Warhammer: Rise of the Star Gods

It was midnight and Sigma was working in the Arctic Palace.

Orperson commanded the legion in battle and overused his brain. After the battle, he gave his head a burst of plasma and waited for the rebirth CD. Now the countdown has not ended yet.

The bags under the eyes of Hedul, John and his team are almost drooping to the corners of their mouths. If they are given more tasks, they will probably rebel.

Therefore, Sigma has to deal with all the remaining things by himself.

It is true that intelligent control systems can help solve many problems, but they cannot solve all problems.

The high casualty rate of the human army has caused some turbulence in the controlled area. Although the overall situation can be controlled, humans themselves have complaints about this behavior.

They could not understand the significance of this battle, nor could they see the benefits that would be gained. They could only see the shrouds of their relatives and friends. No one could be happy.

Fortunately, those nobles were very obedient and took the blame consciously - those who should be shot out did so, and those who should have their property confiscated had their property confiscated.

They even formed several noble armies to make up for the problem that regular legion soldiers could not bring themselves to attack Eldar women and the elderly and children.

Thinking of this, Sigma felt that Zhang Lingyou's remote animal husbandry was truly unique in the world, and it was also rare for cyber life to be so self-aware.

His thoughts could not continue to wander as the heavy workload brought his consciousness back to the dull reality.

What catches your eye is the red 99+ message pop-up box, and the background is the military newspaper that has been downloaded. These all need to be reviewed and signed in person.

[That old man doesn't care about government affairs at all. I'll give that guy some money someday, just as overtime pay...]

"Before becoming a Star God, I was a worker. After becoming a Star God, I still have to work... Then wouldn't my work as a Star God be in vain?"

The teasing voice echoed in the empty service hall, and Sigma was so scared that he poked his finger through the holographic projection in his hand.

"Fuck, when did you come back?"

"A month before I came back, I was fighting in the subspace. I had to overhaul the main machine and debug the spare machine, which took some time.

Also, I am not as old as you, you are the old one."

Sigma: ...

Sigma, who wanted to complain about his work pressure in the hope of relieving stress, stopped complaining in order to get money.

“It’s normal to be under a lot of pressure. There’s still a lot of time to come. You’ve suffered a lot now, and you can continue to suffer more in the future.

Just write me a note for what you want, as long as it's not too extravagant, I'll approve it for you."

In consideration of the 10 billion yuan subsidy, Sigma's throbbing veins instantly disappeared and he returned to his sunny and warm smile.

Back in the interstellar space, Zhang Lingyou continued his move.

The newly opened space reset vibrator is being assembled, which is a slow and painstaking process.

For the first batch of test machines, each component is specially made and the interfaces need to heal slowly and cannot be rushed.

For other things, just check in every day to make sure they are still in the plan.

Of course, the workload in the world is not conserved. The workload can easily increase out of thin air, but it is extremely difficult to disappear.

When Zhang Ling is wandering around, someone is about to drop a little pearl.

For example, Yuanbo, as the regent of the central heaven of the former Zhendan Dynasty, has both combat power and ability to handle government affairs.

After learning about the system in Zhang Lingyou's place, he discovered a big problem - the Star God wanted to rebuild the order, but currently had not established a prototype of the system.

Therefore, at the post-war summary meeting, Yuan Bo clearly pointed out that a preliminary charter should be established, at least to limit the handling of internal affairs.

Simply relying on the strong to decide everything will not cause any problems during combat in the material universe. The two star gods have the ability to solve the problem.

But what about the future?

If we still use the same method when we reach the Sea of ​​Souls or even other universes, it definitely won't work.

If the span of control is too large, delays in communication combined with lack of habit can easily lead to incidents.

Yuanbo’s solution to this problem was to establish an accounting system.

The core idea is that it is okay not to treat people as human beings, but the population should be treated as productive forces and tools of production. You can use them, but don’t waste them.

Give the lower classes a basic sense of security and create a stable and seemingly peaceful environment.

Adhering to the principle of whoever proposes is responsible, Zhang Lingyou gave the task to Yuanbo after expressing his opinion that it made sense.

Naturally, Bilong grabbed his brothers and sisters to help. Apart from eating and sleeping, the dragon sons were writing regulations.

That day, Huifeng came to visit Zhang Lingyou.

Gray Wind: "What are you doing?"

"I signed a note for Sigma. He wrote two extra zeros, but I decided to pass it..."

"Take a look at this after you review it. Yuan Bo and the others also got a copy. We think there is a conspiracy, but the other party's behavior is not right. You come and take a look."

When I took the video, what I saw was the dark and empty background of space.

With green lights crisscrossing, bizarre beams of psychic energy began to illuminate this world.

A huge life form roared, invisible waves flashed, and the interwoven light was obviously distorted, and even broke.

Hundreds of world engines leaped out and attacked the life form.

After a fierce battle, the remaining dozen or so world engines fired again, smashing the life form into countless pieces.

"Necrons crushing Nightbringers?"

"The core idea is that the process... a small number of real people are mixed in the spliced ​​editing video."

Zhang Lingyou thought about it and found that he did not receive similar news in the first place, so he asked whether other races had also received related videos.

Gray Wind gave an affirmative answer: "

Yes, this is a mass video. We sent it in a targeted manner, and the direction is very clear.

The rest is mainly about information bombardment.”

"And then? No movement at the well?"

"This is exactly the problem. The main force is not moving, and the outer fortifications are being reinforced... It's all a problem with the defense line."

The first reasonable explanation that Zhang Lingyou thought of was that Qatar wanted to use this opportunity to weaken the fear of the Star God among all races and try to create a small rebellion.

"It's hard to say. What if those races rebel? Even if humans want to rebel, it's useless..."

Yuan Bo's denial changed the direction, and everyone looked at Huifeng, their eyes were self-evident.

"What are you looking at me for?

This movie is full of cheap special effects, without any valuable information. Watching it any longer is just poison to the eyes. How can it fool me?

How could I not see such an obvious provocation?"

Suddenly, Zhaoming thought of something and said:

Those three old guys started to defend, right?

We should not look at whether the video is true or not, but what message the other party wants to convey.

It is a great mockery to smash a star god with energy weapons.

The video research is not very meaningful, but it is extremely insulting!

We can take this as a provocation, an invitation for us to attack."

Zhaoming's words were not very nutritious, and Yuanbo and Miaoying's eyes lit up.

The mockery did exist, but the actual purpose was to mock Zhang Lingyou - to show that his level was only capable of such childish tricks.

"Well, it seems that they really want us to attack.

This is a kind of psychological warfare, and we cannot help but respond..."

"Otherwise, you're not really going to go, are you?"

Zhang Lingyou was very confused after being interrupted: "To respond... the only way is to fight back?"

"Then what else can you do?"

The gods are amazed.

"If you give them a portion of grapes but prevent them from eating them, then we can only say that the grapes are sour."

"???"