From Skaven to God-King of War

The Yellow Sand Planet was completely unified, and a grand celebration was held on the Yellow Sand Planet, spontaneously held by the gerbils who had joined the Rat People.

In that prophecy, at the end of the war, everyone would stand on the brighter side, not just the Wastelanders, but also the smart people in the fallen city-states.

That prophecy gave everyone a way out.

The chaos was over, the wasteland era was over, and a new tomorrow was about to begin. The media among the gerbils, the announcers of the radio towers in the surrendered fallen city-states, they happily announced the news here, with what seemed to be joy from the heart on their faces.

To be honest, the integration of these smart guys brought a lot of variables to the situation. For example, now, when the Rat People did not support and were not prepared to support, the managers of the surrendered city-states, those who once controlled this yellow sand world, gathered together.

Huangsha City, no one cares about the name and history of this city before. Everyone just knows that this city will rise up after today. Of course, this rise is not without any call. After all, the location occupied by this city has long been the capital of the former Sand Rat Empire.

This was once the most prosperous place on this planet. Until the advent of the nuclear war, it was destroyed most thoroughly. It once fell from a super city to a real desert until the subsequent appearance of the rats.

They decided to build a city in this desert, building a city out of thin air.

Large-scale water conservancy projects have begun. This planet is not short of water, but all the water is buried by the yellow sand. The rat engineers have always been good at large projects.

The establishment of Huangsha City has been prepared since three years ago. This year is the tenth year that the rats have come to this Huangsha planet. To be honest, it is a remarkable achievement to be able to conquer a planet in ten years, although Qi himself does not seem to be satisfied with this situation.

One large oasis after another was destroyed, and the water resources stored in them were introduced and poured into the yellow sand. Five large oases were destroyed in succession until light green grass began to grow on this barren desert.

Large drilling equipment has been prepared. Such a large equipment can go deep into the yellow sand and continuously dig the yellow sand 500 meters underground. The water on this planet is now stored in this layer, in the wet gravel.

How to use this water is a very troublesome problem. The rat engineers have come up with the most convenient solution. Every day, a large number of rat transports will go back and forth in this area, continuously spreading the wet gravel to this land.

Every day, the gravel will bury the green grass sprouting in this area, but the next day, these tiny blades of grass can often emerge again.

The grass that would have died in the sun like a flash in the pan survived with difficulty under the actions of the rats. The world changed because of this. Perhaps soon, this most dead desert will completely turn into an oasis and become a grassland again.

And the Yellow Sand City is the starting point of all these changes.

Rat people are not destroying everything. After all, the desert environment is also a trouble for them.

A huge steel tower stands in the center of the city, making a rumbling sound continuously. This is the excavation megastructure built by the rats. However, the protagonist today is not this spectacular megastructure, but another group of guys.

Outside the city, on the newly grown grass, a bright and beautiful manor was built. Today, on the day when the rats declared complete victory, a large number of decent gerbils gathered here.

Soothing golden age music echoed in the manor. A large number of equipment, decorations, food, drinks, and even social etiquette were all the styles of the golden age of gerbils.

They talked to each other and clinked glasses.

This is a group of servicers, a group of servicers with power.

When they clinked glasses, the first words they said to each other were a joke, "Long live the great rat people!" and after saying this, they smiled.

As a group of losers, they don't seem to think they have failed. They still think they are the masters of this planet, although the actual situation is indeed so.

The colonization and conquest war launched by the rat people against the gerbils was understood by them as a way to climb up with the help of the rat people, although such a way of life is inevitably a bit self-deceptive.

But in fact, the real situation is probably really similar to what they expected.

The number of rat people is too small. For the management of this planet, they simply cannot occupy all the rights. If the rat people want to control this planet stably, they are willing to cooperate with these former gerbil nobles, which is the most efficient and cheap way.

The rat people gather resources, occupy claims, and rule this planet in name, while these former gerbil nobles who surrendered actually control this planet.

As they chatted and toasted, greedy faces began to show. They certainly did not come here to celebrate, at least not just to celebrate.

They came here to jointly elect a person who would take charge, and then this person would have a conversation with the rats.

Becoming the person in charge is not necessarily a good thing, there will be dangers, but how should I put it, there are dangers, but there are also greater opportunities.

They certainly have their own confidence in doing these things. A large part of the Sand Rat Army has been corrupted by them and is willing to obey their orders. At the same time, in many secret places in this yellow sand world, they still have a large number of various things. This is not surprising, after all, they can be said to have inherited the most things from that golden age.

Can they afford to make waves? They can't, but it's disgusting to make a fuss. At least in a short period of time, the number of rats on the first expedition fleet of the rats, they can't completely control the Yellow Sand Star.

So no matter what, they always have to face such a situation. In general, it is not difficult to make some concessions.

The purpose of this group of guys for this banquet is to elect a joint person in charge, and the secret statement is more direct, to elect a president, to elect the president of this post-wasteland era.

This position is dangerous, but more guys are tempted by the benefits contained in it. These decent guys are arguing with each other at this moment.

Those excessive remarks were heard by the gerbil warriors guarding here. It can be seen that these guys have been preparing for such a plan for a long time. At this time, the guards of this manor are basically the gerbils who conquered this planet, and there are even some tall honorary gerbils who have been awarded medals.

Shazao is stationed outside this manor with a team of gerbil warriors. Listening to the extremely excessive words in the manor, his expression is very unpleasant, but in the end he still pretends that he didn't hear anything.

The rats will accept these meritorious gerbils as their own. Of course, if they undergo transformation surgery, a few operations, and take some drugs, they can surpass the limits of ordinary gerbils, become taller, and become stronger, but they will also be completely separated from ordinary gerbils.

Shazao is a die-hard fan of the rats. He survived one war after another until he got the medal and the hard-won opportunity. After being awarded the medal, he had the honor to stay in the rat fleet for a month.

However, the taste was not as wonderful as he imagined.

The rats separated these most elite gerbils from ordinary gerbils with this small operation, and they themselves, their attitude towards these guys was also unfriendly.

This chilled the hearts of many guys, but so what? The guys who have experienced this often can't go back.

Even if they get together with those ordinary gerbils, will those guys really accept them?

Has Shazao thought about this question?

He is willing to come here and guard the venue here because a former big man in this manor is not only willing to accept him, but also marry his daughter to him.

He now has a more complicated name, Asmodeus, Ryan.

Asmodeus is said to be the surname of an emperor of a gerbil country before the golden age.

This name seemed particularly glorious, but what bothered him more was the fear and vigilance in his father-in-law's eyes when he faced him.

He didn't know which side he should lean towards, so he just sat there.

Thinking of this, Shazao picked a fresh and tender grass leaf from the grass under him and put it in his mouth. It had a hint of sweetness.

These created aliens, they look powerful, but in fact they are the weakest. They are not accepted by both sides and can only exist as a tool.

In the manor, the argument has reached the final moment. Several gerbils who have overwhelmed most of the guys, these decent guys, they walked up to the high platform in the center of the manor.

On this high platform.

They talked about what they would do, sought more support from people, and made promises one after another. This process of concentrating power can be described as extremely peaceful and civilized.

Finally, the last person stayed on the platform, with an indescribable excitement on his face. If nothing unexpected happened, he would be the new speaker of the gerbils, the first president of the gerbils born after the wasteland era five hundred years later, and the final winner in this competition.

He gave a speech excitedly, amid the applause of everyone.

"I, Asmodeus, Neus, I! I! I will lead us to a brighter future!"

Of course, if nothing unexpected happened, this would be the most glorious moment of his life. He enjoyed this moment until many respectable guys on the field quieted down.

Without the warm applause and the attention, the moment of everyone's attention was interrupted, and everyone was looking at the sky with their mouths open at this moment.

What happened? The first president of the gerbils born after the wasteland era, he couldn't help but look up, wanting to see what those guys were looking at so fascinated.

Of course, he is also a little bit annoyed now, which is normal. After all, the sudden end of this highlight moment is really unpleasant. At this time, the fact that he can maintain his expression is already a manifestation of his sophistication.

Of course, when he really saw what was happening in the sky, his expression became the same as that of the other guys in the manor.

Above the sky, a hazy and flickering crack was torn open, and then a vague and chaotic world was revealed.

A huge warship took the lead and broke out of the torn crack. All this happened outside the Yellow Sand Star, very close to the Yellow Sand Star, so close that this huge warship had to increase the horsepower of the engine to cope with the gravity of the Yellow Sand Star after it poked its head out of the crack.

A huge warship arrived, no, not a huge warship, after this warship, a large number of warships emerged one after another, this is another complete fleet.

The Ratman Empire located the position of the Yellow Sand Star in the subspace and took the lead in opening the subspace passage leading to here.

The flag recovery made the affairs officers stop charging the Destroyer.

It seems that he is very lucky. He just happened to complete the conquest of this planet the day before the arrival of the Skaven Fleet. Of course, there are many problems facing this planet at present, but no matter what, this planet was conquered by him and the First Skaven Expedition Fleet.

There is a huge difference between completing it alone and completing it with assistance.

He is lucky.

And now, after the subspace channel between the Skaven Empire and the Yellow Sand Planet was officially opened, the ridiculous ideas of those ridiculous guys naturally became empty.

Thinking of something, Qi smiled at the command platform of the fleet.

It seems to be sneering at some guys.

Those stupid and pathetic guys, unable to defeat their opponents in the war, instead rely on some other ideas. Can't they understand a truth?

Will the things that they can't get on the battlefield return to them at this time when they offer everything and kneel on the ground and wag their tails humbly?

A group of stupid and pathetic fools!