Warhammer: From Planetary Governor

After gathering the power of hope, Ron was extremely excited.

After struggling for so long, it’s finally time to reap the rewards.

It’s not easy!

He eagerly wanted to go back and study this power, but he couldn't leave right away.

After all, the people are still worshiping him fanatically.

As the emperor's chosen one, the great savior, how could he run away so quickly.

It would be better to wait a little longer and have more hope.

Ron stayed for a while longer, letting his people admire him.

When everyone's emotions were almost calmed down, he turned and left.

Afterwards, the wise angels flew to various places, preaching about the great miracle that had just happened.

When Ron left, this holy ceremony also came to an end.

People dispersed in batches under the command of the bailiff.

The Holy Scripture is over, but the impact of this incident has just begun.

Like a butterfly flapping its wings, it triggered a series of chain reactions.

After the miracle was displayed, Bayev, Carter, Dhoni and others were convinced of one thing.

That is, the Governor-General has received extremely powerful divine power from His Majesty the God-Emperor.

Like the legendary living saint.

In other words, Ron Grant is the great living saint!

He is a loyal saint of His Majesty the God-Emperor, gifted with godlike powers to walk the mortal world in His name.

That is the God-Emperor’s deepest compassion and love for the planet Erth, the Grant family, and the church.

All praise goes to the God Emperor!

The officials in Wangting District were also shocked and became even more respectful and loyal to the Governor.

They firmly believed in following the great and benevolent Governor-General.

Those Xia nest activists who left the Sacred Square spread the news about the miracle to all parts of the territory.

People discussed the miracles in the holy scriptures, the godlike power of the Governor, and the delicious holy bread and holy water.

And most importantly - the promise made by the Governor.

He promised that in the future people would no longer go hungry and would still be able to eat delicious wafers.

As this information spread, the rumors that the Lord Governor had found the Slagbread Mountain disappeared.

Instead, the Governor found a holy cake mountain as high as the nest and an inexhaustible holy spring.

In short, people are full of expectations.

These expectations have turned into bits and pieces of hope that people cannot see.

The power of hope floated from all areas of the territory and converged on the spiritual core in the God-Emperor icon, slowly nourishing Ron.

This is the power of human beings, individuals may be small.

But with enough base, the power of hope transformed by those beliefs is enough for Ron to grow into an extremely powerful god!

Although this is suspected of competing with the God Emperor for food, at least the old man has not rejected him yet.

Besides, the little territory he has now and the little power of faith are not enough for the God Emperor to fill his teeth.

It's all for humanity, for the empire, and there is hard work without credit.

Let’s rest assured that the creation is over!

Ron comforted himself in this way, and from now on he would make good use of the influence of the God-Emperor in the empire to harvest wool as much as possible!

As long as the old man has no objection, it is not considered blasphemy.

Praise the God-Emperor!

As time goes by.

Miracles occurred during the Holy Ceremony held in the Wangting District Territory, and gradually spread outside the territory.

In the territory of the Homan family, Yusef had already received the news.

"Master, if the Corpse Emperor really performs a miracle, what should we do?"

The leader of the evil gang, the man in black robe, frowned and was a little worried.

After all, he is the Corpse Emperor, and no one in the entire galaxy or even the subspace can deny his power.

Of course, the great Lord of Ten Thousand Eyes they believe in is equally powerful.

There is no doubt about that.

But He has never sent a miracle so directly, but only conveyed His will through babble.

"It's fake, it's just Ron, that incompetent person, who is pretending to be a ghost.

The star torch has been extinguished, and the meager power left by the false emperor here has long since disappeared.

What's more, the Erth Star is on the edge of the empire, and it is impossible for His eyes to be cast here..."

Yusef sneered:

"According to the recently collected data, it is speculated that the grain reserves in Wangting District are almost exhausted.

That incompetent person acted recklessly under such circumstances, and was undoubtedly seeking death.

By the way, send more people to the Wangting District to continue spreading rumors.

Just say that because of this festival, the food in Wangting District has been exhausted, and everyone will starve to death!

Let's just wait and see the Wangting District fall into chaos. I don't believe he can produce food! "

"Yes!" The man in black robe just took the order and left.

"Lord, it's not good!"

As soon as the man in black robe left, the manager of the territory ran in and reported that workers in a factory in the territory were causing trouble due to lack of food.

Life is not easy for the Homan family either...

Yosef sighed deeply:

“What a bunch of mobs that don’t understand the difficulties of the territory!

Send out the riot control troops, kill all the troublemakers, and then randomly select some people to kill..."

He knew that only fear can make people awe.

If you kill more people, you can create more corpse starch.

Armed force is the foundation of rule. As long as his army is not hungry, there will be no problem.

What's more, only more deaths can speed up the birth of the children of the Lord of Ten Thousand Eyes!

And the final winner must be him!

Nothing happened in the territory of the Gray Wolf war gang.

Maintain your everyday style.

People were hiding in their homes while gang members were seen in large numbers.

"Kill, kill those bastards!"

"Wow!"

There was an Ogryn who charged with an iron pot on his head and a big stick, and smashed the little man's head with one stick.

Gangs, criminals, thieves, hallucinogens, people from all walks of life are mixed together.

Death and fire are the eternal themes here.

No matter who you are, this complicated and chaotic place will have a headache.

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Wang Ting District, Tower Peak Mansion.

Ron was taking stock of this harvest.

The power of hope collected this time far exceeded expectations, reaching 300,000 points!

He felt that his body had become purer, and his understanding and control of the nature of subspace had gone one step further.

He can use this psychic power in more ways.

Simply put, it means unlocking new skills.

The most important of these is the ability to teleport over long distances.

If the human empire wants to teleport over long distances, it often needs to rely on the subspace engine on the spacecraft, the teleportation device installed on the building, or the navigation beacon.

The distances these methods can transmit vary.

But it cannot do without the help of the Navigator family, the Mechanicus or the Astropath.

Planet Erth does not have this condition.

The teleportation of the Chaos Evil Gods is more direct.

They can use the power of chaos generated by the sacrifices of believers to locate themselves, thereby tearing a rift between subspace and reality and invading the real world.

Of course, our God-Emperor also has similar abilities and can teleport his cursed legions around.

This god-like transmission method is more direct and can almost ignore the distance.

With enough hope power, Ron also mastered this ability that belongs to the authority of the gods.

Now, he can open the portal and go to the Green Wave Farm left over from the golden age of mankind!