Guilliman was destined to be unable to answer Noah's question; his face still held an awkward smile, and to be honest, he no longer knew how many times he had maintained that smile.
Fortunately, Noah was just complaining.
Honestly, after witnessing so many bizarre things, he felt he could get used to it; wasn't the capital planet just a chaotic mess?
He had seen abstract things like this before, and now he was just broadening his horizons, right?
The Custodes were unaware of the conversation between Noah and Guilliman; otherwise, they wouldn't have been so quiet.
Noah had complained to Guilliman using psionics, so the Custodes were unaware of Noah's disdain for the Imperium of Man at that moment.
This was actually a display of Noah's high moral standards; he felt it would be rude to complain so much right after arriving.
He was willing to save some face for his fellow humans.
The Custodes led the way, protecting Guilliman, and began to escort him from the underground passage into the outer palace defenses.
This led them away from the dangerous riot zones outside.
When Noah, Guilliman, and the other people arrived at the outer court, they were first greeted by a well-prepared guard force.
Representatives from the Adeptus Mechanicus of Mars and officials from various important departments of the Imperium.
They nervously and timidly, yet concisely, reported the current situation to the living Primarch before them.
At this time, Noah just quietly listened to them speak, absorbing useful information he needed to understand the situation in this galaxy.
It must be said that as the capital of the Imperium of Man, Terra made it much easier to obtain information.
After they finished reporting to Guilliman, he didn't react much; he incorporated all the information into his theoretical considerations and calculated the possibilities of practical application in his highly advanced mind.
The Primarch saw a chaotic scene, with wailing people under a high-pressure military lockdown, stretching beyond the city walls.
There were countless dilapidated old buildings, various gigantic and grotesque layers of defensive artillery fortifications, and most importantly, the fact that the astronomican's light had extinguished.
When such a series of problems loomed before him, Guilliman subconsciously looked back at Noah.
So many things along the way had been handled by Noah, which had made him slightly dependent.
The Lord of Ultramar knew very well how powerful the man behind him, with his noble character and technological capabilities, truly was.
To solve this series of issues, Noah could be said to be his greatest reliance and support among this pile of problems; this was the answer provided by his superhuman brain.
However, Noah did not express any opinion on all of this; he still just stood quietly to the side, also collecting data on this galaxy and analyzing everything.
Although he had a high moral bottom line and understood the importance of his fellow humans, he still had to prioritize his own matters.
He really missed the federation; he truly couldn't stand being in this shit-like universe.
Who among his family would understand? He used to be just a scientist.
But now, he had to be a scientist, a governor, and also guide the development of an entire faction.
And if he were to help Guilliman, it meant he would also have to control such a vast Imperium and solve its problems.
Was this something a scientist should face?
Even though his brain far surpassed ordinary computers, even quantum computers, and the supercomputers in the federation.
But when this entire series of things needed to be handled by himself, Noah still felt tired.
It wasn't that his brain couldn't process these things, but that he had too many things to manage now, all of which were draining his energy.
Mental and spiritual fatigue were unavoidable.
Compared to his life in the federation, and then comparing it to his current life in what felt like a backwater, he really found it hard to cope.
Receiving no feedback from Noah, Guilliman ultimately had to make his own decision; he chose to temporarily ignore these problems.
He needed to return to the palace first to question his father, and also to fulfill his promise to Noah, allowing him to see the Emperor.
Guilliman spoke quietly with the Custodes for a while, then immediately began to prepare to go to the golden throne to meet the Emperor himself.
The Custodes were convinced by Guilliman, or rather, they had actually received some premonitions from the Emperor, and now they understood that the Emperor's premonition must have referred to Noah.
The Custodes did not prevent Noah from entering the Throne Room; instead, they also agreed.
Led by the Custodes, Noah and Guilliman entered the Throne Room.
Guided by the Custodes, Noah saw the Emperor, the Emperor of the Imperium of Man, the being revered as the God-Emperor in the Ecclesiarchy.
What Noah saw was not a glorious being, but a creature like a dead body, a withered corpse.
Looking at the withered body, like a skeleton, Noah was stunned.
He didn't just judge a person by their appearance; his psionics could also function, and he could feel that the Emperor of the Imperium of Man, his psionics, was continuously being absorbed by the golden throne beneath him.
Besides that, the astronomican nearby also needed this power, but for some reason, the Emperor was not currently providing power to the astronomican.
Looking at the man before him, like a withered corpse, Noah was stunned, while Guilliman knelt on the ground.
Although Noah stood in his place without kneeling, such an action seemed extremely blasphemous, but the Custodes did not intervene to stop him.
The Custodes had long received the Emperor's revelation.
The Emperor's meaning was that Noah was a huge turning point, so the Custodes' tolerance for Noah could be said to be very high, after all, this was a being personally named by the Emperor.
This was also one of the few times the Custodes had been able to communicate with the Emperor in such a long time.
Moreover, the situation this time was quite clear: the Emperor's humanity had returned.
Noah just looked at the Emperor; finally, he didn't speak first to ask any questions.
Instead, he took out a large quantity of zelo from his backpack.
This was his last reserve of energy, but he didn't hoard it; instead, he piled a large amount around himself.
Immediately after, he began to absorb this energy and transfer it into the interior of the withered corpse before him.
A large amount of pure psionics began to enter the Emperor's body, cleansing him of those toxic beliefs.
Noah's every move, in the eyes of many, was undoubtedly an act of blasphemy.
At the same time, in the eyes of the Custodes, this could potentially affect the Emperor's safety, so they immediately wanted to stop him.
For the Custodes, although the Emperor's oracle stated Noah's importance, they could not tolerate any danger to the Emperor.
But before they could act, the Emperor personally intervened; golden psionics froze the Custodes in place, unable to move.
A large amount of psionics surged from Noah's body into the Emperor's body, nourishing his already withered form.
The toxic beliefs were removed by Noah, alleviating the pressure of his impending ascension to godhood.
At the same time, the influx of a large amount of pure psionics also made the Emperor's body become moisturized, and he began to show some recovery.
No one in this universe had psionics as pure as Noah's, and no one could help the Emperor as Noah could.
Noah injected most of the psionics into the Emperor's body, leaving only a small portion.
The Emperor's body was no longer as shriveled as before; it had recovered a little.
Although this recovery seemed extremely slight to many, the Custodes still saw it.
The Emperor's radiance shone forth from Noah's body.
This was pure bliss!
No one had helped the Emperor more than Noah.
He not only removed the toxic beliefs for him, delayed his progress towards godhood, but also nourished his body.