Warhammer: Opening is a Crisis of Doom

The five hundred worlds controlled by the Ultramarines can be said to be the brightest pearl of the empire.

The law and order is good, and the living standards of the people are generally at the forefront of all planets in the empire.

During the Horus Heresy, when loyal armies were divided across the galaxy.

Guilliman even thought of using the five hundred worlds as the second base for humans to fight against chaos, and formed the Second Empire with the other two Primarchs, the Primarch of the Dark Angel Legion, and Sanguinius, the Primarch of the Blood Angels.

Of course, before this idea was realized, they discovered that the Emperor was not dead.

The three Primarchs disbanded the Second Empire, led a team to support Terra, and sealed the relevant records of this incident.

Even if it doesn't come true, you can still see the potential of Five Hundred Worlds.

The five hundred worlds are where Guilliman's confidence lies, and there is no room for loss.

Hearing of his recovery, some planetary governors who are not too bad and rogue traders with hands and feet of Mary have arrived,

The others were either trapped by the dire situation, or unwilling to honor the orders of a revived Primarch to come to Macragge.

The Emperor and the Primarch have already become myths and legends. Ten thousand years is enough to change many things.

The former imperial truth was swept into the dust of history, and the detested state religion became a member of the Supreme Council of Terra.

The Mechanicum is becoming more and more closed and conservative, and the Terra Council is becoming more and more pedantic.

After encountering the Cadia incident, the huge empire lost blood as quickly as a bleeding zombie, and it was even difficult to react quickly.

After 10,000 years of nourishment, the forces of all parties have long been intricate and deeply implanted in the depths of this empire, and the continuous blood-sucking empire wants to completely swallow it up.

Those who would not come were on the sidelines, not wanting their rights to be taken away by a primarch suddenly revived.

Hundreds or thousands of years of rule have already made them think that the rights in their hands are their birthright, a symbol of their superiority.

Anyone who offends this has undoubtedly become their enemy.

Guilliman was in no mood to deal with them for the time being; he now had to deal with the world that was still willing to support him.

He must reform and change the old system, and build the five hundred worlds into a solid backing. Only in this way can he support his next plan.

Optimize the population structure, provide conscription, re-establish the wealth distribution system, and stimulate people to produce more food and weapons.

The bloated administrative department and the aristocratic system must be streamlined to reduce financial burdens and improve efficiency.

It is also necessary to further improve the learning of the whole people, establish a research structure independent of the Mechanicus, and provide more military forces and alternate technical personnel for his upcoming expedition.

The Mechanicum and the Empire are just alliances, occupying a position in the Terra Council.

Guilliman is not the Emperor, and he has no way of guaranteeing that the Mechanicus will not suddenly fall out of his control.

One thing to consider too, if the Emperor is revived and declares Guilliman a traitor to the Empire, which side will the Adeptus Mechanicus choose? ?

Choose the holy god of omnipotence, Omnissia? ? Or choose the revived Thirteen Sons of the Empire? ?

This problem is obvious. There may be members of Mechanicus who choose him, but it is definitely a minority.

He must have his own scientific research institution, and have a complete scientific research system to digest all kinds of knowledge in the database.

To do all this, the help of these planetary governors is needed.

The souls born under the scarlet light should not allow the existence of these families above the common people.

But the complexity of this world is far beyond my original world.

Even if he is a time traveler, he is also a Primarch, and with the help of the ruling template, he can obtain abilities beyond imagination.

But there is no way to completely control every world.

The empire is too large, and the means of communication and navigation are too inefficient.

Nor is there a sufficiently powerful artificial intelligence available.

The evil god of chaos can not only pollute flesh and blood creatures, but can even invade the network.

There is no way in this world to use the intelligent system of Super God World to manage the world.

Nor can one intelligent system be in charge of too many combat units.

If you follow the road of intelligence, once invaded by demons, the units controlled by intelligence will be corroded by flesh and blood, thus shooting at humans.

Under the command of the evil god of chaos, there are really many viruses and demons that can be used for intelligence and the Internet.

To develop large-scale intelligence in this universe and entrust the whole world to one intelligence is courting death.

All kinds of restrictions mean that every planet colonized by humans has a certain right of autonomy, and the position of planetary governor cannot be bypassed.

In addition, another important role is the Rogue Trader.

The history of the Rogue Trader is also very ancient. It started from the Great Crusade 10,000 years ago, and since the emperor issued the first Rogue Trader document, this character has played an extremely important role on the stage of the empire.

Responsible for the trade between various galaxies, and even have the right to trade with aliens, with unimaginable wealth.

The family power of some Rogue Traders can spread to more than a dozen or even hundreds of galaxies, one can imagine how terrifying it is.

Where the Imperial Navy would go, the Rogue Trader would go.

Where the Imperial Navy would not go, the Rogue Traders would go.

Salvage shipwrecks, explore places where the light of the astrotorch cannot shine, and look for the lost relics and civilizations of the golden age of mankind.

Far from the Emperor's glory, trade with the aliens.

This group plays an active role in the empire's economy, and also provides the empire with massive tax revenues, supporting huge legions and bureaucrats.

Without the help of this group, Guilliman would probably have to raise the funds himself.

After all, the Ultramarines under his command don't have time to make money.

Just dealing with aliens and chaos has exhausted all their efforts.

In the magnificent hall, Ziller, who was dressed in fine clothes, and many planetary governors and rogue traders, all expressed their loyalty to Guilliman.

Guilliman, who was sitting at the head of the round table, was not excited by their words.

He knocked on the table in front of him before speaking slowly.

"I need a parliament. This parliament will help my policy be implemented and my will be implemented. I don't know who among you is willing to work for me."

Guilliman looked at the crowd in front of him, as he said.

He needs a parliament to help him formulate policies and promote his will and beliefs.

This time when he sets out to conquer every world, all worlds must be transformed according to his wishes.

Rather than letting it go.

This kind of action will cause him the hatred of a large number of imperial opposition forces.

The Terra Council, Mechanicus, nobles in various star regions, merchants, etc. will all hate him because he touched their interests.

But Guilliman had no choice, in this era when the Four Gods had awakened and the Emperor was still asleep.

It is absolutely impossible to let the planets go wild like before.

The law and order in many worlds is very chaotic, gangsters appear frequently, a large number of low-level people are used as consumables, the rich and powerful are domineering, and they lose their chains and run away at critical moments.

The average life expectancy in some worlds is as low as thirty years old! !

Come to think of it, what a fucking situation this is.

There are too many such situations, living in such a world, so unfair and cruel, why don't people accept the power of chaos? ?

They have already reached the bottom of the abyss, even if the chaos is bad, how bad can it be? ?

It is necessary to control, transform every world, and establish a system that is relatively equal and where everyone has the opportunity to advance, so that they can have no worries.

Only those worlds that have been rescued can continuously provide themselves with talents and soldiers, thereby saving the human empire.

Qi Le and others couldn't help but look at each other, this kind of words had crossed the line a bit.

Could it be possible that the Primarch would follow his brother's example and rebel against the Emperor's rule?

They don't know whether the other party is telling the truth, or testing their fishing behavior,

Guilliman could see their hesitation, "This is not an act of betrayal. Although I just woke up, I have already seen the entire empire. Ignorance and ignorance have filled the entire empire. The former glory and rationality have disappeared, just like zombies. Like. If tinkering, it can prolong the life of the empire, but it is more and more deviated from my father's dream. Necessary reforms can strengthen our strength, and only in this way can we fight against chaos and raging aliens."

After finishing speaking, Guilliman looked at the planetary governors and rogue traders, and asked in a deep voice: "Are you willing to serve me? You can make a decision that follows your heart, and I will never hurt you because of this matter." , but I still have to tell one thing.

The power of chaos has become extremely powerful, but on our side, the empire has been torn apart by the Great Rift, and nearly half of the human territory has lost the protection and guidance of the Imperial Astro Torch, and has been ravaged by aliens and demons. You have all seen how bloated and corrupt the Terra Council is, and how closed and old-fashioned the Mechanicus is. If you don’t make changes, the Emperor’s dream will be broken in our hands, and even human beings will die because of us. To perish. As Regent of the Empire, Lord of Ultramar, and Primarch of the Ultramarines Legion, I sincerely hope that you will be my support. "

As soon as Guilliman's words came out, many planetary governors and rogue traders looked at each other in blank dismay.