Chapter 243 Webway Cleanup Plan

Ron's consciousness followed the newly established channel between the greenskin psychic network and the little sun, heading inside the little sun.

Then, he dived into the depths of the little sun and came to the place where the power of faith was condensed.

It was an illusory square, with statues of gods formed by various emotions and the power of faith.

Coming to the place of faith for the first time, Ron was a little surprised: "So I have so many images in the eyes of believers?"

There were too many statues, dozens or even hundreds of them.

Above the square, a golden little sun was hanging, emitting a faint light that illuminated this illusory space.

That was Ron's core image, and also the image he identified with himself, which was considered his true self.

Many believers who received the blessing saw the image of the little sun.

This power had an absolute advantage.

Ron's consciousness wandered in the square, observing the statues, among which there were several images that he was more familiar with.

The most conspicuous one was his image of nearly 100 meters tall, wearing golden power armor, holding a big sword, and being illuminated by the golden sun.

This is the most common savior statue in the territory, and it is also the image of the savior in the minds of most people.

Not far from the savior statue is the four-armed savior statue worshipped by Ji Ze and the newly born green-skinned Luo Ge statue.

In addition, there are many small statues of gods, which are the images in the hearts of a few believers.

For example, the statue of the kind version of old Ron, the statue of the pointed-eared god of life, the statue of the muscular man, the statue of the gentle prince, the statue of the governor, the statue of the winged angel, the statue of the male lady, and so on.

Wait, male lady? ? ?

Ron's face darkened. Which group of believers made this? The atmosphere in the territory is not good.

Go back and let the Inquisition check to see if Slaanesh has infiltrated and poisoned the good young people in the territory!

Suddenly, Ron discovered that deep in the land of faith, there was a dark area that could not be illuminated by the light of the small sun.

"Could it be that there is the dark side of my personality?"

He controlled his consciousness and entered the dark area.

In an instant, all the light around disappeared, and a dark and chaotic atmosphere came.

Oh my goodness.

Ron found that there were many statues here, and their faces looked a bit like his.

He saw a big-chested statue with a leather cover on his head, a spiked leather jacket on his body, and a thorn whip in his hand.

This is very Slaanesh...

It seems that this is the influence of Slaanesh's power.

After that, he saw the devil chicken statue, the rotten multi-headed statue, the blood axe demon statue, and so on.

"Where do these powers of faith come from?"

Ron was a little strange, except for the devil Baal and his demons.

He should have no other Chaos believers, right?

Just when he was wondering, he suddenly saw a demon head in the depths of the darkness, and a big foot was stepping on the demon head.

"Fuck, what the hell is this?"

Ron looked up along the sole of the foot and found a hideous giant statue.

The giant was shrouded in mist, overlooking the area. He was extremely strong and wore a demon-style dark gold armor.

There was a faint divine light around him.

He moved closer and finally saw the appearance of the giant.

There were several corpses of bloodthirsty demons lying around the giant. It was stepping on the head of a bloodthirsty demon, with its fangs exposed and black hair dancing wildly.

It was holding a bloodthirsty demon's arm and gnawing it, with blood splattering.

It was obvious at a glance that this was a super tough guy that frightened the demons!

"Is this me?" Ron was numb.

He explored the past with his consciousness and found that the emotions and faith power condensed into the giant were extremely complex and full of chaos.

He couldn't figure out where it came from.

Ron thought that this should be the influence of the subspace energy and the source of the little sun's devouring characteristics.

He was a little worried that these chaotic forces would affect his personality.

After all, the power of emotions and faith is both a remedy and a poison, and has a great impact on gods.

If the power of faith provided by believers is too great, it may even affect the personality of gods.

Slowly shaping them into the image in the hearts of believers.

What's more terrible is that under the influence of multiple faith powers, personality splitting may occur.

If the split personality is too strong, it will gradually erode the autonomous personality of gods.

Hiss~

Ron couldn't help but take a breath: "If I lose my autonomous personality, am I still me?"

This is a difficult question to answer.

In fact, he was worried about this problem from the beginning, so he has been suppressing his divinity.

Separate the main consciousness from the little sun.

It is equivalent to treating the little sun as a controllable subspace clone, and not contacting it unless there is something wrong.

Therefore, the little sun does not have a great impact on him.

He is not sure what will happen in the future.

Fortunately, the power of faith is not that huge, and his autonomous personality still maintains absolute control.

Although this dark area is slightly out of control, there is no problem.

The ferocious giant in front of him seems to be suppressing the chaotic power.

To some extent, it is a good thing.

Anyway, it has come to this point, and there is no point in worrying. Just be more careful in the future.

Ron's current situation is already perfect in this world.

After all, there is no one who is not crazy in this purgatory world. Even the peerless macho God Emperor is on the verge of going crazy.

One day he will go completely crazy and move his butt, and humans will either ascend collectively or perish collectively.

It can be said that Ron is in great risk at any time.

Humans have a lifespan. Even if they extend their lifespan through technology, it will only be a few hundred or a thousand years or longer at most.

There will always be a day of death.

In this case, those human managers or rulers have room to mess up. As long as they stabilize the current situation and spend their lives safely, it will be fine.

They don't want to care about the future, nor do they have the ability to care about it.

But as the only two gods of mankind, Ron has an almost infinite lifespan.

His fate is closely linked to mankind, and he is destined to encounter fatal crises that may exterminate mankind in the future.

For example, the Emperor of God went crazy, the four gods of Chaos launched a massive attack, the Tyranids invaded the galaxy, and so on.

Therefore, Ron must consider the future fate of mankind.

Fortunately, there is still time.

Ron looked around, suppressed his worries, and decided to do business first.

Being able to use the webway is the key to the prosperity of the territory and the future of mankind.

The most important thing at present is to wipe out the demons in the webway.

Of course, the threats in the webway are not just the demons that flow in, but also the Necrons, Eldar, Dark Eldar, Chaos Sect, etc.

There are too many strange things hiding in it, who knows if they will flow into the section of the webway he controls.

In order to resist these possible enemies, there must be a powerful army stationed in the webway.

The greenskin orcs are the best choice. They can not only adapt to the environment of the webway, but also grow in battle, and there is no need to worry about loss.

It's perfect.

He just needs to put the greenskins into the webway and continue to multiply and grow.

When they are all over the webway, there is no need to worry about the safety of the webway.

Ron's consciousness returned to the temporary command hall, and he looked at the greenskin leader again.

From the other's eyes, he can be sure that he has completely mastered the greenskin psychic network.

Become the ruler of this greenskin tribe.

At this time, the greenskin leader bowed his head and saluted, making a gesture of submission, with a trace of fear and reverence in his expression.

Because it is facing the ruler of the greenskins-Rogo!

Ron is quite satisfied with this, and at the same time feels very lucky.

The probability of encountering new greenskins is too low. If he comes a month or two later, let them grow further.

It will be difficult to control them, and it is not certain whether he can beat them or not.

Because his support came quickly and he had a legendary trump card like Yarui, he was able to successfully defeat this greenskin tribe.

This wave, just thinking about it makes Ron excited, the harvest is too rich.

He has obtained a war army that can grow infinitely!

Let's put it this way, those powerful greenskin warlords can fight with the original body, and there was a greenskin that almost defeated the emperor.

Not only are they powerful in individual strength, but they are also very strong in number, and can directly fight against the endless tide of Tyranids.

In addition, there is ancient technology hidden in their genes.

It's terrifying!

Of course, those are just the upper limit.

As for how far this greenskin tribe can grow, it depends on how to cultivate it.

The initial goal is to cultivate them to a level that can fight against the webway demons.

After all, Ron only has two and a half years.

If he doesn't deal with those damn webway demons within two and a half years, he will be locked up by the Blackstone Throne.

Then he got the luxurious Black Stone toilet package and sat in a row with the old God Emperor.

Ron had just seen the combat effectiveness of this greenskin tribe, so he didn't worry too much about whether they could fight the demons.

He would get more weapons and equipment for the greenskins later, that would be a sure thing.

This is a sure thing!

Ron looked at the greenskin leader: "By the way, that guy...what's your name?"

The greenskin leader pointed to the yellow alloy pliers in his hand.

It pursed its mouth and muffled, and there was some air leakage: "U...Urus Steel Pliers..."

"This name is not domineering enough"

Ron frowned and thought, at least he had to give it a name like Bone Crusher.

A more domineering name might increase combat effectiveness.

Suddenly, an inspiration flashed, and he thought of a new name: "Bone Eater Steel Teeth!"

He turned his gaze to Steel Jaw and asked:

"What do you think?"

Steel Jaw pursed its toothless mouth, its heart almost broken, it felt that Brother Luo was targeting it.

But it did not have the courage to refuse, and said sullenly: "Okay..."

At this time, Ron also noticed that Steel Jaw had lost all its teeth.

The corner of his eye twitched, he coughed dryly, raised his hand and patted the other's shoulder: "Since you don't object, I will call you Bone Eater Steel Jaw from now on!"

Well, although there are no teeth, it is not a big problem to call it this name.

He immediately took out the communicator and contacted the technical priest on the Dream.

Let them design the most ferocious and explosive mechanical steel teeth for the greenskin leader Steel Jaw as soon as possible!

Afterwards, Ron looked at the sky outside, it was already late at night.

He asked Ya Rui and other soldiers who participated in the battle to go back to rest and receive treatment from the pharmacist.

As for Steel Jaw, he asked the pharmacist and the local veterinarian to take it down for examination and treatment of the wound.

It was seriously injured.

There is no time to receive the greenskin tribe tonight. Ron plans to have a good sleep and receive them tomorrow.

...

Early morning.

A ray of sunlight shines through the window into the bedroom.

Ron woke up in a daze. He stretched and pushed open the window and took a deep breath.

Cough cough cough!

The high-purity chemical fog choked him a little.

"I almost forgot that this is a pure mining planet. I should have returned to the Dream to rest earlier..."

Ron regretted it a little.

Because Kanda is rich in minerals, the Ministry of the Interior completely regards this planet as a super mining area.

It is mined almost at any cost, with the goal of digging it out completely.

To meet the current high demand for minerals in the territory.

Fortunately, he has the greenskin tribe, and he will be able to deal with the demons and use the network soon.

At that time, he can go wherever he wants to mine, and there is no need to worry about the shortage of minerals.

Ron had a simple meal, put on the greenskin version of the power armor, and hurried to find Steelfang.

He needed Steelfang to quickly gather the greenskin tribe.

Steelfang was placed in a temporary tent outside the city, which was safer.

The greenskins would continue to spread spores around, and if they stayed in the city for a long time, the subsequent cleaning would be more troublesome.

When Ron walked into the tent and saw Steelfang again, he was a little confused.

He turned his head and asked Yarui next to him: "Look, is Steelfang much thinner than yesterday?"

Yarui looked at Steelfang and nodded:

"You are not mistaken, this guy is thinner and shorter than yesterday."

Hearing this, Ron was sure that he was not wrong, and he was dumbfounded.

He knew that after the greenskins were defeated or lost confidence, their combat effectiveness would continue to decline.

But the speed of decline was too fast, right?

In one night, the body size shrank a lot!

Steel Teeth stood there with his mouth pursed and head down, not like a greenskin leader at all.

Ron reached out and shook his shoulder, feeling very sad: "Cheer up, Steel Teeth, I'm still waiting for you to defeat the demons!"

When he heard the word "Steel Teeth", Steel Teeth seemed to be even more depressed.

Even if Ron ordered it in the name of Brother Luo, it was useless. It would obey orders, but it just couldn't cheer up.

Simply put, it was lying down and rotten.

Good guy, Steel Teeth was shut down by Yarui?

Seeing this, he had to let Yarui go back first and try to avoid the greenskins to avoid irritating them again.

"Savior, the alloy steel creation you asked us to design and manufacture is ready"

Two technical priests came in and reported.

They customized a pair of alloy steel teeth suitable for greenskins overnight.

"Hurry up, install it!" Ron realized that the lack of teeth was also one of the reasons for Steel Teeth's decadence.

We have to install it quickly, lest it gets more depressed.

Ron looked at the decadent appearance of Steel Teeth, and had a bad feeling in his heart. Could the Greenskin Tribe also become like this?

That would be the end of it!

Fortunately, after Steel Teeth was equipped with the ferocious and shiny big Steel Teeth, he became more energetic.

At least he was willing to come out of the tent and move around.

Ron took Steel Teeth on the assault ship and flew deep into the forest, accompanied by hundreds of large transport planes.

They will go to the Greenskin Tribe.

In the cabin.

Ron looked down at the plain, where was the battlefield yesterday, and thousands of large engineering machinery were digging the soil.

Gather the soil stained with the flesh and blood of the Greenskin.

Under normal circumstances, these soils stained with the flesh and blood of the Greenskin need to be burned at high temperature.

Completely kill the flesh and blood and spores.

Otherwise, many large green mushrooms will soon grow on these lands.

When the time comes, a large number of green skins will emerge from under the mushrooms like bamboo shoots after rain.

Inexhaustible.

Of course, high-temperature cleaning is the Empire's way.

For Ron, who controls the greenskin psychic network, the soil stained with greenskin flesh and spores is an extremely precious culture medium. It cannot be wasted. The Military Affairs Department has organized a collection team, and they will search and collect the greenskin residues within the range of the greenskin orcs' activities. Including body tissues and fungal communities that can grow green mushrooms. They will collect the collected residues in containers for subsequent use. ... Forest. Greenskin camp. Ron and Steel Teeth walked off the assault ship. The camp was relatively quiet, with only some fart spirits busying around to provide food for the greenskins. He walked around the camp, worried. This group of greenskins was in a mess. They lay motionless in the shack, and only when the fart spirits handed the food to them, they would grab it and stuff it into their mouths. Chewing weakly. Some greenskins were even unwilling to stretch out their hands, waiting for the fart spirits to grab the food and stuff it into their mouths.

Under normal circumstances, when it is time for the greenskins to eat, they will eat a lot, and it is good if they don't swallow the fart spirits whole.

How could it be like this now.

It's useless, all useless!

Ron was a little numb, he seemed to see a powerful greenskin army moving away from him.

He comforted himself in his heart:

"It's okay, as long as you can still eat, you can be saved!"

Ron ordered Steel Teeth: "It's time for you to play, wake them up!"

Waaaagh——

Steel Teeth received the order, it brewed for a while, and let out a fierce roar.

Fortunately, the leader's order was still effective.

After hearing the roar, the greenskins slowly climbed up.

The fart spirits screamed and spread the leader's order to the surrounding camps.

After a while, the greenskins gradually gathered together, and they basically didn't have weapons.

Dejected.

Alas~

Forget it, just obey orders.

Now, Ron has no other requirements for these guys, and will slowly transform them later.

See if they can be saved.

If not, it depends on whether there is enough time to cultivate a new batch.

Soon, the large transport plane packed up these greenskins and some creatures such as fart spirits in the camp and took them away.

Sent to the transport cabin of the Dream.

There are about one million greenskins.

At the same time, the collected residues, soil, fungal communities, mushrooms, etc. were also packed and sent to the ship.

The conditions on Kanda Star are not good, and Ron plans to transport these greenskins back first.

Outside the atmosphere.

The fully loaded Dream slowly started and entered the subspace voyage.

Destination——

Ers Galaxy, Moon.

——

Ers Holy Land.

Mechanical City, Biological Research Institute Conference Room.

The layout of the conference room looks solemn and formal, and the large oval table is covered with red patterned cloth strips.

The walls of the room were engraved with reliefs of the Savior, and the wall behind the main seat was decorated with the emblem of the Mechanicus composed of gears.

Participants came in one after another and sat down.

Among them were several sages in the field of biological research, sages in the field of chaotic biological research, and experts in the field of psychology.

As well as senior teachers and instructors of Zhongsi College, etc.

The great sage of biology, Moss, hurried to the main seat and sat down, putting the thermos cup on the table.

He was the host of today's meeting.

After all the people arrived, Moss took a sip of the fuel drink from the thermos cup, and the electronic voice was a little cold:

"You should have received the message from the Savior, the time is so precise and precious.

I will just say a few words..."

This kind of meeting atmosphere was brought up by Ron.

But compared with the cumbersome research meeting process within the Empire and the Mechanicus, it is already very streamlined.

After all, before, they often burned incense before the meeting, and then had a complicated prayer ceremony.

Above Moss's seat, a banner was hung high: Green-skinned Alien Recovery Research Seminar...