Warhammer: From Planetary Governor

Before anyone could react, the scene changed again.

The pixel version of the Slaanesh banshee walked up to the icon of the God-Emperor in a coquettish manner, and rubbed and danced against the icon under the gaze of several terrifying eyes.

Blasphemy, so blasphemous!

Looking at this scene, Carter and others were all stunned.

They turned their heads sideways and didn't dare to say a word.

I don’t dare to look at it, I really don’t dare to look at it!

Ron felt pain in his teeth, and he angrily yelled:

"Which heretic made the animation? Isn't it trying to harm me?"

Only Moss was indifferent. He just felt strange:

"There is no problem with the line and data. How could it be broken? It's impossible?"

Bang!

He used his usual repair technique, tapping the pixel mechanical screen with his robotic arm.

However, it had no effect at all, and the scene continued.

"Quick, quick, shut this piece of shit down!"

Ron had already reacted and urged Moss to shut down his phone quickly.

This pixel mechanical screen may have been eroded by some kind of chaotic energy.

Chaos waste code?

Or is it a prank by the Evil God of Chaos?

Isn't it the mysterious demon pilot Vashtor?

Vashtor's name echoed in the whispers of the comms, scrawled in the most maddening corners of the code.

Legend has it that he specializes in twisted machinery and likes some crazy "innovations."

It's not impossible to do some work on Ron's new gadgets.

All in all, it's not a good thing. It's best to turn it off quickly.

If you attract the attention of these demons and monsters, it will be the end of the world.

"I've cut off the power, but I still can't turn off the screen."

Most held his chin in thought:

“This situation is so rare, there should be some kind of mysterious energy supporting it.

Given enough time, I can work around the glitch with code..."

Listening to Moss's words, everyone in Ron was numb.

What they lack most now is time.

At this rate of erosion, if it continues to drag on, those monsters and monsters will most likely crawl out along the network cable.

The dubbing of the anime goes crazy at this point.

The Banshee of Slaanesh gasped and made more indescribable movements towards the great icon of the God-Emperor.

There are more and more demons of all kinds, and the scene becomes lively.

There were demons looking at it lustfully; there were demons holding people's heads to encourage the banshee; there were demons slashing and killing, and the screen was covered with blood.

It’s just a chaotic dance of demons!

As the emotions in the picture became more and more intense, the demons actually looked at the people outside the picture, as if they had discovered them.

Are these ghosts really conscious?

This scene seems very impressive.

Bang!

Half of the pixel mechanical screen was blown off, and the screen instantly darkened.

"Phew, it's finally over..."

Ron put the smoking Yabaku pistol back into his waist and wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.

It's so scary.

How heretical and blasphemous is it to play the passionate blockbusters of the God-Emperor in reality.

If the God-Emperor discovers that he did this, he will have to force Kabuto with his powerful psychic powers.

This matter must be kept secret!

But before Ron could react, the pixel screen suddenly lit up again.

It’s not over, right?

Bang bang bang!

Ron was a little annoyed, and he fired repeatedly until the explosive bombs blew the entire pixel mechanical screen into pieces.

But it's still not over.

Zhi——

The voltage in the laboratory became unstable and the lights dimmed.

Sparks flickered in those densely packed pipelines, and a faint purple-black smoke wrapped around the pipelines and spread quickly.

Looking towards the end of the pipeline, the mechanical host in the center of the laboratory has long been wrapped in thick chaos energy.

It is running wildly, constantly outputting chaotic information.

Fortunately, this mechanical host is not connected to the Internet, and the impact is limited to this laboratory.

If the host is put into use and linked to various institutions and industrial areas in Wangting District, it can output chaotic information to the entire Wangting District in a very short time.

That would turn into a huge disaster.

"Destroy the host immediately!"

Seeing this, Ron made an immediate decision and asked Carter and other guards to destroy the host.

After accepting the order, Carter and other guards quickly walked to the mechanical host, raised their bolt guns and fired.

Bang——

Several bolters fired at the same time, the muzzles flashed, and bullets poured into the main machine like a tide.

By the time one round of shooting was completed, the mechanical host had turned into scrap and stopped functioning.

But even so, Ron was still worried:

"Abandon the Internet experiment, everyone evacuate here, and conduct high-temperature cleaning of this laboratory!"

Ron and others withdrew, and the high-temperature cleaning team was ordered to completely burn down the entire laboratory.

The cleaning team carefully inspected the ashes and confirmed that there were no traces of chaos before spraying holy water and pouring concrete to completely seal the laboratory.

After the cleaning team sealed the laboratory, they nailed a warning sign on the door saying "No Demons".

The cleaning date and periodic review time are listed on the sign, which emphasizes caution.

The cleaning team was newly formed by Ron. In addition to the cleaning staff, there were also chaplains accompanying the team.

Specialized in handling the aftermath of pollution incidents, including high-temperature floor washing and dust removal.

The current cleaning team's business capabilities are a bit rough, but they are specialized in the field. As long as they work hard to study relevant technologies, I believe they will become more and more professional in the future.

The cleaning team left after reporting their work.

Ron looked at the completely sealed laboratory in front of him, feeling a little disappointed.

His internet plan failed.

It seems that the technology of the human 3K era cannot resist the erosion of chaotic energy at all.

No wonder the mechanics of the Adeptus Mechanicus are so cautious about new technologies.

To the point of blocking knowledge, implementing a high-pressure policy on any independent scientific and technological research, and strictly prohibiting people outside the Mechanicus from conducting scientific experiments without authorization.

Allowing a flawed technology susceptible to Chaos corruption to be produced on a large scale would undoubtedly cause great harm to the Imperium.

They will study, translate, and debate a proven technology for centuries before finally turning it into a useful product.

There are even some complex religious rituals performed on the machinery during the production process.

It's all about stability.

Ron let out a long sigh. It's too difficult to invent and innovate in this damn Warhammer 40K.

Boom!

An unknown explosion came. The violent explosion caused the ground in the Wangting District to shake slightly, and the spreading shock wave caused the glass in its direction to shatter.

At the same time, Ron's psychic sense could sense that there was a large amount of subspace energy leaking out.

Damn it!

What's happening here?

Did he really slip up and expose the location of the planet Urth, allowing the Chaos Demon to find and invade it?

Ron felt guilty for a moment.

He looked towards the direction of the explosion, which was the newly built mechanical workshop of the Mechanicum.

The owner of that mechanical workshop is none other than Sally Kaul, the newly promoted technical priest in the Wangting District.

Thinking of the fine traditions of the Sally family, Ron had a bad feeling in his heart.

That guy Kaur won't play bigger than himself, right?