[{"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-281":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},1681201,2147,"Chapter 281 - 282 – You’re the Conservative One! Your Whole Family’s Conservative!","warhammer-starting-as-a-planetary-governor-chapter-281",281,"\u003Cp>Mars. Deep beneath the surface – Tinos Hypercubic Labyrinth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bzzz~\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Under the control of the Guardian Order's tech-sages, the intricate machine powered on, emitting a beam of energy—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Which was projected onto the C'tan shard.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thump, thump, thump!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The shard, pulsating like a heart inside the mechanical ring, was agitated and began beating more violently.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The once dormant shard grew increasingly active, radiating a stronger tide of dark green light. The pulse of life within it became clearer and more intense.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Everyone could feel it—the influence this rhythm had on all machinery.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It contained the very essence of all machines, as if all the constructs in the universe were destined to bow before it!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Praise the Omnissiah!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The tech-sages collapsed to their knees before the overwhelming power, lost in fanatical devotion.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One by one, they tore the implants from their bodies—offering them to the great Omnissiah.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As each implant was ripped from flesh and metal, their augmented bodies crumbled, leaving them paralyzed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even as they fell, they continued to pray and worship fanatically.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was grotesque, terrifying.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was the true god of the Adeptus Mechanicus—or more precisely, the true master of this shard:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Void Dragon, once one of the mightiest of the C'tan.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Void Dragon had dominion over all machines. Even shattered, even as mere fragments, it exerted immense influence over mechanical constructs.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In truth, the Void Dragon might be the Imperium's most dangerous enemy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Because humanity was utterly dependent on machines—and had blindly placed their trust in them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not just the Tech-Priests—most citizens of the Imperium bore implants of some kind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If the Void Dragon ever awakened and restored its full form, it could disable every machine in the Imperium.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Total collapse.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Worse, it could seize control of every mechanical device and implant.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Such a catastrophe would eclipse even the Men of Iron rebellion.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Outside the labyrinth gates—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"What tremendous power...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Oud Oudia Raskian's immense, building-sized form trembled slightly. His emotions were complicated.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He both yearned for this power—and feared it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He could feel it clearly—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If he entered the chamber, he would likely suffer the same fate as the tech-sages.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Still, the Fabricator General had already made up his mind. One day, he would find a way to control this force.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When that day came, no one would dare defy his will again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Such overwhelming power will surely annihilate that damned heretical platform!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Oudia was ecstatic.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After so much preparation, the moment of victory had finally come.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The resistance's struggle was laughable.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The fate of the heretical platform they cherished was now in his hands.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>All he had to do—was pull the mechanical lever.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The great power of the Void Dragon would surge through the conduits and obliterate the heretical platform on the network level—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Along with that abominable AI, Webby.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>CLUNK!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Oudia yanked down the lever without hesitation. The dark green energy surged through the cables, shooting toward the portal.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It then reached a mechanical sphere linked to a central databank.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"This is what happens when you defy the Fabricator General!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Oudia sneered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He couldn't wait to see the forum vaporized—and the shock and fear on his enemies' faces.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Without the heretical platform, the dissenters were nothing but scattered sand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With the power of Mars HQ and the conservative faction, he could crush them one by one!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Once their leaders were removed and replaced with loyal conservatives—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The entire Mechanicus would have no choice but to submit to his will.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And once the Mechanicus was unified under him—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He would become the most powerful man in the Imperium.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not even the Primarchs could point fingers at him!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Oudia fantasized proudly about the future. His optical sensors glowed brighter with excitement.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Great Mars shal—\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>BOOM—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The mechanical sphere exploded!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The outpouring of dark green energy disrupted his systems, disabling his shields.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Shards from the blast hit him square in the face.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>???\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Omnissiah, what just happened?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Oudia's voice caught in his throat, like a strangled rooster.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before he could react—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The guiding machine inside the Tinos Labyrinth also exploded.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Shockwaves rippled outward. The unleashed energy struck several elders of the Guardian Order, gravely injuring them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They collapsed in agony.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>BOOM—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Oudia's out-of-control body crashed to the ground like a toppling fortress.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Instantly, the labyrinth's failsafe system detected the disturbance—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And responded by sealing the C'tan shard's chamber.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The labyrinth's gate slammed shut, locking the entire structure in airtight containment—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Blocking out all external interference and danger.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Someone tell me what the hell just happened!!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Oudia roared in fury, forcing his damaged body upright.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Grand Elder of the Guardian Order wailed:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Omnissiah preserve us—the gate has locked again! We've lost access permissions!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They had spent thousands of years just to acquire a sliver of access—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The chance to touch that divine power.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Now it was gone!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And the labyrinth's creators possessed unmatched mechanical knowledge—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even they couldn't force open the door.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Oudia, this is YOUR fault! You insisted on using the Void Dragon's power— And this is the result!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The elders began shouting and beating him with their staffs, plunging the scene into chaos.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Silence! ENOUGH!!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Oudia howled in rage, but couldn't stop them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If his weapons systems weren't malfunctioning, he'd have blasted these old fools to pieces!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Luckily, the Legio Cybernetica guards arrived just in time, dragging the elders away—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Restoring order, for the moment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then, the truth came out:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The attack failed because the Mecha Forum was shut down.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not only had it gone offline—it had severed all network connections.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This caused the Void Dragon's power to over-accumulate, which overloaded the guiding machine.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Worst of all—that damned public statement.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Originally, Oud Oudia had attacked the forum in the name of Mars HQ.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But the announcement had pointed the finger directly at him alone!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Reading it, Oudia was overwhelmed by an indescribable sense of crisis.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The struggle had entered a dangerous stage.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One wrong move—and he could lose everything.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Quick! Mobilize all forces to reinforce Mars!!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Oudia acted immediately.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There was no time to hesitate. He had to crush the dissenters with overwhelming force—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Or risk losing all his power.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And he couldn't show the slightest weakness. If the dissenters caught even a hint of fear—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They would swarm him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fortunately, the conservative faction was still strong.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After Mars HQ issued its decree, hundreds of Forge Worlds, Titan Legions, and Knight Houses pledged their support.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As reinforcements began mobilizing—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Oudia felt a measure of relief. With this force, not even Holy Terra could challenge him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>All he had to do now was use the full might of Mars HQ to suppress the most defiant Forge Worlds—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And victory would be his.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Meanwhile, on Holy Terra...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The High Lords and institution leaders fell silent.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At this point, unless Oudia personally requested assistance, they couldn't interfere.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Otherwise, it could trigger an even greater crisis.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A Forge World.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Mecha Forum shutdown sparked a massive uproar.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In a shadowy alley—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"OUUUUDIAAAA, F*CK YOUUUUU!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Several Tech-Priests from the Webby cult shouted in rage, sparking instant resonance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Their outcry spread like wildfire.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Their anger ignited the crowd.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They stepped into the center of the street, cursing with wild abandon. More Tech-Priests joined them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before long, a massive crowd was marching behind them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In truth, many didn't know where they were going or why.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They just followed the crowd, chanting curses at the Fabricator General.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing the growing movement, more curious Tech-Priests came to watch—and joined in.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The group swelled rapidly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gear Avenue.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As the procession passed a lab, a Tech-Priest—exhausted from days of work—was roused by the noise.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He poked his head out and looked at the crowded streets.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bleary-eyed, he mumbled,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Omnissiah above... why are there so many people?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Suddenly, someone in the crowd made eye contact and yelled, \"Hey bro, you in?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Oh... okay!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just those words—\"you in?\"—had a strange power.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He didn't know them. Didn't ask where or why.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He simply threw on his robes, leapt from the window, and joined the parade.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No clue what was happening—but following the crowd had to be right.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As the protest advanced, more and more Tech-Priests joined.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Suddenly, the Webby cultists at the front halted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So did the whole crowd.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They looked around at one another, confused.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Only now did they start wondering:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Where exactly are we going?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There were so many of them—surely they needed to do something, right?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Otherwise, all this yelling was exhausting.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And when large crowds gather, there's always someone who steps up to \"strategize.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One smart guy scratched his head, looked ahead, and muttered:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Hey... this road leads to the Fabrication Palace, doesn't it?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That did it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You're right! Let's go to the Fabrication Palace!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Yeah! I heard the Fabricator Director only got his job by sucking up to the conservatives—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And HE issued the forum ban!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The lead Tech-Priest turned to the crowd and bellowed:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"BROTHERS! TO THE FABRICATION PALACE!!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"He's a conservative! He must pay the price!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"SCREW THAT BASTARD DIRECTOR!!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The crowd surged forward, now with a clear goal.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And they were organized.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This wasn't just a rabble.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>These were elite engineers.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Weapon-making elite engineers.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They called for reinforcements and split into teams.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>More Tech-Priests arrived—hauling heavy weaponry.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Someone even rolled out a freshly built macro-cannon from his lab.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They swept through the city like a flood, heading for the palace.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The local guards didn't dare interfere.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This wasn't a gang—it was a legion of Tech-Priests.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Many were full Magi.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Their research projects included everything from melta rays to gravity weapons, super-heavy tanks, customized combat servitors, and entire aerial assault platforms.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With firepower like this, they could conquer a planet.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The guards backed off, merely reporting developments to the palace.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And quietly escorting the mob like security.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was no longer a protest.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was a marching army.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A massive, ticking powder keg headed for the Fabrication Palace.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Inside the palace—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Omnissiah... are they coming to depose me?!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Fabricator Director was panicking.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"The decree came from Mars HQ! I had no choice! Besides, I only suggested it... I didn't enforce it!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He wanted to run—get to Mars HQ where it was safe.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But some bastard had locked the spaceport and activated orbital cannons.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>All escape routes were blocked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ironically, the palace—despite the threat—was the safest place right now thanks to its powerful shielding system.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Say something!!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He turned to his two deputy directors for help.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Together, the three of them had enough firepower to hold the line temporarily.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But only temporarily. If full war broke out, they'd have to run.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The deputies, however, just stared coldly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They didn't like him—and didn't want to be involved.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"This is your mess, Director. You fix it.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"That's right. If you don't go out now, they'll break in.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Their tone was firm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This wasn't just about the palace anymore—any wrong move could kill them all.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Director was furious.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>From their expressions, if he didn't go out, they might throw him out themselves.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He wasn't even a proper conservative—he'd never been in their inner circle.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Why die for them?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He gritted his teeth, activated every defensive field he had, and mounted a hover platform—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Heading to the square.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had to make this crowd disperse.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As he emerged, the sheer size of the crowd terrified him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The slogans made him tremble.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He hadn't realized how much the Tech-Priests loved the forum—or how much they hated the conservatives.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was bad...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bzzz~\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The palace shields activated.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Director floated to the edge and activated the voice amplifier.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"My friends, I understand your anger, but—\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>ROAAAAR!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The crowd's rage surged, drowning him out.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Someone even set up a heavy cannon.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"So it's war, then? You forced my hand!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Director gave up on peace. He made his decision.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>BOOM—BOOM—BOOM\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Giant cannons rose from the palace, their black muzzles menacing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The crowd quieted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No one backed down. They stared angrily ahead.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>More energy shields began to shimmer among the crowd.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tension reached its peak.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Everyone held their breath.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Director finally got a chance to speak. He turned the amplifier to maximum and shouted:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"OUDIA RASKIAN, F*CK YOUUUU!!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His voice echoed across the square.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>???\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The crowd was stunned.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then—cheers erupted!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing the reaction, the Director exhaled deeply.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He'd survived.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Luckily, he'd severed ties with the conservatives just in time.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was never truly one of them anyway.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Why die with them?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Protest! Protest!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Director stepped through the shield barrier and blended into the crowd with ease.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He shouted, \"Down with the decree! Long live the Mecha Forum!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Over and over, he yelled slogans.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was now the protest leader.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He fully backed the people's demands. Opposing the conservatives. Calling for Oudia's trial.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And no one was louder than him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If Oudia didn't fall—he was finished.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At the front of the procession, the Director raised his fist and roared:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Down with the decree! Put Oudia on trial!!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lucius Forge World.Fabrication Palace.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The conservatives were being driven out.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Tech-Magi were furious: \"You damn conservative! GET OUT!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>An old Tech-Magus snapped: \"You're the conservative! Your whole family's conservative! I'm a forum member, not one of those conservatives!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Got any proof?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The old man froze. Everyone stared.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then, with a grunt, he opened a hidden pocket—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And revealed dozens of adorable Webby emblems.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>GASP!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The crowd was stunned.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even a thick-browed old-timer like him had secretly defected—and joined the Webby cult?!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The suspicion vanished instantly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Everyone knew the Webby cult was the staunchest supporter of the Mecha Forum.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And the old guy's badges were top-tier—only veteran members could earn them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At the same time—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Across all Forge Worlds not under conservative control—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The rage of the Tech-Priests ignited.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Similar uprisings broke out everywhere.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Suddenly, the conservatives became despised—and dangerous.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>People scrambled to distance themselves—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And many were the first to call for a purge...\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>",2329,"2026-06-06T13:29:01.688Z",1,"novelbin.me","9fe38b1bb82e2bdf057fb89a95fabb0e083d004135f20ad136415ce3ad240e66","warhammer-starting-as-a-planetary-governor-chapter-282","warhammer-starting-as-a-planetary-governor-chapter-280",771,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fwarhammer-starting-as-a-planetary-governor-cover.jpg"]