Warhammer: From Planetary Governor

The great God of All Opportunities has favored us!

Kaur could feel that the synthetic synapses and logical thinking pipelines in his skull became more closely connected, and his brain became more active.

Then came inspiration.

Endless inspiration.

The surging inspiration almost overwhelmed Kaul. He was so excited that he almost short-circuited, and the mechanical devices on his body emitted sparks.

But he didn't care at all.

Kaul hugged the sleeping servo skull next to him and shook it wildly, like a child receiving a certificate.

"Father, wake up!

I have an inspiration and know how to create a machine that can give birth to the strongest machine soul! "

For this technology, the Sali family suffered a lot.

Kaur's father spent even more time thinking about it, and even to his death could not come up with any clues.

He put all his hopes on Kaul, the genius of the Sali family.

The servo skull was suddenly shaken awake and looked at Caul blankly.

It is just a robot and cannot understand why the human in front of it is so happy.

…

Soon, the machine shop was filled with smoke, and the sound of the collision of mechanical parts and the sizzle of electricity were intertwined.

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Tower mansion.

Ron is working on secret files about the Inquisition in the Governor's office.

The newly formed tribunal was functioning well.

Under the leadership of De Vere, dozens of heretical incidents were handled and many hidden cult believers were uncovered.

In addition to this, several incompetent and corrupt officials were dealt with.

Now De Vere, the selfless Grand Inquisitor, has become a feared character by everyone in the King's Court District.

Everyone knows that when the judge comes in front of you, it means that the judgment has arrived.

As for the outcome, there is a high probability that he will eat explosive bombs on the spot or receive a set meal at the stake.

Ron was very satisfied with Deville's style of dealing with things, and he wanted such results.

Because he is not a particularly strict person.

But too lax discipline often leads to incompetence and corruption among officials.

And the people's wantonness is more likely to invite the corruption of Chaos.

Therefore, there must still be appropriate supervision and punishment, otherwise the governor's majesty would be useless.

The Wangting District needs someone to do this, and Deville is the best choice.

As for Ron, the governor, he only needs to give full play to his subspace essence and act as a savior to show people his gentle and benevolent side.

Soon, Ron received another good news.

Kaul created the machine soul host and sent a letter asking when the machine soul could be lit.

This is undoubtedly a huge surprise.

He was prepared to wait for half a year, or even longer, but he didn't expect to have the finished product in just two months.

"Inform Caul to light up the machine spirit today!"

Ron was excited to finally get rid of those damn paper files.

As for whether he could light up the machine soul, he wasn't worried at all.

After all, the effect of the blessing is obvious to all. Since Kaul dared to inform him, the probability of something going wrong should be low.

Ron couldn't wait any longer and immediately asked Carter and other guards to escort him to the machine workshop.

When he arrived at the workshop area, he saw a huge skull-shaped mechanical building.

Dozens of servo skulls floating around the mechanical building are performing various operations.

The huge black gears rotate slowly, the burning furnace fire spurts out, and the diffuse steam envelopes the entire area like a gauze.

The sound of gear meshing spreads a low and shocking mechanical rhythm, as if it is the heartbeat of a mechanical building.

Hiss~ Kaul has something to do with such a big battle.

Ron didn't see the resource consumption report of Kaul Machinery Workshop until yesterday.

He alone consumed most of the resource reserves in Wangting District.

As for why I saw it so late, the workflow in Wangting District is fast enough.

During this time, he was rectifying the internal affairs and was very busy.

The cause of the matter was an accounting report.

Among the work files, Ron saw a census report from ten years ago that was handed over by some bastard.

After an investigation, I discovered that there was a department responsible for calculating population data, and it had not stopped even during the fall of Shangchao.

They were busy following the process for several years before they completed the calculation of various complex data and then reported it to the Governor.

He asked why this pointless business was not stopped.

The answer was that they were not allowed to stop work without orders.

Subsequently, Ron launched a larger investigation.

More ineffective departments were discovered, including even the department that calculated the tithe deep within the Ministry of Interior.

Because the planet was under tremendous pressure at the time, their entire department was ordered to work in an office deep within the Ministry of Interior.

They are not allowed to come out before the accounting is completed.

As for the food, it is all transported by the servitors.

They had been immersed in work for six or seven years, and they had no idea that there was a rebellion on the planet Erth and that the hive city had fallen.

Just surprised that the food is getting worse and worse.

These people even believed that this was a punishment given by the Governor who was dissatisfied with their work.

So they worked harder, and those who died of exhaustion on the way were transported out by servitors.

Faced with these ridiculous things, Ron was almost so angry that he vomited blood, but there was nothing he could do.

These poor administrators are just doing their jobs.

Even worse are the administrative staff who are completely forgotten.

They were dealing with more secret files and were locked in the office.

The superior responsible for managing them died during the rebellion and did not have time to hand over the work.

As a result, no one knew about these departments anymore, let alone sent supplies to them.

When Ron asked someone to open the door, he saw only a dozen white bones.

This is the consequence of inefficiency.

The planet Erth with billions of people requires too many administrative personnel, and the various administrative departments are so complicated that they are impossible to remember.

Now this is finally coming to an end.

When the machine soul lights up, Wangting District will usher in a new era.

As for the massive amount of supplies that Call consumed, Ron didn't think it was anything.

After all, it is normal for something as high-end as the Machine Soul Host to consume so many resources.

As long as it can be completed smoothly, even if it consumes more resources, Ron can grit his teeth and hold on.

Looking at the huge skull building in front of him, Ron felt it was worth it.

It is indeed a machine soul host, it looks awesome like this!

Soon, Kaul, who was informed, came out to greet him.

He leaned on the mechanical scepter and stepped on the anti-gravity floating plate, floating out from the eyeball part of the skull building, with several black servo skulls floating behind him.

The leader among them is his "father", which is embedded in thick black steel armor and has mechanical eyes that glow with a stunning scarlet color.

Caul equipped this precious servo skull with many powerful weapons and installed several protective devices.

Even if he faces a more violent explosion than last time, nothing will happen.

In the past two months, Kaur has also undergone a lot of transformation himself, and his image has changed drastically.

Call's face was completely replaced by a black skull mask with sharp teeth.

Several scarlet mechanical eyes were distributed on the mask, shining with a cold light.

His scarlet-to-black robe fluttered in the wind, and countless cables and mechanical circuits were entangled under the robe, tangled and intertwined like a spider web.

These cables and circuits extend to the energy backpack on his back, continuously providing energy for his dozens of waving, complex octopus robotic arms embedded with various tools and weapons.

Hiss~

Looking at Call's current appearance, Ron felt a little bit bitter.

This image is too unorthodox. Isn’t that guy going to become a gangster?