Warhammer: Empire Reboot

That was the smile of a ruler when he saw that the foundation could finally cover the entire territory.

"Therefore, the next war will not be fought outside."

"Within the star sector."

"It's a good thing that chaos isn't coming for the time being."

Lawson temporarily dimmed all external red threats on the star map, leaving only 318 capable of taking over the world.

"What I want is not to launch an attack now. What I want is to turn the Agrippina sector into a true rear base."

“Every planet should be infused with swarm thinking, just like the Oberlus Triad.”

Andrei looked at the star map.

"This will cause a lot of people to feel uneasy."

"of course."

"They can be uneasy," Lawson said calmly.

Andrei smiled.

This is the boss's style of doing things.

What he established in the Agrippina sector was no longer, in essence, the traditional imperial administration.

It still holds the double-headed eagle high, still acknowledges the Golden Throne, still pledges allegiance to the Emperor, and is willing to cooperate with Dante, the Inquisition, and the Mechanicus.

However, its operating method already bears the mark of Lawson himself.

When these elements are combined, they form an extremely efficient, extremely rigorous, and extremely unconventional war administration that disregards the old rules of the empire.

The problem is that the Agrippina sector is recovering.

The food has indeed been delivered.

The clean water is truly flowing again.

The railgun was indeed taken back from the traitor.

Chaos was indeed driven back.

The starving residents of the city don't care which seal legitimizes the administration.

They will only remember who brought the water and food.

Lawson doesn't need everyone's approval.

All he needs is for them to survive within the order and provide resources for that order.

Andrei said, "I will prioritize the Greenskin cultivation pool plan in the sector. However, deploying it on 318 planets simultaneously is very risky. I suggest a three-phase approach."

"explain."

"In the first phase, we will select thirty planets that are already fully under control and deploy standard pools to verify spore isolation, waste recycling, and harvesting efficiency under different planetary environments."

"In the second phase, we will expand to one hundred worlds. We will also construct incineration rings, isolation zones, cornerstone sequence monitoring areas, and emergency nodes for combat casualties."

"In the third phase, 318 restorable worlds will be deployed."

Lawson looked at the model.

"time?"

"If resources are prioritized, the first phase will last two months. The second phase will last six to eight months. The third phase will last one and a half to two years."

"Too slow."

Andrei was not surprised.

"If we compress it to within a year, the risks will increase."

Andrei proposed a solution: "Then we need to lay more foundational sequences first."

"Therefore, don't skimp on life points in the first stage."

Lawson's finger traced across Agrippina, the Klein, the Oberlus triple star system, and the sixteen worlds that had already been taken over.

"First, concentrate resources to build the cultivation pool in the fully controlled area. As long as the first cycle is successful, life points will start to flow back, and then it will be a snowball effect."

Andrei understood.

"I will adjust the plan."

After studying the star map for a while, Lawson suddenly asked, "Where is Duan Yu now?"

Andrei was moved to a different position.

"The main force of the Bi'an is heading to the Barissa Punishment Mining System. It's more troublesome there than Albitel. Warden Kahnbach has burned the ledgers and is dealing with evidence of the slave trade. The Lurker node has confirmed that he is trying to pin the blame on a former warden who died twenty years ago."

Lawson chuckled.

"Digging scapegoats from graves?"

"almost."

Lawson was becoming increasingly satisfied with the style of the Bi'an Battle Group.

The White Tiger is good at fighting tough battles.

The red dragon can break through the city.

Xuanwu can protect.

Taotie can snatch.

In the purge of the star sector, the most useful creature was the Bi'an.

This is exactly what Lawson needs.

A sector is not ruled by bomb guns.

The bomb gun can only open doors.

The accounts behind the door determine whether you can hold your position.

"What was the public's reaction to Albitel?"

Andrei retrieved several records.

Long queues formed in front of the ration station.

The water purification station has reopened.

The middle-class residents carried their food home.

A little girl placed a bent piece of metal on the table and told her younger brother that the Master of the Palm had not lied to them.

Her mother said that the Lord of the Seal remembered that they were still alive.

Lawson stared at the video and fell silent for a moment.

He is not a gentle person.

He saved Albitel not because he was so kind as to be unable to bear seeing others suffer.

He saved that planet because it belonged to his sector, because of its population, industry, minerals, orbital position, administrative significance, and long-term benefits.

But when he saw the family gathered around a small pot of soup, as if celebrating a victory, he still felt a strange sense of calm.

In the grand narratives of empires, ordinary people are often just numbers.

One hundred million people sacrificed their lives.

A billion people were harmed.

The entire nest has fallen.

A planet is brought back under management.

These words were written very lightly in the battle report, as light as a few lines of ink.

But true rule ultimately rests on a bowl of clean water, a piece of food, and a door that can be closed tonight.

Lawson can use them.

They could also be ruled.

But he couldn't see them as goods that could be sold by the pound, like Melchior did.

They are first and foremost human beings, citizens of the Empire.

Andrei looked at Losen's profile but did not disturb him.

A moment later, Lawson turned off the video.

“Use the Albiter-3 as a propaganda model.”

"Understood. Is the focus on the Bi'an trial, or on food recovery?"

"I want them both."

Lawson said, “To the loyal world, preach food, water, and order. To the fence-sitters, preach that Melchior is alive and on board. To the traitors, preach that the Red Pirates are wiped out and the orbital defense network has been recaptured. Different people see different versions.”

Andrei nodded.

"Propaganda is not about lying; it's about showing everyone what they should be most afraid of or what they most want to believe."

"You said that before."

"It still applies now."

Andrei wrote down the order.

The star map was re-unfolded to reveal the green culture pool model.

Lawson's gaze returned to the line of numbers.

[9.54 million life points per cycle.]

His fingers tapped lightly on the table.

Two months of purges allowed him to see the true nature of the star sector.

It's terrible, absolutely terrible.

But precisely because it's in such a bad state, once it's rebuilt, the profits will be astonishingly high.