(Thank you, Slaanesh Above and False Emperor Below, for the reward. Bonus chapter 1/5.)
You He's expression changed again and again as he listened to this history he had never heard before.
After the old man finished speaking, he could not help asking:
"What happened to the people who were captured afterward?"
Grandpa Boatman glanced at You He.
"Some people always harbor fantasies about Xenos and heretics. They think that because the Xenos brought advanced technology and boosted our productivity, the Xenos must be better than the God-Emperor.
But these people do not even understand the most basic truth: invaders are invaders. Invaders come to plunder, not to build your homeland so you can live in comfort!
Fools do foolish things, but the price is paid by the God-Emperor's loyal subjects!
Judging by that look on your face, the Xenos textbooks never mentioned what they did, did they?
Then let me tell you: slaughter. It was a global massacre!
More than fifty million members of the resistance were gathered in several concentration camps across the planet and all killed!"
"That's impossible! That violates the rules of the Greater Good!"
Before the old man could finish, You He let out a shriek. His face instantly turned red, his breathing became ragged, and his eyes filled with bloodshot veins.
"That's impossible. You're lying to me. The T'au are humanity's good friends. They came here to help us build our homeland. They could never have carried out a massacre!"
Seeing You He's hysterical expression, as though his faith had collapsed, Grandpa Boatman sighed.
His fingers continued to stroke the Imperial Aquila emblem on the Boltgun.
"Child, let me ask you: did you kill the commissar?
That old man wearing a peaked cap and a tattered trench coat.
Back when I could still walk,