A life of ups and downs, but in Warhammer 40K

Just then, Zhenzhu walked up to Su Can and whispered in his ear:

"The space necromancer's ship is too heavy for a mortal body to withstand, and you're unwilling to go through warp space. So..."

We need someone to make contact with the Imperial planets and to facilitate immigration from those planets.

"Hey......."

Hearing this, Su Can sighed. Indeed, he needed someone to help him capture people from various worlds within the Empire. This guy was perfect for that, since human life wasn't worth much.

The identity of the "engine oil guy" also effectively concealed the suspicions of people in various places, so he did indeed need someone.

After all, his own warship was so conspicuous that sailing it directly to another planet would cause too much of a commotion. As for the space undead's ship, that wouldn't work either. Those things weren't made by humans; if you used one to immigrate, you'd only end up with a pile of rotten flesh plastered on the wall.

"Alright, come down. I won't kick you out, and I'll also help you unlock your path to wisdom."

"Mouth, you are truly magnificent. I admire your mouth and teeth. Wait, what is this 'intellectual destiny'?"

"That's something I found outside the world, something that could rewrite the entire universe. Close your eyes."

At this moment, Su Can didn't waste any more words and directly opened his wisdom destiny to him.

Viktor was stunned as countless pieces of information began to flood his mind.

"Alright, remember to change yourself back when you get back. For a traveler on a destiny path, this kind of modification is just a burden."

After glancing at the bewildered Viktor, Su Can turned and left.

"Alright, call the Silent Sisters and the group of Astartes over."

Rubbing his dazed head, Su Can called over the Silent Sister and the burly man.

"Now that I've acquired this warship, it should take a few more days to return to our starting planet. I'll unload you then, and you can return on the same ship you came in on. Then I'll..."

"NO!!!"

However, before Su Can could finish speaking, several screams rang out again. At the same time, Su Can felt several more attachments hanging on his legs.

"Are you all fucking crazy? You've all inherited that shameless, persistent nature of the weasel, haven't you?!"

At this moment, Su Can only felt a headache coming on; what on earth was wrong with this world?

Looking at the group of Astartes who were suddenly at odds, Su Can felt numb. No matter how bizarre the Blood Ravens were, they were still Astartes.

“My lord, I just saw that the blasphemous alien gave you a batch of gene seeds. My lord definitely wants to form the Astartes Chapter, so they will need an instructor.”

"Um, I think so."

Upon hearing this, Su Can couldn't help but scratch his head. There was nothing wrong with it; he couldn't find any fault with it.

"Then you can stay here for now..."

"Do any adults still need us to erect a statue for you and sing praises of your achievements?"

"No need, you can just worship the Emperor."

Upon hearing this, Su Can shook his head without hesitation. His destiny did not conflict with his faith, so he only needed to continue worshipping the emperor.

"Kougua, you're so loyal."

Chapter 51 The Development of Fate's Power

The Human Empire, a nation with millions of stars, coupled with a terrible governance system.

Therefore, this empire is a fragmented corpse, and the only thing connecting these corpses is the faith in the emperor.

And most importantly, Su Can is actually a pragmatist in a certain sense. If it were in the original world, he could really kill anyone who dared to do that, but in this world, he could literally kill someone.

After Su Can acknowledged the emperor, even the Silent Sister beside him remained silent.

As for this one, he was clearly heartbroken by the Imperial Guards, so he had no interest in going back.

"Phew, let's see what kind of gene seeds Tarasin gave me first."

After sending those people away, Su Can looked at the gene seed in his hand, and then...

"What the hell is this? Son of the Emperor, Death Guard, World Eater, Son of the Thousand Sins, Iron Warrior, Midnight Lord, Word Bearer... Damn it, Tarazin, don't let me run into you. You didn't give me a single loyalist, not even a single Ultramariner."

Looking at the huge pile of gene seeds in his hand, Su Can almost slammed the table.

GTMD Tarasin doesn't have a single loyalist gene seed; that guy definitely did it on purpose.

"My head hurts, but oh well, this might not be a bad thing."

Su Can didn't really get angry after putting away these gene seeds.

In fact, Astartes are quite cheap, but the Empire has always limited their numbers. Moreover, these Primarchs who have sided with Chaos's Geneseeds are not without their benefits; perhaps they will find their destinies more aligned with their own.

"Let me try it out first and see how these things integrate with my destiny. When I come back, I'll use the power of my destiny to cleanse them, and then I won't have to worry about corruption."

Looking at the gene seed in his hand, Su Can waved his hand, and the sapling reappeared in his hand.

Su Can then began to apply the different destinies he had unlocked to them. These destinies had a high compatibility with the seed and, after being cleansed, could all be considered his kind of companions, capable of rapidly advancing along their corresponding destinies.

Combining these two approaches would allow him to rapidly amass a large army in a short period, enabling him to calmly handle the troubles to come. After all, he possessed 1.1 billion.

There is now a great treasure trove, a treasure trove enough to drive the entire Mechanicus mad.

Then........

"The World Eater is better suited to Destruction, and the Death Guardian is better suited to Abundance. Never mind. We'll study it later. Let's plant this seed directly in the center first. Then spread the power of Abundance outwards, so that newborns here will be nourished by these powers just like the Abundance People."

Looking at the Seed of Abundance in his hand, Su Can fell into deep thought.

Of course, his Seed of Abundance can't compare to that of the Immortal Ship, but those born from the power of abundance will definitely be more resilient than ordinary people; in their current state, they could live for several decades longer.

Minor injuries usually don't require treatment and will heal quickly on their own.

Of course, not all newborns born in every place are blessed with abundance. They will concentrate the blessings of abundance in a few places, which will then resemble modern maternal and child health hospitals.

Only law-abiding citizens are allowed to enter; outsiders should forget about it.

"We still need a bountiful messenger of destiny; we can only take it one step at a time. Hmm, we've arrived."

Just then, Su Can looked out from his control room and saw that they had returned to the star system from which they had started.

And that planet that the motorist used to long for, but now he can't be bothered to even glance at.

"We still need to take it one step at a time. The first thing is to collect enough ore."

At this point, Su Can couldn't help but rub his head; in a way, this warship was indeed very clean.

Because of the fight with Tyron, all the stored mineral consumables were used up.

Even if you want to use the STC template, you still need a lot of basic ore.

Food and water can circulate within the spaceship's ecological system, but minerals cannot.

And after saying all that, the most important thing boils down to two words...

Nobody's here!!!

So Su Can quickly approached Victor, just as Zhenzhu had said.

He needed a glove to complete the immigration process, and Victor in front of him was a very good choice.

His identity as a motor enthusiast made him less likely to arouse suspicion, and Su Can didn't want to go through subspace. But for him, going through subspace was irrelevant.

“Great Ancient One, because you have equipped us with inertia-free engines capable of traveling at twice the speed of light, I will proceed to the nearest Mandeville point and head to several nearby sectors for a new round of immigration.”

Upon seeing Su Can find him, Victor spoke with unusual respect.

"Oh, and remember to bring them along."

At this point, Su Can placed a huge box in front of Viktor, who looked completely bewildered upon seeing it.

"what is this?"

"It's about eliminating swarms of bees. There are always some strange things lurking in the pipes of warships. So after you finish loading the ship, activate this swarm elimination device. They will directly enter the pipes that are inconvenient for your warship to access, and it will clear out any uninvited guests inside."

"........."

Looking at what Su Can had given him, Viktor felt a chill run down his spine. He didn't know what to say. Incidentally, he had now regained his human body. During the journey, Su Can had used the abundant power to directly 'heal' him.

Moreover, with the added computing power of the Intellectual Destiny, he can provide powerful computing capabilities even without modification. After all, many times the modifications made by tech enthusiasts are due to insufficient computing power; even the original Belisarius Caul modified his own brain.

Su Can did this for a simple reason: he was terrified of the monsters and freaks at the bottom of the Imperial warships.

Therefore, Su Can plans to review them one by one, even if it's a bit slow.

"I've also had Zhenzhu prepare a memory input device, which will directly input the memories required for different jobs into people. Although doing this will shorten their lifespan, we can't worry about that too much at the beginning."

Su Can felt somewhat helpless about this, but the reduction in lifespan was actually insignificant. It simply reduced your maximum lifespan by a dozen years; normally, these people would die between the ages of sixty and seventy.

The problem is that for those in the lower and middle classes of the city, living to fifty is already a blessing.

As for their descendants, they should just accept their education honestly, because their offspring will be gradually replaced by immortal beings.

Since it is a long-lived species, it has to consider many things, unlike a short-lived species.

At that time, a change of mindset was needed, and of course, Su Can had plenty of time.

"Incidentally, we can select the first batch of Astartes from among the first batch of people."

Watching Viktor leave, Su Can returned to his laboratory.

He had already set up a 3D printing device right there, and now he had plenty of materials.

So he could finally fulfill his promise to those crazy undead. Su Can was certain of it anyway. All he had to do was transform their bodies into bionic machines like pearls, and, with the power of destiny, grant them the various senses that living beings should possess.

They returned to normal, or at least they didn't seem so crazy anymore.

How are you feeling?

At this moment, Su Can also looked at the tall man in front of him, because the Bengtie intelligent machines were divided into male and female. Moreover, they could reproduce, so Su Can simply and directly followed this standard.

Therefore, their original gender needed to be considered during the manufacturing process, but Su Can didn't design their faces. Let these people sculpt them themselves; after all, what appeared before him now was a whole bunch of handsome men and beautiful women.

"My dear, Master is truly amazing."

At this moment, these people were constantly stroking their bionic skin and the abundant power within it. Although theoretically their physical strength was much weaker than their original living metal bodies, once they embarked on their destiny journey, it actually unlocked a higher limit for them.

In other words, the result is exactly what it was produced to be. Now their power can continue to grow, and besides, this loss is nothing to them now that they have regained their vitality.

"This sensation is sweet, this sensation is pain. It's absolutely wonderful! For the first time in tens of millions of years, I feel truly alive!!!"

At this moment, the leading undead overlord was frantically gnawing on a small apple, tears streaming down his face. These colonial warships contained intact native Earth flora and fauna, not to mention an ecological chamber used for food production.

So Su Can still possessed these things, and at this moment, the Necromancer Overlord could be described as having a blissful expression. He finally felt the same way as Zhenzhu; this perfect feeling was what he had been pursuing. Although it wasn't a completely complete body of flesh and blood, it was practically no different from being alive.

only.......

"It's so cold, what are your expressions?"

Just then, Su Can felt a chill and turned his head to look. He then discovered the group of space undead that Tarasin had given him, among whom were many soulless undead warriors.

However, there are also many space undead with complete consciousness, while those soulless undead warriors are beyond our reach. After all, their data cores are empty, and Su Can has no way to inscribe the ritual into them for the time being.

But the other conscious undead were different; they looked at the space undead who had received the android bodies given to them by Su Can with envy. The desire to live wasn't just a craving of the Skinners; most undead longed to regain the feeling of being alive.

This is why the Silent King, after dealing with the Ancient Saints, turned around and betrayed the Star Gods. They realized they had been tricked, and tricked quite badly.

"You like it too?"

"Gurgle..."

Upon hearing Su Can's words, the group of space undead nodded in agreement.

"You can go in too."

Since there weren't many of them, Su Can simply let them in as well.

but........

"Kougua, great Creator, we revere your Kouya!!!"

"Well, these can be considered my first batch of subordinates."

Looking at this group of people, Su Can couldn't help but sigh. What kind of idiots are these?

...........

Meanwhile, in Kunte Nest City.

At this moment, the sector governor and Inquisitor Gels appeared solemnly on the harbor, and a group of people stepped off with the roar of engines.

The golden figure at the head of the group made the two men lower their heads significantly, for this person was none other than the Imperial Guard.

They knew all too well what a loyal veteran who had fought in the Great Crusade meant, and when the matter was reported, it immediately alarmed the High Lords Council, especially the Astartes' representatives in Holy Terra, who nearly exploded.