Warhammer: Rise of the Star Gods

Chapter 408: Strong Empathy

The world has been peaceful for two thousand years. No large-scale battles have broken out among the four empires, and the daily frictions among some border troops are controlled within the limit of a total number of tens of thousands.

The newly born China had an opportunity to develop rapidly, and with the improvement of spiritual level, productivity successfully underwent multiple iterations.

Racial differences still exist, but they are not the reference standard for dividing forces.

As the saying goes, whether you are related or not depends on your class.

There is a conflict between the conservatives who did not join evolution and the faction that joined the glorious evolution.

Within the evolutionary faction, mechanical ascension, mental digitization, psychic ascension, genetic modification, the fusion faction and the self-sacrifice faction that embraces energy life compete with each other.

The two major factions are further divided into conservatives who are linked by race and reformists who are linked by their ambitions and goals.

On the surface, the various factions maintain peace and cooperation. Of course, they do cooperate, and on a wide scale, but secret struggles are inevitable.

The reason why they maintain a state of fighting but not breaking up is that the interests involved are too great. No one will feel good after a falling out, and the damage to the national strength is just a trivial problem.

Once their struggle crosses the line, the ruling body of the Celestial Empire, the real core of power, and possibly the most powerful violent organization at this stage, the Central Heavenly Court, will directly intervene.

Sitting on the throne, the Dragon Emperor seemed to be just a symbol of maintaining the stability of the Celestial Empire and didn't devote much thought to politics. What Zhang Lingyou wanted was simple: taxes! Taxes! Damn taxes!

With population and taxation of various resources as the center and compliance with laws and their enforcement as the radius, the Chinese Empire has drawn its bottom line.

Of course, Zhang Lingyou advocates freedom. Everyone has the freedom to resist, but it is unknown whether they will die randomly.

In short, the law can be trampled upon, taxes can be waived, and when the entire clan is stripped of their human status and taken to the Star God space to be used as experimental subjects, just don't bark.

The existing heads of noble families have been invited to watch the experiments of the Star God more than once, and the proportion of those who died of fright during the viewing process is often more than 10%, and the number of those who went crazy needs to be counted separately.

With power and authority in hand, Zhang Lingyou was not worried that the nobles would rebel. On the contrary, rebellion was the better, and the more experimental subjects the better, so that he would not have to make up excuses on the spot.

Therefore, ordinary people live a good life. Even if they do nothing, they can still get the minimum living allowance issued by the Celestial Empire every month and live in a randomly assigned free single room. By saving the minimum living allowance for a few months, they can also afford to travel across star regions.

The nobles, on the other hand, were always immersed in fear. They dared to discuss ways to earn resources and design traps for their opponents, but no one dared to communicate with their own people even a little bit about the governance of the Celestial Empire.

Not to mention making jokes or making indirect accusations, even if you do anything other than reading and accepting the issued decrees, you will be invited to have tea by the Tingwang Division and will never be able to come back.

The quality of the people in the Celestial Empire is very high. There is no stupid member of each race who has survived to the present day. It is not because the dragon sons have done much for socialization, but that Grey Wind is very efficient. Those without quality have no chance to spread their ideas and leave offspring.

Facts have proved that breeding does not require complicated means. If you are determined and work hard for more than a dozen generations, you can harvest enough good varieties.

Terra Arctic Hypostasis

Sigma Team started their daily meeting on time to report on their progress.

“The territory occupied by intelligent machines is still expanding. There are many employed people in our tribe, and the employment rate is even rising, but this is not optimistic.

There are limits to galactic migration, and the proportion of people converting into dimensional life is not high.

If no measures are taken, the employment rate of mankind will fall irreversibly in two thousand years.

Society will not be in turmoil, but... I can’t say how many people will survive.”

"That's never a problem, Damon. You know, overpopulation can be dealt with through war."

At this point, Suleika laughed at herself and said, "Our emperor consumed a lot, so there is no need to worry about population expansion."

Al was stunned. He had been trying his best to avoid revealing his scars, but he didn't expect that Suleka and the others didn't seem to be shy about it.

"The core problem is that we have always been on the periphery. I can do things like collecting taxes with wetware.

We have no information about the progress of Changyuan, and we don’t even know where the construction site is.”

As Hedul spoke, he clicked on the map of the Milky Way and more than 200 neighboring galaxies. The information marked on it was updated ten times per second, which was a military-grade standard.

He was not afraid that Zhang Lingyou would find out about this, because there was no way to avoid it. Covering it up would cost him a lot of time and effort, but in the end he would be no different from a clown. It would be better to say it openly, which would save him some trouble.

"The universe is huge, and there are more galaxies outside the Abyss. We haven't yet explored all of the Endless Heavens. The range of activities of the Star Gods is incomparable to ours, so it's normal that we can't find them.

but…"

Hedu paused, shrunk the star map, drew a circle around the outside, and continued:

Since we can't find the construction site, there are only two possibilities.

First, the scale of Changyuan’s construction may be beyond our imagination and we cannot understand its scale.

For example, if a giant structure is cast in the subspace, it is normal that we cannot explore it.

Second, Changyuan is not in this latitude, but in a parallel dimension. No matter how hard you try, it will be useless. "

"You overlooked the third fact. The areas surrounding the Milky Way have been abandoned. These places are too polluted to be trusted."

Sigma stopped talking here and did not continue. After all, the fate of becoming a discarded pawn can be understood but cannot be expressed in words.

"The amount of taxes paid by living intelligent creatures every year exceeds 400 billion, and this is the task assigned to us, not including those provided by other races and the Soul Sea.

The other three empires have no intention of intervening in such a big incident. I don’t believe they know nothing about it.”

"What can you do if you know? Can you beat him? Are you so focused on getting on?"

Everyone was silent. Zhang Lingyou was playing with slavery in the interstellar age. Was it really true that no one could see the essence of this?

There are so many geniuses and smart people.

Zhang Cheng has failed more than once in his life due to his lack of experience and his refusal to accept the help of the main body's logic engine, and has not been able to play against those old guys who are proficient in intrigue.

During one of the competitions, Lakeside University held an attempt to put the so-called genius on a par with the geniuses who were promoted at Mars University, and they actually succeeded in creating hype.

and then?

If he lost a game of chess, he would kill the opponent's entire family.

Not only were the three clans of the troublemakers exterminated, but the media outlets that took money and the brainless netizens who supported them were also sent away.

To confront such a dictatorial guy is like hitting a rock with an egg.

His long lifespan means that He has plenty of time to implement his plans. His strength is so despairing that resistance is futile. At his higher level of life, He can see further.

Finished

Millions of years later, the Silent King finally met another person who could empathize with him.