Warhammer: Starting as a Planetary Governor, Three Hundred Years in Tax Arrears
Chapter 83

The Latrine and Hope

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After obtaining the authority of the entire Hive City, Fu Haoran began to access the information of Underhive.

You won't know if you don't look at it, but you will be shocked when you look at it.

The blurry surveillance picture instantly covered the entire wall - in the dark corner of the sewer, several rickety figures were huddled in the dark, gnawing at the human remains on the ground, with the corners of their mouths split to the base of their ears, and two more clawed appendages sprouting from their arms, making them exactly four arms.

What makes Fu Haoran even more crazy is that for more than ten years, Lower Hive has seen hundreds of thousands of people go missing every year.

This data was unimaginable in the 2k era, but in Warhammer and Hive World, it was just a bit much.

"Damn it, this is only what has been recorded, wouldn't there be more that have not been recorded?"

Fu Haoran already had a hunch that the number of Genestealer Cult from Underhive might have reached an astonishing number, otherwise they would not dare to assassinate a judge.

"Sir, what is this? Is it a mutant?" Wade asked.

"It's Genestealer." Fu Haoran's voice deepened, and he pointed his fingertips on the screen, "They are not the mutants of Underhive, but the pioneers of Tyranids."

"Explain." Lucifiel on the side became interested.

She discovered that there were creatures in this world that she had never seen before.

"Even though they look like humans, they have long been infected and turned into another kind of creature."

"They will reproduce quickly by infecting other organisms, and they will also mate and reproduce. When the number is large enough, they will cultivate Psyker, and then send a signal to the star sector to summon Hive Fleet."

"Although Hive Fleet does not have the ability to sail like Warp, it seems to be able to travel at super-light speed with the help of its psychic beacon, and its sailing speed will not be much slower than that of Warp."

"Once Hive Fleet arrives, they will eat everything on the entire planet, literally, not even the magma in the crust will be left."

"Interesting. I'm looking forward to their arrival. We should be able to have an interesting war with them."

Seeing Lucifer's eager expression, Fu Haoran wanted to ask, can you lend me some troops?

"Sir... can this thing really climb from Underhive to Mid-Hive?" Wade's voice was a little waggish.

He stared at the monsters munching on the debris on the screen, his home in Mid-Hive flashed through his mind, and the hairs on his back stood up.

Wade has been a kid in Hive City for decades. I have seen mob rebellions seventeen times and cults causing hundreds of troubles, but I have never seen anything so penetrating.

There are Imperial Navy in space and orbital defense cannons near the ground. He used to think that Xenomorph was rubbish, but now when he looked at the red dots spreading on the screen, his palms were covered in cold sweat.

He has been with Fu Haoran for so long, and he has never seen his governor speak in such a tone, and he didn't even mean to make a joke.

"They will definitely come out to cause trouble." Fu Haoran answered firmly.

"Right now we need manpower, we need equipment, we need money."

"Before these monsters hatch out Psyker, their nest must be dug out of the ground and burned to ashes."

Wade nodded heavily. "Okay, sir, I will arrange for people to nail the H-7 area 24 hours a day and never let them expand further."

At this moment, a cold system prompt suddenly exploded in Fu Haoran's mind.

[Series of tasks: Haze (Completed)]

[Task reward: free attribute point +1, Si-Sai IV Planet Adeptus Arbites temporary command rights, Universal Points+1000, Adeptus Arbites standard equipment purchase rights permanently unlocked]

[Start series mission two: Undertide Team]

[Task introduction: You need to cultivate a group of sharp knife squads to nip the threat in the cradle, or complete the decapitation operation]

[Task requirement: Train a group of 50 people Tactical Squad within 40 days]

[Task reward: Obtain the coordinates of Purestrain Genestealer (Patriarch)]

[PS: If you don't want to die ugly later, please take it seriously]

Fu Haoran I really want to ask if we can lead an army to clean the ground directly, but after thinking about it, I think this is unrealistic.

The more people there are, the easier it is to be discovered.

"Since the system has given the coordinates, it must have asked me to behead Purestrain Genestealer."

Fu Haoran knows that as long as the pureblood who is Patriarch dies, the neural connections within Genestealer Cult will be disconnected, and the remaining Genestealers will only become a piece of loose sand.

Fu Haoran stared at System Panel and twitched the corner of his mouth.

This is probably the simplest system task he has completed since time travel.

But he wasn't even half happy.

This thing is like the door of a latrine. It opens when you push it, but the latrine inside is so dirty that you can't look directly at it.

He clicked on the details page of Adeptus Arbites's temporary command authority. The most conspicuous line in bold font was immediately eye-catching:

[Can command Adeptus Arbites law enforcement personnel: 0 people]

[PS: After the death of Horn Arbitrator, all law enforcement forces on planet Adeptus Arbites will be taken over by the public security judge Dredd]

Scam!

A naked fraud!

"The emotional system you gave me is a blank check!"

But it's not entirely without good news.

At least the Adeptus Arbites equipment purchase mall that was just unlocked still aroused the interest of Fu Haoran.

In addition to the Flak Armour that is worn daily and equipped with conventional weapons, what really interests Fu Haoran is the exclusive weapons at the back.

The first column of the page is the standard configuration of Adeptus Arbites [Cyber-Mastiff], which comes with thermal imaging and life signal detection. It has extremely high recognition of the Xenomorph gene. It is a powerful tool for hunting Underhive. The price is 80 Universal Points/head, and it comes with 500 Throne Coin, which is not expensive.

Looking back, something heavyweight is coming.

[Castigator], Adeptus Arbites special riot control unit.

[Introduction: A semi-sentient servo robot with built-in brain remains of a retired bailiff that meets legal requirements. It has no emotional fluctuations and is absolutely loyal to the legal provisions of the empire. Its thick armor is immune to most small weapons and has its own battlefield repair system. It is a mobile fortress that is more terrifying than a cult in the eyes of gangs and rebels.]

Price: 3000 Universal Points+20,000 Throne Coin.

Castigator reminded Fu Haoran of his favorite "RoboCop" when he was a child. Although it was not so big, the settings were similar, with basically only one head left.

"For the sake of sentiment, buy one."

Fu Haoran gritted his teeth and bought one.

[Castigator has been distributed to the exclusive hangar of Governor's Office, with accompanying explosive ammunition and maintenance manuals updated simultaneously].

Fu Haoran blew a whistle and finally dug out something real from the system.

Soon, a mecha appeared in front of Fu Haoran.

It is no exaggeration to say that it is the mortal version of Dreadnought.

The four-meter-tall Plasteel has a matte black body and a built-in deflection position generator. The left arm is a Assault Cannon that resembles Gatling. It is the Heavy Bolter that can only be used by Space Marine and Terminator.

Fu Haoran was very satisfied with this, so he continued reading.

I have to admit, Adeptus Arbites is really awesome.

In addition to Leman Russ, Valkyrie Transport, Fu Haoran actually saw [Punisher-class Strike Cruiser]!

Taking another look at the configuration, Fu Haoran only sees the word "want".

Punisher-class Strike Cruiser has the speed of a light cruiser plus the combat effectiveness of a cruiser. It has heavy armor, torpedoes, bombardment guns, and fighter jets, as well as advanced scanners for locating rebel dens.

"It is actually equipped with a short-range artillery array and a powerful bombardment gun. Its firepower is much better than the Navy's Dauntless-class Light Cruiser and Space Marine's Strike Cruiser..."

"No wonder they say that the police are little Ascart, and their equipment is simply inhumane."

"As a security ship, this firepower configuration is a bit too strong."

Fu Haoran Continue to scroll down, and at the bottom of the page, there is a line of small gray words locked there:

[Punisher-class Strike Cruiser, customizable armed modules, supports installment payment]

Down payment: 30,000 Universal Points + 24 billion Throne Coin

Full amount: 110,000 Universal Points + 90 billion Throne Coin

Fu Haoran stared at the screen and was silent for three seconds.

"You want Universal Points as experience and Throne Coin as military expenses? Did you co-author this system with reference to World of Warships?"

Fu Haoran is so greedy.

"If you can really drive it to the sky above Hive City, then Genestealers is not Genestealers. If you hit Macro-cannon, it will all turn into rubbish."

Unfortunately, it's too expensive.

Fu Haoran did some calculations and found out that based on his current financial income in Hive City, he would have to save for 40 years just to make a down payment.

Fu Haoran closed the page with a blank expression.

"If you can't afford it, leave."

Right now, the most important thing is to complete the mission.

Fu Haoran just turned off System Panel, and Wade came in with the data panel:

"Sir, this is the prisoner's situation, please take a look first."

Fu Haoran flipped through it quickly, and his eyes stopped on the three words "Ogryn".

Underhive The tunnel is so narrow that regular troops cannot enter, and gangsters cannot trust it. Only these stupid big guys who can withstand and fight are absolutely reliable... well, at least they are excellent human shields.

"I have chosen, you go and prepare." Fu Haoran ordered.

Wade nodded. "Okay, who is he?"

Fu Haoran was silent for two seconds. "Ogryn."

Wade's smile froze on his face.

"Governor... are you serious?"

If it were possible, Fu Haoran wouldn't want to, but when he thought about having to fight in the narrow Underhive next, Fu Haoran felt that this might be the best choice.

Fu Haoran rubbed his eyebrows. "Yes, that's them. Also, ask Ministry of Internal Affairs when our Commissar will arrive. I urgently need Commissar here."

Wade seemed to have thought of something, and felt sympathy for Commissar, whom he had not yet met, for three seconds.

I'm afraid Commissar doesn't know that he is facing fifty giant babies that can trample through the training ground.

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