Starting from the Planetary Governor - Chapter 23

Chapter 23: The Captain’s Thoughts

The battle by the river bend is over.

The shivering serfs in the simple bunks next door were driven out. The low-ranking non-commissioned officers of the abandoned cave company announced to them that they had been liberated by the governor and gained freedom.

The serfs who heard this did not move at all. They never thought that freedom was a good thing, and they did not even understand what freedom meant.

Does freedom mean the precarious life when wandering in the wasteland in the past? Does it mean the hunger and cold when making a living at the foot of Fuxing City?

At that time, they were quite free. They could do whatever they wanted, but they had no food to eat and no clothes to wear. They could see dead people every day, those who died of starvation, disease, and were robbed and killed… There were all kinds of things.

Especially in winter, it was the most difficult.

Compared with those times, they were still satisfied with their current lives. Although they didn’t eat well and were very tired, they were the labor force in the fields, and the masters would not let them starve to death-at least before they lost their ability to work.

As a result, a group of subordinates who claimed to be the governor came and beat them up. It seemed that their master was finished, and they were also liberated and regained their freedom.

But they were at a loss.

Ah? I am free? They

almost cried.

However, the following statement made them feel much more at ease.

They didn’t know what was good about freedom, but at least they knew that bread was a good thing.

A sufficient amount of food was distributed. The serfs who had always been only half full every day – oh, now they are free people – ate voraciously.

While they were eating, someone announced the next arrangement to them.

They were no longer serfs, but free people under the governor’s rule. Next, the governor will personally govern the entire Mantan Valley Manor, and a large number of agricultural workers will be needed. Food and accommodation are provided, plus a small bonus, but it will increase with the output. They are free to come and go without restrictions, and those who are willing to stay can accept employment.

Only a fool would not stay.

Suddenly, the panic, confusion, and helplessness in the hearts of the serfs almost disappeared.

They didn’t need to know anything more, as long as they knew that they wouldn’t be hungry or cold in the future.

After eating, they should go out to work. The bodies should be cleaned up and burned, the walls destroyed in the war should be repaired, the fields trampled and blown up should be cleaned up, and as much harvest as possible should be saved.

The whole manor was busy.

After Yan Fangxu had roughly arranged the things, there was not much else to do.

He looked at the rolling mountains across the river bend in a daze.

Using the psychic, or cultist, he just met, he was thinking about his future.

When he was sent to the surface as the governor’s guard, he originally felt that his future was bleak.

He still remembered that day, before the governor left the starship and landed on the surface, he went to Captain Ye Licia for armed protection. The Commodore originally planned to send only 300 mechanical servants to the governor, and that was it.

But who could blame him for that day, when he was bored and chatting with his colleagues, he told a joke about an inexperienced woman who was promoted to captain and brigadier general at the speed of light?

More importantly, the captain heard it.

The Emperor of God can see that he actually didn’t have a big opinion about the female captain in his heart, but his colleagues were all joking like that, so he just followed suit.

But how could the captain hear him when he was speaking?

Bullshit!

It just so happened that the governor named Gu Hang was complaining that 300 servitors were too few, so Ye Lixia waved her hand and asked him to join the governor with 30 marines.

Amid the great joy and gloating laughter of his colleagues, he, a young captain of the Marine Corps, could only take 30 people to the surface.

He was heartbroken and felt that his life was bleak.

Who doesn’t know that the governor of the Angry Owl Star is a consumable once every two years? He was a small captain who offended the captain and was thrown to the surface, which was equivalent to exile. Even if he protected the governor, the guy would eventually be executed for not being able to pay taxes. He would also waste two years on the Angry Owl Star and make no progress.

But he still had to fulfill his duties. On the one hand, it was the sense of responsibility of a soldier, and on the other hand, it was one thing for the governor to be executed by the tax department, but if he died under his protection, then he would be responsible.

As for the governor, he finally dealt with the tax, and then took the position of the planetary governor, led the revival of the entire planet, and finally thanked him for his help when he was in a humble position, became his backer, and made him rise to prominence?

He had thought about this in his dreams, but he didn’t dare to think about it when he was awake.

Of course, he hoped that the future would be like that, but that was too impossible. Especially since the governor was still whimsical and did not intend to start from quickly taking over the alliance regime and find ways to collect taxes, but was thinking about developing the territory from scratch… God Emperor, where do you have the time?

But then he thought again, what does this have to do with him? Anyway, it wouldn’t be him who was executed at that time.

Then, as time went by, his mind gradually became active again. Some thoughts that he only thought about in his dreams when he first landed on the surface would occasionally come to his mind when he was awake.

Is it really possible for Gu Hang to succeed?

The reason why he thought so was, of course, not just because Governor Gu Hang always looked like he had everything under control. He had seen many people who pretended to be so, and he didn’t know and didn’t want to confirm whether the Governor was also such a person.

He didn’t want to see attitudes, he only believed in facts.

The fact was that the Governor was a rare psychic, and would accompany the soldiers to participate in the battle. Two battles were won and two camps were occupied. This achievement was not big enough and was far from enough to save lives, but the Governor was indeed advancing his plan.

Moreover, the Governor didn’t know where he got two black box manufacturing machines from. The Imperial Mechanicus would probably be willing to pay a high price for such a magical thing.

These performances gave him more confidence in the Governor, beyond a sense of responsibility, especially the two black boxes.

It seemed that things were not going to work out at all?

And today, he met a psychic with the Governor. At first, he thought that the man named Wohan was just an ordinary psychic, but according to the Governor’s judgment, he was a cult member.

Cult, heresy… this is a good enemy. If the so-called “Original Owlbeast Sect” is truly identified as a heretical cult, then the credit for destroying them is not small.

But he still has doubts in his heart, is it really a “cult”?

Is it a lie made up by the Governor to ask for more assistance, or is it true?

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I’m being tricked, chapters 22 and 23 should be tomorrow’s content, but the schedule was wrong…

Just consider it as an extra update today brothers! There will be two updates tomorrow as usual.

The manuscripts in stock have suffered a heavy blow…

If you haven’t read 22, you can go back and take a look, it’s already there.

(End of this chapter)