Chapter 100 It’s Time to Let Everyone See the Technology of the 3K Era

For Ron, it is very important to form his own tribunal.

The newly built trial court will be responsible to him alone and will become the most powerful secret institution in the Wangting District.

The judges of the Inquisition have great powers within the territory and can reasonably suspect and examine anyone except Ron. They are also responsible for investigating and destroying hidden threats.

This is an important violent institution for him to check and balance the administrative system and officials under his command, and can also effectively deal with hidden external threats.

In the future, as the territory expands, the power of the Inquisition will continue to expand.

After reading the file, Deville's body trembled slightly. He already understood what he was going to do.

I understand more clearly what responsibilities and powers the Governor has given me.

What a trust.

All he can repay is absolute loyalty!

After seeing that Deville understood what he wanted him to do, Ron took him to talk about the details that needed attention.

The formation of an Inquisition is not an easy task.

In addition to a group of loyal and able people, it also needs strong military support.

Therefore, Ron will send twenty guards in as the initial members of the Tribunal.

At the same time, a group of elite defense forces, judicial police, and administrative personnel will be dispatched to serve as throne representatives, interpreters, torturers, apprentices, etc.

In this way, the initial team of the Tribunal was formed.

As for how it will develop in the future, it depends on how Deville and others operate.

After the discussion, Ron looked at Deville seriously:

"Your Majesty the Grand Inquisitor, from now on the trial court in the Royal Court District will be handed over to you."

Deville suddenly stood up and performed a standard eagle salute with firm eyes:

"Everything is for the Governor!"

Seeing this, Ron nodded with satisfaction and let Deville go about his business.

Ron believed that the loyal and capable subordinate in front of him would fulfill the responsibilities he had given him.

Ron felt very happy after completing another important plan.

Now he has a series of institutions under his command such as the Praetorian Guard, the Inquisition, the Ministry of the Interior, the Mechanicus, the Ecclesiarchy, and the Defense Force.

As for very large organizations such as Space Marine Chapters and Imperial Navy Fleets, he is not yet able to create them.

Only by controlling the entire planet Erth, or even more planets, and accumulating huge power of hope can we go to the subspace to obtain resources to develop these.

There are countless good things lost in the warp over tens of thousands of years.

Such as lost ships, precious casting materials, various weapons and ancient relics, corpses of Space Marines, armor, etc.

You simply have whatever you want, just waiting for him to go shopping for it.

From this point of view, Ron's subspace essence is too powerful.

Being able to adapt to the rules of subspace and extract physical matter from it would make even the God-Emperor drool after seeing it.

One day I find a super flagship with complete STC technology from the golden age of mankind...

Hiss~

Ron was drooling as he thought about it, so he couldn't take off on the spot!

Soon, he reacted and ended his fantasy time.

Do the things in front of you first.

In short, the current Wangting District already has the prototype of a small empire, and he will recreate more imperial institutions in the future.

Ron has decided that the future governance system in the territory will be based on the basic system of the empire.

It's not that he doesn't want to change, it's that he doesn't dare to change.

If the empire is compared to a program that often freezes and produces bugs, then this basic system is the underlying code.

No matter how unbearable this shit mountain code is, at least it has been running smoothly for more than ten thousand years, so it is already super awesome.

But you can't change it randomly.

What if something goes wrong and the entire program crashes?

It must not explode on the spot.

So Ron will only make some fine-tuning and add more patches to the original system.

Make the system run more smoothly and smoothly.

These are plans for the future.

Ron was worried that he would forget, so he quickly wrote down these scattered thoughts on the typewriter.

With his typing speed of one thousand per hour, he quickly recorded all his thoughts.

He tore off the page and prepared to keep it.

If it is confused with other documents, it will be difficult to find.

Ron came to the nearly five-meter-high filing cabinet next to him and looked at the densely packed grids, feeling a little confused:

"Hiss~ In which grid are the future development plans placed?"

Fortunately, his strengthened brain worked better. After some thought, he recalled the grid: grid No. 117 in the sixth row and fourteenth column.

Fortunately, I remembered it.

If you really can't remember it, you can only rely on the thick index of the dictionary to find it.

After putting the page away, Ron sat back on his seat and stuffed a frosted poro cookie into his mouth.

Eat something to replenish your nutrition, and then continue working.

He looked at the small pile of documents left on the desktop, feeling full of energy.

After processing these documents, the afternoon's work is done.

The great Governor can rest now!

Ron buried his head and continued to process the documents. The complicated words made him dizzy.

But no problem, persistence is victory.

Soon, Ron finished processing all the documents, collapsed on the chair, and showed a satisfied smile.

it is finally over.

Just as he was about to rest, two maids came in.

Ron's pupils dilated instantly and his whole person lost his vitality:

"No!"

The two maids each held a nearly one-meter-high file, and they seemed to be frightened:

"General... Governor, these are the files that need your processing..."

Ron naturally would not embarrass the maids, he said weakly:

"Okay, put the files here"

"Yes!"

The two maids quickly put down the documents and fled from this office full of the Governor's resentment.

Ron looked at the two freshly baked piles of files, and his scalp numbed.

Crashed!

The two piles of files collapsed and scattered on him.

Ron was completely still, and he regretted that he should not have agreed to share some of Bayev's government affairs.

Originally, he was doing this with an attitude of learning. As a ruler, he still had to learn what he should learn.

At the beginning, he was still at ease.

After all, with the original extremely rough management style of the Royal Court District, which did not care about the lives of the people, there were more paper files, but they could still be handled.

But as Ron promulgated more and more new policies and regulations, the Royal Court District turned to a refined management style, and the files that needed to be processed increased exponentially.

Those complicated, repetitive, chaotic, and outdated documents made him dizzy and overwhelmed.

They almost trapped him to death in this office.

He could not imagine how much work pressure the high-level managers of the Empire had to bear with this way of working.

No wonder those high lords were either exhausted or crazy.

Suddenly, a subspace crack appeared in the Governor's Office.

Robert Guilliman, wearing the Armor of Destiny, with light behind his head and surging power all over his body, walked out of it.

He looked at this side with a sharp gaze, which was extremely oppressive:

"Ron, the Empire needs you.

Come with me to Holy Terra, you will become the Supreme Lord!"

After that, Robert Guilliman's huge ruling hand grabbed him.

"Don't come over here!"

Ron woke up with a scream, and looked at the messy desk in front of him, and he was relieved.

It turned out to be just a terrible nightmare.

Fortunately, it was not true, otherwise he would rather die on the spot.

Looking at the mess of documents, Ron's patience reached its limit.

This job can't be done anymore.

He wants to reform, do Internet + AI, realize online office, optimize work process and efficiency!

Fortunately, all this is already going on quietly.

Ron gave the intelligent robot, the current mechanical sage Moss, many ideas about the Internet, and asked him to conduct experiments secretly.

There is no way.

The Mechanicus has blocked the relevant technologies of intelligent networks so severely that even wetware can't be used.

He can only make a version of the human 3K era for use first.

It's time to let everyone see the technology of the human 3K era!