Chapter 139 Emperor: I Have a Dream

Chapter 139 Emperor: I have a dream...

Ron's psychic consciousness explored the location of the dazzling light spot.

In the chaotic void of the subspace, there is a magnificent and high-dimensional creation, which looks extremely hazy and illusory.

With the current energy level of the little sun, it is impossible to touch such a high-dimensional existence.

Ron mobilized all his consciousness and wanted to see it all clearly.

But he just couldn't see it clearly, and couldn't even produce any impression, like some kind of strong illusion.

The lines seemed to be starting and ending by themselves, and the hard-cut edges formed a mutually collapsed angle, isolating the void.

This made him dizzy and couldn't keep the appearance of that thing in his mind at all.

Suddenly, Ron could feel a violent psychic vibration.

It was emitted by the old man of the God Emperor.

The huge sun conveyed an excited emotion.

Hiss~

Ron's consciousness took a breath of cold air.

What kind of treasure is this? It made the old man of the God Emperor a little excited.

Then, a surge of energy was injected into the little sun.

That was the help given to him by the God Emperor. He himself could no longer move too much.

And the characteristics of the little sun were more adapted to the subspace, suitable for contacting this creature.

With the help of the God Emperor, Ron finally saw the appearance of the creature.

It was an inverted rhombus tetrahedron surrounded by ancient black stone, almost the same size as the airport, flashing with the brilliance of energy.

The illusory and mysterious brilliance gathered in the open frame of the tetrahedron, which was a color that no one could describe.

The moment he saw the tetrahedron, information was transmitted to the little sun.

And Ron finally knew what it was.

Hiss~

The little sun shrank violently and took a breath of cold air.

This time it was developed, and it had to spiral off on the spot!

No wonder the God Emperor reacted so strongly, because the creature in front of him was the black stone gate of the webway.

That was the ultimate treasure, which was once the focus of competition among the major forces in the galaxy.

The Webway is a high-dimensional channel created by the ancient race, the Old Saints, using their extraordinary technology and psychic power in the warp that was once as calm as a lake.

This miraculous project runs through every corner of the galaxy.

It has unparalleled superior characteristics, and can stably avoid the warp storm and reach any place in the galaxy in an instant.

Now the Old Saints have passed countless years, and the Webway has become fragmented.

However, the size of the Webway is so huge that even if only a small part is obtained, it can enable the civilization that obtains it to have a navigation ability that exceeds that of other races.

There are even other more wonderful effects.

These precious Webways also attracted the attention of the God-Emperor with powerful psychic power.

In order to study and utilize the Webway located on Holy Terra, the God-Emperor did not hesitate to abandon his original body and the newly established empire, wanting to win a bright future for mankind.

He retreated to the laboratory under the palace and conducted top-secret experiments.

The God-Emperor built the Golden Throne, which can connect the Webway by inputting powerful psychic power, providing the human empire with high-speed and convenient superluminal transportation.

Once this channel is connected, humans will usher in rapid development and prosperity.

However, at the critical moment of the experiment, Horus, the son of the Primarch, betrayed, and the flames of war burned in the galaxy.

Horus led the war group to attack the palace, wanting to kill the God Emperor.

The entrance to the webway on Holy Terra was damaged by the stupid behavior of Magnus who came to report the news.

Endless demons wanted to pour into reality from the breach.

In a critical situation, the God Emperor was forced to sit on the Golden Throne and suppress the gap in the webway with his own huge psychic power to prevent Holy Terra from becoming the second Eye of Terror.

Although Horus's rebellion was quelled, humans lost the God Emperor and the webway at the same time, and lost the possibility of further development.

For thousands of years, the human empire has been declining and in danger.

This made the God Emperor, who was in the warp and turned into the sun, feel extremely sad and regretful.

Now, Ron has found another entrance to the webway, and this entrance looks more complete.

How can the God Emperor not be excited and relieved?

Unfortunately, He has lost his body and can't do more.

Let that bastard take care of the next thing.

He will complete the unfinished business on his behalf.

At this moment, Ron was also very excited.

With the webway, he no longer had to be trapped in the dark side of the empire.

Located on the edge of the Milky Way, Ers can also use the webway to expand its influence to more distant areas while developing.

And there will no longer be a problem of resource scarcity. The fleet of Ers can use the webway to go everywhere to find resources or trade.

As for security issues, Ron was not too worried.

After all, he also has a backer, with the support of the Emperor, he can withstand a lot of pressure.

At that time, the entrance where the webway connects with reality can be set near the sun, and the Emperor's huge psychic energy can be used to cover it up, so that safety can be guaranteed.

And it can also use the Emperor's huge psychic energy as the energy source of the webway.

Speaking of which, He won't be angry if the Emperor is fleeced like this, right?

Ron was a little worried, but he quickly put his doubts behind him. At most, he could use his own little sun to provide energy.

Fantasy is beautiful, but reality is cruel.

He can't use this thing for the time being, and he can't afford it.

Ron sighed:

"I'm still too poor..."

He could feel that if he wanted to retrieve the Black Stone Gate of the Webway from the void, the power of hope needed would be calculated in billions.

Besides, he didn't even have a fleet now, let alone the Webway.

Let's continue to salvage the ship first!

Ron left a psychic beacon in the void around the Black Stone Gate and left.

After that, he threw another 5 million points of hope power and continued to explore the subspace, hoping to find a warship.

But his luck seemed to have run out.

What he found next were all things of little value.

Good guy, it sank to the bottom, right?

It seems that he is already in a black face state, and it is not appropriate to continue exploring today.

For some metaphysical considerations, Ron decided to end the exploration of the subspace.

And continuous exploration is also a huge burden for his spiritual consciousness.

Collect the net and count the harvest, and continue to salvage the ship tomorrow!

Ron's consciousness left the little sun and returned to his body.

He opened his eyes and looked at the starry sky outside the porthole.

Suddenly, a crack appeared in the void there, and various physical substances were continuously thrown out.

Those were his harvest.

Ron immediately contacted the person in charge of the airport:

"Salvage those things back, and don't miss a single one.

By the way, you notify the logistics department to prepare more pure food materials.

There will be extra meals for everyone in the airport tonight!"

You still have to be kind to everyone.

After all, the kinder you are, the luckier you will be.

Ron comforted himself that he would continue to have good luck tomorrow!

After giving the order, he lay back in his chair.

Alas, it's a bit empty...

After Ron's order was issued, the entire airport was boiling.

The salvage workers drove a small tugboat to salvage the gifts from heaven that were thrown out of the subspace.

After those things were salvaged, they were immediately stored in a sealed warehouse and cleaned and purified to varying degrees.

After that, they were stored in different warehouses, waiting for repair or use.

After completing the process, Ron received a preliminary report on the list of items salvaged this time:

Weapons:

Light spear array, initially identified as a relic of the Dark Ages.

Large ship main gun, too old, possibly from the Golden Age.

Various types of shipborne weapons, the age is complicated and needs further confirmation.

STC:

Nine STC fragments, need to wait for the sage to decipher.

Armor:

Five pieces of power armor wreckage.

Ship wreckage:

Twenty-five pieces, the specific value cannot be estimated.

Miscellaneous items:

Unknown yellow curved fruit.

Several old daily objects.

Live Ork orcs...

"Fuck!"

Ron was shocked.

He was so busy that he packed up everything he had explored.

I didn't expect to get the greenskin out.

If one is not done well, I'm afraid there will be a bunch of greenskins!

Luckily he saw the follow-up report.

The greenskin has been completely cremated at high temperature, and all objects that have come into contact with it have been sterilized at high temperature.

Ron wrote on the back of the report: "Continue to repeat the cleaning and disinfection!"

It's better to be cautious.

He didn't want to eat hot pot and sing songs, and suddenly heard a "WAAAGH!" and was hit on the head by the green stick.

After processing the report, Ron went straight to Kaul's temporary mechanical workshop at the airport.

He wanted to know what technology was stored in those STCs.

Hopefully, it's something good that can quickly increase productivity.

After arriving at the mechanical workshop, Ron saw several broken large mechanical devices composed of bright white ceramics, silver pipes and chrome cavities.

That was the STC fragment.

At this moment, Kaul was looking at an STC fragment with an excited smile.

Good stuff?

Ron asked quickly:

"What technology is stored here?"

Kaul said seriously:

"Great technology, can create some kind of super-simulated humanoid silicone blasphemy"

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