Chapter 176 Embrace the Truth

Three standard Terran days later, the silvery rain that flooded the entire planet finally stopped.

The tentacles of the Hive Mothership squirmed and stretched out to other galaxies and resource centers that guarded Favna. As the scarlet shadow dispersed, the Ring of Destruction hanging in the sky also started its jump engine and left here.

An ordinary hive city resident who was seriously injured during the greenskin invasion woke up from the devastated ruins. He opened his eyes and saw a gloomy sky above his head.

"Ah ah ah ah ah--!"

The hive city resident was immediately swallowed up by huge fear. He hurriedly let out strange screams, rolled and crawled into the crater blasted by the green skins, huddled in the pitiful shadows and shivered. , like a maggot that cannot see the light.

——Phobia of open spaces, a trait shared by many hive residents.

Architectural structures made of plastic concrete and adamantium continued to expand over the millennia of colonization. Dense residential areas and industrial areas were layered on top of each other. Mega-urban clusters with large populations eventually grew into a The towering dense steel jungle, this is the "hive city".

The majestic hive city spiers stand towering on a foundation built with the flesh and blood of countless low-level people. Its height is enough to pierce the atmosphere, allowing the noble merchants and nobles living on the hive city spiers to have a view away from the thick pollution clouds that have accumulated on the planet's surface for thousands of years. The light of a star that ordinary people cannot see in their lifetime.

——Yes, although it is hard to imagine, most of the people at the bottom of the human empire will never see the "sun" of their planet once in their lifetime.

The so-called "dark empire" is not a metaphor, but an objective fact. This is an empire where most people live in a dark environment.

But that's not what the hive was like in the beginning.

A hive city often has to accommodate a huge population of one billion or tens of billions. In the heyday of mankind, such huge cities were often managed by artificial intelligence. The huge urban cluster operates in an orderly manner with a complete pollution treatment system and efficient material collection. Advanced intellectual AI serves every human individual living in it meticulously.

Every nest is a brilliant crystallization of human civilization.

After the Iron Man Rebellion, the ecosystem of the hive city that lost artificial intelligence management quickly collapsed. A large number of facilities were not maintained, and the pollution that lacked treatment quickly got out of control. The once beautiful and livable planet quickly turned into a dead world, and each hive city was destroyed. Filled with endless groans of pain from countless humans, the hatred and distrust of AI has now entered the genes of every human being.

After the catastrophe of the Long Night, the humans living in the hive city adapted to the gloomy, cramped, high-pressure environment through dozens or even hundreds of generations of arduous reproduction, and also learned to tolerate the deadly heavy pollution at the bottom of the city.

The ultra-high population density and the crowded and narrow spaces in the middle and lower levels of the hive have caused the physiology and psychology of most ordinary residents to become distorted and degraded. These people who have been huddled in dark corners since birth are often afraid of open environments and bright lights. , become sensitive and neurotic, and it is difficult to call them "human" no matter physically or psychologically.

In fact, the nobles of Fafnir also prefer to call the common people the rats in the gutter - although even rats live a better life than most of the bottom dwellers in the hive city.

Because rats that have adapted to a highly polluted environment can at least fill their stomachs with irradiated food, and a hive city often suffers from famine for 100 years in a century of operation... Isn't the ratio too high?

"Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah--!"

"The God Emperor is on top! The God Emperor is on top! Ah——! Humph, hum——ah——!"

"Ahhh——! God Emperor——!!"

As time goes by, more and more residents of the hive city wake up from the nano-disaster, and screams begin to sound in the ruins. In a sense, this dead world is given some life.

When hive city spiers collapsed in the war, the people of the empire, exposed in the ruins in broad daylight, struggled and twisted like maggots exposed after lifting the stone, trying their best to crawl back into the dark and narrow gaps to gain such a glimmer of hope. A sense of security.

The empty environment, the sky that I have never seen before, and the body in a strange state are all so frightening.

Only a few Resistance soldiers with a slightly better mental state were able to preserve a little sanity in the fear, and then noticed the milky white light that was constantly shining on the outskirts of the hive city.

That was the light emitted by the teleportation beacon.

Giant humanoid machines with a height of more than a hundred meters walked out of the light and walked towards the collapsed ruins in groups, causing screams and wailings one after another.

A large number of residents hiding in the gaps crawled out from the backlit corners and fled on their hands and knees. Others were so frightened that their legs were weak and unable to stand up, so they slumped in place and desperately prayed to the God Emperor for protection while frantically digging the ground with their hands. Their fingers were constantly bruised and bled by the hard sand, and then repaired and healed by the nanorobots implanted in their bodies, and so on.

"Can such a person really help the leader's career..."

On the shoulder platform of a Cybrex battle body, Listia and several fellow truth monks looked distressedly at the people below who were either wailing or hysterical.

"The civilians in the hive generally lack education and knowledge. They may have mistaken the Cerberus War Body for the Orcs' Furry King Kong." A monk said: "Except for the Imperial Titan, this is the closest thing in form. "

"That's what I said, but none of these combat bodies have weapons." Listia was a little helpless.

The Cyberlux war bodies they brought had their two-handed main weapons removed, and the plasma destroyers and laser matrices were replaced with oversized hot melt saws and hydraulic claws for transportation, cranes and other equipment.

In short, this is a Titan construction team that came to do post-disaster reconstruction. Except for the diplomat Lystia, the team is made up of civil engineers.

"In fact, hydraulic claws and hot melt saws are also lethal weapons." One brother muttered.

The Titan construction team moved forward along the main road in the suburbs of the hive while clearing the debris of the building. After successfully attracting a beating from the remaining resistance army, they successfully found a person to talk to.

Baroness Henriette, who had just woken up and was still in a daze, accepted the meeting request of the Truth Order construction team surrounded by a dozen guards. They had no other choice.

As the second daughter of Duke Fafner, Henriette was familiar with the Truth Order. Her brother bought a fine power sword produced by the Faya Space City from the black market as her 16-year-old adult gift.

I don't know which body of the resistance soldier the sword is on now.

"It's my honor to meet you, diplomat. Were you the ones who drove away... destroyed the orcs of Fafner?" Henriette asked cautiously.

"Yes." Lystia responded generously.

She handed Henriette a paper agreement with the official seals of the Imperial Ministry of Justice and the Ministry of the Interior and the signatures of several star district governors, and then said:

"This is the handover agreement signed by our leader and the human empire. Here - the signature and biometric code of your father, Duke Fafner, are also on it. In the name of the Star Bullet, the Fafner galaxy is a legal territory under the jurisdiction of the Order of Truth from this moment on."

Henriette blinked, looking at Lystia's enthusiastic look, she was embarrassed to say that she didn't know the biometric code of Duke Fafner.

Lystia didn't notice the embarrassment of the baroness at all. She put one hand on her chest and said emotionally: "Welcome to embrace the truth. Whether you are willing or not, the truth will embrace you."