Traveling through the Warhammer world, but I didn’t cry

"Ah! Praise! Praise the Empire! Praise the Emperor!"

Only one of the two governors was left. He was wearing an exaggerated and gorgeous aristocratic dress, with a white curly wig on his completely bald head.

This man has gone through countless expensive life-extending operations. The wrinkles on his face have been smoothed, and the old spots have been removed. His skin is so white that it doesn’t look like the color that a living person should have, but more like a can of white paint. on him.

The high-pitched and exaggerated voice was amplified by his jeweled brooch. Odemair frowned irritably when she heard this voice. She pointed her hand at the Governor, and the soldiers blocked the Governor's way.

"Gah!" The governor was shocked by the dark armor on the soldier. His mechanical eyes scanned the details of the soldier's armor. After not finding any relevant information, he closed his mouth and just waved his hand high.

If the soldiers in front of him were wearing the standard bulletproof armor of the Astra Militarum, the Governor would definitely push these soldiers away arrogantly and despise the rudeness of these soldiers with noble disdain.

"How to deal with that thing?" Lin Fan looked at the governor's eager look and asked Odemeyer what he thought.

"Skin him off, let him lie naked on the barrel, and execute him with the impact and temperature of the cannonball!" Perturabo gritted his teeth. He had no good impression of the governor in front of him.

Odemair pouted, and she punched Perturabo's arm to silence him.

"We have to punish him legally, such as shooting."

"Just giving this fool a shot? That's too cheap for him!"

"Judgment is one thing, execution is another." Odemair smiled meaningfully, and Perturabo immediately understood what she meant.

Seeing the anxious and incompetent look of the Governor, Perturabo smiled at him. The Governor obviously did not understand the meaning of Perturabo's smile, and he saluted Perturabo happily.

While the planet was being rebuilt, the population was being counted. Earth Clan technicians had installed the environmental modification equipment, and the highly toxic industrial substances deposited in the soil were sucked out bit by bit.

The colorful chemical smoke and dust clouds covering the sky were sucked away by the recovery ship. All the underutilized chemicals and heavy metal particles inside were separated and compressed, and turned into square solid blocks that were piled up in the cargo hold.

Clean and natural clouds spewed out from the rear of the recovery ship, and residents here saw white and black-gray clouds for the first time.

There is only a huge skeleton left in the hive city that has not been dismantled. The worker bees of the Earth clan can dig out more building materials at the bottom of the hive city every day.

Odemair found that the Black Templar always stayed in the shadows, staring at the busy Earth clan technicians with bloodthirsty eyes, clenching their fists one by one, imagining breaking their fragile necks.

After asking Dorn a question, Dorn took the Black Templar to work at the bottom of the hive, protecting the worker bees and cleaning up the ferocious mutant monsters.

Neat and tidy neighborhoods lay flat on the purified land, and many people saw the light of nature for the first time.

Record, select, review, train.

A new administration was being established, and the Krieg instructors of the Thirty-seventh Regiment proved their expertise on every planet they visited.

However, some people are unhappy with this.

The nobles and officials of the old hive crowded at the entrance of the new administrative fortress. They were noisy and noisy, using ancient parchments to prove their noble status and show that they were the legitimate rulers under the emperor's orders.

"So, you think this is unfair?" Odemair put the population record form on the table, and she looked at the nobles and officials calmly.

"Of course it's not fair!" a noble shouted hurriedly. His forehead was covered with sweat and his body smelled of perfume. He squeezed to the front of the crowded queue and made his demands clear.

"These 'citizens'!" The noble gritted his teeth when he said the word citizen, and Odemeyer narrowed his eyes, his gaze a little cold.

"These citizens should not have the same houses as us! The same treatment! Double-headed eagle above! We cannot make so many concessions to these citizens! They will forget their respect for officials and superiors and think wildly! Abandon the empire!"

The nobleman's words were approved by many people, and their humming voices made Odemeyer's murderous intention grow stronger.

"Okay, I will prepare palaces and villas for you that are suitable for nobles and officials. But let me make it clear first, does everyone have this idea?"

After the words fell, several young officials broke away from the team, "I think the current situation is good. The Administration Department and the Ministry of Justice can finally operate effectively. In the past two weeks, we..."

"Shut up! You idiot who came from the middle level of the hive city! You don't know anything at all! You never went to Helding Noble School, you are just a pariah who graduated from the liberal arts school! Where is Minister Sk? Take good care of your people !”

Minister Sk nodded obsequiously. He glared fiercely at the officials who walked out of the team, warning them not to betray themselves and their official positions.

The young officials lowered their heads and stood motionless in their steps. They made a choice with this behavior.

"Okay, so you want better treatment, right? Go to area A-10 and give this card to the Earth clan technician."

The nobles and officials poured out happily, and Odemeyer was quite surprised by the agility of these people in pursuing power.

"Alas. Ignorant religion, corrupt government. Why am I still alive?" A tired Odemair laughed at herself. She walked towards the young officials and told them to go to another place to learn knowledge from Krieger.

"What? You said I would build a palace for you?" The blue-skinned Tu clan technician was obviously shocked by this request. He took the card handed over by the noble.

The Tu clan technicians who can work here have all listened to Odemair's lectures, and they have blind worship of Odemair's knowledge like a fanatic.

There is such a saying among them.

You can ask Ms. Odmyer questions, but Ms. Odmyer will usually not answer you, but will give you a book to study on your own.

Ms. Odemeyer is too proud? Is Ms. Odemeyer just an academic charlatan?

No no no.

It's not that Ms. Odemeyer doesn't know how to answer your question, it's that she doesn't know how to answer it in a way you're familiar with.

At the 20th Human Titanium Science and Technology Exchange Meeting, all the Tu clan technicians who came to attend the meeting will remember Odemeyer's words in their hearts and never forget them.

"Ms. Odemeyer, what exactly is Geller's position?"

Odemeyer replied, "I can't explain Geller's position in terms of what you're familiar with, because I don't understand Geller's position in terms of what you're familiar with."