Chapter 5 Genuine Goldfinger: The Essence of Subspace
"Your Majesty the Emperor?"
Ron tried to call, but the cold sun still did not respond.
After a while, he realized something was wrong.
Where are my hands and feet?
Where is my body?
He could not feel the existence of his body!
Ron tried to explore with his spiritual sense and found an amazing fact.
He turned into a ball!
To be precise, he turned into a small sun made of psychic energy.
At this moment, he was hiding under the brilliance of the great cold sun of the Emperor, slowly emitting heat, bringing a touch of warmth to the cold subspace.
A huge amount of psychic information poured into Ron's mind.
After absorbing all the information, he understood what the small sun was and completely controlled it.
This small sun-like psychic sphere is his subspace essence, which is what the strong men in the Warhammer world dream of.
Simply put, the subspace essence is the projection of creatures in the subspace, in other words, "What is the essence of your existence?"
This thing is not something that everyone can have, at least it must be a creature at the level of the Primarch to awaken.
For example, after awakening the essence of the warp, one of the Primarchs, the Raven King Corvus Corax, became a warp shadow creature.
It can turn into a crow and a black cloud, and has the ability to be invisible.
Once the essence of the warp is awakened, the level of life will rise and become a being close to the gods.
Going up is the level of the Emperor, that is, the cold sun in front of you.
His glory protects the entire human empire and is enough to resist the four gods of chaos!
Now Ron has also awakened the essence of the warp and obtained the ladder to godhood. This is his real golden finger!
The essence of the warp is called Dawn, but he prefers to call it Little Sun.
The Little Sun rescued Ron from the Palace of Slaanesh and gave him strength to help him become a psyker.
These are enough to prove the power of the Little Sun.
But this also caused the Little Sun to consume too much energy and become extremely weak.
Even a trace of the warp storm may cause it to perish.
Fortunately, there is still a possibility of recovery.
Like the four gods of chaos, Khorne, Tzeentch, Nurgle, and Slaanesh, the Little Sun uses some concepts or emotions as nourishment.
Unlike the four gods of chaos, the little sun feeds more on positive emotions, and the concept he absorbs is hope.
For example, happiness, ideals, wishes, courage, passion, etc. can all restore the little sun's abilities.
Ron can split out the psychic core and let it be stationed in reality as an anchor point, allowing the little sun to absorb concepts and emotions related to hope.
He is the planetary governor of Ers and has the right to rule an entire planet.
As long as the planet is developed well and the lives of the people are improved, his little sun can continue to absorb the power of hope, restore its strength, and become even stronger.
When the little sun becomes strong, it can feed back to the planet, bless the people under its rule, bless them, and give them strength!
This is Ron's real confidence. As long as there is enough time, he will continue to expand his territory and absorb more hope.
He can even ascend to become a god!
Ron studied the abilities of the little sun and found that many of its abilities are in a closed state.
For example, blessing and teleportation require energy recovery to a certain level before they can be unlocked.
Just as Ron was preparing to conduct further research, another wave of psychic tides invaded and kicked him out of the warp.
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Early morning.
The spire of the Royal Court.
The warm sunlight projected into the bedroom through the colored windows. The maids were waiting not far away, waiting for their master to wake up.
Damn!
Ron woke up suddenly and found that he had returned to the real world.
He recovered and looked at the clock. It was already ten o'clock in the morning.
The concept of time in the warp was really confusing. He had only been in the warp for a short while, but so much time had passed in reality.
And this time it was the psychic tide that kicked him out again. It seemed that there was a limit to how long he could stay in the warp.
Ron was a little disappointed. He was about to try the ability of the little sun, but it was at a critical moment, but it was interrupted.
It seemed that he could only continue next time.
"Good morning~"
The gentle voice of the head maid Linda came, and she took the hot towel and gently wiped Ron's face.
Ron washed and changed his clothes with the help of the maids, and came to the restaurant in a daze. A sumptuous breakfast was set on the table.
The pure gold tableware reflected the faint light under the crystal lamp, and the golden plate was filled with various delicacies.
The golden muffins were spread with sweet Akenberry jam; the tender Grox ham exuded an attractive aroma; the scrambled eggs dotted with dried lopo fruit were as smooth as silk.
The mellow and fragrant smell of black coffee penetrated into the nose, making people feel refreshed.
Ron woke up and looked at such a luxurious meal, and couldn't help sighing.
Fortunately, his soul was transferred to Ron Grant and became the planetary governor, so he could enjoy a luxurious life at the top of the nest.
He could sleep until he woke up naturally, with a bunch of beautiful women serving him, and then eat a hearty breakfast comfortably.
No commuting, no need to rush, and no need to punch in every day to go to work, and still have to be scolded by the supervisor!
The workers were in tears!
If Ron's soul traveled to the lower nest, he should be screwing in the factory until smoke came out, and he could only eat a small piece of corpse starch at noon.
Forget about taking a lunch break.
The workers in the empire have no human rights, which is a hundred times more cruel than 996. Many workers died in endless labor.
But the Empire never worried about workers dying of exhaustion. After all, there were plenty of people to do those jobs. A hive city could feed tens of billions of people!
As for the soul traveling to the bottom nest, Ron didn't even dare to think about it. The scum living in the bottom nest had to face terrible pollution and terrifying mutants.
They ate spoiled food picked out of the garbage dump, and they were lucky to be able to keep breathing.
The people living in the bottom nest and the lower nest were indeed miserable, but fortunately their current planetary governor was Ron.
After obtaining the subspace essence that was nourished by the power of hope - the little sun, he was destined to become a good governor who loved his people like his own children.
He wanted all his people to live a good life!
After all, the happiness and hope of his people were Ron's nourishment.
The better they lived, the more power of hope they generated.
Only in this way could he restore the energy of the little sun and become stronger.
"Governor, is it delicious?"
Maid Linda came to Ron and leaned over to feed him: "I made this myself?"
"So white... ahem, delicious, delicious!"
Ron nodded hurriedly while eating, but the jumping rabbits occupied his attention.
After breakfast, Ron leaned back in his chair and began to think about how to manage his planet.
Now he knows almost nothing about the situation on Ers, and even his original body has not participated in the management of specific affairs.
There are hundreds of thousands of administrative staff in the Royal Court, managing the complicated affairs of the planet, but Ron has hardly seen them.
These complicated affairs are handled by the administrative team of General Bayev.
This is also the way most planetary governors deal with it, otherwise they will be overwhelmed by endless government affairs until they are exhausted.
Ron only needs to make some important decisions, and the general stewards and administrative staff below will follow his will and realize his ideas.
Rights and obligations are consistent and inseparable.
As a planetary governor, he has great rights, so what are his obligations?
What is his most important responsibility?