Journey to the Three-Body World

"Allowing those psykers to grow unchecked is too dangerous, but simply suppressing them cruelly won't solve the problem."

"If those people are already living in hell, how can we expect them to resist the temptations of the Warp?"

"No one will protect a world that brings them pain; they'll just destroy it by any means necessary."

"If we want those people to reject Chaos, we must show them the happiness they can achieve by doing so."

"As time goes on, humanity will inevitably produce more psykers, until the entire species transforms into a new psychic race."

"We need to establish some academies to guide these individuals with psychic talent, teaching them to control their powers."

"Psykers gathered together are prone to incidents," the Emperor pointed out the flaw in Raven's suggestion. "Their souls will shine in the Warp, attracting those daemons."

"Then gather them, send them to desolate planets, guarded by the Night Watch, and place extinction-level weapons like Cyclone Torpedoes in orbit."

"Once the academies fall under control and become nests for Warp creatures, use these destructive weapons to cleanse the entire planet."

"This way, even if the psykers lose control, they won't cause much harm."

"If the students can successfully graduate from the academies, they can be conscripted into special positions to strengthen the Empire's power."

"Warp navigation and Astropathic communication are inseparable from psychic abilities. The Empire's development requires these special talents that can leverage the power and authority of the Warp."

The Emperor stared intently at Raven, a hint of struggle in his deep eyes. After a long moment, he nodded.

"Alright, I'll adopt your suggestion."

"Nice, big guy," Raven said excitedly.

The Emperor asked, "What do you think the psychic academies should teach?"

"Of course, teach them how to control magic and techniques for fighting Warp daemons."

"They'll also need to learn how to prophesy and craft potions and weapons imbued with magic."

When asked about the academy's plan, Raven became particularly animated.

"I've even thought of a name for the academy: Hogwarts."

"We can also have a sorting hat, assigning students to different houses based on their personality and talent."

"Let's get some harmless magical creatures for the students to practice on, select talented individuals to train as Witchers, teaching them how to hunt monsters and play Gwent."

"Of course, all these academies must have a very important course: research on how to use magic to create the world's most delicious ketchup and fries."

"A wizard who doesn't know how to make delicious ketchup and fries is unqualified."

As the Emperor and Waldo listened, a series of black lines appeared on their foreheads.

Good grief, the earlier parts were just a setup.

Ketchup and fries were your real goal, weren't they?

The Emperor adopted Raven's suggestions, establishing the Silent Convent and the Night Watch organizations, while also constructing psychic academies on various desolate planets.

He dispatched professional teachers to guide children with kind hearts and psychic talent.

He screened students with strong willpower and formed Witcher cults.

Branches of the Silent Convent and the Night Watch would also be built near these psychic academies.

If any problems arose, they could be resolved immediately.

After the Petacanas System was fully liberated, the Emperor had some accompanying officials lead the core members of the resistance to establish a new government.

Simultaneously, he arranged for members of the Adeptus Mechanicus to provide technical support to the new government.

He requested that the system quickly resume production and rebuild civilized society, so it could contribute to the Great Crusade and serve the Empire.

After completing all this, the relevant personnel withdrew from the planet's surface, and the expeditionary force prepared to set sail once more.

Under the gaze of countless citizens, the ships in near-Earth orbit ignited one by one, erupting with brilliance like stars.

As the ships left near-Earth orbit and moved away from the planet, many people wept.

This was because they knew they would never have another chance to see the monarch who had saved them and vowed to protect them.

It would take two days for the fleet to reach the system's Mandeville Point.

Raven calculated that it was enough time for them to go to a new universe.

Going to a new universe could anchor the flow of time.

No matter how much time passed in the new universe, only one day would pass here.

"Big guy, we've stayed in this universe long enough. It's time to set off and complete the mission to change destiny in a brand new world."

"That's fine," the Emperor did not object. He needed more technology to fill the Empire's shortcomings.

With Raven's help, the Emperor's plan had more room for error.

He didn't need to conquer the entire galaxy so urgently anymore.

He could take it step by step, slowly.

"Let's bring Big Corn Cob along too, let him see the world."

Raven hadn't forgotten the grand promises he'd made to Waldo earlier.

Waldo's eyes widened, not expecting Raven to remember that promise.

He had always thought the other party had just said it casually.

The Emperor looked at Waldo, sensing the anticipation radiating from him, and nodded.

"Then let's bring him along."

"Alright, let's depart now," Raven shouted.

With a bang, his black body diffused into light, forming a spacetime tunnel.

"Let's go," the Emperor said, waving for Waldo to follow.

After the two entered the swirling vortex of light, they traversed time and space, arriving directly in a brand new universe.

The Chaos Gods sensed it.

Changes to the universe's predetermined fate had long since drawn their attention.

Yet, they could never find the root of the problem.

As the Emperor traversed spacetime, they felt a disturbance and each released their power, attempting to locate the origin of the issue.

Terrifying power churned the Warp, creating one dreadful storm after another.

But they found nothing.

The distortion of spacetime vanished.

The Emperor, coming back to his senses, looked around.

Yellow sand filled the air, and the sky was a hazy gray.

In the distance, a few old buildings were covered in a thick layer of yellow sand.

Just like the first time he went to the Super God Universe, his size had shrunk by half, leaving him at only two meters tall.

The weapon in his hand and the armor on his body were gone.

In their place was a slightly loose set of ordinary civilian clothes.

He tried to use his psychic powers.

But he found the aether seemed to have solidified, making it difficult to manipulate.

In his original universe, a mere thought could summon psychic fire capable of destroying an entire city.

Here, he could only conjure a few sparks.

"Are the physical laws of this universe this potent?" The Emperor tried a few more times before giving up.

"Waldo," the Emperor shouted, "Raven."

"Big guy, I'm here."

Raven flew over from not far away, flapping his wings and landing on the Emperor's shoulder.

"Did you see Waldo?" the Emperor asked.

"Over there," Raven pointed to a location.

The Emperor walked over and found Waldo, who had also shrunk.

The commander of the Adeptus Custodes had become a two-meter-tall, muscular giant.

He was currently lying on the ground, fast asleep.

Raven explained, "It's a side effect of traversing spacetime. His body needs a few hours to adapt before he can move freely in this world."

"Where are we now?" the Emperor asked.

"We are on Earth in the Three-Body Universe, currently during the Great Depression, at the point when most regions began to desertify."

"What should we do now?" the Emperor continued, "How do we change this destiny node?"

"We need to go to the nearest human city first," Raven replied.

"How far is it? Are there any vehicles nearby?"

The Emperor looked at Waldo, who was still sleeping on the ground, then at Raven.

"About thirty to forty kilometers. I found a vehicle."

"Lubricate the chain with some oil, and it should work."

Raven guided the Emperor to a pedicab inside a dilapidated house, with expired oil placed beside it.

The Emperor looked at the rusty pedicab, a series of black lines appearing on his forehead.

"Raven, I am the Master of Mankind, the supreme ruler of the Imperium, the conqueror of the galaxy, the Omnissiah, the God of All Machines, the Emperor of all Humanity..."

Raven quickly interrupted him, "Stop reciting, big guy. The pedicab can't carry that many people."

"Don't complain like a woman. Even if you transformed into a Chaos God right now, you'd still have to pedal this pedicab to get Waldo out of this hellhole first."

The Emperor, with a helpless expression, accepted reality.

He tossed the unconscious Waldo into the pedicab's cargo area.

Then, with a grunt and a huff, he began pedaling the three-wheeled vehicle, taking Raven towards the nearest human town.