When Alex opened his eyes again, he was already in the cabin of a Thunderhawk Transporter, and beside him was his new chess piece for this deployment, a monkey.
He was currently en route to the planet Rostov III.
The cabin of the Thunderhawk Transporter was not large; it could accommodate a dozen Space Marines or forty to fifty Astra Militarum soldiers without much issue, but as a military transport, comfort was naturally not a consideration.
Using it for interstellar travel was, at best, barely tolerable.
The Imperium was not without better transportation or more comfortable conveyances, but for Governor Alex at present, it was far from the time to concern himself with pomp and luxury.
If he truly desired luxury, he could wait for his Black Ship to return from the capital of Mariupol, or simply take the Ash Knights' strike cruiser, traveling exclusively by cruiser.
An Imperial cruiser, at least three to five kilometers long, was essentially a flying city and an aerial palace, capable of satisfying any desire for extravagance.
At worst, he still had enough points to purchase a destroyer or a frigate; there would be no problem at all in improving his travel conditions, indulging in pomp, and being a bit more luxurious.
Furthermore, don't think that this level of luxury and enjoyment would lead to corruption; Slaanesh, one of the Four Chaos Gods, pursues extreme indulgence, and the pursuit of luxurious enjoyment can indeed lead to corruption, and there are many hidden Slaanesh cultists among the Imperial nobility, with Imperial nobles always making up the majority in many Slaanesh cult-induced corruption incidents, but mere indulgence in luxury truly isn't much.
What truly causes corruption is indulging one's desires through luxurious enjoyment, unrestrained and immoderate indulgence, thereby achieving extreme satisfaction, which then leads to one's downfall.
To give a simple example, Cloudhammer always says that transmigrating to 40K with a head full of lewd thoughts will lead to falling to Slaanesh, or even ascending to a Daemon Prince and so on.
But in reality, with the paltry lewd thoughts in their heads, a Slaanesh Daemonette might even ask, 'Are you even capable, little dog?'
Don't think it's an exaggeration; if we use familiar people from the 3k era as examples, a great musician like Beethoven might be one who could truly fall into Slaanesh's domain, because he pursued extreme music, which aligns with Slaanesh's tenets, and he indeed achieved extremity.
By the same token, to fall into corruption or even ascend to a Daemon Prince by engaging in lewd acts, it would probably require dragging billions of people on an entire planet into an orgy to achieve such an effect.
In fact, the Inquisition is well aware of the luxury and corruption among Imperial nobles, and the Ecclesiarchy also has considerable knowledge of it.
Among the Sisters of Battle branch of the Ecclesiarchy, a very famous branch, the Famulous Sisters, are responsible for overseeing the moral conduct of nobles, guiding their words and actions, and preventing corruption.
Of course, they also have another important task: helping nobles perpetuate their bloodlines.
Under normal circumstances, they are only responsible for helping nobles with matchmaking and finding suitable in-laws.
But in certain less common situations, it is not unheard of for a Famulous Sister to become a noble's wife.
From this point, it can be seen that most of the private lives of Imperial nobles, as long as they don't genuinely get involved with Warp entities, are highly unlikely to lead to corruption.
As for a head full of lewd thoughts? Besides possibly being a waste of paper, it's really nothing significant.
Governor Alex naturally also had Famulous Sisters; this was the case after he became Governor, when the Ecclesiarchy first dispatched Sisters to his side, and a dedicated team of Famulous Sisters was already in his Governor's Office.
However, the number of this team of Famulous Sisters was not large, only five in total.
Their primary responsibilities were to manage the internal affairs of the Governor's Office for Governor Alex, as well as to instruct Governor Alex on how to safely address his physiological needs and perpetuate the noble bloodline, ensuring the proliferation of Governor Alex's family.
In simple terms, the Famulous Sisters would teach him how to legally mint coins for the Emperor.
It was just a pity that Governor Alex, this Emperor's counterfeit, did not possess the value-adding function of minting coins, and could only lament the missed opportunity while looking at the five white-haired maids who perfectly fit his aesthetic.
After all, if you were to ask the Famulous Sisters to 'mint coins,' they might not necessarily accept, but they might not necessarily refuse either.
But if you plan to play some exciting little games with the Sister-senpai…
Then, no apologies, the Sisterhood's neural whips will whip you until you profoundly understand what it means for every single nerve to scream in pain, in a physical sense.
Thinking of these random things, the Thunderhawk Transporter carrying Governor Alex arrived at Rostov III.
However, he did not immediately choose to land, but instead boarded the forge ship, which was docked in the planet's low orbit.
"How is this ship? Is it easy to use?" Governor Alex asked the forge ship, who came to greet him, curiously.
A forge ship had cost him over a thousand points, and although it was a necessary expense, it still pained Governor Alex.
"It's very easy to use! With the mineral resources from the Scorching Dog Star supporting us, the factory on board can produce all the necessary components; apart from things that are exceptionally large, we can even forge a Moon-class for you with this ship!" The forge ship was still in her Adeptus Mechanicus Inquisitor form, though she wasn't holding a forge axe, but rather leaning on her staff of the magos, looking quite animated.
Governor Alex had to step back two paces before reminding her, "Be careful. Your arms and legs are all metal now. Kicking someone isn't as simple as breaking a Tibetan Mastiff's bone anymore! If you kick me or something, I'll have to get prosthetics for this body."
"Eh? You can get prosthetics?" The forge ship showed a curious expression, as according to the information she had previously, Governor Alex's chess pieces were not capable of upgrades or modifications, and replacing prosthetics clearly fell within the scope of upgrades and modifications.
"If I exchange them from Huang Lao Han, I can equip myself with prosthetics; this is considered equipment, not an upgrade or modification," Governor Alex explained simply, as his own chess piece, which he used, could even be equipped with relic sets, so adding one or two bionics was not a problem.
Of course, this was only limited to the chess piece he used as an avatar; other chess pieces still could not be upgraded or modified.
Unless Governor Alex brought them back from 40K to 3K, then manually upgraded and modified them, replaced equipment or limbs, and then re-deployed them into this world.
"Eh, that sounds amazing! I wonder if I can upgrade and modify myself; this body isn't very comfortable to use!" The forge ship's eyes darted about, clearly starting to ponder.
Governor Alex quickly interrupted her, saying, "Don't rush into tinkering yet; you should first tell me about the factory's situation! Once the factory is built, even if you forge yourself a Titan as a body, I'll pretend I didn't see it. For now, let's focus on the important matters!"
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