Warhammer: Starting as a Planetary Governor, Three Hundred Years in Tax Arrears

"Why won't anyone be the governor? Then I'll do it." As a reincarnator, Fu Haoran just wanted to earn some points, but reality taught him that there's no such thing as a free lunch. Fu Haoran discovered: the military is padding its payroll, the fortresses are empty shells, and the entire hive owes the Imperium an astronomical tithe from three hundred years ago, with a collection ship arriving in one hour. Worse news: the underhive is divided by millions of gangs, the upper hive nobles only want to drain the planet and run, and the bottom hive is infested with a bunch of bald, burly men chanting the "Four-Armed Emperor" every day. "Give me a break, whoever wants to be governor can be governor!" Fu Haoran's only ability is to travel back to the "backward" 3K era. Who knew the 3K era was actually the starting point of humanity's golden age! "Ding! Undiscovered hive world detected, can be colonized." Fu Haoran knew that as a lord he could colonize, but the problem is... "This is the 3K..."