Chapter 13 Desperate People

The iron robot Moss looked at the gate excitedly, but found it empty.

"Master?" Moss's electronic voice became low, with an 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, the master has never come to see the results of its work.

Moss stood there in a daze, and the sprayer in his hand was still spraying pesticides.

A gust of wind blew over, and the sprayed pesticides were brought back by the wind and hit Moss.

Zizizizi!

Moss's body was short-circuited and sparks appeared, but it didn't seem to notice anything.

If the short circuit continued, it would most likely "die" due to a short circuit in the components.

But at this moment it was caught in a strange circuit and didn't react at all.

Snap——

The sky behind Moss was dark.

A large piece of board fell down with a clang, revealing a cold steel wall.

"It's the damn Mimic Panel No. 613 again!"

Moss put down the sprayer in a hurry and ran to the place where the mimic panel fell. He wanted to repair the mimic panel quickly.

It came to the side of Mimic Panel No. 613, stretched out two slender mechanical arms from its back, and repaired the panel.

"How many times has Mimic Panel No. 613 fallen?" Moss thought while repairing it.

The mechanical brain immediately called up the prepared data, 4567 times!

Oh, damn Mimic Panel No. 613!

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

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

Repairing the damn mimic panel, waiting for the master he has never met to come to inspect the work.

In the void of Green Wave Farm, there is a psychic sign flashing slowly, which is a transmission beacon.

——

The bedroom at the top of the tower in the Royal Court.

Hiss!

Ron woke up suddenly with a splitting headache!

"Ah! My lord?" The worried voices of the maids came to his ears.

"What's wrong with you!"

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

"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 pulled out of the subspace.

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

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

At this moment, there was a smile on the corner of his mouth, and the haze in his heart was swept away.

Found a way to break the deadlock!

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

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

That is the real treasure!

As for the imperial taboos and the prohibition of using intelligent machinery, Ron doesn't care so much, the empire can't control him.

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

Even if there are risks, they are in the distant future.

What he has to do now is to do everything he can to improve his strength and survive first.

This trip to the subspace did not find powerful weapons or holy relics, but with a solution to the food problem and the robots of the Golden Age, it was a huge gain.

When the planting technology of the Golden Age is brought back, with the help of robots.

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

The key now is how to get those treasures back?

Fortunately, Ron left a psychic teleportation beacon on the farm before his energy was exhausted.

As long as there is enough hope power, he can activate the teleportation ability of the little sun, go to the farm through the portal, and move things back!

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

As for where the location is, 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 figure had a strong sense of oppression. Even Ron, who was 1.8 meters tall, had to look up to see the other person's face.

But Carter couldn't be so disrespectful. He stood in front of Ron and half-knelt to accept the order: "Governor!"

Every time Ron saw Carter, he felt that he was a good candidate for a space warrior. He had to get a team of space warriors as a guard in the future.

In the world of Warhammer 40K, space warriors are the only cards.

Ron threw the complicated thoughts behind his head 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 had to have a strict security plan every time he went out to ensure his safety.

After all, the Homan family wanted to kill him all the time. I don't know how many assassins they sent for this. It's better to be careful.

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

After getting off the car, Ron ordered Carter and other guards to be on guard around, and he walked to the statue of the Emperor in the center of the square and looked up at this towering giant.

It used to be a sacred and solemn symbol, but now it is in ruins.

Despite this, it still exudes a sense of majesty, which makes people feel awe.

This is the place Ron chose to place the psychic core.

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

Ron placed his hand on the base of the Holy Statue and used his consciousness to communicate with the little sun in the subspace.

He will build a secret passage between the subspace and reality, and let the little sun place the psychic core into the statue.

In the subspace, the little sun's light becomes brighter and brighter, and waves of fluctuations spread, setting off a psychic storm.

The violent oscillation of psychic fluctuations causes 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 passage is established!

Then a small light split out from the sphere of the little sun, which is the psychic core it split out.

The psychic core will be stationed in reality as an anchor point to absorb positive emotions within the coverage range for the little sun, which is what Ron calls the power of hope.

The psychic core like a ball of light quickly sank into the head of the statue of the God Emperor and settled down completely.

After that, the channel connecting to reality was closed, and only an invisible psychic line connected the psychic core and the little sun.

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

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

"Finally done!"

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

"Governor!"

"Call for support!"

When Ron's consciousness returned to reality, he found that there was a circle of guards around him, and Carter even deployed a shield to completely cover himself, airtight.

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

As the captain of the governor's guard, Carter would rather sacrifice himself than allow himself to make the same mistake!

Fortunately, it was just a false alarm.

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

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

Now he can continue to absorb the power of hope!

When he absorbs enough power, he can activate the little sun's teleportation ability to send him to the farm of the space ship!

Ron took a look. If the power of hope generated by an ordinary person at a time is 1 point, 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 large, 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 in the entire territory.

144 points?

He was stunned.

The power of hope is so scarce.

Ron can only feel the confusion, fear, and helplessness of the people, who are wailing in pain!

The darkness is encroaching, and endless despair is shrouding the sky above the territory. Where is there hope?

What to do?