Chapter 13 Desperate People

 Moss, the tin robot, looked in the direction of the gate excitedly, only to find that it was empty.

  "Master?" Moss's electronic voice deepened, filled with inexplicable sadness.

  Since the establishment of Green Wave Farm, it has been responsible for the management of the farm and has never stepped out.

  But in the endless years that passed, the owner never came to see the results of its work.

  Moss stood there stunned, the spray nozzle in his hand still spraying pesticide.

  A gust of wind blew over, and the sprayed pesticide was carried back by the wind and hit Moss.

  Sizzle!

  Electric sparks erupted from the short circuit on Moss's body, but it didn't seem to notice anything.

  If the short circuit is allowed to continue, it will most likely "die" due to component short circuit.

  But at this moment, it fell into a strange loop and couldn't react at all.

  Snap -

  the sky behind Moss turned dark.

  Suddenly, a large piece of board fell down, revealing a cold steel wall.

  "It's the damn mimicry panel No. 613 again!"

  Moss hurriedly put down the sprayer and ran to the place where the mimicry panel fell. He wanted to repair the mimicry panel quickly.

  It came to the side of Mimic Panel No. 613, and two slender robot hands stretched out from its back to repair the panel.

  "How many times has Mimic Panel No. 613 fallen off?" Moss thought as he repaired it that

  the mechanical brain would immediately call up the prepared data, 4,567 times!

  Oh, damn Mimic Panel No. 613!

  As a farm robot, it's Moss's job to maintain the farm.

  If nothing unexpected happens, he will continue to work at Green Wave Farm.

  Repairing that damn mimicry panel, waiting for the owner he has never met to come and accept the work.

  In the void of Green Wave Farm, a psychic sign was slowly flashing. It was a teleportation beacon.

——The

  spire bedroom in Wangting District.

  hiss!

  Ron woke up suddenly with a splitting headache!

  "Ah! Sir?" The worried voices of the maids came to my ears.

  "What's wrong with you!"

  Linda was shocked and urged: "Call the pharmacist quickly!"

  "No need to call, I'm fine."

  Ron knew that there was nothing wrong with him, it was just a side effect of his consciousness being withdrawn from subspace. .

  The feeling came and went quickly, and I recovered immediately.

  Ron ordered the maids to leave, and he walked to the balcony to feel the warm sunshine.

  At this moment, there was a smile on his lips, and the gloom in his heart was gone.

  Found a way to break the situation!

  He found a farm left over from the golden age in a space ship in the subspace.

  That farm not only has relevant planting technology and seeds, but also a golden age robot!

  That's the real treasure!

  As for the imperial taboos and prohibition on the use of intelligent machines, Ron didn't care about that much. The empire had no control over him.

  As long as you use it within a reasonable range, there is nothing to be afraid of.

  Even if there is a risk, it is in the distant future.

  What he has to do now is to use every means to improve his strength and survive first.

  During this trip to the subspace, no powerful weapons or holy relics were found, but there were solutions to the food problem and robots from the golden age, which were also huge gains.

  Wait until we get back the planting technology of the golden age, plus the help of robots.

  It can build farms on a large scale and solve the problem of food shortage.

  The key now is, how to get those treasures back?

  Fortunately, before Ron ran out of energy, he left a teleportation beacon on the farm.

  As long as he has enough hope, he can activate Little Sun's teleportation ability, go to the farm through the teleportation gate, and move things back!

  Therefore, the top priority is to find a place to place the psychic core and absorb the power of hope from the people!

  As for the location, Ron has already thought about it.

  "Carter!" Ron shouted.

  "Yes!"

  Carter, the captain of the guard, came in in response. His nearly two-and-a-half-meter body was so oppressive that even Ron, who was 1.8 meters tall, had to raise his head to see the opponent's face.

  But it was impossible for Carter to behave in such a disrespectful manner. He stood in front of Ron and half-knelt down to accept the order: "Mr. Governor!"   

  Every time Ron saw Carter, he felt that he was a good candidate to become a Space Marine. If there was a chance in the future, he would have to hire a team of Space Marines as a bodyguard.

  In the world of Warhammer 40K, Space Marines are the only card.

  Ron put the complicated thoughts behind and concentrated on solving the problem at hand.

  "Follow me to the Sacred Square!"

  "Okay, sir!" Carter looked resolute. After accepting the order, he turned around and went out to prepare.

  Ron must have a strict security plan every time he travels to ensure his safety.

  After all, the Homan family wants to kill him all the time, and they have sent out many assassins for this purpose, so it is better to be careful.

  Soon, under Carter's arrangement, Ron took a special suspended vehicle to the Sacred Square.

  After getting out of the car, Ron ordered Carter and other guards to guard the surrounding areas, while he walked under the statue of the God Emperor in the center of the square and looked up at the majestic giant.

  It was once a sacred and solemn symbol, but now it is in dilapidated condition.

  Despite this, it still exudes an aura of majesty that evokes a sense of awe.

  This is where Ron chose to place the psychic core.

  With the Holy Icon of the God Emperor as the origin, the energy of the psychic core can radiate and cover most of the territory.

  Ron put his hand on the base of the icon and used his consciousness to communicate with the little sun in the subspace.

  He would create a secret passage between the warp and reality, allowing the Little Sun to place the psychic core into the icon.

  In the subspace, the light of the small sun became brighter and brighter, and waves of fluctuations spread, setting off a psychic storm.

  Violent oscillations of psychic energy cause changes in space.

  Snap -

  the void in front of the little sun shattered like glass, revealing an irregular crack.

  The head of a statue of the God-Emperor can be vaguely seen through the crack.

  The channel is established!

  Immediately, a small ray of light split off from the sphere of the little sun, which was its spiritual core.

  The psychic core will serve as an anchor station in reality, absorbing the positive emotions within the coverage area for the little sun, which is what Ron calls the power of hope.

  The light ball-like spiritual energy core quickly sank into the head of the God-Emperor icon and completely settled down.

  Afterwards, the channel to reality was closed, leaving only an invisible psychic line connecting the psychic core to the Little Sun.

  Ron vaguely felt that he had a slight connection with the icon.

  In addition to absorbing the power of hope, he can also transfer some people's worship of the God-Emperor to himself.

  "Finally done!"

  The whole process only lasted a few seconds, but Ron felt that his body was being hollowed out.

  "Lord Governor!"

  "Call for support!"

  When Ron's consciousness returned to reality, he found a circle of guards around him, and Carter even spread out his shield to completely cover himself, making it airtight.

  It turned out that the moment Ron communicated with Little Sun, Carter sensed the danger and quickly protected him.

  As the captain of the Governor's Guards, Carter would rather die than allow himself to make the same mistake!

  Fortunately, it was just a false alarm.

  After strict investigation and confirmation of safety, Carter allowed everyone to disperse and continued to strengthen the surrounding vigilance.

  Ron followed the filaments in the void and felt the existence of the psychic core.

  Now you can continue to absorb the power of hope!

  After absorbing enough power, you can activate Little Sun's teleportation ability and send him to the farm of the Space Ark!

  Ron took a look. If the power of hope generated by an ordinary person is 1 point at a time, then the power of hope required to activate the teleportation ability is 200,000 points!

  The gap in the power of hope is a bit big, but he is not worried, after all, there are millions of people in the territory!

  Ron controls the psychic core and absorbs the power of hope from the entire territory.

  144 points?

  He froze.

  The power of hope is so rare.

  Ron could only feel the confusion, fear, and helplessness of the people, and they were wailing in pain!

  Darkness is eroding, and endless despair hangs over the territory. Where is there hope?

  what to do?

  (End of chapter)