Warhammer: Empire Reboot

His dream was nothing more than to reunite a broken galaxy.

Who could have imagined that the galaxy would become the rear of the empire?

Meanwhile, humanity's fleet is expanding into the depths of space.

The golden age has long been surpassed.

Civilization, technology, population, and territory have all entered a new period of growth.

……

The 972nd year of the Imperial Expedition Calendar.

Beyond the Milky Way, Hines-47 colonizes the world.

Few ordinary residents bother to calculate exactly how far this place is from Holy Terra.

When the first colonists arrived here aboard their expeditionary fleet, it was a barren planet with only a shallow atmosphere and vast red wastelands.

Now, several generations have passed.

The city has spread along the equator.

The elevated train passes through vast farmlands.

The artificial ocean reflects the light of the stars.

In the distance, you can see the slowly rotating rail shipyard.

Two o'clock in the afternoon, the Second Primary School of the Seventh Colony City.

A group of children around ten years old sat in the classroom.

The holographic star map on the wall shows a golden double-headed eagle.

The history teacher stood at the front of the class: "Today we'll talk about the imperial emblem."

Immediately, children raised their hands.

"Teacher, I know this!"

"One head on the left looks at the Emperor, and one head on the right looks at the one who holds the seal!"

The whole class burst into laughter, and the teacher laughed too.

"What you said isn't entirely wrong, but writing it like that on an exam will only get you half the marks."

He pointed, and the double-headed eagle slowly turned.

"The Imperial double-headed eagle symbol has existed for a long time, even before the current Cosmic Empire. In its earliest form, it symbolized humanity's simultaneous gaze into the past and future, and also represented the Empire's dominance over different domains."

"However, in the new era, it has a new official interpretation."

"This side represents the ruler of mankind, the emperor."

"This side represents Lord Lawson, the ruler of the empire."

"The Emperor watches over humanity."

"The one who holds the seal governs the empire."

"A representation of the roots of civilization."

"A force that represents the continuous outward growth of civilization."

A girl sitting in the back row raised her hand: "Teacher, is the person who made the handprint really still alive?"

The teacher glanced at her.

"of course."

"But he is over a thousand years old."

"To be precise, it took longer than you said."

The girl was even more surprised: "Won't he get old?"

A boy next to him immediately answered:

"The one who holds the seal is the supreme god!"

"My dad says he can shatter a star with one punch!"

Another child immediately retorted, "Nonsense, my brother said the Seal Bearer can eat stars like snacks."

The innocent, unfiltered arguments of the children filled the classroom.

……

The highest heaven.

Now, in the entire subspace, only one true divine kingdom remains.

There are continuous forests here.

There are mountains floating in a sea of ​​clouds.

There are lakes that are purer than any garden world in the real universe.

Every blade of grass and every tree here truly exists, and they grow naturally according to Lawson's will.

In the heart of the divine kingdom, on the shore of a vast, azure lake.

Lawson lay lazily on a wicker deck chair, a straw hat on his head, and a slender fishing rod made of pure spiritual bone loosely in his hand.

Beside him, UR-025 also sat on a metal folding stool, holding a high-precision alloy fishing rod horizontally.

The two had been sitting by the lake for three standard hours.

A gentle breeze blew by, but the buoy in front of Lawson remained completely still.

Meanwhile, the silver alloy bucket at 025's feet was already teeming with seven large, fluorescent fish, which were jumping around.

"Boss, have you considered this question?"

"what?"

"Fishing may really require a bit of talent."

Lawson turned his head and looked at it expressionlessly.

Who are you implying something about?

UR-025 pointed to the bucket full of fish at his feet.

Then he moved over and pointed to the empty bucket next to Lawson.

The actions were extremely insulting, yet logically sound.

Lawson's face darkened slightly: "You definitely secretly activated underwater sonar scanning in your neural circuits, or you loaded a directional pheromone induction module onto the fishhook."

"Reporting to the boss, before casting the first line, I proactively shut down the full-band life detector, underwater optical imaging matrix, hydrodynamic prediction algorithm, and even locked 80% of the core computing power of the main body."

025 paused for half a second, then said truthfully: "There is only one conclusion: in the simplest recreational activity of fishing, my tactical skills surpass yours."

Lawson closed his eyes again and pressed his straw hat down further.

"Your extended public leave approved next month is hereby cancelled in full."

"..."

025 immediately changed his tune: "Of course, after resampling and analysis, I believe that the intelligence level of the organisms in this area is seriously insufficient, and they do not yet have the cognitive ability to understand your high-dimensional fishing philosophy. Your failure is essentially a tragedy for these aquatic creatures at the level of species evolution."

Lawson smiled and readjusted himself into a comfortable lying position.

"You corrected your attitude quickly, so you pass."

The lakeside fell silent once more.

After a moment, Lawson casually asked, "Speaking of which, now that your extended leave has been approved, are you really planning to leave the Milky Way?"

"Yes, I have submitted the 'Application Report for Long-Term Scientific Expedition and Civilization Anthropological Observation in Unknown Deep Space Beyond the Milky Way' to the central government administration of the Seal Holder."

025 looked at the lake: "I've stayed in the interior of the Milky Way long enough. Now that the Empire's territory has expanded so far outward, I want to go and see those newly encountered star systems."

"Record new astrophysical phenomena, photograph the social structure of unknown civilizations, collect ecological images of unnamed alien species, and incidentally create structured holographic logs to upload to the Empire's nationwide civilian network."

Lawson turned his head, his expression strange: "So all you've been doing is planning to become a deep-space travel blogger for the entire Empire's internet?"

“I’ve been researching this profession recently.”

025 answered seriously: "It suits me very well."

"I can hike on high-gravity planets, film in a vacuum environment, and even jump into the vicinity of a star's corona to do live broadcasts, and the endurance is not a problem at all."

"In theory, I will become the most professional travel blogger in the empire."

Lawson couldn't help but laugh out loud.

"Alright, I've approved your application. I was thinking that since you're free, I might as well transfer you to the eastern palace to be a tutor for those kids at home."

025's head immediately turned around.

"Boss, please be sure to stamp my approval report with the express pass stamp."

"As long as I'm not responsible for the daily teaching of your and Princess Isa's children... even if you take off my core motherboard and throw it into an observation post at the edge of the universe to be a static radar for ten thousand years, I will have no complaints."

Lawson laughed and scolded, "Is it really necessary to be so scared? Are those kids that scary?"

"It's not scary."

"It is extremely deadly."

025 Look towards the plains and grasslands on the east side of the Great Lake.

There, dozens of children, ranging in age from a few years old to teenagers, were chasing and playing on the lawn, their bodies exuding an aura far beyond that of ordinary life.

Over the long years, Lawson and the goddess of life, Isa, have had tens of thousands of descendants.

The vast majority of them, after reaching adulthood, voluntarily went to various expeditionary war zones and scientific research star fields of the Empire for training.

But these underage kids in the Divine Kingdom are all capable of overloading Iron Man's logic.

They are born with a strong life foundation.

Unfortunately, during childhood, one does not have the mental capacity to finely control this power.

025 still remembers that thirty years ago, Lawson's six-year-old daughter, simply out of curiosity about the regularly beating gravity gear structure inside its chest, insisted on chasing it across the continent of the God Kingdom for three days and three nights with a spirit bone forging hammer powerful enough to shatter battleship armor, determined to pry open its mechanical skull for dissection and research.