Warhammer: From Planetary Governor

For Ron, it is very important to set up his own tribunal.

The newly established tribunal is responsible only to him and will become the most powerful secret agency in the Royal Court.

The judges of the tribunal have great power in the territory. They can reasonably suspect and examine anyone other than Ron, and are responsible for investigating and destroying hidden threats.

This is an important violent agency for him to check and balance the administrative system and officials under his command, and it can also effectively deal with hidden external threats.

In the future, as the territory expands, the power of the tribunal will continue to expand.

After reading the files, Deville trembled slightly. He already knew what he was going to do.

He understood more clearly what kind of responsibilities and powers the Governor had given him.

What a trust.

All he could repay was absolute loyalty!

After seeing that Deville understood what he wanted him to do, Ron pulled him to talk about the details that needed to be paid attention to.

The establishment of the tribunal is not an easy task.

In addition to having a group of loyal and capable people, strong military support is also required.

So Ron will send twenty guards in as the initial members of the tribunal.

At the same time, a group of defense forces, elite judicial police and administrative personnel will be dispatched to serve as throne deputies, interpreters, torturers, apprentices, etc.

In this way, the initial team of the Tribunal is formed.

As for how it will develop in the future, it depends on how Deville and others operate.

After the discussion, Ron looked at Deville seriously:

"Your Excellency the Grand Inquisitor, from now on the Tribunal of the Royal Court will be handed over to you"

Deville stood up suddenly, and with a firm look, he performed a standard Sky Eagle salute:

"Everything is for the Governor!"

Seeing this, Ron nodded with satisfaction and let Deville go to work.

Ron believed that this loyal and capable subordinate in front of him would perform the duties he had given him.

Ron was very happy to complete another important plan.

Now he has gathered a series of institutions such as the Guards, the Tribunal, the Ministry of the Interior, the Mechanicus, the State Religion, and the Defense Force.

As for super-large organizations such as the Space Marines and the Imperial Navy Fleet, he cannot create them for the time being.

Only by controlling the entire Ers planet, or even more planets, and accumulating a huge amount of hope power, can we go to the subspace to obtain resources to develop these.

There are countless good things lost in the subspace for tens of thousands of years.

For example, lost ships, precious casting materials, various weapons and ancient relics, corpses of space warriors, armor, etc.

It's just that everything is available, just waiting for him to go and find it.

From this point of view, Ron's subspace nature is too strong.

Being able to adapt to the rules of the subspace and extract physical matter from it, the old God Emperor will drool when he sees it.

One day, a super flagship with complete STC technology from the golden age of mankind will be found...

Hiss~

Thinking about it, Ron is drooling a little, then he must take off on the spot!

Soon, he reacted and ended the fantasy time.

Let's do the things in front of us first.

In short, the current Royal Court District has the prototype of a small empire, and he will replicate more imperial institutions in the future.

Ron has decided that the ruling system within the future territory will follow the basic system of the empire.

It's not that he doesn't want to change it, but he doesn't dare to change it.

If the Empire is compared to a program that often freezes and has bugs, then this basic system is the bottom-level shit mountain code.

No matter how bad this shit mountain code is, at least it has been running smoothly for more than ten thousand years, which is already super awesome.

You can't change it randomly.

What if the change is wrong and the whole program crashes?

It will explode on the spot.

So Ron will only make some fine-tuning on the original system and apply more patches.

Make this system run more smoothly and silky.

These are all future plans.

Ron was worried that he would forget, so he quickly wrote down these fragmented ideas on the typewriter.

With his typing speed of one thousand per hour, he quickly recorded all the ideas.

He tore off the page and prepared to save it.

If it is mixed up with other documents, it will be difficult to find.

Ron came to the nearly five-meter-high filing cabinet next to him, looking at the densely packed grids, a little confused: "Hiss~ Which grid is the future development plan placed in?" Fortunately, his brain, which had been strengthened, worked better. After thinking about it, he recalled the grid: Grid No. 117, Row 6, Column 14. Fortunately, I remembered it. If I really can't remember it, I can only rely on the thick index of the dictionary to find it. After putting the page away, Ron sat back in his seat and stuffed a piece of frosted Poro cookie into his mouth. Eat something to replenish nutrition, and then continue to work. He looked at the small stack of documents left on the desk, and his whole body was full of energy. After processing these documents, the afternoon work is done. The great governor can rest! Ron buried his head and continued to process the documents. Those complicated words made him dizzy. But no problem, persistence is victory. Soon, Ron finished processing all the documents, collapsed in the chair, and showed a satisfied smile. It's finally over. Just as he was about to rest, two maids came in.

Ron's pupils instantly dilated, and he lost his vitality:

"No!"

The two maids each held documents nearly one meter high. They seemed to be frightened:

"General...Mr. Governor, these are documents that need to be processed by you..."

Ron would naturally not embarrass those maids. He was helpless:

"Okay, put the files here"

"yes!"

The two maids quickly put down their documents and fled the office filled with the Governor's resentment.

Ron's scalp went numb as he looked at the two piles of freshly baked documents.

Wow!

Two mountains of documents collapsed and fell on him.

Ron's whole body was still. He regretted extremely that he should not have agreed to share part of Bayev's government affairs.

Originally, he did this with a learning attitude. As a ruler, you still have to learn what you need to learn.

At first he was able to do it with ease.

After all, the Wangting District's original management style was very extensive and did not care about the life and death of the people. There were a lot of paper documents, but it was still manageable.

But as Ron promulgated more and more new policies and regulations, and the Wangting District switched to a refined management method, the number of documents that needed to be processed increased exponentially.

Those complicated, repetitive, confusing and outdated documents made him dizzy and overwhelmed.

He was almost trapped in this office.

He could not imagine how much pressure the empire's top managers must bear with this way of working.

No wonder those high lords were either exhausted or crazy.

Suddenly, a subspace crack appeared in the Governor's office.

Robert Guilliman walked out, wearing the Armor of Destiny, with light shining from the back of his head and surging power all over his body.

He looked here with piercing eyes, with great pressure:

"Ron, the Empire needs you.

Follow me to Holy Terra and you will become the High Lord! "

With that said, Robert Guilliman's huge commanding hand grasped at him.

"Don't come over here!"

Ron woke up with a scream, looking at the messy desk in front of him, he breathed a sigh of relief.

It turned out to be just a horrible nightmare.

Fortunately it's not true, otherwise he would rather die where he is.

Looking at the mess of documents, Ron's patience reached its limit.

I can't do this job anymore.

He wants to reform, do Internet + AI, realize online office work, and optimize work processes and efficiency!

Fortunately, all this is already underway quietly.

Ron gave the intelligent robot and current mechanical sage Moss many ideas about the Internet and asked him to conduct experiments secretly.

no way.

The Adeptus Mechanicus has severely blocked technologies related to intelligent networks, and cannot even produce wetware.

I can only get a version from the human 3K era and use it first.

It’s time for everyone to see the technology of the 3K era of mankind!