Chapter 417 Wang Ming misses Guilliman
Wang Ming stood on the edge of the transport ship. He looked at the assassins who had been dealt with. He felt that the Assassin Court was really generous this time. Hundreds of assassins, that time The assassins in close combat were all killed by Wang Ming, and the assassin snipers were cleared away by the imperial troops who arrived.
Wang Ming looked at the assassin corpses on the ground and returned to the transport ship. He had anticipated this incident and equipped the transport ship with several sets of power armor in advance.
After Wang Ming re-equipped the power armor, he went to the palace. Along the way, he was accompanied by the Forbidden Army. They looked at Wang Ming and were all vigilant in investigating the surrounding environment. They were aware of Wang Ming. They also understood Ming's reforms, and they also felt that this was an opportunity for the empire to rise again. After ten thousand years, it was time to do something serious.
Wang Ming was walking on the road to the palace. After seeing the emperor's son of god, the surrounding pilgrims took the initiative to get out of the way. There was no stampede or noise. They looked at the great The Son of God, and the Emperor's personal guards around him, quietly praised the sanctity of the God-Emperor, and the sanctity of the Primarch.
No one dared to speak loudly in front of the Primarch. They just thanked the God-Emperor for his blessing. The great God-Emperor allowed them to see the sacred Primarch.
Wang Ming was walking and suddenly stopped. He looked at a pilgrim who was almost starving to death and walked in front of him. There was a child beside this pilgrim, who was also Almost starving.
The life of these pilgrims is actually very difficult. It is said that they are carrying out devout pilgrimage to the most sacred place in the empire, but they may starve to death anytime and anywhere. There are too many pilgrims. Their terrifying numbers even cause a large number of them to starve to death on the pilgrimage every year.
Wang Ming looked at two pilgrims, one old and one young, who were about to starve to death. He took out two pieces of bread and two bottles of water and handed them to them. This situation was Wang Ming's problem. He was I had never thought about the problem of pilgrims starving to death before. Every year, there would be a large number of pilgrims in Terra. Although these pilgrims could not make much contribution to the empire, they could strengthen the Emperor's faith. , although the emperor does not want to strengthen himself with this kind of strengthening, it will turn his thoughts into divinity.
But it can give the emperor more ability to deal with those four disgusting things at the subspace level. Wang Ming looked at the two people, and the old man among the two took it tremblingly. Wang Ming handed him food and water, and the child tremblingly performed an eagle salute to Wang Ming. His body was already shaky, but he still tried hard to maintain his piety and humility.
"Send these."
Wang Ming looked at the old man and the young man in front of him. He took out a large amount of food and water from the system, and then said to the imperial guards around him. He couldn't bear to watch. These devout pilgrims starve to death. They may have no role in the empire, but their piety is a kind of loyalty, and loyal people will definitely get a chance to live.
"Your Highness, our mission is to protect you."
When the Forbidden Army heard Wang Ming's words, they did not act. When Wang Ming looked at the Forbidden Army in confusion, Wang Ming A forbidden soldier beside him suddenly said to Wang Ming.
Their mission is to protect Wang Ming. Apart from this, they don’t want to interfere with other things. This is the case with the Forbidden Army. They are the emperor’s guards and the most loyal imperial warriors, but their rigidity And obeying orders is absolute.
"Zhou Heng, take the brothers and send them."
Wang Ming looked at the Forbidden Army, he finally sighed, and then said to Zhou Heng, he can't order the Forbidden Army, at least Terra The Forbidden Forces above are not good. The only ones he can order are the one hundred Forbidden Forces above the fleet. This kind of thing still needs to be done by the time-travelers.
"Okay."
Zhou Heng looked at Wang Ming, he nodded towards him, and then led the travelers to get food and water. Regarding Wang Ming's behavior, In the eyes of the Imperial Guard, it is not that simple. They believe that the Primarch's behavior is very smart. He has gained the support and trust of the civilians of the empire from these pilgrims. Under the public opinion of Terra, the high lords also need to consider it. How to deal with Wang Ming, after all, they don't want another Terra riot.
After Wang Ming asked the travelers to distribute food and water, he continued to walk towards the palace. The pilgrims were extremely moved by Wang Ming's behavior. They believed that this was the biological son of the God Emperor. , he is so kind and gentle, this is a demigod, this is the son of God, he is sacred and merciful. Unknowingly, Wang Ming suddenly gathered the faith of countless pilgrims.
However, these beliefs have little effect on Wang Ming. Again, he has subspace projection, but as a human being in the 21st century, the connection between his subspace projection and subspace is extremely small. No matter how many beliefs he has, It doesn't have much effect on him either.
If no special circumstances arise, then Wang Ming’s soul is the soul of a real ordinary person. His soul will not have much connection with the subspace, even if those four guys want to corrupt If he is a time traveler, he will have to die personally, and he may not be able to succeed. After all, none of the four chosen gods listen to them. They all follow the orders of the four gods and obey them secretly.
Wang Ming looked at the pilgrims praising him around him. He just felt a burst of sadness. The empire had gone forever from the era of belief in science and rationality. All that was left was the fanaticism. The key point is that without these beliefs, the empire would have fallen apart long ago. These things have actually become a stabilizer that the empire cannot abandon today.
"My lord the emperor..., today's empire needs these, and I will let them continue, but there will be some changes..."
Wang Ming walked towards the palace step by step. As he walked towards the palace, he told the Emperor about his upcoming reforms.
The emperor recognized Wang Ming's reform methods. Although this reform was very slow, these reform methods were effective. The reform of the empire was inevitable, because the empire had now become a dying giant, and it needed to be replaced. Inject a burst of life into it to start moving again.
However, Wang Ming cannot change the empire too quickly. He is not the emperor, and he does not have the hero Malcador. He does not have the ability to make the Ministry of Interior operate as it did during the Great Crusade, but Wang Ming can By specializing some departments, at least it can reduce some of the pressure on the Ministry of Internal Affairs, make the empire's internal affairs easier to deal with, and at least allow the empire's various support forces to be mobilized faster.
At least this can reduce the situation that the Astra Militarum reacted to two hundred years later after a world requested rescue. Wang Ming can't touch the Ministry of Interior. He can't touch other things, the Assassin Court. , Tribunal, Ministry of Justice, State Education, Wang Ming can more or less move these departments. They will not move too much, but will change step by step. After all, as long as Wang Ming dares to make big moves, these departments will remain unchanged. The department that his own system has been operating for thousands of years will definitely crash. Wang Ming does not want to be overwhelmed by the time to solve their problems. Wang Ming's idea is just to give them an enforceable code of conduct. He can use this set of codes of conduct to do things better and at least improve the processing capabilities of some departments, although the processing of some departments does not need to be changed.
Unconsciously, Wang Ming walked into the palace. He did not go to the throne room, but went to his room in the palace. This room was in his It was expanded when he first returned to Terra. After he entered his room, he began to plan a specific reform plan.
The first is to reform the living environment of civilians. If they all live in hell, then how can they not long for the power from hell? The current situation of the empire's civilians must be changed to truly change the empire. After all, the cornerstone of the empire is mortals. Only mortals who have the ability to survive will not fall into the embrace of chaos because they have no way to survive.
Wang Ming’s policy in Morse is very good. The civilians have a minimum welfare guarantee. At least they will not starve to death, and they will still have certain jobs. However, this policy is placed in the entire The Empire cannot do that. After all, there are millions of worlds in the Empire. Each of these worlds has its own situation. Some worlds are really in the Stone Age.
The only way is to select those worlds that can be reformed, and those worlds where the living conditions of civilians are really extreme to the same extent. Those worlds are the best venues for reform, but the selection problem is a huge one Regarding the problem, it is impossible for Wang Ming to go to the Ministry of Interior to find information. Although the information there is complete, they do not know the era of their information, and the placement location of these materials is not sure. Maybe they will be found by then. At that time, these data could not be found at all, or the data found were thousands of years old.
"Alas..., this is a big problem..."
Wang Ming looked at the data pad in his hand, and he suddenly remembered those things in the system, which should contain information about various worlds in the empire. However, the screening of these things is very troublesome, to the point where the artificial intelligence will crash on the spot.
But Wang Ming still looked for it. It took Wang Ming some time to finally know the empire's world information, but the information was not kept in storage devices, but pieces of parchment.
Wang Ming looked at the parchments on the system screen and felt numb. Then he did something that made him extremely regretful. He actually started human flesh screening by himself. I have to say Ah, the Primarch's thinking speed is really fast. Wang Ming spent a whole night and finally selected a thousand worlds. Then he looked at the rising sun and then looked at the information in the system. He thoroughly It's numb.
During these three months, Wang Ming completely stayed in his room. When Wang Ming came out of his room, it was not because he had finished sorting out the information, but because Tai Something came up that he needed to solve.
“What’s going on?”
Wang Ming looked at Wang Xiaofa beside him and asked him.
"Holy shit! Boss, what's going on with you? You haven't been out for three months."
The first time Wang Xiaofa saw Wang Ming, he asked him about why he hadn't been out for three months. After all, Wang Ming This is the first time that I haven't appeared beside the travelers in such a close distance for so long.
"Boss, look at Xu Zheng's plan for Terra. He wants to transform the Pacific Basin and build various grain cultivation factories."
Wang Xiaofa just made a complaint, and the next moment he When it came to business, he took a data tablet and told Wang Ming about Xu Zheng's plan for Terra.
Xu Zheng plans to transform Terra's ocean basins into food cultivation factories to give Terra the ability to produce food independently. This is actually a good thing, but the high lords are opposed to this plan. Although Xu Zheng didn't care at all, he still asked Wang Ming for instructions, even though he had already started his work.
"Mobilize a group of untouchables and let them sit in those factories. Also, tell the high lords that everything the 21st Legion does is approved by the emperor. Ask them if they want to Disobeying the emperor's will."
Wang Ming took Wang Xiaofa's data pad. He looked at Xu Zheng's plan. There were indeed certain difficulties and risks in growing food on Terra, but as long as it was properly arranged, it would be fine. After all, now that Nurgle's power has been greatly damaged by the Emperor, he must not dare to jump in front of the Emperor. If he dares to cause trouble on Terra, the 21st Legion can respond quickly.
In this desperate universe, all actions must consider the existence of those four disgusting things. Their influence is everywhere and invisible. Wang Ming knows these things better than anyone else. Clearly, he understands the power of the Four Gods. The Four Gods are not entities that can be destroyed, but four concepts. These four things are Ya’s concept gods, not those star gods who can do anything in the physical universe. .
“In addition, increase Terra’s defense level, provide civilians with the food and jobs necessary for survival, and build various factories that require workers, as well as clean up the cults in the hive, as much as possible Let the various threats on Terra be reduced, and this is the list I selected to change the world, and let the guys from the Ministry of Interior go through it..."
Wang Ming looked at the data pad in his hand and thought. After a second, various tasks were arranged. He knew Guilliman's pain. Fighting was really not a problem in front of management.
After Wang Ming arranged various tasks, he returned to his room to deal with work. After today, in addition to the screening issues of the world, Wang Ming also began to deal with various tasks on Terra. After all, Such a large primarch is useless if it is not used.
Wang Ming was completely numb. He felt like he was a tool for handling work. It was also the first time that he admired the Emperor, Malcador, and his brother Regent Guilliman so much. , it is really hard for these three to get this huge thing moving, and Prime Minister Ma can still manage it in an orderly manner. He is now looking forward to Guilliman's return to Terra every day. He really He is not a Primarch with strong internal affairs handling capabilities.
(End of this chapter)