Warhammer: From Planetary Governor

Chapter 291 Ron: Psionic Network 2.0, start!

When the smoke cleared.

The Chaos Knights of the Crow family who surrendered to the Dark Lord slaughtered the Chaos Legion sent by the Great Predator Abaddon.

Like the Chaos Knights in other places, they seized control of this soul factory.

Boom, boom, boom——

The huge hammer made of dead souls and steel started working again, hammering the materials on the anvil.

The soul factory resumed operation.

The towering chimneys emitted thick black smoke again, and the wailing of souls could be vaguely heard.

This soul factory will serve the Dark Lord and provide him with a steady stream of terrible armaments.

Bilak watched all this with satisfaction.

Now he has seized control of 99 soul factories, a considerable number of which are the targets of the Great Predator.

Will the Great Predator be angry and even wage war against him?

The Dark Lord has never thought about this question. He has killed many of the favorites of the Chaos Gods.

Would he still care about a mere Great Predator?

Perhaps, Bilak had forgotten that not long ago, he was the nominal ally and personally chosen champion of the Great Predator.

Although during this period, he had stabbed the Great Predator many times in the back.

But that didn't matter.

No one could affect the free will of the great dark lord, not even the Chaos Gods...

Now, Bilak had only one goal, which was to go to the real universe and establish his own dark kingdom.

Then find the devil-eater who was favored by the cursed and the four gods were concerned about, and crush him in the most gorgeous and cruel way.

Announce his existence to everyone!

With the roar of the soul furnace, Bilak's eyes penetrated the curtain and cast his sights on the distant starry sky.

There was... Charadon.

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Ers Star.

Spire Mansion, bedroom.

Ron was trapped in the warm quilt, sleeping in a daze, and had a good dream.

A gentle electronic bell rang.

He slightly propped up one eye, used psychic power to press it off, and then changed his posture to continue sleeping.

Prepare to continue the dream and continue to fight the beautiful dreamland created by the Lord of Joy for three hundred rounds.

I don’t know if the Lord of Joy has made a breakthrough recently and has increased his efforts on the illusion.

Innovate.

I have to say, there is something.

Now, the things in the illusion are becoming more and more novel and exciting, with multiple times the real sense of body, rich plot, and tailor-made.

Last time, a galaxy exciting version of the Kingdom of Daughters was made, which was impressive.

Billions of stunning* tides, it’s pretty good.

It seems that the Lord of Joy has invested a lot of resources and worked hard.

Ron dared not think about this set of illusions with various styles and worldviews, and real sense of body.

Which old pervert can stand it?

However, the great savior still sticks to the bottom line, just one word - white gourd.

Ron vaguely sensed it.

Due to the high sunk cost, the Lord of Joy, who suffered a heavy loss, became more and more impatient and impatient.

He even went out in person, sneaking into the plot of the illusion and playing a certain role.

He wanted to corrupt him at close range.

Unfortunately, the great savior could recognize it every time and then firmly refused.

I can only say that the Lord of Joy still needs to work harder.

Ron fell asleep again and continued the illusion.

This time the plot is a lonely hero fighting against the Tyranid insect girl, which is really a bit intense.

Just when he dealt with many insect girl guards, broke into the depths of the insect nest, and prepared to fight the big boss Tyranid insect girl to the death.

He suddenly felt cold.

"Get up!"

A cute voice sounded, urging himself anxiously.

? ? ?

What's going on?

Ron interrupted the illusion and opened his eyes in a daze. In front of him was a big fluttering moth...

No, it was Xiao Ling.

He rubbed his eyes and his vision became clear.

At the head of the bed, Xiao Ling was flapping his wings and trying to lift the quilt on his bed.

After she transformed into a Warp God entity, she had her own physical entity.

However, due to the suppression of the Warp and the real world curtain, her body in reality is not that strong.

It can be said that she has little combat power.

But it is limited to physical strength.

Her ability in data networks and machinery is much stronger than before.

After the death of the demon pilot Vashtor, the Mechanicus's oilers have noticed the changes in the real universe.

In the communication channel and the Thinker Matrix, there are fewer cold and terrifying whispers and chaotic garbage codes.

Many experiments that have failed in mechanical research have suddenly succeeded.

The overall development of mechanical technology in the Mechanicus has become smoother.

At the same time, some oilers found that when they chanted or praised the Mechanical Goddess.

They could better appease the machine soul, and the operation of the electronic brain would be smoother.

More clever and more efficient than Omnissiah.

What's more, the Mechanical Goddess will also provide them with computing power support.

Some young oilers think that the Mechanical Goddess is much better than the dry Omnissiah.

This makes the Mechanical Goddess Group, which was originally similar to a fan club, inexplicably have some religious atmosphere.

More and more oil men join the Mechanical Goddess Group, or spread the deeds and gospel of the Mechanical Goddess.

Even some old sages and great sages, according to the revelations from the dark, began to write some doctrines and prayers.

The image of the Mechanical Goddess is more perfect and has gained more worship.

The system of the Mechanical Goddess swept and integrated into the entire Mechanicus at a very fast speed.

There is almost no obstacle.

With the collective acquiescence of the members of the Mechanicus from top to bottom, the Mechanicus has a new god.

Named the Spirit of All Machines - the Mechanical Goddess.

While the oilers worship the God of All Machines and praise Omnissiah, they will also love the Mechanical Goddess more.

They will also talk about the Mechanical Goddess more often, collect the Mechanical Goddess's tokens, emblems, etc.

The oilers believe that it is their common wish that makes the omnipotent Mechanical God send the Mechanical Goddess to bless them.

Now, some forge worlds even create statues of the Mechanical Spirit to perform religious rituals and worship.

I don't know if it is the influence of faith, the Mechanical Goddess they created is more like the original appearance of the Spirit.

Quite majestic.

Instead of the little one in front of him, the Warhammer version of Paimon.

Otherwise, it would be a bit embarrassing.

Ron could imagine the scene, the technical priests were burning incense and lighting candles, and performing a solemn religious ceremony.

Under the pious prayers, they were kneeling down to a flying two-dimensional mechanical little loli.

It was a little funny to think about it.

"You... why are you looking at me and laughing?"

Xiao Ling saw Ron's expression and felt a little strange.

She looked down at her body while floating in the air, and then looked at it in front of the mirror with big eyes:

"There is nothing on my face..."

After all, she became a big face when she ate cakes last time, which made Milia laugh so hard that her stomach hurt.

Ron shook his head and pinched her face: "Nothing, I just suddenly remembered something funny."

"Huh!!!"

Xiao Ling put her hands on her waist and frowned:

"Didn't you say you would have breakfast with us?

Shasim, Milia and the others are here and waiting for us. I'm hungry!"

"Okay, okay, I asked the chef to make a lot of delicious food, I promise to make you full..."

"Really?"

Xiao Ling's eyes almost lit up.

Ron glanced at the time and it was indeed a few minutes later than the scheduled schedule.

It must be said that this little guy is punctual, more punctual than the alarm clock.

He quickly got up and washed.

Then he took Xiao Ling to the restaurant in the mansion.

After this little guy had a physical body, he turned into a foodie.

When it was time for dinner, he began to remind the savior to eat.

Of course, Ron would try his best to meet Xiao Ling's requirements, after all, she was also the core figure of the territory.

She took on the most work affairs.

What's more, before she had a body, she was working for free, working for Ron, her "father" all the time and with all her heart.

Now it's compensation.

After arriving at the restaurant, Ron first asked the maid to feed Xiao Ling a large portion of food.

He had a meal with Shashim and others, and learned about the situation of the merchant team.

Nowadays, the merchant department organizes wealthy businessmen in the star region to establish thousands of merchant fleets.

In order to establish trade channels in various parts of the galaxy.

Now, the first batch of merchant fleets have returned, bringing back a lot of minerals or other materials.

After today, Shashim will also lead the team of Emperor Blood Merchants.

He will go to some war-torn places with the missionary saints of the Ers State Religion.

Spread the glory of the savior.

During this period of time, the holy land of the Ers State Religion has welcomed a steady stream of pilgrim ships.

Those pilgrims came to this important holy land in the state religion sequence with piety and expectation.

Admire this sacredness.

Then be shocked by the one-stop tourism hot spring leisure worship service and the imperial blood fingerprint of the holy land.

Bring the faith of the Redemption Code and the Savior to all parts of the galaxy.

Now, the belief school of the Golden Sun and the Savior has obtained unparalleled legal status.

Almost no one dares to stop or criticize.

Because this is the belief school of the state religion personally certified and strongly supported by the Pope of the State Religion, Sir Lauren Tis.

Many people understand that it is the power of the Pope of the State Religion.

That's right, Bishop Doni's mentor, after hundreds of years of health preservation, finally survived to the position of the Pope of the State Religion.

A few years ago, a chaos called "The Disaster of the Primarch" broke out in Holy Terra.

Tens of millions of Terra residents were regarded as heretics, mutants and criminals and burned alive on the streets.

The mastermind behind this chaos wanted to use this to discredit the image of the Primarch and limit his power.

Fortunately, the Primarch controlled the situation and used it to clear out a large number of high-ranking officials who were doing nothing.

He also found out the real culprit behind the scenes.

One of them was the former Pope of the State Church.

The Regent expelled him from the Supreme Council and suppressed him vigorously, forcing him to retire and live in retirement.

No news.

This made the State Church lose its highest leader, and the position of the Pope of the State Church was vacant.

The State Church had to start the process of selecting the successor to the Pope of the State Church.

In the Bishops' Conference.

Doni's mentor was selected as the Pope of the State Church with the highest qualifications and unparalleled advantages.

There was no way, the acting Cardinal Laurent Tiss was already the most senior person among the senior officials of the State Church.

He outlasted all the senior figures of the same period.

He can be said to be a living fossil of the State Church.

Among the senior officials of the same period.

As far as the previous pope can compare, now the previous pope has retired and is nowhere to be found.

Only he can carry the banner of the state religion, which has lost too much influence due to the "Disaster of the Primarch" incident.

Unite.

After Doni's mentor became the pope of the state religion, he further enhanced the status of the holy land of the state religion in Erth.

At the same time, the belief system of the Golden Sun and the Savior has become more stable and legitimate.

Now, the Church of Erth can preach openly without any hindrance.

Even the local Anglican Church took the initiative to join in and integrate and absorb the belief system of the Ersi Anglican Church.

This gave the local state religion a more sacred status.

As for rejection?

It is simply impossible, and you dare not, to reject a belief system that the Pope personally endorses?

This is a complete heresy and cannot be judged?

The Pope has almost a supreme status within the state religion and has the right to interpret doctrines.

His words are part of the doctrine.

within such a system.

Those regional state religions will not oppose the Erth state religion as long as they are not crazy.

Not only will they not oppose it, but they will also strongly support it, actively integrate into it, and take advantage of the status of the Ethnic Church’s belief system.

In short, missionary activities are going very smoothly now, and the number of followers of Golden Sun and the Redeemer is growing rapidly almost every day.

Unfortunately, the Milky Way is still too vast, and missionary activities still require more efforts.

According to Ron's plan, merchant trade and missionary activities were carried out almost simultaneously.

Missionary saints moved around on merchant ships.

No civilized world would reject both the Imperial Blood Traders supported by the Primarch and the Ecclesiarchy of Erth supported by the Pope.

What's more, the two are one body and possess terrifying armed power.

Almost invincible.

In this way, the influence of the territory is greatly increased.

Today, the territory is more active in the dark side of the empire, and the scope of activities in the light side is relatively small.

To be honest, Ron is already very powerful, controlling the Mechanical Forum, the Ethnic Church, the Imperial Blood Traders, battle groups, fleets, etc.

One day he could raise his arms and create a second empire from the dark side, or even rebuild the empire.

Of course, the premise is that he can outperform the Primarch and Regent Guilliman, who has a large number of soldiers.

That person is the Destined Child in the galaxy now, and Ron really doesn't have much confidence in being able to defeat him.

But this is just a random thought.

The current situation is not suitable for establishing a second empire at all, and there will be no fight between him and Guilliman.

Otherwise, the two brothers would not be allowed to suffer the emperor's cruelty.

What's more, Ron used a more reasonable method.

That is to build strong arms, spread faith, provide assistance, and increase influence.

One day, the savior's influence in the human empire will be enough, even far surpassing that of the original body.

He doesn't have to do anything, there will always be a bunch of people rushing up to say hello and put on a yellow robe or something.

Then he was raised to the position of co-owner of mankind.

But those are things for the future.

Now humans still have common enemies. Let’s deal with those enemies first.

Whether humans can survive in the galaxy is unknown.

In the restaurant, Ron gave Shahim a few words and then sent him away.

The Milky Way is so vast.

This time, the Emperor's Blood Traders will travel across several star fields and go to many dark-side civilized worlds.

These include high-risk areas such as Charadon War Zone.

Even with the help of the Internet, after this separation, it is estimated that it will take many years before we can see each other again.

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Tower mansion.

Office of the Savior.

Ron sat at his desk and looked through the territory's armament manufacturing situation.

Currently, a large number of various types of weapons are being continuously manufactured, and the output has far exceeded the equipment needs of the territorial army.

Dauntless, Knight Mecha, Titan, etc. also made a batch.

These relatively expensive large vehicles have not experienced large-scale, long-term actual combat tests.

Not manufactured in large quantities.

At the same time, hundreds of large warships have been renovated, and the number of other types of ships is even larger.

It has to be said that the speed of the psychic automated assembly line is very fast.

But for the Savior, who aspires to become the largest weapons dealer in the galaxy, these production capacities are not enough.

Therefore, he has successively approved several large-scale engineering projects to build the second, third, fourth, and fifth casting worlds.

"Lord Savior..."

Linda's soft voice sounded. The head maid who had been with him for decades had a life span of nearly two hundred years under the influence of blessing.

She still looks as gentle as ever.

With Ron's permission, Linda invited a data sage in.

Then quietly withdrew.

The Data Sage's visit this time was to show the Savior an important project.

That is an important part of the Psionic Network 2.0 phase, an online software that will soon be adopted in the human empire.

It’s called “Redemption Bazaar.”

"Lord Savior, please wait a moment!"

The young and bald data sage seemed to have remembered something and quickly took out his data plate and clicked into the mechanical forum.

Then, in front of the electronic statue of the Mechanical Goddess, a set of prayer rituals came to pray that the software would be allowed to go smoothly.

"Good guy, are you worshiping the gods of cyberspace? Is the Mechanicus so advanced with the times now?"

Everyone in Ron was numb.

What he didn't know was that this was somewhat popular in the mechanical forum, and the oilmen prayed and checked in every day.

After the piety was enough.

They would also be given achievements, badges, avatars, etc.

That was a symbol of the mechanical goddess's believers and status, representing the loyal belief in the mechanical goddess.

In order to get these, some old guys had to start learning from the young oilmen.

Ron suddenly remembered.

This set of things seemed to be taught to him by himself when he was playing games with Cole.

After the binary prayer of the data sage was recited and the ceremony was over.

He respectfully transmitted the data packet of the "Redemption Market" to the data board of the savior.

Ron opened it and browsed it. There was no problem. It was similar to the shopping software in the previous life.

The difference was that the Redemption Market sold various survival supplies and arms.

There were also some hiring services.

If you are loyal enough to the savior, you can even buy and summon the arrival of Titans on it.

This is equivalent to military assistance combined with religious beliefs.

After all, the empire's territory is so vast that it is impossible to count how many civilized worlds there are.

When the Great Rift spreads, a large number of civilized worlds fall into war and even destruction every day.

With the current strength of the territory, it is simply impossible to help so many worlds at the same time.

Therefore, we can only help the civilized world that believes in the savior first.

This is also a virtuous circle.

After all, the development of the territory and the manufacture of weapons are inseparable from the psychic power of the little sun.

Just like the manufacturing factories in the Chaos Realm consume evil energy and souls.

Those psychic automated casting factories consume the energy of faith of the little sun every moment.

If you blindly give too many weapons, resources, etc. to other worlds, there will be no return.

That will only seriously weaken the power of the territory.

Like now, develop faith in some civilized worlds, provide certain assistance, and then develop them in depth according to the situation to make them dependent on the territory.

It is a better way.

In this way, the assistance provided will also be rewarded with faith and resources, so that the territory can continue to become stronger.

As for how to judge.

Those missionaries who traveled with merchant ships to various civilized worlds would follow the rituals, scales, methods, etc. stipulated in the Redemption Code.

Build statues of the Golden Sun and the Savior in the local area, with some faith nodes attached.

This allows the Little Sun to easily sense the situation of those believers.

It is similar to the way cultists contact demons or evil gods through certain rituals and tokens.

However, the medium for contacting the Little Sun has become a data board with complex rune arrays hidden.

At the same time, with the data core of the Little Spirit as the transfer, the relevant data is counted.

It can be said that it is very scientific and efficient.

At least it is much better than the rough, cumbersome and inefficient way of spreading faith of those Chaos Evil Gods.

Ron took a closer look at the overall situation of the Redemption Market and made some suggestions on its display page.

Let them highlight the important performance and selling points of the weapons, put red bubbles on it, and the font should be bold.

Then the display pictures of those key weapons should be clearer and more impactful.

It is better to establish a professional photography team.

After he made some suggestions one after another, he looked up at the Data Sage:

"Those are just minor issues. We will adjust them later. The Redemption Market can be online now..."

After the Data Sage left, Ron formally approved the documents related to the Redemption Market.

Allow it to access the psychic network and become the second online software for the human empire after the Mechanical Forum.

This represents the launch of the Psychic Network 2.0.

The territory will be more involved in the world outside the star zone and participate in many wars.

The Emperor Blood Merchant Ship, Missionary Saints, Storm Group Army, Interstellar War Corps, Navy Fleet, etc. will roam in dangerous areas full of war.

Deliver the gospel to those who are in suffering and believe in the Savior.

At the same time, bring ruthless destruction to all enemies of mankind!

Ron Grant, the great savior, the devil eater, the favorite of the cursed, and the newly promoted Lord of Casting, will officially step into the galactic battlefield with powerful force and arms dealer.

Join the Chaos Gods in their never-ending Great Game...