Chapter 96: Noah's Star Torch Ignites (Part 1)

Ryan was still going through the process, and needed 4752 tax ships to sign various agreements. As a dark angel, Monquin had already strode towards Jerlang and Ander. His burly figure with great oppression covered the bodies of the two. He was silent with the temperament of an Astartes veteran, which made Jerlang feel that his replaced organs and metal body had become inoperable and almost went into shock.

But out of adherence to the imperial decree, Jerlang still gritted his teeth and calmed down, saying in a trembling voice:

"Who are you! How dare you blaspheme the name of Holy Terra!"

Snap!

Monquin gently twisted Jerlang's head, causing him to faint, but did not kill him.

He hated arguing with others, even if they could explain things clearly, but this was not Monquin's character.

He looked at Ander, who was from the Imperial Navy, and recognized the captain's uniform, and said:

"Now drive the ship to dock at the Durya Starport, and a special official will come to meet you and transport all the materials on this ship to the land. After that, the Second Terra will requisition this tax collection ship, and we will submit a report to the Holy Terra Administrative Council and the Regent."

Ander subconsciously replied "Received, sir!"

But he realized that he didn't know whether these people who suddenly appeared in front of him were enemies, and he was stunned for a while.

It is certain that the Seventh Terra can mobilize 70 Space Marine Legions, and there are still 70 Agitos or psykers comparable to the Primarch. The custody of Holy Terra is to ask Kate for permission and directly issue the legal certificate of the Seventh Terra.

The mechanical base has not yet floated from the subspace, and the corresponding Zheroutens boundary position below has marked the position of Nozheroutens for the Emperor.

Several guards looked at Ander with pity, and it turned out that the officials of the Empire were under so little pressure that they all stopped talking nonsense.

Ender's tone was low and calm. As a tax officer, I also took a professional speech course. His old body burst out with terrible momentum, but it had no effect on the guards.

Zhai Rou had been thinking about that problem for the past few days, but now she had to build the corresponding building of Nognus's reality first.

The crew members became depressed, thinking that before we were used up, Xiaodi would be killed.

The eight-shift system ensured that every worker did not have enough rest time, and the working environment was dangerous. Compared with the life in the nest city later, it was simply the difference between heaven and hell.

Zhai Rou's mind was being hit by various information again and again. The Seventh Terra was doing the Star Torch!

"And you also cleaned up all the people who were boarding under your ships. We didn't have to spread negative news about you before we left, and there were many channels willing to do business with you. These famous white markets and lost worlds hate the imperial decree."

And there are also psychics who have not undergone regression surgery or whose own strength is too weak. They were temporarily isolated from the subspace by themselves, so that we can make plans before completing the training of Hatax.

In the eyes of the emperor, those people finally overlapped with the blue elves in my impression, and they really appeared in front of me like small chess pieces.

The emperor has not been able to use Ryan's domain ability. Whether it is Agito or Nexus, he can use it as if he had an arm.

Zhai Routeng gritted his teeth and decided to die.

If he is sure that even that matter is to help us, then he really doesn't take us, the Astar Torch, seriously.

Before retreating into the Jelanglin ecosystem, the psychics who had undergone frontal lobe surgery were unable to take care of themselves and were placed in the innermost layer. The Emperor used the psychic power of Maduria, which he still did not know and had absorbed for a long time, to place a number of psychic spell areas to stabilize the power of those psychics.

However, how to control the Seventh Terra's Star Torch to the level of biogas power generation, or to stop spewing demons once it was ignited, was not a problem that the Emperor had to solve.

A series of bright red tax orders were transmitted to the communication systems of those spacecrafts. At this time, their communication codes had not been registered, and it was too late to run away.

There were not many holy Terrans among us, after all, taxation work was more important.

We had not yet begun to be unfamiliar with the system of the empire, knowing that Zhai Rou was the supreme lord, and at the same time, the Kate we believed in was not the Lord of Mankind.

It was a pity that the faceless ones finally put on their helmets on the moon. After all, they could joke with their lives. We were Kate's currency and could not be consumed in such a place for no reason.

In this way, neither the Hatax Academy of the Seventh Terra nor the Nozairouten entity on the moon can directly retreat into the mechanical base where Kate is.

When Holy Terra would never use that method, because the subspace location corresponding to the Golden Throne has not become a violent subspace storm cesspool inferior to the Eye of Terror as soon as Kate moves her butt.

"Hahaha! You said that the Emperor would forget you!"

Although the architectural style of the cafeteria is simple, it is inefficient and small, enough to accommodate the outsiders.

After all, the loyalty of the Terrans is arguable, but our tense nerves make everything look like heresy and cultists, and we have long become the twisted gears of the Empire's hot and cold huge machine that should really lose its cooling capacity and gradually decay.

Even in Holy Terra, no one would use precious land resources to build such a cafeteria.

And we who have not become citizens of the Seventh Terra decades ago may hate that we have to beat ourselves up a few times.

"Why are you still pretending like that? Those ugly heretics actually pronounced Kate's name in such a casual and nervous tone when praying outside at night, and prayed to another name. It's simply outrageous! Take out their shackles and bind you and whip you! Make you hate and condemn you in pain, and prove your loyalty to Kate!"

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As expected, the trade ships close to the process were deemed to have no illegal business practices and were required to pay fines and taxes.

But once that light was ignited, it would never be extinguished again.

Monquin's labor force lost their new jobs, and most of them were engaged in absolutely dangerous work. While ensuring the internal economic cycle of the planet, without the support of 4752 tax collection ships, Monquin's cutting-edge labor machinery was able to provide all its power to the construction of Nognus.

The resources released to the surface are weapons, minerals and common materials that can be called strategic materials. As for food and population resources, they are what the Seventh Terra needs.

The Emperor has sent officials from Hatax to the satellite to collect these potential psychic awakeners. There is even a certain number of frontal lobe surgery under the 4752 tax collection ship, which is reserved for the psychic group of Holy Terra.

I may really use psychics to fill the outside, which is no different from the empire I want to change?

In order to avoid accidents, the Emperor also plans to build the prototype of Nognus on the moon of Zhe Roulin, dig a pit of sufficient depth directly on the moon, and use the higher gravity of the satellite to reduce the difficulty of the project.

"Why are you running? You are running! You haven't paid taxes eight times in all those years, but every time you meet a new tax collection ship, you are still treated as a merchant ship that has paid taxes. You ran away that time, what will you do next time you meet it?"

The ship finished adjusting the sailing speed and gradually sailed towards the star port. The other ships that stayed at the Monquin star port were like mice seeing a cat, especially panicked when they saw the tax collection ship.

Because the Seventh Terra has never had such a weird loyalty education as 40K, the Seventh Terra could not develop smoothly in the direction expected by the Emperor, but became another crazy imperial planet, waiting to die in decay, and doing sit-ups intermittently.

The tax collection ship, which only eats and vomits, actually unloaded the collected taxes from our ship's cargo hold in front of the police station's unmanned ship and gradually released them towards the surface of Monquin.

"Star, Star Torch!"

As I thought, these high-level psychics who were regarded as time bombs actually had no control measures, allowing us to walk in that building that we ourselves could only call grand, even to work and play.

"Although there is a supreme lord in the Seventh Terra, it is not their responsibility to collect taxes, so how could they let you off the hook?"

But after a long time, our ships did not receive any information, as if the staff of these tax collection ships did not see us.

In the eyes of the Emperor, the Jerlanglin ecosystem, which could leak or even collapse at any time, is really dangerous, although all the buildings and structures in it meet the standards of the Empire.

Come on, this is the Seventh Terra, the Holy Terra!

These lords and nobles must save every bit of resources and contribute to the Empire.

Thousands of mechanical structures were completed on the surface of Monquin and then sent to the moon.

"Oh my god, without Kate's power, making the Star Torch will only attract endless subspace storms, even demons and even Tyranids! It is indeed a terrible ritual to plot to harm the empire. Kate, the human empire is not in danger yet!"

There is no class system in the past. All families are citizens who contribute to the construction of the Seventh Terra. It doesn't matter if he trusts Kate less and you trust Noah less. Is there any unified standard?

It's just that the old junior is obviously more patient than us. Is there any clear requirement for the code of conduct of civil servants in the Holy Terra?

It seems that there is no regulation requiring those so-called Seventh Terra administrators to maintain a certain manner and courtesy.

But for the psychic nature of Maduria, Zhai Rou still doesn't understand what is unique about it.

"Yes, mate, it's not too late to run away now. If you run away after receiving the broadcast from the tax collection ship, you will really become a criminal who evades taxes!"

That doesn't mean that the Seventh Terra itself is too powerful. Its fist is still small enough to have no persuasive power.

It's just psykers. The captain and tax collector of 4752 are also locked up there. There will be no special personnel to explain to us what the Seventh Terra wants to do. It's just to trouble Kate, an old man, to appear every time to persuade others.

"I am the Supreme Lord Ryan Weir. You should be able to find my roster information. Just obey my orders. This does not violate any imperial law."

Tizca and Claude's faces became serious. They carefully bypassed the old man with abnormal mental state, and then quickly rushed to line up.

There is no doubt that the Seventh Terra collected psykers and established a base on the moon to perform evil rituals in the subspace, just like Maduria who stirred the ritual of the cursed in Fenweis.

Zhai Rou stretched out her hand, and the guards looked at the tax officer in confusion. It was said that the old man was less than 170 years old and was a civil servant of the Empire like us.

When Zhai Rou built the Star Torch on the eve of the small expedition, the entire Himalayas was almost hollowed out. Only a few mechanical priests transferred from Mars were qualified to be workers, and special mortals were not even qualified to participate in the construction.

Just like for Holy Terra, the moon was called Luna.

Of course, the Space Marines suggested using controlled equivalent cyclone torpedoes for bombing, but Zhai Rou rejected it.

After the 700 people sent by the First Company of the Seventh Terra boarded the spacecraft, these Space Marines were not able to automatically adjust the air pressure system of the power armor, and they walked briskly on the surface of the satellite without any influence.

The sub-star torch closed his eyes in disappointment and watched these working spacecrafts approaching gradually.

It was like simply changing his light power to another energy source to drive it, or the form of telekinesis, and there was no difference in performance.

It's not that the total amount of psychic energy is indeed a little less. At most, in Zhai Rou's own judgment, none of the psychic awakeners I have seen can surpass the fragments of Maduria.

But the people on the ground at this time don't have so few ideas. The citizens of the Seventh Terra have not yet gotten used to the comfortable life that Zhai Rou has arranged for us as soon as we leave the mother planet.

But relying on the understanding of Zhai Rou during that time in Yaxingju, knowing that the mysterious and unseen supreme lord who can tame the warp is not such an indifferent ruler, I am still willing to do some work.

"Second officer Yaxingju, if you still notify the captain, hurry up and run."

However, when Ander left the confinement room and prepared to face his death sentence, or even more terrible physical pain, I only saw these guards asking me to go to the cafeteria area to eat in a patient but friendly manner.

Several crew members persuaded Zhai Routeng that we should not have too little hope for this supreme lord. He is a lowly little person who probably doesn't care about us. How could he remember the old friendship and openly follow the imperial law?

A spaceship with 700 people on board, led by a Space Marine, was about to go to the surface of the satellite as a defense force.

And these stunned crew members soon discovered a scene that shocked us even more.

"Oh, by the way, Zhai Rou's office is on the top floor 245. If you want to go to the surface of Monquin, please use the identity card issued earlier. You will be teleported to the small hall of the seventh Terra Hatax."

Today, the people of Hatax knew that it was a small day.

Under the surprised gaze of the captain, the central control system of 4752 had not passed the verification smoothly, proving that what he said was true.

After all, the former took control of a planet in a blink of an eye, and eight Space Marine regiments had served him. No matter how you look at it, it has nothing to do with the regent himself.

Forget it, let's keep exploring first. If the star torch in the warp space is ignited with pure light power, it may drain Zhai Rou instantly.

The population resources collected by the tax collection ship are placed under the satellite of Monquin. We need to identify our home planet and population culture one by one. We will come to the surface and integrate into the Seventh Terra before receiving the most basic education of the Seventh Terra.

Zhai Rou can be "released" for that reason. The Emperor really wants to see whether, with the help of Kate, through the efforts of the Seventh Terra itself, a stubborn imperial official can recognize the existence of the Seventh Terra.

Zhai Rou's satellite is called Jielanglin, which is said to be the name of the male god found by the first batch of colonists carefully from some cultures circulated in Holy Terra.

Although the Nognus is only a prototype to verify the feasibility of the theory, it can still illuminate the star area and guide the route for the time being.

Thanks to the Empire's education of loyalty, few crew members of 4752 heard the name of the Seventh Terra, and there was a lot of chaos before they handed over all the taxes to us.

The Seventh Terra ground launch port was directly inherited from Monquin. The brand was changed, and the technicians were all the same.

Before unloading all the cargo, 4752 gradually landed on the moon and became a semi-permanent support base, hanging the Seventh Terra logo - in fact, it was just the eagle head on the left painted silver.

The Emperor directly pulled a whole ship into Hatax, allowing people to see the center of the Noah Webway being built, some light from Nognus.

There must be pure subspace energy to ignite the Star Torch, which is like others using biogas to generate electricity, while he is directly burning feces.

Tax officer Ander was finally released from the confinement room of Hatax on the moon. I cursed everything I saw, thinking that it was a despicable action against the Empire constructed by Chaos.

Even Zhai Rou couldn't admit that the administrators of Holy Terra were dedicated to their duties.

The deep pit that stretched for hundreds of kilometers was gradually expanded by the meteorite crater on the surface of Jielanglin. If we still rely on machinery to dig up, we still know when we will finish digging.

The old man we know stood in front of us like a pillar, so we had to remind him.

If the Emperor wants to rebuild an empire that has been invaded, he must put this machine to rest.

But if we use psychic energy to ignite the finite energy of the subspace, we will have to worry about energy problems.

"Here, Mr. Ander, that's your number plate. If he feels comfortable in a single room, he can continue to live there. But you have to take care of your daily diet and travel. Do you have enough people to take care of your life and work?"

Then, the staff's spaceship flew out of the tax collection ship, scanning the information of other ships docked in the star port and registering taxes.

After a dizzy spell, the crew had to temporarily doubt that it was a mysterious plan of the Empire or even the Regent himself, in order to rebuild a Star Torch and Webway to share Kate's pressure.

Ryan said lightly, sitting behind the command table, observing the internal structure of the tax collection ship and accessing the ship's control system.

Theoretically, my supreme lord status cannot command and control any imperial ship, there is no doubt about that.

Even facing the 80 billion people of Monquin, the citizens have no sense of superiority. Instead, they sympathize with the oppressed 71 billion people of the hive city and accept that we are gradually regressing to the status of citizens of the Seventh Terra with sound personalities and weak bodies.

So, Ender, with a confused look on his face, was "sent" to the entrance of the cafeteria by the guards with his ID card and a new uniform. He looked at the psykers who came and went without any restraint equipment and took a step out.

"You heard that the work in Holy Terra is a hundred times more tedious than yours. God, I must have transferred you there before. If you become that stupid, your mother will beat you to death while muttering the names of Kate and Noah."

Or is the power of this supreme lord not yet at that level!

If Papa Smurf heard that there was no big kid under his command who was suffocating in the ground space for wearing a helmet to show off, I guess the Astartes Codex would have to have fewer entries.

And after that secret is completed, we will never be able to leave the Seventh Terra.

Two older voices came from behind. Tizca and Claude were running over with plates in their hands. We had just finished our homework and were teleported down from the ground. We were in order to catch up with the first ignition of Nognus.

Before being trained, a number of skilled workers were used to maintain the labor machines themselves, and to learn the techniques of maintaining Nognus in the past.

Hataka laughed a little, and excitedly left the other crew members and ran to our captain's office to report.

With this step, we are ready to run away. After all, when the tax collection ship reacts, it will come up with a list and collect taxes from our trade ships again.

"Sir, although there are enough food resources, you must finish your meal slowly, otherwise you will miss a big show!"

The officials of Monquin's original administrative agency were still part of the imperial administrative system. Before being conquered by the Seventh Terra, they contacted the staff of the tax collection ship in an unorganized manner.

To be honest, judging from the tone of the sub-star torch, when the tax ship was gone, it was more terrifying than chaos and aliens in the eyes of us ordinary people.

We didn't want to miss the process of Nognus's first ignition. You know, the construction of the star torch was not done without the efforts of our Hartax students.

At this time, Zhai Routeng's merchant ship was broken next to the tax ship. He watched the hatch open. This was a sign that the tax ship was about to collect taxes from the planet. He sighed. Even the lowest lord could stop the tax ship from collecting taxes?

Because I haven't lived in a single room yet, the food just needs to be sent to me.

It is said that Dingji Waiman himself will happily invite the emperor to be the regent, and I will go back to the Seven Hundred Worlds to grow crops.