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

Because at this moment, the area was densely packed with low-level warriors of the Space Necromancers, all of whom Su Can had accumulated over the past few years.

Although he told Zhenzhu not to specifically collect space undead, these things are like space cockroaches. They're everywhere, and you never know when you'll encounter one, so Su Can has passively collected quite a few over the years.

Su Can could turn the mid-to-high-level space undead with complete memories into stone golems. But he couldn't do that with the low-level undead, so he currently had a large number of them stored here.

Su Can seriously doubted whether, if things continued this way, the quantity and quality of the space undead he possessed would be comparable to those of Storm King and Silent King.

Moreover, these space undead that he himself transformed into stone figures are useless even if the Silent King regains control of the master protocol.

However, keeping these undead warriors around isn't a good idea, especially since he doesn't really have any real connection to the Empire. Taking them out could easily cause misunderstandings, given his two previous uses of the memetic virus.

Both times, they had the support of the Supreme Commander, once the Imperial Guard and once Calga. Even if he were questioned later, he could exonerate himself completely.

As for what kind of pressure these two people will face, that's not something Su Can needs to worry about.

If you take pictures of them directly, it will cause a lot of trouble, so keeping them in your possession is also a problem.

But now...

Looking at the eerie blue glow emanating from the toilet seat and the shimmering fabric, Guilliman and Calga, though they had seen it before, still felt a sudden, sharp pain in their hearts, and almost instinctively clutched their chests.

Because at first glance, there are at least tens of thousands of space necromancers, this is Su Can's masterpiece, the Ultimate Necromancer.

"I'm leaving what's in this warehouse to you. Take it out when the time is right; it could turn the tide of the battle. As for the Extreme Meme Virus, I can also give you a few copies, but these are the original models."

As he spoke, Su Can took out several containers, each containing a cartoon-style Ultra Warrior logo.

However, this was not his own specialized model, because he did not know how Guilliman used it, so he took the most moderate model.

"By the way, I should remind you that this thing isn't very effective against Great Demons. Because they can commit suicide before being fully infected, so use it with caution against anyone except those from the Plague Lord's faction. As for the Plague Lord's faction, you need to weaken them to an extremely low level, otherwise there's a possibility of failure. Finally, this thing isn't invincible; you can resist it with your own willpower."

"........"

Upon hearing Su Can's words, Guilliman looked at the virus in his hand, then at the large group of Extreme Necromancers, and was completely stunned.

P.S.: It seems many people don't know that this status will continue until tomorrow. I don't know exactly when we'll see the next post tomorrow.

Chapter 108 Ahriman: My writing flows like a spring, and sparks of wisdom flash through my mind.

"This is the ultimate necromancer from Warehouse Number One. Do you want these things? I have plenty more."

Seeing Guilliman and Calgar, who were practically on the verge of cardiac arrest, Su Can bluntly stated that his warehouse was only so big, and the number of undead warriors was far too large. After all, he had already literally emptied several undead tombs, accumulating a huge number of undead warriors.

Leaving it there would be a waste, so Su Can has begun planning a brand new project: to market the Limitless Necromancer to the Human Empire, especially to the Limitless Warriors.

This thing can effectively address their manpower shortage problem, and could even form a hybrid force of the Astral Army and the Necromancers.

As for your question about the Ultramarines' reaction, look how calm they are. Apart from Guilliman and Calgar, the two leaders of the Ultramarines, who seem to be a bit dead, the others are all fine.

Su Can wasn't in a hurry. As the saying goes, life is like rape; if you can't refuse, you have to accept it.

It was clear that even with their full help, these two men would not be able to obtain the sufficient troops they needed before leaving.

At this point, space necromancers are a good alternative, although they seem a little blasphemous...

But as the saying goes, that's life; what can you do if you don't accept it?

"By the way, I have the rebirth protocol for this batch of space necromancers here, as well as spare living metal needed for the rebirth protocol. Do you want it?"

"........"

After hearing Su Can's words, Guilliman and Calga exchanged bewildered glances. This guy is actually quite nice; he even provides after-sales service.

What's most annoying about space necromancers is their active metal properties; completely destroying them is quite troublesome.

If you simply shoot them with a bomb gun or something, the living metal inside these guys will self-repair and then revive.

If we were to completely destroy 100 million, 900,000, 300,000, 200,000, 700,000: 585,000, 10 ...

After their destruction, they also had their own rebirth protocol. Of course, this rebirth protocol also had a major problem: after the resurrected space undead with full intelligence, their consciousness would suffer some loss.

If too many bodies are resurrected, it will become a discontinuous AI program. Secondly, some powerful bodies cannot be restored after death.

While both are living metal, the metal of the Necromancer Emperor and the metal of the lowest-ranking samurai are not the same concept, and the Silent King's is even more powerful.

Then there are the lowest-ranking necromancers who can theoretically be resurrected without any cost, but that's only in theory, and 60 million years have passed since then.

It's highly likely that death is permanent, and the number of these undead warriors cannot be increased. Even if you have living metal, it won't work; they can only be resurrected one at a time. Of course, if resurrection is not possible, the space undead population will be permanently reduced by one.

This is why it is said that the Necromancers of space have no future, a race destined for destruction.

After all, they were the Eldar, a race constantly targeted by Slaanesh, and they too had new populations being born. In the entire galaxy, there was no race more desperate than the space undead, which is why the Silent King thought the Storm King was a bit mentally unstable when he wanted to establish a Galactic Empire.

Their population will only decrease, not increase, so what would they need so much territory for? After all, even the Silent King only wanted one sector, while the entire human empire has at least a thousand sectors of that size.

This is one of the key reasons why the Human Empire tacitly accepted the existence of the Exorcist Dead Zone and did not actually engage in a full-scale war with them.

The Necromancers of space are ultimately neither Chaos nor Tyrannosaurus; their destructive power is still limited.

At least its danger is far less than that of its other most important rivals, especially the orcs and the Tyranids.

In any case, in the galaxy today, only these two entities pose a threat to the destruction of the human empire, and both have brought extremely terrible consequences to humanity.

"Just give me what's in this warehouse, I know you're short-handed too!!!"

Guilliman took a deep breath and then spoke slowly and deliberately. He felt an urge to explode, but his reason told him to hold it in.

Finally, he could only say to Su Can, word by word, that Guilliman came with only one aircraft and returned with another.

"Hahaha, you didn't see Guilliman's expression. It was like he'd taken a bite out of Mortalian, it cracked me up, hahaha!!!"

Watching Guilliman and Calga leave, Su Can at least didn't die laughing. He had already taken a picture of Guilliman and Calga's expressions at the end and planned to frame it.

"well........."

Looking at Su Can, Zhenzhu sighed deeply. She then placed a bill in front of Su Can, causing his smile to freeze instantly.

“Very good, my great master. Next, you need to consider how to fill the fiscal deficit for the next ten years or so, especially the costs of building a brand new forging world.”

"Hey, Guilliman, don't go yet. Do you want a zero-inertia faster-than-light engine? I have a whole bunch of cargo here!!!"

At that very moment, Su Can dialed Guilliman's number again, thinking that the cost would ultimately come from the customer.

He could still build a fleet specifically for trading in the Alteramar 500 world and several nearby star sectors.

"........."

...........

Meanwhile, in the subspace, someone was watching everything with great interest.

"I have finally found the Zhen Dan Empire, the Immortal Dragon Emperor. Very interesting. So, False Emperor, was it because of this that you burned all the history and religions of human empires before their establishment? The Zhen Dan Celestial Empire is the most powerful dynasty in human history."

At this moment, Ahriman was excitedly writing something down with a pen and paper. He had finally found information about that human immortal in the warp.

“Let me see. Only by understanding everything about him and his past can we find his weaknesses and defeat him. It’s just a pity that the false emperor burned him too cleanly, so there’s no way to use cause and effect to defeat him.”

At this moment, Ahriman was also collecting the information he had found with great interest, but then his expression quickly turned a little strange.

"Tsk tsk tsk, no wonder he's a false emperor."

At this moment, Ahriman found everything in front of him very interesting, and then he realized something.

"It seems that this Dragon Emperor entered the depths of the subspace in search of something. And the fact that the Emperor was able to unleash an army capable of sweeping across the galaxy in such a short time ten thousand years ago was because he obtained his legacy? Hahaha, he obtained such a rich legacy and still ended up fighting like this. Interesting, very interesting. I'm going to write it down so that the whole universe can know."

At that moment, Ahriman felt as if he were divinely inspired, his thoughts flowing freely. Sparks of inspiration burst forth in his mind, and even images from the past began to flash before his eyes.

All of the emperor's past flashed before his eyes. Because in his eyes, this emperor seemed to be nothing more than a crude imitation of the ancient dragon emperor.

He quickly finished writing a thick book, and now Ahriman was considering how to make the book known to the world.

"By the way, those clowns seem to be heading to Macurag. We can give them some information."

Just then, Ahriman remembered something and cleared away all the chaotic corruption and messages that might cause chaotic corruption from the book in front of him.

Because he knew that if he wanted a book to be sung throughout the human empire, it absolutely could not be allowed to have the power to corrupt.

He had a plan, a grand plan that could overthrow the empire.

Let humanity know that they have more than one sun, let humanity know that the emperor is merely a poor imitator and a clown, let humanity know that there are two masters of the heavens.

Only in this way will humanity split and kill each other; he wants to overthrow the entire human empire.

"That's not enough, I..."

More information is needed.

He sneakily found the clown who was on his way to Macurag and placed the book in a suitable spot.

Ahriman left with a smile, for this was not enough; he needed even more resources.

..........

Inside the Eco-Ark, Su Can was also working with Zhenzhu to review the report in front of them.

He began to understand the hardships of being an emperor in ancient times; female-oriented novels often featured armies of hundreds of thousands. One emperor even went so far as to massacre tens of thousands of his own main force—in Su Can's eyes, this was utterly brainless.

Even the mightiest and most powerful Tang Dynasty, if you directly lose tens of thousands of your main force troops, do you think the emperor wouldn't be furious enough to roll his eyes?

On the contrary, the most popular historical dramas, such as Ming Dynasty 1566, ultimately only seek money and provisions from a group of people who make a fuss.

Even Chongzhen's ultimate downfall was largely due to the complete collapse of the imperial court's financial system.

"I knew the Empire was rotten, but is even the five hundred worlds of Alteramar really this bad?"

Looking at the reports in his hand, Su Can complained to Zhenzhu that it had taken him more than a month to fill the financial hole.

Of course, he did not levy exorbitant taxes or engage in any fancy or frivolous practices.

They simply used the resources at hand and incidentally obtained some warships from Guilliman, which were then converted into merchant ships.

Furthermore, thanks to his faster-than-light engine, inertia-free engine, and shipping lanes, he conducted extensive trade within the five hundred worlds of Alteramar in a short period of time. His fruit products were extremely popular, and he even used some of his consumable STC templates to directly plunder the wealth of many tech enthusiasts.

Finally, the huge pitfall was plugged, and Guilliman didn't object to it. After all, Su Can's kind of trade would only make the world of Alteramar healthier and more prosperous, and he also knew that Su Can's expenses were huge, since it required building a forging world.

"Mimi, Mimi..."

After settling everything in, Su Can sat down on his throne. He then hugged the pink Mimi in his arms; petting the fluffy creature was very relaxing.

But at that very moment, Elena, who was on the other side of Su Can, also locked her golden eyes on Mimi in Su Can's arms.

"Hmm, what are you doing?"

So Su Can found it a bit funny; this bombshell girl was actually getting jealous of a pink puppy.

Look how calm Zhenzhu is, she just took the financial statements and left.

"Gurgle..."

Upon hearing Su Can's words, Elena swallowed hard.

"No, it's nothing..."

Then Elena saw the pink mammal in Su Can's arms making a face at her from a corner where Su Can couldn't see it.

“MiMi........”

"Hmph, bitch!!!"

At this moment, Elena couldn't help but curse inwardly, though she didn't know why. It was just a feeling, though; this little thing posed a real threat to her.

After all, she wouldn't dare breathe on a pearl; just look at those complex reports. They could practically burn out her CPU. Clearly, as a mother, she still has many areas where she needs to improve.

"The clown troupe is in Makula now. Let's go and see them."

Putting aside his current tasks for the time being, Su Can also planned to head to Macurag.

His tavern had some problems; it was absolutely incompatible with the warp. You couldn't possibly set up a tavern inside the network tunnels, so the clowns deep within the network tunnels had to cross them to reach Macragge to find him.

Guilliman is now receiving these uninvited guests, although normally humans would shoot them on sight.

However, with the Great Rift now unfolding, both the gloom of chaos and the threat from the Tyranids and orcs are imminent.

In this situation, humans and the Eldar, as one of the few entities that can barely be considered on the side of order, have no choice but to cooperate reluctantly.

For example, the Eldar prophet did not return to his ark, but served as Guilliman's psionic advisor for a long time.

Because they knew all too well what Guilliman meant; only he could bring order to this chaotic empire.

Moreover, Guilliman knew that Su Can had reached some agreements with this group of bean sprouts, so he allowed them to move freely in Macurag.

Of course, one last point is that the bean sprouts have a good reputation; at least they're not that outrageous.

“I have a feeling of unease. I used too much psionic energy in my previous prophecy.”

At this moment, Evelyn couldn't help but frown and say that she felt as if she was being watched by something.

You should know that she had previously offended Tzeentch's Chosen Champion, Ahriman, by using the authority of the Grim Reaper to temporarily dispel the Scarlet Letter spell and then throw those Scarlet Letter warriors into the depths of the warp.