Hyperion, but in Warhammer 40K

Not to mention that Hyperion had a lot of eggs and embryos stored in his possession. He had the power of creation and could produce them with just his hands. So, in this world, he also produced these 3K-era livestock.

Of course, in terms of production capacity alone, it is definitely not as good as those broken things created by the agricultural world. After all, the so-called agricultural world is to extract the vitality of the planet in an extremely wild way, and then quickly obtain excess harvests.

An agricultural world often needs to supply several hive worlds, so it often appears. If an agricultural world encounters a Chaos invasion, the nearby hive worlds will suffer famine.

Zhou Ye was speechless about this. No matter how much trouble he had to go through, he would protect the environment of this world.

Of course, as for this group of Emperor's sons, it was also because of Zhou Ye's resentment. When he handled the gene seeds in his hands, he would mix a lot of private goods. Some were intentional, and some were unintentional.

Take this group of emperor's sons for example. You should know that most emperor's sons are all-rounders.

Music, painting, cooking...

To put it simply, a gentleman is proficient in all six arts.

But after these seeds passed through Zhou Ye's hands, everything became a mess except for the cooking skills.

"Brothers, dinner is ready!!!"

Then, just as Zhou Ye's eyes twitched, a group of emperor's sons came into a huge cafeteria pushing large and small buckets.

This is the cafeteria they asked Tie Yong to help design and build, but when it was built, Tie Yong's face was quite subtle, but he still helped them finish it.

Now, besides them, there are also a large number of mortals here, most of whom are the families of the Emperor's Children. This can be regarded as a privilege given to those who have Astartes in their families. Of course, these vegetables and fruits are all raised by these Emperor's Children themselves.

After Zhou Ye's nagging, these emperor's sons decided that besides cooking, their second greatest pleasure was growing vegetables and raising livestock, highlighting the do-it-yourself approach.

"Brother, the food you cook is so delicious. I want to become an Astarte when I grow up, woooooo..."

“Thank you great angels…”

Zhou Ye was no longer surprised by this. Of course, the three Macragge Word Bearers had also warned him against corruption. Their concerns were not without reason. If one had always been born into an aristocratic family and eaten so well, corruption wouldn't have occurred.

But if you suddenly let those poor people eat so well and achieve extreme happiness, it can really lead to the corruption of Slaanesh.

Of course, Zhou Ye's approach to this was simple and crude: "I'll corrupt you first." Therefore, everyone on this planet was corrupted by him. Of course, it's not obvious now, but if the star track is laid in the future, there will definitely be unexpected effects.

"My Lord, this is your lunch. I prepared it for you: stir-fried yellow cattle, pickled fish, golden shrimp balls, and boiled cabbage."

At this time, the emperor's son, who was wearing a white chef's uniform with a big "Special" word on his shoulder, placed several dishes in front of Zhou Ye very respectfully.

This was the champion of this batch of new recruits. Only the champion was eligible to become his own head chef. He was also awarded the title of 'Special' Chef. Not to mention, the food was quite delicious.

only……

"what have you done!!!"

At this time, a purple Contemptor Fearless beside him was pointing his power claws at the recruits with a crazy look on his face. This was the ancient sage Rilano who was awakened by Zhou Ye.

This person's emotions were quite stable. Zhou Ye had thrown a technical sergeant in to let him beat him up. It can be said that he was worthy of being a strong man who had resisted for ten thousand years. After waking up, he didn't have the slightest grumpiness.

I walked out directly and saw such a grand spectacle.

He was certain that these were all the Emperor's children, descendants of his comrades, but why... did he feel so abstract?

Ruilanuoyun looked at Zhou Ye with suspicion, while the latter drank a glass of wine silently. Anything produced by the Emperor's Son must be of the highest quality.

"..."

He felt that this chapter leader was very pretentious, but he didn't know what to say.

"I'll leave it to you now. These people are all locals. Those are their families, from what I understand. Many of the Astartes in the Empire are mentally very immature, while the Salamanders, on the other hand, have a good relationship with the civilians. Therefore, for their physical and mental health, and to better fight corruption, these are also necessary."

"Wait, what weapons are they good at?"

“Double swords!!!”

"..."

After taking a look at the silent Rilano, Zhou Ye had already left.

Now I have a great plan to help me take action.

You know, when he went to the Hive City to recruit people, he was full of Chinese style. He carried a few fruit baskets and went to meet with the planetary governor. It was obvious that his gift was very good. The planetary governor was very satisfied and very easy to talk to.

And those who helped him with the operation would also be given a small cherry by Zhou Ye, so things were done very efficiently.

But the problem was that it wasn't going to work this way. He wanted to become a Rogue Trader, but he didn't have any Rogue Trader documents. Even though a planetary governor could issue one, they were useless. Zhou Ye was planning to get a more substantial contract with a Rogue Trader Dynasty.

You have to know that these dynasties have been passed down for a long time, and you can't just create one at random.

So in order to make his merchant identity more realistic and avoid being exposed, Zhou Ye came up with a brilliant plan: he planned to rob a merchant dynasty.

Of course, Zhou Ye felt a little guilty about robbing someone directly, so this time he decided to try a sting operation. ...

You should know that fruit is the top luxury in this world. You can see this from the fact that Sanguinius showed off all of Horus's fruits in Spirit of Vengeance, which almost angered Horus to death.

If it wasn't so precious, the great war commander wouldn't be so angry.

Therefore, Zhou Ye had specially prepared tens of thousands of tons of fruit for this operation, intending to openly trade along the way. He didn't believe that someone wouldn't have evil intentions and attack him, so that he could justifiably kill his entire family.

Zhou Ye felt that he was too kind. Well, there was no need to kill the whole family. As long as those people did not get involved in the chaos, he just wanted to use their shells.

"Remember this, from now on I am no longer your Chapter Master. You are no longer an Astartes, but a gene-slave or a clever Ogryn, whatever you choose."

Zhou Ye was speaking to his canned goods. This time, he was just going for a simple business battle. Of course, if he encountered pirates or something, it wouldn't matter. Their ships were his. When the time came, he could modify them and it would be a brand new battle barge.

He just couldn't believe that a simple and easy business war could be turned into a big mess.

Last time, he'd just gone to recruit soldiers, but it had turned into a complete mess. But that wasn't a big deal; it was just part of the plan. He had subsequent plans, and since the recruitment was complete, he could always get it done as long as he had a thorough plan.

He was completely invisible in the Warp. Even soulless beings had projections in the Warp. So Tzeentch couldn't do anything. All he could say was that it was just a minor accident. It was his bad luck to run headfirst into the prelude to the Scourge Stars.

As for the two Astra Militarum Legions and the Wolf Regiment, they were most likely thrown here by Tzeentch to annoy Nurgle. They were part of the plan, and he was definitely not.

"Our action this time is to..."

But just when Zhou Ye was planning, the door of the room was suddenly kicked open by a despiser.

"I heard you fought a great battle while I slept, and even woke up the other Dreadnoughts in the Chapter."

At this time, Rilano's voice was several degrees higher, and his electronic eyes flashed with a strange light.

We had a great apocalyptic campaign, we beat up some daemons, we drove out a Daemon Primarch, and we blew up a planet. So who wasn't called in?

"Oh no, never mind. This is all part of the plan. Disband now, everyone go back and prepare."

After saying this, Zhou Ye disappeared in a flash without anyone noticing.

In the end, Rilano didn't find Zhou Ye, but instead began training these Emperor's Children. However, Rilano's blood pressure never dropped since then. He had originally intended to teach them the traditions of the Emperor's Children, but it turned out that everyone in this group was like they were possessed by Brother A.

His swordsmanship was improving so rapidly that his artistic skills were no longer just cells, but rather artistic bacteria. Of course, there was one exception: his cooking skills were MAX, and he was also good at farming and raising pigs.

In response, Rilano could only curse and tell them the history of the chapter, as well as their ultimate shame and eternal enemy, Fulgrim.

66

Chapter 66: If you want to make a living in this world, you have to pay attention to your identity and background.

"You were indeed cultivated using the gene-seed from Isstvan III, not that person's gene-seed."

Rilano found Zhou Ye again, but this time, not to pick a fight. He now knew his identity: a Primarch as powerful as his own genetic father. As for him, it wasn't entirely bullying. He knew that the soul recovery he'd endured for ten thousand years had put him in a special position; calling him out prematurely would undo all his efforts.

Ruilano can understand all of this, but there is nothing he can do if he doesn’t understand. It’s just like this.

But as for this bunch of weird Emperor's Sons, he suspected that this guy was using Emperor's Sons seeds of unknown origin.

"It's definitely theirs, no cheating."

After hearing what Ruilano said, Zhou Ye said sternly. He always did what he said, but if things went against his wishes, it was not his business.

After all, this world is full of changes, especially in a place like Warhammer where life is unpredictable. Zhou Ye felt that since he couldn't change these changes, he could only adapt to them and find a moment of joy in them.

Praise Ahaha!!!

"..."

In the end, Rilano left, having found no evidence. And this was indeed the Emperor's Child, so there was no other way. Life was like rape; there was no way to refuse, no choice but to accept.

He had his own mission, the Emperor's Children, the Legion most loyal to the Emperor. Even when the Gene-Father betrayed him, he only took a tiny fraction. Furthermore, these people were all too familiar to him, that legend... the eldest son of the Emperor's Children.

Moreover, these people showed him something different, a kind of open-mindedness, rather than pursuing perfection for its own sake. He had only seen that in that person before.

Indeed, sometimes the pursuit of perfection is actually the ultimate form of imperfection. Humans are born with flaws, and perhaps imperfection itself is a kind of perfection.

Thinking of this, Rilano staggered away, and the huge body of the Contemptor Fearless gave him a feeling of bleak autumn wind.

Zhou Ye was completely confused by this. What happened to this guy?

"By the way, I remember the Figure King also has a Fulgrim, right? If he doesn't come back, I'll ask the organization to make one for him."

At this moment, Zhou Ye was also muttering in his heart. Logically, he had no interest in that Fulgrim. The reason why the old Chinese doctor could throw this thing to the King of Figures was very simple. Because the copy of Fulgrim was also following the same path as the original Fulgrim.

He might fall, or he might not... but that was no longer important, so Zhou Ye felt it was better for him to create one. He could guarantee that the Fulgrim he created with his incredible wisdom would be completely different from the original.

He had become accustomed to this kind of situation where things went against his wishes, with a hint of rawness and abstraction.

For example, while these Emperor's Children excelled in cooking, they differed fundamentally from the original Emperor's Children. The original Emperor's Children had a far-sighted, distant air, viewing their food as art. They demanded perfection in appearance, flavor, and aroma, creating more of a fancy work of art than a delicious, albeit delicious, meal.

But now the Son of the Emperor, who was created by himself, is more willing to use it as food, which is why Rilano feels something is wrong.

Seeing Zhou Ye's righteous words without any hesitation, he didn't know what to say. So he chose to leave at this time, but soon Ruilano was a little surprised to find that

"Where's that boy?"

"On a business trip with the Chapter Master."

"..."

Looking at the vanished culinary champion, Rilano, also the swordsmanship champion, had a deep suspicion: Did that guy do it on purpose? And how did he do it?

Akurduna's behavior in this regard is simply terrible. I once ate the food he cooked, and it was a memory that I cannot bear to recall.

At this time in the spaceship, Zhou Ye also took off the heavy power armor. Of course, his power armor looked the same as those worn by these space warriors, but in fact, it was completely different.

After all, he didn't have a black armor shell, nor did he have any connection points. Even his three-meter-tall body was simply expanded by his own energy, and now he had to play the role of a reckless merchant.

So this time, he simply revealed his original body, which was only about 1.8 meters tall.

He had a special plan, and the Star Tracks couldn't be used without them. So, since he planned to use them discreetly, he needed someone. The Empire's highly autonomous Rogue Traders were undoubtedly the best choice.

Using a wandering merchant's shell could save him a lot of trouble, so Zhou Ye decided to see if he could get a few. It would be best if they were the Emperor Blood Merchants, but if that wasn't possible, someone with a few years of experience would also be fine.

So at this time, you can't let people know that you are an Astartes. After all, no one would be crazy enough to join the Astartes for some fruits.

Then it would naturally be inconvenient to take out the more than 300 cans of food that he brought with him this time, and he also brought a large number of mortals on the ship as private soldiers for merchants to show off.

"There's a relatively important star region ahead, with a very stable Mandeville Point within it. As a crucial hub, its Gwent Hive boasts a population exceeding one hundred billion. People from all walks of life come together to participate, and the presence of several merchant dynasties is also common. Come, let me see if there are any suitable targets."

At this time, Zhou Ye, who was looking at the data version in his hand, also began to carry out the next plan.

The fruit in my hand isn't ammunition, so it's in a very suitable range. If you were carrying a boatload of ammunition, you might become a target for some Chaos traitors. But if it's just a boatload of fruit, no one except Slaanesh would care.

This time I just want to see if I can catch some big fish.

"You two will come down with me later. Don't wear power armor and pretend to be genetic slaves."

He glanced at the two figures behind him. They were none other than his own creations. Since all the Primaris cans in this world were still sealed away by Cawl, their heights were considerably larger than those of the average Astartes.

This is actually good news, as it makes people think they are genetic slaves. You have to know that in the Warhammer setting, Astartes are not that tall. Those modified genetic slaves are the ones who are truly tall, and some can even be close to the height of the Primarchs.

Of course, these cheap gene slaves were often just big, dumb people, even worse than the Oklins. So it was quite common for ordinary Astartes to disguise themselves as gene slaves if they wanted to go out.

"I hope it doesn't turn into a big mess in the end. I just want a merchant dynasty as a shell."

Looking down at the hive city that covered nearly the entire planet, Zhou Ye took a deep breath. Although he already knew this, it was still shocking to see it. Even hive planets come in different sizes.

While Estia also has a hive, its size is limited. Its external environment is relatively good, with some agricultural areas. However, the planet has been hollowed out, resembling a honeycomb. Its towers pierce the atmosphere, making it difficult to imagine how many people actually live in this hive.

However, it is certain that all five poisons are present here, and the boss of this hive city is not the so-called planetary governor, but the more powerful star district governor. Of course, if everything goes well, Zhou Ye should not have to contact him.

So at this time, Zhou Ye quickly used the identification code he had obtained and quickly crossed the entire planet in a transport plane he had.

"Captain, I have three Terminator squads and four Centurions on standby. I can throw them in front of you at the command of a single officer."

But before it fell, Zhou Ye heard Aijiang's voice.

"Don't bother, these are for dealing with boarding attacks. By the way, have you changed the paint and markings? I think the Pioneer Star has been noticed by the yellow-skinned people."

After all, he had directly crushed a demon primordial, and he could clearly feel the big question marks in Old Man Huang's mind.

Therefore, Zhou Ye can guarantee that his regiment will definitely be registered, although he will not go through the subspace. However, the transmission of information must go through the subspace, and at that time, the yellow-skinned people will have ten thousand ways to interfere.

After all, although those imperial ships all have Gallic stances, the problem is that each ship has a state religion.

So that thing is basically equivalent to a signal receiver, and the yellow skin can definitely find it. So the Pioneer Star skin is unusable, and Zhou Ye just changed the paint job casually.