From Titan Corporation to the Empire of Man

Chapter 694 "Good morning, driver. What is our destination today?"

"No more fear of gunshots in the dark."

The particles of light landed on the empty sleeve of a veteran, and the pure psychic energy from the Emperor immediately wove a new outline for the arm.

"There is no need to calculate the numbers on the ration card anymore."

Golden dust seeped onto the young mother's shoulders, and her withered body began to radiate new life.

"There is no need to kneel and worship a false savior anymore."

As these words were spoken, the holographic UED promotional image at the edge of the square suddenly cracked and shattered into fragments.

The emperor's voice rose higher and higher, finally becoming a thunderous roar that shook the heavens and earth: "The Human Empire will break your shackles! It will rebuild your homes! It will light up the starry sky for you!"

As the declaration was made, the crystal pillar burst forth with a light as intense as the core of the sun.

The pure flower fully bloomed, and the gold dust that spewed from between the petals condensed into a huge dragon emblem thousands of meters in the air.

The emblem slowly rotated, and countless images emerged in the rain of light it cast—

Waves of ripe wheat ripple across the former trenches;

Children touch a holographic star map in a rebuilt school;
The Astartes knelt on one knee and offered hot soup to the elderly man with white hair.

The most breathtaking scene was a projection at a spaceport, showing thousands of humans boarding a silver-white immigrant ship, with rotating emerald-colored colony planets visible through the portholes.

"This is not a favor."

The emperor's tone suddenly turned sharp, and the energy patterns on his black and gold armor suddenly brightened, "It is the authority that the human bloodline should possess."

The moment he clenched his fist, all the projections converged into a pillar of light reaching the heavens. "From this day forward, your names will be written into the annals of the empire, and your descendants will roam among the stars."

A massive spatial rift suddenly opened at the top of the pillar of light, and the sight on the other side made everyone hold their breath.

That was Earth in the main universe, where steel forests of cities soared into the sky, and various hovercraft darted among them like hummingbirds, while particles of light from pure flowers surrounded the azure planet.

"Choose."

The emperor's voice suddenly softened, like a father's whisper in his ear, "Will you remain in the ruins to mourn the past, or will you take my outstretched hand?"

Suddenly, the younger sister broke free from her brother's embrace and stumbled forward, raising her little hands high in an attempt to touch the particles of light.

This gesture was like a key to breaking the spell; the crowd knelt down like an avalanche, countless arms reached out to the platform, and choked "We do" chants gathered in waves across the square.

The golden goddess beside the giant finally moved.

She slammed the Spear of Victory to the ground, and the shockwave from its tip swept across the entire planet. All communication devices automatically activated, and the burning imperial dragon pattern appeared on every screen.

"Then," the giant's figure began to blur, but his voice grew clearer, "witness your rebirth, witness the eventual prosperity of humanity."

The radiance of the pure flower reached its zenith at that moment. The last thing the boy saw was the giant's meaningful smile as he dissipated into countless golden particles.

It was as if a father who had waited for a long time had finally seen his child return to his hometown.

Some time later, I don't know.
Sunlight, like molten gold, streams into the room through the smart dimming glass of the floor-to-ceiling windows.

Those precisely calculated diamond-shaped light spots fall on the surface of the frosted glass wardrobe, creating a light and shadow art reminiscent of a stained-glass window in a church.

The entire bedroom was clean and tidy, and every corner of the bed sheet was aligned.

The pillows were placed at perfect angles, but the unkempt indentations still bore the shallow marks and loose hair left by the head during the night's sleep. This seemed to highlight that the homeowner, while seemingly reliable, also had a careless streak.

The dressing table features a streamlined design and is covered with a special matte coating.

On the counter, various women's products are neatly arranged according to their frequency of use.

On the left are basic skincare products, in the middle are cosmetics, but on the right, the homeowner has placed several explosive bullets, and next to a rose gold lipstick, a plasma pistol that has been disassembled halfway lies quietly.

Swish~——

The sound of the automatic door sliding open broke the morning's tranquility, accompanied by an almost inaudible hiss.

Step, step.

Footsteps, still damp from a shower, leave fleeting marks on the solid wood floor.

A silver-haired woman, wrapped in a pure white bath towel, walked into the room. Water droplets dripping from her hair spread out as small dots on the dark oak floor.

Her gait was crisp and efficient, yet retained a certain playfulness. The hem of her bath towel swayed gently with each step, occasionally revealing her well-defined leg muscles.

The dressing table's smart sensor system immediately activated.

A ring of airflow emanated from the edge of the glasses, gently lifting her long silver hair.

Those waterfall-like strands of hair danced in the airflow, each strand shimmering with a pearly luster. The process of precisely stripping water droplets formed tiny rainbows in the morning light, which quickly dissipated into the air.

When the last strand of hair was completely dry, she reached out and took off the headband hanging by the mirror. This simple action caused the top edge of the bath towel to slip down slightly, revealing the faint dark gold pattern on her collarbone.

As she picked up the skincare product with the Atlas "Λ" logo, her fingertips gently caressed the frosted bottle.

The mirror immediately adjusted its reflective angle, fully reflecting her face.

His face appears to be that of a young man in his early twenties, yet he possesses a deep gaze that seems to have been etched with centuries of experience.

The slight upturn at the corners of her eyes exudes an innate air of authority, while the subtle curve at the corners of her lips reveals a youthful mindset.

As she began applying lotion, a holographic image suddenly appeared on the mirror, displaying a real-time status report of the "Legio I Adiutrix".

Now we can clearly see her full appearance.
Leiroya Sivarine Vitellius is a descendant of a human, vampire, and werewolf hybrid, and the supreme commander of the Glory Legion.

Her extraordinary features were now clearly revealed: her irises displayed a strange two-tone gradient in the sunlight, with the outer layer being the amber color unique to werewolves and the inner ring being the scarlet color characteristic of vampires.

When slender fingers touch skincare products, their nails unconsciously elongate and then retract slightly, revealing an inhuman stratum corneum structure.

After finishing her makeup, she stood up and the towel loosened slightly, revealing a large area of ​​psionic emblems on her back.

On the left is the Glorious Legion's blood-dripping longsword and fang emblem, the golden lines gleaming in the morning light; on the right is the Vitellius family's ancient crest, with a howling wolf's head faintly visible within the intricate pattern.

The two markings converged perfectly on her spine, forming a complete imperial dragon pattern, a mark of honor bestowed by the Emperor himself, symbolizing the supreme status of a commander of the direct forces.

Every detail of the coat of arms shimmered in the sunlight, as if it had been infused with life.

The room temperature suddenly shifted subtly, and the intelligent system automatically adjusted it to her preferred 22°C. Her figure, moving towards the wardrobe, cast a long, slender shadow in the morning light; the faint outline of her muscles beneath the towel spoke of the terrifying power contained within this seemingly delicate body.

After putting the bath towel back on the smart dryer in the bathroom, Lei Ruoya casually picked out a set of light clothes.

Denim shorts and a white short-sleeved shirt create a simple and neat combination, which showcases a completely different kind of beauty on her slender figure.

The shorts accentuated her straight and toned legs, while the white short-sleeved top added a touch of lightness to her curves and highlighted her perfect bone structure.

Compared to the solemnity and dignity of her military uniform, this outfit makes her look younger and more casual, as if she could still live like an ordinary woman even after shedding her identity as the supreme commander of the Glory Legion.

She casually tied her silver hair up and secured it at the back of her head with a delicate hairband, letting a few stray strands fall naturally over her forehead, adding a touch of lazy and gentle charm.

Then, she took out a cowboy hat and gently placed it on her head for sun protection, which also partially concealed her very distinctive eyes.

She left the bedroom and went into the living room.

The apartment's spatial layout is fully revealed at this moment.

This is a spacious apartment located in the heart of the city. The room is so spacious that it is comfortable to be around. The simple yet luxurious furnishings make every corner exude the owner's taste.

Especially the three surrounding floor-to-ceiling windows, which are more like a viewing platform, take in the magnificent view of the city.

The view outside the window was incredibly stunning.

Towering skyscrapers stand like a steel forest, their glass curtain walls reflecting the morning light, like crystal barriers erected in the sky.

Thousands of hovercraft shuttle back and forth along well-planned aerial routes, their trajectories smooth and orderly.

Every now and then, several black-and-white hovercraft bearing the words "NAPD/New Accra Police Department" would fly by, their fuselages flashing cold blue warning lights, patrolling between the buildings with a solemn and imposing presence.

The orderly flight formations complement the vertical lines of the buildings, creating a futuristic cityscape.

Looking down, the lower levels of the city are not entirely dark.

The streets are wide, and traffic still exists on the ground, but it is far less abundant than that of the air routes.

Pedestrians, shops, and illuminated advertisements intertwine to create layers of vibrant life, giving this megacity a tireless rhythm.

This is New Akra, one of the heartlands of the human empire in the main universe, and a symbolic city that the Emperor has focused on building.

Countless goods traded across the universe transit here, countless talents gather here, and the empire's advancement and prosperity are condensed to the extreme here.

Lei Ruoya has lived here for many years and has become accustomed to this urban landscape that is full of order and immense power.

Today is the last day of her recent vacation.

Starting tomorrow, she will return to the Glory Legion to continue her complex and demanding military duties.

Therefore, on this day, she planned to continue to stroll around the city as an ordinary citizen.

Even just having a cup of coffee or browsing the shops on the street can give her a moment of relaxation before she can fully immerse herself in commanding again.

After putting on a pair of sturdy cowboy boots, she turned and walked towards the entrance.

The steady sound of her boots hitting the ground carried a unique military feel. After confirming that she had her personal terminal, she pushed open the door and headed towards the elevator.

The elevator goes directly to the middle-level parking lot.

The space here is extremely spacious, with a multi-layered suspended platform and three-dimensional support structure, enough to accommodate thousands of private hovercraft.

A unique atmosphere filled the air, and soft white light tubes were evenly distributed on the ceiling, illuminating the entire area without a trace of shadow.

Lei Ruoya quickly stopped in front of a red-painted hovercar.

This is a high-end model produced by Atlas Industries. The overall design is extremely streamlined and dynamic. The energy intakes on both sides of the front wing emit a faint blue glow after startup, highlighting its powerful engine core.

Compared to conventional hovercraft, this "sports car" clearly emphasizes speed and individuality, making it easily recognizable even in a parking lot full of luxury cars.

She lightly touched the fingerprint recognition area and went through biometric verification, and the scissor doors slid open.

With a slight hiss of air pressure being released, Lei Ruoya leaned in, her clothes gently rubbing against the seat, before settling down steadily.

The vehicle system activates automatically.

Projected onto the holographic instrument panel is an interface with anthropomorphic expressions; this is the dumb AI equipped in this sports car.

Its sound is mechanical and slightly dull, yet it has a strangely endearing quality.

"Good morning, driver. What is our destination today?"

Lei Ruoya smiled slightly and tapped her fingertip lightly on the projection panel. "Head to the downtown commercial street."

"Understood. The route is being planned. The estimated travel time is 27 minutes."

The AI's tone remained flat, and as soon as it finished speaking, the engine core beneath the vehicle completely "awakened."

A deep, powerful roar echoed inside the cabin, like some beast lurking in steel being awakened. The vehicle slowly levitated off the ground, and the gravity stabilization system began to dock with the external magnetic track system.

The red sports car adjusted its angle with a light touch, like a falcon about to take flight.

As the slight vibrations from the exterior gradually dissipated, it nimbly drove away from the parking space and headed towards the parking lot exit.

The moment I drove out of the garage, the vast cityscape unfolded before me without any obstruction. Sunlight filtered through the city's high-altitude layers, reflecting off the glass curtain walls of countless skyscrapers and refracting a dazzling brilliance.

Those towering buildings are made of crystal and steel, and are both austere and magnificent.

The red sports car smoothly merged into the designated airway, its stabilization system allowing it to maintain perfect balance amidst complex air traffic.

Outside the cabin window, giant holographic billboards flashed by, their vibrant colors leaving fleeting reflections on the car's gleaming surface.

Between the skyscrapers, light and shadow constantly intertwine, as if the whole world is switching scenes before your eyes at an extremely fast pace.

In the lower, more elevated passageways, colorful hovercraft form flowing ribbons of light that blend seamlessly with the city's overall lines, like veins embedded in a steel jungle.

Lei Ruoya leaned back in her seat, her long silver hair swaying gently in the soft airflow from the car's air conditioning.

She gazed at the gradually unfolding cityscape ahead, a hint of relaxation in her eyes. Of course, Lei Ruoya's mindset remained "young," enjoying various desserts and playing all kinds of games. If it weren't for the Emperor's trust, she would never have served as the commander of the Glory Legion.

For the commander of the Glory Legion, the hustle and bustle of the battlefield and the weight of decision-making are the norm, but at this moment, standing in this magnificent and orderly city, she can finally put down the heavy burden on her shoulders for a while.

She is now both a general of the Empire and one of the ordinary people in New Accra.
(End of this chapter)