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Chapter 201: As long as the hoe is wielded well

Looking at the blue sun floating in the subspace behind him, Ron's eyes first said "I knew it, you are such a idiot" and then his expression became strange after noticing the color of the sun.

Blue sun?

Damn, that's not right. Shouldn't the Emperor's projection in the Warp be a cold golden sun? Why is it blue?
I understand, it's the two-headed bird's conspiracy - although it's unlikely. Because Ron can feel that there are many visions from the physical universe that are traveling at superluminal speeds in this subspace without physical rules according to the light of the cold sun.

After seeing the sun, Ron more or less realized which world he had arrived in.

Warhammer 40k.

A tabletop game released by GW in 1987, unlike the silent Cyberpunk 2077 tabletop game, Warhammer 40k has always had a stable audience. The Gothic, magical, and sci-fi space opera portrayal is loved by many players, but because of the cruel worldview, it is also considered the world that people least want to travel through.

The main reason is that according to the secular moral system of the players, every force in the 40k worldview is evil. Although there is no lack of glory and praise for humanity, it can only be said to be insignificant in the overall context. Including the so-called human empire, if compared with the spiritual ideology, it is more like the extremely xenophobic fascist empire of the Earth 2k era.

There is nothing that can be done about it. After all, if all the keywords such as Victorian Britain, the Roman Empire, the Inquisition, Nazi Germany, the Soviet Union, and the Interstellar Federation are combined together, it is not known whether the good side can be promoted, but the bad side is absolutely black.

Warmongering, disregard for human life, utter corruption, people living in poverty, and hopelessness... these are the most deeply rooted keywords of the human empire.

Among them, the blue sun in front of him is the Emperor - the oldest immortal and undead, who led mankind to fight endlessly in the starry sea, fighting many foreign enemies and even evil gods. In the end, for various reasons, he had to sit on the torture device to close his consciousness, because once he stood up, the septic tank connected to the other side of the torture device would produce methane explosion, and a large amount of feces would burst out from Terra, the holy land of mankind, that is, the earth, tearing the entire galaxy apart and producing demons continuously.

Thinking this way, Ron also understood why he was here. The main reason was probably because of the subspace.

Looking behind him, there was no limit to the boundless space without any material entity, which was completely woven by a large amount of mysterious energy tides. Ron could clearly feel that all entities in the material realm, whether they were humans or beasts, even a ship, a lighter, or a screw, had accurate projections in the subspace.

Those candle flames that keep lighting up and going out are actually the projections of human individuals in the subspace.

By interpreting these projections, Ron can quickly grasp the most essential laws of all things... Well, for Ron, it would be more accurate to call it 'melody'.

Perhaps these spiritual projections in the material realm cannot allow Ron to directly reach the second stage of full sainthood, but they are enough for Ron to stabilize the first stage of ascension to godhood while also making a sharp increase in the progress bar of the second stage!
Thinking of this, Ron also looked at the emperor behind him and said:

"I am not familiar enough with the energy forms of the Warp. If I rashly take over your position, a second Eye of Terror may form at the entrance of the Webway before you can stand up. So forget it."

After hearing Ron's answer, the Emperor was silent for a moment. When he spoke again, his voice was no longer full of temptation and appeal at the beginning, but he said in a cold and calm voice:

"You know me. A traveler from another world."

"They are not travelers. To be precise, they are from the department next door."

Ron said: "I just started the ascension ceremony, and I need a suitable world view to stabilize the current state..."

During the conversation, Ron used efficient sentences to explain his status, needs, his identity in the field department, his relationship with Ancient One, and his relationship with the group system.

After confirming the relationship between Ron and the group system, the Emperor's voice became much calmer.

"I see... I've always thought that the so-called group system was a conspiracy of Tzeentch, but now it seems that's not entirely true." Although he said this, the Emperor did not trust Ron.

"But how can I believe that what you say is true?"

"In fact, your subconscious has already told you whether this is true or not, because the energy from the World Tree is completely different from the energy of the evil god of the subspace."

Facing the Emperor's questioning, Ron was not nervous, but said: "Subconsciously, you have believed what I said, but you still cannot ignore the influence of Tzeentch... If this is the case, we have nothing to talk about, because Tzeentch always exists. And, if Tzeentch can appear directly in front of you, you should be happier than anyone else, right?"

As he spoke, Ron pointed to the ground below him.

Although the Warp has no physical scale or distance, each evil god has his own territory. This territory varies according to the form and characteristics of the evil god itself, and the Emperor's territory in the Warp also gives the Emperor almost infinite power.

In the material universe, the Emperor still has to worry about many things, to prevent the veil between the warp and reality from being destroyed, so as to avoid the whole world inevitably rushing towards destruction. But in the territory of the warp itself, if Tzeentch really reaches the Emperor's territory... it is a bit boastful to say that Tzeentch can be killed by one hand, but it is definitely not difficult to completely suppress Tzeentch and leave an indelible scar on his body.

Just like the dimensional demons in the base universe. If they leave their dimension, their power will rapidly weaken, and the Ancient One can easily throw their bodies to the boundary of the universe. But if they are within the dimension, then even the Ancient One will sweat profusely.

For these guys who have already ascended to godhood, home advantage is not just about booing on the football field, being familiar with the grass, and black whistles. Instead, it means breaking your limbs, putting a blindfold on you, gag you, and stuffing you with an unknown stick-like object at the highest setting before throwing you into the game.

Thinking about it this way, it's pretty cool that Gu Yi just felt sweaty when facing such a scene, instead of being slaughtered after a French salute.

After hearing what Ron said, the Emperor remained silent. He only said after a long while:
"I have to think about more things."

"You don't have to think so much about it." Ron said:
"In fact, you are well aware that the moment the Webway plan failed, the entire empire was already sliding uncontrollably towards destruction. If you and Magnus could have communicated more quickly, then everything might have been salvaged. But with Magnus' betrayal, and Malcador choosing to burn himself out in order to allow you to be on the battlefield... all the wars and resistance of the human empire today are only to slow down the arrival of destruction, nothing more."

There was still a brief silence, but the Emperor still said resolutely and firmly:

“Perhaps all clues are rushing towards irreversible destruction, but until the moment before the end, we humans will not stop resisting.”

"…Rather than saying that you won't stop resisting, it's better to say that the humans in this world won't stop resisting, right?"

"no difference."

The Emperor seemed calm.

In this regard, after staring at the Emperor's warp projection for a while, Ron also said: "Rather than where the human empire is going, let's talk about work."

"...How do you want to talk?"

"You are in a state now," Ron said, "you seem unable to communicate accurately with the people in the group." "My soul is being impacted... To be more precise, the impact has been getting worse and worse during this period."

After hearing what Ron said, the emperor shook his head and said:

"Since you know what happened during the Horus Heresy, you should also be clear about what I represent to humanity, and what humanity represents to me. When I first sat on the Golden Throne, the only things I had to worry about were the threats from the Warp and the corruption from the Chaos Daemons. During this process, I was still able to maintain my integrity. But slowly, humanity's beliefs began to impact me."

"The evil gods noticed my condition and further corrupted the human empire. In order to ensure my independence, I began to try to use the power of the group... well, the power of the world tree you mentioned to resist. The effect is gratifying."

As he spoke, a tall, blue-haired man with a face as sharp as a knife and an axe, heroic and tough. He was three meters tall, as burly as a giant, but shining with the brilliance of humanity, and rose from the cold blue sun.

He was not wearing armor, but an ancient Roman robe.

"The guy called the group leader, who called himself Ancient One, reached out to me for help. After confirming that there was no harm, I followed his knowledge and successfully separated my emotions from my rationality. My cold rationality resisted the impact from Chaos and the Empire, which also allowed me to reflect more carefully..."

After speaking, there was a pause, and a hint of helplessness appeared on the emperor's face.

"But unfortunately, along with the split of my soul, my connection with the World Tree has also become intermittent. But it's all worth it, because I can maintain my sanity more clearly and influence the physical universe to a certain extent."

"I see. I almost understand."

Ron nodded thoughtfully, and then said, "If that's the case, let's make a deal."

"...Transaction?" A look of surprise and curiosity appeared on the face of the Emperor, or rather the Emperor's emotional thinking.

"Does it require a price? That's right. In my imagination, the World Tree will not be a non-profit charity organization."

"No, it's just because we are not in the same department." Ron shook his head.

"It's not my job to help you. As a supervisor, I have to consider my subordinates. At least, in my case, selfless help is a benefit within the department, and it's not always selfless."

"This actually makes me feel relieved... Let's talk about how to trade."

If Ron agreed without asking for anything, the emperor would have some doubts. But like now, if he directly agreed on the price, the emperor would be more relieved.

"It's very simple. It's about the knowledge related to the ascension to the Gods, and leaving the group after the matter is over." Looking at the Emperor, Ron said with a smile:

"Then go to work in my department."

"..."

Hearing this, there was silence. The emperor couldn't help but touch his chin, and then he said hesitantly:
"What does it mean?"

"What can it mean? Literally."

After hearing the Emperor's words, Ron said indifferently: "The Ancient One just joined the World Tree earlier than me. Otherwise, with your ability, your first choice would definitely be the field department. Now the division of responsibilities between the internal affairs department and the field department has gradually become clear. It would be a waste of time for you to continue staying in the group system. It is better to join the field department."

Although that guy Gu Yi will definitely not let anyone go easily.

As he spoke, Ron opened the dimensional image of Helheim.

"This is my territory, called Helheim, an independent special dimension, and also the place where I ascend to the Godhood. Everyone here is my servant army, and they can accept some system tasks that I have no time to take care of."

"And you have an entire empire. If you join the field organization, the entire empire's power corps, whether it's the Astartes or the Astra Militarum, or the Primarchs you created, can all shine here. Well, the system coins you earn can also be exchanged for better quality supplies and props."

"Yes, let me introduce you to someone else."

As if remembering something, Ron clicked on Ciri's character card. It was similar to a business card, showing Ciri's strengths and special abilities.

"The blood of the ancients can open the door to the world at any time and anywhere, and teleport between different worlds."

"?!" Upon hearing this, the emperor's eyelids twitched.

Ron continued, "Even if there is no teleportation between worlds, as long as there is an accurate coordinate in a single universe, it is possible to achieve precise point-to-point jumping. Well, because its essence is to directly open a hole in the vacuum of the world, rather than opening a channel in the world. So the whole process will not be affected by the subspace."

"Okay, it's a deal."

After hearing what Ron said, the Emperor nodded and said, "I can prepare the relevant knowledge of the Ascension Ceremony now, but the first problem to be solved is the current situation of the empire."

The Emperor said: "Although it is a bit frustrating, the fanatical faith of the Empire today has become our arm in a sense. However, there is one thing I may have to inconvenience you a little."

"whats the matter?"

"In order to facilitate the governance of the empire, you may become the Regent of the Empire." The Emperor shrugged and said:

"Or maybe the Supreme King, the King of One Word, or something like that. You can pick a title you like."

"The King of Shit."

"turn down."

(End of this chapter)