Chapter 111: Warhammer: What Do You Mean You Conquered the Bug Race

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Protagonist:

Lin En

Lena

But the Bug Race's way of thinking ultimately differs from humans'.

Witnessing Lin En daily buried in paperwork, presiding over lengthy meetings, wrangling with Main Hive nobles, and soothing the emotions of all factions, Lena finally couldn't help but ask:

Lena finally couldn't help but ask:

"Lin En, they're all so troublesome. Why not let me eat them all?"

"Direct elimination is more efficient."

In her view, these humans' internal strife and maneuvering are meaningless; the Bug Race's law is always simple and direct.

Eliminate obstacles, the strong devour the weak, utilize resources rationally, efficient evolution.

Lin En set down the document in his hand, his fingertip gently stroking the Miniature Shredder Worm on the table, his tone gentle yet firm:

"Lena, I can't do that."

"Why?" Lena asked, puzzled.

"First, there's a limit to our strength," Lin En explained.

"Although your bug swarm's scale is growing, in both quality and quantity, it's insufficient to directly oppose Brevis's entire armed force."

Knight Families command powerful mecha, the State Religion has potential Spirit Energy Users and fanatical Chaos Believers, and may even hide the Tribunal's trump cards."

"Once we carry out large-scale slaughter of humans, we'll become the enemy of the entire planet—not worth the cost."

He paused, his tone softening somewhat: "More importantly, they are my fellow humans."

"Fellow humans?" Lena repeated the word, confused.

In her view, the "fellow humans" under the Hive Mind's control were merely tasty biomass.

"Human 'fellow humans' are different," Lin En said softly.

"Even though there are ugly, greedy, and foolish people among them, there are also many kind and innocent ones."

"Large-scale slaughter of my own kind—I can't do that for now. It's the conscience of being human."

"Conscience?" Lena chewed on the word repeatedly; for her at this stage, she still found these complex words hard to understand.

"And now I'm their Governor. This identity brings not only power, but responsibility."

"Just as you guide your bug swarm to devour biomass and avoid danger."

"I also want to try to save them, to let the people of Brevis live better—"

"This is 'responsibility' from human nature; you'll understand it slowly."

Lena fell silent, complex light flashing in her compound eyes, half-understanding.

In the Bug Race's world there is no "responsibility," only survival and evolution, but she remembered Lin En's words.

Can't just eat them casually.

Once again, Lin En personally led troops to clean up a remnant force of Green Skins hiding in an Ice Cave.

After the battle, watching Green Skin corpses all over the ground being burned by Flamethrower Troopers, Lena suddenly asked:

"Lin En, you want to kill all Green Skins and other Xenos cleanly."

"I'm also a Xenos. Why are you so good to me?"

Lin En was wiping green blood off his Power Sword; hearing this, he paused.

He raised his head to gaze into the distance of the Ice Plains; wind and snow still ravaged this land.

"Because we once tried to coexist with Xenos." His voice was low, carrying a trace of barely perceptible heaviness.

"In humanity's golden age, we once shared knowledge with other intelligent Xenos, demarcated borders, and lived in peace."

"But when humanity encountered disaster, at our most vulnerable, those Xenos launched war without hesitation, slaughtering 99% of our colonies."

"Since then, humanity understood one truth."

The Tearing Worm tilted its head and asked: "What truth?"

"The only safe Xenos in this universe is a completely purified Xenos."

"Oh~"

He looked down at the Miniature Shredder Worm, his eyes gentle:

"But you're different. Our fate was bound together from the moment we met in the sewers of Necromunda."

"You've become a part of my life; the final answer... I leave for you to explore yourself."

Lena remained silent for a long time, not asking further.

The word "fate" was too profound, beyond her current understanding, but she could feel the sincerity in Lin En's tone.

She and those slaughtered Xenos were indeed different.

An emotion called glee surged in her heart; she felt that in Lin En's heart, she was a "special" existence.

At the same time, Inquisitor Sorin Vimlot's surveillance never ceased.

She hid at a concealed observation point outside the Temporary Command Post, closely monitoring Lin En's every move through high-tech telescopes and Spirit Energy Detectors.

Recently, Sorin believed she had made a major discovery.

She noticed Lin En often talked to himself.

Sometimes whispering to the air, sometimes his fingertip lightly touching his collar or cuff, as if communicating with some invisible existence.

And every time he communicated, he always had a silly grin—too strange.

Combined with previous observations, when Lin En fought the Beastman Big Boss and communicated with a suspected Wildmen leader outside the Forbidden Wall, that distinctive style of Psyker Fluctuation,

gave her the feeling that it was neither Chaos corruption nor the Emperor's holy power, but rather a strange coldness.

Sorin increasingly suspected Lin En had some connection to a novel existence within the Warp, or to other Xenos.

But at the same time she fell into deep conflict.

Lin En was the "Emperor's Chosen" publicly certified by State Religion Archbishop Goodwin, and even that Archbishop had privately communicated with her.

The implications between the lines were all that she had best not meddle too much.

And all of Keli Feng's public actions up to now.

Fighting Green Skins, stabilizing the Forbidden Wall defensive line, settling the Ice Clan, integrating the troops.

All were actively fulfilling Governor duties, even doing better than previous Governors.

There was no conclusive evidence proving he had lost loyalty to the Emperor.

Sorin ultimately decided to continue lurking; she needed more conclusive evidence, especially ironclad proof directly linking Lin En to the "Tyranids" or "Chaos."

She adjusted her observation position to be more concealed, like a deadly Poisonous Snake, waiting for the opportunity of a fatal Blow.

In recent days, Lin En's work also became increasingly busy.

The Fourth Legion of the Vanguard Army arrived at the Forbidden Wall; this Troop was mainly composed of newly trained Lower City Militia.

Combat Power was limited, but numbers were enormous, reaching five million.

Lin En needed to reorganize this Troop, assigning defensive zones according to soldiers' Physical Quality and weapon proficiency.

He needed to coordinate their relations with the existing PDF Forces and Noble Private Armies, avoiding Conflict.

He needed to handle the even larger logistics and supply problem, ensuring food, Ammunition, and Supplies were supplied in a Timely manner.

He also needed to continue maintaining contact with Carter at the Main Hive, dealing with the Noble Council's harassment and questioning.

He often worked until late at night, and the Office light was always the last to go out in the Command Center.

When fatigued, he would lean against the chair back, close his eyes, and feel the cool touch Lena transmitted, which was his only relaxation.