Under Guilliman's invigorated attitude, he successfully acquired a large amount of resources from the Adeptus Mechanicus.
And he forcibly began to construct more shipyards to produce more battleships.
Facing a Guilliman who was fully engaging his brain, Khor and the others, although they wanted to resist and secure more research funds for terrifying battleships like the brilliant-class battleship, found it difficult.
However, there is naturally a world of difference between battleships of a divine civilization and those of an ordinary civilization, and Guilliman was very clear about this.
Rather than letting the Adeptus Mechanicus waste this money, it would be better to give it all to him first.
At least half of it should be given to him, so he could produce the battleships Zeke needed, and then go on vacation.
What stage was Guilliman at this time? He was someone who had been continuously strengthened by Zeke and directly sat on the throne of eternity.
What this meant was self-evident; at this moment, Guilliman was terrifyingly strong.
In just a few words, even if all the Archmagos of the Mars Adeptus Mechanicus united, and even brought along scientists from the Terran Dominion to request funding from Guilliman, they were ultimately persuaded.
This was a case of a basically ascended individual misleading a group of unascended individuals—how much of an overbearing act was this?
Under Guilliman's efforts, all the battleships Zeke required were prepared, a total of 1080 various types of battleships, including 180 emperor-class battleships, all gathered at the Terra stargate.
Until the day of departure arrived, Khor, who had finally realized he had been tricked by Guilliman, was still following Guilliman, constantly accusing him of his actions.
Khor didn't care about anything; after realizing he had been deceived by Guilliman, he clung tightly to Guilliman's leg and wouldn't let go.
When Zeke arrived at Guilliman's location from his residence, the scene he witnessed was still Khor, the Archmagos of the Adeptus Mechanicus who had been restored to human form, clinging to Guilliman's leg...
"What in the world are you two doing?"
"Khorasith, go and separate Khor and Guilliman for me."
Seeing Khor still tightly clinging to Guilliman's leg, a somewhat embarrassed Guilliman instructed his student to separate them.
Khorasith promptly obeyed Zeke's command, and numerous tentacles emerged from his body, reaching directly for Guilliman and Khor.
Zeke's command was to separate Khor and Guilliman, but Guilliman's aura was too powerful to provoke, so Khorasith simply directed most of his tentacles towards Khor.
He only left two tentacles to symbolically pull at Guilliman, and Guilliman, already exhausted by Khor, naturally did not resist.
Under Khorasith's efforts, Khor was successfully pried off Guilliman's leg.
But such an action only made Khor even more aggrieved.
After being forcibly pulled away from Guilliman's leg, Khor turned his gaze towards Zeke.
Although Zeke was the Emperor, he had always been good to his subordinates, and Khor, in particular, had been personally tutored by this Emperor.
This one was completely different from The Emperor; sometimes, he could even joke. Since he had just clung to Guilliman's leg and Guilliman couldn't give him an explanation, why not try a roundabout approach?
Khor's eyes darted around, and Guilliman immediately saw what he was planning, and even Zeke understood what the fellow was up to.
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Four question marks appeared above Guilliman's head; he never expected Khor to be so audacious, now planning to cling to Zeke's leg.
Zeke also didn't expect Khor to be so erratic; clinging to Guilliman's leg wasn't enough, and now he wanted to cling to his.
How much grievance must he have suffered to not be satisfied with clinging to Guilliman's leg and still want to cling to his?
And Khorasith, Zeke's first student, looked at Khor with great admiration.
Such brave people are truly rare; it was his first time seeing someone prepare to directly cling to his own teacher's leg.
The gazes of the three were different, but Khor at this moment was completely unaware. After much deliberation, he felt that his idea had great potential.
Immediately after, he directly clung to Zeke's leg, and then began to shed snot and tears.
"Emperor, I'm wronged, Emperor, Emperor."
"That Guilliman is not human; he cheated us. He cheated us out of our research funds, taking half of the funds to build battleships.
Now he's got a whole bunch of battleships parked here on Terra, and I don't even know who they're for."
At this point, Khor's mind suddenly brightened again; he suddenly realized that these battleships might be prepared for Zeke.
After all, Zeke was already here; if they weren't for Zeke, who else could they be for?
Khor, whose intelligence had regained the upper hand, immediately corrected himself.
"If the Imperium needs battleships, and he uses our funds to build them, we have nothing to say. But he deceived us!"
"We Archmagos, if not for our achievements for the Imperium, then for our hard work, right? If not for hard work, then for our exhaustion, right? How much have we contributed to researching the Imperium's new emperor-class battleship?"
"Even if Guilliman is the Imperial Regent, he shouldn't just cut funding like that, should he? That's half of the funding, Emperor!"
Khor, with snot and tears, accused Guilliman to Zeke, while Guilliman was still stunned by the fact that this guy actually went directly to cling to Zeke's leg, and he hadn't recovered for a long time.
Even now, he couldn't understand how Khor dared to directly pounce and cling to Zeke's leg; in the entire Imperium of Man, even he had never done that.
It wasn't until Khor had voiced all his accusations that Guilliman finally recovered.
He quickly stepped forward, grabbed Khor, and urgently pulled him aside.
"Stop howling, stop howling, I'll take you, I'll take you. Don't you just want to go explore outside the galaxy? I'll take you, I'll take you."
Khor had already gone directly to cling to Zeke's leg, so what else could Guilliman say?
Of course, he could only choose to take this guy along. Khor certainly wouldn't just wail at Guilliman over research funds.
More importantly, he had somehow learned that Guilliman was about to go exploring the outer rim of the galaxy with Zeke.
That was the outer rim of the galaxy! The former Adeptus Mechanicus had explored it somewhat, but now it was full of the Tyranid Swarm, and they couldn't get out anymore.
Just at this moment, Zeke was preparing to lead people out, so how could he not seize the opportunity to follow along?
He absolutely had to go, even if he had to throw a tantrum, even if Guilliman absolutely refused, he still had to go!
"Alright, alright, then Guilliman can bring him along too."
As the Emperor of Mankind, how could Zeke not hear what Khor was saying? It was obvious that these two guys were putting on a show for him.
Guilliman was afraid that his proposal would be directly rejected by him, so he used a roundabout way to save the nation.
It wasn't until Zeke spoke that Guilliman and Khor stopped their farce.
Guilliman scratched his head a little awkwardly; he clearly knew that Zeke had seen through his trick, but since Zeke was willing to bring Khor along, it proved that his trick was a complete success.
Khor and Guilliman no longer hesitated, quickly boarding their shuttle and heading towards the fleet's location.
It wasn't until their shuttle entered the battleship that the entire fleet slowly began to set sail.
Zeke, possessing powerful psychic abilities and capable of floating in the void on his own, also entered the brilliant-class battleship under its escort.
This fleet, composed of 1080 battleships, began to head towards the stargate within the Terra system.
The fleet slowly passed through the stargate, and the next moment they appeared within the Long Wall Defense Line established at the Galactic Rim... What a magnificent sight it was! To resist the Tyranid Swarm's attacks, the Necrons and humanity had invested vast resources and materials to build an indestructible Long Wall Defense Line in the galaxy.
An endless space defense line, constructed from high-grade zero-element armor, enveloped the entire eastern galaxy.
The towering walls made of zero-element armor made people wonder if this was truly in space.
Why were there facilities in space resembling ancient siege warfare?
This was a question, but it also indirectly showed how much the Yaeger House had accumulated and what kind of foundation the Necrons possessed.
When shipyards were insufficient, the Necrons, the Yaeger House, and Zeke's Terran Dominion, three forces working together, used their surplus alloy resources to construct this steel defense line.
The surface of the defense line was covered with various weapons, and the Imperium of Man's vast, ant-like Astra Militarum constantly patrolled inside the defense line.
They were responsible for maintaining the normal operation of this defense line; if the frontline troops suffered any unbearable losses, or if the Tyranid Swarm launched a large-scale offensive, then the combined forces of humanity and the Necrons would retreat to the defense line.
In a situation where battleships were no longer of much use, the Astra Militarum within the defense line would take on the main combat role.
However, since this defense line was established, the Tyranid Swarm had only once reached below the defense line.
Don't think that the current battle seems to have nothing to do with the Imperium of Man; this idea is actually wrong.
The Astra Militarum is still working hard for humanity.
This was the first time Guilliman had seen the Long Wall Defense Line at the Galactic Rim.
"Magnificent, isn't it, Guilliman?"
Zeke slowly appeared behind Guilliman, his voice gently entering Guilliman's mind.
"Don't underestimate humanity; even the Astra Militarum is the cornerstone of humanity, and they can still shine for humanity."
Listening to Zeke's words, Guilliman looked at the Astra Militarum below, each wearing power armour and constantly patrolling within the Long Wall Defense Line.
He didn't know when the boundary between astartes and the Astra Militarum began to blur, and now astartes seemed to have become officers within the Astra Militarum.
Under the influence of technology, the distinction between mortals and demigods was constantly being diluted.
Guilliman looked at the harmonious scene of astartes and mortals before him and smiled with relief; this was what he wanted.
In his eyes, astartes should not call themselves demigods and have so many differences from mortals; they too were human and should call themselves human.
The current situation where the Astra Militarum and astartes fought together made Guilliman very happy.
"Uncle Zeke, I've dreamed of seeing a scene like this. In the future I envisioned and in my heart, there shouldn't be a distinction between astartes and mortal troops in humanity; it should be like this now."
"And we've achieved it now, haven't we?"
"Don't look at this defense line as merely an emergency measure we built because we lacked shipyards at the time.
However, this defense line truly brought Space Marines and mortal troops closer. From this perspective, although it consumed a large amount of alloy resources, I still think it was worthwhile."
Zeke looked at the entire dilapidated defense line, only feeling heartbroken... This was a Long Wall Defense Line that enveloped the entire eastern galaxy, and the alloy resources consumed here could no longer even be expressed with data.
It was only known that the Necrons and humanity had basically pulled out all their accumulated resources and invested them in the construction of this defense line.
Zeke had just said that only to make himself feel a bit better, as the resources spent were truly immense.
Zeke's heart was aching, and so was Guilliman's.
As the Imperial Regent, after the initial shock of seeing this Long Wall Defense Line and the harmonious coexistence of mortals and astartes, what followed was a deep heartache.
This is insane... How many alloy resources must this consume?
And how many energy credits does the energy shield covering this defense line consume every moment?
This defense line is a top-tier money-guzzling beast; maintaining it daily is like burning money.
No wonder the Imperium of Man, despite already having four galaxies, still faced resource shortages. It turns out such a money-guzzling beast exists at the Galactic Rim.
To maintain this defense line, almost the entire output of one of the four galaxies of the Imperium of Man must be invested in its maintenance every year.
"Although I've seen the harmonious coexistence of mortals and Space Marines, Uncle Zeke, don't you think this defense line is a bit too expensive?"
The more Guilliman looked, the more his heart ached, and after much deliberation, he posed this question to Zeke.
"Indeed..."
Zeke agreed with the question Guilliman raised. Of course, it was expensive; the money spent made his heart ache.
"But what can we do? If it weren't for the existence of the Long Wall, during that Tyranid Swarm assault six years ago, we might have already been pushed into the interior of the galaxy."
"The existence of the Long Wall safeguards humanity's security. As long as this defense line doesn't collapse, humanity behind it can achieve long-lasting peace and stability.
"For the happiness and well-being of countless human compatriots in the Eastern Galaxy, it's just a matter of burning some resources. There's no problem with that."
"These riches were created by the people, so using them to protect the people is perfectly fitting."