[{"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-341":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},1681111,2147,"Chapter 341 342: Whoa, Explosive Lord Rogg on the Combat Satellite!","warhammer-starting-as-a-planetary-governor-chapter-341",341,"\u003Cp>Webway Space.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The construction base echoed with the clang of hammering steel.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eden stood atop the deck of an Ork ship, overlooking the steel fortress in the void—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The combat satellite: Fort Rogg.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the surrounding space—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hundreds of transport vessels zipped back and forth, hauling building materials for the fortress.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His Ork ship swooped down toward Fort Rogg and crashed violently into the docking bay.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Once the ship inevitably fell apart—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eden stepped through a gap in the wreckage and finally felt the true scale of the satellite.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The base of this massive construction was a hollowed-out asteroid roughly 100 kilometers in diameter.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Orks had stuffed a stellar core and a pile of fusion reactors inside for power, while the outer shell was covered in mechanical constructs.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It had become a massive aerial fortress capable of holding billions of Orks.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Of course—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fort Rogg wasn't meant for living. Its purpose was warfare.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So everywhere Eden looked, towering gun turrets jutted out of the surface, stuffed with every kind of oversized artillery.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Weapon arrays and defensive grids crisscrossed the structure.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even the smartest Mekboys didn't know how many guns there actually were—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Because when they were feeling good, they'd install another Waaagh-style megagun in some random corner.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Damn… I really underestimated the Orks' artistic talent…\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eden stared at the core region of the fortress and drew in a sharp breath.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lately—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had been busy with preparing for the battle at Baal, leaving the construction of the satellite unchecked for a while.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And to his surprise, the Orks had gone and made something this wild.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Savior above!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Big Barrel's voice rang out from behind him—he too was stunned by what he saw:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"This… this kind of madness… How the hell did they even build this?!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before them—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A massive mechanical structure, over ten kilometers tall and occupying a fifth of the fortress, stood like a steel mountain:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A towering, explosive half-body statue of Lord Rogg, sculpted from metal, rising proudly from the heart of the fortress. (TL: I kinda forgot... again the Ork name of Eden... so lets leave it as Rogg.)\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This muscle-bound monstrosity wasn't just for show. It was a terrifying war machine.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Its eyes housed concentrated las-lance arrays, and each arm was fitted with kilometer-long supercannons—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One that fired projectiles bigger than meteors, and the other an unknown form of energy cannon.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Most strikingly—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Emerging from beneath the statue's waist was an enormous, drill-like ram.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Clearly designed for ramming enemy targets.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Great and explosive Sneaky Lord Rogg…\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A loud, sycophantic Ork voice called out as a green-skinned figure strutted over in a wrinkled, mossy tuxedo, taking self-important \"elegant\" steps:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"It's an honor to have you here! All the Orks salute you!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eden turned toward the voice and saw Torklaw making his grand entrance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Smiling warmly, Eden asked:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Torklaw, have you completed your task?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Torklaw lowered his head and gave a loyal bow:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"We collected half the junk from the tinboy tomb world and gave it all to the little cogboys in the Mechanicus!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eden nodded, clearly pleased.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For Torklaw to lead an Ork fleet and strip half of a Necron tomb world's tech was already an enormous gain.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Those items should now be in the hands of the Necron Research Institute in orbit.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Once they've been analyzed, he'd get a full report on the loot.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But even now, he knew the haul was priceless.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Well done. You're a sneaky, rotten little Ork!\" Eden praised.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>To which—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Torklaw beamed with pride, puffing out his chest:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Thank you, Sneaky Lord Rogg! I feel so honored—my brain's leaking out!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In Ork society, words like \"sneaky,\" \"vicious,\" and \"brutal\" were high compliments—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Only elite Orks earned those.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They were even used for their gods—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Like Gork and Mork. But Lord Rogg was praised with sneaky, brutal, and explosive—a rare trifecta.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Right now—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Torklaw felt like he was soaring. He shot proud glances at the other Orks around him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He truly felt like the most Waaagh!-worthy Ork around—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Only the boss of the Steelfang tribe was above him, mostly because that guy, like Lord Rogg, could eat him if he talked back.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This unusually smart Ork's eyes darted about, noticing everyone staring at the statue.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He smoothed out his crumpled suit, discreetly discarding a torn scrap, unaware that the entire back of his pants was now exposed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Torklaw looked up with hopeful eyes and asked:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Whaddya think of the big shiny Lord Rogg Kongbot, huh?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Ahem, you guys did a pretty good job.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eden cleared his throat and gave the towering, overly muscular, very Orky Rogg statue a modest compliment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Truthfully—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He wasn't that fond of it. But he couldn't kill the Orks' enthusiasm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And besides—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If he said he didn't like it, they might tear it down and rebuild it, jacking up the construction budget of Fort Rogg.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That would be a complete waste.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In Eden's mind, resources should be spent where they mattered. If something worked—just leave it be.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And honestly—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If the Orks did rebuild it, they'd probably make it even more ridiculous.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Torklaw, hearing the compliment, got even more excited, thumping his chest like a drum:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"That's my idea! I told the Mekboys to build it!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He pointed at the massive drill-shaped weapon under the statue's groin:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"The big ol' Rogg Drill! It was my idea! All the boyz said it was waaagh-level brutal and explosive!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Oh? So this is your doing, huh?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eden finally understood where the statue's \"artistic expression\" came from.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Of course it was Torklaw, the Ork equivalent of a hidden genius and chaotic mastermind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Torklaw puffed up, boasting about Lord Rogg and the mighty Drill, even claiming it had secret powers.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Wait a sec, I'll show you!\" he said, pulling out a comm device and shouting to the boyz in charge of the Drill to spin it up.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>VRRRRRRRRRRR—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thick black smoke spewed out as the ten-kilometer-long drill began to spin violently.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sparks flew from its surface.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The crowd around them was stunned.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eden sucked in another sharp breath:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Holy— It can spin at high speed?!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had to admit—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It did look brutal and explosive, and that rotational power would make its melee damage insane.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He could already imagine it—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When the combat satellite Fort Rogg went into ramming mode, the Drill would plow straight into enemy ships or floating fortresses—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Smashing them in a spectacular, devastating display of fire and metal.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Especially when the Leviathan hive fleet arrived—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He could already visualize the moment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though honestly, it was almost too graphic to bear.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"…Maybe I should ask them to tone it down?\" Eden thought.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That scene might indeed terrify the enemy—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But it also gave off Slaaneshi vibes. The kind that would cause some very unfortunate implications.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As the crowd remained stunned—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Torklaw's confidence skyrocketed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He truly was the smartest Ork in the galaxy!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I even designed an extra explosive mode for the Drill! Watch! I'll have the boyz launch it for you!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Torklaw proudly grabbed the comm to give the fire command.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Launch it?!\" Eden froze.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A second later, realization hit him—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His brain short-circuited. \"STOP THE DRILL! NOW!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He immediately halted the rotation and launch procedure.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Afterward—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eden got a full explanation from Torklaw.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Apparently, the Rogg Drill could not only crush most warships and even one- to two-hundred-kilometer-long fortresses—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But once launched, the sheer rotational force and impact energy could even destroy a planet.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thank the Emperor he stopped it in time.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If that thing had launched, it might've torn open part of the Webway wall—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Creating a disaster.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"We'll end the demonstration here,\" Eden said, wiping sweat from his brow.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He then issued a set of strict restrictions to the Orks:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No using any weapons on the Rogg Kongbot unless it's wartime.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No unnecessary destruction.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Here is the full English translation of Chapter 344 of the Warhammer 40K fanfic continuation:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At last, the matter had passed without disaster. Eden chose not to reprimand Torklaw or express dissatisfaction with the Rogg Kongbot.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After all—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Letting the Orks exercise their imagination was a good thing. He couldn't impose too many restrictions or stifle their cognitive \"growth.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Of course—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The incident wasn't without its consequences.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eden had already decided to instruct the Greenskin Institute at the Loyal Sons Academy to develop some art courses tailored to Orks—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And to enhance their disciplinary curriculum.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Once the curriculum updates were complete, all Ork graduates—Torklaw included—would return for continuing education.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The goal?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>To mold a new generation of sneaky, well-rounded, artistically inspired Orks with \"moral, intellectual, physical, and aesthetic\" development.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As Eden and his crew left the docking bay—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The shattered Ork ship behind them had caught fire.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Several Ork engineering vessels were barreling toward it, ramming through each other in chaos as they rushed to extinguish the flames and begin repairs.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Led by the Big Mek, the group descended via elevator deeper into Fort Rogg.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Winding through complex and twisted passages, they arrived at the power core chamber.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They needed to install the C'tan Shard—Nyadra'zatha, the Burning One—into the fortress's power system.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Specifically, to serve as the energy core for one of Rogg Kongbot's twin main cannons—the energy cannon in its left hand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>CLANG—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Big Mek lifted the Blackstone cage and carefully lowered it into a larger mechanical frame.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The mechanisms hummed to life, siphoning the Burning One's volatile flame energy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Those scorching flames spread through the energy conduits above them, channeling into the main energy pool—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Waiting to be unleashed by the cannon.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eden could feel it—the entire power system was active, ready for combat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He issued a direct order:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"We're short on time. Begin the test firing immediately.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Truth be told, Ork technology had proven surprisingly reliable—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Especially the Big Mek Eden had trained himself. His machines rarely exploded, and were both safe and powerful.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This trial wasn't about testing stability—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was to study the true power of the energy cannon so they could prepare proper battle plans.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Soon—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They left the underground chamber and ascended to the weapon control deck.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the distance—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A derelict cruiser had been dragged into position.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Its hull shimmered faintly with residual void shielding.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though old, it still had functional defenses—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Making it a suitable target for the test.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>RUMBLE—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>From Fort Rogg's left side, the energy cannon in Rogg Kongbot's arm slowly rotated—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lining up its dark, yawning barrel toward the cruiser.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At the same time—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The weapon began charging.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A brilliant flame lit within, deepening from gold to crimson red.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the control room—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eden watched the Big Mek handle the cannon with only three crude levers.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Simple. Brutal. Direct.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just as the Orks liked it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They neither enjoyed nor understood complex systems.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As the energy built—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The control room began to tremble violently.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bits of scrap metal rained from the ceiling.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The cannon itself groaned and buzzed like it might tear itself apart.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Eden wasn't too concerned.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As long as Orks were at the controls, these machines were somehow stabilized by their bizarre Waaagh! psychic field.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It didn't just keep the weapons from exploding—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It made them even stronger.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>BOOM!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A blinding energy beam, nearly a kilometer wide, erupted from the cannon—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It blasted across the void and struck the derelict cruiser.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The void shields collapsed instantly under the blast.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The next second, the beam melted through the armor, core, and everything in its path, triggering massive internal detonations.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The cruiser exploded into a titanic fireball.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And still—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The beam continued, smashing into a nearby section of Webway ruins, leaving behind deep craters and scorched wreckage.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fortunately—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Webway's foundation materials were highly resistant to energy damage.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Otherwise, the fallout would have been far worse.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"WAAAGH!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>All across the fortress, Orks roared with excitement.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"With that kind of firepower, we can absolutely take down those Tyranid bio-ships,\" Eden muttered with a sigh of relief.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And this—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Was only a test fire.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The cannon hadn't even used its full power.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With the C'tan's energy further refined, it could unleash a beam far stronger—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>While still not matching the Magnificent Prism, it was already terrifying enough.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Used correctly—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fort Rogg might even be able to destroy an entire small star system.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Now—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With this combat satellite, Eden could replicate the Prism's tactic for obliterating systems:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Find a gas giant.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Use the cannon to ignite its core.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Leverage the resulting shockwave to annihilate nearby planets.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And the Baal System had a gas giant.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If the battle became truly hopeless—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He could ignite that gas giant and wipe out the entire system.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dealing a deathblow to Leviathan, maybe even eradicating the hive fleet completely.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But that was a last resort.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If Eden proposed that strategy—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Blood Angels would never agree.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They'd rather die defending their homeworld than abandon it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Having reviewed the progress of Fort Rogg's construction—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eden issued a new order to the Orks: accelerate final integration and move to the Baal system as fast as possible.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Battle was coming.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Once orders were given, he returned to the Dreamweaver.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Next—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He needed to personally head to Baal, where he would organize a stronger defense against the incoming Leviathan hive fleet.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The war in the Underworld system had been rushed—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Many defensive measures hadn't been properly established.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But this time—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eden was determined to fight with precision, and crush the Tyranids so thoroughly that they'd fear the name of mankind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dreamweaver, Savior's Sanctum.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eden sat behind his desk as his aide, Tako, delivered a report.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He'd received a new update:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Besides Regent Guilliman, many other Astartes Chapters were being deployed by the Imperium to defend Baal against the swarm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eden thought for a moment and said:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"These brothers came all this way to aid us—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>We must receive them properly.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Imperium was waging war across the stars more than ever before.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Resources were stretched thin.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Many Chapters were running low on supplies and gear.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Some had already been wiped out, or were barely holding on.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If they were willing to come fight by his side, Eden wasn't going to let them suffer.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He turned to Tako:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Start compiling the inventory.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Get out every piece of gear and vehicle we have for Space Marines…\"\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>",2394,"2026-06-06T13:29:01.688Z",1,"novelbin.me","ce94394bbc0b5a9c7041a6c5c444a154c14221ee53eab714285ebd1373ee967a","warhammer-starting-as-a-planetary-governor-chapter-342","warhammer-starting-as-a-planetary-governor-chapter-340",771,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fwarhammer-starting-as-a-planetary-governor-cover.jpg"]