Warhammer: I don’t want to become an evil god!!

Chirk's words piqued Qin Yun's curiosity. "Why do you say that?"

"The Ancient Saints possessed a special means to control the Warp. According to my ancestors, they would have had no chance of failure unless a crisis had broken out simultaneously in both the real world and the Warp."

Chirk recounted the ancient history that the elders of his tribe had told him.

"I see!" Qin Yun said with a thoughtful expression.

No wonder Old Huang was in such a hurry; he must know something.

“You promised my retinue that if they could reclaim your home planet, I would let them enter the ancient library to search for clues to the ancient relics.”

“Yes, a human saint.” A look of tension crossed Chirke’s face.

She knew that xenophobic sentiments were rampant in the human empire and worried that the other party was also a member of it.

"I'm not xenophobic," Qin Yun said, seeing through her thoughts. "As long as you don't pose a threat to humanity, I'm happy to cooperate with you."

“We have no intention of opposing humanity,” Chirk quickly assured them.

"Words are meaningless; actions speak louder than words."

Qin Yun didn't care about the other party's solemn promises.

"My retinue will help you reclaim your home planet. I hope you will keep your promise, or you will know the consequences."

Cute little lizardmen, you wouldn't want to be handed over to those Indians, would you?!

So please work hard to help humanity find the relics of the ancient sages.

For the current empire, tracing and replicating the genes of a particular ethnic group is not difficult.

With a single order, within a month, 100,000 Indians could be raised using incubation pods.

“We will never break our oath.” Chirk felt a chill run down his spine upon hearing the words of the human saint.

Qin Yun chatted with Rostov and the others for a while, then they heard the roar of an engine.

Several gunboats slowly landed not far away.

As the hatch opened, Commander Ashaguey of the Saint Astor Battle Group arrived with a group of high-ranking fleet officers.

They humbly bowed to Qin Yun, swore their loyalty, and reported their battle results to him.

And this time,

Zhong Ge and the others chatted in the chat channel.

With Skabrand's defeat, Blackstone Engine was reversed, and their war score soared, putting them in first place.

Zhan Shuai: "I'm furious! Why did you guys come up here again?!"

Jujiro: "Damn it, no wonder he didn't want to participate in Terra Spring, there's a big fish in the water!!"

Little Fatty: "(╥╯^╰╥)"

Little alpaca: "(へ╬)"

"........."

Brother Zhong: "Standard procedure, standard procedure, nothing to mention."

"Actually, I'm not interested in war points at all, and I'm even less interested in MVP. I don't know why you guys are fighting for this."

Jujiro: "(╯>д<)╯┸┸)`ν)┻━┻"

Little Fatty: "(╬◣д◢), you show-off."

Ocean: "@Brother Seed, the Empire should pass a law that all show-offs should be tied to the bow of the ship and thrown into the sun."

"........."

…………

The original Blackstone device was destroyed, and the reborn Blackstone device reversed the obelisk, began to repair the wounds of reality, and enhanced the veil between reality and the warp.

The news reached Cassandra, the commander-in-chief of the Third Fleet, within ten minutes of the battle's end.

A burst of cheers erupted from the bridge of the Noble Discipline.

With a smile, Cassandra extended her hand, signaling the cheering officers to calm down.

"Now, it's our turn to strike. The massacre expeditionary force will be crushed before the iron will of the Imperial soldiers."

“We kill in the name of the emperor, we kill for the dead, we kill for the living.”

"Issue the order to the entire Third Fleet: all forces, all battle groups, launch an attack and end this."

With the victory achieved by the Saint Astor battle group

Other combat groups quickly switched from a defensive to an offensive posture.

The massacre of the expeditionary force was cut off by the well-prepared imperial army.

Isolated and helpless, they were annihilated in despair.

The fallen planets were also reclaimed one by one.

Those traitors who failed to escape were all executed by the imperial army in the name of revenge.

In the warp, Khorne was furious about the failure to massacre the expeditionary force, but he was powerless to do anything about it.

The strengthening of the barriers of reality has greatly weakened the power He can project.

"Damn cursed one."

Khorne roared in anger once more.

But the black sun was icy cold and never responded.

…………

Qin Yun bid farewell to the Rostov judges and the high-ranking commanders of the St. Astor combat group.

Not long after returning to Terra,

News of the Third Fleet's great victory quickly spread, causing a sensation.

Countless people took to the streets to cheer for the Third Fleet.

With the advancement of new laws and the widespread use of the internet, people's sense of ownership is gradually awakening.

The victory of the Third Expeditionary Fleet was a victory for the entire human race.

It was humanity's deadly counterattack against the enemy of chaos.

The Third Fleet's battle was not for anything else, but for the survival of humanity and for a better life for those who come after.

The newly established network was incredibly noisy.

The Third Fleet released some verified videos, which received a lot of likes.

"We're going to fight like this, so hard. If we don't use our taxes to buy bullets, are we going to use them to buy coffins?"

"Enough said, I'm joining the army right now. I want to go and beat up those bastards too."

"For the Emperor."

"For the Emperor."

"........."

Qin Yun also paid attention to the online public opinion.

Many people are happy about this victory, but there are also some discordant or even outrageous voices.

"What's the point of fighting a war? So many people die. It would be better to use the money to improve people's lives."

"Is this true? I'm also an Imperial soldier, stationed in Hydrafer. How come I don't know about this battle?"

"It's obviously fake; it's definitely a fake propaganda campaign by the Empire."

"........."

Such remarks once made people think that the person who made the statement was stupid and brainless.

However, the investigation revealed that these people were either cult members or conservatives who had lost their vested interests and were dissatisfied with Qin Yun.

Seeing the empire slowly crawl out of the mire,

They felt uneasy and desperately tried to smear and spread rumors.

"The internet still needs to be registered with real names; each person needs to have a unique account."

"We also need to establish a tiered and review system."

Upon seeing these comments, Qin Yun also pondered some deeper questions.

Do not underestimate the Chaos Gods.

They believe that the internet can protect them from corruption.

On the contrary, the internet may, to some extent, even exacerbate the corruption of the gods, or even cause their destructive power to increase exponentially.

If a galactic-level network is built in the future, a large-scale propaganda war or rumor outbreak will deal a fatal blow to the empire.

Given the abilities of the Four Gods, they could certainly create a large number of incredibly popular, galaxy-level internet celebrities.

Using them to mislead the people of the empire would be an easy task.

Therefore, this situation needs to be suppressed at its source.

Those who can use the internet to become famous across galaxies

Only those imperial heroes whose loyalty has been proven can be chosen.

"It's time to develop a network management plan; we must prevent the network from becoming a tool of the gods."

Qin Yun muttered to himself,

Now is the best time to implement controls.

The lighthouse was completely under their control.

With Xiling's assistance,

They would not encounter much resistance in enacting management laws or building firewalls against the gods.

Just do it,

Qin Yun asked Xiling to assist him in drafting a bill on internet management.

…………

Hydrafort Fortress World.

A battle barge departed the harbor and flew into the vast, boundless void.

Upon arriving at Mandeville, they opened the subspace portal, entered the High Heavens, and embarked on faster-than-light travel.

“Take the hero home and let him be buried where he wants to be.”

Standing on the bridge, Brother Zhong recalled the scene before his departure.

Judge Rostov handed over the ashes and belongings of the fallen mid-level navigator, Skolos, while giving him earnest instructions.

The navigator volunteered to find the Black Stone Device and ultimately sacrificed himself.

As promised before his death, the court will return him to the Alfred family cemetery and exonerate him.

Let those who mocked him know,

He was a great imperial hero, not the traitor they called him.

Skolos's belongings were few: a few sets of clothes, some precious treasures, and a notebook recording his painful past.

After reading the navigator's diary, all the players, including Brother Zhong, felt heavy-hearted.

Because of his mutation, Skolas has faced discrimination and oppression since childhood.

His peers called him a freak and stole his food and toys.

Actually, those toys were ones that others didn't want and threw away, which he secretly picked up himself.

Because no one will buy him toys.

Even though the Alfred family was wealthy and his parents enjoyed a high standard of living,

But Scolos never received any gifts.