After much thought, Lin Fan said to everyone, "I want to try creating a world. Just as Perturabo said, the Milky Way is simply too small for us. If we do not seek expansion, we will eventually end up killing one another."
"All right, then. Looks like we have plenty to do again."
Everyone rose and departed in different directions. Only Lin Fan, The Emperor, Isha, Cegorach, Oedmeir, the Silent King, and a few others remained in the conference hall.
"Silent King, I remember that your Brilliant Star Map records every star system in the Milky Way, right?"
"That is correct. What do you intend to do?"
"What else? Over the next fifty years, I will memorize as many planets and everything on them as possible. That way, when Tzeentch explodes, I might be able to save a few more worlds. Besides, once I have seen enough, I should have a rough idea of what to do. It will also serve as preparation for the creation to come."
Lin Fan laid it out clearly, and the Silent King could only nod in agreement. "There is just one problem. Orikan, who oversees the Brilliant Star Map, appears to be trapped inside Angron. We must first try to free him. But with the Void Dragon's help, I do not think that will be much of an issue."
"That will do." Seeing the Silent King open a hyperspace tunnel, Lin Fan wasted no time. To him, every minute and second meant thousands upon thousands of living beings being remembered. Even the faintest impression might preserve their lives. As for the future, that could wait until the future.
Isha bade Lin Fan farewell—or rather, it was the Slaanesh side of her bidding him farewell. After Isha and Slaanesh fused, Lin Fan could clearly sense