After arranging everything, Gao Yi returned to his room in his palace.
Two days of sleepless administrative work also left his head feeling dizzy and heavy. Sitting truly in the position of the ruler of Warhammer, Gao Yi genuinely felt the misery within it.
No wonder those High Lords were all worked to death. A single planet has this many matters, let alone the countless planets within the Imperium. Processing all of this relying on human labor is too absurd! Using any more longevity surgery is useless! To be able to persist in sitting in that position, loyalty—is truly too much loyalty!
Lying on the bed, Gao Yi could not fall asleep for a long time, his mind entirely filled with the Genestealer Cults that might appear in the lower hive.
Since he could not sleep, Gao Yi closed his eyes, wanting to observe his own projection within the Warp.
The acquisition of a massive amount of psionic crystals, coupled with getting a piece of the pie in the Cult Mechanicus, made Gao Yi want to see if his psionic projection had undergone certain changes.
However, when Gao Yi closed his eyes and linked his consciousness to his Warp projection, a huge, pitch-black, and icy dark sun occupied his entire field of vision.
That sun hung motionless right beside his Warp projection.
"This... this... you didn't not target me, and your holy icon wasn't unresponsive, but rather you were waiting right here for me?"
Gao Yi naturally knew what this icy sun represented; that was the manifestation of the God-Emperor in the Warp.
When he first came to the Warhammer universe and traversed that teleportation tunnel, Gao Yi had seen it from afar.
Yet when observing this icy sun at such close range, Gao Yi truly realized how powerful it