Warhammer: From Planetary Governor

Seeing such a strange scene, everyone was extremely vigilant.

This is probably a powerful guy.

But no one will back down.

According to the governor's order, this guy must be killed tonight in order to catch up with the big trial.

"Ready to fight!"

Carter and the guardsmen pulled out their chainswords and walked straight towards this terrifying mountain of corrupted flesh.

Their steps were firm, with determination to die.

However, as he got closer, there was no movement in the corrupted meat mountain.

The painful voice of the leader of the Gray Wolf warband continued:

"Misery, torture, endless disease!"

"It's so noisy, you bastards, please leave me alone!"

He paused and seemed to feel uncomfortable. The mountain of meat shook and many parasites fell down.

"It's so itchy, can someone help me scratch it?"

"Oh, forget it, you might as well kill me..."

Carter felt strange that the leader didn't seem to be talking to them, but to himself.

He tried to attack, slashing at the nearest carrion, causing pus and blood to spurt out.

The mass of meat immediately began to tremble, and the leader groaned:

"Huh~ It feels good, please scratch it some more"

This immediately made Carter feel uncomfortable and even felt a little bit humiliated.

He stopped the attack and continued forward with the imperial guards until they reached the deepest part of Roshan.

There they saw the terrible leader.

Carter frowned and looked at each other with the guards.

"is it him?"

"right?"

The guard soldier next to him quickly took out the wanted poster and looked at it, then looked at the leader carefully before he was sure.

“The characteristics match, it’s him!”

The guards looked at the leader who was said to be extremely powerful and didn't know what to say for a moment.

The leader was lying on the iron throne with rotten nails. His body had grown together with the rotten and greasy mountain of flesh. Even moving was a luxury.

All that could prove that he was alive were his labored breathing and painful moans.

The leader noticed something and raised his eyes with difficulty:

"Are the people from Wangting District... coming to kill me?"

After saying that, he lowered his eyes again, as if the action of raising his eyes had consumed all his energy.

The leader had no thought of resistance.

It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter anymore, he is so tired.

Ever since the leader was corrupted and grew into this damn mountain of flesh, pain and disease have been accompanying him.

But he couldn't bear this gift at all. He felt resisted and couldn't enjoy it.

The leader wails in pain every day, ordering and even begging his subordinates to end their lives.

But no one listened to him at all and regarded it as a miracle sent by the great god.

Now, he just wants to end this endless pain and disease as soon as possible.

Looking at the painful leader, Carter showed no mercy. The heretical scum in front of him had killed too many people!

He resisted the thought of executing him and issued the order:

"Dig him out!"

This heretic scum cannot die so easily. He deserves to be judged in public by the Governor!

The Praetorian Guards used chainswords to cut through the carrion and freed the leader from the mountain of rotten flesh.

Then, with his wails of pain, he stuffed it into a sealed container.

Bang!

The guards found highly flammable fire oil, poured it on the mountain of corrupted flesh, and ignited it.

When Carter led the guards out of the door, the entire warehouse burst into flames.

Countless parasites screamed and turned into ashes along with the rotting flesh.

The Praetorians prevented a terrible corruption.

If the leader continues like this, endures the pain and disease, and crosses a certain critical point.

Then it is very likely to attract terrible looks.

Under the benevolent gift of that being, this planet will turn into a paradise of plague, and all life will be forced into an endless carnival...

After Carter and other guards left the core area, the fighting on the periphery had ended, and the Gray Wolf war gang had been destroyed.

They have completed the tasks assigned by the Governor.

After all this was over, Carter gathered the guards and quickly rushed back to the royal court area.

At this time, the battle in the entire Gray Wolf war gang territory was coming to an end.

Only sporadic firefights could be heard.

At dawn, a large number of security forces and bailiffs flooded into the area.

They are responsible for subsequent cleaning and maintaining order.

Since then, Wangting District can officially declare that it has recovered this area.

Of course, due to the complexity of this area, it will take more effort to manage it before it can be completely integrated into the governance system of Wangting District.

——

The sky was slightly brighter, and Ya Rui, who had finished the battle, was walking down the street with the little girl in his arms.

He was ready to adopt the poor child.

The little girl was in Ya Rui's arms, neither crying nor fussing, trying hard to swallow the wheat starch bar in her mouth.

It was the latest type three wheat starch bar made, with a wheat flour content of at least three-tenths, and was specially designed for senior personnel.

On the planet Erth, this was already an unimaginable delicacy, and it completely conquered the little girl.

Keith, who was next to her, saw this and stuffed another Type 3 wheat starch bar into her little hand.

He asked Ya Rui:

"By the way, what's this little guy's name?"

"Maya, this is the name my mother gave me," the little girl said timidly.

“Nice name”

Keith looked at Ari, a little worried:

"One-eyed dragon, can you take good care of this little guy?"

They are all soldiers of the National Defense Force, so they can't take her to the barracks, right?

"Damn... No, I don't know how to take care of children!"

Ya Rui said carelessly:

"I'm going to send this little one to Zhongsi Academy, where she will receive the best education, which is much better than being with a big boss like me."

Preparations for the Zhongsi Academy, unique to the planet Erth, will soon be completed.

Ya Rui got an admission quota, happened to meet Maya, and used the quota for her.

Legend has it that the respected Steward Bayev will serve as the dean, and the honorary dean will be the great and benevolent Governor-General.

All gifted children, heirs of officials and nobles, and orphans of war heroes will receive education there.

In addition to resident teachers, leaders in various fields will also be invited to give lectures.

Including the bishop, the mechanical sage and even the governor.

They will learn the best knowledge and skills, and most importantly, learn how to be loyal.

Ya Rui touched Maya's head and told:

“This is a very good opportunity.

Damn it... when you enter Zhongsi Academy, you have to study hard, you know?

What I mean is that the kind of effort that is risking one's life must not be eliminated..."

Zhongsi Academy has an elimination rate, and the elimination rate is extremely high. Only the best people can reach the end and be entrusted with important tasks.

The quota is very precious, and this kind of gift is something that lower-class families cannot get in many lifetimes.

When Ya Rui's family smuggled from the bottom nest to the lower nest, half of them died.

When he followed the wave of refugees from the lower nest to the upper nest, he was the only one left in the family.

He knows that it is even more difficult for people at the bottom to climb up and become the upper class than to reach the sky.

It would be a sacrilege to let such a precious gift go to waste.

This was something that Ya Rui, who was from the bottom of the nest, couldn't bear.

Maya was silent and nodded vigorously.

Ya Rui knew that the little guy understood what he meant, and he was very happy.

Maya is a smart and brave child.

When Ya Rui and others returned to the Royal Court area, in the towering spire mansion, the maids were busy preparing breakfast for the Governor.

And our great Governor-General finally woke up from his coma after suffering a huge psychic attack from the God-Emperor.

"Ah, comfortable!"

Ron got up and stretched. He hadn't had such a comfortable sleep in a long time.

He felt strange:

"Is it possible that His Majesty the God Emperor's psychic whipping can also help you sleep?"