Warhammer: Beginning with Planetary Governors

Chapter 105 Will Kaul become a black oil man?
The great God of All Things has blessed us!

Kaul could feel the connections between the synthetic synapses and logical thinking pipelines in his skull becoming tighter and his brain becoming more active.

Then came inspiration.

Endless inspiration.

The surging inspiration almost overwhelmed Cole. He was so excited that he almost short-circuited, and sparks flew from the mechanical devices on his body.

But he didn't care at all.

Kaul hugged the dormant servo skull next to him and shook it wildly, like a child who had received a certificate.

"Father, wake up!
I have an idea. I know how to create a machine that can breed the strongest machine soul!"

The Sali family suffered a lot for this technology.

Kaul's father worked very hard but never came to any conclusion until his death.

He placed all his hopes on Kaur, the genius of the Sali family.

The servo skull was suddenly shaken awake and stared at Cole blankly.

It's just a robot and can't understand why the human in front of it is so happy.

……

Soon, the mechanical workshop was filled with smoke, and the sounds of mechanical parts colliding and electric current were intertwined.
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Spire Mansion.

Ron works on secret files concerning the Inquisition in the Governor's Office.

The newly constituted tribunal is functioning well.

Under Deville's leadership, dozens of heresy incidents were handled and many hidden cult members were uncovered.

In addition, several incompetent and corrupt officials were dealt with.

Today, Deville, the iron-faced and impartial High Inquisitor, has become a figure feared by everyone in the Royal Court.

Everyone knows that when the judge comes before you, it means the judgment has arrived.

As for the outcome, the most likely outcome is that he will be hit by a bomb on the spot or be burned at the stake.

Ron was very satisfied with Deville's style of doing things, and this was the effect he wanted.

Because he himself is not a particularly strict person.

But overly lax discipline often leads to incompetence and corruption among officials.

The people's insolence is more likely to lead to the corruption of Chaos.

Therefore, there must be appropriate supervision and punishment, otherwise where is the governor's authority.

The Royal Court District needs someone to do this, and Deville is the best choice.

As for the Governor, Roan only needs to give full play to his subspace nature, play the role of savior and show his gentle and kind side to people.

Soon, Ron received another good news.

Caul created the Machine Soul Host and sent a letter asking when the Machine Soul could be lit up.

This is undoubtedly a huge surprise.

He was prepared to wait for half a year, or even longer, but he didn't expect that the finished product would be produced in just two months.

"Notify Kaul to light up the machine soul today!"

Ron was excited to finally get rid of those damn paper documents.

As for whether he could light up the machine soul, he was not worried at all.

After all, the effect of the blessing is obvious to all. Since Kohl dared to inform him, the probability of something going wrong should not be high.

Ron couldn't wait any longer and immediately asked Carter and other guards to escort him to the mechanical workshop.

When he arrived at the workshop area, he saw a huge skull-shaped mechanical building.

Dozens of servoskulls were floating around the mechanical building, performing various operations.

The huge black gears turned slowly, the burning fire gushed out, and the diffuse steam covered the entire area like a veil.

The meshing sound of the gears conveys a low and shocking mechanical rhythm, as if it is the heartbeat of a mechanical building.

Hiss~ Kohl must have something to offer, as he has made such a big fuss.

Ron had only seen the resource consumption report of Caul's Mechanical Workshop yesterday.

He alone had consumed most of the resources in the Royal Court. As for why I saw it so late, the Royal Court’s workflow was already fast enough.

During this period, he was busy rectifying the internal affairs and was very busy.
The incident started with an accounting report.

Ron saw a population accounting report from ten years ago in the work files, which was submitted by some bastard.

Upon investigation, it was discovered that there was a department responsible for the population data calculation, which had never stopped even during the fall of Shangchao.

They worked for several years following the process before they completed the calculations of all the complex data and reported them to the governor.

He questioned why this pointless thing was not stopped.

The answer was that without orders, they were not allowed to stop working.

Ron then launched a larger-scale investigation.

More inefficiently run departments were discovered, even a department calculating the tithe deep within the Ministry of the Interior.

Because the planet was facing tremendous pressure at the time, their entire department was ordered to be stationed in an office deep within the Ministry of the Interior.

You are not allowed to leave before the accounting is completed.

As for food, it was all delivered by the robot servants.

They had been working hard for six or seven years and had no idea that a rebellion had broken out on the planet Ers and the hive had fallen.

Just surprised that the food is getting worse and worse.

These people even thought that this was a punishment given by the Governor because he was dissatisfied with their work.

So they worked even harder, and those who died of exhaustion during the work had their bodies transported away by robot servants.

Faced with these absurd things, Ron was almost angry to the point of vomiting blood, but he was helpless.

These poor administrators are just doing their jobs.

Even worse are the administrators who have been completely forgotten.

They handled more confidential documents and were locked in their offices.

The superior in charge of managing them died in the rebellion and did not have time to hand over his work.

This resulted in no one knowing about these departments anymore, let alone sending them supplies.

When Ron asked someone to open the door, he saw only a dozen white skeletons.

This is the consequence of inefficiency.

The planet Ers, with billions of people, requires too many administrative personnel, and the various administrative departments are so numerous and complicated that it is impossible to remember them all.

Now it is all coming to an end.

When the machine soul is lit, the Royal Court will usher in a new era.

As for the huge amount of supplies consumed by Caul, Ron didn't think it was a big deal.

After all, it is normal for such a high-end thing as the Machine Soul Host to consume so many resources.

As long as it can be completed successfully, Ron can grit his teeth and hold on even if it consumes more resources.

Looking at the huge skull building in front of him, Ron felt it was worth it.

It is worthy of being called the Machine Soul host, it looks so awesome!
Soon, Kaur, who was notified, came out to greet them.

He was leaning on a mechanical scepter and stepping on an anti-gravity float, floating out from the eyeball area of ​​the skull building, with several black servo skulls floating behind him.

Leading the group was his "father", clad in thick black steel armor, with mechanical eyes emitting a captivating scarlet.

Cawl equipped this precious servoskull with many powerful weapons and installed several protective devices.

Even if faced with an explosion more violent than the last time, nothing will happen.

During these two months, Kaul also underwent a lot of transformation himself and his image changed drastically.

Kohl's face was completely replaced by a black skull mask with sharp teeth showing.

Several scarlet mechanical eyes were distributed on the mask, flashing a cold light.

His scarlet robe fluttered in the wind, and underneath it were countless cables and mechanical circuits, tangled like a spider web.

These cables and circuits extend to the energy backpack on his back, providing a constant supply of energy for his dozens of waving, complex octopus robotic arms embedded with various tools and weapons.

hiss~
Looking at Cole's current appearance, Ron felt a little annoyed.

This image is too unorthodox. Will that guy become a black oil man?
(End of this chapter)