第37章 神选智库

In the eyes of the psyker, the apparition of the Emperor's manifestation lasted for seven days. For a full seven days, Badab Primus burned with towering flames.

The psychic flames cleansed all impurities, the strange sounds vanished, and the constant threatening sensation of something trying to usurp the flesh was gone. All surviving psykers felt a wave of peace and comfort.

As for ordinary people, aside from the various apparitions and symbols of the Emperor seen on the first day, they saw no more strange sights.

Yet afterwards, they also felt light-bodied and clear-minded, just as if a massive boulder had previously pressed upon their minds, and now that boulder had suddenly vanished.

Therefore, they held the various events of the Emperor Ascension Festival as usual, and with even greater enthusiasm.

This festival celebration was formerly exclusive to Upper Hive dwellers and nobles; the nobles were supporters and celebrators, while Upper Hive dwellers were responsible for providing emotional value and acting as NPCs.

However, now, apart for a rare few nobles who truly had no evil deeds, the rest of the bastards were all dead. The Astral Claws had established a unified government, so this celebration encompassed most people throughout the upper, middle, and deep hives.

Aside from free food and drink distributed, there were also various holiday activities organized according to the memories of Upper Hive dwellers.

Such as selecting the Emperor's most valiant warrior through duels.

Such as promoting charity and equality, where everyone should become brothers and sisters.

Such as holding various art exhibitions, paintings, sculptures, music, and so on without end, displaying personal refinement.

Such as holding various knowledge competitions to select the most learned person.

Huron could barely keep a straight face after seeing the specific arrangements for the activities. Was he treating the Emperor like the Four Gods here?

Were the Emperor's psychic flames not still burning fiercely on Badab Primus, he would have suspected whether this ghost of a place had already been targeted by the domains of the Four Gods all at once.

Yet Huron also knew these activities were actually normal; similar events were held every moment across the territories of the Imperium of Man.

It was just that these kinds of activities appeared simultaneously during the Emperor Ascension Festival; anyone who could keep a straight face through this was truly a god-like person.

Over the next few days, ordinary people enthusiastically celebrated the Emperor Ascension Festival, inspired by the Emperor's manifestation. Amos and the entire Librarian department sallied forth in all directions, finally searching every location in Badab where towering flames could be found.

At this moment, he was reporting to Huron: "Chapter Master, apart from the Deep Hive area, all other locations have been investigated. After simple screening, there are over ten thousand pure psykers recognized by the Emperor, as well as several million pure individuals who were affected by Warp fiends."

Huron nodded. "All psykers will join the Chapter, training under the standards of the Astartes Reserve. Although they are recognized by the Emperor now, it is hard to say what happens if they are left to their own devices. Release the ordinary people once they are confirmed to be fine; the Emperor has already recognized them."

The Chapter now lacked Librarian reserves, and these psykers arrived at just the right time. Being able to gain the Emperor's recognition while contaminated by the Warp showed that these people were basically kind-hearted folks who, even when influenced, had not had the chance to do wrong things, fitting his standards precisely.

However, thinking of something shortly after, he said to Amos: "Remind Damien that the use of violent torture methods during interrogation is strictly prohibited. They are individuals recognized by the Emperor. Should violent methods cause them to harbor resentment against us, that would be our dereliction of duty."

"Understood, Chapter Master." Amos hung up the comms.

Huron turned his gaze toward his system panel.

Once the Emperor manifestation Decision was completed, Huron found that apart from the newly added Emperor's Gaze buff, his panel also featured a new Decision related to the Emperor.

God-Chosen Librarian: The Emperor's gaze upon you is more focused. You can now expend 10 Administrative Points to establish a deep connection between all Librarians and the Emperor, making them God-Chosen. In addition to enhancing spellcasting abilities and gaining special attacks against the Warp, God-Chosen Librarians can also replace the functions of Astropaths and Navigators.

This Decision came at just the right time for him.

Badab's astropaths had struggled for over a year without managing to establish a stable communication channel with the Lamenters and the Mantis Warriors; only some messy, fragmented information came through, entirely impossible to decipher.

If the God-Chosen Librarians were powerful enough—like veteran psykers such as Amos—that should strengthen the astropathic effect and establish rudimentary communication, right?

Moreover, most importantly, it could replace the function of Navigators.

Huron held full confidence in the Imperium of Man's ability to hold things back, especially the Navigator houses.

To maintain the superiority of their own status, the Navigator houses were intensely hostile to any technology that could improve Warp travel, and would only use it when it was utterly impossible to eradicate.

Whether it was Warp engine improvements, auxiliary navigation computing equipment, or psychic amplification equipment, their immediate reaction was to eliminate these technologies, even if it benefited them personally.

The most absurd example was that the Empire possessed multiple real-space faster-than-light technologies. Even though the multipliers of these technologies were not high—generally only around ten times, unable to replace Warp travel—they were more than sufficient as a stable navigation method between sub-sectors.

Yet for the sake of their own status, various imperial factions joined forces to turn these technologies into the private hoards of the Adeptus Mechanicus, with the Navigators naturally playing a part in that.

Huron had clear goals for his future planning; he would definitely research and utilize stable, high-multiplier real-space faster-than-light technology, and before this technology completely replaced Warp travel, he would inevitably lose the support of the Navigator houses.

Therefore, this Decision came at precisely the right moment.

So he immediately contacted Amos, who had just hung up the comms, telling him to gather all Librarians, including Aspirant Librarians, to see him.

Amos felt somewhat baffled, but his respect for the Living Saint and the Chapter Master led him to obey the command, assemble all Librarians, and proceed to meet the Chapter Master.

After a while, Huron heard Amos knocking on his door.

He opened the doors to his office, looked at the nearly one hundred Librarians outside, and a smile appeared on his face.

Then he opened his mouth and completely stunned Amos: "The Emperor has given me new revelations. All Librarians shall become His God-Chosen, becoming His avatars in the mortal world."

The Emperor, secretly watching the screen: "?"

How come I didn't know about this?

"T-True... really?" Even the battle-hardened Amos, a dignified Chief Librarian, stuttered slightly at this moment.

All the Librarians behind him also wore looks of shock, never expecting they would actually have the qualifications to become the Emperor's God-Chosen.

"Naturally so," Huron clicked the Decision.

Ten Political Points transformed into an unknown force, wrapping around the Emperor once more to bring His power into reality, sinking into the bodies of all the Librarians.

According to the manufacturing process for astropaths, the Emperor's violent psychic might should have uncontrollably burned out the eyes of the Librarians.

Yet this newborn Emperor's psychic power was already relatively gentle, and coupled with the system's guidance, Amos merely felt a gentle yet scorching force pour into his body.