[ Special Mission: Little Lion's Agricultural World Revitalization Technique completed! ]
[ Tax quota exceeded 400%, special reward completed! ]
[ Gameboard unlocked for host, forced enemy lock enabled. ]
[ Limited to one use per campaign. ]
[ You can force two neutral units to become hostile; they will become mortal enemies of each other. ]
[ Additional Reward: Hand of the Holy Number, When your chess piece defeats a demonic unit, there is a probability of directly capturing the other party's essence and soul. ]
[ This demon will serve you forever, you can even make a Great Unclean One shout "For Ultramar!" ]
"Damn!" Caleb looked at the system rewards, feeling that he was really going further and further down the path of not being human.
Let's talk about the forced duel first.
Forcing hatred between two neutral units, this thing is too overpowered.
If used well, it can even reverse the overall situation.
It could even affect the entire campaign.
And as for the one after that, that's even more outrageous.
Isn't this just the defeat CG from eroge roguelikes?
So, after the demon is defeated by him, not only is there a possibility of it being completely banished.
There is even a possibility of forcibly brainwashing it into being good, becoming one of his own!
The Emperor saving humanity is just for fun; true demons rely on players!
Looking at Lion, who was still busy processing corn cobs, Caleb didn't know why, but he suddenly wanted to laugh.
This place, which Khrushchev dreamed of, now treated corn as a nuisance.
It can only be said that from now on, this planet will never have to worry about food again.
With corn that can grow continuously, it's equivalent to having endless energy.
But obviously, many people have no concept of the power of exponential growth.
The fleet that hauled away the corn cobs clearly thought the same.
"Sir, our tax mission has been successfully completed!"
"According to a rough estimate by our scribe, the completion rate of this tax mission has probably exceeded 800%!"
"This planet has paid 400 years of taxes in one go, over a period of 50 years!"
"Maybe in the future, we can increase the tax quota for this planet!"
Listening to his subordinate's report, the high-ranking official from the Administratum in charge of this tax collection couldn't stop smiling.
When collecting from the previous agricultural world, they were still worried about the tax deficit.
Yet now, the deficit had been inexplicably filled; this one agricultural world had produced the total output of eight agricultural worlds.
And it is said that the total amount of food inside its hive city is still increasing endlessly.
Their planet has so much food that they are casually using it as fuel to burn.
"Very good!"
"Set sail, head to the next world!"
Just as the officer ordered the fleet to collectively head to Mandeville Point.
The tax official below reported another piece of news.
"By the way, sir, this Planetary Governor also seems to have given us a piece of advice!"
"Saying something like, this batch of corn should be processed immediately!"
"If it is not processed immediately and turned into starch cans, there might be unexpected disasters!"
Looking at one Ceramite cargo container after another returning fully loaded, the tax official in front of him felt that this behavior was superfluous.
Don't these corn cobs just expand? What could possibly be the problem?
"Oh, what a big deal!"
"Could it be that this corn can kill us?"
"Instead of worrying about this, we should care about the Navigator in our fleet!"
"Recently, he has started to become a bit unstable, multiple Warp jump errors, have caused no small losses to our tax fleet!"
The fleet commander in front of him ignored a piece of information that could have saved his life.
This huge transport fleet of theirs just sailed majestically into the Mandeville Point of the star system.
Mandeville Point is the minimum distance from the edge of a star system to enter the Warp in Warhammer 40k.
Once you are closer than this distance, then you will taste the same treatment as a Terminator teleportation.
As the fleet entered the Warp, they also entered an unknown realm.
However, at this moment, the experienced Navigator began to have problems of his own.
"Rumble..."
The fleet encountered a Warp storm.
Continuous loud noises, and unknown things were constantly tearing at the ship's hull.
The Geller field was also flickering at this time, and a small number of demons appeared on the warships.
"Quick, enemy attack!"
"Drive those things out, hurry!"
mortals held hard-to-obtain holy relics, driving away these evil spirits.
Some holy relics representing the Emperor were able to manifest miracles in such an environment.
Some of the artifacts even came from the Imperial Palace on Holy Terra, and these artifacts did indeed provide good protection for the fleet.
"Navigator, Navigator!"
"Can you hear me?"
"Where are we?"
"There are demons everywhere here!"
The Navigator sitting on the navigation throne was also sweating profusely.
The Navigators on the other ships all showed abnormalities to varying degrees.
Some even began to show irregular mutations on their bodies. After the next series of storms, a large number of Navigators even developed serious mental and auditory hallucinations.
As time passed, this symptom became more and more serious.
Chaotic and disordered space constantly appeared in their minds.
"Governor? No, that's not the Governor, that's the Emperor's daughter!"
"No, that's the Governor!"
"No, that's not the Governor!"
Everyone's thoughts became confused, and at this moment, they even developed very serious cognitive problems.
Illusions were constantly generated in their minds, and chaotic memories even invaded their minds.
This caused these Navigators who could see the Emperor's light to lose contact with Terra.
Like a submarine diving into the abyss, they could not distinguish the path ahead.
Everything that could serve as a reference disappeared, and what they faced was endless darkness.
However, the experienced Navigator would not give up just like that.
In this endless darkness and vortex, he found a glimmer of light.
Like moths in the night, they rushed towards that point of light.
"Thump, thump, thump..."
The fleet returned to the real universe, but at this time, most of the members of the entire fleet were almost wiped out.
People looked at everything around them in despair, but a greater crisis was still slowly spreading inside the ship.
"What's going on? Why did the corn fall out?"
When a crew member picked up the corn that had fallen to the ground, he thought it wasn't packed properly.
Then, right in front of him, the corn turned from one into two.
"Ahhhh!"
The crew member thought he was still in the Warp and hadn't woken up.
But then, the flood of corn that burst out of the cargo hold instantly submerged everyone.
"What's going on? Did the warehouse explode?"
The tormented survivors looked at the surging torrent of corn and revealed despair.
One second ago, this high wall of corn was still in front of them, and the next second, the corn cobs directly submerged them, slamming them onto the deck!
A large amount of corn even crushed their skulls, drowning them completely in the ocean of corn.
The small number of survivors were also squeezed to death by this terrifying torrent of corn.
However, this blood-colored corn would not disappear from the universe just like that.
Because these hundreds of ships would appear in the real world at the right time, just like seeds.
Hundreds of ships loaded with corn wandered in the gaps of the Warp.
Due to the unstable time flow of the Warp, this corn did not proliferate crazily in the Warp.
However, when they appeared in the real universe, a disaster regarding corn began to spread in the Imperium of Man.
If these corn cobs could not be controlled, the planet would turn into a gas giant full of biomass.
And if these corn cobs could be utilized well, then civilization would have endless biomass!
The corn would continue to reproduce in several unknown star systems.
Until one day, when some forces discovered these holy relics, a large-scale war broke out because of them.
"Hoo~" He took a deep breath.
Lion wiped his sweat, looking at the mountain of starch cans, and couldn't help but sigh softly.
He finally managed to solve the problem with most of the people.
He had finally processed all the corn into nutritional supplements and so on.
This planet lacked everything, but it did not lack food.
A massive amount of canned starch directly drove the local food prices lower than air.
In the bar within the Secret Forest, Lion listened to the report from his subordinate and fell into deep thought.
During this mission, he deeply realized the importance of operations.
Having good operations can truly leave one with no worries.
At the same time, he must never let the corn cobs in his hands split again.
"Lord Lion, I believe our mission is complete!"
"This planet has restored order, and you have even, secured centuries worth of tax revenue for it."
"I believe we should listen to the God-Emperor's call and proceed to the next mission!"
Lion nodded slightly but did not speak immediately.
However, during this time, he managed to swipe something incredible from his good child!
In the picture, his appearance dressed as a bunny woman had been exposed.
Once something like this spread, his reputation as Lion would be completely ruined!
"Say, Zabriel!"
"Can you explain where you all got these photos of me as a bunny woman?"
"Don't worry, I promise I won't beat you to death!"
"I just want to investigate who exactly took these photos of me!"
Lion squeezed hard, crushing the bunny woman photo in his hand to pieces.
He hoped that this dark history would remain hidden in the hearts of a select few forever and never be known by anyone else.
Once people found out that he had not only become a woman but had also cosplayed as a bunny woman, his brotherly life would be over!
Even if Guilliman found out about this, he would definitely laugh at him, and might even make fun of it for the rest of his life!
"Uh, this!"
Zabriel hesitated for a moment, his heart filled with conflict.
Because in his memory, this information came from the God-Emperor's grace; it was the God-Emperor who told them.
If he were to tell the truth, would that count as betraying the God-Emperor?
Looking at Lion's smiling yet gloomy expression, then touching the backup bunny woman photo in his pocket.
Zabriel finally made his choice.
[Zabriel: Sorry, Your Majesty God-Emperor~]
[Mother's orders are simply too hard to disobey!]
"Pfft!"
Hearing Zabriel's inner voice, to be honest, Caleb really couldn't hold it in.
Oh no, this group of Fallen Angels has turned into Brother Wah.
As expected, the skin he gave Lion had maxed out its charm.
Now Lord Lion is also a beautiful woman that everyone loves.
And he is the beautiful mother of a bunch of brats!
Previously, some bastard even wanted to marry Lion; I'm afraid he didn't even know that if he really succeeded, he would not only inherit the entire Dark Angels legion, but also the Imperium of Man's ultimate weapon: The Rock of Caliban.
In the current Imperium of Man, let alone a Planetary Governor or a Sector Governor.
Even the High Lords of Terra don't have this right, perhaps just as some Dark Angels said.
Only the God-Emperor has the qualifications to choose a partner for the current Mother Lion.
"Ahem!"
Although he didn't want to admit it, Caleb had to say that he had indeed been playing the role of the God-Emperor during this time.
The most damnable thing is that the Yellow-skinned Mouse also seems to have acknowledged it.
Just like that, this chess piece he had thrown out spilled everything like beans from a bamboo tube, telling Lion all about what happened before.
When Lion learned that it was his father who gave them the photos, his already shattered heart finally vaporized.
"You old geezer, you stinking idiot!" Lion roared at the sky, his string of insults sounding very harsh.
He didn't even care whether he was insulting his own father anymore!
"Why would you give such pictures to my children!"
"You bastard!"
"I never expected you to be this kind of father; I hate you!"
[God-Emperor: Oh my, I've been wronged, I didn't do anything!]
[Why is this daughter cursing me for no reason? What did that mysterious existence do?]
[Caleb: Looks like he's completely broken down.]
[It's fine, anyway, all the sins committed are blamed on the God-Emperor, what does that have to do with me!]
Caleb laughed; watching Lion bristling on the spot was just too entertaining.
However, this main mission could be considered complete, and next he had to resolve the side mission regarding the Orks.
[Successfully accepted the Ork side mission; the next situation is: Greenskins versus Greenskins!]
When the scene on the gameboard switched, Caleb's mind suddenly went blank for a moment.
Is it possible to finish one mission and immediately accept the next one along the way?
By the way, besides having to fight the Greenskins, the prophecy also seems to warn about being careful of a sneak attack by Khorne!
The difficulty of this battle is indeed quite high.
At this moment, two groups of Greenskins appeared on the gameboard, each with their own boss, clearly not from the same group.
[Challenger: Greenskin Warboss Bonecrusher!]
[He is the Greenskin chosen of the gods most likely to become Gork and Mork; before that, he had been fighting Khorne's demons for who knows how long!]
[However, the addition of Hulk and the God-Emperor has caused the situation to change!]
Seeing this, Caleb finally understood; originally, these Greenskins lost in the Warp should have been bashing each other with Khorne's demons.
However, due to the arrival of the God-Emperor, the God-Emperor eliminated too many Chaos demons, leading to a void in forces.
Khorne shrank his domain and fell into a slumber within a certain time and area.
Consequently, the Greenskins, who were supposed to be strengthened through constant fighting, were forced to find another enemy in the Warp—namely, Hulk, who is also currently lost in the Warp!
When the two Greenskins met, they were extremely jealous of each other.
The two sides immediately started shouting at each other in the Warp!
"What kind of shrimp comes here? State your name!"
"I am the chosen of the gods of Gork and Mork; what kind of stinking, rotting shrimp are you lot!"
Hulk bared his teeth and growled, his voice extremely loud, and to make him look even fiercer and stronger, these strange Greenskin boys even gave him a very ferocious hairstyle!
Anyone who didn't know would have thought Hulk found a barber from some rock band.
One can only say that Hulk's current hairstyle indeed has a strange metallic style.
"Oh?"
Bonecrusher was also very curious; he had never seen a Greenskin boy with hair before!
And this Greenskin in front of him seemed very big and very WAAAGH!
That physique and size were several times larger than his own!
"You are the chosen of the gods of Gork and Mork, then what am I!"
"I am the true chosen of the gods; you are nothing but a fart!"
They couldn't agree on anything.
The two sides had already started arguing just over the question of who was the chosen of the gods.
The roaring from both sides became increasingly harsh, and in the end, they were even arranging a fight in the Warp!
"Very good, this is very orkish!"
To be able to arrange a fight in the Warp, I'm afraid only this group of Greenskins could do it.
However, Caleb didn't know if he needed to deploy chess pieces to help.
He still had a batch of Greenskin chess pieces on hand; if necessary, he could indeed strengthen Hulk's power.
At this moment, the gameboard had turned into the interior of a ship full of patches.
The gameboard on both sides was very complex, they even had to constantly switch between the maps on both sides; it looked like this was a dual-map battle.
"Wow, this is interesting!"
"Two maps, but with different teleportation points, right?"
"It seems the strategic deployment this time needs to be carefully studied!"
Due to the previous divination, Caleb roughly knew that the detestable Khorne would try to steal his Hulk at a critical moment.
In order not to let the system throw him into a hive city to experience the execution threshold of Warhammer 40k.
This time, Caleb actually couldn't let Hulk fight too fiercely.
On one hand, if he fought too fiercely, it was very likely he would receive Khorne's blessing.
On the other hand, he was genuinely scared; he didn't want to be thrown into a hive city to mate with a genestealer!
Every time he recalled that image in his mind, Caleb couldn't help but shiver.
Although these prophecies could only serve as a reference, if that kind of thing were to happen, it would be truly terrifying!