"I really can't take this." Lin Fan truly could not bear to watch any longer. He rubbed his eyes, feeling as though his soul had suffered grave trauma. The diversity of the Imperium of Man had deeply shocked him. Its good worlds could not compare to the Big Canteen, while its bad worlds were only slightly better than falling into the Warp.
The Imperium of Man never lacked the finest specimens capable of making Lin Fan's vision go dark and the gods' eyes light up. Before Lin Fan arrived, there had been a woman in the Imperium who, with nothing but a mortal body, had drained three Greater Daemons of Slaanesh dry. Even Slaanesh had praised her for it.
"Croak! With lunatics like this in the Imperium of Man, what do they need to cower before the Four Gods for?" Lin Fan cursed inwardly.
Although Lin Fan had prepared himself beforehand and told himself that this was simply what the Imperium of Man was like, that it would gradually improve if given enough time, watching freaks pull stunts at such intensity every day was simply too painful. His blood pressure kept soaring, and several times he had felt the urge to erase those planets outright.
Had Orikan and Trazyn not desperately stopped him and promptly switched the images on the Brilliant Star Map to ease his blood pressure, whether the Milky Way could still exist would have been a question worth doubting.
"Honestly, I may have overlooked these issues before because I was always putting out fires on the battlefield." Lin Fan cut off a large piece of roast meat with his knife and fork and ate it. Only while eating each day did he feel relaxed. "Or is this also Tzeentch's plan? To make me lose faith in the