Warhammer: Rebuilding the Golden Age Starting with Farming.

"Then send airships! Send shuttles!"

The tycoon roared:

"Even if it takes people to fill it, you have to fill that damn hole! Don't let the fire spread!"

The entire command center was in complete chaos, filled with greedy roars and incompetent shirking of responsibility.

No one organized rescue efforts, and no one cared about the disaster victims.

All orders were issued in order to "stop losses" and "maintain stability".

The so-called "stability maintenance" involved sending troops to block the passages to Shangchao and setting up machine guns to prevent refugees crawling out of the ruins from rushing up and "polluting" the air in Shangchao.

It was like a scene from yesterday. In the era of apostasy, there were countless cases that were even more outrageous than this, and this was the daily life of the empire.

The corruption and greed of those at the top are ingrained in their very bones.

When disaster strikes, their first thought is always to cut off supplies and protect themselves.

Extreme class divisions are the perfect breeding ground for chaotic heresies and gene-stealing cults.

To be honest, sometimes it's really hard to tell whether heretics destroyed the world or the world forced heretics to emerge.

……

Meanwhile, on a high-rise terrace in Shangchao.

Judge Orion stood there alone, his black trench coat billowing in the wind.

He didn't look at the chaotic nobles, but instead looked up, staring intently at the sky.

The contrail left by the Xinbang, a huge black column of smoke that stretched straight into the sky, still lingered in the air for a long time.

For the first time, an expression appeared on Orion's pale, stiff face, a mixture of shock, anger, and a hint of fear.

As a member of the court, he had witnessed far too much destruction.

He had seen planets burned into glass spheres by extinction orders, and cities torn apart by demonic engines.

But he had never seen such a sight before.

A starship several kilometers long just crawled out from underground, right under his nose!

what does this mean?

This means that an extremely powerful force, or an individual with extraordinary abilities, has completed an impossible super project in this hive city, amidst the chaos of the Helios Group, the Mechanicus, and gang warfare!

Repair the starship, start the engines, and break through the blockade.

The human, material, technical, strategic decision-making, and overall planning capabilities required are beyond Orion's imagination.

He recalled the previous report about the "Bottom Nest Mystic Technology Organization".

He didn't pay much attention at the time, thinking it was just a slightly technically sophisticated heretical workshop.

In hindsight, he was wrong.

That's completely wrong!

This organization not only has technology, but also a leader with extraordinary personal abilities!

"I actually... misjudged it."

Orion's fingers gripped the balcony railing so tightly that they left fingerprints on the metal.

This is not just dereliction of duty, it is a disgrace.

Someone repaired a warship on the planet he was monitoring and then drove it away!

Orion took a deep breath and pulled out the communicator with the rose knot emblem from his pocket.

Without further hesitation or concern for the consequences, he pressed the red emergency button.

"This is Orion, the Resident Planetary Inquisitor, reporting to the Inquisition Sector Headquarters."

"A major heretical incident has occurred at Forge 7 in the Scarles Sector."

"An unknown force, suspected of possessing extremely high technological capabilities, hijacked and activated a Merchant Ronin-class armed transport ship."

"The target has forcibly broken through the Earth's surface and is currently in low Earth orbit."

"Request... Request the naval fleet to intercept."

"Repeated, request to intercept."

Orion put down the communicator and looked at the huge, still-burning void.

He knew that the navy's interception was most likely too late.

Since that ship could fly, it must have been prepared to jump long ago.

But he had to do something.

This is not over.

Anyone who dares to cause such a commotion on his turf, no matter who they are or where they flee to.

The courts will find him.

Even if we chase them to the ends of the Milky Way!

Chapter 81 The Day of Ascension Arrives!

Bad things always seem to come one after another.

After Andy piloted the "New Bond" out of the ground, causing a disaster comparable to an 8-magnitude earthquake in the ninth district of Zhongchao.

The seismic waves traveled down the Earth's crust, penetrating the lithosphere and reaching a depth of fifty kilometers underground.

The planetary-level geothermal hub of Cast Furnace-7 is also the headquarters of the "Flying Mining Alliance".

In the center of this dark, damp, and vast underground cavity filled with the smell of sulfur and geothermal steam, stands a throne made of abandoned pipes, industrial waste, and the flesh and blood of some unknown creature.

A colossal creature sat upon the throne.

The gene-stealing patriarch.

It stands over five meters tall, with a swollen purple head and four extremely strong forelimbs, its chitinous carapace covered with thick psionic crystals.

As the progenitor of all gene stealers on this planet, he is the absolute core of the entire sect and the living totem of the faith known as the "Four-Armed Emperor".

At that moment, the violent tremors of the ground reached this point, shaking off the rubble from the dome.

But the clan chief did not react.

Its eyes, gleaming with an eerie light, were fixed on the rock formations above, as if their gaze could penetrate tens of thousands of kilometers of void.

It sensed it.

It wasn't a geological change, but a larger, more intimate kind of fluctuation.

It's... [Shadow]!

In the gap between subspace and real space, a massive biological fleet has just cut into the edge of the gravitational well in the Scalles sector.

The Tyranid fleet does not use the warp engine.

The Tyranids use a bio-ship called the "Narwhal," which can sense and manipulate the gravity of planetary systems, creating a gravity tunnel that compresses space to achieve faster-than-light travel, though it is slower than humans.

Although their physical form was still several hours away from Forge-7, the massive, suffocating projection of the Hive Will, the "Warspace Shadow," had already enveloped them.

For the clan chief, this was a signal.

God has descended!

The patriarch's pituitary gland instantly secreted a special chemical substance, which spread at the speed of light throughout the planet's "nest consciousness network" along its psychic tendrils.

Its underlying instruction code has been changed.

From 【lurking, infiltrating, and reproducing】.

Force a switch to [Destruction, Chaos, Harvest].

The chieftain opened his large mouth, which was covered with fangs, and let out a silent psionic shriek.

This pulse is silent; humans cannot hear it, and the Mechanics' sensors cannot read it.

But on Forge-7, there are millions of infected with the Tyranid gene, whether they are laborers mining in the bottom hive, technicians working in the middle hive, or officials mingling in the upper hive administration building.

They stopped what they were doing in the same microsecond.

Their pupils contracted instantly, and the emotions, memories, and moral constraints that originally belonged to humans in their minds were completely overwritten by this tyrannical psionic command.

The day of ascension has arrived!

……

Bottom Nest, Mine Pit No. 44.

Hundreds of purple-skinned, bald miners belonging to the "Ascending Mining Alliance" are at work.

They are known for being "tireless and never complaining," making them the overseers' favorite workforce.

A human overseer was idly patrolling the area, holding an electric whip.

"Hurry up! The higher-ups urgently need this batch of ore!"

The overseer roared and habitually cracked his whip.

Normally, even if these miners are beaten, they will just lower their heads and continue working.

But this time, the miner who was being beaten stopped.

He slowly turned around.

His previously blank face now revealed an expression of extreme fanaticism and ferocity.

He raised the high-powered laser cutter he was using to cut rocks.

"For...the Four-Armed God Emperor!"

"Zi-"

Before the supervisor could react, the high-temperature laser beam swept directly across his waist.

The foreman's upper body slid down, the cut smooth and charred.

At the same time, hundreds of miners in the entire mine suddenly rose up.

They used pickaxes, drills, and even sharp teeth to attack all the human workers and guards around them.

This is not an isolated case.

At the same time, mutinies broke out in hundreds of mining areas, factories, and recycling stations scattered throughout the bottom and lower nests.

These normally docile workers instantly transformed into the most bloodthirsty beasts.

They coalesced into a purple wave, and even without a unified commander, under the coordination of the Hive's will, they launched a suicidal charge toward the key energy nodes and defensive facilities.

……

Zhongchao, the Fifth District Central Hospital.

This is the best public hospital besides Helios' private clinic.

A cry rang out in the delivery room.

A young human husband, beaming with happiness, approached the delivery bed, eager to see his newborn child.

His wife is a very capable administrative clerk in Zhongchao. Although she is usually quiet and somewhat aloof, he loves her very much.

"Honey, you've worked so hard. Is it a boy or...?"

The husband's words caught in his throat.

Because he saw that the baby the nurse was holding had a pale purplish-red skin, and...

Beneath those two normal little hands, there was a deformed third hand with sharp claws.

This is a pure-blooded gene-stealer larva.

The gene-stealer's reproductive cycle is a perfect closed loop; the first and second generation hybrids look like monsters and can only hide underground.

The third and fourth generation of mixed-race children look almost exactly like humans, and are even more intelligent, stronger, and extremely charismatic. They are responsible for infiltrating the upper echelons of human society and having children with humans.

The fifth generation born to the fourth-generation mixed-race children will experience atavism, reverting to the purest Tyranid biological form.