Chapter 127: Warhammer: What Do You Mean You Conquered the Zerg? Chapter 127 Idea Generation

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Protagonist:

Lin En

Lena

"Long live the Governor!!!"

No one knew who shouted first, the voice loud, filled with fervor.

Immediately cheers surged like a tide from the shore, sweeping across the main hive's front gate, grand and imposing.

Upper City nobles remained reserved, but also raised their hands to applaud vigorously, their fawning smiles more obvious.

Middle City workers waved their hats, shouting loudly, their faces brimming with genuine joy.

Lower City commoners roared with all their might, some crying from excitement, some kneeling again to kowtow to Lin En.

Those wildmen raised spears and machetes, letting out rough shouts, their voices filled with awe and loyalty.

Gus stood among the entourage, watching the scene before him, his mood somewhat complicated.

He once thought Lin En had stolen everything from him, his heart filled with reluctance and envy.

But now, watching the figure standing atop the tank accepting the cheers of ten thousand people, watching the fervor and reverence from the heart along the shore.

He understood, even if he himself were made Governor, he could not do everything Lin En had done.

He did not have Lin En's courage, strength, nor the determination to protect the Brevice Citizens.

His previous reluctance and resentment were nothing but his own jealousy and cowardice.

Thinking of this, Gus's reluctance gradually dissipated, replaced by composure and admiration.

The Tearing Worm hid in Lin En's sleeve, quietly watching the cheering crowd through its compound eyes.

She did not quite understand why these humans were so excited, why they knelt to him and shouted "Long live."

But she could sense Lin En's emotions through the consciousness link, a joy of being recognized.

Lena's tentacles happily rubbed against Lin En's arm.

Lin En's gaze slowly swept over everyone along the shore, sweeping over the fervent commoners, the respectful workers, the fawning nobles, and the loyal wildmen.

He remembered the scene of his first entry into the Brevis Main Hive.

Only the Upper City "People's" hypocritical welcome; at that time, no one could understand why he came.

And this time, he had returned.

Carrying the glory of victory, carrying the loyalty of the Ice Plains wildmen, carrying the vanguard army's awe, carrying the worship of ten thousand people.

He was no longer a pawn that could be manipulated at will, but the master of Brevis, the hope of all.

These shouts from the heart of the Empire's citizens, this genuine joy and reverence, were what he truly wanted to see.

Not only had he secured a development territory for Lena, but he could also satisfy the vanity in his heart.

Killing two birds with one stone.

The core nobles clustered among the Upper City nobles had smiles frozen like masks on their faces, only deep panic and unease left in their hearts.

They watched the figure standing on the tank accepting the cheers of ten thousand people, watched the innate dignity on him, their spines chilled.

Many of them had already guessed what this Governor would do next.

He would not be satisfied with only holding Brevis, nor with only clearing out the Green Skin remnants.

He would rectify the hive city order, strip them of their hoarded grain and wealth, and break the interest pattern they had held for hundreds of years.

They feared they would be settled with, feared losing everything they had.

But they were powerless.

Lin En now possessed the support of ten thousand people, powerful military force, and the State Religion's recognition; they could only fend for themselves.

Madly praying in their hearts that Lin En would spare them.

At night, the Brevis Main Hive, which had been bustling all day, finally returned to calm.

The Governor's Office was brightly lit, the holographic screens emitting a faint blue light.

Lin En finally took off that heavy power armor, collapsing into the wide leather chair and stretching lazily.

The Tearing Worm hidden in his sleeve slowly crawled out, curling up on his knee, compound eyes half-narrowed, occasionally rubbing his hand with its worm antennae.

Lena's voice sounded through the consciousness link: "Plan, what is it?"

Lin En rubbed his swollen brow, lightly tapped on the holographic screen, and pulled up the Hiliss Star System star map.

The star map clearly displayed three major celestial bodies.

Brevis Hive World, Dolido Agricultural World, and the small celestial body between them.

Kal II.

"Kal II." Lin En pointed at that point of light.

"An old space station, decades ago a supply transfer station between Dolido and Brevis."

"After the Green Skins occupied Dolido, they seized it, converted it into an outpost to store supplies and deploy troops, a forward jumping-off point for their attack on Brevis."

Lena quickly analyzed:

"To counterattack Dolido, Kal II must be taken first."

"Without it as a transfer station, logistics for attacking Dolido cannot be guaranteed."

"But the Brevice Navy is too weak to break through the Green Skin defenses."

Lin En nodded.

"The Brevice Navy has only a few escort ships left, far from the level needed to launch an expedition to Dolido."

"But while organizing supplies at the spaceport, I discovered a Gothic-class cruiser."

"Although it's long out of repair and cannot sail normally, as long as we fix it, it can serve as the main ship for the counterattack."

Lena fell silent for two seconds, then said:

"Fixing it requires a large amount of resources; should we seek help from the Machine Cult and Saint Galus?"

Lin En did not refute, but instead called up another data slate.

Carter's organized production capacity report of the Bravius Main Hive, detailing the production status of Middle City factories, resource reserves, and grain circulation.

"Not just fixing the ship; even if we take Kal II, the ground battle after landing on Duli will be the tough fight."

"Duli is the Green Skin's old nest in the Hiliss Star System; the Green Skins entrenched there may number in the tens or hundreds of billions."

"Even if I mobilize the entire Bug Swarm to support, I believe we still cannot quickly take Duli."

"Instead, it would easily expose us, and the State Religion would surround and suppress us as heretics."

"We must rely on human strength and possess sufficient heavy firepower support."

"More soldiers, Bao Dan, and tanks."

"Only then can we gain an advantage in the ground battle and quickly recapture Duli."

Lena affirmed Lin En's opinion, then immediately said:

"For now, the Middle City Guild we control indeed does not have enough production capacity."

"Existing factories can only meet basic armament needs; to produce more weapons, we must recruit more guilds and more workers."

A trace of Ice Cold Determination flashed in Lin En's eyes: "So I will implement Work for Relief."

"Let the Bottom-level Populace of Lower City and the refugees who migrated enter Middle City factories to participate in production."

"This can both solve the labor shortage and expand production capacity, and solve the employment problems of refugees and Bottom-level Populace,"

"letting them have food to eat and work to do, stabilizing the order of the Hive City."

Work for Relief sounds simple but is difficult to implement, especially the issue of worker wages.

Although Bravius's grain reserves are not exactly scarce, most are hoarded by Nobles of Upper City, and the Bottom-level Populace do not have enough grain.

If reasonable wages cannot be paid to let workers eat their fill and wear warm clothes, Work for Relief cannot be implemented.

But Lin En was not worried.

During this period, Lena had been using "Isud" to collect a large amount of grain circulation data for the Bravius Main Hive.

And this intelligence led them to discover a very terrifying truth.

The food supply system of the entire Bravius Main Hive was built according to the standard configuration for a minimum population of thirty billion.

Whether it is the scale of grain reserve warehouses or grain production capacity, both can meet the basic survival needs of thirty billion people.

But according to the population data organized by Carter, the actual population of the Brevice Hive City now is only over ten billion, less than half of the standard population.

Where did the extra half of the grain go?

The answer goes without saying.

Lin En and Lena looked at each other.

Afterwards, their gazes simultaneously turned toward the window, toward those magnificent Noble Manors of Upper City.