Warhammer: Do I Have to Sit on the Golden Throne Too?

Zhou Yun had always looked down on transmigration. After all, who knows what kind of cesspool you might end up in? If he was going to transmigrate, at the very least, he needed endless lifespan, first-tier power within the entire worldview, absolute control over vast territories, millions of loyal troops, a landing spot in a completely safe location, hundreds of millions of believers worshiping him, countless worlds under his rule, and a cheat that simultaneously combined immortality, alter egos, territory building, invincibility, clan management, prolific offspring, and absolute might. Oh, and it would be best if he didn't have to do a single thing and could just sit there----And so... Terra, the Imperial Palace, atop the Golden Throne, Zhou Yun opened his eyes. "Huh? Do I have to sit on the Golden Throne too?"