In Warhammer, My System is Minecraft-Chapter 152: Save Our Primarchs

"Remember to mention to Mephiston, tell him to stay away from a creature called a cat." At the last moment before leaving Baal for Terra, Zeke said to Dante behind him.

"Cat?" Although Dante didn’t understand what Zeke meant, he still nodded solemnly.

"Dante, I will leave the matters of Baal to you for now. The time spent going to Terra will not be too long." After Sanguinius instructed Dante, he stepped into the Nether Portal with Guilliman.

Dante watched the Great Angel leave, then threw himself into the work of saving other star systems invaded by the Tyranids.

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<Terra>

When Sanguinius appeared in the Imperium, the news spread across the entire planet like the wind.

No matter how much Zeke tried to cover it up, the deed of resurrecting two Primarchs in a row ultimately couldn’t be hidden, and he hadn’t intended to hide it anyway.

The Imperial Fists were constantly stationed on the Phalanx, having come to support Cadia when it was in peril.

Their Primarch, Rogal Dorn, went missing long ago after leaving behind one of his hands—an event history jokingly refers to as "Rogal Dorn keeping a hand to himself."

Aboard the Phalanx, the Imperial Fists frequently discussed the return of Guilliman and Sanguinius, and the topic inevitably circled back to Zeke.

The news even reached the ears of Wolf Lord of the Space Wolves Space Marine Chapter, Sven Bloodhowl. After Cadia, he had returned to his homeworld of Fenris.

But now, he was burning with impatience, preparing to rush to Terra to beg Zeke for help in finding the long-missing Wolf King, Leman Russ.

Furthermore, the Salamanders Chapter and the Iron Hands Chapter also began to pay attention to Zeke, privately trying to establish contact with him.

It is worth mentioning that the scene of Sanguinius’s appearance in the Imperium was even more grandiose than Guilliman’s. Besides Sanguinius’s incredibly high popularity, Zeke also deserved credit.

The Officio Logisticarum, utilizing the Minecraft technology provided by Zeke, had completely solved the water and food supply issues, and was carrying out the second order issued by Zeke: environmental transformation.

They used the mechanical tunnel bore machines from the Create mod to tear up the ground, and used Blueprints to fill the space with unpolluted dirt, planting saplings and flowers to further enhance the aesthetics.

The happiness index of Terra’s residents was rising. The numbness that pervaded the streets and alleys all day long was retreating from people’s eyes at a slow yet tangibly visible speed.

One day, this planet would eventually return to its original appearance.

The Officio Logisticarum took advantage of this opportunity, beating the Ecclesiarchy to the punch, and launched a wave of propaganda by producing a promotional brochure.

The promotional brochure read:

"Only by improving the lives of the people and letting them truly feel that following the Imperium means a better tomorrow... Can we draw a clear and firm line between good and evil, loyalty and betrayal, and teach the people exactly what they are fighting for."

"Otherwise, when the Great Enemy arrives, when Chaos uses power and liberation as bait to instigate rebellion, what standing do we have to accuse those who choose betrayal? What does a person already living in hell have to lose? On what grounds should they refuse the salvation of Chaos?"

"And this is the very reason the Officio Logisticarum exists."

Thus, when Sanguinius arrived in the Imperium, what he saw were laughing crowds, possessing genuine, heartfelt happiness.

Guilliman, on the other hand, looking at the soaring birth rates, was already planning to start recruiting more soldiers on Terra.

As for the Emperor, He was the first to feel the change.

Upon the Golden Throne, the Emperor’s consciousness was perpetually steeped in a deafening torrent of faith.

The prayers of billions of souls on Terra were endless, day and night.

Milk could wash away this state, but it would quickly return.

But now, the prayers were decreasing at an astonishing rate. People seemingly no longer pinned their final hopes on the distant throne, no longer calling His name with trembling voices.

They had already obtained what they wanted: clean food, clear water, soft soil, and the rekindled expectation for tomorrow upon this land.

They no longer needed to pray to a god who could not answer them.

It sounded incredibly blasphemous, but for the first time in a long while, the Emperor was actually enjoying it.

Through psychic power, the Emperor pierced the thick walls of the palace, extending outward, peering outside.

He took in all the changes on Terra.

This scene reminded Him of the times from many years ago, when there were no four Chaos Gods, when Earth was still filled with green hills and clear waters, and He was but a mortal walking in the world.

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In the Officio Logisticarum, Zeke inspected the recent achievements.

With the use of Blueprints, the personnel of the Officio Logisticarum became increasingly familiar with this gadget, producing many bizarre and wondrous contraptions.

For example, a planetary-scale tunnel bore machine.

In Minecraft’s Create mod, the force a tiny rotational shaft can endure tends toward infinity.

This meant that no matter how tall or large the tunnel bore machine was built, there wouldn’t be issues with insufficient material hardness or structural collapse from being unable to bear the load.

The tech personnel of the Officio Logisticarum, upholding the philosophy that "bigger is better, and more is beautiful," expanded the tunnel bore machine as much as possible, making it bigger and bigger.

Naturally, Zeke gladly accepted this Blueprint, copying the structure of the planetary-scale tunnel bore machine into his own Blueprint.

Then, he returned to the camp in front of the Imperial Palace on Terra and sought out Karmine, wanting to get more potions like the Speed 255 one.

"Speed 255 is simply too useful." Zeke rubbed his hands together, producing a faint rustling sound as his palms met. "Are there any more?"

"The bad news is, there are none left." Karmine spread her hands, making a helpless gesture. "The good news is, I’ve discovered how to stably brew this kind of concentrated potion." Karmine kept him in suspense.

"Doesn’t that mean other level 255 potions can also be brewed?"

"Don’t celebrate too early." Karmine led Zeke to the place where she brewed potions.

Karmine stood before a Brewing Stand, upon which two bottles of Potion of Swiftness II were currently placed.

She reached out and picked up the two bottles of Speed II, then pulled an Emerald from the pouch at her waist.

With the addition of the Emerald, the two bottles of Speed II fused into a single bottle of Speed IV.

"Potion of Swiftness IV." Karmine held the bottle up in front of Zeke, letting the light shine through the glass. "Two bottles of II, plus one Emerald, synthesize into one bottle of IV. This is the stable method I discovered for refining and concentrating potions."

She didn’t stop, continuing the movements of her hands.

This time, she used two bottles of Speed IV, placing them into the brewing stand again. Then she pulled out a handful of Emeralds; counting roughly, there were about a hundred.

"The higher the tier of the two potions, the more Emeralds are needed for concentration. According to my calculations, a Speed 255 potion requires roughly—"

Karmine gave an approximate number: "20,000."

"That’s it?"

That amount of Emeralds was just a drop in the bucket.

Zeke was backed by the entire Officio Logisticarum, and every transaction made by the Officio Logisticarum brought in quite a few Emeralds for him.

He originally thought a bottle of refined potion would cost him millions of Emeralds. He didn’t expect it to be this cheap; he could brew them casually.

"Prioritize brewing a bottle of Strength 255," Zeke requested Karmine. "Once that’s done, continue brewing others, like Poison 255 or something."

"It will take some time." Karmine turned her back to Zeke. "I’ll let you know when it’s done."

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Goal = 1000 (Not Complete)