Warhammer: From Planetary Governor

Ontology...

Ron sighed: "I almost forgot, I'm still squatting in the black stone toilet."

During this time, he has been controlling the clone's activities outside.

The real body is trapped in the Black Stone Throne.

Now that the demon has been eliminated, the pressure on the throne has been greatly reduced, and he can get up at any time.

The problem is, Ron can't do that.

Once he comes out, the Blackstone Gate will be closed, making it more likely that he will lose control.

But if we don’t come out, how can we get to Macragge?

No, after he came out, no one controlled the Blackstone Gate, and there was no way to go to Macragge.

"Good guy, it's an endless loop!"

Ron was a little irritable, troubles came one after another.

How wonderful it would be if the world remained peaceful without those messy chaotic things.

He can become a drunken earth emperor.

He flipped through the progress documents of the Blackstone Throne improvement plan and found that the progress of the plan was impressive.

I have been stuck in media technology for half a year.

If this continues, he may miss Guilliman's revival battle, causing the situation to get out of control.

What's even worse is that in the future, he will have to squat in the Blackstone Throne for a long time and act as a human traffic control system.

It has to be said that the God Emperor was really willing to spare his efforts back then.

The good lord of mankind was wrong and handed over his political power and legions to his subordinates, and secluded himself underground to create a golden throne.

A high-speed channel command system that voluntarily transforms into a human being.

He is simply the ultimate saint of mankind...

Ron couldn't do it anyway.

His body has been carried in the Black Stone Throne for more than two years, and he is extremely eager to see the light of day again.

Have a good wave.

After all, no matter how good the cloned body is, it is not a real body and is almost like a consciousness-controlled robot.

"Time waits for no one, we must speed up the research on improvement plans!"

Ron gave the order.

Let the relevant research institutes temporarily put aside other projects and devote all their energy to the Blackstone Throne improvement plan.

However, at such a critical moment, the person in charge of the project was missing.

Ron grabbed a technical priest and gritted his teeth: "Where is the man? Where did the black-hearted oil guy go?"

The bald tech-priest trembled with fear:

"Sage... Master Sage went out to find inspiration, and together with those green-skinned aliens..."

It turns out that Caul, the oil guy, got together with the green tech master and somehow managed to get to the depths of the Webway.

Fortunately, Ron controls the green-skinned network and can remotely command the green-skinned orcs.

Otherwise, given the complexity of the network and communication interference, it would be difficult to find someone in a short time.

Soon, the greenskins captured Caul.

It is said that Caul led the green-skinned tech masters to a certain ruins of the Webway, planning to establish a fuel drink brewing base.

The environment there is more suitable for the fermentation of fuel drinks.

In addition, they also did a lot of ridiculous things and made the local chaos monsters depressed.

They fled almost in droves, causing a lot of chaos in the construction work.

Ron laughed angrily after receiving the report.

Immediately ordered Caul and his friends, the green-skinned tech masters, to be locked up in the mechanical black room.

You are not allowed to come out until the throne improvement plan is completed.

After that, he also found someone to evaluate the behavioral patterns and mental state of some green-skinned tech masters.

It's not that Ron can't trust those green-skinned tech masters, but he's worried that Caul, the black-hearted mechanic guy, will corrupt them!

…

subspace.

The energy of chaos surged.

The radiance of the golden sun still envelopes this place, and the sacred light is so reassuring.

“I have to say, it’s great to have my thighs to hug me!”

Ron's consciousness was possessed by the little sun. Looking at this scene, he couldn't help but sigh.

Click——

The space in front of Little Sun twisted and cracked, and several mechanical conduits came in, greedily absorbing energy.

Now there are more than a dozen mechanical conduits surrounding the little sun and the golden sun.

Especially next to the golden sun, there is an oversized mechanical conduit sucking fiercely.

The mechanical conduit is connected to the secret base, absorbing the energy of the God Emperor and using it to create sacred ashes bombs.

As the mechanical conduit moved, the little sun suddenly vibrated violently and bounced left and right, as if struggling.

The golden sun noticed something strange, and the energy tide spread stronger.

He sent out a spiritual wave and asked what was going on.

Soon, Little Sun responded: "I'm sorry, Mr. God Emperor, I can't squat with you anymore..."

? ? ?

The golden sun trembled, seeming to be gathering strength.

"No, it's Kabuto, the psychic monster!"

Seeing the changes in the golden sun, Ron felt a little regretful. He shouldn't have been so offended.

He quickly manipulated Little Sun to apologize and give in, and then told the God Emperor about the situation of the Black Stone Gate Network.

Currently, the Webway has fallen into Ron's control and is being gradually explored and constructed.

The Blackstone Throne improvement plan has also made a breakthrough.

Caul and the green-skinned tech masters spent several months in the mechanical black room and conquered the most critical media technology.

Now he is trying to separate his body from the Black Stone Throne.

That means that if this experiment succeeds, he can get out of that damn black stone toilet!

Just now I almost felt extremely happy and sad.

Bang——

The energy tide of the golden sun erupted like a volcano, releasing unparalleled terrifying power and making the surrounding space tremble.

This terrifying energy fluctuation even spread to distant unknown areas, causing ripples there.

It made those chaotic beings feel surprised.

For this reason, they even postponed some plans, and had to be more cautious when it came to the cursed ones.

Let’s wait and see first.

Hiss~

Looking at the golden sun that was shaking violently and continuously emitting energy, Ron was a little confused.

Is the old God Emperor too excited?

It is true that the withdrawal of the Web Channel is indeed exciting, but it is not that happy, right?

It was even more exciting than him.

Could it be that the Blackstone Throne improvement plan gave the God Emperor hope of getting out of trouble?

Just now, Ron packaged and sent the data of the Blackstone Throne improvement plan to the God Emperor through psychic messages.

At the same time, he vowed that if there is an opportunity in the future, he will help him out of trouble so that he can retire.

There is no way, that technology is relatively crude, and the prerequisite for its use is to destroy the demons attacking the entrance to the web channel first.

The tide of demons over the Golden Throne is simply endless, and he currently has no ability to stop it.

Soon, the golden sun returned to calm and remained motionless.

Ron controlled Little Sun and asked a few more questions, but didn't get any replies.

Why are you suddenly ignoring people again? I don’t understand, I really don’t understand...

"Forget it, let's ask him next time..."

Ron adjusted the position of the little sun.

Make it get closer to the mechanical conduit, and then happily go offline and return to the real world.

After he was offline for a while, the golden sun recovered again, and there was a hint of joy in the energy fluctuations.

In fact, what Ron didn't know was that the God-Emperor had just become a little autistic after being so excited.

That kid successfully secured the webway and is about to be free again.

This made this fierce man from heaven doubt his ability.

Soon, the golden sun calmed down and turned his sights to a certain galaxy, as if he was making some plans.

…

Blackstone Throne.

Violent arcs flashed, and a faint sound of tearing could be heard.

A figure struggled, and the thick arc of electricity was like a wild beast, slapping the surrounding alloy walls.

"I finally..." A hoarse growl echoed, and Ron struggled to pull his body out of the confinement of the throne:

"Free!"

He tore off the last psychic arc and stood up completely.

Boom——

The moment Ron left the throne, the black stone door shook violently.

At the same time, due to the changes in the Blackstone Gate, the psychic barrier outside the Webway became dim.

In the subspace, those shadows full of malice and madness seemed to be summoned.

They quickly gathered together, screaming and attacking the webway barrier, filling almost every corner with their figures.

Soon, a shadow broke through the barrier and attacked the exit of the Webway.

Waaaagh——

The shadows were held back by the Greenskin Legion.

But that's only temporary.

As more and more evil forces from the warp pour in, those greenskins cannot stop them.

"What the hell, is it so big?"

Inside the Blackstone Throne.

Ron also felt the surging evil aura. In just a few breaths, the network channel suffered countless malicious snoops and attacks.

This formation is so terrifying, almost like the end of the world.

He was so frightened that he almost sat back down and continued to suppress those ghosts.

Fortunately, he already had a plan to replace his original body.

Ron urged anxiously: "The greenskin can't hold it anymore, hurry up and put that thing in!"

"Don't rush me, what if I get nervous and get the wrong line!"

Kaul was busy with dozens of robotic arms, assembling and debugging the machinery, and organic oil slipped from the metal forehead from time to time.

He was obviously more nervous.

If something went wrong, he would have no choice but to ask the savior to sit back down again.

But at that time, the petty savior will definitely be angry.

I'm afraid they will lock him and his green-skinned brothers into that damn mechanical black room again!

"Omnisiah, the omniscient and omnipotent, please take care of your loyal followers. We must succeed!"

Kaul prayed in his heart, carefully inserted the last line into the Blackstone Throne, and gently flipped the switch.

He has made an appointment with the green brothers to hold a grand mechanical party.

At this critical moment, you must not be locked up in a mechanical dark room!

Buzz~

The Black Stone Throne vibrated slightly and flashed with arcs of electricity, but black smoke erupted the next second.

Then turn off the heat completely.

Sorry!

Seeing this scene, Ron almost didn't pull away. He and Call looked at each other in confusion.

Both of them looked like the end of the world was coming, and they both knew how terrible this thing was.

Ron swallowed and his voice trembled: "Do you think this thing will break?"

Kaur was also a little confused. He was stumbling as if engine oil had been poured on his head:

"Should...it shouldn't be possible. There's no reason why it would break?"

"Then try knocking it?"

"ah?"

Kaul didn't react.

However, Ron had already taken action. He went up and held a hammer in his hand, and punched twice.

Repair technology from the 3K era of mankind is used.

Zila~

With the hammering, the Blackstone Throne lit up again and began to operate.

Seeing this, Ron breathed a sigh of relief.

He patted Kaul on the shoulder and smiled: "Okay, wipe your sweat, the engine oil is dripping all over the floor."

"How can this be……"

Kaul murmured to himself, wiped his forehead casually, and lay down in front of the throne to inspect it.

He discovered that the two blows given by the Savior just restored the chaotic energy circuits of the throne to normal.

Even the wrong parts were placed in the correct position under the vibration and became a perfect fit.

At this moment, Kaul was filled with admiration: "The Savior, you still have something..."

Buzz~

The Black Stone Throne continues to extract psychic power.

The psychic arc flashed, and a large amount of psychic energy passed through the pipeline and was input into the Black Stone Throne.

The source of those pipelines comes from the black coffin-like mechanical creation next to the Black Stone Throne.

It was actually a special petri dish with a clone of Ron soaked in the liquid.

This clone has been specially debugged and has strong psychic transmission capabilities.

Can be used as a medium for psychic transmission.

Above the petri dish, there are several golden energy tubes connected, and a steady stream of small suns is input into the petri dish.

The energy of the little sun will be directed into the clone through the black coffin, and then the energy will be extracted by the throne again.

To maintain the stability of the Blackstone Gate.

This is Kaul's plan, to use the clone body to simulate the psychic state of the original body to achieve painless extraction.

"Good, it's stabilized!"

Ron could feel that the Blackstone Gate had returned to stability, just like before.

The psychic barrier on the periphery of the webway lit up again, driving away the endless shadows around it.

That means that the Blackstone Throne improvement plan has been initially achieved!

Of course, this alone is not enough.

Ron looked at Caul and ordered: "Let the little spirit take over the Blackstone Throne..."

The black coffin was also connected to Xiaoling's signal line, which allowed her to take over the operation and maintenance of the network channel.

The complex network traffic scheduling in the future will be left to her.

When the signal relay station and monitoring machinery are in place, Xiaoling can also monitor the entire network area.

Soon, Xiaoling took over the Blackstone Throne and successively converted the relevant operating modes to online.

To put it simply, it is an additional online system.

In the future, if you want to use the network channel, just log in to the relevant system page to apply for verification.

With her computing speed, she can also better open and close teleportation portals to avoid enemy intrusion.

In short, now he is completely free!

Ron walked out of the Black Stone Throne, raised his arms to bathe in the sunshine, and breathed in the fresh air.

On the platform, the breeze caused by the operation of the machinery blew his ragged robes, reflecting a skinny skeleton.

"Lord Savior!"

Linda, the head maid who came to greet him, almost fainted when she saw this scene.

"Oh, I've lost a little weight..."

After two years of torture by the black stone toilet, Ron's eyes were sunken, his flesh and blood had almost dried up, and only the skin was left to wrap his tall frame.

It looks a little scary.

Fortunately, he came out, otherwise he might have turned into a skeleton like the God Emperor.

But this damage is not a big problem for Ron, who has a little power over his life.

It will be fully restored soon.

…

half year later.

Black stone gate.

Countless ships shuttled in the light of the teleportation portal.

On the platform of the outer ring, people were busy.

They are either soldiers about to go to a distant civilized world, or workers loading and unloading cargo.

Among them were some travelers from far away places, all well dressed.

They are the nobles of various civilized worlds in the Goli Star Region.

They came to the Holy Land to meet their ruler, the great savior.

Today, the expedition team has successively found passages to various civilized worlds within the star region.

The territorial fleets set sail one after another, in the name of the Star Governor, to save and regain the civilized world from the invasion of darkness.

Then gradually transform them so that they can be completely bathed in the glory of the Great Savior.

At present, the territory has not yet come into contact with the world outside the sector.

According to the plan of the Ministry of Interior, only by completely unifying and integrating the star regions can we devote energy to outward development.

…

The Holy Land of Erth, the Sacred Hall.

It was a huge and gorgeous banquet hall, decorated with the rarest decorative materials in the galaxy.

In the center stands a statue of the Savior more than ten meters high.

"it is finally over!"

Ron, wearing a gorgeous divine robe, sat slumped on the throne in the center of the hall, listlessly.

It was a banquet that lasted about half a year.

Nobles from dozens of planets came to see him one after another to express their loyalty to the great savior.

What made him even more upset was that the expedition team had not yet found the teleportation channel to Macragge.

But that's understandable.

After all, there are hundreds of millions of planets in the Milky Way. Find the location of a planet among them.

It's extremely difficult.

Ron was once worried that he would miss the opportunity because he could not find the transmission channel.

Suddenly, the dataslate vibrated.

He grabbed the data pad and checked the information, with a smile on his face: "Found it!"