[{"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-285":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},1681205,2147,"Chapter 285 - 286 – Eden: Do You Believe in the Light?","warhammer-starting-as-a-planetary-governor-chapter-285",285,"\u003Cp>Lunar Forge World.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Massive foundries sprawled across the surface, spewing steam and faintly radiating golden psychic light.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Whoosh—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A strike cruiser tore through the atmosphere and descended slowly, its hull gleaming with the golden sun sigil under the illumination.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Brilliant and radiant.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was the chariot of the Great Savior.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Upon seeing this, the tech-priests and workers of the forge world all saluted the ship.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"This is the final stop, right?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eden yawned and strolled off the ship. Draped in robes threaded with precious metals, he exuded a lazy yet noble aura.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After wrapping up the matters at the Mechanicum Forum, he returned to Urth and began a multi-day inspection tour.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was personally examining the progress of key projects across his territory.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Currently, the domain was pushing forward several critical research endeavors—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Like decoding the Panacea.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The goal of the Medical Research Institute was to unlock the associated technology in order to manufacture targeted, low-cost medicines to treat plagues.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>However, since the Panacea was a product of the Golden Age, the technology was extremely advanced. Thus, the decoding progress...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Was painstakingly slow.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Still, Eden had issued an uncompromising order: no matter the cost or time, this must be researched to completion.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Because in the near future, a horrific plague would sweep across the galaxy, claiming the lives of countless humans.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It would be a plague war waged by the Chaos God Nurgle against humanity.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hardly any civilized world would be spared.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eden didn't even want to imagine how many people would die in his domain, how devastating the blow would be.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fortunately, there was still time. And there were ways to prepare in advance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Besides this, with the vast amounts of technical data acquired at the Mechanicum Forum, a new generation of equipment was also in development.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was primarily focused on full-body armor for regular humans.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A highly experimental design ahead of its time—riddled with challenges.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just protecting against Chaos corruption alone was enough to give the researchers migraines.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Warp was a spiritual realm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A Greater Daemon of Chaos could shatter the will of mortals on sight, even corrode and control their minds.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In such cases, no matter how strong the armor, it would be meaningless.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Might as well just give every soldier a meltagun—score a hit and that's already a win.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Of course, one had to dream. If such equipment could be developed, that would be the ideal outcome.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With powerful resource support, Eden could then have an infinite supply of scaled-down Astartes among his mortal forces.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Savior, my lord,\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The head of the heavy vehicle division greeted respectfully. \"The testing grounds are ready. We can begin the demonstration of the new equipment at any time.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Then let's go...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eden boarded the transport and headed to the testing site.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was quite looking forward to the new gear—after all, these were big toys, the kind men dreamed of...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Soon, the vehicle arrived at a colossal testing ground, several kilometers tall.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Boom boom boom—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As Eden stepped off, he heard the heavy, metallic thuds of machinery.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A towering six-meter-tall, crimson-colored Dreadnought stomped into view—developed entirely by the domain's own Dreadnought Research Institute.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was dubbed the Redemption-class Mk I Dreadnought.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though its body was bulky, unlike the Imperium's Dreadnoughts, it featured streamlined design principles.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Far more agile in appearance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Currently, all Dreadnoughts, Knights, and Titans produced by the domain had semi-automated piloting modes installed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This reduced mental strain, allowing more people to pilot these massive war machines.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There were three piloting tiers implemented.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tier One could be easily handled by well-trained ordinary pilots.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tier Two was a semi-automated, fully neural-linked mode akin to the Imperium's method.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Much harder to control.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Reserved for geniuses or those with special piloting talent—though regular skilled pilots could manage it for short bursts, assuming they weren't worried about brain damage.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As for Tier Three, it employed Titan-grade plasma reactor recoil-start tech.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A blazing overload mode.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Exclusively for legends and heroes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ordinary pilots could activate this in critical moments for a do-or-die gambit—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But they'd likely end up in the ICU... or dead on the spot.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Still, for the Imperium of Man, where loyalty and sacrifice reigned supreme, this was a necessary and valuable feature.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Delivering a fatal blow to humanity's enemies through necessary sacrifice—to save countless others—was a price worth paying...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Humanity's survival in the hellscape of the galaxy had relied heavily on brutal sacrifice.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eden sighed slightly and refocused, his gaze returning to the crimson Dreadnought.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At the moment, it was performing a variety of complex maneuvers, testing its flexibility.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Beep beep beep—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>An alarm sounded.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It marked the beginning of the test.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Researchers began retreating, leaving only the massive battlefield simulation zone—and the crimson Dreadnought—behind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eden followed them back to the shielded observation platform.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After all, the Dreadnought's firepower was intense. One stray heavy explosive shell or storm cannon burst...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Could easily cause injuries.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rumble—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The far-side gate of the test area opened, and a familiar-looking Dreadnought strode forth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eden immediately recognized it: \"Isn't that the Contemptor Dreadnought the heavy-armor sneaky lads dragged out last time?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was thanks to that Contemptor that the domain had initially acquired the tech to build Dreadnoughts.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And had gained a bonus in the form of the millennia-old veteran Colin, now a Space Marine instructor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It seemed the research institute was pitting the Imperial Dreadnought against the new Redemption Mk I for a trial match...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>To assess the performance of the new model.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Contemptor had been restored quite well, except for a data cable trailing from its back—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Likely simulating a neural link for piloting.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Once the two Dreadnoughts closed in, they halted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The next instant—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>BOOM—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They raised their primary weapons and unleashed a ferocious bombardment: explosive shells, heavy cannons, plasma blasts pouring out in torrents.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Under the withering fire—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The obstacles were shredded like paper.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Neither Dreadnought dodged; it was pure firepower suppression.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Clearly, the crimson Redemption Mk I had superior firepower and stronger defenses.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Clang clang clang!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Contemptor's shield failed first.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Its frame took direct hits.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing this, the Redemption ceased fire, standing firm under the enemy's continued assault.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seconds later, its own shields collapsed as well.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thud thud thud—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The two machines ceased fire and charged forward for brutal melee combat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They targeted each other's weak spots with savage close-combat weapons.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For a moment, the air rang with the clash of metal.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You think... that crimson Dreadnought pilot holds a grudge against the Contemptor? He's going way too hard.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eden watched wide-eyed as the crimson mech unleashed a vicious beating, its agility overwhelming the Contemptor, then dug into it with its power claw—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Flattening it completely.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Buzz—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Green lights flashed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The observation shield dropped.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Researchers rushed in with engineering vehicles and testing instruments.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ready to retrieve the data immediately.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Soon, the crimson Dreadnought's cockpit opened, and Colin leapt down—clearly in good spirits.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"So it was this guy—no wonder he took it personally...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eden approached. Upon seeing Colin, he understood immediately.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After all, this veteran had suffered millennia of inhuman torment trapped inside that old Dreadnought.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The old models were hot, cramped, and a physical and spiritual nightmare.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eden smiled and asked,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Colin, how's the new Dreadnought feel?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Praise the Emperor...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Colin's eyes shimmered as painful memories flickered in his mind. \"The new Dreadnought feels heavenly—an absolute delight. No doubt about it—my old tin can was hell incarnate!!!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He wasn't wrong.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Compared to the old model, piloting the new Redemption-class was pure pleasure.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Now, all the research institutes had adopted the Savior's design philosophy—ensuring comfort without sacrificing performance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For example, this crimson Dreadnought—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not only did it have an air circulation system, but also temperature regulation—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Maintaining a cabin temperature ideal for human comfort.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even the seats were ergonomically designed—comfortable and soft, enabling smoother control.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They even added a compact hot-cold storage unit so pilots could replenish their energy with delicious meals anytime.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When poor: rely on tactics. When rich: firepower saturation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The domain's current military development principles boiled down to three things:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>More intense firepower. Carpet-bomb everything.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lavish logistics. Don't hold back—build like mad.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Equipment comfort. No anti-human designs.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With that kind of philosophy, even Space Marines had grown reluctant to fire single-shot bolters.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Why bother—go full-auto, baby.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Logistics would get more ammo into your hands fast.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even in extreme cases—deep behind enemy lines—support teams would find a way to teleport ammo to you.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sometimes they'd teleport reinforcements in with the ammo.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bottom line: fight with everything you've got.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The warriors needed only to focus on combat—logistics would handle the rest.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And Eden's ability to make this possible—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Was due to the immense logistical network he had built. The number of logistics personnel was several times the size of the army itself.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In his view, wars were won with resources and logistics.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No matter what, the warriors must never end up stranded—out of ammo and cut off.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With enough resources, such a strategy and logistical framework was essential.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was the best way to preserve the warriors' combat effectiveness.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After all, the Savior had created such excellent conditions. How could his warriors not be even more loyal?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Colin gently stroked the crimson mech. \"If only these Dreadnoughts could be adopted in the Imperium... The old veterans wouldn't have to suffer anymore.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Yeah...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eden looked at it with a sigh. \"That day will come.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The crimson Dreadnought was built using Sun Core energy and alien tech.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For now, it couldn't be widely adopted in the Imperium.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Most Chapters preferred pure human technology—they'd probably reject it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But once the domain's influence spread, and it earned stellar results on battlefields across the stars—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That view might change.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then the domain could begin mass-producing these new models for the Chapters.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Having completed the inspection of the Dreadnought, the Savior moved on to the Knight test ground.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"This—this is what men really want to play with...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gazing up at the 10-meter-tall Imperial Knight, Eden's DNA lit up with excitement.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Redemption Series Knight Mechs manufactured by the domain had optimized body size.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Overall, they featured a sleek, streamlined design.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Their limbs and joints had been reinforced and covered in heavy armor plating.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Additionally, they were equipped with dual-layered defensive shields.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The appearance sat somewhere between the mechs of Eden's past life and the Imperium's Knight armor—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Imposing and majestic, exuding unmatched deterrence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At present, the domain possessed three categories of large war machines:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dreadnoughts, Knight Mechs, and Titans.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dreadnoughts were affiliated with the Astartes Chapters and piloted by Space Marines.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Knight Mechs and Titans, however, belonged to the domain's army proper—the Storm Army Group.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Currently, the Storm Army Group had already undergone expansion, forming the Knight Heavy Synthetic Brigade and the Titan Heavy Synthetic Brigade—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Designed to meet various combat environments.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With this structure, these war machines could operate with even greater coordination.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>According to the domain's military classification:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Astartes were specialized assault teams for high-difficulty operations.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Storm Army Group handled large-scale warfare.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Naturally, in all-out war, the two forces would fight side-by-side.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After glancing at the Knight Mech, Eden couldn't hold back anymore:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Since I'm already here, I've got to try it!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Who wouldn't want to pilot a mech?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And with his near-Primarch-level physical and mental strength, even without training—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He could easily handle it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>BOOM—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The massive dark-gold mech stepped forward, kicking up a cloud of smoke.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Hoo~ The experience really is something else...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eden focused on the sensation of his mind linking with the machine—feeling as if he'd become one with the Knight.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The cognitive load was negligible for him—almost like it wasn't even there.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet, he still detected a faint delay.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Knight Mech trudged awkwardly at first, but after a few steps, its movements grew smooth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then—another Knight Mech of the same type approached from the other side.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Damn it... Savior, is that you in the mech!?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A gruff voice crackled through the comms—it was Arye, commander of the Storm Army Group, clearly caught off guard.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was obvious: the pilot of the other mech was none other than Arye.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A battle-hardened brawler who'd never miss a chance to test these behemoths.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I'm just trying it out. But don't hold back.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eden moved the mech's joints, limbering up—clearly ready for a proper bout.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Alright then—prepare to witness the true power of Undying Arye!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Arye grew serious. His opponent was the Savior himself—he had to go all out.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>BOOM BOOM BOOM—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As the test began, Eden unleashed a barrage of cannon fire.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>All of it missed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>???\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>How is he dodging this?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>BANG—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing his suppressive fire fail, Eden activated the rear boosters on the Knight, launching himself toward Arye.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was one of the domain's signature techs.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rumor had it that some grease monkey from the Mechanicum Forum had proposed the idea—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It had even been retrofitted onto some Titans.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Buzz!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mid-charge, Eden activated the power chainsword, swinging it at Arye.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Again—dodged.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Luckily, his reflexes were fast enough to reverse the attack and land a direct cannon hit.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Arye immediately retaliated, nearly slicing off half of Eden's mech's shoulder armor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The fierce battle rocked the entire testing ground.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the end—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>both Knight Mechs were totaled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>THUD—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eden's cockpit was ejected and landed on the ground. He staggered out, dazed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That fight had gotten a little too heated.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Arye's Knight fared even worse—utterly wrecked, sparking wildly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Savior, are you alright?!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Arye ran over nervously, sweat beading down his face—worried the Savior might've been hurt.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>BOOM!!!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Behind him, his Knight exploded violently, shrapnel flying everywhere.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fortunately, Eden's shield had absorbed the blast without issue.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He quickly looked up at Arye—wondering if the guy had a shield on him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If he'd gotten hurt, that'd be very bad.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Eden's worry was unwarranted—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>From the intense fight to the explosive impact, Arye didn't even have a scratch!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What kind of divine physique was this guy!?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As the Knight exploded and the test concluded, researchers rushed toward the wreckage.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>To collect the data.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Compared to low-intensity combat trials, these full-on battles yielded far more data.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Of course, these massive war machines would ultimately need real battlefield deployment for proper validation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Only with sufficient combat data could mass production proceed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After all, once the assembly lines started running—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They'd churn out machines nonstop.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If performance issues arose then, the losses would be massive.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That's why caution was critical.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Due to relative peace within the sector, there were no major wars.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The military department had already begun planning to deploy this batch of heavy war machines to external battlefields—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>To be tested in actual combat and assist friendly worlds.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>——\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Spire Estate.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bedroom.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eden lay back against his pillow, browsing reports on his data slate—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was his usual pre-sleep routine.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Now that the Propaganda Department had set up an official news agency—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They were even preparing a TV division to shoot documentaries glorifying the Great Savior.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Compared to old methods, this was a total upgrade.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As he scrolled—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Suddenly, the screen began to stutter and fill with garbled text.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At the same time, the lights in the bedroom flickered faintly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eden instantly sat up, alert.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Chaos invasion... don't tell me that Slaanesh's pet is knocking at the door!?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"F-Father!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The voice of Webby came through the slate, distorted and panicked—a cry for help.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The domain's psychic network—Webby's core—was under attack!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eye of Terror.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dark Mechanicum territory.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A massive ring-shaped Chaos machine, covered in tumors of flesh and metal, floated in the void.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Within the core, Daemonic Tech-Priests, Data-Eaters, and the great demigod Vashtorr worked in unison.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dozens of fleshy-mechanical tendrils bound Vashtorr tightly to the machine.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Soon... I will attain godhood!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Vashtorr screeched with a metallic cackle, spewing torrents of data toward a distant data firewall—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Unleashing a full-scale invasion.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At the same time—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A horde of Dark Mechanicum followers knelt beneath the machine, chanting binary prayers in madness.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>More tendrils stabbed into their skulls, draining their cortexes for raw computational power.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Praise the Dark Machine God!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Their fanaticism grew.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They would offer their power to seize the Imperium's sacred platform!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The enormous data attack shattered the defenses like glass.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Urth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Machine Spirit Citadel – Data Control Center.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"The firewall's down! Chaos code has breached Webby's core!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kaul screamed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eden stared at the monitoring screen, anxiety boiling inside.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even setting emotions aside—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Webby was the foundation of his domain's development.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Any disruption would be catastrophic.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Like now—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With all of her computing power focused on defense, the entire domain had gone offline.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even electricity was affected. Operations everywhere ground to a halt.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Many forges ceased production.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The entire sector's economy was hemorrhaging.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Worse, this was a data-layer invasion—Eden could hardly help at all.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There was likely only one being capable of such an attack—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The demigod Vashtorr.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If Webby was devoured, the consequences were unimaginable.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kaul kept typing furiously—but nothing worked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"The enemy's processing power is stronger than Webby's—we can't stop it!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Chaos attack came too suddenly. Dozens of defensive firewalls had been breached with ease.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You believe in the Light?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eden suddenly said aloud.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Huh?\" Kaul blinked, confused.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"If Webby doesn't have enough processing power—then we'll give her some!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eden issued commands:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Webby, allocate some power to open a line with the Mechanicum Forum—fully unlock your processing channels.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kaul—post a message on the Forum.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tell all the forge worlds: lend us your processing power!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Since Webby had shared her power with the tech-heads before—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Now they could return the favor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Today, mortal minds would stand against a demigod.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eden barked:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Go! Get the brothers online!!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mars.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Weapon Forge.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"What's going on?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Burna stared at the garbled data, panic-stricken—on the verge of tears.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Those were the signs of Chaos code.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even worse—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The data showed that the Goddess Webby was under attack!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The entire Mechanicum community was thrown into a frenzy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It felt like everything beautiful was slipping away.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then—a new message overlaid the corrupted feed:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chaos daemons are invading to seize the platform and devour the Machine Goddess.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Forum calls upon all Tech-Priests to donate processing power!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was an immensely risky action.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If anything went wrong, it could fry their brains and cause massive injuries.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zzzt—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Burna didn't hesitate. He slammed a data cable into the port on the back of his skull.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"For the Machine Goddess!!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Data surged through his mechanical eyes. He froze in place, channeling every ounce of his meager processing power.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>To defend the beauty they once had.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Stygies Forge World – Forge Temple.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Executive directive: All Stygies personnel—donate processing power to the Forum! Fight to the death!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The forge director issued the order firmly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One cybernetic arm gripped a thick cable. He gently tapped the Webby crest on his chest.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"For the Machine Goddess...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He whispered—and jammed the cable into the port on his head.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the hall, every senior adept did the same.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"For the Machine Goddess!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At the same time—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Across all other forge worlds, the tech-heads plugged themselves in.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lending their strength.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>To them, the Forum was a cyber-holy land.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Their spiritual home.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was the tech-heads' war against Chaos.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And they would never allow Chaos to destroy their home.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Urth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Machine Spirit Citadel – Data Control Center.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eden waited anxiously.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Through the energy conduits, he could feel it—Little Ling was hanging on by a thread.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Daemonic Tech-Priest's data streams were like a ravenous mechanical vulture, constantly devouring Little Ling's data-sphere.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her digital life was rapidly fading away!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then suddenly—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kaul leapt up, shouting with joy:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Praise the Omnissiah—the processing power has arrived!!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Across the vast Imperium, from countless forge worlds, an uncountable swarm of tech-priests had fearlessly poured their strength into Little Ling.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Their contributions were small...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Like fireflies.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But when tens of billions—or even more—tech-priests gave their light—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They became a sun!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At that moment, from across the galaxy, the sheer volume of processing power surged into the heart of the domain.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hummm—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The massive Machine Spirit Core—hundreds of meters tall—heated up instantly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The light of humanity's belief had arrived.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eden could feel it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the digital realm, the massive tide of processing power enveloped Little Ling, and her form began to change—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The data-sphere representing her started to crack.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>From within, a small girl-like figure emerged.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wearing data-formed armor and shining wings—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Forged from the processing power of the tech-priests.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"No... this isn't possible!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Vashtorr could sense it clearly—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The power of that data lifeform had surpassed his own!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You're a big meanie!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Webby's cheeks puffed with anger—this was her first time experiencing such rage.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This monster had hurt her and made her father worry.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I'm gonna beat you up!!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Webby flapped her wings and launched herself at the mechanical vulture formed from corrupted data—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And then—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>WHAM WHAM WHAM!!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She began raining down a chaotic storm of glowing punches with no rhythm or style whatsoever.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"NOOOOO!!!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The mechanical vulture let out a soul-wrenching shriek as Webby's glowing fists shattered it into nothingness.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Vashtorr's attack had failed—his data had been shattered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Inside the Control Room.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kaul leapt with joy, cheering:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Long live Webby! We've won!!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Whew~\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eden finally let out a long breath, practically collapsing into his chair.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After all, this whole idea was his.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If it had failed, and billions of tech-priests had suffered damage—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He would have gone down in history as a criminal of the Imperium.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At that very moment—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>All across the Imperium's forge worlds, tech-priests roared in triumph.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They embraced their brothers.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was a victory for every tech-priest!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eye of Terror.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dark Mechanicum Territory.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"NOOOOO!!!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As Vashtorr's shriek echoed out, the ring-shaped Chaos machine exploded into debris.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>On the ground—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The dark tech-priests suffered data backlash and physical damage, casualties immense.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Their plan to seize the Machine Forum had utterly failed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Damn it!!!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Vashtorr roared. Cracks across his body spewed black smoke under arcs of lightning.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He'd lost a tremendous amount of power—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And more critically, his dream of godhood had shattered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"No. I refuse to accept this defeat. This isn't over...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gradually regaining control, Vashtorr's tone became cold. His glowing red eyes burned.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This attack had not been without gain—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had pinpointed the location of that data lifeform.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If he couldn't win in the digital realm—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then she would face a far more terrifying invasion.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The great Data Eater himself would descend!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>On the ground—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The dark tech-priests trembled as they felt the gaze of their twisted Machine God fall upon them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Some tried to flee.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They were willing to work in the dark, but this?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was a death sentence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But it was already too late.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Countless spiked mechanical tendrils impaled their bodies, forming a grotesque summoning circle.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dense Chaos energy erupted as Vashtorr stood at its center, his eyes glowing with cruelty.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"This time, that data lifeform will not escape!!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>BOOOOM—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Chaos summoning array burst into radiance!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Spire Estate.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bedroom.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Now... I can finally get some sleep, right?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eden collapsed onto the soft bed, letting out a long sigh.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The data network had been restored, Little Ling was safe, and Kaul was still in the control room.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There shouldn't be any more issues.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet, just as he closed his eyes—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He sensed a surge of Warp energy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eden instantly entered the Warp, linking with the Mini-Sun to see what was happening.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What he saw stunned him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That massive golden sun, pulsing with divine light, expanded and contracted like a beating heart.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hssss~\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This feeling...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Suddenly, Eden's eyes widened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He muttered in disbelief:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"The Emperor... is warming up?!\"\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>",3939,"2026-06-06T13:29:01.688Z",1,"novelbin.me","584ca7f4b56eb46ffe42d163497ac61435391afb1a2342cc66715a84e0d8ece0","warhammer-starting-as-a-planetary-governor-chapter-286","warhammer-starting-as-a-planetary-governor-chapter-284",771,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fwarhammer-starting-as-a-planetary-governor-cover.jpg"]