Warhammer: From Planetary Governor

"When will you achieve the set goal and develop a stable medicine to treat the plague?"

At the mobilization meeting, Ron turned his eyes to the head of the Plague Research Institute.

Not long ago, he handed over the valuable knowledge he had obtained from the Goddess of Life to the other party.

Let them conduct an in-depth evaluation of this knowledge and give a clear research schedule. This is the key to the advantage of the Plague War.

The virtual image of the ever-changing healer flickered, and it was clear that the great sage was covered with traces of the plague.

He hesitated for a moment and replied: "Goddess of Machinery, we need eight standard Terra years to digest the sacred knowledge and develop the treatment potion you want..."

The Lord Savior's requirements are quite demanding.

He hopes that the plague research sages will build a basic template for stable treatment of the plague, and develop a medicine similar to the universal elixir that is specifically used to treat various types of plague.

Under normal circumstances, that is an impossible thing.

Fortunately, the Plague Research Institute has enough accumulation and has obtained the knowledge given by the gods, and the experience of the universal elixir can be used as a reference, which makes it possible.

But it still takes a lot of time.

Eight years is already quite tight, and that's even with tens of thousands of biological sages participating in the research and a complete research process.

"Five years, double your resource investment."

Ron thought of the tragic situation when the plague was raging, gritted his teeth, and his tone was irrefutable.

His investment in plague treatment is already extremely amazing. The Plague Research Institute is called a research institute, but in fact it is already a huge organization occupying a planet alone.

In addition to a large number of biological sages, there are billions of people serving it, including a transport fleet.

A huge amount of resources are pouring into the planet every moment.

Of course, in addition to researching treatment potions, there are also other related research, such as weapons to deal with Nurgle demons, protective clothing, epidemic area cleaning machinery, etc.

Now that the relevant investment has doubled, it will bring more financial pressure to the Royal Court District.

Not only the Plague Research Institute, but also the expenditures of dozens of other departments in the Savior Territory are increasing, causing the fiscal deficit.

And the fiscal deficit means tax increases.

Ron suddenly realized that the territory was getting closer to the empire and felt the hardship of the empire.

The war was urgent and resources were scarce. The Ministry of the Interior had to increase taxes to obtain resources to alleviate the corrupt situation, and the tax increase would make the situation in more areas corrupt.

Therefore, in order to save the situation in those places, taxes had to be increased again.

The entire empire fell into a death cycle, stepping into a deeper quagmire step by step, and it was difficult to get out.

Fortunately, the blood bar of the Savior Territory was relatively thick, and such a huge resource expenditure was only a slight deficit, not to the point of breaking bones.

But it was obvious that the prosperous rising period was temporarily over. With the advent of large-scale wars, the territory had to tighten its belt and live a hard life.

"Maybe that's not a bad thing..." Ron thought.

Because he noticed that after decades of prosperity, many citizens who had not experienced war had slackened their faith, especially some high-level citizens, who were even more extravagant and enjoyable.

They became more and more like the nobles of the empire, lost their enterprising spirit, and even became corrupt and degenerate.

Born in trouble, die in comfort.

Due to the sacrifices and strict defense of the Savior Army, the war has not spread to the mainland for many years.

This has made many citizens gradually forget a fact:

That is, war has never gone away, and mankind is still facing the danger of destruction.

It was only more than 30 years ago that the citizens of the Savior Territory were able to get rid of hunger, fill their stomachs, and live a life without starving to death.

However, those new citizens have become accustomed to a stable and well-fed life, thinking that all this is born and at their fingertips.

Lost the sense of awe.

Even though the propaganda department has been doing relevant loyalty education and telling the tragic situation in other areas of the empire.

There are still omissions.

It is very dangerous to continue like this, because in such a world, the corruption of thought is often the most terrible.

Perhaps there is also the influence of the Chaos Evil God.

But in any case, he does not want to see the shadow of the Chaos Cult in the territory again.

Now that the Plague War is coming, it is a good opportunity to take advantage of the tax increase to let the Inquisition do more activities, rectify the atmosphere, and curb some bad phenomena.

It also makes more citizens aware of the dangers of the galaxy today.

In short, the Savior's territory will have a hard time in the future until it survives this war.

Including him, the Savior himself, will also reduce the corresponding expenses, and the local specialties and small seafood will have to stop.

Lead by example.

Ron's thoughts passed quickly, and his eyes were still on the ever-changing healer, waiting for an answer.

After he proposed the goal of completing the research within five years, the other party had been silent for more than ten seconds.

The ever-changing healer seemed to have completed the estimated calculations, and did not dare to say anything more. He saluted slightly: "As you wish, Lord Savior.

The Plague Research Institute will produce satisfactory results for you after five standard Terra years..."

The great biological sage also knew that the Savior's territory and the human empire were about to face a terrible disaster, so he took on this difficult task.

He believed that under the protection of the mechanical goddess, all research could proceed smoothly.

Ron got the answer, nodded with satisfaction, and looked at the other virtual images in the conference hall. The participants in this meeting were basically important members of various departments.

For example, the head of the Ministry of Internal Affairs, the Hand of the Savior, Bayev, the heads of the Military Affairs Department, Yari and Kes, the commanders of the regiment, Duke, Pru, and Datong, the Grand Inquisitor of the Inquisition, Deville, and Popov from the logistics department.

There were also people from departments such as the engineering department, the civil affairs department, the business department, and the medical sisterhood.

This is the first plenary meeting of the Savior's territory in more than ten years, which concerns the future of the territory and the empire.

Any decree issued will affect the fate of hundreds of millions of citizens.

He listened to the reports of the heads of various departments to understand the latest progress and next goals of some departments.

Today, the number of space warriors has further increased, and it is expected to reach 150,000 in five years.

There have been new breakthroughs in biological genetic modification technology.

Due to the high adaptability of the Savior's gene seeds, the biological genetic modification surgery for the Ogryns is gradually being improved, and Ogryn space warriors will appear within five years.

The normal height of the Ogryns is 2.5-3 meters, and those who can participate in the genetic modification surgery are taller and stronger.

After the modification, the size will probably be even more amazing.

Ron is looking forward to these loyal and fearless Ogryn space warriors joining the battlefield.

The Storm Army is increasing the number of combat armored units, allowing these individual combat armored warriors transformed from the Tau combat suits to gradually replace ordinary elite warriors.

They will form a new combat armored synthetic battalion to cooperate with the Imperial Knights and the Redemption Titans.

"Savior, after the new synthetic battalion is formed, it is guaranteed to crush the eggs of those damn heretics and let them know how powerful we are!"

Storm Army Commander Yari said fiercely, holding a cigar in his mouth.

"Yes, I look forward to the performance of the Storm Army."

Ron smiled gently.

Many years have passed, and Yari is still so rude, without much change. Perhaps the only change is that there are more scars on his body.

This war is against the army of Nurgle, which needs to face large-scale poison gas and biological weapons. Ordinary armies can't play a role.

Basically, as many as they go, they die, and they can't build a front line at all.

And these armies composed of fully covered combat armored warriors equipped with filtering devices can better operate in battlefields full of poisonous fog or biological weapons.

They will become one of the core forces of this war.

"Savior, our Redemption Fleet will be in the next few years..." Navy Commander Keith gave a standard greeting and said slowly.

The commander became more calm, with a little more white hair on his head, and his eyes were no longer as cunning and treacherous as before.

He has been in a high position for many years, which has changed him a lot and has more managerial qualities.

He has long realized that he is not a nobody as he was before, and he doesn't need to charge into battle like before. Those slick and cunning will only cause negative effects.

What's more, he is just a mortal body, and he can't be like Yarui, who is a hands-off shopkeeper and charges on the front line.

Ron listened carefully to Keith's well-organized report and got a general understanding of the situation of the Redemption Fleet.

The overall change of the Redemption Fleet is not big, and the manpower will not increase much in the short term. Perhaps it can launch more than ten large warships.

This is already the limit.

Now it is probably only a few years away from the war, and the casting and repair of warships will take a lot of time and resources. In such a short time, the warships of the Redemption Fleet can only be polished once.

Perhaps it can also carry a few more special weapons against the Nurgle fleet.

There is not much to do.

Therefore, the next task of the Redemption Fleet is to let the fleet commanders receive more intensive special simulation training to cope with the new war situation.

After that, it is the business of the Medical Sisters.

This department has changed the most. In the next few years, its strength will grow dramatically and its members will expand rapidly.

Because the activeness of the Lord of Plague inevitably affects the real universe, the incidence of diseases has greatly increased.

Although these diseases are not fatal, they have a great harm to productivity.

Nowadays, highly contagious epidemics such as influenza, fever, and ant bull madness often occur in the territory.

It has a great impact on the work and life of citizens.

It has also greatly increased the burden on the medical system, making the existing rough medical system in the territory unbearable and causing great trouble.

This is a problem that must be solved.

After this meeting, many planets will establish modern hospital systems to cope with the growing number of diseases, and medical insurance-related systems will also be launched.

To solve the medical problems of citizens and ensure the stability of productivity.

It is foreseeable that the Lord of Plague will become more active in the coming years.

In any case, sufficient and even abundant medical resources must be guaranteed, otherwise the productivity and logistics system in the rear will be destroyed halfway through the plague war because of the epidemic.

That would be the end of it.

During this period, many technological achievements of the Plague Research Institute will first be applied in the military, and then gradually extended to the civilian scope to promote the development of related biomedical business institutions.

Any large-scale war will affect the development of science and technology, and even affect all aspects of the territory and even the galaxy. There are too many things to consider.

What's more, it is a super-large-scale war that may involve many apocalypse battlefields!

Then, Ron asked about the situation of the engineering department, focusing on the repair of the network.

After all, high-speed waterways are the most critical part of the war, and the materials needed by the army also need to be transported by waterways. This is the biggest advantage that the Savior Territory can have.

Due to the impact of the war, the construction of the network galactic business center will be suspended, but a part will be opened to collect and transport resources such as medical drugs.

This is a huge demand.

After Ron confirmed that the engineering department could be completed on schedule, he did not continue to ask, and he had obtained all the information he wanted.

He stood up and faced the crowd, and formally issued a decree for total war.

From this moment on, the territory will enter a state of total war, and all institutions and all activities must serve the war.

This process may last for years, decades or even hundreds of years, and billions of lives may be lost.

But as long as Nurgle's large-scale invasion does not stop, the war will continue until the territory wins the war!

The voice of the Savior resounded throughout the conference hall through the sound generator.

After that, these sounds will be collected and transmitted to the machine soul host of the Holy Land of Ers in some form, and then sent to various areas under the command of the Savior.

Soon, nearly two thousand civilized worlds in the Savior's territory will sound alarms one after another, and the voice of the great Savior will echo in the atmosphere of the entire planet.

Proclaim this war decree.

This is an irrefutable, unquestionable, and must be resolutely enforced decree. Anyone who violates or obstructs the execution of the war decree will be severely punished by the Tribunal.

In special periods, there is no upper limit to the trial standards!

After Ron issued the war decree, he looked at the old but vigorous hand of the savior:

"Bayev, the next thing is up to you..."

This collective mobilization meeting will last for dozens of days, and the heads of various departments will gradually discuss and determine the specific implementation details and form a decree to ensure the smooth progress of comprehensive preparations for war.

Just control the general direction yourself, and the details still have to be handed over to Bayev, the old steward.

What's more, he also has important plans to complete.

After Ron chatted with Bayev for a few words, he left the temporary conference hall of the Dream, and the virtual projections went out one after another.

This is not a formal meeting venue.

In fact, he was the one who attended the meeting with a virtual projection, and the real meeting venue was in the sacred conference hall of the Holy Land of Ers.

There was a core meeting of dozens of people, and then there were dozens of venues, and a large meeting with nearly one million people participating at the same time, which detailed the decree to the execution level.

That was a large meeting attended by administrators from many different civilizations. The specific implementation details would be discussed taking into account the differences between different civilizations.

This is the disadvantage of a large territory. Too many worlds with different civilizations, different levels of development, and even different races are mixed together.

The implementation of any decree must take all aspects into consideration. So as not to do bad things with good intentions.

In that sacred conference hall, hundreds and thousands of meetings are held every day, so that tens of thousands of administrators are specially set up to manage the conference hall.

As for the service personnel responsible for maintaining the hall, guiding the way, and catering, there are even more. It is a huge organization in itself.

Perhaps one day when the savior territory develops in a balanced way through transfer payments, this chaotic situation can be ended.

Fortunately, the territory has a complete government affairs and communication system that can deal with these situations well.

Otherwise, it can only be like the empire, completely letting most of the territory go, and then using the 11th tax as a one-size-fits-all approach.

After Ron finished the meeting, he returned to the micro garden and let his main body continue to bask in the artificial sun, while his consciousness returned to the previous space fortress or the Dark Demon Temple.

Under the influence of the Chaos Body, the fortress looked more and more like a Chaos Realm.

Chaos evil energy surged in the hall of the fortress.

His consciousness controlled the Chaos Demon Body again, sitting high on the black throne. A dim planet could be seen faintly outside the observation deck opposite.

That was the Black Abyss Star.

The fortress was gradually approaching the Chaos Planet under the traction of the Chaos Battleship.

Ron would not leave the Eye of Terror for the time being.

Now that the war was approaching, the Savior Territory could not increase its military strength too much in the short term, especially the high-end combat power such as the Space Marines, which grew even slower.

This was obviously not safe enough.

Fortunately, he had a new way to increase his strength. There were many Chaos Warriors in the Eye of Terror, and they were rich in combat experience.

That was such a precious force that could not be wasted.

Ron originally formed the Chaos Force just to prepare for emergencies, but he did not expect that it would be used now.

He had to take advantage of the war here and seize the opportunity to pull in a group of Chaos teams.

After the plague war officially begins, I will lead them to quietly dig out the Nurgle army's rear in the galaxy.

Ron looked towards the Black Abyss.

There were more than 2,000 Chaos warriors there, waiting for him to rescue them.

Suddenly, he was interrupted by a message from the subspace.

When Ron saw the specific content, his demon body was shocked, obviously shocked:

“Hiss~ Loka, Loka, you are amazing!”

That was the latest information from Baal, the traitor within Khorne, about his half-brother Kabanha.