Warhammer: From Planetary Governor

Looking at the beautifully shaped colorful candies and pastries on the plate, Will swallowed.

He had only heard of those things in legends and stories.

Will was a former miner at Downnest.

During the heretical rebellion, in order to prevent his family from starving to death, he resolutely took his pregnant wife and old mother to the nest.

During the refugee wave, his mother died of a hunger strike, leaving food to her pregnant wife, while he relied on his physical strength to survive.

Fortunately, after the rebellion ended, the Governor took in these refugees.

Will became a miner again, relying on his rich experience and good luck - the previous supervisors unfortunately died in mutant attacks.

Finally reached the position of supervisor.

His family usually lived on corpse starch, and they only dared to have a piece of bread mixed with wood residue after a few days.

It is already a very rare delicacy that ordinary families cannot afford.

But the food in front of me is a hundred or a thousand times more delicious than wood slag bread!

He secretly sniffed it just now, and the smell kept echoing in his mind.

This was a very precious experience and memory, and he still wanted to go back and brag about it to his children.

Will couldn't imagine how delicious these cookies and candies would be after eating them!

However, the Governor said that he would give him such delicious food?

What an honor!

Facing the expectant eyes, Ron nodded: "Yes, these things are given to you."

Ron called the maid and asked her to get a new candies and pastries and carefully package them in exquisite gift bags.

"Just think of these as gifts to my children."

He handed the gift bag to Will himself.

"I am really, really grateful! Lord Governor, the God Emperor will always protect you!"

The other party received the gift bag containing candies and pastries with great joy and almost shed tears.

Ron couldn't help but sigh a little when he saw that a piece of candy and cake that seemed ordinary in his previous life could make the other party so excited.

He secretly swore in his heart that one day, people on the planet Ers would be able to eat such food!

This is the responsibility of being a leader!

After coming back to his senses, Ron raised his hand and patted Will on the shoulder: "Work hard, Wangting District will never forget your contribution..."

"My Lord Governor, I will devote all my loyalty to you!"

Will was silent for a while and said solemnly.

He hugged the gift bag tightly, turned around and left quickly.

The power of hope +100!

Ron was shocked that one person could generate so much hope!

At this moment, he also realized that it was useless to just paint a pie for his subordinates, he also needed to show tangible benefits and sincerity!

But what he lacks most now is these!

Ron fell into thinking again and continued to think about how to obtain the greatest motivational effect with the least amount of materials.

Unfortunately, there is still no idea.

It’s difficult!

On the other side, Will walked out of the spire mansion holding the gift given by the Governor.

"Boss Will, how are you?"

"What did the Governor say?"

"Can those who have gone home come back to mine?"

As soon as he walked out, Will's captains gathered around him, chirping anxiously to inquire about the situation.

Each of these captains has hundreds of miners under his command.

If something goes wrong with the mining team, they really have no way to explain it to their subordinates.

By that time, I don’t know how many families will collapse!

A bearded captain pointed at Will's face and exclaimed: "Look! The boss is crying. Will something happen to the mining team?"

"Does that bastard at the top of the tower really want everyone to be laid off?"

Upon hearing this, Will's face suddenly changed and he scolded everyone: "Shut up, you guys, what nonsense are you talking about!"

Seeing the boss getting angry, everyone calmed down and looked grim.

Will wiped away his tears and looked at everyone with a smile: "The mining team is fine, everyone can go back and work in peace."

"No salary reduction?"

"There won't be any reduction in manpower, right?"

"The Governor said, everything will continue as usual."

"Boss, those people who are going home..."

Will looked excited: "Let those young men come back to work and work hard. The Governor will not forget us!"

This news excited everyone and they couldn't help but cheer.

Suddenly, someone smelled something: "Boss, what's the scent on you?"

"smell good!"

"God Emperor, I have never smelled anything so fragrant in my life."

"It smells better than women!"

Will was quite proud and patted the gift bag in his arms: "This is a gift from the Governor. What is it called candy cake...

In short, it is something only the Governor can eat! "

Everyone looked at the gift bag in Will's arms and swallowed their saliva. How delicious would it be for something only the Governor can eat?

The best thing they had ever eaten in their lives was wood slag bread!

Compared with corpse starch, various sour and smelly bugs, mutated mice, etc., wood slag bread is not nauseating, which is enough to be called delicious.

If there were no accidents, these people would never be able to taste those expensive foods for eight lifetimes.

Facing everyone's eager eyes, Will hesitated for a while, but finally relented.

As the boss, you should not forget your brothers when there are good things. This is what Will has learned.

This is also an important reason why the brothers can support him as a supervisor.

As a subordinate, his ability to become a supervisor was inseparable from the support of his brothers.

Will carefully opened the gift bag and reached for the cookies.

He yelled: "You damn bastards, wipe your hands clean and don't desecrate such precious food!"

Everyone wiped their hands clean as hard as they could. They lined up and stretched out their hands to Will tremblingly, fearing that the connection would be unstable and the baby would fall to the ground.

Everyone got a cookie.

The biscuits are still warm, so beautiful, exuding an alluring aroma that penetrates deeply into the soul!

Their genes have never had such a delicious memory, so they can't describe what it tastes like.

Some people couldn't wait to stuff the biscuits into their mouths, almost licking their hands clean before eating them.

But some people restrained themselves. They tried hard to restrain their desires and wrapped the cookies carefully and tremblingly.

They may be waiting to taste it with their families when they go home, or they may be preparing to sell it on the black market.

But no matter what, you will never let down such a precious delicacy.

Will carefully put the residue back into the bag. There was still more than half of the cookies left in it. He wanted to go back and share it with the children!

That will be the best and happiest memory of the children's childhood.

Surrounded by everyone, Will took the steam car and drove towards the residential area, all the way to Black Coal Street where he lived.

As the name suggests, Black Coal Street is almost inhabited by miner families.

They depend on the mines for survival.

Any disturbance in the mine, whether it is a mine accident, a mutant attack, or salary cuts and layoffs, will plunge some families into a bottomless abyss.

On the streets, people were disgraced and depressed, with no light in their eyes.

This is the result of chronic hunger.

When people saw Will, they immediately gathered around.