Warhammer: Beginning with Planetary Governors

Chapter 394 Savior: Is there a traitor among us?
Ron looked in the direction of the voice and saw a rather tempting figure.

That was the Governor of Galyum, the Black Machine Queen Krashia. She had fair skin and a slender and elegant goddess image in the upper half, while her lower half was a giant poisonous scorpion made of black iron and brass.

The Black Arms Queen folded her hands on her belly and bowed slightly like a noble.

Judging from the reactions of the high-ranking black oil men nearby, she is obviously a well-respected ruler.

The Black Machine Queen's gaze gently lingered on the Demon Devourer, revealing a different meaning: "Dear guest, please follow me. We are all looking forward to your arrival..."

Ron nodded and walked towards the mechanical palace with the other party.

His tall, dark body strode forward, while the Black Machinery Queen walked side by side with him. The giant poisonous scorpion mechanical body even took small steps.

Keep it elegant.

"Why did you invite me here? Aren't you afraid of me, the enemy of Chaos?"

Ron was a little curious. The voice coming from under the distorted mask was hoarse and terrifying.

The Black Machinery Queen shook her head: "Galium is an autonomous colony and neutral zone of the Mechanicus. It never makes any enemies and does not wish to be involved in war.

Frankly speaking, we hate war, but it is the key to maintaining peace here.

The soldiers of the Legion fought against each other in the Eye of Terror, but we played an irreplaceable role, which enabled us to survive and develop..."

The Black Equipment Queen expressed her views on the war.

She believed that civil war among the Legions and attacks on the Empire would only lead to their destruction.

The Great Heresy was over long ago, and even if they killed each other and attacked each other, the Empire still stood.

What's more, the galaxy no longer belongs to the rebels or the empire, and continuing to fight like this will only lead to self-destruction.

"The rebel army is still dwelling on the failure of ten thousand years ago. This is foolish and unwise."

The Black Equipment Queen said so.

Her meaning was simple, that is, the rebel army had already lost, so they should stay safely in the Eye of Terror and live well.

Ron couldn't deny it.

He also wanted peace, but that was impossible.

The retreat of tens of millions of Space Marines from the Rebel Legions into the Eye of Terror was destined to an endless war.

That is not all the influence of Chaos, but the Space Marines themselves are born for war, fighting is the meaning of their lives.

Otherwise, could these soldiers with swords and guns in their hands put down their weapons and engage in production and farming?
The war between these rebel legions and the Empire will only end when one side is completely defeated.

But that was just the end of the war.

Even if humans defeat the chaos in the galaxy and eliminate the aliens, they will not stop their conquest, but will expand beyond the galaxy.

There are more enemies and wars out there.

What's more, the Tyranids are eyeing us outside the Milky Way.

Some high-level psykers had briefly seen scenes outside the Milky Way, where there was also an eternal war. The Tyranids devoured the stars, and more aliens were involved in the war.

Once those aliens discover the Milky Way, there is no way they will let it go.

The universe is like a dark forest, and any civilization is either a prey or a hunter.

No one can guarantee that a weak civilization will not grow into a behemoth after tens of thousands of years and then launch an attack on itself.

This is true for humans and the Tau Empire as well.

Ten thousand years ago during the Great Crusade, when the Tau people were discovered by humans, they were just a group of blue-skinned monkeys who had just learned to use fire. Now they have grown into a vast Tau Empire.

Can bring huge threat to certain areas of the empire.

Going back to an even more ancient period, when the ancient elf empire was at its peak, humans were nothing more than apes.

If they knew that humans would become the overlords of the galaxy, would they have strangled them in advance?

Only when all potential enemies are eliminated can we feel at ease.

Of course, this is a common view held by some Imperial rulers regarding the xenomorphs.

But Ron didn't completely agree.

Because logically speaking, any kind of life in the galaxy has the potential to develop into a large civilization. We can't just kill them all, right?
And every civilization will eventually decline.

Even if all external enemies are conquered, civil war may break out, or new enemies may be created in extreme comfort, leading to destruction.

For example, the human and ancient elf empires in the golden age.

He doesn't worry about things that are too far away, and it is enough for him to focus on doing well the things in front of him.

After chatting for a while, the Black Machine Queen changed the subject: "In any case, we only hope to gain the right to freely explore knowledge..."

"Freedom to explore knowledge?"

Ron frowned slightly: "That is not an easy thing to do, and it is often accompanied by torture and suffering."

The quest for knowledge is fraught with danger even in Savior territory, let alone in the Eye of Terror.

Miscalculations, corruption, depravity, and death will be much greater.

The Black Equipment Queen looked over sincerely:

“That’s why we invited you here.

You are a man of vision and impartiality, your reputation is known throughout the galaxy, and I am sure you will be willing to help us.

Give us a safer research platform and let us receive the gift of the Mechanical Goddess..."

When Ron heard this, he immediately understood.

It turns out that these guys are coveting the technology and data support of the Mechanical Forum and the Mechanical Goddess.

Today, the Mechanical Forum has become the largest and only knowledge sharing platform for engine oil guys.

They need a platform to obtain the latest knowledge and ideas, and they can also offer gear coins to obtain the blessing of the Mechanical Goddess.

To obtain unparalleled computing power and clean up complicated and erroneous information.

In this situation.

Not being able to access the mechanical forum means being out of the scientific research circle. Even if you are researching the same technology, your progress will lag far behind others.

The misinformation caused by chaos is more likely to lead to the wrong research direction.

Let the oil man waste more time and resources.

It can be said that no mechanic can resist the temptation of mechanical forums.

As they were walking, screams were heard from the Black Equipment Research Institute not far away.

"Do not!

Goddess of Machinery, I just came online to take a look at the post, and I didn’t spread any taboo knowledge. I beg you to forgive me, a humble believer..."

The black oil man's voice was so humble and miserable: "I still have dozens of gears waiting to apply for computing power, my gear coins!"

???

When Ron heard these words, he was stunned.

Isn't this right?

The business of the Mechanical Forum should not cover here, how can they log in?

"Mechanical Goddess, has a new round of banning begun?!"

However, at this time, the high-level machine operators around couldn't help feeling a little sad when they heard the miserable cry.

These black oil guys, who looked very evil and had hideous mechanical bodies installed on their bodies, quickly took out their data boards to check, and only breathed a sigh of relief after finding that they were safe and sound.

Afterwards, the high-level black oilers noticed Ron's look and immediately hid the data tablet.

As honest as a quail.

After all, the person in front of him is the real controller behind the mechanical forum, and they are some illegal log-ins.

If I log in illegally in front of the owner, what if he gets angry and blocks my account?
"Maybe, I need to know something..."

Ron looked at the Black Machine Queen who looked a little embarrassed.

"As you wish."

The Black Machinery Queen tried hard to keep her voice normal, but she no longer had the noble temperament she had before and was a little flustered.

She narrated what had happened.

After the emergence of mechanical forums, the mentality of those who black engine oil dealers became unbalanced.

They envied and hated the Imperial Mechanicus, and longed to have it all themselves.

Especially those black oil guys who work for Chaos.

They betrayed the Empire and split from the Mechanicus, infiltrating into remote areas of the galaxy and the Eye of Terror, all for the so-called freedom of research.

For all this.

They paid a huge price, not only enduring the erosion of Chaos, but also having to work for Chaos Gods or warlords, manufacturing various weapons and Chaos Engines.

to obtain resources to continue research.

However, Imperial Oiler has all of this and more without having to do anything.

Not only will you have the corresponding research freedom, but you can also gain more knowledge and a safer research environment.

How does this make the black oil guys feel?
The huge knowledge base and computing power of the Mechanical Forum are so tempting that they attract them all the time.

To this end, the black oil guys spared no effort and tried hard to find a way to log in.

There is a chance that this can happen.

After the massive expansion of the Mechanical Forum, the manufacturing methods of the data boards and the channel linking methods were spread out.

Some black oil guys used data technology to log in briefly and saw some content.

They found that some of the above research projects were even more taboo and heretical than those carried out by themselves, the technological heretics.

This immediately broke the defense of the black oil guys.

They felt that their act of defection was so ridiculous that they turned into clowns.

Black oil dealers are increasingly using black accounts to log into mechanical forums, and this has formed a huge gray industry.

Many black oil guys started selling their modified data boards and gear coins, but their accounts could not be posted and were easily blocked.

But the black oil men of Galyum are different.

They received support from a data guru and obtained a group of special accounts that allowed them to speak freely as long as they did not post about taboo topics.

You can also upload your own knowledge and obtain gear coins.

This caused the black oil men of Galyum to become heavy users of the psychic network and gradually believe in the Mechanical Goddess.

They hope to gain more weight in the Mechanical Forum. Ron frowned:

"Hiss~ There shouldn't be many high-level technicians in the galaxy who can bypass the monitoring of the Mechanical Goddess..."

After the large-scale expansion of the mechanical forum, supervision has indeed become difficult, but not everyone can bypass the surveillance.

As far as he knew, only a handful of people might have this ability.

Could it be that clone madman Fabius?
He should be interested in the mechanical forum and like such innovation and revolutionary behavior.

Ron looked at the Iron Warrior in the distance and thought of another existence.

That is Perturabo, the genetic father of the Iron Warriors, the Iron Lord, the Fallen Primarch.

That guy likes to stay in a small dark room to study technology, deal with machines, and pursue his own idea of ​​building a great civilization.

Perturabo's technical ability once shocked the oil men.

That being had an amazing ability to learn binary coding. He could understand and calculate binary information, and could write completely new programs for Titan from scratch.

He is a top technical scholar with full engineering and data capabilities.

After the rebellion, Perturabo hid in the Eye of Terror and has not been found.

Now that guy no longer has to work for the Emperor and can freely realize his own technological ideas.

The Primarch possessed a long lifespan and a powerful mind, and now, ten thousand years later, it was hard to imagine how far his technological level would have advanced.

Ron thought about it and couldn't help but feel a sense of crisis.

Perhaps when I was in the Water Machinery Forum, Fabius and Perturabo were secretly using their secondary accounts to chat with me.

What’s more troublesome is that as a public platform, it is difficult for the Mechanical Forum to completely ban these accounts.

We can only further strengthen supervision.

It seems that Xiao Ling needs to further strengthen the supervision system of the Mechanical Forum, at least to be able to find those guys when they appear.

Of course, it’s not necessarily these guys who did it.

Ron looked more serious.

Because there is another possibility, that is, there is a mole among the administrators of the mechanical forum.

The serious expression of this demon-eater, the guardian of the Mechanical Goddess, made the high-level black oil men feel a little uneasy.

"What's wrong with you?"

The Black Machinery Queen subconsciously moved closer, trying to gain the Demon Eater's favor.

Don't know why.

She had always been attracted to this being, ever since she had learned of his deeds a long time ago.

There are too many legends and images about him in this chaotic land.

Ron didn't notice any of this, but just speculated on the possibility of a mole.

"Galium loyal fans, rejoice, the dark product you've been craving for is here!"

Suddenly, a familiar voice spread in the nearby atmosphere.

The huge mechanical body covered in a black robe floated in the air, and the machinery behind it sprayed a dark, transparent liquid. A faint scent of gasoline could be smelled.

He continued to introduce: "The latest product is fermented in the vortex eye at the deepest part of the Eye of Terror. The taste is absolutely explosive and can fully activate your inspiration!"

After that being appeared, a large number of black oil men rushed over impatiently, as if they were going to listen to a sermon.

The Black Machine Queen introduced at the right time:

"Our neutral zone welcomes everyone to trade. The Black Equipment Great Sage is one of them. The products he provides are very popular among everyone..."

The queen obviously knew the other party's identity, but did not point it out directly.

Ron stared at the figure and gritted his teeth: "Good, good, good, now we've solved the case and found the traitor!"

In recent years, Kohl has been claiming to be going to remote star regions to test weapons, but he didn't expect that the user who came to the Eye of Terror to develop fuel drinks would come.

This seems like something that shady grease guy would do.

He suddenly stretched out his hand, and the spiritual power rolled towards the black-robed figure.

midair.

Kaul was enthusiastically introducing his own special version of authentic fuel drink, and was very proud of it.

Nowadays, the market competition between authentic fuel drinks and improved fuel drinks is becoming increasingly fierce.

Comparable.

But he, the great genius Cawl, was one step ahead and seized the initiative, laying out the market for the Black Mechanicus in advance.

Today, he, the Great Sage of Black Mechanicus, and his authentic fuel drink are very popular in the Black Mechanicus, and have won the support of many members of the Black Mechanicus.

After you have occupied this huge black market.

How can that guy Moss compete with me with his pirated improved fuel drink?

While Cawl was announcing the new product, the mechanical brain was also planning the route to the next Dark Forge World.

But he soon sensed the danger, it was a familiar spiritual energy!

Kaul turned his head and happened to meet Ron's eyes. He panicked and wanted to run away:

“Save…Savior!?”

It's a pity it's too late.

The spiritual energy wrapped around him and pulled him over.

"Why are you here? I just stopped by to sell some fuel drinks..."

Kohl didn't dare to resist at all and was dragged to the ground by the psychic power like a wilted eggplant.

Ron was so angry that he laughed. He didn't bother to care about the broken drinks and asked directly:
"So you're the traitor. Tell me the truth. Did those illegal accounts on the mechanical forum come from you?"

"How is that possible?"

Colton felt wronged and quickly defended himself:

"I was just selling some drinks. I was actually trying to track down the sources of those accounts, but they were hiding deep inside."

Ron was stunned.

If it wasn't Kaur, it would be troublesome.

I'm afraid it's really Fabius or Perturabo who must curb this phenomenon in time.

He did not pursue the matter further. It might not be a bad thing for Cawl to keep in touch with the Black Mechanicus.

Some subsequent plans may be able to use it.

It was a blessing in disguise.

Afterwards, Ron and Cole attended the banquet hosted by the Black Machine Queen, and in the subsequent discussion they reached a result that satisfied everyone.

He allowed the black oil guys in Galyum to access the mechanical forum.

Let them build independent communities and try not to have any contact with the Imperial Mechanicus.

Even if you occasionally go to some public water-posting communities, you will be labeled as a black oil man.

They must also be subject to more regulation and not be allowed to spread taboo technologies at will.

At least not before applying for and obtaining a platform license.

Ron thought about it carefully.

Anyway, it is difficult for the Mechanical Forum to supervise these black accounts for the time being, so it is better to relax some restrictions on the Black Mechanicus.

Giving them real-name registration will allow for better control.

These black oil guys claim to have no inclination and to conduct research freely, but once they enter the mechanical forum, they will naturally be affected by their dependence.

Worship the Mechanical Goddess more and more.

He even saw the emblem of the Mechanical Goddess on some high-level black oil men. It turned out that even if the oil men fell, they would not change much.

These influences can slightly pull these black oil guys back from chaos.

What's more, the Savior Territory needs more knowledge about Chaos and the Warp.

Once these black oil guys come in, their research data will be theirs, which is equivalent to working for themselves, and it will also better advance the territory's understanding of chaos and subspace.

What we have now are just preliminary ideas, as for how to access, how to supervise, and how to eliminate risks.

These issues require more in-depth research and discussion by relevant departments of the territory to form a rigorous and feasible plan.

But it is foreseeable that mechanical forums will be very lively in the future, especially those public areas where only water posts can be made.

Besides.

Ron also had a private conversation with the Black Equipment Queen and agreed on some cooperation.

He discovered that the queen was more passionate than he had imagined and had a complete human body.

Time passed quickly.

He left Galyum under the reluctant gaze of the Black Armor Queen and caught up with the marching coalition fleet...
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Dream, the sanctuary of the savior.

Ron threw a document to the Black Weapon Great Sage Caul: "This job is handed over to you, it must be kept confidential..."

He intercepted Kaur.

This guy has to follow him to raid Abaddon's lair, and will later participate in the formation of a new Chaos force, responsible for the construction of the base and recruiting Black Oil Man as a technical member.

This will allow the newly established Chaos forces to gain more competitiveness.

After the looting journey.

Ron ordered the coalition fleet to speed up and issued a plundering order for the Chaos Planets along the way to pack up the spoils themselves and wait for the fleet to come and take them away.

Otherwise, you will face the fate of destruction.

Although most Chaos planets chose to reject this insulting plundering order and resisted, many still chose to offer their spoils in exchange for forgiveness.

This undoubtedly accelerated the pace of the advance.

A few months later.

The allied fleet arrived at its destination - Savaghar.

In that land covered with stardust, Ron saw the space fortresses, docks and a large number of Doom Ark embryos that were looming in the distance.

The allied fleet soon launched an attack here.

But what Ron didn't know was that the Chaos Fleet that was sent to attack him had already set sail...

(End of this chapter)