The current situation on Planet Astroma could be described as utterly disastrous!!
The entire planet only had the inner city of Tyren Hive left unconquered.
But judging by the current situation, it wouldn't hold out much longer either.
Plague ran rampant within the city, and many people had fallen ill.
Cultists were active in the shadows.
Inciting civilians, suffering from starvation, to launch riots.
Qin Yun and the senior officials discussed until mealtime before stopping.
Twisty and Warmaster took advantage of the post-meal rest period.
To quietly inform Qin Yun about the Genestealer presence in Tyren Hive.
"So, the reason Tyren Hive has held out until now is entirely due to the Genestealer Cult's tenacious fighting spirit?"
Standing on the balcony, overlooking the entire hive city, Qin Yun felt bewildered.
Genestealers guarding the gates, xenos dying for the state.
This kind of messed-up situation is hilarious as a meme.
But once it happens in reality, it's really not funny at all.
The situation in Tyren Hive could no longer be considered bad; it was rotten to the core.
"Lord Guide, what should we do now?"
"Should we immediately purge those xenos?"
Warmaster looked excited, raising his bolter.
"I can't wait to start killing."
"You reckless fool, stop causing trouble. With our few people, we're not enough for them to kill."
Twisty looked at him with disdain.
"I suggest we play along for now. Once we return to the Imperial Glory, immediately issue an Exterminatus order, blast the Genestealers and the traitors sky-high together."
Little Chubby nodded, agreeing with Twisty's approach.
"This plan is feasible. I checked the Imperial Glory's ammunition depot before; there's a Cyclonic Torpedo inside."
Qin Yun rubbed the space between his eyebrows.
These players' methods were getting more and more extreme.
Truly living up to the name of the Fourth Great Chaos God of Gamer.
Qin Yun asked, "What about the ordinary people?"
Even with Genestealers in Tyren Hive, there were still many ordinary people.
They couldn't just wipe everyone out with one Cyclonic Torpedo, right?
"The Lord Guide's concern is valid. Better go with my method: immediately issue tasks, call on everyone to eliminate the xenos."
Warmaster held his gun, striking a tough guy pose.
"Let us commence the slaughter."
Qin Yun pondered for a long time but still shook his head.
"At this stage, the Genestealer Cult's interests align with ours: both want to hold Tyren Hive."
"Don't act for now. Be wary of them and try to figure out their scale."
"Another thing: I plan to station someone here permanently, responsible for communication and handling unexpected situations."
"Who among you is willing to stay?"
Little Chubby, and Twisty exchanged glances.
Then they tacitly stepped back in unison.
Leaving Warmaster standing alone in front.
"In that case, it's you," Qin Yun pointed at Warmaster.
"Ah!" Warmaster was stunned.
Turning his head, he saw Twisty and Little Chubby had stepped back.
"Dammit, you two shameless bastards!!"
"Sorry, I must continue fighting for the Emperor, can't stay here."
Little Chubby placed a fist over his chest, making a gesture of offering his heart to the Emperor.
"Needless to say, for me," Twisty shrugged.
Qin Yun placed a hand on the dejected Warmaster's shoulder.
"Alright, henceforth, I appoint you as the diplomatic envoy of the Imperial Glory, fully responsible for communication matters with the surface."
Warmaster's eyes instantly lit up.
'I got a position just like that?'
Warmaster rubbed his hands together, asking excitedly, "Lord Guide, is this a high-ranking position?"
"According to naval ranks, this position is just below the ship's captain."
The smiles on Little Chubby and Twisty's faces froze.
Wait, he didn't mention you could get a position!!
"On second thought, I really can't bear to leave you alone on the surface. How about I switch with you?"
"Don't listen to this old Twisty, switch with me. Big bro will introduce you to a girlfriend."
Little Chubby and Twisty crowded around with ingratiating smiles.
Warmaster tilted his head, showing a smug smile, "No way I'm switching with you scoundrels."
"Alright, stop messing around," Qin Yun said.
"For discovering the Genestealers, Twisty gets the primary credit, reward 50,000 Contribution Points. Others get 10,000 each. Remember, don't talk about this casually."
"As for the other Chosen, I will gather them and explain the pros and cons of this situation."
After the break, another military meeting was held.
After understanding the battlefield situation and the defensive forces' deployment,
Qin Yun announced that Warmaster would stay as the diplomatic envoy.
Responsible for communication and supervising the ground forces' actions.
Then, under the cover of night, he led the team back to Leikade Space Station via Valkyrie.
Qin Yun also brought along over a dozen experienced naval petty officers and Tech-Priests.
To assist him in controlling the Imperial Glory and to teach and guide the players.
Laicade Space Station.
As soon as Qin Yun returned, he gathered the players.
He announced the presence of Genestealers in Tyren Hive.
This news instantly excited the players.
"Genestealer Cults? So soon we get to participate in the Great Evolution?"
"The new Compendium of Materia Medica also mentions Genestealers: neutral nature, fishy in taste, effective for unblocking collaterals and relieving pain, attacking toxins and dispersing nodules, gene-enhancing, and also an aphrodisiac."
"Aphrodisiac? I haven't read many books, but that sounds like a load of bull."
"It's true, as the saying goes, 'like cures like'. Look at the Genestealers' reproductive power; you know they're aphrodisiacs. Catch a few later, stew them, braise them, then soak a few in wine, guarantee you'll be a groom every night." 1
"That's a Genestealer, not a bunch of guys in suspenders singing and rapping like Kun-Kun, let alone soaking them in wine for aphrodisiac!!" 2
"Damn, what do you mean by that? Are you insulting the master of my Kun-Fist? This can be endured, but Kun-Kun cannot endure. The first-generation grandmaster of Southern Kun-Fist is here, come, enlighten me!" 3
"Eat my bolter fire, and still talk about enlightenment! Times have changed! If you don't even use a bolter, how can you call yourself a grandmaster?"
"..."
Watching the noisy players, Qin Yun helplessly massaged his forehead, feeling a headache coming on.
Something as serious as Genestealer infiltration, and they veer off into aphrodisiacs and singing/rapping.
"Alright, quiet. A few things now."
Qin Yun's words still carried authority.
The joking players immediately quieted down.
"Telling you this is just to make you aware of the risks in Tyren Hive."
"Be more cautious when encountering friendly forces from Tyren Hive."
"But at this stage, Tyren Hive still needs these Genestealer Cultists to hold the inner city."
"After reclaiming Planet Astroma and rescuing those civilians, then we purge the Genestealer Cult."
After briefing the players, Qin Yun found a Cogitator console.
He logged into the chat group, preparing to release new game slots.
As soon as he came online, he looked at the Warhammer Worker group chat with its 999+ messages and 1982 members, his eyes reflecting disbelief.
'How did it gain so many people in just one day!!'
Clicking into the group, it was a scene of pure chaos, with lewd images flying everywhere, a full-blown Slaaneshi invasion.
Qin Yun hesitated for a moment, then opened the private chat window with 'Output to Slaanesh Ten Times a Night'.
"What happened? Why are there over a thousand more people all of a sudden?"
"It's all Lobster's fault. This guy posted a funny video, and it has like hundreds of thousands of views now. Those people all came after watching the video."
"..."
After some inquiry, Qin Yun learned the whole story.
It turned out one of the players he'd brought into the game was a video blogger.
That person had used the videos Qin Yun posted in the group to create an edited video about Warhammer OL.
He posted it on sites like Bilibili, and it currently has hundreds of thousands of views.
"Good grief, I should assign this guy named Lobster to be a recruitment officer!!"
The original Warhammer Corporate Slaves group had over three hundred people.
The active members were almost all recruited.
Qin Yun had been having a headache a few days ago.
After recruiting all the group members, where would he find more people to recruit for the Emperor?
With so much work now, finishing it all was tough enough.
Who had time to post everywhere, do promotions, and recruit people?
Who would have thought, just as he was feeling sleepy, someone delivered a pillow.
For a long time to come, Qin Yun wouldn't have to worry about recruiting for the Emperor.
Qin Yun glanced at the chaotic group chat.
He casually promoted 'A Bowl of Lobster Soup', 'Blue Two-headed Bird! Loyalty', 'Kissing Nurgling's Chubby Cheeks', 'Warhammer's Most Ballsy Bro', and 'Second Empire Warmaster' to administrators.
With so many people, it was impossible to manage without a few admins.
He didn't want the chat group to inexplicably get banned.
"Group Owner [Corporate Drone Enslaved by the Emperor] has enabled group mute."
"New reservation slots will be released promptly at 7 PM, totaling 150."
"Additionally, there are 50 special invitation slots reserved for individuals with professional skills and knowledge. You can privately message the group administrators to submit proof of expertise."
After speaking, Qin Yun disabled the group mute.
I Just Wants to Advance: "Wakaka, was that the group owner just now? Though he said just few words, that was really cool."
Lone Smoke in the Great Desert: "Flattery. Someone as noble-minded as the group owner definitely won't pay you any attention."
September Ninth, Remembering Battle-Brothers: "Lone Smoke, you're no slouch in the butt-kissing department either."
"..."
The group messages hit 999+ again in no time.
The active user count was explosive.
Qin Yun smiled. 'Two hundred recruitment slots were steadily secured.'
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1 like cures like refers to homeopathic understanding, that which a substance is capable of causing, it is also capable of curing.
2 Kun-Kun refers to Cai Xukun, a famous Chinese singer and dancer.
3 Kun-Fist, a parody martial art name derived from Cai Xukun's name.