Warhammer: Empire Reboot

Force field deployment.

Heavy explosive shells were fired simultaneously.

The golden fire of the Suanni blocked the way behind the tunnel.

Five minutes later, all that remained of the tunnel were charred carapaces and severed limbs.

[Slay the hybrid gene stealer.]

[Gained chitin: 13.]

[Slay the hybrid gene stealer.]

[Gained chitin: 13.]

The notification kept refreshing.

As the cleanup progressed, the swarm mentality began to be statistically analyzed.

Castor-VII has a population of approximately 11 billion.

The Gene Stealers cult has been operating for over a century and has a very deep penetration, but the actual number of infected individuals and mixed-race individuals is still far lower than the total population.

According to preliminary statistics:

The total number of low-generation hybrids, deformed hybrids, sectarian combat individuals, infected family members, contaminated gangs, and guild nodes is approximately 12 million.

Of these, approximately 9.8 million are confirmed to be individuals who have stolen mixed-race genes.

The number of pure-blooded gene stealers is approximately 43,000.

The clan leader.

A large number of brainwashed but uninfected peripheral believers were also isolated and investigated separately.

These numbers are alarming.

In a world of billions of people living in a nest, there is a group of tens of millions of cunning polluters.

Without prior investigation using gene-sniffing foundational sequences, this planet would descend into civil war within days if the cult took the initiative.

If the Zerg fleet arrives simultaneously, Castor-VII will become a meal offered to the Zerg hive.

But now, these things have turned into gains.

A hybrid chicken thief, a single chitinous thirteen.

Nine million eight hundred thousand mixed-race individuals, approximately one hundred and twenty-seven million four hundred thousand pure-blooded individuals.

Purebred chicken thief, single chitin thirty.

Forty-three thousand purebloods, approximately one million two hundred and ninety thousand quintessence.

The clan leader possesses three thousand chitinous cells and is additionally provided with a high-density chitinous core.

Including other aberrant tissues, altar biomass, anchor point debris, and contaminated nest recovery, swarm intelligence initially estimates:

[The estimated total spoils of Operation Castor-VII: approximately 1.31 million chitin.]

[High-density chitin core: 1.]

[Zerg Anchor Point Debris: Cleaned and available for T-series analysis.]

Lawson looked at the summary and was quite satisfied.

The chitinous inner armor in the combat sequence has finally been replenished.

This planet was just the first prey.

If Castor-7 can harbor so many cunning schemes, the other outlying worlds in the Agrippina Sector may not be so clean.

This risk, ironically, opened up new resource channels.

The cleanup lasted for three days.

The nest will be open on the second day.

Zhongchao opened its third phase of operation.

The lower nest is still under blockade, but the main passage has been controlled by the Black Tortoise and the Foundation Sequence.

When the residents of Zhongchao first stepped out of their homes, they found that the streets had changed.

There are far fewer people now.

Some familiar faces have disappeared.

The portrait of Elena at the entrance of the orphanage was removed.

The notice board of the water purification union president was torn down.

The black carriage that no one dared to approach in front of the Corpse Guild's gate was towed away.

A new sequence of gray-white armored stones appeared on the street corner.

Each drinking water station has a registration desk.

The new rationing schedule was posted at the entrance of the grain bureau.

The church is temporarily closed, with a sign at the entrance saying "Under Review".

There were no celebrations in the streets.

Many people are still afraid.

Because they discovered that the people who were queuing, working, and praying with them yesterday had become monsters being dragged away today.

A young worker stood in front of the water purification station, looking at the empty bulletin board.

"Where is Deputy Steward Luca?"

The cornerstone sequence responded: "Contaminated individual. Cleaned up."

The worker was stunned for a long time.

“He approved my sick leave last month.”

The cornerstone sequencer handed him a new water ticket: "Water pressure has been restored. Collect by household."

The worker took the water ticket and stared at it for a long time.

This is how the new order came about.

It does not explain all suffering.

It simply gets the order flowing.

A few days later, Lawson completed the final arrangements in the Governor's Palace Observatory.

The chief priest of the state religion was brought before him.

Even after being flagged by the genetic detection, the high priest remained calm. He did not break down like Augustus, nor did he immediately transform and rebel like the mixed-race nobleman.

He even tried to negotiate.

“Your Excellency, the Diocese of Castor has maintained religious stability for the past century. Even if there has been misguidance, it can be attributed to the infiltration of underground heretics. I am willing to submit to you the complete list of dioceses to assist in the reconstruction of the worship system.”

Lawson sat in the seat that originally belonged to Augustus, reviewing the evidence projection.

The high priest continued, “If you publicly punish me, it will look bad for the state church. You are rebuilding the sector and need the state church’s help to appease the people. If a diocesan high priest is convicted of alien corruption, it will cause many worlds to question the worship system.”

He makes a lot of sense.

Lawson looked up at him.

Are you threatening me?

The high priest bowed his head.

"I'm reminding you that the truth sometimes needs to be processed in layers."

Lawson smiled.

"Your argument is better than that of many nobles."

A glimmer of hope flashed in the high priest's eyes.

The next second, Lawson zoomed in on a video.

In the video, the high priest stands in an underground star chamber, praying to a four-armed imperial statue. He wears an imperial emblem around his neck, but holds a deformed mixed-race infant in his arms, calling him the "new Holy Child."

In another video, he signed a list of children to be transferred from the orphanage.

Of these, 372 children were sent to the underground level as screening subjects for infection.

The high priest remained silent.

"It will look bad for the State Church," said Lawson. "So we need to keep the evidence safe."

He looked at the Bi'an warrior beside him.

"Collect the evidence and seal three copies. One copy is for the Bixi Archives, one copy is for Swarm Intelligence, and one copy will be sent later to the senior members of the State Education Bureau who are willing to reason with them."

The high priest finally raised his head.

"You still want to kill me?"

Lawson looked at him.

Do you think you're still in a relationship?

The high priest opened his mouth.

The Bixie warrior stepped forward and pressed down on his head.

The short-handled power axe fell.

The high priest of Castor parish was beheaded on the spot.

This kind of treatment lasted for a whole day.

They were brought into the aristocratic family and uprooted.

Cleaning up infected individuals.

Those who were not infected but knowingly assisted were taken to trial.

Those who are not infected but have been misled will be downgraded after isolation and observation.