As various matters progressed, Alex's plan was also proceeding smoothly.
Seeing that the situation on all sides was relatively stable, Alex gathered his friends and held a formal internal meeting in the Governor's Office conference room.
Besides Alex himself, the attendees included Gutierrez, Twilight, Mai Mai, and 32.
Since there weren't many people, Alex chose a relatively small conference room.
However, even so, the room remained spacious enough to accommodate each of their respective Kill Teams.
"The development of Rostov has now entered a relatively stable state. The four planets in this star system have been fully utilized, and the resources produced can be effectively converted into various military supplies and the things we need," Alex began, introducing the current situation of Rostov to everyone.
Upon hearing Alex mention this, 32 took over and continued, "The foundry on Rostov III has completed the first phase of construction, and the factory is now fully operational.
Currently, it can provide equipment and vehicles for approximately one standard Astra Militarum mechanized regiment annually, plus 100 sets of Space Marine equipment.
The former will be supplied to the Defense Force for forming new units, while the latter will be sent to Rostov IV for use by newly recruited Space Marines."
After saying this, 32 stroked the mechanical cat she had made, and as if remembering something, added, "Of course, for their convenience, I have prepared Archmagos Cawl's MK10 series for them.
Additionally, if you want to increase the production capacity of weapons and equipment for the mortal army, you will have to appropriately reduce the production of Space Marine equipment.
The conversion ratio between the two is approximately 50 sets of Space Marine equipment for the production of one regular infantry regiment's equipment."
"Alright, I understand, thank you for the explanation," Alex nodded in understanding. With the current meager production scale of Rostov III, trying to simultaneously produce large quantities of Space Marine equipment and regular Astra Militarum equipment would simply be asking for too much.
However, this problem was not without a solution; the simplest and most direct method was, of course, to expand production capacity.
Once the production capacity increased, anything could be done without overthinking it.
But the biggest problem for Rostov III now was the lack of sufficient production capacity. After all, it was a newly built foundry, and even though Alex and 32 had tried their best to solve the problem, it still persisted.
However, thinking of Kristen asking him for 100,000 Servitors earlier, Alex suddenly asked 32, "By the way, 32, can you modify Servitors? How about I have Twilight and Mai Mai buy tens of thousands of prisoners for you, and then convert them all into Servitors to work for you?"
"Adding tens of thousands of Servitors? Theoretically, I don't object." 32 was quite agreeable, as she wasn't a true Tech-Priest herself. As for how other Tech-Priests might react, that wasn't her concern.
"Then can you handle the modification surgery?" Alex suddenly looked at her with an eager expression.
32 was somewhat puzzled but still nodded, "The most crucial part of Servitor modification is the appropriate excision of the human brain, simply put, cutting the frontal lobe. That's not an issue.
However, Servitor modification requires a large number of implants, and given the current situation, we can only import them."
"Import them then. Adding tens of thousands of Servitors should increase the factory's production capacity a bit, right?" Alex asked 32.
32 thought for a moment, calculated using a cogitator installed on one of her mechanical cats, and then nodded, saying, "Adding 50,000 Servitors can increase production efficiency by about 10%; adding 100,000 Servitors can increase production efficiency by about 18%. Any more than that will result in linear diminishing returns, significantly reducing cost-effectiveness, and it won't be worth it."
"Sounds good. Then, Mai Mai, I'll trouble you and Twilight to make a trip later to acquire 100,000 prisoners and the necessary implants for their modification!" Alex made his decision, looking at Mai Mai and Twilight.
The two did not refuse, simply nodding in agreement.
One of them wanted to be a Captain, and the other a Rogue Trader, so they had long understood that this was the kind of work they would be doing.
Moreover, compared to other tasks, they were indeed better at these.
"Since this matter is settled, let's move on to the next one." Alex, seeing one issue resolved, began discussing a new matter: "Currently, the Sub-Sector immigration development plan is proceeding quite smoothly, and the immigration progress on both planets is good.
Although there's the issue of the Blood Oath Society possibly having heretical tendencies, as of now, I haven't found anything amiss with them. So…"
"May I interrupt? Regarding the Blood Oath Society, did you not use 'loyalty'? Isn't it obvious whether they are heretics or not after a drink?" Gutierrez showed a puzzled expression, seemingly wondering why Alex would be troubled by this matter.
Alex spread his hands helplessly in response: "If it were that simple, I wouldn't be troubled.
According to investigations, the Blood Oath Society currently has over 100,000 Blood Oath Society priests and sisters active throughout the Rostov Sub-Sector.
And this is just the personnel they dispatched to the Sub-Sector during this immigration campaign; they themselves also have considerable influence throughout the entire Sector."
At this point, Alex couldn't help but sigh, shaking his head and lamenting, "The Blood Oath Society, no matter what, is an orthodox branch sect recognized by the Ecclesiarchy. They have been proselytizing in the Mariupol Sector for many years, and their influence can be described as deeply entrenched.
Suspecting such a religious force of heretical tendencies without conclusive evidence could lead to major problems.
And how do you know I didn't use 'loyalty'? In fact, they were tested the moment they arrived, and there were no heretics."
"Ah? Then why are you suspicious?" Gutierrez was confused. Why would Alex suspect the Blood Oath Society? Was it just because they requested blood sacrifices?
Many branch sects of the Ecclesiarchy engaged in practices far more extreme than this, and none of them were considered heretics, were they?
"It's psychic divination. Both Kaldor Draigo and I performed psychic divination on the Blood Oath Society, and all we could see was a sea of blood." Alex spread his hands, his brows furrowed in a helpless expression: "Of course, I know that the Ecclesiarchy is often more extreme than cults, but the Blood Oath Society truly has a problem this time.
The only thing I'm unsure of is whether their doctrine is flawed or if there's an internal issue.
You know, the ways Chaos can corrupt are simply too numerous, often catching people off guard."
"Alright, I…" Gutierrez was about to say something more when the alarm from Alex's communicator suddenly blared, interrupting him.
Alex picked up the communicator, and before he could even speak after connecting, Chamberlain Rachel's urgent voice exclaimed, "Governor, something terrible has happened! The Space Necron Fleet has invaded!"
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