Travel to Warhammer 40K with Gray Wind

Describe the master in one sentence: the flying Eurasian continent.

If you dig out the entire area of ​​Asia and Europe and throw it into the sky, you will be the master.

With the production support of giant shipyards and nanorobots, it will take about 10-15 years for the "Junlin Taixu"-class master to go from skeleton to fully online, depending on the type of modules installed on it and the degree of logistics automation. With Gray Wind's help, this number could probably be shortened to 5 years, but Russell couldn't wait 5 years.

After five years of life and death, who knows where the boulder will drift.

"I can't accurately estimate the time I will come back from this trip. I need to make arrangements for some important things:

First of all, Koroniai is required to set up a psychic LAN in the Flare Galaxy, and a vacuum detection station is required to monitor it at any time, in case the Necrons, the owners of the pyramid group, suddenly come back and see that their home is gone...

Then there is the webway exit code-named 'White Ghost' near the Aurora galaxy. Although the branch of the webway has theoretically collapsed, Gray Wind discovered traces of the Dark Eldar near Aurora when integrating the southern star belt. Aurora's webway may not have completely collapsed, and a fleet needs to be stationed there for warning..."

"The arms sales list with the Human Empire also needs to be revised. This can be left to Anti-Entropy."

There were a lot of miscellaneous chores, and it took Russell a long time to arrange them. Frankly speaking, he had never been so deeply aware of the importance of artificial intelligence as he is now.

Thanks to Gray Wind and Counter-Entropy, otherwise I would be the next Wangorich.

After finishing all these matters, Russell boarded the Gray Goo mothership with weary steps and came to the critical base galaxy where the quantum slingshot was located.

"The quantum slingshot begins to store energy and is preparing for interstellar ejection."

"The navigation beacon left by the 2nd Expeditionary Fleet can greatly reduce the error distance between us and the target location. The target point of this ejection is: Ekshalia Sector-Klenna Sector-Emperor Star."

Russell sat in the core cabin of the gray goo mothership for the first time in a long time, listening to Gray Wind's stylized prompts, feeling calm in his heart.

The Ekshalea Sector is a chaotic star sector adjacent to the Eye of Terror.

Due to a subspace storm 200 years ago, approximately 2/3 of the galaxies in this sector were swallowed by the expanding Eye of Terror, with only the outer Kerenna sector surviving.

Using the word "survived" may be a bit wrong, because these worlds that survived the warp storm ultimately experienced not salvation, but deeper suffering.

The volume and population of the Kelenna sector are less than 1/3 of the original sector, but it has to fully bear the heavy tithes that originally belonged to the entire Ekshalia sector, without even the slightest reduction or exemption. It has even gotten worse over the years.

Standing on the top of the hive and looking around, in the dirty bottom hive, under the sweltering mines, in the poisonous sewers...everywhere you look is groaning people.

They are paying taxes with their lives for the dead.

"Doesn't the empire not treat people as human beings at all? Isn't it possible that some people can't bear the heavy burden and choose to rebel?" Gray Wind was shocked.

Even though he had witnessed the anthropomorphic rule of ancient hive cities such as Nifl and Aisalin before, Gray Wind was still shocked by the cruel current situation in the Kerenna sector:

"Marshal, I, I can't understand at all... How on earth can such a cruel rule continue to stand for thousands of years? Even with brutal armed suppression, such an anti-human regime should not be able to last long... Anyone with such a No self-aware intelligent creature can bear such oppression!"

Are the humans in this universe not intelligent creatures, but imbecile animals that cannot resist?

"You are right to say that." Russell touched Gray Feng's shocked little head and agreed with her idea, and then explained: "The rule of the human empire is indeed cruel, and the ruling class does not regard the civilians as their own kind at all. , just raising livestock in a pen called the hive."

"But what is the saying? Existence is reasonable. Although the semantics is a bit biased, it is suitable to be used here."

Russell sighed and stared at the quantum slingshot that gradually glowed with white light:

"A corrupt regime like the Human Empire has been able to stand firm in the galaxy for ten thousand years. This is not because of how advanced or stable its system is, but because in this hot and dark universe, human civilization wants to If this continues, there will be no choice but to believe in the Emperor and be loyal to the Empire."

The Empire is never a good option, it sucks, but humanity has no other option.

"Marshal, will you give the suffering people in the galaxy a new option?" Gray Wind asked quietly.

Russell smiled: "I will, but the scope will be narrowed to the Far East."

A star flicker will be kind to his people and only kind to his people.

As a ray of blue-white light cut through the deep space, an elegant and beautiful silver arc appeared on the periphery of a dark asteroid belt, and a dim red dwarf star was tired and silent in the center of the galaxy.

"With good luck, the ejection didn't miss very far this time. We landed in the northwest corner of the Kelenna sector, less than 6 light-years away from the star."

Gray Feng's face turned red. He didn't know whether he was excited or because he was pinched by Russell: "Do you want to jump directly there?"

As soon as the happy words came out of her mouth, Gray Feng became serious, because she saw that the smile on Russell's face was slowly fading away, and his expression became serious.

"Marshal?" Hui Feng tilted his head, a little confused.

Russell shook his head slightly and stretched out his hand to scatter the thread of fate in front of him that only he could see.

"I thought Professor Magnus's Eldar writing and numerology would be useless, but I didn't expect that it came in handy right after I left home."

Russell's eyes were slightly focused, as if they were empty and dark from the abyss: "There is something abnormal in the sea of ​​souls here... I can't see what happened specifically, but there are threads of chaos that represent the will of the evil god, and threads of chaos that represent the will of the evil god. The golden fire of the Emperor's faith. These two extremely repulsive forces are entangled together. They do not annihilate each other, but are constantly being swallowed up by another invisible thing."

Gray Feng was a little confused when he heard this: "I don't understand psychic divination and destiny observation. Can you directly tell me what this phenomenon means?"

Russell's eyes were distracted and he said casually: "It means that the Imperial Army and the Chaos Demonic Army are huddled in the same place and are getting along well. In other words, they are working together to fight against some common enemy."

"Huh?" A question mark slowly appeared on Hui Feng's head.

"How can you be so cute?" Russell sighed, put his arms around Gray Feng's shoulders, and squeezed her hard.

"Many different threads of fate are entangled with each other and tied in a knot in a galaxy about 3 light years northwest of us. Let's go there first to see the situation."

Russell Rua finished his instructions: "Remember to turn on the psychic invisibility field, and there is no need to save psychic dust. I have a hunch that we can gain a lot from this thing in the future."

"Okay~" Gray Feng agreed happily.

As the psychic dust in the combustion chamber ignited a beautiful flame, an illusory curtain spread, completely covering the elegant gray goo mothership like a silver arc, and the surrounding space twisted and bent in silence. Fold, reach the limit.

"Start the jump."