Warhammer: Beginning with Planetary Governors

Chapter 111: The nest is quite harmonious?
Looking at the mutant creatures rushing towards him, Ron shouted in his heart:
"Don't come over here!"

At this moment he was standing on the edge of the fog, sticking to the wall of the pipe.

Even slightly larger movements could touch the fog and cause the demon host to awaken.

There was no way he could stop the excited four-legged mutant.

It’s okay for you to seek death, but don’t drag me into it!

Seeing that things had come to this, Ron tensed his body and gathered his strength, staring at the mutant creature.

When the mutant creatures touch the strange fog——

what! ! !
With a shrill wail, the demon host ignited the devil flame, broke free from the chains, and pounced on the mutant creature.

At the same time, Ron ran forward as fast as he could, not even daring to look back.

Run, run as fast as you can!
Soon, the sound of flesh being torn and screaming came from behind.

Ron mourned for the mutant creature.

Rest in peace, short-legged cutie.

In your next life, remember not to rush so fast when you see food.

Fortunately, the mutant creatures bought Ron time to escape.

With the help of psychic energy, Ron ran faster and faster, almost to the point of floating close to the ground.

He ran along the pipeline for nearly ten kilometers without even daring to stop.

After all, I came here on a reconnaissance mission, so I can't let this clone go offline too quickly.

"It's such a long distance, I guess you can't catch up with me, right?"

Ron felt exhausted, his limbs were shaking, and his head was throbbing with pain.

Along with the severe pain in his head, he began to have hallucinations and heard mumbling sounds around his ears.

Oops, overuse of psychic powers.

I must stop using psychic energy, otherwise my head will explode!
He tried hard to suppress the side effects of his psychic power and managed to walk for a while.

We came to a large abandoned manhole, surrounded by large and small, crisscrossing pipes.

This is the transfer and intersection point of pipelines.

Ron inspected the manhole. There were no corpses around, nor any signs of dangerous creatures.

It seems that the danger here is not very great, so we can take a rest here for a while.

He found a hidden corner in the pipe and crawled in.

Then start meditating and regulating your breathing to calm the adverse effects of excessive use of spiritual energy.

After he calmed down, he felt weak and sleepy all over and could hardly sit still.

I must take a nap and have a good rest.

Ron adjusted his posture and leaned against the pipe.

He allowed this clone to maintain minimal psychic sensitivity and fell into a deep sleep.

Get off the plane!

……

Spire Mansion, inside the Governor's office.

Ron clicked on the Mechanical Forum page, shut down his computer, and finished his work for the day.

He stretched himself hard:

"I feel a little sleepy. I must take a good rest!"

It is quite mentally exhausting to operate several bodies at the same time, especially in a dirty and dangerous place like a pipe.

At this time, the head maid Linda came over and leaned over to say something in Ron's ear.

Ron raised his eyebrows:
"Let him come in..."

Soon, Linda invited Kaur in.

"Governor, I am glad to see you at last!"

Kaul tried to please the situation by retracting a dozen mechanical arms to avoid scratching the Governor's office.

"sit down!"

Ron knew what this guy was here for.

Isn't it just that I want to restore his spiritual network privileges in the Mechanical Forum myself?

But these few days, I have been dragging him along.

Kohl shrank down on the sofa, looking obedient.

But Ron knew very well that this guy had a dark heart.

If he is not restrained, who knows what terrible things he will do.

"Your Majesty the Governor..."

Kaur's electronic voice sounded somewhat pathetic.

Ron raised his hand to stop the other party from speaking. He extended his middle finger:

"Before the operation to recapture the lower nest begins, you must produce more than 200 sentinel mechas!"

The Sentinel is a single-piloted, bipedal, all-terrain walking robot that is 4-5 meters tall and shaped like an ostrich.

It strikes a perfect balance between maneuverability and stability.

Capable of traversing terrain that would constrain heavy battle tanks and armored vehicles, while withstanding firepower sufficient to bring down an entire platoon of infantry.

The firepower of the Sentinel Mech is even more ferocious.

By adding different weapons and accessories, different combat objectives can be achieved.

Common weapons include cluster lasers, heavy flamethrowers, automatic cannons, hunter-killer missiles, plasma cannons, etc.

You can even add a large chainsaw for close combat.

Of course, given the current situation in Wangting District, we just install whatever we have.

In short, the Sentinel Mech is an excellent weapon for urban warfare.

Hearing Ron's conditions, Kaul swallowed his saliva:
"But……"

“That’s the only condition.

I know you can do it, so there's no need to say anything more.

If you agree, I will lift the restrictions on your spiritual network within one minute..." Kaul was afraid that Ron would refuse:
"I promised, two hundred sentinel mechas will be in place on time!"

"Here's a little advice for you. Don't falsify your accounts when building a Sentinel. The Inquisition will monitor you."

"Of course not."

Ron waved him off:

"That's good.

The restrictions on the spiritual network have been lifted, you can go away now."

"no problem!"

After saying this, Kaur stood there, hesitant to speak.

Ron glanced at him: "Anything else?"

Kaur pointed to the balcony:
"Can I get out of here?
A little faster..."

He couldn't wait to go back and log into the spiritual network.

"Go! Go! Go!"

Ron's voice had barely fallen.

Kaul ran to the balcony a thousand meters high and jumped:
"Goodbye, Governor!"

The pitch-black anti-gravity float flew over to catch him, then accelerated and rushed towards the machine workshop.

“Cough cough cough!

Why is this damn thing so smokey?"

The thick black smoke coming out of the float exhaust port made Ron cough.

Miscalculation!
But he wasn't angry either.

After all, Kaul is a true genius, enough for him to be given more tolerance.

In fact, Ron could order Caul to do things unconditionally, and there was almost no possibility of him disobeying.

The same goes for others.

But doing so will undoubtedly make the relationship between subordinates and oneself become indifferent.

This was the last thing Ron wanted to see.

We have the lessons of the Divine Emperor.

He didn't want to repeat the same mistakes, and he didn't want to lose his humanity.

After solving Kaul's problem.

Ron took a nice bath in the luxurious bathroom and then took a sauna.

This is the newest addition to Spire Mansion.

Hot springs, swimming pools, baths and saunas are all available.

In the future, he decided to invite those loyal subordinates to come together from time to time and communicate more.

Then, Ron lay down in the big soft chair, enjoying the familiar feeling.

Soon, he fell into a deep sleep.

He has consumed too much mental energy these days.

I don’t know how long I slept, but suddenly Ron’s psychic sense sensed danger.

It is the pipeline area.

It came from the psychic clone!
His consciousness immediately focused on the psychic clone.
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Pipeline area, manhole.

Ron's psychic clone suddenly woke up.

He found a pair of dark green eyes staring at him.

squeak!
It was a mutant rat, and when it saw Ron waking up, it bit him fiercely.

Unfortunately, Ron was quicker and grabbed and crushed it to death.

When he dropped the mutant rat's corpse, he turned around and saw densely packed dark green eyes that almost covered the entire manhole.

At this moment he finally understood why there were no corpses here.

I'm afraid that all the corpses were eaten cleanly by the mutant rats, leaving nothing behind.

It is estimated that all the scouts who walked here became food for the mutant rats!

squeak--

Accompanied by the howling of the Rat King, the mutant rats pounced over.

Ron stood up, clutched his staff, and faced the overwhelming tide of rats alone.

Rat tide?

Then it’s Qingchao!

Ron raised his staff high, and countless golden psychic lightnings surrounded his body, quickly spreading to a distance of three meters around him.

The leaking electric current hit the ground, leaving behind charred spots.

He raised his hand and psychic electricity gushed out, turning countless mutant rats into charred corpses.

Then, Ron suddenly jumped into the rat tide, and the electric current spread:

The killing begins!

……

bang-

A figure fell from the pipe above and hit the ground in the dark alley.

Ron smiled:

“Phew… We’re finally here!”

The linen robe he was wearing was tattered, his staff was missing, and he looked like a refugee from the Lower Nest.

After several days of running around and dealing with countless mutant creatures, he finally arrived at the lower nest!

Ron crawled out of the alley.

He looked at the people coming and going in the streets in an orderly manner and was surprised:

"This nest... is quite harmonious, right?"

(End of this chapter)