Cisrain felt that he had been trapped in the wrong line of thinking.
Why had he previously felt that he lacked manpower?
It was nothing more than insufficient computing power in the Synapse Condenser.
He needed vast amounts of computing power, so he needed a vast population.
But now, someone was offering him billions, even tens of billions, of people—and he did not need to raise them. He could simply use them directly.
Since that was the case, why did he need to keep so many people fed?
That was right. He did not need people; he needed soldiers.
But the soldiers he needed did not necessarily have to be ordinary mortals.
Some wars were never something the mortals of Gamma World could participate in.
If so, why did I need so many mortal soldiers?
The Imperium did this because it lacked the technology. It could not support a plan to modify its entire population.
Did I lack it?
My world was not large, so I did not.
That was right. This world needed mortals. Mortals were the source of soldiers. Mortals were everything.
Mortals formed the foundation of humanity as a whole.
But mortals were too weak.
They were easily affected by the Warp, and they could not overcome the corruption of Warp Chaos.
This was simple.
Wasn't it just a shortage of manpower? Weren't mortals simply too weak?
I could just choose genetic ascension for everyone.
As long as mortals had sufficiently high base attributes and enough resistance, the Warp would become useless.
"This is my idea."
"It will be stopped."
"It is merely directed at—"
"I have lost everything, walking the benevolent son's burden."
"You will lose everything too."
Countless voices rang by Cisrain's ears.
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Did The Emperor have nothing better to do every day than