[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-warhammer-starting-as-a-planetary-governor":3,"chapter-warhammer-starting-as-a-planetary-governor-warhammer-starting-as-a-planetary-governor-chapter-181":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"english","Warhammer: Starting as a Planetary Governor",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":21,"novelImage":22},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":16,"translator":17,"content_hash":18},1680951,2147,"Chapter 181 - 182: Delivering Compassion Personally?","warhammer-starting-as-a-planetary-governor-chapter-181",181,"\u003Cp>[Event For: Warhammer: Starting as a Planetary Governor!!] [200 PS = +1 Extra Chapter!!]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The blessing ceremony was interrupted. The chosen believer had fled!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Did that believer reject the Father's love?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rotigus, the Great Unclean One of Nurgle, felt a slight twinge of irritation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But as the most compassionate of Nurgle's servants, the generous and life-giving father of growth and abundance, this irritation quickly dissipated.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rotigus did not blame the believer who retreated midway, causing the ceremony to halt.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even though he had expended a considerable amount of precious plague viruses, he merely felt a sense of regret. The believer had missed the chance to embrace the love he deserved.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What could have gone wrong? Rotigus was curious.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He thought of descending upon the believer in person, singing elegies and wielding his bloatstaff, to personally bestow endless compassion.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Surely, such an act would win the believer's heart.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With this thought, Rotigus, his gaping, maggot-filled maw twisting into a grotesque but benevolent smile, murmured:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I must do this. Although it will require more power...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Love must be given freely to be truly reciprocated, must it not?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As his emotions swelled, tooth-like fissures opened across his putrid form, expelling seeds of rotting plant roots.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The repulsive, writhing vegetation spread in waves, nourished by the pestilence-laden storm ever-present around him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Under this plague storm, the twisted plants swelled grotesquely, flourishing into unnatural abundance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rotigus raised his bloatstaff, intensifying the storm as a swirling vortex formed in the space before him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dragging his bloated, mountain-like body forward, he prepared to step into the vortex and descend upon the believer's planet.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just as he was about to enter, Rotigus halted abruptly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A wave of indescribable joy washed over him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Praise to the Grandfather!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rotigus had received a summons from Nurgle himself.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Plague Father had sensed a new change in the galaxy and was calling on his Great Unclean Ones to create and spread a grand new plague.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was a rare and glorious opportunity.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dispelling the vortex, Rotigus temporarily set aside his plan to personally visit the believer.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He needed to return to his Grandfather without delay.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If not, his rival, Ku'gath Plaguefather—who had consumed Nurgle's most potent plague—might seize the chance to spread the Grandfather's love first.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rotigus turned and lumbered away, his steps thunderous as he practically skipped with glee.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His boundless joy was palpable to anyone who saw him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Soon, his immense form vanished into the ether, leaving behind only twisted plants and pools of slick, filthy water.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Squelch, squelch—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Several small, rotting Nurglings played in the muck, only to realize too late that their master had gone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Ahhhh!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Panicking, the little Nurglings scrambled to chase after him, tears welling in their festering eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In Train Town\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fran escorted Little Brown home, asking about the town's situation along the way.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As they walked through the town's central road, curious eyes peeked out from the wooden houses lining the path.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The residents watched the tall, bald stranger, speculating about where this emissary had come from.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What surprised them more was the transformation in Little Brown.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just hours ago, he had been on the verge of death, staggering with every step.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Now, his gait was steady, and his energy had returned.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Could the God-Emperor truly have blessed Little Brown?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fran frowned as he surveyed the haggard townsfolk lining the road.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Your town is severely short of water?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Our water has been contaminated. Recently, some people, unable to bear their thirst, drank the dirty water and immediately fell ill,\" Little Brown explained, gesturing in wide arcs.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Their stomachs swelled like balloons, and they vomited green sludge...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He looked up at Fran with hopeful eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"We're all dying of thirst. You're an emissary sent by the Savior—you must be powerful. Can you help us find clean water?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fran responded to the boy's plea:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"If it's water you need, that's no problem!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He resolved to rescue the townsfolk and spread the Savior's faith before the next Titan Train arrived.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As a missionary saint, it was his duty to follow the Redemption Codex, embodying selflessness and fearlessness while saving those deemed worthy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Little Brown cheered and ran toward his home, shouting:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"We have water! We have water!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The despairing residents heard his cries, their eyes lighting up with hope.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>An elderly man stopped Little Brown, urgently asking:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Child, is it true?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Little Brown beamed with pride.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"It's true! The God-Emperor answered my prayers and sent the Savior's emissary!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He pointed at Fran and declared:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"The saint will help us find clean water!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Praise the God-Emperor! A miracle has occurred!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The elderly man smiled, his faith renewed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After all, seeing Little Brown alive and well was already a miracle.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Word spread, and a growing crowd followed Fran and Little Brown.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They dared not disturb the saint, trailing behind him as if on a pilgrimage.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>By the time Fran reached Little Brown's home, a sea of emaciated, dehydrated townsfolk had gathered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fran turned to face them, meeting their hopeful, desperate gazes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He assured them that the Savior had sent him to save them from their suffering and that he would find a water source for the town.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The crowd erupted in cheers, kneeling to offer their reverence to both the Savior and his saint.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After dismissing the crowd, Fran entered Little Brown's home, checking on his younger siblings.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fortunately, their dehydration was mild and not life-threatening.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That evening, Fran gathered the town's repair workers and sketched out schematics for water-gathering machinery.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The design was for a small atmospheric water collector, capable of extracting moisture from the air and filtering it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thanks to advancements made by STC and Kaul, the device was relatively simple to construct, requiring only basic mechanical skills and readily available parts.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The workers got to work, assembling and installing the devices on rooftops, powered by fuel cells.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The collectors operated primarily at night, with water flowing into storage tanks by daybreak.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The residents waited eagerly, staying up all night by the tanks.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When morning came, the devices released a surprising amount of clean water—enough to alleviate their thirst, if not yet to drink freely.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The town erupted in joy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With the water crisis resolved, they could survive!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Over the following weeks, Fran and the workers repaired the God-Emperor's statue and began daily sermons.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The townsfolk gathered at the newly built chapel to pray and listen to Fran's stories about the merciful Savior who freed worlds from suffering.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fran prophesied:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"In eight years, the Savior will descend upon this world, driving out tyrants and bringing prosperity to all.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In addition to spreading the faith, Fran also treated the sick and opened a night school, teaching practical knowledge in agriculture and machinery.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the grim galaxy, knowledge—especially stable, Chaos-free knowledge—was a priceless gift.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fran's generosity solidified the townsfolk's faith in the coming Savior.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This method of missionary work, devised by Ron, was highly effective.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The saints, trained extensively in various fields, could transform even feudal worlds into industrialized societies.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Under Fran's guidance, the town flourished. Smiles returned to the people's faces, and they eagerly awaited the Savior's arrival.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A distant whistle sounded.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After nearly two months, another Titan Train arrived.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The repair workers, as usual, maintained and serviced the train while keeping the town's secret.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They also had another task: smuggling Fran aboard the train to the hive capital.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When the train departed, Fran was gone, accompanied by Little Brown, who had entrusted his siblings to the townsfolk.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Little Brown had decided to follow the saint and dedicate himself to the Savior's mission until the planet was liberated.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Months later.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>On Urth, in the spire governor's office.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eden stretched, having just reviewed the readiness of the armed forces. His day's work was done.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Suddenly, a psychic message reached him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Several missionary saints had successfully infiltrated Matila's hive capital.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eden closed his eyes, his consciousness merging with the hive network:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"It's time to visit Matira...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>(End of Chapter)\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Check Out My Patreon For +20 Extra Chapters On All My Fanfics!!][[email protected]\u002Fzaelum]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[+500 Power Stones = +1 Extra Chapter]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Thank You For Your Support!]\u003C\u002Fp>",1345,"2026-06-06T13:29:01.688Z",1,"novelbin.me","184820c2102e11ba52ac95bb8196dea94e43588ea29fafa24aeda460cb99faeb","warhammer-starting-as-a-planetary-governor-chapter-182","warhammer-starting-as-a-planetary-governor-chapter-180",771,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fwarhammer-starting-as-a-planetary-governor-cover.jpg"]