Immortal, My Desperate Journey at 40k

Chapter 968 The Era That Should Have Existed
"Human beings are a community, and this is something we must accomplish."

On Holy Terra, Wang Ming looked at the imperial officers and transmigrators in front of him. He kept emphasizing to the officers the current situation of the empire and the importance of the Revival Expedition. The human empire has finally achieved a phased victory in the Revival Expedition. Now, there is no race in the entire galaxy that can threaten the human species. Nothing can threaten the rise and revival of humankind in this galaxy.

This is the human civilization of today, this is the human empire of today. Compared to the previous human empire, the current human empire is thriving and has been revitalized. It is no longer a corpse in the galaxy, but a behemoth in this galaxy, the inheritor of the human federation, the continuation of the human federation's spirit and matter. To put it more directly, the current hegemon of this galaxy has become the human empire. All aliens, all chaotic gods, all threats can no longer hinder the human empire. Humanity is experiencing an unstoppable revival.

"You should all understand what I mean, so I won't say more. If you need any fleet support or Imperial Army support, just report directly to me, bypassing the Military Affairs Department. The human civilization in this star sector is enormous, and we need..."

Wang Ming continued talking, but as he spoke more and more, something strange happened: he didn't notice that his surroundings were slowly turning dark. This second true god of humanity, this genetic prototype, was now strangely oblivious to the changes in his environment.

Even as the darkness threatened to engulf him, his body remained oblivious. He paid no heed to it, nor did he even see it. He continued to meticulously review documents, issue orders to the imperial officials and the military, and approve intelligence reports from across the galaxy. Through these reports, he deployed troops to the most suitable battlefields and addressed the problems arising in each new colony within the galaxy, such as water shortages or food shortages. These were all issues that needed to be resolved.

As Wang Ming continued processing the documents in front of him and issuing orders, he did not notice that the darkness was gradually engulfing his body and everything around him. Wang Ming was completely oblivious to the darkness, as if he could not see it at all.

"Sigh...it's happening again. I should have noticed it sooner."

Just as the darkness engulfed Wang Ming, and he was completely immersed in it, he suddenly stopped writing with his pen, which he was using to correct documents. He then raised his head and looked at the endless darkness before him. Wang Ming knew what it was, but he hadn't noticed it at first.

"As expected, I really need to pay more attention to getting some rest."

Wang Ming stared at the endless darkness before him, blinked, and the darkness vanished instantly. As the darkness disappeared, Wang Ming continued to review the documents, as if what had just happened was insignificant. The so-called darkness was not actually chaotic power, nor was it the influence of Wang Ming as a subspace god on him. The so-called darkness was actually just the Emperor reminding Wang Ming how long he had been working.

Now, Wang Ming is like an emperor sitting on a golden throne. He has been sitting in his office for 213 years without changing his mind. He is like a machine servant. He is a good genetic prototype and a good human god. He spends all day reviewing all kinds of documents and constantly understanding the current situation of the empire through those documents, and assigning tasks to the empire's troops, departments and the world.

During this process, Wang Ming finally learned what the management AI of the former Human Federation was doing. When all the affairs of an entire vast empire need to be handled by a few people, no matter how simple those affairs are, when the number of those affairs becomes overwhelming, even the most powerful processing capacity becomes ineffective in the face of such a large number.

Even if Wang Ming had been handling the affairs of the entire empire tirelessly for over two hundred years, he would still have endless matters to deal with. However, since he couldn't finish them all, Wang Ming wouldn't create unnecessary trouble for himself. After more than two hundred years, he had almost completed all the tasks he needed to do. Therefore, he decided to hand over all his responsibilities to Guilliman. After all, once Wang Ming began handling the affairs of the empire, Guilliman had far fewer things to deal with. This could be considered a small break for Guilliman. Now that Wang Ming had chosen to take a break for himself, Guilliman was pulled back to work by Wang Ming. This was actually something Wang Ming and Guilliman had planned beforehand. They had discussed the Emperor's state and his attitude towards humanity, as well as the attitude of gods towards humanity. To prevent Wang Ming, the second true god of humanity, from losing his humanity, although they felt there was no need to worry, they decided to take precautions and alleviate Wang Ming's humanity issues by covering for each other and giving each other some breaks. At least they wouldn't let Wang Ming become just a machine that only edited documents.

After Wang Ming finished handing over his duties to Guilliman, he boarded a voidship on the orbit of Holy Terra and headed into the galaxy. Wang Ming's so-called vacation was actually more like a return to his legion to continue commanding it than a normal vacation, even though there were no battles in the galaxy that required them to fight.

The human empire in the galaxy today is like the result of the glorious Great Crusade era. Now, there are no alien civilizations or any threats that can threaten human civilization in this galaxy. Humanity has truly become the overlord of the galaxy. No human world in this galaxy is struggling in the flames of war anymore. Even those remote human worlds on the edge of the galaxy, even those human worlds lost in the era of conflict, have now mostly been found and protected by the empire. These worlds have accepted the empire's protection and embraced the concept of human revival. For the sake of human revival, they have handed over their worlds and their production capacity to the empire. Every moment, countless people from those worlds embark on ships bound for the stars.

In the galaxy, countless fleets traverse countless worlds every moment. Under the protection of the human empire's fleet and the mighty imperial army, all worlds are connected. Human civilization is also incredibly powerful in this era. The former Federation fleet has completely replaced the previous imperial fleet. Those former imperial warships can only be stored in warehouses to gather dust, or modified into civilian ships, or turned into exhibition halls in the void orbit of some world to tell the history of the former empire, to tell the story of the despair and darkness of the galaxy, or into military museums to tell the history of those warships, or even some have been converted into military academies for void fleets.

After the decommissioning of those empires' void ships, all the ships operating in the constellations of human civilization are now warships of the Human Federation. The huge ring-shaped space station on Mars has now become the largest and most comprehensive shipyard of the Human Empire. Every moment, a large number of Federation ships restart and sail out of that huge dock. Those ships sailing out of the dock do not need any additional blessings, because as long as those ships sail out of this huge dock, they are considered to have received the blessings of the Protector Duke and the Divine Emperor.

After all, with Wang Ming deliberately buffing those fleets, the armor plates of those ships would indeed burst into a bright golden light the moment they appeared. Wang Ming did this purely to show off to the mechanical cultists, so that they wouldn't have to reduce production by tinkering with a few screws. Since the Empire's warships no longer needed to enter the subspace, and the Imperial warships had indeed received Wang Ming's blessing, there was no need for the mechanical cultists to continue serving them. They only needed to awaken the mechanical spirits of those ships and the equipment on them. Furthermore, as long as they could handle the subsequent maintenance work well, those ships would basically have no problems.

When Wang Ming's ship left the solar system, he also stopped by Mars to observe the massive orbital shipyard there. Thanks to the technological restoration efforts of the Human Federation, this massive shipyard was now virtually identical to the Martian shipyard recorded in the Federation's past. It had been restored to its appearance from ten thousand years ago. It could produce a thousand warships of various kinds every day, even with Wang Ming deliberately suppressing production capacity. After all, the Empire didn't actually need that many warships. This massive shipyard was currently responsible not only for warship manufacturing but also for building various civilian vessels for the Federation and for the renovation of the Empire's retired old warships.

Wang Ming looked at the enormous railroad shipyard, smiled, and then looked away.

The warship carrying Wang Ming departed from Holy Terra and traversed the entire solar system. Wang Ming watched as various void defense turrets, void early warning devices, and massive defensive void weapon platforms flew past the window. All of these were still operating. Wang Ming could also see numerous shuttles constantly moving between them. These things remained in the solar system, responsible for protecting it. Even though humanity no longer needed to worry, the same applied if the solar system were invaded. The Imperial soldiers continued their work diligently, maintaining these defensive systems and stationing themselves on them, ready to operate them at any time and fight to the death against any potential invaders.

After Wang Ming left the solar system, he went to the Morse Star Region. He hadn't been back for a long time. The industrial world cluster he had built had now completely transformed into a massive industrial base. Hundreds of industrial worlds, led by Morse, which were located very close to each other, had now been completely integrated into a complete industrial production base. Every day, all kinds of weapons, equipment, civilian goods, and military supplies were produced from this industrial world cluster. This massive industrial world cluster had become one of the core production industrial world clusters of the empire. On every one of the empire's millions of worlds, there were products from this industrial world cluster. All kinds of industrial products and weapons, from toilet paper used in people's daily lives to large naval cannons mounted on warships, were produced in these industrial world clusters.

When Wang Ming's ship arrived at this industrial world cluster, he witnessed just how prosperous it had become. As his warship approached, Wang Ming suddenly noticed that countless objects he had previously perceived as starlight were now moving rapidly. Upon closer inspection, he realized that these objects were not starlight at all. They were ships traveling between the star systems of the industrial worlds, densely packed together, constantly transporting industrial products from one world to another, or heading to other industrial worlds to deliver raw materials.