This is our Warhammer journey

Chapter 50: Fixing the World Starts with Fixing the Ship

"Your will, my lord."

Captain Aurora became increasingly surprised.

The machine soul of this ship - Dawn - has always been extremely aloof. How could it respond so proactively? It's good enough that it doesn't get angry when facing the name change. How could it look like this?

With surprise in her heart, Aurora led Romulus and his party to the bridge full of Mechanicus style under the guidance of the servants.

"Sir, here are the agent materials for various positions on the ship, as well as their work history. Please see if any adjustments are needed."

Inviting the Emperor's Angels to the seats of honor, Captain Aurora handed over a detailed list with a slight uneasiness in her eyes.

Romulus took the materials, and his superhuman memory quickly recorded the information as he turned the pages much faster than an ordinary person.

"No need. Your position remains the same. However, please provide me with detailed information on the warship's functions and supporting personal information."

Romulus spoke.

He has just come on board, so he won't mess up the positions that others are doing well.

"Understood, my lord."

Captain Aurora breathed a sigh of relief.

Although it seems that the Angel does intend to interfere in the personnel affairs of the battleship, it would be great if he is willing to learn more about the details.

"But I need to make some demands."

"Please, my Lord."

The captain's response was less nervous and more confident.

“We will definitely get it done.”

The change in ownership of the warship will lead to changes in the ship system, and Aurora has made mental preparations.

"Well, first of all, our Chapter will make new regulations on the diet of the crew members on the battleship. Here is the list. The Chapter will also install a new food production module on the battleship, and we can let the Mechanical Priest verify its feasibility together."

Romulus handed over a form that he had prepared long ago.

"Secondly, the Chapter will distribute a drug that can cure most occupational diseases associated with void navigation. This can be submitted to the medical department for safety assessment beforehand and must be distributed to everyone."

Aurora carefully looked at the classification on the form. It was noted that the high-concentration nutrient solution was reprocessed through the conversion module.

She knew that the Empire had food conversion technology that could transform corpse starch or nutrient solution into various foods that tasted exactly like the real thing.

But such technology is very expensive, and even a module for a single person can be priced sky-high.

The real nobles have plenty of organic food to enjoy. They can just buy living things to eat whatever they want. The rest of the common people cannot be picky and are thankful to be able to eat unexpired nutrient solution.

At most, some senior naval officers would try to get it, so it could not be promoted in the empire at all.

Another thing is the Void occupational disease, which to be honest is also unnecessary for the Empire.

Senior military officers have a special medical department to provide comprehensive medical care. The lives of slaves and technicians are not worth much. Every time they pass through a starport, there are at least hundreds of millions of them in stock.

Instead of worrying about this, it would be better to worry about whether the defense forces are well-equipped when they rebel next time.

"Thank you for your kindness, my lord!"

Aurora looked at the requirements on the paper and couldn't help but feel happy for those low-level technicians.

This isn't a request; it's a benefit.

Aurora was of course happy. If the lower-level workers had a better life, they would naturally not think of rebelling, and managers like them would naturally not have to do extra work.

Every time these people rebelled, especially in the warp, almost the entire ship was terrified.

"Well, please send someone special. The equipment is in the cargo plane. Our soldiers will accompany them in transportation, placement and distribution." Romulus raised his hand to signal, and two Space Marines walked out of the team behind him.

"clear."

Aurora immediately sent relevant personnel to accompany them.

Fortunately, the sages of the Mechanicus usually pay attention to efficiency, and they are very adaptable to this rhythm.

"The next step is the requirements."

Romulus took out another document that was written in considerable detail.

"I hope you can organize a group of workers to designate areas for the construction of churches to spread the state religion. The design drawings are included. You can modify them based on actual conditions, but you must ensure that each area can perform its proper function."

This was something Romulus had thought of a long time ago. He had previously looked through a lot of imperial information and drawn up different plans.

However, after inspecting the fleets of the Sharknado and the Mechanicus successively, Romulus finally chose a conservative plan and confirmed the prototype of the church school, which should be able to operate stably with the supervision of nuns.

After all, the Empire is definitely unreliable. It can be seen from the Age of Apostasy that Terra's ability to mobilize the grassroots is not as good as that of the state religion.

As for the matter of faith, according to Ramses, if you dared to mention the state religion ten thousand years ago, you would be dead, because the emperor could really drive the fleet offline to bring those monsters to light.

But it's 40k now, the Emperor is welded to the toilet and can't get down. The state religion is the only way the Emperor can protect humanity. If you still believe in the Imperial Truth, then you're crazy.

Aurora took the design drawing and marveled at the design of the church. Then she noticed the welfare of the workers and was amazed.

"Also, from now on, the supply of servitor materials will be handed over to us. No servitor modifications will be allowed without our consent."

It seems that these adults care about mortals.

"I understand, my lord."

Aurora felt it necessary to pass on this signal, lest some idiots who couldn't see the current situation mess up the angel's request.

"The Grand Sister will accompany us."

Romulus then addressed Arabella.

"Sister Arabella, I hope the sisters of the congregation can count the children under the age of 12 on the ship, then set up a parish cafeteria so that these children can eat regularly and spread the faith of the state religion."

The Empire's infrastructure level and efficiency are very high, especially the ships of the Mechanicus. As long as there are enough raw materials, it is more than enough to make major changes to an area in one day.

This strange country is always in a state of being both advanced and backward.

"Yes, my lord."

Arabella understood that they could not provide much help in the battle, and they had to help the saints deal with these details.

"I will prepare it myself. Please follow me, Her Excellency the Grand Sister."

Aurora then took her leave and invited Sister Arabella to leave with her.

Romulus then dismissed officials at all levels and went to the lobby of the bridge with Ramses.

From here, you can survey the entire galaxy through the bridge, and looking down, you can see the tired but still slowly moving people in the surveillance.

Romulus certainly had the idea of improving the environment of this battleship. After all, the average working time of the empire was that of the colonial era, which would be awesome for the British.

However, he did not make any detailed understanding, so he would not rashly change the ecological structure of the entire ship. He could only try to improve the living standards of the entire ship first.

Of course, even if he had to face various difficulties after the investigation, Romulus would not give up.

Because he is well aware of the truth that "if you can't even clean up your own house, how can you clean up the world?"

If ten thousand people can't even manage a Tyrant-class cruiser, they'd better forget about managing a planet or an empire in the future.

(End of this chapter)