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

Hearing this, Su Can rubbed his nose, because his recruits all came from his own academy. Furthermore, due to the timing, these people mostly came to him when they were barely old enough to remember anything, or perhaps they were even born on his ark, so they didn't have a good understanding of the empire's cruelty.

In other words, for people in the Warhammer world, they are somewhat like overgrown children.

"You've protected them too well; the corruption of chaos is everywhere."

At this moment, Lanzhuos also took a deep breath, feeling it necessary to remind Su Can. In the era in which this ancient Dragon Emperor lived, the Spirit Race's extreme recklessness hadn't yet occurred. Therefore, the Eye of Fear hadn't been unleashed, and naturally, the corruption problem was much smaller.

"Hmm, how should I put it? What do you think if we include them?"

"MiMi!!!"

As Su Can snapped his fingers, the pink mammals reappeared. Upon seeing them, Lanzhuos's eye twitched slightly.

He didn't harbor any ill will towards these fairies; in fact, he was quite grateful to them.

After all, they were the ones who handled the corruption of the entire Altramar afterward; otherwise, it would have been a complete purge of Altramar.

Therefore, Lanzos was all too aware of the abilities of these creations with their own memories and destinies. To precisely remove the corrupted parts of chaos was the best method for beings in the early stages of chaos corruption.

As for your point about how many people have had their souls removed and become like servants, that means that guy has already reached a deep stage of corruption, in other words, he's a Chaos cultist.

With these things in place, there's really not much need to worry about Chaos Corruption. The main problem with Chaos Corruption is that it's impossible to prevent. To put it in disease terms, its incubation period is too long. If it were to erupt directly, it would be much simpler...

It's simple. After all, chaotic corruption can be seen directly with the naked eye, but it's very troublesome in the early stages.

"Alright, I have my own plans regarding the corruption of chaos."

Su Can didn't bother to dwell on it. Although he now had many more people, he hadn't neglected the necessary security measures. Otherwise, he wouldn't only have a few hundred million people; the population could have increased dozens of times.

"If all else fails, you can use my gene seed, but it's best to use as few of these rebel legions as possible."

Guilliman couldn't help but remind him, as he knew Su Can had a whole host of shady characters in his hands.

All nine rebel legions were included, and the reason was that the gene seeds Su Can obtained were all given to him by Tarasin. The subsequent Ultramarines' gene seeds were also extracted directly from Guilliman after the Battle of Macragge.

After all, a single canister of Primarch's blood could produce a massive amount of Geneseeds; the technology wasn't difficult, and the Empire hadn't lost any. However, the main reason for not using it was the lack of Primarchs—it was simply a matter of necessity.

As for the Primarch's influence over his offspring, Su Can had already dealt with it. After all, the Primarch's influence over his offspring has an upper limit, and many Astartes will follow their own will and go down different paths from the Primarch.

There are quite a few in this regard, whether they are loyalists or rebels.

"I know... um?"

However, just as Su Can was about to say something, his expression changed.

"what happened?"

Seeing Su Can's expression, the others tensed up. Something that could elicit such an expression from Su Can was definitely not something simple.

"Those clowns and one of my merchants have encountered an attack by the Tyranid swarm in the dark side of the Empire and are now sending us distress signals."

"What size is Tyron?"

Upon hearing Su Can's words, Karga, who had the most experience fighting the Tyranid swarm, was the first to react.

"Judging from its size, it shouldn't be a very strong main force, but it's enough for a feudal world."

Hearing this, Su Can felt a little helpless. He did have a way to deploy troops: by going directly to taverns and then traveling to different planets.

However, this thing isn't a star track, and the gate's transport capacity is very limited. If Su Can wants to get the army across, he'll need to take his time.

Therefore, Su Can would not send anyone over unless he was certain that the other party was a key player for Tyronn.

As for his super-basic version of Ruan Mei's bag, and his own mustard seed space, they both have a major problem. That is, they cannot contain living things; if you go inside, you will be killed instantly by the special space inside.

Therefore, under these circumstances, he couldn't blindly send out a large army. Furthermore, it couldn't carry warships, since warships in the Warhammer world have a major problem: from construction to destruction, they basically can't get too close to the ground.

Because of their design, these warships would have difficulty escaping the planet's gravity. Therefore, even if Su Can were to transport the warships there, he would need a safe and stable space environment to launch them, and then gradually transport the crew from the ground into space.

If it were a safe situation, that would be fine, but don't even think about a world invaded by the Tyranid swarm; the environment doesn't exist.

Of course, if it were Baal, or even the Underworld Star Region, Su Can would do so without hesitation.

"Give us an exact timeframe for how much longer we will need to complete preparations for our journey to Holy Terra."

Upon hearing this, Guilliman suddenly stood up, his eyes brightening considerably.

"It will take another week, Father. Do you want to go and see those Tyranid swarms?"

Seeing Guilliman's expression, Calga also hesitated a bit before speaking.

"Yes, I have already seen the space necromancers. And I have dealt with the Ork people quite a bit during the Great Crusade, but I have never actually seen the Tyranid swarm."

Upon hearing Calga's words, Guilliman responded with immense excitement.

He was filled with curiosity about these Tyranid swarms, and of course, he could also take this opportunity to see the Empire's greatest enemy to date.

After all, it's been ten thousand years, and these things are the only ones that almost caused the entire solar system to collapse.

"Come with me."

Hearing this, Su Can did not object. Instead, he snapped his fingers and opened a door in front of him.

"By the way, Titus, bring a few veteran Zerg soldiers and a hundred of my new recruits. That should be enough to help with the defense. If the Tyranid swarm feels it's not worth it, they'll naturally retreat."

Hearing this, Su Can already made a calculation in his mind. This was most likely part of the Leviathan fleet that had been blown apart by the Great Rift. Now, he didn't know whether it was the one that had scattered on the way to Baal, or simply a remnant that had been swallowed by the Great Rift and rushed out to replenish its ranks.

But it doesn't matter; if the scale isn't too large, it can be considered training. Besides, even Guilliman, let alone him, has never seen a Tyranid swarm. Now he just happens to need them for some time; after all, biological experiments can't rely entirely on imagination, and it's best to have prototypes.

Let's treat this as a warm-up for the future Battle of Baal, let him see the Terran swarm first.

So soon Su Can and Guilliman entered the tavern located in a separate space, and Guilliman couldn't help but praise everything he saw.

"Although I knew you had a tavern, it's still incredible to see it like this. While it can't solve the empire's fundamental problems, it can certainly address the immediate crisis."

Although it was his first time there, Guilliman still discovered many amazing things.

PS: I finished updating late at night and was too lazy to think of a title.

Chapter 115 Su Can: We only discuss bloodline purity when it comes to pets.

Although it was his first time at a tavern, Guilliman already knew about these things. After all, Su Can had simply waved his hand and practically packed up all the bean sprouts to take away.

This was no small matter; even Evelynn, who also belonged to the Bean Sprouts, and the Old Prophet were taken aback.

In terms of status alone, the Flower Sprouts are arguably the highest-ranking members of the Eldar. After all, even the most ruthless Comoros Flower Sprouts can come and go as they please, and even the Comoros Black Sprout leader has to show them respect.

In this respect, white bean sprouts and wild bean sprouts do not receive this treatment at all, since other factions either do not have gods or their gods are imprisoned in the Nurgle realm.

However, the Laughing God, Siegfried, is still alive and well, making him the only true god in Warhammer who can move freely so far.

If someone can get all their subordinates to pledge allegiance to Su Can, it means that the other party has basically 'submitted' to them, or at least has an equal cooperative relationship with them.

Guilliman naturally needed to know about such things, but once he did, he understood the tavern.

Looking back now, he still finds it quite amazing. Su Can has already assigned a clown to accompany him, and they might even be able to open one inside the Glory of Macragge.

However, there are limitations to this; it won't work if you enter the warp. Of course, Holy Terra is also possible, and Guilliman would welcome that.

But soon Guilliman's face turned constipated again, because four toilets suddenly appeared in the corner of his eye.

The main feature is a huge golden toilet, and in front of it are four other toilets in pink, blue, green, and red, named Courage, Compassion, Wisdom, and Charm, respectively.

Right in front of these four toilets is a small golden toilet, which is called the General's Toilet.

At that moment, Guilliman knew exactly what that meant, so he pointed at the toilets with a constipated expression.

"Yeah, taverns are a place where all sorts of jokes gather. These are jokes collected by those bean sprouts, and don't you think they're pretty funny, even though they're a bit hellish."

"........."

However, Su Can was a little embarrassed at the end. Just as he finished speaking, Hua Douya, who was following behind the two of them, twitched the corner of her mouth.

While they do collect jokes and put them in the tavern, the problem is...

This wasn't something they collected. It existed when the tavern was first built; in other words, it was created by the tavern's founder, who is also you, the human god.

Although they were unrestrained in their bean sprouting, they still knew to be somewhat discreet about jokes about the empire, especially the emperor.

"Never mind, whatever makes you happy."

Taking a deep breath, Guilliman decided not to pursue the matter any further. Considering that the Emperor had probably emptied this man's coffers, it was normal for him to harbor some resentment. However, it was good to find a place to vent his anger; otherwise, it would be a bigger problem if he kept it bottled up and did nothing.

Anyway, as the saying goes, he's the Yin-Yang Emperor, so Guilliman should just pretend he doesn't see it. As for Titus and the others behind him, they were quite calm, because they knew very little about the situation and had no idea what this meant.

Soon the two arrived at their destination through the portal. Upon seeing what was before them, both Guilliman and Su Can gasped in shock.

What appeared before them was a dark cloud that seemed to be pressing down, but from their perspective, it was clear that it wasn't a dark cloud at all, but rather a dense swarm of insects.

Although both of them knew about this through documents, and Su Can had even experienced it in Space Marine 2, none of that was something he had witnessed firsthand. Now, even Su Can felt a chill run down his spine at the sight of it.

Although these insects posed no danger to him whatsoever, it was like an insect crawling on you in the summer.

Whether there is danger or not is one thing, but feeling uneasy is another.

This is how Su Can and Guilliman are reacting now, but Guilliman quickly looked at Su Can because he realized something.

"Forget about it. This broken door has absolutely no capacity. Don't count on it to move people; in fact, if they use it, it might even cause the planet to collapse faster."

After considering Guilliman's suggestion, Su Can directly refused. The portal's capacity was simply insufficient; if it were used on these people, there would be only one outcome: a group of nobles abandoning the entire planet and fleeing.

Anyway, Su Can will not allow it. He will not give these people a chance. They will all perish with this planet. There is no way out for them.

"Is this the Tyranid Swarm? The greatest threat to the Empire today."

At this moment, Loken and Akulduna also approached, both of them curious about Tyrion. Then, like Su Can and Guilliman, they were startled by the dense swarm of insects in the sky.

"The intelligence is accurate; this size is only a small part of the fleet. There's no need for a large force to come. This can be used as training."

At this moment, Titus also came out, looked at the scale of the insects in the sky, and then glanced at the Tyranid swarm fleet on the oracles, quickly making his judgment.

"They only have this one wave. If we kill them all, or destroy more than half of them, this Zerg hive fleet will be basically useless."

At this point, Titus quickly offered his assessment: the Zerg fleet's interstellar travel wasn't invincible. Leaving aside how they unscientifically accelerated to faster-than-light speeds, even with his efforts to minimize energy consumption, there were still costs involved in that state.

These Tyranid swarms, swallowed by the Great Rift and scattered into small fleets, have already expended a great deal of energy after escaping the warp, so they essentially need to rebuild. They are not the same as large waves of monsters, so despite their imposing presence, this is just one wave.

If they could conquer this planet, that would be one thing, but once they're trapped, it's basically a death sentence. Their remaining biomass is far from enough to support interstellar travel, unlike the Behemoth Tentacle Fleet that nearly devoured the entire five hundred worlds of Alteramar.

“In that case, we need to revise the battle plan. Guilliman, you are not allowed to go to the battlefield from now on.”

"what?"

Hearing this, Guilliman was stunned for a moment, then pointed to himself with an incredulous look on his face.

"The primary goal of the Tyranid swarm is to devour the Primarch's flesh and blood to obtain your genetic information, although I don't think it's very useful. But if..."

If they discover your presence, they might relocate their main forces to this planet. But this sector isn't Baal's; it doesn't have such strong defenses and an army..."

"OK then."

Before Su Can could finish speaking, Guilliman was already as dejected as a deflated balloon.

but.......

Boom boom boom! ! !

"When I'm planning tactics, could you... ugh, doesn't your head hurt?"

Just then, the knocking sound in the background attracted Su Can's attention. He turned his head and looked over, then sighed helplessly.

Because at this moment, the elegantly dressed planetary governor had almost kowtowed his head so hard it looked like a club, and guess what he saw.

A Primarch of the Empire, the Ultramarines are now the main force of the Space Marines. Therefore, statues of their Gene Fathers are scattered all over the galaxy, so naturally, this planetary governor recognized him at a glance.

Although he is the governor of the planet, if the other party is a Primarch, then he will need to perform the highest form of kowtow.

This is the true son of God, the most sacred bloodline of the emperor.

But compared to the unremarkable, black-haired, black-eyed young man less than two meters tall beside Guilliman, who could directly order him around, what kind of identity did he have?

Just like some jokes, he doesn't know who the other person is, but he recognizes that the driver is your Xunzong.

Of course, that's a bit of an exaggeration, because he was thinking of something.

"Could it be that what those Elven clowns said is true, and this person really is the emperor of an ancient human kingdom? Both he and the current emperor are ancient human beings, and they know each other?"

“Great Primarch, I…”

"Stop kowtowing, you can go down now. We will temporarily take control of this planet until the war ends."

Seeing that the planetary governor's forehead was covered in blood from kowtowing so hard, Su Can gestured for him to go outside to calm down and get himself bandaged up.

"Yes."

The latter also spoke very respectfully at this moment, and then turned and left without hesitation. However, judging from his figure, he walked crookedly and without any noble manners.

“Alright, let’s continue with the next steps. Deploy your forces as usual to deal with the Tyranid swarm. I can provide you with a Titan legion, including two Warlord Titans and several Lesser Titans. Don’t drag this out for too long. Then capture some mid- to high-level Tyranid creatures. I need to collect their physical data for experiments, and you can also gain some experience in fighting the Tyranids.”