Warhammer: Empire Reboot

The emperor was nailed to the golden throne.

Ten thousand years later, humanity is still traversing hell with blood, prayers, mad navigators, and dilapidated warships.

Lawson sneered inwardly.

We'll settle this old score with the empire slowly.

He regained consciousness.

The next moment, the real-world Domination Court re-entered my senses.

The tactical table was still lit.

The population transfer curve of the Warning Star, the 318 world carrying capacity table of Agrippina, the Soul Stone sealing catalog, the status of Eldar prisoners, the sample library of network fragments, and the purification progress of the Soul of Vengeance are all continuously updated in the swarm mind.

Beehive Thinking has already broken down the information provided by Emperor into the first version of the application solution.

Recommendation: Establish a "Network Anomaly Monitoring Subsystem".

[Required Resources: 3 million Cornerstone Sequence Analysis Nodes, 1,200 Star Trek Suicide Soldiers, 300 Psionic Combat Suicide Soldiers, 20,000 T-Series Interface Groups.]

[Recommended comparisons: Dark Eldar invasion remnants, Eldar assassination squad infiltration tracks, Comoro-style fragments, and Eldar Soulstone resonance records.]

[Intended Use: Identifying high-risk network entry points, discovering covert penetration paths, and establishing counter-network ambush points.]

Lawson glanced at it.

"approve."

The order was given.

A new system began to take shape deep within the bee colony.

After the former Governor's House was converted into the Wartime Command Court, many of the furnishings in the Pinnacle area were removed.

The golden tapestry was removed and replaced with a war zone star map.

The noble coat of arms was removed, and a cross-section of the Nakmonde Corridor defenses was hung up.

The long tables in the banquet hall, which could accommodate a hundred nobles drinking at the same time, were cut into materials by the foundation sequence to lay temporary data interfaces.

Only the innermost small hall retains some traces of the Agammenus family's past.

The ground is covered with dark stone slabs.

There is a row of transparent stillness cabinets along the wall.

The cabinet contains many ancient items.

It has the sword of the former governor.

A replica of the icon that was brought from Terra before the large rift appeared.

There are several bottles of royal spices that no one dares to open anymore.

There was also a silver tea box.

Serena Agammenus opened the tea box herself, her movements slightly hurried.

The governor's sister has lost some weight recently.

The noble system of Vigilant Star was largely eradicated by Lawson. Although the Agammenus family retained its nominal status, the right to reside at the top of the tower, and the management of the Motwald hive, it also completely lost control over the administration, judiciary, taxation, and military affairs of Vigilant Star.

If it were anyone else, they would have retreated to their family home and pretended to be sick long ago.

Serena, however, appeared at the Royal Court on time every day.

What she did was very simple.

Record Losen's non-military needs.

Organize matters that the Agammenus family can cooperate with.

To appease the remaining sentiments of the old aristocracy.

When necessary, serve tea personally.

This is not lowly.

At least she herself never thought so.

The Agammenus family was able to maintain its dignity because she chose the right position at the most crucial moment.

Since we've chosen to live, we should live a meaningful life.

After the still tea box was opened, there was a small pinch of dark gold tea leaves inside.

The leaves are narrow with slightly curled edges, like metal wires dried by time.

Serena used silver tweezers to remove three pieces and placed them into a white porcelain cup.

Hot water dripped down.

The tea soup quickly turned a pale amber color.

A cool fragrance wafted out.

Lawson is looking at the online materials that Swarm Intelligence has just compiled.

The incomplete model provided by the Emperor has been broken down into more than 300 sub-items, and the T-series is being cross-referenced with data from Vigilant Star, Agrippina, the Maelstrom, and the Dark Eldar remnants.

On the tactical projection, gray curves, like unfinished blood vessels, extend across the underground profile of the warning star.

Serena walked to his side with the tea and said softly:

"My lord, this is the remaining Star Crown Tea from the Agammenus family's Stasis Curry."

Lawson didn't even look up.

"That sounds expensive."

"It came from a Terran merchant ship before the Great Rift. That ship once passed through thirty-seven noble worlds, just to deliver a batch of longevity potions, ceremonial objects, and three boxes of Star Crown Tea to Vigilant Planet."

Serena placed the teacup beside Lawson.

"This tea originally came from a high-altitude agricultural planet on the Imperial Holy Land. It was only harvested during the three days when the stellar winds were weakest, and each tea leaf underwent purification prayers and low-temperature static drying. Later, the planet's shipping routes were disrupted during a rebellion, and the production of Star Crown Tea ceased."

Lawson finally glanced at the cup of tea.

"Your family really knows how to enjoy life."

Serena lowered her eyes: "Nobles are always good at turning scarcity into prestige."

Lawson picked up his teacup and took a sip.

The taste is indeed very good.

It has a slightly bitter taste at first, followed by a very clean herbal aroma, much better than most of the noble drinks in the empire that can make your tongue ache.

"You're smarter than those idiots who only know how to talk about ancestral property, legitimacy, and family dignity."

Lawson smiled and continued watching the projection.

Serena wisely quieted down.

Her gaze swept across the tactical table.

She couldn't understand the constantly changing geometric lines, nor the markings left by the swarm intelligence, and could only vaguely recognize a few place names.

Serena hesitated for a moment before speaking:

"My lord, has the matter concerning the Spirit Clan been resolved?"

Lawson did not look up.

"temporary."

Serena sighed softly.

"They're here again."

Lawson's fingers stopped, and he finally turned to look at her.

What do you mean by "again"?

Serena was taken aback.

"You don't know?"

Lawson's eyes turned cold.

What should I know?

Serena immediately realized that she had overlooked something that had been buried in the old Vigilant Star files.

She lowered her head and said:

"More than a decade ago, an Eldar incident occurred on Vigilant Planet."

"At that time, the Dark Eldar frequently attacked the outer hive cities and transport trains, capturing many people."

"In the Renkudichao area, a series of disappearances have also occurred."

Lawson put down his teacup.

The bottom of the cup gently touched the table.

"continue."

"At that time, a stormtrooper unit was deep in the Barrens searching for traces of the Dark Eldar."

"They found a small Eldar squad there."

Serena paused.

"Stormtroopers can't distinguish between the Ark Eldar and the Dark Eldar."

“For them, pointed ears, alien weapons, and the presence deep within the hive are enough to warrant firing.”

Lawson picked up his teacup.

The tea had barely touched his lips when he put it back on the table.

"Did that Eldar attempt to explain it?"

Serena lowered her eyes and said in a low voice, "The files say that they used a translation device to claim that they were not Comorian slave raiders and demanded that the Imperial forces stop their attack."

"How did the Stormtroopers do that?"