Warhammer: Starting as a Planetary Governor

Within the Warp.

Eden's consciousness once again merged with the Little Sun, preparing for another round of Warp exploration.

He checked the reserves of Hope Energy—only ten million points remained.

Once this pool of faith energy was depleted, it would take a long time to recover.

That meant he would have almost no space defense capabilities for a while.

If Urth were attacked from space during this period, it would spell disaster.

Most likely, they would be sitting ducks, awaiting destruction.

Orbital attacks from beyond the atmosphere could scorch the surface hives to ashes.

Moreover, being on the Empire's dark side, they couldn't expect any assistance from the Imperial Navy fleets.

By the time a rescue fleet from the sector arrived, Urth would already be overrun and forgotten.

Thus, before the ten million points of Hope Energy ran out, he had to find a lost warship!

Eden took this expedition extremely seriously.

He washed his face, and the clergy of the Imperial Cult and Mechanicus performed incense-burning rituals to bless him before he began.

Soon, he embarked on this high-stakes gamble.

Time for a Draw! 

No single draw this time—he went for a ten-pull, betting big for a miracle!

Eden picked a direction and invested five million points of Hope Energy.

The massive psychic energy from the Little Sun surged, and its luminous psychic waves extended into the distant void.

After a while, it detected numerous material objects.

But when Eden saw the results, he nearly blacked out.

The marked psychic points were all faint glimmers.

"What the… no pity system in place?"

All ten pulls yielded only white-grade trash.

The debris he found was barely worth calling salvageable, with no value for recovery.

Heartache!

"Did I choose the wrong direction? Is this area just unlucky?"

After pondering for a moment, Eden decided to try the opposite direction.

This time, he went all-in with the remaining five million points of Hope Energy.

Before proceeding, he performed another superstitious ritual:

"Buddha, Laozi, God, Jesus, the Emperor, and the great GW, please bless me!

Let me find a ship this time—not asking for something like Emperor's Dream or Mount Formation, just a Golden Age warship!"

After completing the prayer, Eden took a deep breath.

"Let's go!"

The Little Sun burned through the last five million points of Hope Energy, sending psychic light once more into the void.

When the psychic light finished marking the area, dozens of points of light appeared in his awareness.

Two of them were exceptionally bright!

Jackpot!

Eden was ecstatic.

His joy caused the flames on the Little Sun to leap and dance, and the entire orb twisted and spun in the void like it was jumping with excitement.

This behavior caught the attention of the distant Great Sun.

The Emperor's gaze turned toward the Little Sun, with an implied, "What's that brat doing now?"

Eden quickly calmed himself and sent a psychic message to the Emperor:

"Nothing, just something exciting happened."

After reassuring the Emperor, he focused his attention on the two brightest points.

He took a deep breath. It wasn't time to celebrate yet—what lay at those points remained unknown.

With nervous anticipation, he explored the slightly smaller bright spot first.

There, he found half a ship's hull.

The wreckage was undoubtedly from humanity's Golden Age, not the Empire's current technology.

Unfortunately, it was just half a hull with a few weapons.

Fortunately, some kind of teleportation device inside appeared intact.

However, repairing such a wreck—lacking engines and a power system—was as difficult as building a new ship from scratch.

Eden's heart sank a little.

Now, only the last bright point remained. If there wasn't a ship there, he would have to return and construct a shipyard to build one himself.

Clenching his teeth, he directed his focus toward the brightest point.

And then, he saw a holy light…

Found it!

Eden was elated beyond measure.

In the void, a lost Golden Age warship drifted, radiating a faint glow.

The ship was approximately eight kilometers long, with a silver-white hull marked by scars of battle. Most of its weapons were destroyed.

Strangely, the ship's deck was almost bare, devoid of the extravagant structures typically found on Imperial warships—no cathedrals or holy statues.

It resembled a mobile palace, reflecting the Empire's current shipbuilding style.

Eden speculated that the ship had gone into battle hastily after its hull and weapons were completed.

After enduring intense battles, it had become lost in the Warp.

But the scars weren't fatal.

Its power and shield systems were still operational, particularly the shields, which had perfectly insulated it from Warp energy erosion.

Despite wandering the Warp for untold ages, the ship looked almost brand new.

Eden's psychic awareness probed the ship's interior but found no human remains.

Time must have turned any carbon-based life forms to dust, or perhaps the crew had evacuated in escape pods.

Unfortunately, the ship's AI system had been damaged—enemy attacks had struck its chamber.

But that wasn't a big issue.

He could let Kaul handle the ship's AI system in the future.

Moving to the engine room, he found a massive plasma engine occupying one-twentieth of the ship's volume, like a small mountain.

Its energy output was beyond imagination.

The ship's performance far exceeded current Imperial standards—a testament to the immense technological and design gap.

Moreover, it was a pristine, Golden Age ship with an intact core system, ready for customization.

Perfect.

Eden planned to refurbish and deploy it as Urth's first super warship!

Star Tower Spaceport

Beep—

Alarms blared.

"Attention all personnel, prepare to receive the incoming ship!"

Eden issued the order from the communications hall to the spaceport.

The staff sprang into action, following the planned procedures to welcome the incoming ship.

As everyone took their positions, the void remained empty, with no sign of a vessel.

Confusion spread among the crowd, and murmurs began.

"Where's the ship the Governor mentioned?"

Without Warp travel capabilities and with no signs of approaching ships on sensors, the vessel's appearance seemed impossible.

Could the ship materialize out of thin air?

Except for the most devout believers, most doubted a ship would arrive, even though the Governor—appointed by the Emperor—had said so.

At the dock, Eden stood with Kaul, gazing into the endless void.

They waited.

Kaul, a mix of excitement and skepticism, asked:

"Governor, can you really procure a Golden Age ship? You're not joking, right?"

Eden smiled warmly:

"Of course. It'll be here soon."

As his words fell, everyone in the spaceport felt a slight tremor.

The entire port shook.

Then, they witnessed a miracle.

A Warp portal tore open in the void.

The silver-white warship emerged from the chaotic void, reflecting dazzling golden light under the sun's rays!

(End of Chapter)

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