Warhammer: Start with a dog.

Chapter 322: Jianqi I will never allow anyone to mess with me!

Later, in all new calendars after the year of Thessaguarza, also known as the "Calendar of Night", this day was marked as the "Day of Germination" in contrast to the "Day of Collapse" four hundred and seventy years ago.

Because after several centuries, this barren, gray, sandy, cursed planet of corpses and death, originally located on the edge of the Milky Way, will become the last and best supply port before the exploration fleet of the Eastern Galaxy sets out, a famous agricultural and garden world, and also the new recruitment world and home planet of the Eighth Legion because of its excellent strategic location and rich resources.

But it is more because of the seeds of miracle hope that were sown on the land of the planet and in the hearts of all people on this day.

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We praise you, Lord of the Night!
We praise you and your warriors for coming!

We praise your angels for bringing comfort to everyone!
Like a stream flowing through our dry hearts!

That day, the miracle day when all things sprouted;
It is the Son of God who descended here who caused the heavens to rain sweet rain;
He turns the quicksand into a fertile field;
He makes the stars of the golden coin of heaven to shine;

He makes the storm still and heals the sick;
He makes parents and babies laugh;

That day, he brought five stacks of bread and two jars of honey and fed all the hungry people.

Hooray for the starry sky above us!

Hooray! Starry Night!
Hail the Lord of the Night!

Praise you for coming for us!

——————Excerpt from "The New Hymn of the Guide and the Converser", Chapter 1, Section 1, The Ecclesiastic Astropathic Guild, Temple City, Thessaguarsa, Samaras and Nostramo Sector Commonly Used Astropathic Hymns
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"Where do you think this is produced?"

A new day on Macragge began with the bustling dock calls, the sun was shining, and the breeze was blowing on the blue sea of ​​Lakem Bay in the distance.

Andriana, the housekeeper who lived near the port area, got up early, tied her hair with a headscarf, then called two male servants, took a trailer carrying vegetables and set off to the market area to purchase new food for her employer's family.

The crowd of people who were watching the novelty in the market and the tempting green and other bright colors that appeared in the gaps between the crowd attracted her attention. With the help of the male servants, she squeezed through the crowd and got to the front.

"In the name of the throne and Guilliman! So many fresh vegetables and fruits! What vegetables are these? They look quite plump and tender. This one, which looks like a tomato, is so big and red?"

"They all come from a new colonial world in the East, dear madam. I'm afraid you haven't heard of it, but I guarantee they are fresh and delicious. This is a tomato, but it tastes better and is bigger, ma'am. We recommend using it to make salads or soups. If this is your first time buying, we will also give you corresponding recipes." The merchant standing behind his new stall answered enthusiastically. He spoke standard Low Gothic with a gentle and pleasant poetic ending, showing his level of education.

Andriana observed calmly. As expected, the man's face bore traces of battle, hard work, and weather. His multiple mechanical prostheses glowed faintly. His black hair was cut short and neatly, and a pair of external prosthetic eyes covered his eyes. Could he be a veteran of the Astra Militarum who was rewarded with a farm after retiring from combat? But he didn't seem to have the bloody smell of the battlefield. He looked more like a devout monk in the state church.

His skin was too fair, not the healthy light olive color common among the Macragge people, but his toga showed signs of years of wear, was starched and clean, and did appear to be made of Macragge local fabric and cut, which put her at ease a little.

Perhaps he was an agricultural product merchant from another world in Ultramar. After all, there were many wealthy worlds here, and the cultures were different. A merchant who dared to trade long distances might also serve as the captain of a ship. Although interstellar routes were safe, they were always full of dangers. It was normal for a person to be wounded and well-educated. Andriana thought about it, but the fragrant fruits and vegetables in front of her attracted a large part of her attention.

She flipped the vegetables and fruits on the stall with the particular pickiness and skill of a housekeeper from a middle-class family - this merchant was obviously here for the first time, his clothes were ordinary and he was not even rich, but he was very generous. Andriana remembered that there were originally three adjacent stalls in this area, and now it seemed that they were all bought by the same person. Also, from her perspective as a naval officer's housekeeper and the wife of an airport technician, it obviously took a lot of financial and resource support to keep these things so fresh and sell them on the ground in Macragge.

The housekeeper twisted her fingertips. The tomatoes were still cold, and a thin layer of water droplets condensed on the surface due to the temperature. This businessman or the business alliance behind him at least has a void freighter, a full set of licenses or more - but who cares, Andriana thought happily, anyway, they can sell vegetables and fruits on the commercial avenue in front of Hera Fortress, they must have been inspected, selected and assessed by the noble Astartes who have protected this place for thousands of years. It is very rare to encounter such high-quality vegetables. It would be a pity not to buy some. She can also buy some for her family and make some delicious food for the children.

"So! What are the prices of these lovely vegetables and fruits? If I buy more at one time, can I get a discount, dear..."

"You may call me Wu…Edris, ma'am."

"Oh! A rare but nice name. Then, Mr. Idris...if they are really as good as you say, I will sign a long-term purchase contract..."

"Of course... of course... we can provide a stable supply... and there will be new products all the time..."

After housekeeper Andriana left with a lot of fresh fruits and vegetables with satisfaction and came back with the purchase order after lunch, the crowd that gathered to see the new things began to take out their wallets one after another.

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(*You thought of sending a mechanical priest to sell agricultural products produced by the Night Lords at the gate of Hera Fortress.)
"Isn't this great? When I announced this, all your descendants had unprecedented fighting spirit in their eyes, didn't they? - In addition, we are indeed protected. You can't deny that the navigator reported seeing unprecedented blue birds clearing the way for ships carrying fruits and vegetables in the Soul Sea."

(*Humph! Only you dare to tease fate like this.)
"I think He is quite satisfied at the moment. It's OK as long as He is satisfied. I am also satisfied."

(*What kind of witchcraft did you cast on the black desert of Tesaguazha six months ago?)

"What do you mean by witchcraft? We are here to study science... the truth of the empire passed down from the throne! Are you going to deny the hard work of Valere and Dietrian?!"

(*Angry hiss, I really didn't expect to hear this annoying term again after ten thousand years! Don't you have a better alternative?! You and I both know that this has nothing to do with Him, and it is not the Imperial Truth at all!)
"But it's OK as long as the people on the ground can accept it," Ramizane slowly lay back on the comfortable sofa, "The state religion and the religious guild are not without merit. They are second to none in terms of efficiency and quality in promoting and strictly enforcing the rules among the people."

(*They are worshipping and sacrificing you and me as sons of God! Lies! I was not born for lies and more lies! This goes against my justice!)
"Where is the lie? You are indeed the Emperor's biological son, the only one in the universe, aren't you? Is this a lie? We brought them rain, land, health and wealth. How can any of this be a lie?"

(*But I am not God!)

"I feel like laughing. I'm going to record it."

The cat jumped up angrily. (*Don't interrupt! How on earth did you make the desert like this?!)

"Okay... If you are sure you want to listen to such a boring subject... then since you love learning so much, I will tell you..."

(End of this chapter)