dead, it has become very difficult for the Genestealer Cult to recruit new members.

As Si Ye cut off all circulation systems from the upper nest to the lower nest, the increasingly harsh environment caused the newborn Genestealers who were not atavistic enough to die prematurely. If they continued to fight with the greenskins, the Genestealer sect would sooner or later die and only the patriarch would be left alone.

So under the leadership of the patriarch, the gene stealers chose to avoid the attack and hid at the edge of the bottom nest, avoiding the green-skinned orcs who could still grow steadily out of the ground in such a shitty environment.

To be honest, the Genestealer Chieftain felt that the Orcs on the opposite side were more like Zerg than it, judging by their ability to reproduce in such a harsh environment.

The infected and believers who had infiltrated the Lower Nest residents were all found out through the testing procedures. Without eyes and ears, even a pure-blooded gene thief could not sense the specific situation of the Lower Nest through the kilometers-thick ground partition. The cunning chief could only make some preparations for the current situation based on the past memories engraved in his genes.

In its memory, after humans have taken the initiative, they will often not abandon planets that are habitable and can provide output. That is to say, humans will try to clean up the bottom nest sooner or later, and that is the opportunity that the cunning chief has been waiting for.

Once humans open the blockade of the bottom nest, the cunning chief will lead the most powerful group of tribesmen to attract firepower, so as to create opportunities for those tribesmen with low mutation levels to escape from the nest or blend into the crowd.

You ask why not escape now?

Listen to the occasional explosions in the distance, as those joyful greenskins use their bodies to vividly demonstrate just how tightly humans have surrounded the Underhive.

With the help of locals like Will, the army cluster laid a large number of intelligent minefields and autonomous artillery around the cracks and passages in the lower nest area and the outskirts of the hive city, completely eliminating the possibility of the chicken thieves and greenskins who escaped into the lower nest to escape.

While the cunning chief is planning to find an opportunity to escape from the hive and continue his mission, and the greenskins are trying to select a new boss in the melee, what are humans doing?

The answer is: heading towards a new home.

Compared with the construction speed of the Human Empire, which has to kowtow three times to make one part, the Star Sea Empire, which is covered by a psychic network, has the fastest construction speed in the universe.

The atmospheric transformation and surface living stations on the two barren rock planets in the Ragtomo system were started simultaneously. When the atmospheric generation progress reached 50%, the surface living stations had already been completed.

Considering that most of the Hive City residents would never step out of the Hive City in their lifetime, Si Ye directly started the sixth health check and relocation of the Hive City residents, and began to relocate those Hive City residents who had nothing to do every day but pray and sleep at home due to factory shutdowns to their new homes.

Many residents of the Lower Nest believed that the delicious canned food they had eaten a few days ago was their last meal. They believed that the new owners of the planet, the wandering merchants, would send them to work on planets with even more deplorable environments.

But to be honest, being able to eat delicious and clean food for a few days is an unimaginable dream for many residents of the Lower Nest. Even if the rest of the day means working until death on a planet filled with poisonous gas, many people are willing to do so.

“How should I assign them work?”

In line with the principle of avoiding heresy, Si Ye demanded that all residents of the hive city, except for the reserve soldiers, be given jobs. This request almost made the Human Union officer in charge of the residential station cry.

If this kind of work were done in the Star Sea Empire, it would be a piece of cake. After all, the people of the Star Sea Empire are educated to an absurd degree. They are proficient in liberal arts, physics, chemistry, politics, foreign languages, and martial arts, such as swords, spears, axes, hooks and forks. As long as there is a position, someone can take it.

But among the residents of the hive cities of the human empire, less than 20% of the lower hive residents can write their own names, and among these 20%, less than 20% can recognize more characters. They are the most illiterate among the illiterate. Many of them work in the same factory position for their entire lives, and some even have worked in the same position for generations.

However, the Star Sea Empire does not need the inefficient flesh factory system of the Human Empire. How to properly accommodate these people and how to properly consume their energy to prevent them from thinking of heresy has become a problem that the Human Union officers have to deal with.

"Your Majesty, the guidance beacon has been lit. The giant [Neutron Tide] has successfully arrived in the current universe. Everything is going well."

Send the army to fight the aliens in the complex terrain of the bottom nest to recapture the nest city?

Si Ye would definitely not do such a stupid thing before the Star Sea Empire has sorted out a more complete tactical idea and developed a type of army that is more suitable for street fighting.

The 80 billion people in the hive city can be transported by three trips of transport ships. Once everyone is taken away, as long as the aliens are still carbon-based creatures, everyone will be equal under the Colossus's star destroyer weapon. When the neutron jet sweeps past, not to mention the greenskins and chickens, even the bacteria will be washed away completely.

"Have the Colossus weapons begin charging and open fire once everyone has withdrawn."

Will has been doing well these days. As the commander-in-chief of the planetary defense force, he was one of the last people to evacuate the Lagtomo hive world on a warship.

As a well-performing native officer, Will was given a temporary title within the Star Empire, which allowed him to not have to stay in the cabin and visit some less important places in the spacecraft.

The clean and tidy warships of the Star Empire fleet made him feel so cramped that he didn't dare to step foot there, and there were no terrifying-looking sonic array servants and servo skulls in the corridors, which made Will, who was used to seeing these things, feel a little uncomfortable.

Will had thought that the Rogue Trader's warship, called the Titan, was big enough, but when the colossus with a longitudinal axis length of 2000 kilometers appeared in the galaxy, he was so shocked that he almost forgot to breathe.

Outside the porthole, one could see a giant elephant with only half of its arms slowly moving towards the Lagtomo Hive World, which had already completed its evacuation. The complex double-ring structure began to rotate, changing the core structure in the center from a flat position to a vertical posture.

"…Is this going to destroy the hive world?"

Will had heard about the existence of the Extermination Order from the Political Commissar of the Star Army. There was no doubt that the Colossus's current behavior was consistent with the description of the Extermination Order, so he muttered to himself subconsciously.

"No, it's just cleaning."

Si Ye, sitting in front of the huge observation window, fiddled with the ornaments on his body and watched the slowly unfolding giant statue, as if answering Will's mumblings from a distance.

A neutron plume carrying enormous energy erupted from the core structure of the Colossus and hit the ground. Starting from one point, it quickly spread throughout the entire planet, washing away the lead-green atmosphere of the hive world. The ground glowed with a faint blue light under the influence of the neutron energy.

They were still thinking about how to raid the cunning church of humans, still engaging in a melee to select the most capable and strongest greenskins, and even the Nurgle zombies and plague mites wandering in the dark corners of the bottom nest. All the carbon-based life on this planet was instantly wiped out by the neutron jet.

“We call it efficiency!”

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Chapter 310 State Religion

"Every day, we start work at 6 a.m., have a lunch break at 12 p.m., return to work at 13 p.m., finish get off work at 21 p.m., night school starts at 22 p.m., and there's a curfew at midnight... 0 hours a day, a full working week. Isn't this a good setting? What else is wrong?"

The humans of the Human Empire are so tough that 14 hours of heavy physical labor on the assembly line a day is actually easy for these underground workers.

The officers of the Human League who were in charge of the management of the residential area had a headache, but it was not easy to add more people. After all, letting these people work was just a bonus. Even if they died of exhaustion at their workstations on this kind of low-end assembly line work, the output would not be as high as the material reshaping machine's one-time throughput.

The original intention was to fill these people's time so that they would not think about creating heresy problems. Once the faith grafting was completed, or once Si Ye found a way to integrate these people into the psychic network, the control over them would be relaxed.

"Well, it's not that there's a problem. It's just that the people of the Human Empire seem to have very different living habits from those of the Human Union. There are some things I'm not sure if I should allow them to do."

The officer who came to report the situation handed over another form, which was the information summarized by the monitoring link in the residential station based on the communication between the residents of the hive city.

"The difference in living habits is indeed quite significant. Let me take a look... the church..."

In the shitty world of Warhammer 40k, the Emperor is the spiritual pillar of mankind, and almost everyone is a shallow believer of the Emperor.

What? You say you don't believe in the Emperor but in some Imperial Truth. Inquisition, here are heretics!

In the hive city, there is almost a small church of the state religion every two streets, but there is not even a church in the newly built residential station. Not to mention a church, there is not even a stained glass window with the image of the Emperor in the residential station. This makes many hive city residents feel very uncomfortable and uncomfortably uncomfortable.

"Faith...tsk, what a hassle."

Si Ye used to be happy that he could easily win over the hearts of the people with supplies, but now he thinks that considering how these people in the Human Empire always talk about the blessing of the God-Emperor, it doesn't seem so easy to change their beliefs.

Fortunately, all the top figures in the entire hive world were wiped out, otherwise the fact that the Star Sea Empire was incompatible with the way of doing things of the Human Empire would have been exposed to those nobles long ago.

Fortunately, the planet Lagtomo is a galaxy that is so remote that it cannot be more remote. The huge hive world does not even have a parish bishop. There is only an exiled state church priest who has been active among the hive residents to calm the public emotions.

"The pastor didn't react?"

The residents are not used to it, and the Anglican priest, who should be the most crazy and insane, has no reaction at all. This is not normal.

"That Reverend Marshall...he seemed quite happy."

"what?"

The 40k universe is full of talented people and beautiful scenery, and it always gives Si Ye some little surprises.

This kind of priest who is not angry but rather happy in the face of the absence of the Church of the Emperor is most likely a problem. However, the other party is under constant surveillance by the monitoring link. Even if it is some cult thing, or even Tzeentch thing, it should have revealed its flaws long ago.

"What kind of hero is this? Ask him to come and see me."

Relying on his strong strength, Si Ye planned to solve this problem cleanly and neatly and verify the character of this priest.

After all, if it really is something from the subspace, then the existence of the Star Sea Empire has been exposed to the eyes of the subspace evil god, and the original plan must be adjusted in a timely manner.

"As for the church, let's make some minor repairs first. Make it a bit fancy, but don't put up any yellow-skinned statues."

Things like the Imperial State Religion will need to be reformed sooner or later, and things like churches, if worshipped too much, can really bring out the Yellow Skin Man. Si Ye and the Yellow Skin Man have agreed to meet on Terra, so before going to Terra, if the Yellow Skin Man dares to come out from the subspace or anywhere else, Si Ye will put him back no matter what.

"Yes!"

After receiving accurate orders, the officer left quickly, and the pastor named Marshall was also summoned soon.

He was very young, so young that Si Ye felt that he did not quite live up to his name. He did not have any complicated scriptures of the Imperial State Religion on his body, and the scepter in his hand was just a simple pole without complicated patterns. If he was not still wearing the robes of the State Religion, Si Ye would not think that he was any different from those residents of the Lower Nest outside.

"Marshall? Marshall Antiyo?"

"Yes, esteemed Rogue Trader, I am Marshall. I wonder if you have summoned me here on any important matter."

Marshall was very polite and spoke in a calm tone. Even though the place where Si Ye met him was hung with the Human Union Eagle Flag, which was completely different from the Human Empire's double-headed eagle flag, the Anglican priest's expression did not change at all.

"Before his heroic death, Griffin, the planetary governor of the Lagtomo system, reached an agreement with me, handing over ownership of the Lagtomo system to me. As the representative of the state religion of the Hive World, do you have any thoughts or opinions on this?"

Si Ye asked tentatively while starting to scan with his psychic power.

Very routine feedback, no hint of the Warp. Marshall was not a psychic, and as a priest of the state religion in a remote galaxy, he had not been able to accumulate the golden faith psychic energy that represented the Emperor's followers. Everything seemed normal.

"Dear Rogue Trader, I have no opinion on the ownership of galaxies or planets. Your benevolent rule is enough for the residents of Lagtomo to sing your praises, and I have no intention of getting involved in any planetary politics."

Si Ye's psychic reading ability was always on, and every word Marshall said was sincere and heartfelt, without a single lie.

"Did you summon me here just for this? Well, I'd like to resign now. I've moved to a new place, and many residents are feeling uneasy. They might need my comfort."

Si Ye was not afraid that the Ecclesiarchy priests were fat-headed insects who misinterpreted the true words of the empire, because those beings could be dealt with by finding an excuse to enter with the left foot first.

But Marshall's appearance as a loyal servant of the emperor, and his behavior of serving the people of the empire for the emperor, made Si Ye feel a little uncomfortable.

You say kill him, but his actions are those of a true saint, purely for the sake of humanity and without any selfish motives.

But don't kill him. With such a saint around, the residents' faith in the yellow-skinned man will be extremely strong. Si Ye wants to subtly change the thoughts of the residents of the hive city, and his plan of grafting faith cannot be carried out in Lagtomo.

"Marshall..."

Si Ye made a final attempt.

"Tell me, is the Emperor a god or a man?"

If Marshall were a saint who practiced the state religion, then even if this statement didn't make the other person furious, it would at least cause some emotional fluctuations in the other person. But if he wasn't...

"It doesn't matter whether the Emperor is a god or not. If He says it is, then it is. If He says it is not, then it is not. All we servants under the Emperor's grace must do is to fulfill the mission entrusted to us by the Emperor and bring happiness and peace of mind to more people..."