Warhammer: Start with a dog

Later, in all new calendars after the year of Tessaguarza, also known as the "Calendar of Night", this day was marked as the "Day of Sprouting" in contrast to the "Day of Collapse" four hundred and seventy years ago.

Because after several centuries, this originally barren, gray, sandy, cursed, rotten and dead planet on the edge of the Milky Way, due to its excellent strategic location and rich resources, will become the last and best supply port before the Eastern Galaxy's exploration fleet departs, a famous agricultural and garden world, and also the new recruiting world and home planet of the Eighth Legion.

But it is also because of the seeds of miracle hope that were sown on the planet and in the hearts of all people on this day.

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We praise you, Lord of the Night!

We praise the day when you and your warriors come!

We praise your messengers for bringing comfort to everyone!

Like a stream flowing through our dry hearts!

That day, the miracle day when everything sprouted;

It was the Son of God who came here to make the sky rain sweet rain;

He turned the quicksand into fertile fields;

He made the stars of gold in the sky shine;

He stopped the storm and made the sick healed;

He made parents and babies laugh;

That day, he brought five stacks of bread and two jars of honey to feed all the hungry people.

Hail! The starry sky above us!

Hail! The starry night!

Hail! The Lord of the Night!

Praise you for coming for us!

——————Excerpt from "The New Hymn of the Guide and the Converser", Chapter 1, Section 1, A Selection of Common Hymns of the Astropathic Guild of the State Religion, Temple City, Tessaguassa, Samaras and Nostramo

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"Where do you think this is made?"

A new day on Macragge began with the bustling dock calls, the sun was shining, and the breeze blew over the blue sea of ​​Lakem Bay in the distance.

Andriana, the housekeeper who lived near the port area, got up early, wrapped her hair with a headscarf, and then called two male servants to take the trailer for transporting vegetables to the market area to purchase new food for the employer's family.

The group of people who were watching the new things in the market and the attractive green and other bright colors in the gaps between the crowd attracted her attention. She relied on the male servants to squeeze through the crowd and squeezed to the front.

"In the name of the throne and Guilliman! So many fresh vegetables and fruits! What vegetables are these? They look quite plump and tender. Why is this one that looks like a tomato so big and red?"

"They all come from a new colonial world in the east. Dear lady, I'm afraid you haven't heard of it, but I guarantee that they are fresh and delicious. This is a tomato, but it tastes better and is bigger. Madam, we recommend using it to mix salads or make soups. If you buy it for the first time, we also have corresponding recipes for free." The merchant standing behind his new stall answered enthusiastically. He spoke standard low Gothic with a gentle and pleasant ending like a poem, showing his education.

Andriana observed calmly. As expected, the man's face had traces of battle, frost, and hard work. Many mechanical prostheses were glowing faintly. His black hair was cut short and neatly, and a pair of external prosthetic eyes covered his eyes. Maybe he was a veteran of the Astra Militarum who was rewarded with a farm after retiring from battle? But he didn't have the bloody smell of the battlefield, and he looked more like a devout monk in the state church.

His skin was too white, not the healthy light olive color common to Macragge people, but his toga showed signs of years of wear, was washed clean and tidy, and it looked like the local fabric and tailoring style of Macragge, which made her somewhat relieved.

Perhaps he was an agricultural product merchant from other worlds in Ultramar. After all, there are many rich worlds here, and the culture is not the same. A merchant who dares to trade long distances may also serve as the captain of a ship. Although interstellar routes are safe, they are always full of dangers. It is normal to be injured and well-educated.

Andriana thought about it, but the fragrant fruits and vegetables in front of her attracted a large part of her attention.

She flipped the vegetables and fruits on the stall with the particular pickiness and skill of a housekeeper from a middle-class family - this merchant was obviously here for the first time, his clothes were ordinary and he was not even rich, but he was very generous. Andriana remembered that there were originally three adjacent stalls in this area, and now it seemed that they were all bought by the same person. Also, from her perspective as a naval officer's housekeeper and the wife of an airport technician, it obviously took a lot of financial and resource support to keep these things so fresh and sell them on the ground in Macragge.

The housekeeper twisted her fingertips. The tomatoes were still cold, and a thin layer of water droplets condensed on the surface due to the temperature. This businessman or the business alliance behind him at least has a void freighter, a full set of licenses or more - but who cares, Andriana thought happily, anyway, being able to sell vegetables and fruits on the commercial avenue in front of Hera Fortress, they must have been inspected, screened and assessed by the noble Astartes who have protected this place for thousands of years. It is very rare to encounter such high-quality vegetables. It would be a pity not to buy some. She can also buy some for her family by the way, just in time to make some delicious food for the children.

"So! The price of these lovely fruits and vegetables is... If I buy more at one time, can I get a discount, dear..."

"Just call me... Idris, ma'am."

"Oh! A rare but nice name, then Mr. Idris... If they are really as good as you said, I will sign a long-term purchase contract..."

"Of course... Of course... We can have a stable supply... And there will be new products constantly..."

After housekeeper Andriana left with a lot of fresh fruits and vegetables with satisfaction and came back with a purchase order after lunch, the crowd gathered to see the fresh fruits and vegetables began to take out their wallets one after another.

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(*You thought of sending a mechanical priest to sell agricultural products produced by the Midnight Lords at the gate of Hera Fortress.)

"Isn't this good? When I announced that I would do this, all your descendants' eyes burned with unprecedented fighting spirit, didn't they? - In addition, we are indeed protected. You can't deny that the navigator reported seeing unprecedented blue birds paving the way for ships carrying fruits and vegetables in the Soul Sea."

(*Humph! Only you dare to tease fate like this.)

"I think He is quite satisfied at the moment. Satisfied is fine. I am also satisfied."

(*What kind of witchcraft did you cast on the black desert of Tessaguassa six months ago?)

"What is witchcraft! We are... the imperial truth passed down by the throne! Do you want to deny the hard work of Valer and Ditrian?!"

(*Angry hissing, I really didn't expect to hear this annoying term again after ten thousand years! Don't you have a better alternative?! You and I both know this It has nothing to do with Him, and it is not the truth of the Empire at all! )

"But it's OK as long as the people on the ground can accept it," Ramizane slowly lay back on the comfortable sofa, "The state religion and the sect guild are not without merit. They are second to none in terms of efficiency and quality in promoting and strictly enforcing the degree of implementation among the people."

(*They are worshipping and sacrificing you and me as sons of God! Lies! I was not born for lies and more lies! This goes against my justice!)

"Where is the lie? You are indeed the son of the Emperor, the only one in the universe, isn't it? Is this a lie? We brought them rain, land, health and wealth, which one is a lie?"

(*But I am not God!)

"I want to laugh. I want to record it."

The cat jumped up in a rage, (*Don't interrupt! How on earth did you make the desert like this?!)

"Okay...if you are sure you want to listen to such a boring science...if you love learning so much, I will tell you..."