Genestealers Die for the State

Psychic Power is incredibly useful.

Kasgar couldn't help but think to himself, "I'm at the end of the line for applying to be a crew member on a Voidship."

Under the shaping influence of Psychic Power, his height of nearly three meters while wearing armor was instantly transformed into that of a young and thin worker. After the disguise was complete, he arrived at the nearby Starport with great excitement and stood behind the list of teams recruiting crew members.

During the journey, Kasgar was also constantly planning how to strengthen its own power.

If all goes well, his best course of action right now is to find the homeworld or Fortress-Monastery of the Chapter of the Sons of the Emperor as soon as possible. Perhaps most of the Sons of the Emperor have perished with the passage of time, but the famous Apothecary of the Emperor's Children, Melusine, who can finally be called an Old Doctor ten thousand years later, can definitely prove his identity.

Contacting the Sons of the Emperor would be enough; that wouldn't be too difficult for Kasgar.

However, his situation was not without its challenges—he did not know why the Emperor would design the existence of the [Ultimate Edict], which would cause the Grey Knights Chapter and even the entire Inquisition to search for his whereabouts all over the world and use all means to bring him to Terra.

You must hide your identity.

Now, the Grey Knights will most likely search for him throughout the entire Hive City in the name of the Ultimate Edict. If he were to board the ship arranged by the Governor as originally planned, he would most likely be stopped on the spot by the Inquisition.

Even if he, Kasgar, could defeat the Grey Knights and the Inquisitor, the ensuing star system blockade would be something he couldn't handle.

In this Imperium beset by internal and external troubles and surrounded by enemies, every second counts.

—Kasgar chose the nearby Badab War as its first target.

The reason is simple: the Badab War was nothing more than a conflict between a few Chapter Master over honor and troop allocation, which was exacerbated by the Imperium's inefficient and foolish management and operation, ultimately leading to tragedy.

Ruft Hurons, also known as Wang Xiulun the Huron the Blackheart, is the Space Marine Chapter Master the Astartes Chapter, Star Phantoms, stationed in the Chapter Badab Sector. He is responsible for guarding the Maelstrom, the area connecting the Imperium to the Warp. Because it connects to the Warp like the Eye of Terror, it has become a refuge for many Chaos Space Marine, traitors, pirates, and Xenos.

Wang Xiulun was a man of exceptional talent, skilled in both military affairs and agriculture. Not long after taking office, he brought order to the previously chaotic Badab Sector, cultivating extremely close relationships with his fellow Space Chapter from the surrounding chapters—whether it was the World Eaters or the Mantis Warriors, all the Space Marine Chapter respected him as their leader. Rumors circulated that he was nicknamed "Huron the Timely Rain," or simply "Brother Huron."

Unfortunately, he shared the same flaw as his Gene-father: ambition.

But he was defeated in every one-on-one battle.

Wang Xiulun couldn't help but feel resentful towards the High Lord's arrangements after being pulled away from the Allied forces at several crucial moments when they were about to quell the Maelstrom. It was clearly the Astartes warriors who were fighting to the death on the front lines, but in the end, they had to listen to the arrangements of those incompetent mortals and lose one opportunity after another to achieve victory in one battle.

Ultimately, he convened a secret meeting with the other Maelstrom Guardian Chapter and wrote his "Just Separation Accusation," which explained his intention to separate the Maelstrom region from any connection with neighboring sectors.

He wanted to emulate the previous Angron and Perturabo and establish autonomy in the sector near the Maelstrom!

Wang Xiulun believed that only in this way could the Astartes solve the remaining problems of the Maelstrom and better serve humanity and the Emperor.

—Instead of that corrupt and incompetent Imperium of Man ruled by the High Lord!

Clearly, from now on he will stop paying taxes and devote all the resources of the Badab Sector to the war in the Maelstrom.

This is rebellion!

The High Lord had previously claimed that "even the landlords have no surplus grain" and couldn't even send out a single Chapter, suddenly assembled several Space Marine legions, which were about to march in a mighty force toward the Badab Sector.

The two sides accused each other of being traitors, and tensions were running high.

This is the moment when Kasgar awakens.

If Kasgar doesn't intervene at this time, the Badab War will soon officially begin. In the fierce civil war, Wang Xiulun will eventually be defeated in a one-on-one fight and will be seriously injured. He will then be led into the Maelstrom by his subordinates (mini version of the Honor Guard) and defect to Chaos!

Soon, Wang Xiulun, who possessed the power of farming, would continuously recruit soldiers and horses in the Maelstrom, gather heroes and build a large-scale "Red Corsairs" army. Taking advantage of the geographical advantages of the Maelstrom, they would harass planets within the Imperium at all times. In the end, even Guilliman, who had awakened, was killed by them and captured alive.

Compared to other latent threats, the Badab War is relatively easy to deal with. Without the intervention of Primarch-level forces, it is ultimately just a civil war within the Imperium.

If handled properly and both sides exercise restraint, Kasgar might not even need to intervene personally.

If this opportunity could be used to solve the Maelstrom problem, Wang Xiulun, a talented and ambitious man skilled in farming, Kasgar naturally not want to miss it.

Most importantly, another group involved in the Badab War was suspected to be the Sons of the Emperor.

The Red Scorpions Chapter.

According to current intelligence in Kasgar, the Red Scorpions Chapter, as one of the representatives of the Imperium of Man forces in the Badab War, is renowned for its pursuit of perfect purity. Furthermore, this chapter has always remained tight-lipped about the origin of its Gene-seed, refusing to reveal it.

Of course, this information is all from the original timeline.

Today, the Sons of the Emperor, as a heroic legion from an ancient era, enjoy unparalleled honor within the Imperium. The Sons of the Emperor are even the only Space Marine Chapter Chapter can wear the Imperial Eagle Crest.

"I suppose the Red Scorpions of this era would proudly consider himself the Sons of the Emperor."

He still needs to lie low for now, to bide his time and quietly develop until he has enough power to support his military coup.

The first step was to contact his descendants, who would be ten thousand years in the future, through the Red Scorpions Chapter.

With the assistance of his most direct Chapter's mother group, it's only a matter of time before he can build a super legion that unites various forces and commands overwhelming support.

The Kasgar Trade Lord is recruiting Void Shipwrights.

[Short-term and long-term workers eat and live the same, get canned meat every month, and the water is always clean. Long-term workers are paid 3 Ultimatum Coin a year, while short-term workers only get one Ultimatum Coin per trip.]

At the front of the long line that Kasgar was standing in, a rather fierce-looking guy was walking back and forth shouting using Sound Array device.

"What the heck is Ultimatum Coin?"

Blasphemy!

Who... who changed the Throne Gelt of our First Imperium into the Ultimatum Coin used by the Second Imperium?

"Guilliman, do you really like the Second Imperium that much?"

Kasgar wanted to complain, but he ultimately chose to remain silent.

The procession moved quickly. Most trade ships didn't have any requirements for recruiting workers for the void ships—they were just consumables that could be used to death. As long as someone looked like a human and didn't have any obvious diseases, the inspectors at the front would let them freely into the ship's cabin.

These people don't care about wages; as long as they can find a place to eat and stay, they'll scramble to get in like crazy.

Just like now, the examiner simply had Kasgar, who Psychic Power in the form of a young man, open his mouth to check his teeth before immediately granting him entry.

A human being with normal appearance, who has not been genetically modified or contaminated by radiation.

Pure-blooded human!

—The Imperium of Man is currently teeming with people like this.

Perhaps due to Guilliman's seven thousand years of operational experience, there are some oddballs in Kasgar's team now, but most of the humans have human appearances.

That's enough.

There is currently nothing that looks completely unlike a human.

"Next, you will explain your work schedule: 16 standard Terra hours followed by an 8 standard Terra hour break, and then continue."

"Okay, if you understand, go back and prepare to claim your own resting bed. We'll meet here again after one Terra time!"

After a short "training" session on recognizing work hours, Kasgar and his colleagues received their "employee benefits."

A small bottle of recycled water, a packet of Nutrient paste with plenty of energy, and a can of meat made from some unknown type of meat.

Holding what he was holding, Kasgar quickly stuffed it into his stomach.

Although Space Marine are said to have stomachs of steel, they have still genuinely been starving for ten thousand years and haven't eaten anything.

As for the virus and hygiene issues ten thousand years from now, just kidding. Kasgar is someone who can eat food made by Aqua, the Second Captain of the Emperor's Children. She has that much tolerance.

It's all that Grey Knights's fault, and that nonsensical Ultimate Edict!

Well!

Without them, perhaps Kasgar could have joined the Emperor's Children Chapter much sooner under the Planetary Governor's arrangement.

Why would anyone need to work on this trading ship to make a living?

After finishing the not-so-sumptuous lunch, Kasgar headed to his quarters—as temporary workers recruited for the trade ship, their quarters on the lower deck could only be described as rudimentary.

Just by opening that large, rusty iron gate, you can smell a stench of decay and mold that hits you.

The entire dormitory room seemed to be full of people.

"All our sacrifices and dedications are for that great being. Continue to serve, Star Child."

"The call of the Lord of Stars is approaching, we—"

Shh! Shut up, someone's coming—

The guys seemed to be talking about something before Kasgar arrived, but when they saw Kasgar's arrival, the crowd scattered instantly, looking somewhat embarrassed.

They look alike, appearing to be a family from the same planet, and none of them have hair.

"Hello, new worker."

One of them smiled and looked at Kasgar.

"Would you be interested in learning more about our Savior and Emperor, the Great Lord of Stars?"

Kasgar: "."

To be honest, when he walked through that door and saw that everyone in the group had purple skin and a hard lump on their bald heads, Kasgar was actually devastated.

I'm so Genestealer!

Genestealer, also known as Genestealer.

This is a pioneering force deployed by the Tyranid swarm to other intelligent species in advance—they infect the local intelligent races and establish a large family within their sphere of influence by spreading contaminated thoughts and genes.

Simultaneously, under the control of the Hive Mind, they will send beacons indicating their location to the Tyranid swarm and instigate internal strife during the Tyranid Fleet's invasion to disrupt the defending forces' operations.

Ultimately, along with all the intelligent life in the area, it was completely devoured by the Tyranid Fleet, turning into biomass that was contributed to the Tyranid swarm.

Some of the Genestealer flee at the first sign of trouble will escape to the dwelling place of another intelligent species, becoming the next target of the Tyranid Fleet, emitting signals like teleportation beacons, and so on in a continuous cycle.

This genetic cognitive bias leads them to believe that the approaching Tyranid Fleet is their savior, or even the incarnation of some kind of Emperor.

The Emperor's statue had four arms in their eyes.

It's not surprising that some cunning Genestealer would appear here.

Currently, the Five Hundred Worlds of Ultramar is under attack by the Leviathan Hive Fleet. As a planet belonging to the same Extreme Star Zone, it is normal for the Genestealer here to become more active due to the arrival of the Tyranid Fleet.

Although Guilliman made a significant contribution by mitigating pollution and radiation problems in various Hive City through his millennia of diligent governance and by ensuring the health of subsequent human offspring.

Perhaps the lower-level Hive City fall into ruin and decay, but they will certainly not become the dens of Chaos, Orks, Cultists, Genestealer, and pirate groups as they were in the original 40K.

Unfortunately, it seems that after Guilliman's serious injury, the various systems that were originally strictly enforced were also wiped out by the passage of time.

After about three thousand years of rule by the High Lord, the dilapidated old car that Imperium of Man seems to be accelerating its way towards the abyss of depravity!

It's only been two thousand years since the glorious Great Crusade turned into War of the Beast teeming with insects.

"I'm sorry, I don't believe in the existence of God."

"I only believe in the Imperial Truth."

Kasgar really wanted to start burning it right away.

However, he cannot easily eliminate all the corruption from the Xenos at present.

Even his Psychic Flame were useless— the Genestealer influence came from genetic modifications, the kind that couldn't be reversed even if you wanted to.

"Since you have refused the Lord of the Stars' gift..."

Then—

The clan members looked at each other, as if they were communicating through their own Genestealer Psychic Power chat channel.

Logically speaking, beings who resolutely refuse the blessing of the Lord of the Stars should be directly dragged over and forcibly "baptized," becoming one of them under the call of the great patriarch.

However, their unique Psychic Power perception allows them to instantly recognize the strength of the person in front of them.

If he were forcibly brought before the clan leader, the clan leader himself would be the first to die.

Therefore

"So, we can just get along well?"

The Genestealer men's eyes cleared up.

For the next few weeks, Kasgar remained wary of these Genestealer who were praising the Four-armed Emperor.

Just after realizing that Genestealer had infiltrated the ship, Kasgar seized an opportunity and used his Psychic Flame to Genestealer was hiding in the ship's ventilation ducts, into ashes.

These first-generation Genestealer are extremely difficult to deal with; the substances they launch can even contaminate the genes of normal humans, making them the next hosts of the Genestealer Cult.

This item must not be kept.

As for the remaining workers

Kasgar's primary task at present is to resolve the crisis of the Badab War as quickly as possible without attracting too much attention.

He didn't have time to explain to anyone why these people had to be burned to ashes. What if the Ministry of Adeptus Arbites used him to fabricate false cases?

Endure.

Keep a low profile, always keep a low profile

A large group of Inquisition and Grey Knights were waiting outside to ambush him at the door; Kasgar had to keep a very low profile.

All we need to do is get him out of here safely and unnoticed and head to the Badab Sector.

As he tightened screws on the production line, Kasgar thought to himself.

Badab is currently embroiled in war, making direct entry unlikely.

The next stop on the trading ship he was on was the Casgo sector near the Badab Sector, yes, the one that paid taxes to Wang Xiulun.

Kasgar plans to get there first and then make further plans.

If he could make a name for himself locally, and eventually even meet the Chapter Master of the Red Scorpions Chapter, then his initial goal would be—

Clang!

The trade ship, which was traveling in Warp, suddenly emitted a huge explosion.

Moreover, it seemed that with that explosion, the entire ship experienced a violent tremor, and under this tremor, it was as if their ship had come to a stop while traveling in Warp.

What happens?

Kasgar deliberately stumbled along with the other workers, anxiously following the main group out of the loading workshop to check the situation.

He had a very bad feeling.

He remembered one thing very clearly about the "Lucius" he had met before.

After ten thousand years of silence, Chaos will return once more.

Comeback

"Ah!"

The workers near Kasgar suddenly let out a series of pitiful screams, clutching their heads as if they were experiencing some kind of terrifying hallucination—as if some horrific vision was playing out in their minds.

Under the influence of this force, some workers even began to tear at their faces with their hands, not caring that their faces were covered in blood, which looked particularly bizarre.

Cannot make a move

Kasgar restrained himself from rushing up and setting everyone on fire to save them.

"What's going on? Get back to work!"

"I don't care about illusions or anything like that, why am I unharmed?! The Trade Lord's request has not been fulfilled, you all must be punished!"

During Warp travel, especially long-distance Warp jumps, unstable and chaotic situations often occur—for example, people or objects may be randomly teleported to a certain location on the ship, or situations that are not possible under the rules of physics may occur on the ship during Warp travel.

Furthermore, there are these strange hallucinations that appear in the minds of the crew members, which can cause some of them to become trapped in these hallucinations and unable to extricate themselves.

In severe cases, some crew members may even go insane as a result.

This is why there are often so many fleets recruiting workers outside Starport.

But if only it were just an illusion, that would be great.

As Kasgar convincingly portrayed his own corruption, his Psychic Power senses suggested that something was brewing within the fleet.

". broken."

As if to verify Kasgar's statement, in the next instant, one of the workers suddenly burst into a desperate and painful cry.

To everyone's astonishment, the worker's body suddenly swelled up dramatically, his originally thin frame becoming unnaturally large in the stomach.

Immediately afterwards, his body exploded, and countless mosquitoes and flies, like black mist, burst from the dead man's stomach and scattered in all directions!

What kind of monster is this?

The workers, who had never witnessed such a bizarre scene before, ignored the foreman's attempts to stop them and began desperately fleeing towards the nearest exit.

Panic and fear instantly filled the small lower deck.

Why would that be—

"Zombies! It's zombies!!!"

"My body feels so uncomfortable! Help me, help me!!"

Moreover, the explosion just now not only caused a burst of mosquitoes and flies, but also a large amount of splattered pus that caused infection.

Under the influence of the plague, many workers became Plague Zombie of Nurgle in the next moment, staggering to their feet and rushing towards the even more terrified mortals.

"Oops!"

Kasgar followed the throng of people and ran towards the exit.

At the same time, he secretly controlled his Psychic Power, using Psychic Flame to eliminate the Nurgle plague in the air without being detected as much as possible.

—Let's save as many as we can.

If it were said that the workers were allowed to be ravaged by the plague simply because they had to keep their identities hidden, Kasgar would not stand by and watch.

However, it now seems that even if Chaos invades, it will only result in the loss of some Nurgle zombies.

Their strength is also much less than before.

If it were just some Plague Zombie, the law enforcement officers on the trading ship alone could handle it.

Even if it causes some casualties, as long as it can be completely burned by high-temperature flames, the area affected by the Nurgle Plague will not be very large.

But it's never that simple.

As the workers squeezed out of the factory in Kasgar, I felt the crowds come to a standstill.

Looking ahead—there was a heavily armored warrior covered in pustules and venom, emitting a foul stench. Judging from the deep sound in his voice, the guy seemed to be laughing.

There's also stinky canned food.

This is going to be difficult.

For the defenseless workers, this Plague Marine was a death knell—he only needed to stand there, and soon the entire ship would be consumed by his poison and plague, leaving nothing behind.

"Damn plague-ridden pigs"

Now that Plague Marine have appeared on the ship, Kasgar has no choice but to—

"For the Emperor! For the Lord of Stars!!!"

The next moment, the group of purple-haired bald men charged at the enemy like the most valiant Imperium warriors.