Future Plans

After showing off his Power Sword, Chen Xi did not immediately return to the Warhammer world.

Rostov II was doing well. Nothing required his immediate attention, and the pieces themselves could be left on autopilot, operating according to the instructions Chen Xi had preset. He did not need to keep watch over them at all times.

Moreover, according to the information provided by the Servo-skull, manipulating the pieces remotely through the box from the 3K Era was the proper use of his authority.

Possessing a piece and crossing into the Warhammer world was more for the convenience of fine control.

After all, once his authority increased in the future and the number of points he could use rose, Chen Xi might be deploying as many as ten thousand points' worth of pieces.

If he still had to personally command and micromanage that many pieces, it would undoubtedly be a tremendous test of his abilities.

By comparison, using the box's assistance to command them remotely in a sandbox-like manner was undoubtedly much easier.

However, those were matters Chen Xi could consider later. What concerned him now was whether he could bring things from the 3K Era into the 40K Era.

"Can I bring things from this world to that one?" Chen Xi asked the Servo-skull.

"According to the Emperor's regulations, you may carry supplies not exceeding your personal carrying limit into the 40K Era, and vice versa." The Servo-skull's answer was simple and direct.

Chen Xi could accept that answer. He had no idea how the Emperor had enabled him to travel between two worlds while also transporting goods, but it was clearly no simple feat.

Being able to carry some personal belongings was already quite good in Chen Xi's view.

He had even been prepared for the possibility that he could not move goods between the two worlds. Now that he could carry personal items, many things became far more convenient and far simpler.

To say nothing else, obtaining seeds for all kinds of crops in the 3K Era and bringing them to Rostov II was far easier than acquiring seeds in the 40K Era.

That might have been an interstellar age where technology had advanced to unimaginable heights, but the convenience of their logistics might genuinely not have matched the Sairis of the 3K Era.

This was not an exaggeration. Thanks to convenient delivery services and online shopping in the 3K Era, Chen Xi could easily obtain seeds for at least a hundred different crops, cheaply and in bulk.

If he wanted to, he could open a shopping site and have more than a hundred types of crop seeds bundled together and delivered for just a few dozen yuan.

But in the 40K Era, that would be troublesome. Leaving aside everything else, merely finding a source for crop seeds was an enormous hassle.

The Adeptus Mechanicus did possess quite a few high-quality seeds, but not every Forge World had a complete selection available. Simply figuring out how to buy seeds from the Adeptus Mechanicus was already troublesome enough.

The Tech-priests often sold things as long as you paid them, but the problem was that Chen Xi simply could not afford to buy seeds from them right now.

Something that cost a few dozen yuan in the 3K Era? In the 40K Era, you might have to empty an entire planet's treasury to get it.

Do not find that strange. Tech-priests were like mythical Pixiu—they only swallowed and never gave anything back!

Rather than expecting them to be generous, Chen Xi would sooner expect the Emperor to pull his own ass off the Golden Throne.

Chen Xi might have been able to obtain a great deal of help from Magos Ovilia, but that was because Ovilia was a Sage who had been excluded and could even be said to have been persecuted!

What Adeptus Mechanicus Sage in the Imperium did not have organized Adeptus Ministorum forces at her side? Those were not issued by the Adeptus Mechanicus; they were modified by the Sages themselves!

If a Sage had no Adeptus Ministorum forces around her, there were only two possibilities: either they had all been wiped out, or they had been confiscated.

Ovilia undoubtedly belonged to the latter category. She had been politically persecuted by the Forge World she belonged to, stripped not only of the treatment a Sage deserved, but perhaps even exiled.

According to Ovilia, she had nothing left. Aside from her knowledge, she had no bargaining chips she could use in a trade.

That was precisely why she had been so agreeable, and why she looked as though she were staking everything on a single gamble.

If it had been any other Sage receiving normal treatment, Chen Xi was certain that even if he sold Rostov II, he might not have been able to obtain as much help as Ovilia was currently giving him.

Of course, the Necron tomb on Rostov II should be worth quite a lot. If he sold that information to the Adeptus Mechanicus, Chen Xi should still be able to exchange it for quite a few things.

But given the Adeptus Mechanicus's stinginess, the more likely outcome was that he would gain nothing at all. Instead, during their excavation of the Necron tomb, the planet itself would be blown apart by the war between the Adeptus Mechanicus and the Necrons.

The best outcome might be that the entire planet's population would be taken away by the Adeptus Mechanicus and turned into assembly-line parts literally welded to their workstations, serving as free servitors for several centuries.

Those Tech-priests were fully capable of such things. Especially with something like a Necron tomb, which touched upon both xenos technology and heretical technology, the Adeptus Mechanicus would not want the Imperium to know they were researching it.

Even within the Adeptus Mechanicus, certain factions would not want other factions to learn of it.

Taken to an extreme, some Sages might even silence everyone on the planet who knew about it...

But none of that had much to do with Chen Xi right now. He had already secured Ovilia, and she clearly would not want anyone else to know there was a Necron tomb on Rostov II.

As long as Chen Xi's side did not leak the news, it was unlikely to attract the attention of other Tech-priests.

After all, Rostov II was a frontier world. In the Imperium of the 40K Era, that meant it was backwater territory that might go unnoticed for centuries.

"Since there is no immediate threat for the time being, development is the priority. At the very least, I need to build up the Planetary Defense Force, so we do not have no troops to deal with things if that Necron tomb blows up." Chen Xi found some paper and a pen, listed the problems he currently faced and the matters that needed resolving, then ranked them one by one according to urgency and importance.

Without question, his top priority now was to develop Rostov II and raise the planet's economic level.

As the saying went, money might not solve everything, but without money, nothing could be done.

"Come to think of it, I still have more than two hundred points left unused. Should I invest in a few more units? There is an Imperial Creed presence on the planet. Perhaps I can deploy more Sisters of Battle, then have them cooperate with the Imperial Creed to establish an Order of Sisters on Rostov II and train a batch of Sisters of Battle? Training them ourselves should be more efficient than deploying pieces, right? I only have five hundred points right now. This many pieces really are only enough to serve as seed stock."