Chapter 65: Off to the Green Wave Farm!

After gathering the full amount of hope energy, Eden was ecstatic.

After all this time and effort, it was finally time to reap the rewards.

It hadn't been easy!

He was eager to return and study this newfound power but couldn't just leave immediately.

After all, the people were still fervently worshipping him.

As the chosen one of the Emperor, the great savior, how could he simply walk away?

It was better to stay a little longer and gather more hope energy.

Eden lingered for a while, allowing the people to gaze upon him to their hearts' content.

Once their excitement had calmed down, he finally turned and left.

Afterward, the cherubim dispersed, flying in all directions, spreading the news of the great miracle that had just occurred.

With Eden's departure, the ceremony reached its conclusion.

The people were dismissed in batches under the guidance of the enforcers.

While the ceremony had ended, the impact of this event was only just beginning.

Like the flapping of a butterfly's wings, it triggered a chain reaction.

After witnessing the miracle, Bayev, Carter, Doni, and the others became certain of one thing.

The Governor had indeed been blessed with immense divine power from the Emperor.

Just like the legendary Living Saints.

Or rather, Eden Grant was the great Living Saint!

He was the Emperor's loyal disciple, granted god-like power to walk among mortals in His name.

This was the Emperor's profound compassion and care for Urth, the Grant family, and the church.

All praise to the Emperor!

The officials in the Court District were equally shocked, becoming even more reverent and loyal to the Governor.

Their faith in following their great and benevolent leader was now unshakable.

Meanwhile, the activists who had left the Holy Square spread the news of the miracle throughout the territory.

People discussed the miracle at the ceremony, the Governor's god-like power, and the delicious wafers and holy water.

But most importantly—they spoke of the Governor's promise.

He had promised that in the future, the people would no longer go hungry and would be able to eat such delicious wafers.

As this news spread, the rumors about the Governor finding a mountain of sawdust bread disappeared.

Instead, the story became that the Governor had found a mountain of wafers as tall as the hive itself, along with an endless spring of holy water.

In short, people were filled with hope.

These hopes transformed into invisible strands of hope energy, drifting from all over the territory and gathering at the psychic core within the Emperor's holy statue, slowly nourishing Eden.

This was the strength of humanity. An individual might be insignificant.

But with a large enough population, the hope energy generated by their faith could empower Eden to grow into an incredibly powerful god!

Though it seemed like he was competing with the Emperor for worship, at least the Emperor hadn't objected.

Besides, his territory and the faith it generated were barely a fraction of what the Emperor commanded.

It was all for humanity, for the Imperium. Even if there was no merit, there was certainly effort involved.

Eden comforted himself with this thought and resolved to continue leveraging the Emperor's influence within the Imperium to reap more benefits!

As long as the Emperor didn't object, it wasn't blasphemy.

Praise the Emperor!

As time passed, news of the miracle at the Court District's ceremony spread beyond the territory.

In the territory of House Hoffman, Yusef had already received word.

"Master, if the Corpse Emperor truly manifested a miracle, what should we do?"

The robed cult leader furrowed his brow, clearly worried.

After all, it was the Corpse Emperor—none could deny His power, whether in the galaxy or the Warp.

Of course, the Great Lord of Eyes they worshipped was equally powerful.

That much was undeniable.

But their god had never manifested a miracle so directly, instead sending His will through whispers.

"Fake. It's just that useless fool Eden playing tricks.

The Astronomican has long since extinguished, and the False Emperor's faint remnants of power here have already dissipated.

Besides, Urth is on the Imperium's frontier. His gaze wouldn't even reach here…"

Yusef sneered:

"According to the latest data, the Court District's food reserves were already nearly depleted.

That fool throwing such a grand festival in this situation is nothing short of suicidal.

Send more people to spread rumors in the Court District.

Tell them that because of the festival, the district's food has been exhausted, and everyone will starve!

We'll just wait for the Court District to descend into chaos. I refuse to believe he can conjure food out of thin air!"

"Yes!" The robed figure took his leave.

"Lord, bad news!"

Just as the cult leader left, the steward of Yusef's territory ran in to report that a factory's workers were rioting due to a lack of food.

Life wasn't easy for House Hoffman either…

Yusef sighed deeply:

"Fools! They don't understand the difficulties of our territory! Deploy the riot squads. Kill all the rioters, and then randomly select some more to execute…"

He knew that only fear could command respect.

Killing more people would also provide more corpse starch.

Armed forces were the foundation of power. As long as his soldiers weren't starving, there wouldn't be a problem.

Moreover, the more death there was, the faster the offspring of the Great Lord of Eyes would descend!

In the end, victory would be his!

In the territory of the Gray Wolf gang, however, nothing changed.

Life continued as usual.

The civilians stayed hidden in their homes while gang members prowled the streets, guns blazing.

"Kill them! Wipe out those scum!"

"Waaah!"

An Ogryn, with a cooking pot on his head, charged forward with a club, smashing a small man's skull in one blow.

Gangs, criminals, thieves, and drug users—all mingled together.

Death and bloodshed were the eternal themes here.

Anyone would find this complex web of chaos a headache to deal with.

In the Court District, at the Governor's spire, Eden was taking stock of his gains.

The amount of hope energy gathered far exceeded his expectations, reaching 300,000 points!

He could feel his body becoming more refined, his understanding and control of the warp essence advancing.

He could now utilize this psychic energy in more forms.

In simple terms, he had unlocked new abilities.

The most important of these was the ability to perform long-distance teleportation.

In the Imperium, long-distance teleportation typically required the use of warp engines on starships, teleportation devices installed in buildings, or navigation beacons.

The distance these methods could cover varied.

But all of them relied on the Navigator Houses, the Adeptus Mechanicus, or Astropaths for assistance.

Urth lacked these resources.

Chaos gods, on the other hand, used a more direct method of teleportation.

They could tear open a rift between the Warp and reality by harnessing the chaos energy generated from their followers' sacrifices, invading the material world.

Of course, our great Emperor also possessed similar abilities, able to teleport His Custodian Guard wherever they were needed.

This god-like form of teleportation was more direct and nearly ignored distance.

With enough hope energy, Eden had now mastered this divine ability as well.

He could now open a portal and travel to the Green Wave Farm, a relic from humanity's Golden Age!

(End of Chapter)

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