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Looking at the more than 2 cans of food that had been assembled, as well as a full 10 Warlord-class Titans.
The Imperial Guards personnel responsible for guiding Guilliman still looked at him with undiminished enthusiasm.
Isn't this incredibly ambitious? Just one Terran soldier, and he brought over 2 Space Marines with him!
This is equivalent to 20 standard regiments of Astartes.
In addition, he also brought 10 Warmaster-class Titans.
Guilliman also felt the gazes of the Imperial Guards directed at him, but he felt like crying but had no tears.
How could he explain that he only brought a few hundred Space Marines, and that the rest of the extras were brought by Zhou Qing?
Putting everything else aside, even if he said that, would the Imperial Guards really believe him?
This is obviously impossible.
Therefore, after considering that his explanation would not be effective, Guilliman chose to silently take the blame.
Garlic Bird has already taken so many blames, so let it be coconut-hearted.
He's used to it, it's okay.
Chapter 67 You're telling me this is the capital of the human empire?
As was his usual practice, whenever they arrived at a planet, Zhou Qing would order his warships to conduct a full-scale scan of that planet to ascertain its condition.
This time was no exception.
Although this is Earth, Zhou Qing should theoretically be very familiar with this place, but in reality, it's of no use to him.
Because he didn't believe this was Earth at all; he didn't see a single ocean.
Everywhere was yellow earth and all sorts of strange gases, which made Zhou Qing wonder if he had come to the wrong place.
Scanning Holy Terra is not as simple as it is with other planets; there is an area that cannot be fully scanned at the moment.
There was strong psionic interference there, which affected the warship's scanning, but it still managed to complete the scanning of other areas.
Everything that Holy Terra, the capital planet and throne planet of the human empire, displayed left Zhou Qing speechless.
He simply couldn't believe that this was the capital of an interstellar civilization.
Since the planet Cartier was destroyed by the Chaos Warlord Abaddon, a great rift spanning the galaxy has been created.
This malevolent cursed scar divided the human empire in two, and a massive wave of psionic energy swept across the galaxy during a period known as the Eternal Night Cataclysm.
Not only did warp storms erupt in various locations, but even the Emperor's Star Torch was briefly extinguished during this period.
The extinguishing of the Star Torch had catastrophic consequences.
On a galactic scale, Imperial ships lost their ability to navigate the warp, and many of them, which were then in the deep sea of the warp, sank and were never heard from again.
Countless ships were forced to return to the real universe, but the human empire had no faster-than-light travel capabilities, so they were trapped in the cold void of the real universe after losing their ability to travel in subspace.
During the Eternal Night Cataclysm, warp storms disrupted communications, and the extinguishing of starlight effectively halted all intergalactic travel.
The energy from the Great Rift caused persistent spacetime disturbances, making the flow of time different in different parts of the galaxy, thus making rescue and self-rescue attempts extremely difficult.
Many planets, under the influence of complete darkness, believe themselves to be the last remaining humans in the universe.
Along with this wave came a massive army of demons, who began slaughtering across the galaxy alongside rebellious forces such as the Chaos Space Marines.
Although the Throne World of the Empire of Man was not directly hit by the warp storm, the Throne World was completely cut off from external resources and transportation due to the loss of the Starlight.
The Terran government has no way of knowing whether an empire outside the solar system exists as the sacred capital of the human empire, which has an astronomical population and key institutions.
But none of that is the most important thing. The most important thing is that they do not have the corresponding production capacity for materials and food.
Terra, the capital of this human empire, relies on a constant stream of external supplies to survive.
This was something Zhou Qing simply couldn't believe; he couldn't believe that an interstellar civilization would need to face food shortages.
This is something the Federation of Humanities would never even dare to dream of.
When interstellar travel was abruptly halted, the world quickly descended into chaos.
The crowded and bustling cities on humanity's home planet almost immediately fell into a state of famine.
Despair began to spread among the people, and the chaotic spreaders who had been lurking in the shadows also launched their attacks at this time.
They seized the opportunity when the imperial glory began to fade and started to fuel the flames.
They dragged countless people who had lost all hope into the chaotic cult, pushing the already turbulent situation to the brink of destruction.
During this period, the isolated Terra entered a state of martial law, but soon even the Ministry of Justice and the army of the Astronautical Army were unable to suppress the restless crowds, for food is the most important thing for the people.
The scarcity of resources is a real problem that cannot be overcome by willpower. When there is nothing to eat, it is impossible to suppress the will and movement of the crowd.
As the chaos continued to escalate, the Terra government was forced to close the palace gates.
Such an action is tantamount to abandoning all areas outside the city walls, which means that these people are essentially choosing to let all of humanity in Terra fend for themselves.
The Imperial Guard, the Old Hundred Regiments, the Ministry of Justice, and the Imperial Fist, among other garrison forces, shifted their focus entirely to protecting Terra Palace itself.
It can be said that, apart from the Emperor's palace, almost every region of Terra has fallen into chaos.
Amidst this frenzied bloodshed and death, the minions of chaos are gathering strength for an even greater crisis to come.
So when Zhou Qing finished scanning the entire Holy Terra, he was both amazed at how many people were crammed into the planet and at the chaos it caused.
Who would believe that the capital planet of the human empire has such a large population, but more importantly, such a chaotic population?
All sorts of forces were everywhere, and he also sensed those disgusting chaotic energies.
He never dared to hope that this interstellar civilization's capital would be luxurious or comparable to the Federation.
But when he actually saw the lives of the people under Holy Terra, he could only sigh that they were worse than pigs and dogs.
Therefore, after disembarking from the cruiser with Guilliman, Zhou Qing couldn't help but ask a question.
"Are you sure this is the capital of your human empire, this is your throne world, and you're sure this isn't a beggar's world?"
"I have explored many alien civilizations in the universe and seen all kinds of planets, but I have never seen a planet like your capital planet."
"Your capital is in such a state, does your human empire really still have enough power?"
The scene before him made Zhou Qing wonder if his attempt to gain support from the human empire was just wishful thinking.
After all, this civilization is already on the verge of collapse.
After all, no matter how you look at it, Zhou Qing can see that in addition to the chaotic people, there are also their garrison on Holy Terra, and the morale of their garrison is gradually weakening.
The act of abandoning all the inhabitants of the Throne World has had a severe impact on their mental state. The fact that the Star Torch has not been rekindled has also made them begin to worry about the Emperor's condition.
No one dares to imagine what the future would be like for humanity if the Star Torch were to be extinguished permanently.
Zhou Qing, who possessed powerful spiritual energy, had already sensed all of this.
He could sense that the capital of this human empire was filled with utter despair, and with chaotic energy.
That energy, which felt like excrement, was constantly stimulating his brain and nerves, making him somewhat angry.
Zhou Qing couldn't help but doubt whether his decision was correct, and Guilliman could only show an embarrassed expression when faced with Zhou Qing's question.
What could he possibly know? He had only just awakened from his stasis state; he knew nothing.
Of course, he is angry now.
How could he not be furious that the empire had become like this?
Chapter 68 This is Bitcoin, absolutely Bitcoin
Guilliman was destined to be unable to answer Zhou Qing's question. He maintained his awkward smile, and to be honest, he had lost count of how many times he had done it.
Fortunately, Zhou Qing was just making a fuss.
To be honest, after seeing so many bizarre things, he felt he had gotten used to it. So what if the capital planet was a complete mess?
We've seen these abstract things before, so now we're broadening our horizons, aren't we?
The Imperial Guards were unaware of Zhou Qing and Guilliman's conversation, otherwise they wouldn't have been so quiet.
Zhou Qing used psychic energy to complain to Guilliman, so the Imperial Guards were unaware of Zhou Qing's disdain for the human empire at that moment.
In fact, it was also a manifestation of Zhou Qinggao's high moral standards. He felt that it was not good for him to criticize others so soon after arriving.
He was willing to save face for his fellow human beings.
The Imperial Guards led the way, protecting Guilliman, and began to guide him through the underground passages into the outer palace defenses.
Thus, they were kept away from those dangerous and riotous areas outside.
When Shan Zhouqing and Diliman, along with the other people from the local area, arrived at the outer pavilion, they were first greeted by a heavily armed guard.
Representatives of the Martian Mechanicus and officials from various important departments of the Empire.
They were nervous and apprehensive, but they briefly reported the current situation to the living genetic prototype before them.
At this time, Zhou Qing simply listened quietly to their conversation, absorbing the useful information he needed to understand the situation in this galaxy.
It must be said that Terra, as the capital of the human empire, does indeed provide a much easier access to information.
After they finished reporting to Guilliman, Guilliman did not react much. He incorporated all the information into his theoretical considerations and calculated the possibilities of practical application in a binary system.
What the Primarch saw was a scene of chaos, with people wailing and lamenting outside the city walls under heavy military orders.
Countless dilapidated and old buildings, various huge and bizarre layers of defensive artillery fortifications, and most importantly, the starlight and the fact that it has been extinguished.
With so many questions looming over him, Guilliman instinctively turned to look at Zhou Qing.
Zhou Qing had handled so many things along the way that he had become somewhat dependent on him.
The Lord of Altera was well aware of just how powerful the man behind him, possessing both high moral character and advanced technology, truly was.
To resolve this series of issues, Zhou Qing was arguably his greatest reliance and support among all these things; it was the answer provided by his own superhuman intellect.
However, Zhou Qing did not express any opinion on any of this. He simply stood quietly to the side, collecting data on this galaxy and analyzing everything.
Although he has a high moral standard and is well aware of the importance of his fellow human beings, he still prioritizes his own affairs.
He really missed the Federation; he couldn't stand being in this shitty universe anymore.
None of my family members understand; he used to be just a scientist.