Chapter 562: Psychological Counseling for Travelers
“Hahaha, Vashtor will probably be depressed for a while this time.”
Above the Sun Fortress, Wang Ming looked at his hands He laughed out loud at the monitor. It was so much fun that he blew up Vashtor's realm twice.
At this moment, Wang Ming and the others did not know that Vashtor was ruined because of this incident.
After solving Vashtor, Wang Ming and the others finally got some free time. They drove their fleets in the galaxy and continued to kill those Chaos Astartes, and those who were evil. The believers spent time with the demons. They looked at the worlds invaded by demons and felt a sense of peace in their hearts. It was as if they were used to all this.
"No, there is definitely something wrong with this."
Wang Ming looked at the states of the time travellers, and there was definitely something wrong with them. Nowadays, they already feel very bland about many things. They are very Something was wrong, they had been numbed by the endless war.
"The time-travelers cannot become so numb. In this case, what is the difference between us and those guys."
Wang Ming looked at the state of the time-travelers. A large number of wars have made These time travelers have all begun to feel numb. Although they are not like the humans in this universe, they are still a little tired. Countless wars still make them very numb.
“We still need to do some psychological construction.”
Wang Ming looked at the time-travelers who were training. Although they still behaved positively, as their Primarch, Wang Ming still knew their psychological thoughts.
Wang Ming thought about the solution to this matter, and then sent the fleet to a world. Cardia, the very first place, was also a place for the traversers to rebuild. Now it is also resistant to Chaos. One of the first lines.
The fleet slowly anchored in the sky above Cadia, and then the entire fleet landed on Cadia. Wang Ming planned to let the traversers rest here for a few days and let them Take a good look at what they have changed.
The reason for the numbness of the time-travelers is actually very simple. The exhaustion of the endless war is only one aspect. More importantly, they do not see what they have changed. The most uncomfortable thing for them is that they do not It has not changed the current situation of human beings in the galaxy. Even the planetary governors are obeying Wang Ming's orders and disobeying Wang Ming's orders. This is really disappointing to them. Although they have been fighting for the empire and humanity, they still hope to see their own changes. of.
“My brothers, I know that you may have begun to have some thoughts about our cause. We have been fighting for so long, but firstly we have not found a way home, and secondly we have not changed the general appearance of human beings in the galaxy. State, San has not accomplished what the protagonist in the novel has done. Do you know why we are like this? ”
On top of Cardia, Wang Ming stood on a high platform. He looked at the travelers on the square and said loudly to them.
The time travelers were silent. They didn’t know why they had such thoughts. They had experienced too many wars, and even an Astartes battle group would rarely encounter them in a hundred years. to these wars.
“Because there are those four disgusting things on our heads looking at us. They are peeping at humans and us, but we have no way to deal with them. This feeling of powerlessness is felt by everyone. However, we experienced it in Macragge and experienced it on the way to the Renaissance Expedition. We are time travellers, not the fourth natural disaster in those players’ novels. We are not as powerful as we imagined.”
"We just have more information than humans in this universe, and we have the ability to be immortal. In fact, we are just a group of people who want to go home..."
Wang Ming looked at the time travellers, After he said these words, he also felt the thoughts of the time-travelers, the sadness in their hearts, the anguish in their hearts, and the anger in their hearts towards the Chaos Evil God. They are human beings, and they are not the fourth natural disaster in the player novels. They know what they want to do and what they can do. They cannot accept the situation that they cannot change the fate of mankind. They want to change the fate of mankind and kill those Chaos Evil Gods.
"But, comrades, please allow me to use this ancient title. We are powerful. We have more powerful combat capabilities than the old Space Marines. We have unlimited resources. We should not become like this. Our enemies are gods. But it doesn’t matter. We are Chinese. In the ancient mythology of our civilization, gods are only for use. We have never worshiped any gods, even the emperor. The emperor is just a god. He's just a powerful person."
Wang Ming looked at the time travellers, he yelled at them, and at the same time he suddenly pointed at the Eye of Fear in the sky, which seemed to be staring at them. Like them, the weird colors kept escaping from it, and it looked extremely ominous.
“This is our enemy, the gods, but the gods who go to horses, we are time travellers, although not the fourth natural disaster, but we are immortal, we also know what those things are, we have to kill If their power is too great, we will burn the subspace and let them die with us!"
Wang Ming pointed at the Eye of Fear in the sky and shouted at the traversers! , and at the same time, he also aroused the emotions of the time travelers, and they also started to yell.
“What the hell, burn the subspace!!”
"We are Chinese people, and we never believe in any gods. Man can conquer nature! Go to hell with the subspace evil gods, they are a bunch of disgusting things!!"
"Gods are fucking gods, these are a bunch of disgusting things! Put the star-destroying cannon on their heads!"
"The courage of mankind will be forever engraved under the starry sky, go to hell with the evil gods of subspace!"
Countless voices, countless voices! With different accents, the travelers no longer use Gothic, or even Mandarin. They use the words of their hometown to express their inner thoughts. They keep yelling, and at the same time they disperse I have always been confused in my heart, so what if nothing has changed. They are time travelers, and they have the ability to end it all.
Just like bullets, they can press their lives into the gun that kills the Chaos Evil God, and use their lives as ammunition to let those Chaos Evil Gods take a good look at the Chinese people. So scary that they can sacrifice themselves for humanity. "Yes, we can burn the subspace. We have the last resort. In the worst case, we will die together and let this world completely end the fate of being dominated by the evil god of chaos. But what can we do now? For the sake of mankind in this galaxy, we cannot Do this.”
Wang Ming looked at the time travellers. He said to them, and at the same time retracted his hand pointing at the Eye of Fear. They cannot ignite the subspace so quickly. They must arrange everything in the empire. Then they will ignite the subspace and let everything settle.
But..., can they really burn the warp? Is it really possible to rely on their souls from another world?
"I'm sorry, Wang Ming, I lied to you..., you cannot ignite the entire subspace, and your souls will not truly die. You have proven your loyalty to mankind. You are not Like the time-travelers in Gutera's novels, who came to this "era" from the distant "past", I really feel sorry for you..., but for the sake of mankind, for this desperate universe..."
On the distant Holy Terra, the mummy-like man on the Golden Throne shed a drop of tears. He, no..., maybe he should be more appropriate. He looked at his children, watching them fight to destroy Chaos. The evil god dared to sacrifice his life. He thought of his "fathers".
"I walked under the moonlight, holding the shells I exchanged from the fishermen. I used them as my father's eyes. They also created me to let humans live, but I failed them. I did not finish saving humans. My mission, I..., I am too tired, but I can't rest. I have faced the four gods, I have won, and I will sit alone on the golden throne for tens of thousands of years."
< br>The saint on the Golden Throne, the saint who led mankind out of the darkest era, left tears. They were human tears. Humanity overwhelmed divinity at this moment. The Golden Throne The existence above is not a god, he is just a person, a person who devotes everything to the ideal of mankind. He has never regretted accepting his fate, for his own race, for his own civilization, in the current crisis, He only has responsibility. He has always fulfilled his responsibility, no matter how many years it takes, it remains the same.
After Wang Ming completed the ideological construction with the time-travelers, he took the time-travelers to relax on Cadia. They integrated themselves into the operating system of Cadia. Constantly helping the Cadian Lightning Army above Cadia, they ate, lived and worked with these mortal soldiers. They saw the mortal soldiers facing the Eye of Fear above their heads. They also saw the children of the 21st Legion Mortal Auxiliary Army. They never paid too much attention to the children on the fleet.
Even if they were playing between the various cabins, even if they were playing around the travelers, the travelers just thought they were cute, but now, they have really begun to notice this. Everything about mortals in the universe, they just know that mortals live a very hard life, and have seen with their own eyes how miserable mortals live, but looking at those children who are full of vitality, and those all kinds of mortal auxiliary troops and mortal soldiers, and Those ordinary civilians seemed to have seen the life of a human being.
From childhood to adulthood, from birth to death, even Jose, who has followed Wang Ming and the 21st Legion for the longest time, is already old. With a head of gray hair, he is He looked at Wang Ming with a smile on his face.
"My old friend, you are dying."
Wang Ming looked at Jose in front of him. Jose's life had reached its limit. He had been with the 21st Legion for too long. He has also been to too many places, from Holy Terra to the black realm outside the Milky Way, from the current dark age to the brief trip to the Federation Era. He has seen too many things in his life, and he has accompanied He has been following the god-like Primarch for hundreds of years.
“Yes, my old friend, I am indeed about to die.”
José looked at Wang Ming, he smiled and replied to Wang Ming, as if death was just a thing It's just a trivial matter, but he is a mortal, not a time traveler, and cannot be resurrected. If he dies, he will truly return to the Golden Throne.
“My old friend, I feel very lucky to be able to walk with you in this galaxy, to be able to do so many things for mankind, I am really so lucky, Holy Golden Throne The light has fallen on me, my old friend, my life has fulfilled its value.”
Jose looked at Wang Ming. He gently took a little girl from a female officer behind him. The child had the same green eyes as Jose. She was looking curiously at the huge Wang Ming in front of her. .
"My old friend, this is my granddaughter, can you please give him a blessing like you gave to my son?"
José looked at Wang Ming, He handed the child to Wang Ming, and then said to Wang Ming.
“Of course, my old friend.”
Wang Ming took Jose’s granddaughter. He looked into the child’s eyes. Her eyes were so much like Jose’s. She looked at Wang Ming with her green eyes open, and suddenly laughed. She felt the reassuring aura on Wang Ming's body.
"May you become as great a person as your father and grandfather, may the Lord of Humanity on Holy Terra be by your side, may your life be as complete as your grandfather."
Wang Ming looked at the child in his hand, he smiled, and then said to the little guy. The golden flame ignited in Wang Ming's hand, covering the little guy. She didn't have anything in the golden flame. Despite the pain, I felt very comfortable and fell asleep.
Wang Ming handed the child to the female officer. The female officer and the male officer beside her looked at their child, and they thanked the Lord Protector for blessing their child.
"Old friend, her eyes really look like you and your son. I hope she can become the same person as you."
Wang Ming looked at Jose, this old friend Time is running out.
"I hope, this is the last time, sir, please let me stand guard for you one more time."
José looked at Wang Ming, and he suddenly made an eagle salute to Wang Ming, and Wang Ming agreed. His request allowed him to stand guard for him for the last time in his room. When the next day, Jose had passed away, and he just stood in Wang Ming's room, just like in Morse. Just like when Wang Ming was unconscious, he had been standing guard for Wang Ming when Wang Ming was unconscious.
“Old friend...goodbye.”
Wang Ming personally wrapped the Eagle flag on Jose. This veteran who had been fighting with the 21st Army for many years, Wang Ming’s old friend My friends, I returned to the Golden Throne today and received a rare end of life in this cruel universe.