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Chapter 1001, The Third Reich

Robert has been very busy for the past decade or so.

He had almost no time to rest. The empire was a mess, Holy Terra was a mess, and there were too many things that he had to personally oversee and handle.

Even though a stable government structure was later established, the dilapidated state of the former imperial government was so appalling that he dared not trust it easily.

But in reality, he had to admire the efficiency of the league officials.

He was once very confident in the bureaucratic system he had personally cultivated during his time governing the Infinite Starfield, believing it to be far superior to the imperial bureaucracy of the time—even though the empire was in its own glorious era. However, the technical officials in his Infinite Starfield were still among the best in the entire empire.

However, he also recognized that this was because the Infinite Starfield had him, the Son of God, personally and long-term overseeing and managing the entire administrative system. His territory was only the size of a starfield.

With the abilities of the Son of God, the guarantee of a Space Marine legion, and the backdrop of an entire Empire, Robert could indeed create an ideal state.

However, this difficulty is incomparable to establishing a well-functioning system for a vast empire that rules over tens or hundreds of millions of worlds.

Managing the Infinite Starfield well is nothing special; managing an Empire well is what truly matters.

While the alliance did not reach the scale of the entire empire, it was still far larger than the Infinite Starfield.

More importantly, they didn't carry out the construction in a stable environment.

During the Dark Side Expedition, the Alliance's strong administrative capabilities were the biggest factor supporting the smooth progress of the entire expedition.

Even Robert found it hard to understand how the league, under the pressure of expeditions and harsh external environments, still had the energy to focus on internal affairs and forge such a team.

The alliance's administrative team is particularly adept at post-war reconstruction, restoring order to the social environment from chaos.

Robert had to admit that without the help of the Alliance’s administrative team, his achievements over the past fifteen years would not have been as great as they are now, and he would not have been able to simultaneously build up and operate the government institutions of Holy Terra while the war had just ended and things were not yet completely calm.

However, today, contrary to his usual behavior, he did nothing.

I sat quietly in his office, emptying my mind for the entire morning.

In a little while, it will be the founding ceremony of the new empire.

But he didn't think about it.

He had thought about this matter many times over the past decade or so, and had already made a decision.

There's no going back on this decision—and if there is any regret, it'll be after problems arise in the future.

However, making a firm decision is one thing, but when it's about to happen, can one not feel apprehensive?
Will not.

We should still be fearful.

In fact, the closer we get to this moment, the heavier this feeling of fear becomes.

After all, his decision directly determined the future fate of the empire.

The dual-headed system... Now it's said to be two heads of state, and even my position as regent is subtly higher than Gu Hang's in the "Imperial Reorganization Charter," but what is the reality?
What truly holds power and strength is not a piece of paper or a law.

Gu Hang's ambition to overthrow the dual-headed system and become the true master of the entire empire might be an exaggeration, but it would certainly be effortless.

He had some plans and backup plans for resistance, but tragically, no matter how hard he tried, he clearly understood that his backup plans could only cause some trouble for Gu Hang and could not change the final outcome.

All he can do now is trust Gu Hang.

He did indeed believe in Gu Hang.

However, as the moment finally arrived, unease still lingered with him. Even though, over the past fifteen years, he had done many things to confirm whether his decision was truly the right one.

He constantly observed every Alliance member working in Holy Terra under his nose, trying to find evidence that Gu Hang might be an evil god, or that these people were his followers. But he found nothing, not a single sign. Of course, there were corrupt officials, incompetent ones, and those who could simply fill positions among the Alliance's officials, but the bureaucrats he had transferred from the Infinite Starfield were no exception; it was inevitable.

Overall, the league officials performed very well.

He also planted people throughout the Empire and in the Alliance-led Dark Crusades to gather intelligence.

The more he learned about the Dark Side Expedition, the more he had to admit that it was a great and glorious undertaking, much like the founding expedition of the empire. The slight shadows cast over this undertaking were merely inevitable noises inherent in any great cause, and not worth mentioning.

Gu Hang didn't seem like a bad person at all.

If Gu Hang is said to have ambition?
Gu Hang never denied or concealed this fact.

He openly and honestly conveyed to all his imperial subjects the idea that he was the most capable leader to lead the empire and humanity back to glory!
Robert even went to the Golden Throne, accompanied by the Imperial Guard, in an attempt to gain an audience with the Emperor through this most secret and prestigious place.

Even that brief meeting, the information he received, told him that everything was correct.

What else could Robert say?

He could only tell himself again and again that being suspicious is good, but one must not let suspicion ruin important matters.

He experienced the great expeditions at the founding of the empire, and the Second Empire, which he created through missteps during the empire's crisis and which now seems somewhat laughable. Now, creating a Third Empire doesn't seem like a big problem at all…

"Dong dong dong..."

The bells of Terra Palace rang for the third time, snapping Robert out of his reverie and ending his daydream.

He stepped out of the office and got into the hovercar.

The ceremonial vehicles were extremely luxurious. After passing through the palace area, which had been partially cleared and rebuilt, the hovercars began to descend and glide over the grand square.

The grand ceremony was right before his eyes.

They got out of the car, walked onto the red carpet, and stepped onto the stage.

Gu Hang had already arrived and was waiting for him.

The middle-aged man with a gentle smile appeared both heroic and refined, making him seem like a gentle ruler.

This appearance was intentional on Gu Hang's part. He was already an immortal being, so maintaining his youth was not difficult for him. However, allowing himself to age to middle age with the passage of time would be more suitable for the appearance of a ruler than maintaining a youthful face.

But Robert knew perfectly well what a terrifying existence lay beneath that skin.

He's such a good actor...

Robert took a deep breath, hiding all his gloom, worry, fatigue, and other inappropriate expressions, and put on his most perfect smile, both gentle and dignified—from this perspective, he, like Gu Hang, was an out-and-out political creature.

Composing himself, Robert greeted all his colleagues standing on the platform, and then stood next to Gu Hang.

After receiving the manuscript, he would be the first to speak, in his capacity as the Imperial Regent.

The next person to speak after him will be the new Prime Minister of the Empire—Gu Hang.

After the ceremony, the new empire will be officially established, and the Third Reich will be officially established.

(End of this chapter)