I am the savior, do you have any objection?

It's roughly about establishing an organization similar to a time and space administration bureau.

The miniature garden connects to a nearly infinite universe, and it is constantly expanding.

There will be quite a few of those dogs that escaped from the Little Garden before.

And a world where people are always ready to pull off some big stunts.

Not to mention how many other worlds have people like Izayoi Sakamaki and her two companions who received gifts because of the Little Garden, and how many worlds even have gifts and various monsters appearing naturally.

This highlights the importance of central regulation.

Kree thought they could create a complete system modeled after the unified divine realm and the divine realm of Aqua's world.

Of course, it won't be like those two pantheons, where when they encounter a problem they can't solve, they just send a Japanese high school student to provide some support and let him figure it out himself. Instead, it will be handled in a more formal way.

Whoever wants to go on a mission, everyone gives a little bit of their blessing to that person, so that the mission team can keep their strength at the peak of four digits before going to beat up the enemy.

If there are any enemies we can't defeat, we'll summon them directly to the celestial realm, where everyone with a combined force of over four figures will join in.

Although there is currently a shortage of personnel with a four-figure salary.

Furthermore, if some people gain power and then stir up trouble in the outside world or even refuse to return, thinking they can live a carefree life outside and ignore the central control of the sandbox, their fate must be even more miserable than that of evil demon kings and gods.

Systems always require trial and error, and even Kerry, who has been in power for so many years, has made mistakes in this regard.

Not to mention establishing such a large and entirely new system. In the previous underworld regime, he was the one who set the bottom line and requirements, while other people with rich social experience began to create models and offer their opinions.

Kerry consulted with many sociologists and held numerous meetings before finally establishing this general framework.

There were even some funny moments along the way.

For example, a civil official suggested that since the Kree wanted talented people who met their values ​​and were also capable of fighting, they could simply have them create a completely obedient spirit.

These little spirits are allowed to possess individuals with potential in various worlds related to the Little Garden. They are then allowed to try to solve problems in their own worlds independently. The Little Garden rewards them with small favors for each correct action and powerful spirit rank for each great achievement. Once the individuals with potential complete the trials, they can ascend into the Little Garden and become skilled and powerful warriors.

Kerry found it somewhat interesting at first, but the more he listened, the more familiar it sounded.

What operating system does BYD use?

This prompted Kerry to repeatedly question whether this was how their organization operated, except that their framework was larger and should be centered around a multiverse.

Although the civil officials of the Eastern pantheon have many bad habits, Kree is still happy to appoint them as long as they don't make mistakes.

Their greatest strength is that some of them are more responsible than those from other pantheons, especially the ancient scholars who flew to heaven on rumors. They might even refute Kree's requests when he makes them out of consideration for the interests of ordinary people.

After all, those who can achieve this are basically not the corrupt and self-serving individuals who form cliques.

Of course, other god groups are also indispensable, and even the martial arts-type spirit slots that everyone used to scramble for are now unwanted due to policy changes.

If the Heavenly Court had a structure like that, civil officials would be extremely busy, while military officials would be quite leisurely.

However, since the Kree is even concerned with those observed worlds, military officers are simply unsavory professions.

Those responsible for patrolling the inner world of the miniature garden are fine, but those who go to other worlds to carry out missions are busy for a while, then come back for a period of rest, and then have to go out to work again. Except for those war gods and battle gods who are naturally combative, they can hardly stand it.

As for those who genuinely just want to cultivate in seclusion and don't need to eat or drink, they can be left there as long as they are on the Order side.

Anyway, it doesn't consume resources in daily life, and when there are things it can't solve, it can be sent back to the Heavenly Realm as a fighting force. Just treat it like a statue in a spacious courtyard.

Of course, simply ensuring that the world is not destroyed by the forces of those gods and ghosts that appear out of nowhere is not enough. The worlds connected by the miniature garden are all human worlds. Once this system matures, it is also necessary to guide various places to start hanging oppressors.

Kerry was also considering that once a large number of troops with the right mindset and strength were assembled, they could even be sent to other worlds like his clones.

After all, mobilizing the masses is far more efficient than him alone waiting for his clones to appear.

Just as Kerry was arranging for the small garden to basically stabilize, sending all the benevolent gods who had been mistakenly killed to the underworld for reincarnation, and bringing in the Black Rabbit as a cross-border diplomat, the system's voice rang out again.

[Congratulations, host, on completing the great task of saving the world!]

Enemy Level: ? (Difficult to estimate)

Overall Rating: SS

[Eliminating a group of evil gods and demons wreaking havoc across the multiverse, resolving the demon king's influence on humanity's fate on a large scale, and establishing a stable system to ensure that the future of countless worlds will not lead to apocalypse. Reward: 4000000 points]

Kerry discovered that the stronger you are, the faster you earn points.

Whether it's in the chat group or on the system side.

I estimate that if I hadn't gotten the initial funding from my first mission, the most difficult thing would have been to reach the level of a "bursting city." After that, I would have spent a lot of time solving some of the weaker missions. Finally, after time had passed, my mindset, influence, politics, and other aspects would have grown to the right point, and I would have started to solve problems and gain power. This should have been the system's initial plan.

The same goes for the chat group. It's very easy for the strong to earn points by completing missions, but it's extremely difficult for the weak to accumulate enough points to exchange for their first superpower. By the time they've gained some power, those who were strong from the start have already strengthened themselves multiple times and become even stronger.

Just as Kerry was about to get back to work, a private message from a chat group made him stop.

[Group 1 Owner - Emperor, has initiated a private message for you. Do you accept? Yes/No]

After clicking "Accept", a message immediately popped up on the other end.

[Emperor: Greetings]

[Emperor: Actually, I've been observing you for a while now]

[Emperor: I hope you can help me solve my problem.]

[Kerry: Why didn't you let other people in the group solve it before?]

[Emperor: Even if I keep spreading my ideas in the group, there aren't enough capable people, and some people who come to me have many questions about my methods.]

[Kerry: Not enough?]

[Emperor: Not extreme enough]

Chapter 545 Warhammer! Activate!

The Solar System, Throne World, Holy Terra, Royal Palace.

A decaying, ugly mummy was embedded in countless mechanical pipes, yet within its body burned the flames of psionic energy at all times.

This is the current ruler of mankind. At the end of the 41st millennium of human civilization, the emperor is still here.

Not long ago, I was in turmoil because of something in my head called a chat group.

The Lord of Mankind was forced to rise, and in that instant, his true nature was unmistakably revealed. His boundless faith had long since transformed him into a bizarre being, and all those connected to him became strange as well.

Now, although his own time has also reversed, even enough to change the fact that he has gone deep into the highest heavens, it is simply a miracle that transcends the rules of the universe.

But he remained worried.

Just a few days ago, he met with his 13th son, Robert Guilliman, whom he hadn't seen for nearly 10,000 years.

He wanted to act as he had when he still had a human body, at least in a minimal way, to show the fatherly side of the children he had once loved.

But it was still too short. The torment of the Golden Throne and his watchful care for the human world over the past ten thousand years had completely extinguished his humanity.

He had only joined the chat group more than twenty years ago, which helped him recover some of his health. However, what would be a half-life event for a mortal was as short as 20 blinks for an immortal.

He saw the disappointment in his child's eyes. The Emperor knew that Guilliman had perhaps seen through his ruthlessness towards the Primarchs, so after announcing his intention to launch a new expedition, he left the palace under the protection of the Guardians.

Group 1 was the only group that chose to meet in the admin world's group chat.

This was not only because of the inconvenience the Lord of Humanity had previously experienced, but also because he did not want to involve too many of the currently relatively well-off pure-blooded human worlds in this burning galaxy.

This is also because he had tried to get help from powerful beings with superhuman strength to solve the problem.

However, most of the group members could not accept the current state of the Empire, nor could they accept the Lord of Humanity's request to indiscriminately kill all aliens.

Today, he also invited an extremely dangerous person to come here.

This was yet another attempt of his, one that could cause enormous damage to the empire.

But he had to do it. He didn't hate those who were unwilling to kill the aliens because having enough sympathy for them meant that their human world was still living in a good environment.

This is what he hoped to see; his initial wish was to build a utopia belonging to humanity.

The situation was just too bad, too bad, and his thinking had to lean towards allowing humanity to survive and eke out a living in this cruel universe.

As he said, he had been keeping an eye on that dangerous man ever since he became aware of him.

A savior, a man who did many things he wanted to do but couldn't.

But at the same time, he is an extremely dangerous being. His perception of his own kind is far too broad. He even sees the oppressed Xenomorphs as part of the species he wants to save, even though the Emperor can see that he doesn't like Xenomorphs.

Just as that person has repeatedly expressed his dislike for certain races in the human world, he does not let personal preferences influence his decisions when dealing with matters.

It was only this time, when the Emperor confirmed with the rabbit-eared alien that the danger existed, that he would adapt to the circumstances and not indulge his bloodlust regardless of the facts, that the Emperor invited him.

Because the Emperor knew that, in that person's eyes, the human empire of this world was probably even uglier than the aliens he had seen on other planets.

Using the speaking device he had recently acquired, he dismissed the imperial guards who remained in the main hall.

A golden portal opened, revealing a figure with white hair atop his head, two alien hybrids perched on his shoulders, and two jet-black daggers in his hands.

The emperor began to communicate with him.

Communication was not conducted using a microphone.

Even when the Emperor communicates with the Primarch, the Primarch will feel as if he is talking to a blazing star.

However, this was not the case when faced with the presence before them. The feeling emanating from that person was larger than the entire Milky Way galaxy, and from the perspective of a psionicist, it was as if the world itself stood on Terra.

"Thank you for your willingness to help humanity."

The emperor used this phrase as a medium of communication.

Kree raised his head, looked at the hideous, desiccated corpse on the throne, and pointed at it.

“I have stopped your pain, and after everything is over, I will fill the gap in the net, but until then, you cannot stand up.”

Kerry frowned, suppressing his power.

Yes, the power of suppression.

Honestly, if it weren't for the invitation from the Lord of Humanity, he never intended to come to this world himself. He would have created an avatar without his boundless rage to come.

Shortly after entering, Kerry deactivated his normally active passive mind-reading ability.

Even the ability to perceive the surroundings in the microscopic world.

Because if he didn't do that, the Dao sword in his hand would cleave the burning Milky Way into dust the next moment, sending all the life within it back to the underworld with him.

Yes, they didn't even look very far, just glanced at the bottom of this so-called Holy Terra, at the Mechanicus on Mars, at the laboratory on the moon, and at those hive worlds.

Kree, who had initially felt nothing, began to stir restlessly with his domineering divine power. As a god, Kree's path was naturally nothing other than liberating more people so that they could live better lives—a wish that was not uncommon in the multiverse.

But the power of the Overlord God comes from his inner desire for his wishes. Just by glancing at the solar system and seeing the servants, the bottom of the nests, and the current state of the workers in the forging world, his desire was a thousand times stronger than in the previous world, almost to the point that he wanted to destroy this universe.

This is the Warhammer world, a universe where humanity once enjoyed a brief period of glory in the Dark Ages, but began to decline after the Iron Man Rebellion caused by AI. It's a world of demons, aliens, xenomorphs, and dog shit, a true paradise for demons.

If this were the Great Crusade era, the Kree would rejoice, leading the army of the Lord of Mankind to sweep away all disobedient worlds and the aliens who have sinned against humanity.

But now, despite repeated victories, the territory is shrinking time and again.

The Great Rift has already begun to unfold in the Milky Way, and the Tyranids have placed their gene-stealers into a remote world.

Those distorted beliefs and bizarre customs have already emerged.

From a Kree's usual perspective, the Empire was already in a state of chaos: the Mechanicus, should be killed; the nobles, should be killed; the knights, should be killed; the merchant nobles, should be killed; the high lords, should be killed; the Inquisition, should be killed; the high command of the Astronautical Army, should be killed; the Council, should be killed; the upper-middle class of the Forge world, should be killed; the upper-middle class of the Hive world, should be killed; the lower-level gangs, should be killed; the Knight world, should be killed; the civilized world, should be killed; the state religion world, should be killed; the agricultural world…

At first glance, even among humans, it seems there's nothing that shouldn't be killed.

Ps:

Xenomorph: According to sacred doctrine, Xenomorph in Warhammer refers to anything that is not human, including even mutated humans that are not quite human.

The Emperor: Because of the events of the Primarch's rebellion many years ago, the toilet under the Emperor's buttocks was blown up. The Golden Throne and the Star Torch that the Emperor himself lit in the Warp are essential navigational beacons for human faster-than-light travel. In addition, he also has to plug a hole in the network to prevent Warp demons from attacking. To help the Emperor share some of his pain, 1000 Imperial psykers are usually burned a day for the Golden Toilet.

But in reality, this thing is just a small artifact from another ancient civilization.

However, the current situation is that once this thing is gone, it will take humanity several years to leave the solar system, at which point we will basically lose control of the Milky Way.

Chapter 546 Swimming in a Cigarette Pit (Tragic)

The moment Kree arrived in this world.

The first to react was not the human world.

Although the human world once ran rampant in the galaxy, bringing Thanksgiving to countless races, it is now in a precarious state.

The first to react was the Supreme Heaven, which had become even stronger because of the turmoil.