Large numbers of Khorne Daemons are currently being pushed back.
However, due to the Imperium of Man being overrun by Khorne, an immense amount of captured weaponry was acquired, leading to the depletion of Noah's engineering robots despite his deployment of the Mechanical Legion.
Because the metallic materials of the Mechanical Legion were not high-grade, the number of engineering robots was gradually decreasing.
Of course, this rate of decrease was exceptionally slow; after a full eight hours of fighting, only 16 engineering robots had been lost.
The Battle of Lion's Gate seemed to be nearing its end, and could be left to the Mechanical Legion and the ordinary PDF; other units could proceed with their planned attacks as usual.
"Trajan, I'm leaving this to you. I am transferring command authority of the Mechanical Legion to you; you can now command them in battle."
Noah had no interest in wasting any more time here. He turned to the Commander of the Custodes and directly handed over command of the Mechanical Legion to him.
"Alright, you can now command this force in battle. Command of the Imperium's army is also now yours. I have only one request: eradicate these Daemons, wipe them out completely!"
After speaking, Noah patted Trajan on the shoulder, then left the command room for the Battle of Lion's Gate. He felt his command was no longer needed.
While dealing with these Daemons, Noah was more concerned with the living conditions on Terra. The lives of these fellow humans were simply appalling.
Why did Daemons appear so easily on Terra?
Why did Daemons appear so easily in the capital of the Imperium of Man?
Was it not because the Imperium of Man's living conditions were utterly terrible?
If the people in the Terran Federation's capital could live good lives, why would they side with Daemons? Wouldn't that be pure idiocy?
Therefore, continuing to slaughter Daemons here was meaningless.
Even though killing these Warp Daemons on the battlefield was no different from killing dogs, it was not a fundamental solution.
As long as Chaos sorcery persisted, Warp Daemons could continue to appear endlessly, as few units besides the Psionic Legion could completely eliminate these Daemons.
And even if this time, troops were mobilized for a full counter-offensive, eliminating those who practiced heretical sorcery...
But what about next time?
As long as the situation on Terra did not effectively change, such a situation would inevitably recur.
Must this planet truly rely solely on the light bestowed by the god called the Emperor to prevent the emergence of Chaos Gods?
Such a method was undoubtedly inadequate. Entrusting the survival of an entire civilization to a single powerful entity—is that still a civilization?
No, it's not.
It's merely a vassal!
A true civilization should not be a leader's vassal, but rather the leader's strongest backing. Currently, the Imperium of Man can be said to be merely a vassal of the god called the Emperor.
Once that god disappears, the entire Imperium will crumble.
At the same time, that fellow human called the Emperor cannot receive aid from his own civilization; he can only rely on himself to maintain this vast Imperium.
Such measures are nothing more than a slow death.
Noah left Lion's Gate, handing command over to Astra Militarum Commander Trajan, while he himself went to the Department of the Interior within the Imperial Palace on Terra.
At this time, Guilliman was already in a meeting with the High Lords at the High Lords Council, while Noah appeared in the Department of the Interior.
The Department of the Interior could be said to be the largest, most bloated, and most crucial bureaucratic institution in the Imperium of Man.
Noah had never seen a Department of the Interior in an interstellar civilization so large that merely managing the operations and internal staff of the relatively small Imperial Palace required 10 billion employees.
When Noah's psionics enveloped the entire Department of the Interior to count the personnel, he was utterly shocked. What an incredibly inefficient internal operation!
He couldn't understand why a single Imperial Palace would require so many internal staff; it was somewhat absurd.
Beyond this absurdity, Noah also felt a certain pressure—a pressure stemming from the sheer number of people. With so many individuals, wouldn't their sustenance become a problem?
The official personnel alone already exceeded 10 billion, not to mention the civilians—
After all, the Imperium of Man is most adept at having a large unofficial population, such as petitioners, slaves, laborer commoners, browsers, pilgrims, and illegal residents.
As Noah's psionics swept through the entire Imperial Palace to count the population, he frustratingly discovered that this small area of the Imperial Palace alone contained a staggering 80 billion people.
For the first time, Noah felt a sensation he could only describe as 'numbness.'
Are they insane?!
Noah couldn't believe the numbers he had tallied. 80 billion people in such a small area?
It's important to remember that after the Terran Federation eliminated the Earth Alliance, it successfully reclaimed humanity's homeworld, Earth.
After 100 years of Terran Federation rule, the population of that homeworld was only a mere 7 billion—the optimal number maintained after detailed calculations by the Terran Federation.
At its peak, Earth's population would not exceed 10 billion, and what did he see now?
He saw a single Imperial Palace crammed with a staggering 80 billion people.
This was nothing short of an absolute outrage.
According to the Terran Federation's calculations, such a large population would consume 80 units of food per month.
This was just the food consumption required by the people in the small area of the Imperial Palace. If the entire population of Holy Terra were added up, Noah roughly estimated that it would require at least 2000 units of food per month... For a moment, Noah felt utterly overwhelmed.
To ask him to conjure up so much food out of thin air to maintain the normal operation of this planet—how could that be done? He couldn't do it.
While he was a scientist, that didn't mean a scientist was omnipotent. A scientist would naturally have ways to solve this problem, but which method didn't require time?
At this moment, Noah felt the immense trouble brought by the Imperium of Man's colossal size.
Currently, any food-producing facility in the Terran Federation would be difficult to construct here.
It seemed all signs pointed to one last solution, the final method to quickly obtain food: ork farm.
A ork farm was the only production facility Noah could think of to effectively solve the food problem, after all, any production facility in stellaris takes time to build.
Such construction was also based on the terrifying construction speed of his Terran Federation; if it were left to the Imperium of Man without his help,
even if they were given the blueprints and construction methods for a hydroponic farm, it would still take them over a decade to build it.
Even if he could dispatch engineering robots to construct the hydroponic farm, there's a saturation point for even the most numerous engineering robots, and it would still take at least 200 days to build.
Therefore, building food production facilities was too difficult; in contrast, a ork farm was a more suitable option.
The ork farm was not a technology of the Terran Federation, but rather a technology Noah developed in this universe, composed of ork spores.
These ork spores could grow in any environment, and a factory equipped with phase weapons would only need a few weeks to obtain a large amount of ork meat.
In half a month, a qualified ork boy could be cultivated, or even a qualified ork boss.
The growth and development of orks are influenced by Waaagh! energy.
The denser the Waaagh! energy, the faster they grow.
Of course, this is not fixed.
Through long-term research, Noah also developed some other things.
ork farms are very useful, so Noah was naturally willing to dedicate a little time and effort to research the production capacity of these farms.
In his research, he developed a growth nutrient solution that can promote the rapid growth and development of orks.
With the spraying of this nutrient solution, a ork boy can grow in just one day.
Moreover, it will make it grow more meat; what was originally a half-mushroom, half-meat situation will directly become 2/3 meat and 1/3 inedible mushroom.
Under the work of the ork farm's automatic harvesting device, the mushrooms will be directly thrown back into the farm to continue growing and developing.
The meat, after standardized processing to remove the less palatable parts, will leave enough premium meat to be served on people's tables.
Furthermore, the potion to accelerate ork growth is something Noah can easily concoct by hand.
This completely provides the standardized production module for establishing a rapidly growing ork farm.
Most importantly, the ork spores Noah possessed were no longer the original ones; he had genetically modified them, adding some delicious traits to these orks.
At the same time, he also made some slight modifications to the genes of these orks again, as they are sentient beings, and slaughtering them might cause discomfort to some people.
As a top scientist of the Terran Federation, he naturally considered this point. To ensure all humans could safely consume this food,
Noah also slightly modified some of the orks' intelligence genes; before the age of 8, they would not develop any intelligence.
They will become high-quality livestock, not only capable of quickly producing sufficient meat, but also very simple to scale up production.
After all, Noah left 1/3 of their bodies to become spores for reproduction.
In other words, the orks bred from the ork spores in Noah's hands will have very delicious meat.
Moreover, they will become high-quality livestock, not possessing the same powerful combat capabilities and threats as ordinary orks.
Noah had decided to build a ork farm to alleviate the Imperium's current food crisis, at least to first address Terra's food crisis.
As for the morality of doing this to orks?
Noah couldn't be bothered to consider it; after all, the Terran Federation had once turned the Starfish into Starfish cans.
To put it bluntly, these aliens are not even truly sentient beings.
To humans, they are nothing more than livestock.
Thinking of this, Noah strode into the Department of the Interior. Such matters, of course, should be entrusted to Guilliman; he is the Regent.
When Noah, the Sun Lord, entered the Department of the Interior of the Imperium of Man, the officials of the Department of the Interior noticed the arrival of the Sun Lord.
Though called the Sun Lord, Noah was effectively the Imperial Warmaster of the Imperium of Man.
It was just that the title of Warmaster was too sensitive, so the Emperor had merely appointed him as the Sun Lord.
The High Lords Council was currently convened in the Department of the Interior within the Imperial Palace.
Guilliman was currently bickering with several other High Lords.
When Noah walked into the Department of the Interior, the attendants guided him directly to Guilliman.
After all, this was the Sun Lord, one of the top figures in the Imperium of Man.
Therefore, these attendants naturally would not let Noah wait outside, but instead directly led him into the High Lords Council.
Who would have thought that Noah was now also a High Lords of the Imperium of Man? This was personally ordered by the Emperor.
As Noah stepped into the High Lords Council, the sounds of conversation instantly ceased, and the gaze of several individuals all turned to Noah.
This included the Primarch Guilliman.
Their eyes, as they looked at Noah, were filled with confusion.
They couldn't understand why Noah, who should have been commanding the Imperial Army in battle against the Chaos Daemons at Lion's Gate, would appear here?
As the new Sun Lord of the Imperium, effectively the Imperial Warmaster,
shouldn't he be at Lion's Gate, commanding the Imperial Army against the forces of Khorne?
Why was he here?
However, it was clear that Noah couldn't be bothered with the other High Lords; he only looked at Guilliman.
As someone who had together heard the Emperor of the Imperium of Man issue directives in the Throne Room, Noah understood that Guilliman was currently the Regent of the Imperium.
Rather than bickering with the other High Lords, it was better to hand the matter directly to Guilliman.
"I need a plot of land to build a farm, to provide ample food for the citizens of the Imperium at this time."
"You handle the land issue; after all, you are the Regent of the Imperium, so matters of the people's livelihood should be entrusted to you.
I will send the data to the personal terminal I gave you earlier. You can use the terminal to access this batch of data, and you must build this farm according to my data."
"It can ensure a continuous supply of meat to Terra once built. Although only eating meat will lead to malnutrition, now is clearly not the time to worry about that."
"Also, don't just stay here. Take your troops to Lion's Gate and launch an offensive against the Daemons. This will help you gain enough prestige."
"As the Regent of the Imperium, you also need sufficient prestige to assert your status as a Primarch, which will effectively help you govern this Imperium."
After saying this to Guilliman, Noah turned and left.
With such a good tool-person like Guilliman here to handle these matters, why would Noah personally resolve them?
He only needed to hand over the technology to Guilliman, and he believed this imperial regent would handle it well.
Otherwise, wouldn't his position as imperial regent be for nothing?
Compared to commanding battles and handling civilian affairs, Noah was more interested in addressing his military technology issues.
He needed to quickly seize the time to research the Psionic Legion, to avoid being limited to producing only the most ancient Psionic Legions.
The Battle of Lion's Gate was not just the crushing of Chaos Daemons by his Mechanical Legion; he also saw the power of the Chaos Daemons.
He could feel the continuous, powerful Daemonic energy.
Therefore, for Noah, his demand for military technology had now become even more intense.
If he could produce the true Psionic Legion of the Terran Federation, then Khorne Daemons would no longer be a match.
Moreover, he came here to help the Imperium of Man fight the Battle of Lion's Gate and solve their livelihood problems; it was time to address what he originally came to do.