"Ah, it feels so good to get rid of the stumbling blocks."
Fu Haoran is sitting in Governor's Office's office, enjoying a rare moment of leisure... provided that he doesn't look at the Data Pad report that looks like a mountain in front of him.
Battle damage statistics, material consumption, casualty list, nobles running away Manifest, every page has two words: bad debts.
Tychus was leaning against the wall with Cigar in his mouth, the power stick spinning rapidly on his fingertips, glancing at Fu Haoran from time to time, waiting for this scumbag to hold back some new bad intentions.
Dredd was sitting in the corner, repeatedly making Chainsword's teeth with his eyes straight.
He still hasn't recovered yet, and he actually walked side by side with the heretic Genestealers.
Ling Shuang pushed the door in with a stack of new Data Pad, his steps were windy, but his face was ugly:
"Governor, Genestealers believers cannot be accommodated. Moria requires you to fulfill your promise and grant Lower Hive the right of residence."
Fu Haoran was silent for a few seconds and suddenly laughed.
Tychus was immediately interested. He knew this smile so well. Every time this bastard smiled like this, someone would be in bad luck.
"Ling Shuang, go do two things."
"First, let me find out all the fixed assets, factories, land, and secret warehouses left behind by the defected nobles. Don't miss a single screw, and make statistics."
"Second, let Moria mobilize people with management experience among believers and promote them into a dedicated Lower Hive construction team, which will be fully responsible for the reconstruction of Lower Hive's infrastructure."
Ling Shuang's eyes lit up and he nodded immediately. "I'll do it right away!"
Dredd raised his head suddenly and was about to shout, "You actually let Cultists participate in the management of Hive City", but he swallowed the words again.
He had to admit that this was the fastest way to find out the inner ghost and stabilize the believers.
[Trigger a new series of main missions: Everything is waiting to be done·Undercurrent]
[The core goal of the mission: restore Hive City economic operation within one year, reduce the unemployment rate, and stabilize the rule of the grassroots]
[Task reward: Universal Points+10W, free attribute points +2, Warsmith Dantioch favorability +30 (a series of military-industrial cooperation tasks will be launched, which can be exchanged for Space Marine-level tactical training manual and heavy vehicle technology, and there is a certain chance of becoming Space Marine, provided that you can accept the ultra-high mortality rate)]
[Crisis reminder: The defecting nobles have assembled a fleet in the second largest Hive City Sigar, and are expected to fight back to Hive City in half a year to start a civil war]
[PS: The old aristocrats are sharpening their knives next door. The host must save up his family's wealth quickly. If the family's wealth is too low, it will be bulldozed in a wave!]
Traveling to Warhammer World, who doesn't want to touch the tactics and equipment of Space Marine?
Fu Haoran just raised the corner of his mouth, Yuri opened the door and howled as soon as he entered. "Governor! The sky is falling! The innocence is falling!"
Fu Haoran pulled a chair to him and poured a glass of water. "Don't worry, the sky won't fall."
"Why can't it collapse!" Yuri took a sip of water and his voice was so hoarse that it almost broke. "The defecting nobles took away 70% of Mid-Hive's precision machine tools, 40% of the smelting equipment, and even the data disks of the steel casting plant! Now the factory can't do anything except twisting screws and breaking iron sheets!"
"The most terrible thing is finance! They took away 80% of Hive City's credit points in the reserve! Workers' wages cannot be paid, food cannot be bought, and factories cannot operate. Hive City will be in chaos in half a month!"
Yuri was so anxious that he was sweating profusely. He had worked with successive governors for decades and had never seen such a mess.
Underhive had just put down the rebellion, Mid-Hive industry was paralyzed, Upper Hive nobles ran away with their money, half of their feet had already stepped into the abyss of bankruptcy.
It's not good to offend anyone, you have to go against the nobles.
Fu Haoran was not in a hurry, and even slowly picked up the tea and took a sip:
"Yuri, you know, when a person is heavily in debt, he doesn't have to worry. His creditors are more worried than him."
"What do you mean?" Yuri didn't respond.
"Go to the surrounding Forge World, Agri-World, and neutral trading stations to apply for a loan. You can borrow as much as you can. The term must start at ten years, and the interest rate will be high."
Yuri jumped up from the chair and almost knelt down. "Are you crazy?! Don't you want to pay back the money? The interest is enough to bankrupt us!"
Fu Haoran raised his eyebrows and smiled darkly, "If I can't afford it, I won't pay it."
"Ah?"
"Believe me, no one will want to ask us for debt in ten years."
Fu Haoran leaned back on the chair, confident.
As for the reason, he couldn't say.
You can't tell the other party that Horus Heresy will break out in full force ten years later, and the creditors will either die in the war or follow the rebellion and become traitors to the empire.
When the creditor himself cannot survive, who will remember the loan?
If that doesn't work, label the creditor as a rebel and the loan will be written off.
Yuri was so angry that his face turned red. In his half-life, he had never seen someone who dared to take advantage of loopholes in the rules. He borrowed money from the empire to develop his own power, and in the end he actually planned to default on the debt!
After being stunned for a long time, Yuri gritted his teeth. "Okay! I'll do it! Anyway, Messy Situation is already like this, at worst, I will follow you and go crazy!"
As soon as Yuri left, Tychus came over, holding Cigar in his mouth. "Okay, you can come to the Yinqi Empire to make a set of them."
Fu Haoran did not answer, turned to look at Ling Shuang, and ordered, "Set up a construction corps, start the Hive City expansion plan, Mid-Hive expand outward, build new workers' residential areas and supporting factories according to the standards of permanent war fortifications, and ensure that all hive buildings can achieve basic self-sufficiency."
"In addition, all ordinary civilians of Lower Hive will be moved to the new residential area of Mid-Hive, and the entire Lower Hive area will be assigned to the management of Genestealers believers."
Ling Shuang frowned. "Governor? We are almost out of food now. Building large-scale houses is a pure loss-making business!"
"No, this is the key to making Hive City come alive." Fu Haoran clicked on the Hive City three-dimensional map and moved his fingertips across the Lower Hive area.
"If the market doesn't have demand, we will create demand."
"Building a house requires Plasteel, Plastisteel, cement, and transportation. Dozens of industries can provide work. The factory can start working, and the workers will have work and money. When the money is transferred, the market will liven up. This is called work-for-relief."
"As for those Genestealers believers, they don't need to pay cash." Fu Haoran curled his lips and came up with a bad idea.
"You only need to take care of their food, and points will be calculated based on the workload. The points can be exchanged for housing, food, and future factory jobs."
"They can give them whatever they want, but there is only one principle and the scope of activities is limited to Lower Hive."
Ling Shuang was stunned for a moment, looking at the man with a light smile in front of him, and suddenly remembered the theory of "how to manage civilians" that he learned at Schola Progenium.
All those rules and regulations seemed to be turned into waste paper in front of Fu Haoran.
Tychus reacted instantly and his eyes lit up.
This is not a loss-making business, it is killing three birds with one stone.
It not only solves the resettlement problem of civilians and believers, but also revitalizes the entire Hive City economy. It also turns Genestealers believers who may explode at any time into free main production forces, completely turning hidden dangers into their own base.
Tychus interjected with Cigar in his mouth. "Then can I get a set? The requirements are not high, the balcony is big enough to bask in the sun, and a constant temperature Cigar cabinet will be fine. By the way, it must be close to the canteen, so that I don't have to run every day."
Fu Haoran glanced at him, did not answer, and continued to give instructions:
"There are two more things to do, proceed simultaneously."
"First, produce 3,000 heavy-duty tractors, modified with the chassis of Leman Russ Tank, fans who are constantly landing, <Warhammer: Start with Planetary Governor, three hundred years of tax arrears> The latest chapter has been released! The turrets were dismantled, the bulldozers were welded, and all were sent to outlying farms."
"All the farms left behind by the defected nobles will be given to civilians. Those who are willing to farm will be given a free tractor to each household. They will be exempted from taxes for the first three years. Governor's Office will purchase grain at full market price. Additional farm tools and points will be awarded for exceeding the target."
Wade, who had been standing guard at the door, couldn't help but say, "Sir, we can't even build a complete Leman Russ, so why are we still using production capacity to build a tractor?"
Fu Haoran asked angrily, "Can we build a complete Leman Russ Tank?"
"No, we only have a chassis production line." Wade told the truth.
"In this case, let's build the tank chassis first. When we have the technology, we can install the main gun at any time. Even if it doesn't work, it can be used as a mobile artillery platform. As long as we build it, we won't be afraid of not being able to use it."
Fu Haoran paused and added, "The most important thing is that farmers who drive tractors can master the basic operation of tanks after two months of practice."
Wade understood instantly, and his back felt numb.
In name, it is an agricultural tractor, but in fact it is a tank chassis without a turret. It is said to be engaged in agricultural production, but in fact it is used to train tank soldiers at zero cost, perfectly avoiding the supervision of potential enemies.
"By the way, the Sentinel Walker production line is fully operational. It is called an engineering robot to the outside world. The weapon modules are all replaced with engineering cranes and hydraulic clamps. They are all nominally used for Hive City construction."
Fu Haoran made up his mind to play a completely dark game.
He knows very well that Moria and his believers believe in him now because he has the aura of "Intercessor".
Once this halo is broken, or if something he does goes against the core purpose of the sect, these fanatical believers will be the first to rebel.
But now, they are the best tools to use.
"However, these crazy dogs must be locked up." Fu Haoran thought for a while, then turned to look at Judge Adeptus Arbites in the corner.
"Dredd Judge, I need your help."
Hearing Fu Haoran suddenly call his name, Dredd had a very bad premonition and looked at him warily.
"Don't be nervous." Fu Haoran smiled, "Lower Hive There are too many unstable factors. I need you to apply to the sector to expand the Adeptus Arbites garrison team in the name of Hive City countering rebellion and eradicating heretics."
"The quota will be released, and all veterans who have fought in the Underhive battle will be admitted."
Dredd was a little confused. "Expansion is easy, but Hive City has to bear the military salary of the garrison. Are you sure?"
"No problem." Fu Haoran agreed readily, even eagerly.
Dredd said nothing, just nodded.
He has learned one thing during this time: the brighter the governor's smile, the deeper the conspiracy behind it.
But he had to admit that these calculations worked every time.
What Dredd didn't know was that Adeptus Arbites was taking advantage of it on the surface, but secretly he was using Adeptus Arbites's system to train his own officer corps.
Adeptus Arbites's combat effectiveness and training system are endorsed by the imperial headquarters, which is far more reliable than practicing blindly on your own.
More importantly, these grassroots judicial police officers are paid by Governor's Office. In the future war, only a counter-insurgency name is needed to naturally recruit Planetary Defense Force. With the old leading the new, dozens of full regiments can be quickly formed.
You can even request standard heavy weapons from the empire in the name of Adeptus Arbites, which is completely compliant.
The next day, an unexpected guest came to the door.
"Sir, Warsmith Dantioch of the Iron Warriors legion would like to see you."
Fu Haoran's eyes lit up.
Just when he was about to doze off, someone brought him a pillow. He was worried about having no reason to touch this Warsmith.
Dantioch wore a cage-style visor and walked in with heavy steps. Power Armor stepped on the floor with a dull sound, followed by two Iron Warriors veterans who were armed with live ammunition.
"I've seen everything you've done at Hive City recently." Dantioch's thick electronic sound sounded, "Using infrastructure to build armaments and using work to stabilize the bottom class is very pragmatic and also very cunning."
Fu Haoran smiled and said, "I was forced to do so if I won any prizes."
"I need you to do something." Dantioch got straight to the point.
"I need a concealed machine shop, labor force, and a special alloy smelting production line."
"In exchange, I will give you a complete set of STC drawings of the Leman Russ improved turret, as well as the fire control system optimization plan of Sentinel Walker."
Fu Haoran's eyes lit up instantly.
This was simply a pillow for sleep. He was worried about the core technology of tanks and mechas being stuck, so Iron Warriors directly delivered the ready-made blueprints to his door.
"Deal." Fu Haoran agreed immediately, "The workshop, labor force, and smelting capacity will be implemented for you within three days."
[System prompt: Dantioch favorability +3, current favorability 20]
After sending Dantioch away, the office finally became quiet.
Fu Haoran leaned back on his chair, clicked on the system warehouse, and looked at his core reward.
[Machine Cult Precision Equipment Technical Support×1]
[Lunar-class Cruiser complete set of technical drawings × 1]
[Exclusive building rewards (can be deployed directly in any territory/new colony, not subject to local industrial level restrictions): battery/ammunition production line × 1; small dock × 1 (can build Cobra-class Destroyer, subsequent unlocking technology is required); supersonic missile production line × 1 (range 18,000 kilometers, conventional warhead)]
In the past, there was no time to arrange these technologies during the continuous war. Now that Hive City has finally stabilized, it is time to lay out this line.
But the problem is, he knows very well that the nobles will fight back in a year. Maybe in four or five years, the rebellious Iron Warriors will come over. In ten years, Horus Heresy will explode. It is not safe at all to put these high-value production lines in Hive City.
"These are my family assets. If they were damaged, I would be heartbroken."
Fu Haoran is in a tangle.
Suddenly, he noticed the note behind the exclusive building.
"Wait a minute, the system says that it can be deployed directly in any territory or new colony without being restricted by the local industrial level... Doesn't it mean that I can deploy to 2K World?"
"The system determines that Eagle Nation belongs to the deployable territory, and I have no problem building a factory there."
"But I only have half a year to fully plan, which is not enough for me to expand my production capacity."
When in doubt, go to the system.
Fu Haoran opened the system mall and really found what he wanted.
[Item name: Time Hourglass (Lord's exclusive item)]
[Introduction: A lord with the ability to travel across worlds can bind two worlds and set the time flow rate to 1:10 (Warhammer World 1 year = 2K World 10 years)]
[Price: 100,000 Universal Points]
Expensive, really expensive.
But Fu Haoran redeemed it without hesitation.
What he lacks most now is time.
Just relying on Warhammer World's one-third of an acre of land is simply not enough.
He needs a rear area that is absolutely safe, free from imperial supervision, and capable of unlimited expansion of production capacity.
And this rear area is in another world.
Fu Haoran Hold the hourglass tightly, and with a thought, the light and shadow around him begins to distort.
No one knew that Governor Hive City's next move would land in a place that no one could have imagined.
No one knows how big a storm this move will cause in the future.