Warhammer: Starting with Industrial Revolution

Finally back, looking at the bright sky outside, Luo Ning still couldn't help but feel a lingering fear.

Although Slaanesh accepted his nonsense, he easily recognized his tricks and was already quite generous in letting him go.

Although Luo Ning always appeared calm in his dreams, only he knew that facing the true form of one of the Four Chaos Gods, every word and every action was like walking a tightrope, and the slightest mistake would lead to utter destruction.

When the harem girls saw that Luo Ning had woken up, they immediately surrounded him softly. Finding that their master had returned to his usual self, they knelt in a circle at Luo Ning's feet to please him. Only after Luo Ning affectionately stroked each of them did they disperse in peace to prepare for washing up and breakfast.

After a quick breakfast served by beautiful women, Luo Ning hurried to the governor's mansion, as he had important matters to attend to that day.

Upon arriving at the governor's mansion, Governor Karl was already there, his desk piled high with documents as always.

But Ronin had to admire one thing: although Governor Karl was rather weak in both ability and courage, he was always genuinely dedicated to his work.

Every time Luo Ning arrived, he was already working in the office, although his efficiency was rather low.

"Governor, you should take care of your health. You start work so early every day." Luo Ning greeted him politely, expressing his concern.

But they found that Governor Karl's expression was surprisingly serious.

"That's all I can do. You're the one who's really working hard. You've taken care of all the difficulties for me, so I have to step up my efforts too."

Seeing Governor Karl's serious expression, Ronin was taken aback. It turns out that people really do grow up.

Looking back to when he first transmigrated, Governor Karl was basically a flustered and hands-off manager. Now, however, he has taken the initiative to shoulder his responsibilities.

"My lord?" Luo Ning cautiously approached.

Governor Karl raised his head in confusion, his face full of doubt.

"Are you sure you didn't take the wrong medicine?"

Before Governor Karl could utter a single word from his flushed face, the communications officer delivered a message.

The traveling merchant requested permission to dock at Star Harbor.

"A wandering merchant?" Luo Ning tensed up instantly.

You should know that, under normal circumstances, almost no important figures would come to their small planet.

In the human empire, traveling merchants are a special class holding Terran charters, and it is no exaggeration to say that they are the noblest of nobles. They have the privilege of independent navigation, free trade, and even the exploration of unknown star systems. Many of their families have such a background that even the governors of star sectors have to show them respect.

Of course, this group is also a mixed bag. Previously, Baron Harker smuggled and resold resources in private, and his partners were wandering merchants who operated in the gray area.

Relying on the protection of their licenses, they dared to engage in any illegal business, from alien creations and chaotic relics to forbidden technologies—there was nothing they wouldn't dare to trade.

"Did they give their names?" Ronin asked the communications officer, but inwardly he was worried that it might be another group coming to avenge Baron Harker.

After all, while the roaming merchants appear to be a group of businessmen, they enjoy immense privileges within the Empire and possess vast wealth. Most roaming merchants own their own independent fleets and mercenary groups, and some even own their own planets.

If they really are here to avenge Baron Harker, their planet's defenses might not be able to defeat them.

"The other party claimed to be Milain from the Noctis family."

The Noctis family? That sounds rather dark.

Luo Ning rubbed his head, feeling a bit annoyed, but since the other party had taken the initiative to apply for a stay at the Starport, there probably wouldn't be any problems.

After much deliberation, he decided to personally visit Starport to meet this important figure from the Noctis family.

As soon as Luo Ning stepped out of the governor's office, without even needing to go to the starport, he looked up and saw the fleet slowly descending in the sky.

Dozens of ships of various shapes and sizes blotted out the sun, with the flagship at the head being several times larger than the largest cargo ship in their capital city. The family crests and imperial emblems on the ship's hull gleamed in the sunlight.

In comparison, the few old corvettes of the Vatos VII looked like toys compared to this fleet.

Upon arriving at Star Harbor, the flagship was already docked. The cabin door slowly opened, and a woman of exceptional poise stepped out, exuding both pride and a touch of wildness.

Without a doubt, Luo Ning immediately recognized the other party as the leader of the fleet.

He took the initiative to go up and meet the other party.

"Greetings, Mr. Milain of the Noctis family. I am Ronin, the governor's assistant. Welcome to Vatos VII."

The other person looked at Luo Ning, laughed heartily, and stepped forward to shake Luo Ning's hand.

"No need for such pretense, just call me Millein. My fleet needs rest and repairs, please make the necessary arrangements, sir."

Luo Ning smiled and nodded, but in the next second, he heard another voice, a voice that seemed to resound directly in his mind. Luo Ning was absolutely certain that this was Milleyin's inner voice.

"What bad luck! I lost my way while traveling in the warp, and after finally getting out, I ended up on this godforsaken, poor planet. I wonder what kind of profit I can get out of here."

Seeing that Luo Ning was frozen in place, Milley held out his hand and waved it in front of his eyes. "Lord Luo Ning?"

"I'm sorry, I'll arrange it right away. Does Ms. Milley require anything else?"

"That depends on whether you have any trading needs. My fleet carries the most complete selection of goods in the entire universe, including gourmet food, fine wine, beautiful women, weapons, ammunition, and mechanical parts."

Milain maintained her forthright demeanor, but Luo Ning clearly heard what she was thinking:

"Why is this kid so slow to react? Is he an idiot? What a pity, he's quite my type."

Luo Ning forced a smile, pretending not to hear, "Then please come with me, Miss Milain. Our planet is rather small, so please don't mind."

He turned and led the way, but was inwardly shocked.

He was quite certain that the thoughts he had just heard came from Slaanesh, and it seemed that after last night, he had stolen even more power from Slaanesh.

However, this woman was another thing that shocked him. A skilled businesswoman is usually two-faced, saying one thing to one person and another to another, but her inner self was anything but likable.

Soon, in the banquet hall where they were being received, Ronin invited Governor Karl and Victor, as well as his other senior executives.

Having finally encountered such a high-level traveling merchant, Luo Ning had no intention of wasting this opportunity, regardless of what kind of person the other party was.

Especially for Victor's side, although the Cult of Machines usually doesn't interfere in the affairs of mortals, the factory needs a lot of parts.

Those machines, which have been broken for thousands of years, are all severely worn out, which has prevented them from increasing their production efficiency. Ordering from the sector governor is not only troublesome but also unreliable.

Although the other party had simply gotten lost and wandered into his territory, Luo Ning had no intention of letting them leave empty-handed.