The 40k World.
Countless battleships guarded Holy Terra in planetary orbit.
"You mean this is for me?"
Yang Tao looked at Guilliman, unable to hide his joy.
"This is your temporary command battleship. Once the Warp jump technology you provided matures in the future, the Imperium will spare no effort to build you a unique God-class Battleship."
Indomitable Wrath.
An Emperor-class Battleship 'borrowed' from the Navis Imperialis, its main armaments, besides traditional macro-cannons and lance weapons, also included 8 squadrons of attack aircraft, such as Fury Interceptors, Starhawk Bombers, or other fighters for striking enemies.
The cold touch made Yang Tao feel somewhat excited.
"Guilliman, a battleship truly isn't much to me, but I really like your attitude."
This was an Emperor-class Battleship.
Even the entire Imperium didn't have many such good things.
Guilliman looked at the satisfied smile on Yang Tao's face, and a slight smile also appeared on his usually stern face.
Compared to the Warp Gate and repairing the Webway, an Emperor-class Battleship was simply not worth mentioning.
"Machine Spirit…"
Yang Tao suddenly remembered this issue; needless to say, this Emperor-class Battleship must possess a Machine Spirit.
"Guilliman, take me to see this battleship's Navigator."
"No need, I will have him come over."
Guilliman's words made Yang Tao realize; he was now the owner of this battleship, and by rights, the battleship's Navigator was his subordinate.
Should he go to meet the other party?
It would truly demean his status.
He immediately adjusted his mindset and sat in the soft command chair. No matter how difficult the Imperium's situation, the corruption in the upper echelons could not be curbed, which was also a scene Slaanesh loved to see.
When the Emperor rises from the Golden Throne, some individuals' heads can basically say goodbye to their bodies.
Nobles, to this big guy, were not much different from the trash at the bottom of a hive.
Uh, some might be a bit more troublesome, as they still had some use.
Soon, an alien with three eyes came before him; this was the Imperial Battleship's Navigator.
Navigators specifically refer to these mutants with three eyes. They can ensure your dilapidated ship doesn't get lost while traveling through the Warp and reaches its destination quickly by observing anomalies in the Warp.
By rights, such aliens should have been finely minced by the Imperium long ago.
But in reality, their Navigator families are truly, literally, as rich as a nation.
Whether Navigators can be considered true Psykers has always been debated. Although they are clearly mutants with a strong connection to the Warp, most have never exhibited the psychic potential of typical Psykers, and thus do not face the risks of Warp influence that Psykers do.
All of this fostered their arrogant and conceited mentality.
"Greetings, Lord Guilliman!"
Yang Tao was ignored, but he showed no sign of anger, because the other party would soon become 'one of his own'.
Guilliman glanced at the Navigator, about to introduce Yang Tao to him, but Yang Tao raised a hand to interrupt.
"This is…"
"No need for such trouble."
Yang Tao rose from the comfortable chair and walked step by step to the Navigator, whose face bore an arrogant expression, and said with a slight smirk: "What your eyes can see is truly too little…"
As soon as his voice fell, the Navigator's face suddenly turned incredibly pale, and fear showed in all three of his eyes: "You… You are a Warp Daemon!!"
His third eye also saw Yang Tao in the Warp, as well as the increasingly vast domain and countless souls.
"Daemon? Isn't Chaos Gods better?"
With the soul positioning from the real world, Yang Tao easily found the Navigator's projection in the Warp.
He stretched out his hand and inserted it into his soul projection.
Faith power poured in.
Normal Person → Priest → Fanatic!
He released his hand.
"How do you feel now?"
In the command room, Yang Tao looked at the Fanatic Navigator, whose body had grown over a meter taller, and asked with concern: "Can you see more clearly this time?"
"God, I… I see the layers of the Warp, and even those filthy worlds… Such… such large giants!"
"Don't look around, look at the Astronomican!!"
Yang Tao slapped the Navigator's head and rebuked him angrily.
This Navigator was truly too stubborn, peeking into the Chaos domain was quite something; he probably hadn't been noticed by the Chaos Gods, otherwise his soul projection would have been captured by now.
If he could pull his soul projection across the endless Warp, then the Chaos Gods naturally could too.
The Navigator, who had been slapped, not only showed no anger but instead said with a look of shame: "God, I… I understand. The Astronomican has never been so clear; I can see it at any time… just like the sun in the sky. This is your great power."
"Uh, that's the Emperor's Astronomican, it has little to do with me."
He looked at Guilliman and said: "The next one to be modified is the Astropath."
Guilliman showed no resistance to Yang Tao's 'corruption' behavior, nodding slightly as he looked at the 'trembling' Astropath in the command room.
Astropaths are certified Psykers assigned to Astra Militarum units after graduating from Psychic Academies. They are assigned to their respective regiments to assist fellow soldiers with their psychic precognitive abilities.
Navigators are like Google Maps, and Astropaths are like mobile phones and radar combined.
The Astropaths' empty, pupil-less eyes and incessant mumbling always make their mortal companions feel very uncomfortable.
However, no one can deny that their ability to project their thoughts or influence the thoughts of others can make them a powerful weapon on the battlefield.
He did the same thing.
However, unlike the Navigator, this Astropath's body did not change at all, remaining 'slender' and 'frail'.
But the Warp.
"Holy crap, little sun!!"
The Fanatic Astropath's soul projection glowed like a super searchlight, making it impossible to open one's eyes.
Without a word, Yang Tao used faith power to hide her soul projection, lest she be targeted.
No wonder the stronger the Psychic, the more dangerous their existence in the Warp; with this Astropath's current situation, she might as well be shouting for those Daemons to come find her.
After enhancing the battleship's communication and Warp travel capabilities, naturally, the battleship itself needed to be improved. Yang Tao turned to Guilliman and asked: "Where is the closest, no longer useful star to the Imperium? I need to draw some energy from it."
"Also, can you contact the Emperor and ask him if he can instruct the Inquisition to send over some torpedoes? I'm a timid person and feel uneasy without powerful weapons."