Warhammer: Beginning with Planetary Governors

Chapter 533 Savior: Emperor, I will give you a luxurious and exciting toilet experience!
Ron confidently gave the Emperor a guarantee, telling him that he could solve the problem of the Golden Throne.

The emperor was stunned when he heard this:

"You... can repair the Golden Throne?!"

The Golden Throne is one of the most magnificent and complex mechanical creations in the galaxy, and it is also an alien technological creation.

Mastery is difficult for humans to understand.

The Emperor was not only a leader, but also a powerful warrior and humanity's greatest scientist.

But at the beginning, he only understood the simple maintenance and startup, and under the pressure of the situation, he activated the throne.

Given the extent of the damage to the Golden Throne today, even if he could deliver the message, he would not be able to provide the technology to repair it.

The Emperor claimed to be the greatest scientist in human history, and he could hardly believe that there was a way to repair the Golden Throne.

Ron disagreed and was a little proud.

"That's natural..."

He waved his hand, as if to say something trivial:
"The technology of the Savior's Territory has made a new breakthrough. Repairing it is a piece of cake. I can even replace it with a new one for you. You can choose any style and customize it!"

After listening to this, the emperor leaned back on the black throne in silence.

"Are you okay?!"

Ron became worried again when he saw that the emperor didn't say anything.

If something really happens to this leader of mankind, it will be a big trouble. The vitality and good situation that mankind has just revived will be destroyed.

"I can hold on for a while."

The Emperor glanced at the Savior and spoke in a low voice.

The Lord of Mankind was just a little... sad and frustrated, and didn't really want to talk.

Ten thousand years ago, the Emperor's Great Crusade was successful and the Lord of the Human Empire began.

For the sake of that small piece of dilapidated webway, he completely abandoned the affairs of the empire and lived in seclusion in the palace, working hard to study the Golden Throne.

Before the plan could come to fruition, he was deserted by his friends and relatives due to various unexpected events and suffered a devastating defeat.

He himself was also severely injured and was bound to the Golden Throne.

It was extremely tragic.

However, starting as the governor of a savior planet on the galactic border, it wasn't long before he recovered planets and star regions, and even got a black stone gate for free, obtaining a complete webway building.

In comparison, this is simply a blast.

If that could be called lucky.

Now the Savior not only obtained the mouth-watering Comoros Webway, but also told him that the repair and construction of the Golden Throne is very simple?
It seemed a bit foolish that he reluctantly abandoned the affairs of the empire and hid in the palace to study hard.

The emperor had a vague feeling that he was a bit of a clown.

Perhaps, if a savior were to experience all this, he would do a better job than the emperor and would not let the empire fall into such a situation.

In fact, it is not that easy for the Savior Territory to study the Golden Throne, at least it is not stronger than the Emperor.

However, they have a scientific research system and have mastered too much alien technology.

Especially with the assistance of the huge computing power of the mechanical goddess Xiaoling.

Whether it is the richness of technology or the speed of research, the Emperor cannot compare to it.

What's more, the Savior infiltrated the Dark Eldar and obtained the technology to build the Black Throne.

Let the Black Machinery Great Sage and the Oil Man of the Savior's Territory fully understand the structure of the throne so that they can repair and build it.

After being depressed for a while, the emperor spoke again, but his tone was a little salty: "All matters concerning the Golden Throne will be left to you."

He added: "To prevent the worst from happening, you must continue to look for ways to kill me.

There may be an ancient artifact in the galaxy that can kill gods.

Although I have not yet truly become a god, only a divine weapon like that can stop me."

"I will take care of it and won't let you down."

Ron ignored the Emperor's stubbornness and nodded in agreement to the old man's request. There were too many high-level artifacts and relics left in the galaxy, and there were indeed legends that could kill gods.

Such as the Crone's Sword and so on.

In fact, he and the filial son Guilliman had already been looking for relevant artifacts just in case.

For the fate of mankind.

They had to do it.

Ron frowned as he looked at the tall body in front of him that was twitching slightly in pain.

Because of his own Webway plan, the Emperor sat on two toilets and became even more miserable under the torture of the throne.

Of course, the emperor was sitting there comfortably and willingly.

After all, the previous Golden Throne was basically in vain and almost no goals were achieved, but this time they got the entire Comoros City, the largest and most valuable Webway city in the galaxy.

It’s truly a huge profit!
For all this, he would be willing to sit on a few more toilets, let alone one.

"The Tech-Priest team of the Urs Mechanicum will arrive soon.

The restoration and renovation of the Golden Throne is extremely important. We will repair it later. The first thing to be repaired and renovated now is the Black Throne.

Gain experience for the restoration of the Golden Throne."

The restoration and renovation of the Golden Throne must be done with extreme caution. If any major problem arises during the restoration and causes the throne to explode, then it would be a disaster.

It would be safer to practice with the Black Throne first.

Ron said earnestly: "You have given too much to mankind. We will try our best to alleviate the pain brought by the throne and make you more comfortable.

Perhaps this is the only thing we can do.”

The emperor sat hunched over on the black throne and nodded.

He was too tired.

The conversation just now consumed too much energy, and there was no way to continue speaking psychically in the real universe.

But his expression was much more relaxed, and even a little relieved.

Regardless, the outcome of the Webway War in Comoros has been decided, and humanity has won.

Only simple management is needed later to make use of it.

This is the happiest and most comforting thing that has ever happened to the Lord of Humanity in ten thousand years, bar none.

Ron did not continue to disturb the emperor, but went down the stairs to a platform.

He summoned the Great Sage of Black Arms, Cawl.

The guy has already made preliminary repairs to the mechanical body, and his father's skull has been re-glued with rivets and the damaged parts have been replaced.

What was even more eye-catching was that there was a pure gold Imperial Sky Eagle of Honor inlaid with many runes on the skull.

For the Servo Skull, it is the crowning honor.

They participated in the battle to protect the Emperor, made outstanding contributions, and received special honors and rewards from the Imperial Guards.

That guy Kaur was very happy.

If he had the high-level soul witchcraft, he would have wanted to summon his father's soul and let the other party see how powerful the genius Kohl was.

He received honors that his family had never dared to imagine before.

"Have you prepared the plan for the transformation of the Black Throne?"

Ron glanced at the still-cocky Black Armor Great Sage and warned him seriously, "At this critical moment, you must not do anything weird."

He has boasted too much about himself. If the transformation of the Black Throne fails, it may cause more troublesome consequences.

Then he could confiscate all of Kaul's fuel and beverage factories and convert them into waste disposal plants.

"Goddess of Machinery, please stop insulting the genius Kaul's profession, especially when you don't understand the technology."

Kaur was a little mad.

What he couldn't stand most was someone questioning his technical level, even if the other person was a savior.

Ron said expressionlessly, "I don't understand technology, but I know how to approve budgets."

“You should know some technology.”

After hearing the words of the savior, Kaul became much more honest: "The transformation plan of the Black Throne has been prepared long ago, and the relevant mechanical facilities have been built and can be started at any time.

The restoration and renovation plan for the Golden Throne has also entered the preparation stage, and the restoration and renovation project will be officially launched about two Terran years later.

According to estimates, the Golden Throne can last at least another three to five Terran years.

We still have enough time to optimize the plan.”

"Then let's start the transformation immediately and deal with the Black Throne issue first to avoid any more complications.

As for the Golden Throne, arrange it as soon as possible." Ron gave the order.

The original renovation facilities of the Black Throne were prepared for him, the savior, and were sufficiently complete.

It can significantly reduce the pain caused by the throne, while also satisfying the level of comfort, integrating leisure and entertainment, toilet office and remote communication.

In short, it is extremely luxurious and powerful, just right for the emperor to use.

"By the way, I think I asked you to make a talking machine more than 60 years ago. Did you succeed in making it?"

Ron suddenly remembered that when he was bored more than 60 years ago, he had an idea to ask the Great Sage Black Machine to make him a psychic speaker.

He said that if he sat on the toilet in the future, he would be able to talk to people, and that it might even be available to the emperor in the future.

Because after sitting on the throne, the psychic power formed is extremely huge, and every move may cause harm.

Even simple speaking can cause psychic sonic boom damage.

That is why the Emperor has remained silent.

He can communicate with the outside world, but it is difficult for him to find someone with whom he can communicate because the other party cannot withstand the high-intensity psychic shock.

People like Ron who also possess powerful psychic powers are not greatly affected, but other lives can hardly withstand it.

Even Guilliman felt as if his brain was blown by a sandstorm when he was communicating with the Emperor.

If it were an ordinary Space Marine, he would probably be brain dead, not to mention the officials of the Empire. A large number of people would be shocked to death if they held a meeting.

If we can really create a psychic speaker, wouldn't it allow the emperor to communicate smoothly with the outside world and also transmit messages remotely, which is very convenient.

“You did give the genius Kaul a related casting task, and I have successfully completed it, but you said it was unlucky and asked me to put it on hold.

The artifact is currently in...the private warehouse of Warehouse No. 13 on Forge World No. ."

Data flashed in Kohl Electronics' eyes as it retrieved relevant information.

He gave the Savior his final reply: "I have sent a message to the personal warehouse. The Savior speaker will be delivered before the restoration and transformation of the Black Throne is completed."

Ron frowned:
"Ah, what an unlucky name. From now on, it will be called the Emperor's Speech Machine. You can adjust it and see if it can be used by the Emperor himself."

"Your request can be met. All that is required is to adjust the data and replace the valves with more resistant ones so that it can adapt to the psychic power of the Great Emperor."

Kaur quickly gave an answer.

Now the technology in the Savior's Territory is sufficient to build a throne and put a speaker on the throne.

It was so easy.

Ron looked at the Black Armor Great Sage and smiled with satisfaction:

"Then it's settled. You guys should renovate the black throne and install the Emperor's speaker on it, so that the Emperor can enjoy the luxurious experience of using the throne!"

Soon, several transport boats delivered the relevant transformation facilities and parts to the throne platform.

The Great Sage of Black Machinery led dozens of Mechanical Sages and began to transform the Black Throne with a clanging sound, installing new components, external devices, and so on one after another.

Ron was on site to supervise and guard the entire time to prevent any accidents from happening.

When certain important facilities were being installed, he had to work with the Emperor to support the throne with psychic energy in order to maintain the stability of this magnificent machine.

Gradually, a magnificent mechanical palace surrounding the black throne was built.

Inside the throne palace.

"I...have never felt so relaxed..."

The emperor sat on the velvet-covered throne, his expression much more relaxed than before, and he even smiled.

Of course, he was referring to the feeling of this cloned body, the pain brought by the Golden Throne and faith still existed.

Due to the adjustment of the throne energy valve, the originally powerful force is diverted to reduce the impact on the body.

This would allow the Emperor's cloned body to remain comfortable at all times, concentrating energy only when needed.

More importantly, after being equipped with the speaker, this Lord of Humanity was able to communicate with the outside world.

Unlike before, when you had to prepare for a long time just to convey a little information, it was very hard.

Just now, he pulled in the White Scar Primarch, the Imperial Guards and other Imperial warriors and gave them a hearty scolding.

Over the past ten thousand years, he had been watching all the activities of the Primarch and the Imperial Guards.

Especially after the throne was connected to the psychic network, he obtained many historical details of past events, and many things seemed extremely stupid to him.

The old Emperor has endured for too long, and now with the Emperor's Speaker installed, he finally has the opportunity to speak without restraint.

Naturally I have to criticize

The scolding and trash talk made the White Scar Primarch and the Imperial Guards retreat step by step, staggering and kneeling on the ground crying.

Ron listened to the majestic and high-intensity trash talk that erupted from the Emperor's speaker, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

He took two steps back and sighed in his heart: "I finally know who those primarchs and high-ranking warriors learned their trash talk from..."

It turns out that the Emperor is the true master of trash talking.

It is a must-learn lesson for a strong warrior, which can attack the opponent's psychology, strengthen the opponent's momentum, and even turn defeat into victory.

The Genetic Warrior Academy in the Savior Territory also specially opened relevant elective courses.

After the Khan and the imperial guards supported each other and staggered out of the throne palace, the emperor's emotions calmed down.

It was just an outburst of suppressed emotions.

Anyone who is stuck in the subspace for 10,000 years, barely able to talk or communicate with anyone, will go crazy.

Someone like the Emperor is considered to have very strong endurance.

Ron enthusiastically introduced the various facilities of the throne palace to the emperor, including a throne with multiple functions that could be freely adjusted in height, curvature, heating, etc.

It also includes complete psychic network facilities, virtual projection and food storage devices, as well as a full set of kitchen utensils and a flush toilet.

The emperor felt somewhat puzzled as he watched a golden toilet slowly extend from the side to under his buttocks, accompanied by cute words urging him to cheer up.

Because at his level, there is no need to excrete at all, and the organs in the body are sufficient to digest all material nutrients.

Nourishing~
In the cheerful atmosphere, a small stream of water splashed towards the armor on the emperor's buttocks.

He looked at the savior and his face turned a little dark.

“Experience…”

Ron looked at the Emperor, laughed dryly and explained: "The point of our Black Throne transformation plan is to let you experience being a human being!"

He was not too surprised, as this was a feature of the Savior's territory design.

Then, he handed over the data tablet:

"Xiao Ling has registered a Lingwang account for you, and it is a high-authority account.

You can see the appearance and news of many areas of the empire through the spiritual network, and you can also communicate with some entities on the Internet.

But I suggest you try to communicate with a virtual account, and don’t reveal your real identity to avoid causing confusion.”

"Now that you are the ruler of the empire, an old man like me will not interfere with the operation of the new regime and order, unless the battlefield requires my blessing.

In the name of your savior, of course."

The Emperor had already considered these matters.

He hated endless faith, and could not bear the pain and the terrifying danger of becoming a god.

From now on, when he bestows blessings, he will do so in the image of a savior, guiding faith to focus on the little sun in order to reduce the risk of the sacred sun turning black and exploding.

As for what will happen to the savior in the future, we will talk about it later.

Ron also agreed with this method. After all, slowing down the emperor's inflated faith was the top priority now, and other things had to take second place.

More sacred towers are also under construction.

The Emperor took the data tablet and started to fiddle with it. As a once powerful scientist of mankind, he immediately mastered the operation and gameplay of the relevant platform.

Then he happily chatted with Xiao Ling on Lingwang, and casually posted a long article criticizing the Imperial Regent Guilliman's famous toilet paper book "Astartes" on a forum where high-level managers gathered.

It can be regarded as a mockery and repeated scourge of Lao Ji.

Ron looked at the unscrupulous emperor in a vest, and the corners of his mouth twitched.

But he can understand it.

After all, before the Emperor decided to save humanity and become the Lord of Mankind, he was also a bohemian prodigal, a painter, and a special worker on the streets of Rome.

The current situation is a partial return of humanity, which is a good thing.

Anyway, with Xiao Ling by his side, the emperor can have fun as he pleases.

Ron also introduced some other facilities of the throne palace to the emperor, including the miniature garden, health room, simulated leisure room, etc.

After the transformation, he was able to carry the cables and move around the throne, using these facilities to take a good rest.

When Ron introduced the new area, the lights in the throne room suddenly turned pink, and a joyful atmosphere filled the air...

(End of this chapter)