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

The Astropaths were silent. It wasn't that they were unwilling to answer Anya's question, but they didn't know where to start.

Anya also realized this problem. She pointed to an astropath whose eyes were like milky-white candy balls and asked him to tell about his life.

"My whole life..." The Astropath's voice was not pleasant, which made Anya, who was used to the Eldar's song-like communication, very uncomfortable.

This astropath came from a barbaric world, and he did not want to recall the distant past when he was discriminated against by the locals. He only said that life was not easy, leaving enough space for the imagination of the Eldar sisters.

Later, the Black Ship came to their planet, and powerful warriors captured the psykers and stuffed them into the Black Ship's prison until the entire battleship could no longer accommodate new psykers.

The ship returned to Terra, and the psykers were sent to the academy for selection, where they would learn different knowledge according to their psionic tendencies.

Some people will become legal psykers in the military. Their clothing has a large number of protective markings and power suppressors, they have a cane made of rare materials that can channel their power, and they have psionic suppression crystals placed around their necks. Through a large number of of microcircuits to drain away excess subspace energy.

Even if each legitimate psyker undergoes inhumane training, the Imperial military has no respect for them.

Staying away, fear and suspicion are the most common attitudes.

Another group of psykers will be selected into the Astral Court, and they will bear the important responsibility of communication in the vast empire.

The most stable and loyal group of people in the Star Torch Court will be selected into the Star Torch Court. They will become the Emperor's Chosen and have the honor to see the great Star Torch. Then they will be drained of their spiritual energy and gradually die.

Of course, the astropath did not know this knowledge. He only told about the gifts that the astropath should receive.

However, this gift is more like a cruel torture in the ears of the Eldar sisters.

The hoarse voice weaves the outline of the soul binding ceremony, and the withered and pale face of each astropath will bloom with ecstatic satisfaction at this word.

Pursuing the stain of body and soul, the Astropath prepares himself to face the Emperor's fire.

Staying sane under the scorching flames is a luxury, and astropaths are tortured to the point of permanent blindness, and may even lose their senses of taste, smell, and hearing.

"This is proof that the Emperor has left his mark on our humble bodies. For a brief moment, the great Lord of Mankind casts his gaze upon us sinners..."

The Astropaths all performed the Aquila Ceremony, praising the Emperor's mercy and greatness.

Their disturbing white eyes and empty sockets sent a chill down the spines of the Eldar sisters.

"Aren't you afraid? Put your mind completely in the subspace. Those malicious beings will lick your soul with their tongues and measure your body with their teeth... That kind of terror... is simply unbearable... .You will become deformed and become the devil's plaything." Yawensi said, she could not understand the Astropath's fearlessness towards the subspace. After all, in Ark, they had been preaching to avoid the subspace instead of facing the subspace directly.

The Astropath tilted his head in confusion, "As a human being, you will always die. Just like the monks Astartes who are like gods, living is serving, and there is no rest after death. Life is a coin in the hands of the God-Emperor, everything Sacrifice only for the perpetuation of humanity.”

Although the Astropath's voice was hoarse and weak, these words hit Yawensi and Anya's hearts like a heavy hammer. They stared blankly at the rickety and thin Astropath in front of them.

Before, Anya felt a bit contemptuous, but now she was only shocked.

In silence, Anya used the spirit bones to piece together a rune. She studied the path of a craftsman, and she was very good at making tools. When the spiritual talent that the Eldar had suppressed for a long time was released a little, she would be able to make more complex and practical tools.

"Let's start studying and hopefully you'll be smarter."

......

The cafeteria galaxy is quite peaceful, and everything is running in an orderly manner.

In the square room, Chagatai Khan sat obediently on a chair, and the large and sturdy table was full of government documents.

How many files a person tall has he processed? A hundred stacks? Two hundred stacks? Jaghatai was unwilling to record these boring numbers. If he could, he would rather cut his brain in half, with one half used for processing paperwork and the other half imagining the happy scene of riding an iron horse.

"Ah..." Feeling that he could no longer endure this kind of torture, Chagatai covered his face in melancholy. He would rather fight sleeplessly on the battlefield than face a stack of paper in the room. Wasted time.

"It's okay Chagatai, you will get over it soon. As soon as today is over, you will be liberated." Chagatai's writing hand moved quickly. Although he complained on his lips and felt bored in his heart, as the original body, he He wouldn't neglect his duties at work, especially since he wouldn't have to do this kind of work for the rest of his life.

It's all that brat's fault, and Perturabo's!

Jaghatai frowned and thought with a hint of anger.

Odemair established a pluralistic government, with water caste officials and mortal officials from the Tau Empire handling government affairs. Seeing such a scene, Lin Fan suddenly mentioned: Space Marines and Primarchs can also participate in government management.

At that time, Chagatai's heart skipped a beat. Before he could speak, Perturabo had already stood up eagerly, saying that he could improve the efficiency of government affairs several times.

Perturabo was eager, but he also secretly mocked Dorne. The two primarchs had a clear understanding of each other. They narrowed their eyes and settled on the bet, making it difficult for Jaghatai standing aside to refuse.

"It's not impossible." Odemeyer was very interested in this proposal. "You take the Space Marines to replace the officials of the Government Affairs Council for a month to see the situation, and then I will rearrange the government affairs structure based on your results. They are already very good. I haven’t rested for a long time, so it’s time to take a short vacation to relax.”

"Okay! Dear lady!" The louder Perturabo roared, the more Jaghatai wanted to hit someone. He really couldn't stand the two pressure monsters, Perturabo and Dorn.

Whenever Perturabo saw Odemair's white coat, he would lick his face and lean in to ask questions, like a panting pug puppy.

Chagatai certainly had no objection to Odemeyer. The scientist of this golden age not only possessed admirable knowledge and almost infinite work energy, but also had a humble heart beneath his unkempt appearance.

She is a golden person, rare and powerful, but she has never shown any arrogance in front of anyone.

She always treats the Tau and the Eldar as equals.

"I really don't know what kind of era Ms. Odemeyer has witnessed before she has such a mentality..."

Thinking of this, Chagatai's irritable heart felt a little calmer. He felt that he could see the glory of the past in his lifetime.