Traveling through the Warhammer world, but I didn’t cry.

This may be the only decent place left in the hive. At least you can still see a complete table and wooden stools that have not been burned as firewood.

A group of people sat around a simple table. The armor and clothes on their bodies looked like they had not been changed for a long time, except for a few wipes.

The people in this room each have a higher status than the last, and it is rare to see so many prominent people gathered together in silence.

A group of women with strong muscles and well-proportioned and healthy figures, but they did not wear any clothes or armor, and simply covered their graceful bodies with a piece of rag.

The woman kneeling at the front lowered her head to the ground, with only an iron whip with thorns in front of her.

"Please punish us!"

The woman's voice was trembling and regretful, and was not as powerful as expected.

In front of her was a young man wearing an ordinary Krieger uniform, but the man did not feel happy about such a scene. Instead, he showed anger and confusion.

"I said...who came up with this idea?"

Lin Fan glanced around and looked at the people who came to the meeting with suspicion.

Bishop Marian slipped and knelt and flew to Lin Fan's feet, which shocked Lin Fan.

You guys must have rehearsed this in advance.

Bishop Marion spoke, his voice old and heavy, "Saint!"

"Don't call me a saint. If you call me a saint again, you will never see the Golden Throne in your life."

"Uh..." It could be seen that Lin Fan's threat was very effective. Bishop Marian's unshakable face collapsed.

"Holy...Lord Soap..."

"Ok?"

"Ahem, Mr. Soap."

Seeing that Lin Fan did not object to the title, Bishop Marian continued to explain the behavior of the nuns.

"They felt that their sins were serious. They were so stupid that they were deceived by the devil and became the executioners who destroyed the city..."

"So they think letting me whip them to death one by one is atonement?"

"Everything is decided by you. How can I, a bishop, dare to speak nonsense?"

Lin Fan frowned melancholy. He did not bother about the heresy trial of these nuns during the war, but turned to ask Judge Omar.

"How are the statistics on the hive city now? How many living people are there in this place? How many facilities can be put into production?"

Inquisitor Omar silently picked up the data tablet in his hand. In the past few days, he and the remaining imperial army have been rescuing survivors in the ruined Memeril Hive.

The military has always been very effective in handling this situation. For those who want to satisfy their selfish desires in the chaos, all they are left with is bayonets and bullets, and there is absolutely no room for negotiation.

"Needless to say, the Scrap Steel Plain, as the largest mining and industrial production facility on the planet, is already a pure no-man's land. The peripheral transportation lines are gone, the processing plant area in the middle ring area is gone, and the core power station is gone. It's been exploding in the past few days, and if you go there, you'll just be sent away by excessive radiation."

Clicking on the screen, it seemed that he was going to talk about the situation in the hive city. Omar sighed deeply, which made Lin Fan's heart even heavier and made him kneeling on the ground almost naked. The nuns felt fear and remorse.

Some muffled cries could still be heard vaguely.

"Memeril Hive had 150 billion residents before the war. When the war broke out, 5000 million PDFs (Planetary Defense Forces, abbreviated from now on) were mobilized. About 3000 million people died in the battle with the enemy and material control. .”

"But these were still acceptable casualties. Afterwards, the church established tens of thousands of the Atonement Army, some of which went to the battlefield, and most of which stayed in the nest, and cooperated with the Sisters and the Crusaders who had been completely destroyed... Creating tragedy."

"More than 20 billion people in the hive city died in the religious trials, and more than 40 billion people died in the violent reaction when sinking into the subspace. Most of them were swallowed by the demonized ground, or were directly evaporated by the eyes of the sky. The blood..."

"The food circulation facilities in the hive have collapsed, the air maintenance system is barely functional, and a large number of daily production facilities... With all due respect, the nuns have been too thorough in cleaning up the mechanical priests. We may not be able to find so many knowledgeable people. people to operate these devices."

"The 1500 million recruits stationed in the hive suffered heavy casualties. On the frontal battlefield, except for the Krieg Legion, almost all legions fell into desperate suicide and internal massacre when Roshan and the illusion appeared."

"We only have...about 3 Krieg soldiers left and 54 remnants of other legions, but we can still recruit some people to maintain order."

"How many people did the army originally have?"

"Two million Krieg troops and 200 million other soldiers."

After listening to Omar's description, Lin Fan sighed, "So now, there are only half of the living people left on this barren planet."

"It can be calculated like this. According to calculations and my experience, this bad situation will continue for about a few decades. Then the entire planet will be dead with more than 20 billion people left, and it can be redeveloped. The remaining equipment is just right. can sustain the needs of these people.”

Lin Fan waved his hand to indicate that he understood, then walked in front of Sister Serena, picked up the whip and gave it a sharp blow.

The snap sounded terrifying, but none of the nuns trembled. They were ready.

"You heard everything, right? Do you know what crimes you are guilty of now?"

"I am unforgivable, and so are the Sisters. We have defiled the Emperor's faith..."

"Then do you know how you can atone for your sins?"

"We...we should be sent to the most desperate battlefield, to die in repentance and contempt, without a throne to protect our souls, we just want to be able to..."

"Can you be forgiven? Chi!"

Lin Fan sneered and threw the whip to the ground. This made Sister Selina even more frightened, but she could only press her forehead against the cold floor and remain motionless.

"Look up now, what is this?"

Sister Selina looked at it cringingly, it was a shovel covered with mud, "This is a shovel."

"Very well, you have to atone for your sins, but instead of going to the battlefield, all you have to do is build up all the things you smashed!"

Lin Fan patted Sister Serena on the shoulder, "Are you good at destruction? Then are you good at construction? If you really feel guilty for your crimes, go down below and take care of the common people. Many people still I don’t have enough to eat.”

"Bishop Marian! Take them away and send them to the nest to let them work and let them help others. I saw them all along the way. There are only a few strong ones. These nuns can do some heavy work. "

Bishop Marion stood up and retreated with the nuns.

Judge Omar took a few steps closer, a little worried, "I don't really understand... There is actually no work to do down there. I don't mean that cleaning up the ruins is useless, but compared to the problem of food... I think A bad environment is conducive to our better elimination..."

"Killing out some people? Is this what you are saying? We have suffered so much, so many people have died, and so many blood and tears have been shed. In the end, instead of saving the planet, we have sent these poor guys to hell? We and What’s the difference between Chaos Demons?”

"But our food is indeed a big problem... Even for repairing production equipment, we are short of a large number of qualified steel parts."

"Tithe Warehouse."

"what?"

"Tithe tax warehouse! What? Do you need me to repeat it?"

Judge Omar swallowed nervously. Looking at Lin Fan, he felt that this was not a joke.

"Only death and taxes cannot be avoided... If this planet fails to pay its taxes, we are likely to be labeled as heretics. Mr. Soap, you must know that the throne is too far and the taxing fleet is too close... Our The application may only be accepted by the Terran Government Affairs Council after the planet is destroyed...not to mention, the whole body will be affected by the slightest move..."

Lin Fan knew what Omar was worried about. The distance of the planet and the backwardness of communication made the transmission of any information so delayed. The destruction of many worlds was not due to the failure to send out distress signals.

Instead, the rescue fleet went through a long process of information transmission and complex political review before it could be dispatched.

By the time the reinforcements arrive, either the turmoil will end and the journey will be in vain, or there will be no living person on the entire planet, and the fleet will leave some troops behind and start recolonizing.

Issues affecting the whole body are more complicated and critical. No one can be sure whether these tithes are urgently needed.

Maybe your planet has accumulated supplies for hundreds of years, which were taken away by the expedition fleet and used to support the doomsday battlefield in the next star region.

The armaments, food and supplies that had been accumulated for more than a hundred years became the last straw for the imperial army to crush the enemy.

But what if the tax is not paid? Perhaps the imperial army was short of supplies for a legion due to this battle, and its flank defenses collapsed, and were annihilated by orcs or various aliens.

Finally, decades later, those aliens came to your world, and you paid the price in blood.

The entire planet fell, and everyone turned into slaves and food for the aliens.

"....Let me think about it again...You go down first, manage the food rations, and give me a few days."

"Okay, Mr. Soap."

Inquisitor Omar resigned, he still had much work to do.

Lin Fan sighed and sat on the ground. He really couldn't afford to bet whether the materials in this warehouse would become an urgent need in a war zone. After all, wars in the empire were too frequent.

After the emperor exploded the golden flower, he was disconnected again, and he didn't know that he was fighting with the evil god.

A figure jumped out from the shadows and covered Lin Fan's eyes.

"Guess who I am~"

Good night. Good night? I can replace your eyeballs and brain so you don't need to sleep.