Servants

After being rescued, Yao En received his payment from the captain.

Even though he had performed poorly against the mutated spiders and hadn't fired at any enemies, as someone who could suppress psychic power just by being near a psychic, he received a higher reward than everyone else.

Forty Throne Coins.

Just by slacking off, Yao En could earn more money than a month's salary for other soldiers.

"Keep in touch," the captain said, stuffing the Throne Coins into Yao En's pocket. "I shouldn't be saying this, but I advise you not to donate the money to the Servants, and try to stay away from them. If the Underhive and the lower hive connect in the future, you might get burned to death by the Ecclesiarchy."

"Okay," Yao En nodded with a smile.

"Alright, let's go, men," the captain waved to the others, leading them out of the passage.

Upon returning to New Kato, Yao En didn't go home immediately. He first went to an artisan and spent ten Throne Coins on a string of jewelry, then took the remaining money to a tavern in the southern corner of New Kato City.

When Yao En excitedly pushed open the door, he saw everyone in the tavern staring at a screen.

The screen was showing a follow-up video about the Logistics Machines.

The Logistics Machines collected everything usable on the battlefield, including the corpses of rebel soldiers.

The Logistics Machines calmly approached an Abomination, and after detecting it was still alive, slowly extended their mechanical arms to kill it before absorbing its biological tissues into their chassis.

The video gave a strangely peaceful feeling. No matter what the Logistics Machines did, they were unhurried. They calmly collected materials and killed enemies.

Peaceful, cold...

The video was played repeatedly, but no one present showed any impatience. They watched very seriously, as if they were studying.

Yao En cautiously walked to the tavern bar, placed thirty Throne Coins into the donation box labeled "Servants," and then joined the others in earnestly watching the video.

After everyone had watched for two hours, the video was turned off. An officer emerged from behind the bar and asked, "What have you learned from this, my brothers and sisters?"

The man wore the uniform of the Planetary Defense Force, and the scars on his face testified to his participation in a brutal battle.

"We should learn from the Logistics Machines. We should always remain rational and calm, not getting angry, not getting happy, and not getting sad."

Everyone answered in unison.

This was the standard question and answer from a long time ago. Everyone present had watched the video of the Logistics Machines countless times and had answered the officer's questions just as many times.

"We are the Legion Commander's Servants," the officer declared loudly. "Although he has never admitted it, he is rightfully a god."

"I have seen fortresses rise from the ground under his might."

"I have seen him create these machines that bring us supplies."

"I have also seen him unleash fire and lightning on the battlefield, obliterating the rebels who surged like a flood."

"I am a company commander in the 47th Regiment, and I have witnessed many miracles with my own eyes."

After the officer finished speaking with cold indifference, there was no enthusiastic cheering or applause from the crowd. They simply nodded coldly, doing their best to suppress their excitement.

Among the "Servants," everyone was taught to emulate the cold indifference of the Logistics Machines, to suppress and restrain their emotions.

This was because the officer who founded the Servants, like some people in the city, believed Qin Mo was a god, and gods created the all-powerful Logistics Machines.

These people believed the Logistics Machines were not just providers of food and water, but also teachers. People should learn from the Logistics Machines, be as cold and emotionless as they are, and execute any command unconditionally.

"Share your thoughts," the officer ordered, sitting down.

"I was saved today," Yao En said excitedly. "When I was in the most critical situation, two messengers descended from the heavens and saved me."

Hearing this, everyone in the room cast envious glances at Yao En.

"Control your emotions," the officer reminded him with a frown, then continued, "I understand how you feel. When my comrades and I were trapped in a building by the rebels, God and his messengers suddenly appeared and instantly turned the tide of the battle. Even though none of us in our regiment sent out a distress signal, they still came."

"Sorry, I only joined recently..." Yao En quickly suppressed his excitement and other emotions, trying his best to remain cold and indifferent.

"It's alright, brother. Everyone learns and grows," the officer nodded, not pressing the issue further.

This tolerance and kindness made Yao En happy, because only when facing these people did he not feel inferior under the hateful and disgusted gazes of others.

"We should have actually died," the officer said, standing up and coldly scanning everyone. "The people of Kato City were forgotten, and our army was executing a foolish offensive plan. We lacked supplies, we were surrounded by rebels, we should have died."

"But we were saved by numerous miracles."

"In our moment of desperation, the Logistics Machines supplied us with food and weaponry. When we were in trouble, all we had to do was make a request, and the messengers would arrive within three minutes."

"The messengers are chosen warriors. They wear the creations of God and can annihilate large numbers of rebels in an instant. They, along with God, saved all of us."

Hearing these words, Yao En and everyone else nodded in agreement.

At that time, Kato was under siege by rebels who had already captured half the city.

After God and the messengers descended and turned the tide of the battle, Yao En fought alongside God. He thought he would disgust God, but unexpectedly, he was not only not disgusted but was also encouraged and protected.

Yao En remembered fighting on a main city street when he encountered a rebel tank. He fearfully covered his head and lay on the ground. Then, he heard the tank's cannon fire, but the shell didn't explode when it hit him. It didn't even penetrate his body; it fell off like a soft worm and slid down.

God walked over, unleashed lightning to shatter the tank, and then extended his hand to him, saying, "Get up!"

Although a long time had passed since the defense of Kato, Yao En dreamt of this scene every night.

"Yao En, come with me in a moment," the officer interrupted Yao En's recollection. "You are a fortunate person. After I report all your circumstances, God said he wants to see you."

"Really?!" Yao En was ecstatic.

"Control your emotions."

"Yes, sorry."