Warhammer: From Planetary Governor

Lower nest area, Hard-14 residential area.

In the small bedroom, the gentle sunlight shines in through the iron window without any cover.

But that's not real sunlight, it's the light from a mechanical sunlamp.

The mechanical sun lamp will provide basic lighting for some places in the lower nest area that are inaccessible to sunlight when the sun rises.

But in order to save energy, the solar lamps are basically adjusted to a dim and undetectable level.

Under such dim light, the lower nest always remains dark and damp.

Today, those lights are so bright that people think they are real sunlight.

The "sunlight" shines onto the head of the bed, and the slightly dazzling sunlight makes the middle-aged woman on the bed wake up suddenly.

She is Isila, an ordinary worker at the Second Synthetic Food Factory in District D155 of Lower Nest.

Isila woke up from her sleep, feeling uneasy in her heart, and her eyes quickly turned to the mechanical clock in the room.

The time is already 7:30.

No, she missed the train to the factory!

A look of horror appeared on Isila's face, and the fear deep in her heart spread quietly.

Why didn't the mechanical horn in the community sound? Or was it because I was too asleep to hear it?

For workers, arriving at the factory on time for work is a matter of life and death.

Once you are late, more than half of your food quota for the week will be deducted.

In a state of hunger, it will be more difficult for workers to achieve the specified work goals, and the food quota will become smaller.

In this way, a series of vicious cycles caused by tardiness will plunge the entire family into the abyss.

What’s even more frightening is that according to the royal decree, once a worker is late or slows down twice, it will be recorded.

Those lists are sent to suppression forces.

On execution day, the people on the picket line will randomly select the people on the list for execution!

Isira imagined the dire consequences.

She suddenly remembered that she was late once three years ago, and now this was the second time.

You will be recorded on the execution list!

For a moment, Isila was surrounded by deep despair.

There are children at home who need to be raised. If she dies, the children will never survive...

what to do?

In a panic, Isila saw the yellowed book beside the bed.

The book had been read countless times, and the paper had become fragile and brittle, but you could tell that it had been carefully maintained by its owner.

The cover of the book is all black without any logo, but the workers all know that it is the Holy Scripture of Salvation.

Isila was a little stunned: "Why is the Holy Scripture here?"

Under normal circumstances, the holy scriptures will be carefully hidden. If they are discovered by people who suppress the troops, it will be over.

Looking at the Holy Book of Redemption, she seemed to have thought of something, and her panic calmed down.

While still feeling frightened, Isila felt funny about her stupid behavior just now:

"I'm really confused, the holy scriptures no longer need to be hidden...

She sat up, ran her rough, scarred hands over the holy scriptures, and softly recited prayers in praise of the Great Being.

By the time the prayer was over, Isila was no longer afraid because the Savior would protect her.

The panicked behavior just now was just a shadow of the past.

Now, the light has come, the tyrant died on the throne, and the frightening execution list no longer exists.

Those days shrouded in fear are finally a thing of the past.

What's more, she doesn't have to go to work today.

An unprecedented day off, something she had never dared to think about before.

Isila got off the bed, avoided the crowded bed, and gently took out a package of synthetic food from the storage box.

Pour it into a simple heater and cook.

These foods were distributed yesterday.

The free food was enough to fill her and the children's stomachs for several days.

The savior is so good...

She thought as she cooked the food.

"Mother!"

Sleeping children are awakened by the smell of synthetic food.

His eyes were shining, staring intently at the mess cooking in the heating container.

After a while, Isila poured the cooked paste into iron containers, divided it, and placed it on the small dining table.

The child had already sat down at the dining table and started drooling while looking at the food on the table.

He obviously wanted to eat, but he still sat upright without making any movement.

Because before the meal, there is an important ceremony.

Soon, Isila prayed with the children, thanking the Savior for giving them food.

The prayer ends and the child grabs a spoon and prepares to enjoy the meal.

Bang——

The sudden explosion frightened the children.

He subconsciously covered his mouth with his small hands, not daring to make any noise, and his body kept shaking out of fear.

Isila immediately stepped forward to hug the child, with unconcealable fear in her eyes.

For people, such a sudden explosion is the most frightening thing.

That means the carnage is coming.

Eight years ago, Isila's husband died at the hands of the terrifying bloodthirsty warriors created by the tyrant during a crackdown.

It was a brutal massacre.

Fortunately, the great saint Fran took action, killing several bloodthirsty warriors and saving many people.

She still had her unborn child, who was lucky to survive.

More roars came.

The child became even more frightened. Isila was stunned for a moment, but then relaxed.

She touched the child's head and comforted her:

"That's the sound of a salute. We are safe and nothing will happen..."

Isila suddenly remembered that the community manager informed everyone yesterday that a salute would be fired today, so everyone should not panic.

Soon, the mother and son regained their composure and concentrated on enjoying the hard-won food.

Gradually, it became noisy outside, and melodious hymns came into the room.

After enjoying the food, Isila put on the child a shabby coat that was obviously one size larger and was cleanly washed.

The child was a little scared and looked at his mother: "Are we going out?"

He is obviously afraid of the outside world, which is caused by the education he received since childhood.

After a tyrant demolishes a school, children have nowhere to go.

But the outside world is too dangerous, so workers choose to lock their children at home and prevent them from going outdoors.

He also often scares them and exaggerates the horrors of the outside world to prevent them from running around naughtily.

In fact, what the workers did was not wrong, because too many children died in the chaos outside.

Even adults are often shot or trampled to death for being involved in the crackdown, let alone children who are unable to defend themselves.

Isila’s children obey their mother’s instructions and never run around.

But now his mother told him that he could go outside.

The child frowned, wondering: "Isn't it dangerous outside?"

"That was before. Now with the blessing of the Savior, there is no danger outside."

Isila knelt down and helped the child tidy up his coat:

"Didn't I tell you yesterday that today we would go to the community square to pray to the Savior..."

She was sorting it out and said:

“In the future, you will have to go outside often.

I heard from the officials outside that the Savior will build a school for us when the time comes.

Especially gifted children can receive the gift of the Savior and study in colleges in the Holy Land! "

When the child heard this word, his eyes shone: "Holy Land, can we really go to Holy Land?"

His mother often read to him the contents of the Holy Scriptures, so he knew the existence of the Holy Land.

It was a sacred place, a pure land like a paradise garden.

People bathed in the warm sunshine and breathed the fresh air.

There is an endless supply of food and abundant resources, and its fertility and wealth even surpass the upper nest where Emperor Matila lived.

Only those believers recognized by the Savior are lucky enough to step into this holy land.

Enjoy the peace and harmony there.

In fact, it is the nest on the planet Erth.

Over the years, Shangchao, or the Holy Land, has been continuously expanding and building.

Although it is not as exaggerated as what is said in the holy scriptures, it is almost the same.

After taking control of the star sector, with the supply of resources from the entire star sector, the Holy Land will be built to be even better.

Isila smiled and nodded, her eyes full of longing. She also longed for the legendary holy land.

It's a pity that people like her don't have the chance to go there.

Unless his children can go to that academy.

Isila looked at the child, full of expectation:

"That's what the officer said, and it's also recorded in the holy book. If you work hard, you might be able to go somewhere!"

After arranging her clothes, Isila took out a savior's cross pendant and hung it around the child's neck.

She also has a similar pendant around her neck.

After getting ready, Isila took the child and walked out of the house.

After passing the long passage and elevator, they finally walked out of the community building where hundreds of thousands of people lived.

The moment Isila stepped out of the passage, her vision suddenly opened up, and the noisy atmosphere rushed towards her face.

The noise of the crowd laughing and singing was so beautiful.

Colorful flags and portraits of the Savior were hung everywhere on the streets, creating an atmosphere of celebration.

The streets were crowded with people.

People no longer looked timid, and their faces were full of smiles.

The restraint and inhibitions of the past were gone.

Isila looked at all this and stood there in a daze, with tears in her eyes.

Is this the world the savior promised?

She felt that the world in front of her was so bright, and she could see things that she could not see clearly before.

Isila's eyes were looking into the distance, and she could see the community several floors above.

There are also many people on the streets there.

This was the first time that she could clearly see the living environment around her. In the past, it was all dark.

Now she knew that people lived there too.

In fact, there are hundreds of floors of community buildings above and below Isila. These communities are home to at least one billion people.

The managers of this area carried out the orders of the officials of the celebration preparatory committee and specially adjusted the power of the sun lamps.

To ensure that there is sufficient light source today so that today's ceremony can go smoothly.

Accompanied by the sacred bells, Isila led the child towards the square in the center of the community.

They will pray there and witness a sacred moment.

25.M42, September 15th, today, is a great day in the history of Matila.

The great and benevolent savior descended from the sky and completely rescued the suffering people on this planet from the hands of the tyrant. ‘

Today he will accept the allegiance of this planet and its people.

Even hundreds of years later, the surviving veterans of the war still remember the grand occasion of this day.

Recalling the heroic appearance of the great savior and the smiles on people's faces at that time...

People call this day: Matila Return Day.

According to the interpretation of the "Sacred Scripture of Redemption", every time the Savior liberates a world, a day of return will be established.

To celebrate the coming days of freedom, peace and happiness.

The light of the Savior drives away suffering.

With grateful hearts, on that day and every day to come, men should offer their sole and unreserved loyalty to the Savior.

Every year in the future, the same celebration will be held on the same day to celebrate the Homecoming Day.

On this day, people do not need to work, can get free food, and are completely immersed in the grand celebration.

The only thing people have to do is to express their gratitude and blessings to the great and merciful Savior.

Boom boom boom——

9999 salutes were fired at the same time.

Dozens of fighter squadrons flew over the Throne Square, throwing streamers at the crowd below.

On the throne square, colorful flags were flying, and hundreds of meters long portraits of the Savior were hung on airships everywhere.

In the middle of the square is a ceremony platform dozens of meters high.

There were circles of people around the podium.

The most recent link is Bayev, Carter, Kaul, Ari, Case, Duke, Prue and other core senior leaders.

Then came the Void Angels, War Angels, Battle Sister warriors, and the commanders of the naval fleet and the Storm Army.

Next are the remaining nobles of Matila, most of whom secretly believe in the Savior and secretly support the resistance.

Therefore, they still exist in the power structure after the war.

All they can do is adapt to the new environment and completely obey the arrangements and leadership of the Savior.

Next to the aristocratic team, there were high-level rebels from various places headed by Brown. They came from all over and gathered together.

On the podium, Bishop Doni guided people to pray, praying to the golden sun and the Savior.

All this will be broadcast live in real time and spread to imaging equipment all over the planet.

After the blessing ceremony was over, the crowd became quiet and quietly waited for the arrival of the savior.

Under the podium, Ron was making final preparations. This time he was not wearing the golden power armor.

Instead, he wore a complicated and gorgeous dark golden robe.

This is an important moment.

He will announce Matila's return later and then officially take over the position of District Governor.

Of course, it was all a bit rushed, but there was nothing we could do about it.

Ron needs to make complete changes to the entire power structure and management methods of Matila and integrate them into his own governance structure.

There are too many things to do, countless things to do, and time is precious.

Only by officially taking over the position of District Governor can he have enough reasons and legal principles to promote these changes.

And it can extend its tentacles to the entire star area.

"Lord Savior, it's time for you to show up..."

Linda, the head maid, came over and reminded her gently.

Ron nodded slightly, stood up and walked along the stairs into the elevator. Then the elevator slowly rose and took him to the ceremony platform.

Having experienced many such occasions, he has become very proficient at it. In the foreseeable future, he will experience more such occasions.

Ron slowly raised his head and looked at the endless crowd.

In the silence, the complex machinery under the ceremonial stage slowly started up, emitting a low and powerful buzz.

As the machinery operates, beams of light shoot from the ground to the sky, gradually converging into a huge virtual image of the savior nearly a kilometer high.

This image is so majestic, it seems like a miracle has come.

Even from dozens of kilometers away, the virtual image is clearly visible.

It overlooks the crowd below, and its majestic posture and stunning visual effects make people feel awe!

The crowd held their breath and looked up at the great existence that suddenly appeared.

This... is their savior!

Suddenly, a voice came from the huge virtual image of the savior, full of majesty:

"The suffering is over, rejoice, people of Matila..."

After a moment of tranquility——

The crowd roared, and people shouted for the savior, devoting all their enthusiasm to it.

The huge virtual image of the savior turned and scanned the people in the square, and the cheers became louder.

Meanwhile, the same images spread across the planet.

The planet is boiling!

On the podium, Ron's ears were filled with sounds from all directions, wave after wave, as if he could hear the cheers of the entire planet.

He could feel people's emotions so strongly.

This planet and the more than 80 billion humans living on it are offering him gratitude and loyalty.

The power of that emotion is so powerful, it comes from every corner and every heart.

In the end, it converged into an indescribable resonance and a connection deep in the soul.

At the same time, Ron could feel that the little sun's energy was gradually increasing and its size was further expanding.

He... will gain the most powerful force of hope in history!