Warhammer: Starting with Industrial Revolution

Luo Ning took the small tape recorder, finally relieved, and breathed a long sigh of relief.

Within the vast and corrupt system of the human empire, this principle applies to many things:

If no one reports you, everything you do can be considered compliant;

But once a letter of complaint is submitted to the higher authorities, regardless of whether you have done anything wrong or not, even if it is just nitpicking, you will be thoroughly investigated and severely punished.

Of course, unless you have connections above you.

Unfortunately, the only person Luo Ning has now is Dani, but she hasn't had any contact with Luo Ning since she left.

But unlike Ronin, who finally relaxed, Father Moraes beside him was completely different; the old man simply let out a long sigh.

As if he had finally untied the shackles that had weighed on his heart for half his life, or as if he had made a decision that he could never turn back, he slowly turned his head to look at Luo Ning, who was standing quietly waiting to the side. In his cloudy eyes, a long-lost light finally appeared.

"Lord Ronin, please send me your proposed reformatory plan. You're right, as a priest, I should also do something for this planet."

His voice was slightly hoarse, but incredibly firm.

Ronin bowed deeply to Father Moraes and silently sent the file from the data panel.

With the endorsement of Father Moraes and the Church of the Holy Blood, his ecclesiastical school would have a legitimate and compliant status within the Empire.

Unless someone deliberately sets a trap, even if the Star Sector Chief discovers it later, he will not be able to interfere with his plans.

The plan was quickly implemented, and a huge indoctrination center was established in the Lower Nest District.

Ronin recruited Olga, and he and his gang's cronies would be among Father Moraes' first students.

After completing their studies, they will become the first generation of lecturers to teach subsequent refugees.

The group of skilled workers that Milley brought were all placed in the reformatory by Ronin.

The course was arranged properly and rigorously:

Sixty percent of the class time is spent by clergy from the Church of the Holy Blood teaching the Emperor's Hadith and Imperial Law, reinforcing students' loyalty to the Emperor and the Empire.

The remaining 40% of the lessons are taught by experienced technicians, who personally teach these young people everything from wall maintenance and pipe dredging to more advanced circuit repair and infrastructure maintenance.

Not just the lower nesting area.

In the middle level of the Nest City, Luo Ning also established a medical and nursing academy to recruit family members of factory workers and thoughtful women from the lower nests. The training was conducted by battlefield medics brought by Milley, filling the almost blank basic medical system in the Nest City.

In this world, basic necessities like people's livelihoods are always the least valued.

Both science and medicine are severely lagging behind, and most workers who are injured basically have no choice but to wait to die.

This is also why cults are rampant in most planetary sub-regions; when people are in despair, any hope is far better than waiting to die.

Thanks to the efforts of successive medical workers, although the goal is still far away, one day the lives of the residents of Chaohu City will be guaranteed.

Then his nest will be more stable.

In the PDF Planetary Defense Force's barracks, Ronin also established a training camp for junior officers.

All the veterans of the Astragalus Army who came with Milley were placed here by him, and the junior officers of PDF received intensive tactical and command training according to the standards of the Imperial regular army.

He wanted to completely resolve the fatal flaw of this defense force: it had manpower but no combat effectiveness.

Once everything was arranged, a week passed in the blink of an eye. Just as agreed, Ronin personally went to the newly renovated Crimson Church.

Mirathorne had been waiting for a long time in front of the church with his simple luggage.

She looked at the church that had been with her for twenty years, and at Father Morales standing at the door, her expression extremely complex.

Twenty years is almost the best time of a person's life, but she wasted all of that time on this planet.

He hardly had a single good day, let alone the meteoric rise he had imagined.

Of course she hated Father Moraes, but when the moment of departure arrived, looking at the old man she had served for thirty years and who had also betrayed her for thirty years, a bittersweet feeling welled up in her heart.

The farewell between the two was quiet, without any hysterical arguments, tearful reconciliations, or even a single word exchanged.

When Ronin finally took her away, Father Moraes stood in front of the church, watching her departing figure, and did not return for a long time.

On the tarmac at Starport, Millein's flagship was already fully prepared for takeoff.

As Ronning led Mirathorne onto the spaceship, the moment their eyes met, they exchanged a glance. Having already discussed Mirathorne, they were already on the same wavelength.

The spaceship slowly drove away from the parking tarmac, accompanied by a loud roar, and was getting further and further away from the Nest City.

Mirathorne stood by the porthole, looking down at the shrinking hive below, a smile of near relief spreading across her face.

She thought she was finally about to escape the cage that had imprisoned her for twenty years, but she didn't notice that two fully armed soldiers from the merchant ronin guard were silently approaching from behind.

Before she could even react to what was happening, the cold muzzle of a gun was already pressed against the back of her head.

A muffled gunshot rang out, and everything came to an abrupt halt.

A moment later, the side hatch of the spaceship opened briefly, and a lifeless corpse was thrown out like a bag of worthless trash.

Luo Ning stood on the balcony of the governor's mansion, quietly watching the tiny shadow that had fallen into the wasteland in the distance, but he only slowly took a sip of wine.

The person in Mirathorne's memory was absolutely right.

Traitors are never trustworthy and will never be truly valued.

And Luo Ning would never place a time bomb where he can't see it.

The coolness of the cup seeped through his fingertips, and Luo Ning was suddenly taken aback.

He suddenly remembered that he used to be just an ordinary person who wouldn't even kill a chicken himself.

But I don't know when it started, but he has become so calm and decisive in the face of the loss of a life.

But then he laughed self-deprecatingly.

Those things don't matter, whatever the reason, ever since he found himself in this despairing universe filled with endless war and darkness.

He was no longer an ordinary person.

His life was now inextricably linked to this nest.

In the future, the empire's sword will still hang over his head at any moment, ready to strike at any time.

In that dark universe, the threat comes not only from the evil gods hidden in the warp.

Greenskins, Eldar, Necromancers, Chaos Cult, and the endless demons.

If their planet attracts even the slightest attention from any of them, the world will be utterly destroyed without any chance of resistance.

All I can do now is prepare as much as possible before all of that happens.