Warhammer: I live under the watchful eyes of the gods

Chapter 48

Cruise, an ordinary spacecraft power engineer in the "Human Empire".

Doing repetitive and boring work every day, going back and forth between the office and home.

Did you say that Cruise supports this war? He must be against it.

After all, Cruise doesn't think that these "small sampans" on his side can cause any effective damage to the fleets that block the sky.

These intuitively visible strength gaps are not at all the 55% that was advertised in the media before.

As an amateur astronomer with a small telescope, Cruise is more sober than the group of people around him who are still immersed in the fantasy of "victory".

But so what?
As long as Cruise shows the slightest hesitation, he will be thrown in prison in no time.

Therefore, even if Cruise knows that this is a "undoubtedly defeated" war, he can only follow the ideas of the people around him and go with the flow.

Through the multi-layer lenses of the telescope, Cruise once again looked at the deep sky.

The 63rd Expeditionary Fleet, that vast fleet group, once again appeared in his eyes.

Looking at those hideous giant barrels, Cruise couldn't help worrying about his future again.

(Is this war really inevitable?)
Thinking of this, Cruise pulled out a crumpled leaflet from under the table.

That was the propaganda material dropped by the 63rd Expeditionary Fleet.

Most of these promotional materials were destroyed during the search operation, and the one in Cruise's hand is now hidden by him at the risk of being shot.

Through the leaflet, Cruise once again saw what the real human empire is.

And the place where he is currently is just a mini "human empire" composed of 9 planets.

But now, this group of "frogs at the bottom of the well" actually want to challenge the behemoth that controls almost the entire galaxy.

In Cruise's eyes, this is not brave at all, challenging the powerful.

(It's a murder, and we're all going to die, those fucking bastards!)
A heavy punch hit the table, and the pain of the shock brought Cruise back to the cruel reality again.

Looking at the 63rd Expeditionary Fleet that was reorganizing in the sky above the stars, he was trembling all over.

"Damn it, everyone is fine, let's stop this group of lunatics who are dragging everyone to suicide!"

Looking out the window, the same flow of people as usual.

A deep sense of powerlessness gradually hit Cruise from the bottom of his heart.

Sitting slumped on the balcony, Cruise silently opened a can of beer for himself.

But just when Cruise was about to get drunk, Cruise's communicator suddenly rang.

"Turn on the TV!"

The other party on the call seemed to be in a hurry at the moment, and hung up the communication in a hurry after finishing a sentence.

Looking at the number of the call, Cruise was a little baffled.

The caller was an astronomy enthusiast whom Cruise knew, and he was well aware of the other party's usual prudent style.

Unless there is an extremely major change in the situation, it is impossible to hang up the phone in such a hurry.

Thinking of this, Cruise slowly got up from the ground, went to the living room and turned on the viewing device.

And the moment the viewing device was turned on, Cruise's eyes were firmly glued to the scrolling content in it.

==This is a conspiracy, a conspiracy that pulls everyone to be buried with them==
Accompanied by the camera, Cruise soon saw the "beautiful scenery" in the "vault".

In an instant, Cruise was so frightened that he sat on the ground paralyzed.

Because in the dense pile of vesicles on the ceiling, Cruise saw a familiar face.

That was his neighbor, a special officer in charge of erasing classified data.

And accompanied by Karl's explanation, and a public corruption list.

The entire Supreme City boiled up.

Angry, shocked, questioning.

Various emotions began to spread in the communication network.

But when the questioning reached its climax, with the sound of "Zi La", the entire Supreme City fell silent instantly.

And in the darkness, Cruise heard a scream.

Cruise knew it was the scream of his next-door neighbor's wife.

In fact, even at this time, Cruise still didn't quite believe that his usual "kind" neighbor would be a mutant and corrupted creature.

But out of precaution, Cruise went to the kitchen to get a kitchen knife.

Cautiously came to the door, at this time due to the power outage, all the electromagnetic access control was automatically unlocked.

So Cruise carefully held the flashlight in his left hand and the kitchen knife in his right hand.

While calling the neighbor's name, he carefully searched towards the neighbor's living room.

But soon Cruise collapsed. The strong smell of blood wafted from the neighbor's house, coupled with the sound of chewing from time to time, directly piercing through the courage he managed to squeeze out.

Cruise, who was directly frightened, threw down the flashlight and kitchen knife, and ran back to his home without looking back.

After moving several boxes and completely blocking the door of his house, Cruise spread his ass on the cold floor in the living room.

(Maybe what the TV says is true.)
Cruise, who was panting heavily, was terrified at the moment.

Thinking of the densely packed vesicles before, the picture of himself being trapped in it and gradually deteriorating, has been lingering in Cruise's mind.

The abyss-like darkness was slowly eroding Cruise's sanity.

Fortunately, just when Cruise was about to be overwhelmed by the "swish" sound coming from behind the door, the power supply was miraculously restored.

With a "click", with the restoration of electricity, the door of Cruise's house was locked again.

Seeing this, Cruise immediately restarted the "TV".

Now Cruise, eager to get more information.

With the gradually clear picture, Cruise followed Karl to the underground of the palace.

"This is the largest backup power source in the palace."

Carl calmly began to explain to the camera.

"Just now the parasites tried to stop my live broadcast by cutting off the power supply of the whole city, but they will soon find out that these are all in vain."

After speaking, Carl pointed the camera at a group of parasites next to him.

At this moment, these ugly corrupt envoys who had already been "skinned off" by Karl were being tied together, struggling uselessly.

"See, these are parasites. I believe you can find out who they are without me naming them."

"They control everything in your country, and their ultimate goal is to take all of you to be buried with them."

Having said that, Carl cut the scene to a certain telescope.

Looking at the stars all over the sky, there are thousands of ships of different sizes but definitely have the power to "destroy the world".

Carl continued to add: "Next, I will take you to witness the true face of your so-called emperor."

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(End of this chapter)