Hyperion, but in Warhammer 40K

"Woooooooo..."

No one knew who had started it, but the Kriegs were crying. Especially those who had been fighting just a moment ago, they were all hugging each other and crying.

The bloody and cruel Krieg seemed to have a lot more human warmth at this time.

Sadness, joy and unknown emotions filled the entire Krieg.

This left the group of recruiting officers from the Ministry of Military Affairs stationed here confused. The Emperor's offspring?

"The banner of glory is the Son of God's affirmation of us. It is the cloak of the empire's eternal enemy and our pride."

Soon, the battle flag, remodeled from Mortarion's cloak, was placed in the heart of Krieg. Meanwhile, the military officials rushed over, bewildered, and each of them couldn't help but gasp.

You have to know that Krieg is the most important source of troops for the empire, so the military affairs department here is a member of the military affairs department of Holy Terra headquarters, and they naturally know more than the average person.

So they recognized...

It was a cloak from the empire's greatest enemy, a cloak from an ancient being called Taboo that existed ten thousand years ago.

As for the Primarch of the Imperium, that Lord... well, which Lord was it? It was simply called that Lord, from the Space Wolves.

Seeing this, the recruiters looked at each other in bewilderment, but soon they received new news. Krieg would double the number of Astra Militarum soldiers it provided each year, and they would dedicate themselves even more diligently to the Empire and its honor.

Seeing this, the group of people from the Military Affairs Department didn't say anything. To be honest, they also had some complaints about this kind of selection.

You have to know that the final selection of Krieg to become the Astra Militarum is to fight each other, half of them will die, and the remaining half will be used as tithes and troops to follow the Empire to fight on the stars.

However, all those who were able to participate in the final battle were qualified Star Army soldiers, which was a huge waste for them.

Anyway, as long as it doesn't affect these people's recruitment of soldiers, they don't bother to care so much.

Lives are the Emperor's currency, but treat them well and make them more valuable.

……

New Tilias planet, Zhou Ye’s temporary base.

He actually has a certain idea of how much of a reaction his outrageous actions will cause. So now he is very low-key, anyway, he is in the middle of nowhere.

There is no suitable Mandeville point nearby, and the nearest suitable place to escape the subspace is at least several light years away.

In this case, this is basically the absolute border area of the empire.

So I've been here for a while and no one has come to disturb me.

He also had a rare quiet time, and by the way, he transformed all the Titans of his Titan Legion into excavators and threw them into the previous world to mine for himself.

This time, it was an Emperor Titan, accompanied by a Warlord Titan. They worked tirelessly to mine for themselves, allowing them to quickly replenish their energy. They gathered the remains of the two Warlord Titans and pieced them together into one.

Of course, if other oil men saw what he did, they would probably bow down to him first, and then be furious.

But since he has the power, he can be willful, so this also makes it inconvenient for him to move further in the short term. Of course, he didn't do nothing during this period, such as now...

"Why are you called Mario?"

Looking at the Minions in front of him, Zhou Ye couldn't help but complain.

This man was the highest-ranking non-commissioned officer among the Weepers, one of whom had been unlucky enough to be sucked directly into the Warp. The entire chapter was torn apart, and he was one of those thrown out.

Then they happened to encounter the Ministry of the Interior collecting tithes on a planet, and they also boarded the ship. Although the tragedy caused by the tithes was horrific, not all planets could not pay it.

There are still many planets that can pay on time, and their overall economy will not suffer too much damage. After all, the tithe is actually not that much, of course, the premise is that there is no war breaking out on your planet.

Later, when they arrived in Tilias, they encountered a horde of zombies and greenskins, so they jumped in while on the Expedition of Atonement. The battle became bigger and bigger, and in the end, even Tilias was gone.

More than 20 of them jumped, and in the end, less than 10 survived. But now they have more than 100 yellow men in uniform. Originally, he thought he was on a sin-expiation expedition and was not eligible for reinforcements.

Then he was pressed against the wall by the Dreadnought and given a beating by Aruba. Then, in his bewildered eyes, Zhou Ye's other vest, now the super-android Father Beta, took out more than a hundred of their weepers' gene seeds.

After he asked, he got an answer.

"When the Emperor was on Terra, the Astartes were produced, but they exploded by the hundreds of thousands in a short period of time. Young man, you don't need to know so much."

Then Mario didn't dare to ask a single question. This must be the power of the God-Emperor.

In this way, Zhou Ye forcibly supplemented the Weepers with more than a hundred people. As for the people, they were of course selected from this batch of refugees. Of course, not all of them were from this group. During this period, he also visited two nearby hive worlds.

A lot of people were brought back from there, including many young people aged eleven or twelve.

Those guys who went down to the nest were all half-naked. They were so diligent in giving birth, with seven or eight children in one shack. And those children could only be raised until they were about ten years old, before they had to go out and be independent.

Therefore, when Zhou Ye went to recruit people, he encountered almost no real resistance. So within a few years, he added millions of people to the population here.

As for the planetary governors, none of them said anything. The down-nesters and scavengers were basically free to take as you pleased. And all Zhou Ye had paid out was a few dozen kilograms of fruit. Indeed, these millions of people weren't even worth half a ton of fruit.

The fruit garden that I transformed on this planet with the power of creation can produce astronomical amounts of fruit every year.

People on this planet are now almost vomiting from eating too much fruit, and many people are even vomiting sores from eating too much.

Of course, he also saw the diversity of species, so he picked out a large number of cultists, thieves, mutants, illegal psykers, Callidus assassins, and Alpharius from the recruited population.

However, the latter two weren't aimed at him. The assassin had erased his own memory, but not completely; the triggering conditions remained. It was only Zhou Ye's authority that saw through her. She simply wanted to use her target to get closer to a wandering trader.

As for Zhou Ye's handling of the situation, it was simple: he simply knocked her unconscious with a stick and then threw her onto the Rogue Trader's bed. Zhou Ye, who was enjoying the fun, said the Rogue Trader's death was quite tragic. He opened the door to see a beautiful woman in his bed, and the moment he entered, the beautiful woman woke up. As for what happened next... Zhou Ye didn't pay attention; it had nothing to do with him anyway. The unfortunate Alpharius, on instinct, had come aboard his boat, and was then thrown out.

In the end, these people became his subjects, and everyone enjoyed a happy 996 life. Zhou Ye felt that he was simply a saint.

Therefore, these Weepers were also selected from among those people and underwent twenty-two surgical transformations to become a great Astartes. Of course, brainwashing was still necessary, even for local people. Zhou Ye did not object to Astartes living with mortals.

However, those coming from other hives must be brainwashed, but the local ones don’t need it.

"I have a task for you."

Zhou Ye glanced at the group of Minions kneeling on the ground and simply nodded. He then brought Mario to his office and casually crushed a mouth that had grown on his desk. (He had crafted the desk from a tree from a Catachan-like planet; he simply felt that fighting with his desk was a welcome relief from work fatigue.)

"Yes, my lord."

Mario was extremely respectful at this time, and Zhou Ye had already prepared his speech.

"You know I am not any of the Primarchs of your reality."

After thinking about it, Zhou Ye acquiesced. Otherwise, there was really no way to explain it. Although they had taken out certain insurances, there were some things they did not want to use directly.

"Yes."

"The God-Emperor gave me a secret mission. I have been wandering in the warp for ten thousand years just to complete this mission."

"Sir… wuwuwu."

Mario was deeply moved after hearing Zhou Ye's words. He had left the Empire alone, hiding his identity. He had brought these ancient elders with him, simply to fulfill the Emperor's mission. Such loyalty was truly remarkable.

"Okay, stop crying."

Zhou Ye was speechless at these sobbing people, and then continued: "After the Emperor's Webway plan failed with Magnus's psychic phone call, he, on the throne, hoped to find a tool to replace the network. This is why I have been wandering in the Warp for ten thousand years. Therefore, the battle barge I gave you this time is not equipped with a Geller force field and does not have an astropath or navigator, so you cannot enter the Warp."

"???"

After hearing Zhou Ye's words, Mario was confused.

"I installed a jump engine I found in a special place. After each jump, it will leave a special star track in the universe. By using a normal jump engine between star tracks, you can instantly reach any point in the orbit. Even if it's just a star zone away, it only takes a few minutes."

"hiss……"

After hearing this news, Mario couldn't help but gasp. He knew exactly what this meant.

"What I didn't expect was that the Emperor is now seated on the Golden Throne. It's hard to say what his current situation is, and he can barely issue any direct orders. Therefore, at this time, the Empire is actually a problem, especially for the High Lords' Navigator families and the Astronomican Court."

Zhou Ye was really troubled by this. If the Emperor was still alive, he would have gone straight to Terra to find him. But the current situation was like this. Compared to the Chaos, that group of people was his biggest headache.

Of course I'm not afraid of them, but it would be troublesome if a fight really broke out.

"So you know your mission?"

"Yes, my lord."

After hearing Zhou Ye's words, Mario trembled, because he thought of their atonement expedition and his own experience at that time.

"This is a special communication device that allows you to contact me at any time. What you need to do is continue to explore, but first, you must not expose the existence of Star Track. Now is not the time. Second, you must clean up any pollution that may block Star Track... such as Chaos. Of course, if you encounter any problems, you must contact me immediately."

Looking at the crying person in front of him, Zhou Ye couldn't help but mutter.

He had very simply built a set of STC templates on this planet, which took a lot of his energy. So they could self-supply power armor, bolters, Terminator armor and consumables.

Anyway, he only had a thousand cans in his hand, so even if he multiplied the number by ten, it wouldn't be a big problem to supply them. So now that there was no need to forge the world, it was natural to provide a good supply for these crying people.

Now he needed to speed up the laying of star tracks. The original plan was to have the Emperor's Children as a separate company. But it can only be said that plans cannot keep up with changes. After this battle, he

He also used that group of titanium spaceships to create two combat barges.

Now, he handed one of them over to the group of weepers, but considering their extremely bad luck, Zhou Ye was still a little hesitant, but this time they had sufficient logistical supplies. After all, if they were running low on ammunition, they could jump back and resupply within half an hour.

Moreover, I can provide support at any time, so it is impossible to sell them out to fill the line.

So after much deliberation, he decided to let these crying people help him lay the star tracks first. Of course, he also left enough insurance measures so that these people would never reveal their existence. Although Zhou Ye felt that even if he didn't use the insurance measures, they would never tell anyone even if they died.

"Sir, you are too kind. We will definitely complete the mission."

"By the way, your brothers should still be around. If you encounter any, you can bring them back. If conditions permit in the future, I can let one of them serve as your home planet. Oh, and remember to add the information of the planets you encounter along the way to the database I've established, especially those that are uninhabited."

"Yes……"

"call……"

Zhou Ye breathed a sigh of relief as he watched the weepers depart. Now, aside from a group of recruits, over 90% of the remaining weepers had already boarded the battle barge. They would become Zhou Ye's spearheads, helping him lay the star tracks.

Asroth, the Holy Blood Dreadnought, had also been assigned to them by Zhou Ye. He was currently sleeping in the stasis field atop the Weepers' battle barge. If he were ever asked to join a fight, nearly every regiment would give him face.

It was especially interesting to encounter a Holy Blood sect. If anyone dared to say that the Weeper wasn't a Holy Blood sect member, he would be caught and given an Aruba. After all, the Wolf Pack and the Weeper immediately recognized that this was a thousand-year-old Dreadnought, so it was impossible for the others not to recognize him.

"All that's left is to wake up Rilano. I hope he won't hit me."

Zhou Ye couldn't help but mutter to the newly born phoenix under his command, because that battle group was somewhat abstract because of himself.

65

Chapter 65 Abstract Son of Phoenix.

After sending the weeper away, Zhou Ye left his office. Although many things could be outsourced to Klein, there were still many things he needed to handle himself.

Now, Zhou Ye, based on the principle of wearing one set and having a spare set, has prepared double the original MK10 power armor for them.

Then, he equipped them with thirty sets of Terminator armor. This wasn't entirely because Zhou Ye was stingy. Terminator armor was different from power armor. A novice couldn't even move once they put it on. Unfortunately, almost all of these little yellow chickens were novices.

Let's slowly get used to it. Even if we give them so many Terminator Armors, they won't be able to use them. This requires training and getting used to slowly. And not all Terminators need to be used.

Of course, there are also three Centurion armors. As for the rest, such as power swords, chainswords, storm shields, and bolters... basically everyone has two or three of them. Of course, there are also three freshly baked oven dreadnoughts.

The main reason was that the Contemptor Dreadnought was indeed a resource-intensive item, and Zhou Ye felt that he was being a bit shocking by bringing out so many of them all the time. It was also difficult to explain if they ran into another warband.

By the way, he also took out a War Dog pharmacist, a Iron Brave technical sergeant, and two technical priests he made from his own team, and of course, seven armed puppets.

Of course, Zhou Ye explained the armed puppet in two words: sub-human.

After all, after his magical modification, even if you kill the armed doll and take it apart, the skull inside will still be pure.

After all, Zhou Ye disliked gadgets like servitors, blessed skulls, and cherubim. He didn't care whether others used them or not; he didn't use them anyway. Furthermore, strictly speaking, these things weren't entirely abhorrent to intelligence; their fundamental thinking was a consciousness spawned by Zhou Ye using a combination of certain codes and the authority of the Herrscher of Consciousness.

So, faced with several armed puppets, the Weepers respectfully invited them over. After all, it was the seven of them and a group of robots who would maintain the warship, and Zhou Ye had warned them that these little creatures were essentially super-psychic Muggles with weak combat capabilities, so they shouldn't be allowed into battle. Furthermore, to avoid trouble, they shouldn't be allowed to interact with outsiders.

(Actually, they're not weak. In a 1v1 fight, a normal Astartes might not be able to defeat them.)

"Then go ahead everyone, and may this journey eventually reach the stars."

After sending the crying man away, Zhou Ye then punched the jumping table to quiet it down.

The companies he assigned to later basically maintained this configuration, and because they had mobile phones, they could communicate almost anytime without any obstacles, and if they really encountered any problems, they could assemble quickly.

To be honest, Zhou Ye suspected that if he was still at 30K, he would find Old Man Huang and Old Ma who were still starting their own business and tell them that he was now the emperor of mankind.

I guess the yellow-skinned guy would most likely ask me to go up there, and then I would become the warmaster and chop him down happily. Or maybe I would drive my own pioneering spaceship and soar across the universe.

"Next up are the Emperor's Children. What the hell have I done to them?"

After watching the departing spaceship, Zhou Ye returned to his residence. He then saw a large group of super muscular handsome men over two meters tall. These were the newly born Phoenixes.

at this time……

Click, click, click...

A man quickly cut the cucumber into pieces with skillful knife skills, and then did not forget to carve a flower on the cucumber.

Then another one thrust hard at a chicken, snapping its neck and draining its blood. Then he threw it into boiling water, not caring about the temperature. He began plucking its feathers in the nearly 100-degree boiling water. The others went about their business.

If Zhou Ye hadn't said that this was a monastery or a residence he built for the Emperor's son, you wouldn't have felt out of place even entering the kitchen of a grand hotel.

After all, Zhou Ye was a Celestial being, having come to this world for so many years. He had a great deal of resentment towards this place, having never had his own home before. He had no time to do anything, but now that he had his own planet, he could play however he pleased.