Warhammer: From Planetary Governor

Looking at the silent Governor, Ya Rui's heart was in his throat and his body was trembling slightly.

He is afraid.

I'm afraid that the Governor will be angry.

He was even more afraid that the Governor would reject his prayer.

"Gulu"

Keith swallowed, fearing that Ari's words would offend the Governor.

Based on some of the information he collected, it can be inferred that the material reserves in Wangting District are worrying.

Maybe there really aren't that many supplies available to the defense forces.

In an instant, the atmosphere in the banquet hall solidified.

Just when the two of them were worried,

Ron pulled his thoughts back and looked at Ari and Keith:

"An hour ago, I issued an order to the Logistics Department to increase the material rationing of the National Defense Forces.

New supplies should be prepared for distribution, and the share will be twice the current amount..."

His behavior was very bold, and it was equivalent to advancing all the supplies for the defense force next month.

And not only the defense force, but also the material rations of other units will increase, and of course they will be advanced in advance.

According to his material distribution plan, by the day of the "Emperor's Ascension Festival", the materials in the Wangting District will be completely exhausted.

There's nothing we can do about it.

It's no use just painting the pie.

He must give everyone tangible benefits before he can have a chance to make everyone believe in the promises he made.

Therefore, Ron chose to advance all the supplies prepared by Wangting District for next month.

This is equivalent to having twice the supplies available this month, which can inspire everyone's confidence to the greatest extent.

Of course, the side effect of this is that if you eat it today, you won’t have tomorrow.

A month later, if there is no new way to obtain supplies, the territory will be in extreme difficulties.

But in order to stimulate and gather the power of hope, he must do this.

It is better to fight hard than to linger.

As he said before, this is a big gamble.

As long as he gets enough hope during the "Emperor's Ascension Festival\

,"Through the portal, the unharvested grain and golden age planting technology from the Green Wave Farm in the space can be moved back to the Wangting District.

In this way, the problem of food shortage will be solved, and he will be able to free up his hands to do other things, such as developing the territory and regaining the nest city.

Instead of continuing to weaken and decay like it is now, like thousands of other planets on the dark side of the empire, being completely swallowed by darkness!

Ron's eyes were firm:

“With these supplies, soldiers should no longer starve to death...

I can promise you that the difficulties are temporary and Wangting District has found a solution to the food problem.

After you go back, please tell the soldiers that Wangting District will not let anyone down.

Their treatment will and must get better and better! "

The Governor promised to give more supplies to the defense force, and promised to give more in the future!

Yaya Rui and Keith were extremely excited by this news.

Ya Rui stood up abruptly and shed tears: "My Lord Governor, I greet you on behalf of all the soldiers!"

Keith quickly stood up and added: "What Ya Rui means is that on behalf of all the soldiers, I will offer you all my loyalty!"

He performed a ritual that represented awe and supreme reverence.

"Ah, yes, yes!" Ya Rui nodded.

Ron smiled slightly and raised his hand to motion for the two of them to sit down.

He raised his glass in greeting:

"Enjoy the food, there will be bread, there will be milk, and everything will be fine!"

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Wangting District, administrative unit residential area.

The residential area is close to the Sacred Square and is the residence of officials in the Wangting District. It has quite spectacular buildings and gorgeous decorations.

Compared with Xiachao District, there are good residences and precious space here, as well as free electricity, water and other resources.

That was just before.

After the rebellion, the residential area became dilapidated.

Resources such as electricity and water are no longer freely available and have become intermittent.

But compared to other places in the territory, this place is still paradise.

There is a relatively safe place to live and a stable food supply.

Deville returned home with a tired face and carefully hung the black coat that symbolized the official of the Logistics Department on the hanger.

It was the only decent clothing he had.

Although the coat was torn countless times, thanks to the patient repairs and maintenance by my mother, Mattie, it looked almost like new.

She is always so patient and keeps the whole family in order.

The floors and furniture in the home have been carefully wiped, and the shadows of people can almost be seen.

In the past, maids would do these tasks, but now mother Mattie does it herself.

She did her best to maintain the dignity that the Rapp family deserved.

"Deville, you're back!"

Mattie happily came over and kissed Deville on the cheeks.

"You came back just in time to have dinner with us..."

Mattie happily returned to the kitchen to prepare dinner.

Before long, she would be ready to put dinner on the table, three servings in total.

Each exquisite porcelain plate is placed with a third portion of wood slag bread, paired with a few small pieces of corpse starch, and garnished with a small piece of dead leaf.

Seeing the food, Dwyer sighed deeply.

Food rations were low again.

The world is getting worse and worse.

De Vere remembers that in his childhood, when his father was still alive, the Rapp family had a respectability that was almost equal to that of the nobility.

There is no shortage of food, they can afford fluffy bread, juicy steaks, and occasionally luxurious pastries!

But everything has changed since the tax rate on Erth Star was raised to the first level of superiors!

The heavy taxes completely crushed the planet of Erth,

The surface of the planet was seriously polluted, and billions of people died.

His father also died of exhaustion in his post in the logistics department due to heavy government pressure.

What caused this were the stupid and damned officials of Holy Terra's Ministry of Internal Affairs.

Their miscalculation caused misfortune to Erth Star and caused him to lose his father!

After his father's death, Deville took up the burden of the Rapp family.

He successfully passed the exam and took over his father's position.

Just when he thought he could take care of his mother and sister and revive the Rapp family with his own efforts.

A rebellion has occurred!

Extremely cruel taxes gave rise to terrible rebellions.

As a large number of defense troops went deep into the lower nest and the lower nest to deal with the mutation, the Wangting area became empty.

The evil traitor rebels seized the opportunity to attack the upper nest and almost captured the Wangting District.

Although the Wangting District finally expelled the enemy, it also completely lost the lower nest area, and they were all trapped in the upper nest!

This rebellion almost interrupted the vitality of Erth.

In the following years, the situation became increasingly difficult.

until now,

As an administrative official in Wangting District, he can hardly afford to eat wood slag bread!

"Brother, you are back!"

Sister Lilith rushed out and hugged Deville. She had not seen her brother come home for several days.

Lilith is sixteen years old, has soft blond hair, slightly swollen breasts, and is full of vitality that a girl should have.

"How are you studying?"

"Humph, I've completed my study tasks, and I'm much smarter than you!"

Due to the difficult times, Wangting District closed the school completely, but Deville still insisted that his sister receive a complete education.

Deville sat down to dinner with his mother and sister.

He cut off a piece of sawdust bread and stuffed it into his mouth to chew. The smell of slightly moldy sawdust instantly filled his mouth.

After swallowing it, he endured nausea and swallowed a small piece of corpse starch.

Looking at the small pieces of corpse starch on the plate, Deville felt worried.

The Governor transferred a lot of supplies, as if he was making some important plan.

But according to the calculations of the Logistics Department, many units will not even be able to eat corpse starch next month.

Looking up at his mother and sister who were struggling to eat wood slag bread and corpse starch, Deville's eyes were moist, and his vision was blurred by tears.

what to do?

"Ding Dong!"

The mailbox bell at the door rang.

This means there is an important notice from Wangting District!