Warhammer: Just unified the Empire, you said it was 40K

Chapter 42 Oh, you actually harbored Chaos, what should I do?

Chapter 42 Oh, you actually harbored Chaos, what should I do?
Gamma Ideal City.

Looking down from the sky, it looks like a huge casting world.

Even Vulgan had to admit it.

The construction of this planet is perfect, combining engineering and aesthetic art.

"Your Excellency the Governor, and this gentleman, please board our space station and return home."

Vulgan followed Sithlaine.

You can feel that this world is different from others.

The planets governed by the Empire, even the best governed ones, are still rife with crime and violence. Repression and despair, death and taxation are the cold words that cannot be erased under the Empire's governance. Under all kinds of pressure, this means that resistance will inevitably emerge in countless places, and the Empire must carry out cruel and bloody violent suppression. After the suppression, it is still a high-pressure rule, followed by outbreaks, resistance, and then suppression.

This has become a vicious cycle.

This is why the empire is so huge that it makes both the enemies and itself feel despair.

Sithlain brought Vulgan with him to formulate the next expansion plan and obtain the genetic modification technology of the salamander.

"Governor, some residents heard you were coming and came from over fifty kilometers away. Many others wanted to come, but it's too far."

"Tell them to be safe." Sislaine nodded.

"Lord Cyrus is expected to arrive after we do."

"understood."

"Governor, this is the bill passed by Parliament. Please take a look."

"Governor, this is the approved research funding. Miss Mina didn't approve it, so Lord Brown specifically asked us to show it to you."

"Governor"

The ground of Gamma Ideal City.

An alloy-paved Avenue of Victors stretches for several miles, leading directly to the huge golden Arc de Triomphe. On both sides of the Avenue of Victors stand subjects lining the streets to welcome them. And, looking from a high vantage point, a sea of people is gathering on the roads in the distance, and they are on their way.

Amidst the excitement and celebration, the warriors who returned with honor set foot on the Victory Avenue. The cheering crowds held high the flags symbolizing the Governor's honor and offered their most sincere blessings to the Lord of the Gamma World.

The boiling public opinion is mixed with the desire for victory.

The Governor-General's return was a response to the boiling excitement of his subjects.

Fanaticism and faith made the entire Victory Avenue echo with the proud and proud cheers of the subjects.

"Long live the Governor-General, humanity comes first!"

The waves roared, drowning the torrent of steel and suppressing the darkness of the universe. The boiling public opinion wrote the governor's answer to his subjects on the earth and the sky.

I couldn't see Sislaine, but just by listening to the boiling sound, I knew that Sislaine was approaching.

"The Governor is here!"

"Whoaaah!"

“Wa ...

"Whoaaah!"

The wandering merchants who were not invited stayed on the fleet and vented their dissatisfaction.

Rogue Traders are a special organization of the Empire, operating outside the Empire's jurisdiction. Some Rogue Traders, once issued by the Emperor, even have a status equal to that of a Grand Inquisitor of a sector, and they can even command some Astartes Captains.

Rogue Traders are the largest noble group in the Empire, aside from the High Lords. They generally operate outside the Empire's main star regions, but rather in more remote locations that are difficult for the Empire to govern. In the eyes of the Empire, as long as Rogue Traders don't rebel, the Empire won't care what they do. Any territory they conquer is theirs to rule and expand at will.

"Lord Bourne, this planet's governor is truly ungrateful. They're cheering down below, yet they're treating us so coldly. I think they're also heretics within the Empire. Once the Astropath restores communication, I'll have him relay the news back to the Astropathic Court. Have them notify the head of the Inquisition in that sector and have them conduct a thorough investigation of them."

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Old Lord Bourne said nothing, but the expression on his face showed his approval of the matter.

The Empire gave them supreme power, and ordinary planetary governors had to try their best to please them when they met them. However, when they were here, the other party despised them and ordered their civilian ships to dock in the satellite orbit next door. If they had not encountered chaos on the way, and the navy and private soldiers they brought with them had suffered heavy losses, he would definitely find a way to directly take over this entire planet.

"Lord Bourne, those people on the lower decks are rioting again, but we've suppressed it. Everyone else has been killed. We also captured the two ringleaders and handed them over to the Death Cult."

These Rogue Merchants who expand their territory will bring hundreds of thousands, or even millions, of people, including a large number of lower-class people. To them, the lower-class people are their "slaves" - the workers they build and transform the next world. These lower-class people will always live below deck, have children, and serve the Rogue Merchants forever, until they reach the next undeveloped planet, where they will reproduce and continue to work. Those lower-class people will never know who the nobles they serve are in their entire lives.

Therefore, in harsh working environments, rebellion incidents often occur.

To deal with this phenomenon, we need to take ruthless measures.

Therefore, some of the merchant fleets will have some death worshippers, and even some corpse eaters.
"Lord Bern, three Astartes are coming aboard."

Astartes coming to me?

"Lord Bern, we have a Rogue Trader's Commission issued by the High Lord. The ordinary Astartes also need to be at our disposal. The arrival of a few Astartes is just perfect."

"Well, let them in."

Outside the fleet.

Talon and two shield guards boarded the civilian ship and disembarked from the barge.

Tyrone received news that the captain had returned.

"team leader?"

"correct."

"The Governor asked me to investigate. I've already boarded the Rogue Trader's fleet."

"Will you come right over?"

"Okay, I know what to do."

After Tyrone finished talking to Cyrus, he turned on the red-shelled prototype.

The two Salamander Shield Guards nearby frowned.

Because as soon as Tyrone opened the red thing.