The five hundred worlds controlled by the Ultramarines can be said to be the brightest pearls of the empire.

Public security is good, and the people's living standards are generally at the forefront of all planets in the empire.

During the Horus Heresy, the loyalist armies were divided across the galaxy.

Guilliman even thought about using the Five Hundred Worlds as the second base for mankind to fight against Chaos, and forming a second empire with the other two Primarchs, the Primarch of the Dark Angels Legion and the Primarch of the Blood Angels, Sanguinius.

Of course, before this idea could be realized, they discovered that the Emperor was not dead yet.

The three Primarchs disbanded the Second Empire, led a team to support Terra, and sealed the relevant records of this incident.

Even if it fails to be realized, we can still see the potential of Five Hundred Worlds.

Five Hundred Worlds is where Guilliman's confidence lies, and there is no room for failure.

After hearing about his recovery, some planetary governors who were not in too bad a situation and some of Mary's Rogue Traders had already arrived.

Others were either trapped by the dire situation or unwilling to respect the orders of a resurrected Primarch and come to Macragge.

The Emperor and the Primarch have long become legends in mythology. Ten thousand years are enough to change a lot of things.

The truth of the past empire was swept into the dust of history, and the hated state religion became a member of the Supreme Council of Terra.

The Mechanicus has become more closed-minded and conservative, and the Council of Terra has become more pedantic.

After encountering the Cadia incident, the huge empire lost blood quickly like a bleeding zombie, and it was even difficult to react quickly.

After ten thousand years of nourishment, the forces from all sides have become intricate and deeply embedded in the depths of this empire. The empire that is constantly sucking blood wants to completely devour it.

Those who did not want to come were on the fence, not wanting their rights to be taken away by a suddenly resurrected Primarch.

Hundreds and thousands of years of rule have long made them think that the rights in their hands are their birthright and a symbol of their superiority.

Anyone who offends this has undoubtedly become their enemy.

Guilliman has no time to deal with them. He must now deal with the world that is still willing to provide him with support.

He must reform and replace the old system and build Five Hundred Worlds into a solid backing. Only in this way can he support his next plan.

Optimize the population structure, provide conscription, re-establish the wealth distribution system, and stimulate people to produce more food and weapons.

The bloated administrative department and aristocratic system must be streamlined to reduce financial burdens and improve efficiency.

It is also necessary to further improve the study of all people, establish a research structure independent of the Mechanicus, and provide more military strength and candidate technical personnel for his upcoming expedition.

The Adeptus Mechanicus and the Empire are merely allies, occupying a single position in the Council of Terra.

Guilliman is not the Emperor, and he cannot guarantee that the Mechanicus will not suddenly escape his control.

We must also consider that if the Emperor resurrects and declares Guilliman a traitor to the Empire, which side will the Adeptus Mechanicus choose?

Choose the Holy God of All Opportunities, Omnisiah? Or choose the resurrected Thirteenth Son of the Empire??

This problem is obvious. There may be members of the Mechanicus who choose him, but they are definitely in the minority.

He must have his own scientific research institution and a complete scientific research system to digest various knowledge in the database.

To do all this, we need the help of these planetary governors.

Souls born under the red light should not allow these families to exist above the common people.

But the complexity of this world far exceeds my original world.

Even if he is a time traveler, he is still a original body. With the help of the command template, he can acquire abilities beyond imagination.

But there is no way to completely control every world.

The empire was too huge, and the means of communication and navigation were too inefficient.

There is also no sufficiently powerful artificial intelligence available.

The Chaos Evil God can not only contaminate flesh and blood creatures, but can also invade the Internet.

There is no way in this world to use an intelligent system like the super-god world to manage the world.

Nor can one intelligent system be allowed to take charge of too many combat units.

If you blindly follow the path of intelligence, once it is invaded by demons, the intelligently controlled units will be corroded by flesh and blood and shoot at humans.

Under the command of the Chaos Evil God, there are many viruses and demons that can be used for intelligence and the Internet.

To develop large-scale intelligence in this universe and to entrust the whole world to one intelligence is to seek death.

Various constraints mean that every planet colonized by humans has certain rights of autonomy, and the position of planetary governor cannot be circumvented.

In addition, another important role is the Rogue Trader.

The history of the Rogue Trader is also very ancient. Starting from the Great Crusade 10,000 years ago, and after the Emperor signed the first Rogue Trader document, this character appeared on the stage and played an extremely important role on the imperial stage.

Responsible for trade between various galaxies, and even has the right to trade with aliens, and has unimaginable wealth.

The power of some Rogue Trader families can spread to dozens or even hundreds of galaxies. You can imagine how terrifying it is.

Where the Imperial Navy would go, the Rogue Traders would go.

Where the Imperial Navy would not go, the Rogue Traders would go.

Salvage war shipwrecks, explore places where the light of the star torch cannot shine, and look for the lost relics and civilizations of the golden age of mankind.

Far from the Emperor's glory, trade with the aliens.

This group plays the role of activating the empire's economy, and also provides the empire with huge amounts of tax revenue to support its large army and bureaucracy.

Without the help of this group, Guilliman would probably have to raise funds on his own.

After all, the Ultramarines under his command don't have time to make money.

Just dealing with the aliens and chaos has already consumed all their efforts.

In the majestic hall, Zille, dressed in rich clothes, and many planetary governors and Rogue Traders all expressed their loyalty to Guilliman.

Guilliman, who was sitting at the head of the round table, did not feel any excitement from their words.

He knocked on the table in front of him before speaking slowly.

"I need a parliament that will help implement my policies and implement my will. I don't know which of you is willing to serve me."

Guilliman looked at the people in front of him, just as he said.

He needs a parliament to help him formulate policies and promote his will and beliefs.

This time when he goes out to conquer every world, all worlds must be transformed according to his wishes.

Instead of just letting it happen.

Such an action would earn him the hatred of a large number of opposition forces in the empire.

The Council of Terra, the Mechanicus, the nobles of various sectors, merchants, etc. will all hate him because he touches their interests.

But Guilliman had no choice, in this era when the Four Gods had revived and the Emperor was still sleeping.

It is absolutely impossible to let all the planets go as they did before.

The public security in many worlds is very chaotic, gangs appear frequently, and a large number of low-level people are used as consumables. The powerful and powerful are arrogant, and they will break the chain and run away at critical moments.

The average life span in some worlds is as low as thirty years old!

Think about it, what a stupid situation this is.

There are too many situations like this. Living in such a world, so unfair and cruel, why don't people accept the power of chaos?

We have already reached the bottom of the abyss. Even if chaos is worse, how much worse can it get?

You must control and transform every world, establish a system that is relatively equal and everyone has the opportunity to be promoted, so that you can have no worries.

Only those worlds that are rescued can continuously provide talents and soldiers for themselves, thus saving the human empire.

Ziller and others couldn't help but look at each other, this kind of words had already crossed the line.

Could it be that the Primarch wanted to imitate his brother and rebel against the Emperor's rule?

They don't know whether the other party is telling the truth or is trying to test them.

Guilliman saw their hesitation, "This is not an act of betrayal. Although I have just woken up, I have already gained insight into the entire empire. Ignorance and ignorance have filled the entire empire. The glory and rationality of the past are gone, like zombies."

"If we tinker with it, it can certainly extend the life of the empire, but it is further and further away from my father's dream. Necessary reforms can enhance our strength. Only in this way can we fight against chaos and the raging aliens."

After saying that, Guilliman looked at the planetary governors and Rogue Traders and asked in a deep voice: "Are you willing to serve me? You can make a decision that follows your heart. I will never hurt you because of this matter.

, but I still have to tell you something.

The power of Chaos has become extremely powerful, and on our side, the Empire has been torn apart by the Great Rift. Nearly half of the human territory has lost the protection and guidance of the Imperial Star Torch, and has suffered from the ravages of aliens and demons. The Terran Council is so bloated and corrupt

, you have all seen with your own eyes the closedness and rigidity of the Mechanicus. If we do not make changes, the Emperor's dream will be shattered in our hands, and even humanity will perish because of us. I serve as the Regent of the Empire,

As the Lord of Ultramar and the Primarch of the Ultramarines Legion, I sincerely hope that you can be my help."

As soon as Guilliman's words came out, many planetary governors and Rogue Traders looked at each other.
Chapter completed!