Warhammer 40,000: Mortal Gods

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"It's unimaginable."

"There is actually a place like this in the solar system!"

Qin Mo, Emperor, and Malcador were sitting in a luxurious room with earth tones as the main color.

This is not Terra, but Saturn.

When Qin Mo stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window with emotion, he saw a world outside that was not beautiful, but stable and safe.

Of course he knew that Saturn was ruled by the Order of Silence, and he also knew what this state was like.

But after seeing with his own eyes the situation in another human world opposite Terra, Qin Mo still found it hard not to sigh.

"Thanks for the help." Macado walked to Qin Mo holding the wine glass.

Qin Mo subconsciously waved his hand to indicate that he would not drink, and then said: "For the painting you gave me. Let's settle the matter. Next time I won't come over and interfere with something that anyone else can handle, either you or the emperor. "

"Sometimes solving problems is not the only purpose." Malcador smiled, "For example. If a powerful enemy that can be solved cleanly with psychic energy attacks your fortress, of course you can kill it. The enemy, it's just not that quick and easy, but this enemy will be a threat to the people you care about because you can't kill him that fast and easy, and you'll want to find a psyker to help."

"Maybe." Qin Mo said noncommittally, "If you have something like this happen next time, and you can come up with something like Riverside Scene during the Qingming Festival, a relic of my culture, I will also help you."

Macado nodded.

"By the way, how did you..." Qin Mo wanted to ask Machado how he came up with the idea of ​​sending the Qingming River Scene.

Macado guessed what Qin Mo was going to ask, but he just smiled without answering.

This is a unique way of identifying people that belongs to the immortal.

While Qin Mo and Malcador were talking, the Emperor was sitting alone in the corner. No one could read what was going on in his mind. Only the way he looked out the window at the human society of Saturn could be a clue for others to figure him out.

"Do you want to build a stable world like this one?" Malcador pointed out the window, "Bringing stability, security, and order to the people you care about?"

"It's not a world like this." Qin Mo shook his head, "But indeed, stability, security and order are what I want to create."

The emperor turned his attention to Qin Mo.

"I have no desire for the human species to once again conquer the galaxy and compete with those ancient species."

"I don't want human beings to be philosophers, warriors, and scientists, nor do I want everyone to be ambitious and dedicate everything to a great goal."

"I just hope that everyone can have a good time, even a person who just lives for the sake of living without any dreams or intentions, can live according to his own wishes."

After hearing what Qin Mo said, the emperor looked away.

"But in the current environment, in the environment of Terra, the solar system, and the Milky Way, if you want to achieve what I want, you must develop force. The human species that has been torn apart must also be reorganized, because without force, it is impossible. Create security and stability. Without a secure and stable environment, rationality and prosperity cannot be born.”

"If we want to achieve security and stability first, human beings must devote themselves to a common goal, fight and develop."

After listening to a few more sentences, the emperor looked at Qin Mo again.

Macado opened his mouth and wanted to speak, but the words that reached Qin Mo's ears were not from Macado.

"This is also what I want to bring to mankind." The Emperor said, "Security and stability, rationality and prosperity, these are what mankind once had, and they are what mankind should apply. This race deserves to have them. "

"The subspace is dangerous. Humanity once relied on the subspace, and eventually it was counterattacked by the subspace. Just a subspace storm can make this race that once relied heavily on the subspace fall apart overnight."

"Humanity must escape the Warp."

"Only by completely getting rid of the influence of subspace, and only by returning human beings to rationality, will this species create a prosperity that can no longer be interrupted!"

The Emperor said, standing up.

Lines and grooves began to appear on the walls of the entire room, which was a sign that spiritual energy that could not be caught by the naked eye was carving something on the walls.

Scenes of prosperous human society appear on the walls, and various scenes reveal scenes of prosperity and rationality.

"All species in the real universe have experienced ups and downs. Humanity's current fall is only temporary, and this species will rise again!"

"Human beings who have fallen into ignorance are full of vigilance and fear of everything around them, but one day they will become pioneering again. Like their ancestors, they will board a ship and leave the home planet of this species without hesitation, and go to The unknown void, until human footprints and new homes spread throughout the galaxy!"

"..."

The Emperor spoke loudly of his hopes and visions for the future of the human species.

He painted on the walls what he thought was a better future for the human species.

Malcador looked at the Emperor, very excited, but also a little helpless.

The emperor is not very good at expressing and narrating, but sometimes when he is in a mood, he will be like this now, talking and painting at the same time... It is probably because of something Qin Mo said that made him empathize.

Malcador quietly observed Qin Mo's expression and was surprised to find that he was not surprised at all when he saw the emperor like this.

Because the Emperor had previously presented himself to others as cold and rational.

Qin Mo's heart is not as calm as his appearance, although he knows that the Emperor and Malcador will think about the future of mankind when they get along in private, and the Emperor will even draw pictures to show how he thinks mankind will become rational and prosperous when he talks about the rise. The scene at that time.

But Qin Mo didn't expect the emperor to behave like this in his presence.

"Humanity will have a bright future!" The emperor's eyes were firm and his tone was very determined.

Malcador looked at the emperor, nodded silently, and then took a sip of wine.

Qin Moze still looked at him: "..."

"Ahem." The emperor cleared his throat, his whole body became less excited than before, and he sat down silently.

"He doesn't do this often." Malcador whispered, "It's just because you all have the same ideas, so...well...you know..."

Qin Mo nodded.

The three of them were silent for a moment.

Then Qin Mo looked at the emperor and said, "I just don't understand a little bit."

"What?" Malcador asked.

"How could a person who was born when the human species was still relatively primitive and who played many roles in human history in various capacities be so bad at expressing and communicating at this point in time?" Qin Mo said.

Malcador pondered for a moment, made eye contact with the emperor, and then replied: "It's just that few people live long enough for him to be willing to reveal his heart."