Warhammer: Empire Reboot

One noble representative couldn't help but say, "We possess the Imperial Noble Tribunal's right of judgment! Without the consent of the Sector Court..."

Duan Yu looked at him.

“The district court was absent.”

"The Bi'an Battle Group under the command of the Seal Master has taken over this case in accordance with the wartime purge authority."

You can appeal.

A glimmer of hope had just appeared in the nobleman's eyes.

Duan Yu said, "The Lord of the Seal represents the Golden Throne."

No one spoke in the hall anymore.

In the Zhongchao residential area, Ellen received a second notification two standard hours later.

A cornerstone sequence administrator arrived in District 23, followed by two gray-white machine servants.

"Eren Worth".

Ellen stood up; his leg had just been braced by the medic, and his head wound had been bandaged. He instinctively shielded his wife and children behind him.

"Resume: Former water purification pipeline repairman, Level 2 pressure valve qualification, participated in emergency repairs of the main pipeline from Zone 23 to Zone 31 in the middle layer. No record of pollution. No record of service in the Governor's House Civil Defence Force. Complete family, zero neighborhood complaints."

Ellen was stunned.

These documents were previously only available in the union archives.

The Cornerstone Sequence continued, "The restoration of temporary order and rations in District 23 requires local technical assistance. You have been recruited as a temporary pipeline coordinator, responsible for assisting in the restoration of water stations and organizing residents to queue for the first batch of food. Do you accept?"

Ellen looked at Mira.

Mira was looking at him too.

Ellen whispered, "I accept."

Leah nervously tugged at his sleeve.

"Father……"

Ellen patted her head.

"Sweetie, I'm going to distribute the grain."

Twenty minutes later, Ellen stood in front of the old ration station in District 23 and saw the grain.

Crates of military compressed rations lined the street, bags of synthetic starch were stacked like walls, and canned protein was scanned box by box by the Keystone Sequence. Several transport machines were unloading the goods, and the gray-armored Keystone Sequence checked the resident list.

"Distributed per household."

"Extra nutritional supplement for children."

"Register seriously ill patients for medical inspection later."

"No crowding. Repeat, no crowding. This applies to the entire district today."

This last sentence is the most useful.

It's available throughout the entire district today.

The residents didn't believe it at first.

Some people pushed their way up, some cried out, and some reached out to grab it.

The small squad left behind by Bi'an stood on both sides of the supply station, their shields landing heavily on the ground.

Boom!

After the shout, the line fell silent.

Ellen stood behind the distribution table, holding the list in her hand.

"District 23, Gate 17, the Cam family."

A woman carrying a child stepped forward.

The foundation sequence delivers two bags of starch, a jar of protein, and a tube of children's nutritional paste.

The woman took it and stood there stunned for a long time.

"What...what do I need to sign?"

The cornerstone sequence replied: "Registration complete. Go home."

The woman suddenly started crying.

She knelt down, clutching the grain, but was helped up by the people behind her.

Ellen continued reading the names.

One.

again.

Order was initially fragile.

Like water pressure restored in a broken pipe, it will initially be covered with rust and bubbles.

But once it actually leaks out, people will gradually start to believe it.

In the evening, the main drinking water station in District 23 was reopened.

The first stream of water that gushed out of the valve was murky.

The foundation sequence did not allow residents to draw water immediately, but instead allowed the purifier servants to continue flushing the pipes. Half an hour later, the water became clear.

Ellen stood beside the valve and reached out to take a little.

He brought the water to his lips and took a small sip.

At that moment, he truly believed that Albert-3 had changed.

Ellen returned home at night.

Mira used the protein can she had just received to cook a small pot of thin soup.

Tom held the bowl and drank slowly. Leah placed the metal plate on the table, next to the empty nutrient paste she had received that day.

She said to Tom, "The Lord Seal did not lie to us."

"He really did send an angel."

The boy thought for a moment, then asked softly while biting his spoon, "Is the Master of the Palm Print a superhero?"

Mira laughed: "Heroes are too far removed from us."

She reached out and wiped the soup from Tom's mouth.

"But he sent people to deliver water and food."

Ellen sat to one side, looking at the pot of soup, at the children, at his wife, and listening to the water supply that had returned to normal in the wall. He slowly exhaled.

"Long live the Lord Seal Master!"

"Praise be to the Emperor!"

Outside the Governor's Palace courtroom, the loading of convicts onto ships had already begun.

Melchior and key officials were escorted to Starport in batches.

The cornerstone sequence has taken over the entire route, with Bixie warriors guarding every gate along the way.

All the leaders of the Red Pirates' landing force were killed.

Savik Red Fang attempted to detonate the power core inside the orbital transport ship, but was killed after having his arms severed by the Bi'an boarding squad.

All slaves on board have been captured and divided into three categories: those controlled by severely corrupted Chaos Potion, laborers who can be isolated, and those with technical experience. The assessment will take several days.

For the Bi'an Warband, this battle was not difficult.

The Red Pirates excel at plunder and raids. Faced with the Bi'an Warband, which has regained control of the orbital defense network, communication, and cut off their escape routes, they are merely a caged herd of beasts.

The real time-consuming part was clearing out the stubborn resistance fighters hiding in the capital.

The governor's mansion has secret passages.

Nobles had private armies.

The union had a basement where it hid its ledgers.

The Corpse Guild has a secret tunnel leading to the bottom of the incinerator.

These areas all require a layer-by-layer search.

The prisoner handed these tasks over to the remaining companies and the three million cornerstone sequences.

He stood in front of the Starport boarding bridge, watching Melchior being led onto the prison ship.

The governor paused as he walked to his side.

Do you know what you're going to face next?

“Every galaxy has its own Melchior. The only difference is how clever they are and how clean they are. If you were to purge every planet like this, many governors would choose to turn to chaos. Lord Lawson needs to rule, not just to judge.”

Duan Yu looked at him.

"So you will live."

Melchior frowned.

Duan Yu said, "You will tell them that surrendering will save them lives. Concealing their identities will be discovered. Selling imperial citizens will result in them being loaded onto ships. Killing members of the Ministry of Justice will not destroy the evidence."

Melchior suddenly smiled.

"It's ironic. I spent my whole life trying to become someone who could influence the fate of a planet. In the end, I became just an official document."

Duan Yu said, "You overestimate yourself."

Two Bixie warriors escorted Melchior onto the ship.

The prisoner's cabin door closed.

Duan Yu turned around and looked at the company commander behind him.

"Albitel-3, here you go."

"The purge, rationing, water supply, rail defense, and trade union censorship have all been integrated into the war zone's central command. Three million cornerstone units are assisting in the restoration of administration. It is expected that the stabilization of the middle ranks will be completed within seventy-two hours, and the initial clearing of the lower ranks will be completed within fifteen days."