Warhammer: Empire Reboot

Every fourteen days, 954 million life points are generated.

These life points can be transformed into foundational sequences.

It can replenish the battle sequence.

It can expand the fleet of suicide soldiers.

It can allow each planet to grow more neural nodes.

When Agrippina's forging world is restored, macro cannons, armor plates, boarding torpedoes, ship keels, tower shields, force field generators, and plasma reactors will flow out continuously from the orbital dock.

When the minerals of the 318 planets are recounted and the mining planets are no longer embezzled by local management, the Agrippina Furnace will have a more stable supply of raw materials.

When the Nest City world resumed conscription and factories, Lawson no longer lacked labor, crew, machine tools, materials, and administrative personnel.

When the agricultural world resumes its food supply, the territories still holding out in the dark side of the empire will receive something truly edible.

Once the cunning screening system is established, the gene-sniffing cornerstone sequences will patrol every starport, every almshouse, and every recruitment point like hunting dogs, digging out the aliens hidden under human skin one by one.

When the trial cases of the Bi'an Chapter spread throughout the sector, the local governors will understand that surrender means life, deception means death, selling out civilians means being loaded onto ships, and killing members of the Ministry of Justice means being implicated in the accounting.

As the Lurker Chapter continues to expand along the Red Pirate smuggling routes, the Dark Mechanicus trading posts, and the outer slave markets of the Chaos Warband, Lawson's eyes will be set beyond the sector.

By then, Agrippina will no longer be just a world-casting machine.

It resembles the skeleton of a war behemoth, taking shape section by section in the darkness.

The future Agrippina will be terrifying.

Given enough time, the sector will grow into what he wants it to be.

The changes in the Agrippina sector are not limited to these.

Lawson stood by the window in the spire area.

Above the planet Obolos III, hundreds of black holes the size of round tables hang above the clouds.

They are arranged in a ring, maintaining a stable distance from each other, like a set of silently operating ducted ventilation shafts.

The interior was pitch black, while the outer ring was distorted with clouds, dust, radioactive particles, and industrial exhaust gases.

They are not visible when viewed from the ground.

The residents of Chaodu could only see the sky thinning.

Layers of radiation clouds pressing down on the planet are slowly being drawn away by the black hole.

Those clouds once looked like an upside-down pot over the entire planet.

During the day, it blocks out the starlight, allowing only dim, yellowish-gray light to leak through. At night, it reflects the red glow of the Nest City's industrial furnaces and waste incineration towers, staining the entire sky a color like old blood.

The people of Obolus had seen this sky for thousands of years.

Many commoners in Xiachao never saw a real star in their lifetime.

They knew the word "sun".

It's in the national prayer.

It's in the old textbooks.

It exists in the private astronomical dome at the top of the aristocratic tower.

In their lives, daytime meant only brighter lights, and nighttime only meant dimmer lights. The air was perpetually filled with metallic dust, acid rain residue, and the stench of sewage pipes. Children growing up near ventilation towers developed lung fibrosis from their teens. The workers coughed up phlegm containing black, flocculent material, which the mortuary workers called "nest lung," a condition they didn't even bother to write down separately on their records.

The empire was used to this.

This is how the world of Nest City should be.

Commoners breathe polluted air, nobles buy purification domes, factories continue production, planets pay taxes on time, the Ministry of the Interior receives documents, the Cult of Mechanics obtains minerals and parts, and the Astronautical Army's recruitment vehicles haul away young people.

If someone asks, why can't the skies over Nest City be governed?

The empire would give a thousand reasons.

The cost is too high.

Technology lost.

The construction period is long.

Insufficient priority.

The contamination layer is stable and does not affect core production capacity.

Residents have adapted well.

The planet's tax records are normal.

Finally, stamp and archive.

As long as taxes can still be collected, it means the environment is suitable for human habitation.

Andrei stood behind Losen, gazing at the sky outside.

Three weeks ago, this sky was a solid, yellowish-gray shell.

Now, that shell has been torn away.

Starlight fell through a crack in the cloud layer, shining directly onto the outer spire of the planet Obolos III for the first time without being refracted by the radiation cloud.

The old facades of many aristocratic towers were illuminated, revealing their weathered appearance.

Those walls, shrouded in gray light, had always looked decent. But once the sunlight truly fell, the cracks, patches, stains, and rust all became apparent.

Andrei observed for a while before speaking: "The middle and lower nests reacted strongly. Many residents saw real sunlight for the first time and thought it was a precursor to orbital bombing. There was a brief period of panic in twenty-seven blocks, but the Civil Affinity Cornerstone Sequence has calmed things down."

Lawson looked out the window.

This reaction is not surprising.

For those accustomed to darkness, light can be a disaster.

The thirteenth mid-level nest city, an old workers' neighborhood.

The lights remained on in daytime mode because the management system hadn't yet adapted to the brightening sky. A ray of real sunlight slanted in through the window at the end of the corridor, falling on the wall.

A little boy squatted on the ground and touched the light with his finger.

He thought it would be hot.

No.

It's just warm.

His grandmother sat in the doorway, staring at the light for a long time, and finally began to recite a prayer in a low voice.

"The Emperor has seen us."

The adjacent foundational sequence did not correct her.

In situations like these, it's more effective to have the elderly person understand starlight as the gaze of an emperor than to explain to her the detachment of particles from radiation clouds and the stable field of a black hole.

The reaction of descending from the nest is coarser.

Someone knelt down.

Some people are criticizing the Governor's Office for deceiving them for the past few centuries.

Some people dragged their moldy blankets out to air them by the drain.

Lawson did not consider these matters trivial.

Changes in the environment will change the order.

Sunlight can drive some people to madness.

Clean water will cause some people to fight over it.

Cleaner air will bankrupt the old air purifier monopolies.

Once the outer areas of the scorched earth can be developed, the smuggling gangs that originally occupied the entrance to the Chaodu Pass will lose some of their value.

Managing the planet is not simply a matter of cleaning up the sky.

The sky is only the first layer.

Lawson first discovered that black hole projections could clean up contamination in the Klein galaxy.

At that time, Klein's seventeen agricultural planets had just been saved from the contamination of Nargle.

Plague, decay, spores, toxic fog, and sewage nearly dragged the entire food system to its grave.

The clouds were filled with spores and pathogenic ash, preventing starlight from consistently reaching the Earth's surface. Crops survived, but yields were low.

Lawson attempted to project a black hole high into the sky.

Black hole projections can affect pollution clouds, spore layers, industrial radiation dust, acidic aerosols, and high-altitude exhaust gases.

Unlike ordinary air filtration towers, which require massive construction, consume vast amounts of energy, and necessitate regular filter replacements, the black hole projection creates absorption points directly at high altitudes, drawing in the pollutant layer for suppression and digestion by the system and the golden fire.

After the plague contamination was cleared from the seventeen agricultural planets in the Klein system, starlight once again shone on their surfaces.

The first round of replanting doubled the yield.

The local agricultural experts in Klein initially couldn't believe it, repeatedly checking the soil, seeds, irrigation solution, and harvesters. Finally, they had to acknowledge a very simple fact.

Crops need light.

This conclusion is so ridiculous it leaves one speechless.

In many agricultural empires, in pursuit of high yields, serfs were forced to work 20-hour shifts, injecting stimulants into the soil and driving algae ponds to a foul stench. They often forgot that clearing away the toxic clouds from the sky and allowing the stars to shine normally was far more effective than whipping the serfs.

Andrei once commented on this.

"The logic of imperial rule is often like someone welding the windows shut and then complaining that the people inside can't see the words."

Lawson really liked that sentence.

Therefore, he included the black hole cleanup plan in the sector's first-level projects.

The Oberlus triple star system was the first complete experimental sample.

The three planets are heavily polluted by industry, have thick orbital exhaust layers, have been covered by radiation clouds for many years, and have scorched earth covering more than 70% of their surface.

In the past, Tri-Star was considered a typical hive world.

Nest cities are being built higher and higher.