After finishing that damned pile of paperwork, Eden sent word to Bayev that he should stop sending files his way for the ti being. Eden had more important matters to attend to.
Speaking of Bayev, the hardworking old steward seed to have aged a lot recently.
With this thought, Eden quickly ordered soone to retrieve so high-grade nutritional potions from the treasury and personally delivered them to the old steward.
Can't have him getting too worn out.
Eden traveled by hovercar to the Departnt of Internal Affairs, eventually arriving at Bayev's office.
Though called an office, it was more like an expansive administrative hall.
The office was about the size of a football field, with over a hundred desks, each occupied by an administrative staff mber.
They all bore dark circles under their eyes, looking exhausted, yet they continued working tirelessly, processing various affairs.
In the aisles, dozens of servitors moved non-stop, transporting stacks of docunts.
These people were so focused on their work that even as Eden arrived, few looked up.
So lifted their heads for a glance, then imdiately returned to their monotonous, chanical docunt processing.
The sight of their dedication nearly brought Eden to tears! Though, it could also be from sheer exhaustion.
At the far end of the office sat Bayev at his own desk.
Stacks of docunts piled high on the five-ter-long tal table, almost obscuring him from view.
Wearing chanical glasses, Bayev was focused on reviewing a file related to food ration calculations.
Currently, the food supply in the Royal District was not ample. If the rations weren't carefully calculated, a large-scale famine could erupt.
Previously, this work was simpler.
It was rely a matter of proportionally distributing the available food stock to various institutions and subsidiary factories.
Whether people outside the Royal District had food or starved to death was not a concern for the Departnt of Internal Affairs.
Their responsibility was solely to distribute food to those working for the Royal District.
However, under the governor's new policy, the Royal District was now obligated to sustain the lives of the people in the Upper Hive, preventing mass starvation among the population.
So, the challenge was figuring out how to prevent people from starving with insufficient food supplies.
With this policy, the rationing system beca more complex, and the paperwork increased.
And that was just one policy.
With multiple policies layered together, the workload for the Royal District's Departnt of Internal Affairs nearly doubled.
Not only did the Departnt of Internal Affairs face increased tasks, but the Logistics Departnt and Military Departnt were also under greater strain.
This workload could very well exhaust them to death.
Bayev carefully reviewed the data reported by the Logistics Departnt. After ensuring there were no major issues, he stamped the docunts.
As for minor issues, there was no choice.
When tasks are nearly all human-handled, avoiding major errors is a victory.
Moreover, none of the departnts had the ti or resources to reprocess each docunt ticulously.
After all, the flow of administrative affairs continued to build up.
This administrative system was just a tiny replica of the Empire's administrative machinery.
A small error in the Royal District's Departnt of Internal Affairs could lead to the deaths of hundreds, thousands, or even more civilians.
But a small mistake in the Imperial Departnt of Internal Affairs?
It could spell disaster across hundreds or thousands of planets, potentially affecting an entire sector or even the galaxy.
Countless human lives would be lost.
That is the Empire.
But can anyone truly bla Bayev or the high lords?
They work tirelessly, exhausting every ounce of strength on administrative duties, sotis at the cost of their lives.
But if not them, then who?
What guilt do the billions who perish due to errors carry?
It must simply be said: survival for humanity in this hellish galaxy is unimaginably difficult.
Eden gazed at the administrative staff busy within the hall, his mind a whirl of thoughts.
He couldn't change the Empire.
But within his own domain, he wanted to make so changes, to avoid as many mistakes as possible.
Eden approached Bayev's desk, observing the hunched-over, hardworking steward. After a mont's thought, he decided not to disturb him.
Gently, he placed the nutritional potions on the desk and left.
In truth, Eden had considered bestowing a blessing upon Bayev, but decided to delay it.
A blessing would only enhance Bayev's attributes; it wasn't a miracle cure.
If the work process didn't change, even a blessed Bayev would struggle to increase efficiency fundantally. For now, he'd have to endure.
Thankfully, the research on the interconnected network had reached preliminary success.
The network, combined with Moss's computing power, could fundantally change the workflow in the Royal District, significantly boosting efficiency.
Once the network was fully implented and enough new faith power was gathered, Eden would bless Bayev.
The entire administrative system of the Royal District would undergo a transformation.
Hang in there, old Bayev; freedom is coming soon!
Shortly after Eden left, Bayev, having finished his paperwork, looked up and noticed the nutritional potions on his desk.
"What's this?"
"Father, the governor left these for you,"
Bayev's son, young but already balding from the stress, suddenly appeared with a hoarse voice.
"Why didn't you tell ? How disrespectful!"
"The governor insisted..."
Bayev stared at the stack of nutritional potions, sowhat taken aback.
He grabbed a few vials and handed them to his son.
"What are you standing there for? Get back to work! Don't waste the governor's goodwill!"
As a steward family that had served the Grant family for nearly two thousand years, handling Royal District affairs for the governor was the best way to repay their debt of gratitude.
Leaving the Departnt of Internal Affairs, Eden, accompanied by Carter and others, headed to a secret underground lab.
chanical Sage Moss was conducting experints there to establish the interconnected network.
"Is it ready?"
Eden eagerly asked as soon as he stepped off the elevator.
"My lord governor,"
Seeing Eden enter, Moss quickly set down his cup of oil-fuel drink and rose to greet him.
This fellow was turning more and more machine-like lately.
He accepted a data pad handed to him by a servitor skull, his nurous chanical arms operating deftly.
"The interconnected network has reached its initial completion.
Although 01010101110 has a few flaws, along with 1010110001..."
...
Eden paused, pointing to the array of chanical devices at the center of the lab.
"So, is it ready for use?"
"According to experintal data, the network is capable of eting your requirents..."
"Quickly, let see it!"
Eden's excitent was palpable; it was finally ready.
Moss led Eden to an iron table, where a pixelated chanical screen was set up.
A series of cables connected the screen to the central device in the lab.
This was the Warhamr version of a computer.
Moss powered it on, and under the eager gazes of Eden, Carter, and the others, the screen lit up.
It worked!
A pixelated Imperial Aquila symbol appeared, followed by stirring music, and an animation showed Eden clad in golden power armor, radiating light, and holding a sword as he pointed forward.
The imagery bore a striking resemblance to the God Emperor.
Eden had this boot-up animation custom-designed.
In the future, every device in the Royal District would display his noble image upon startup.
The screen then transitioned to an image of the golden statue of the God Emperor.
Zzzz~
Suddenly, the image froze.
Did it... freeze?
Just as Eden and the others were puzzled, a pixelated demon hound inexplicably appeared on the screen.
It was about as high as the statue's knee in the image.
Yes, it was male.
Under their astonished gazes, the demon hound swaggered over to the statue.
Then, it pulled out... and began acting like a little dog marking its territory on the statue's leg.
What?!
(End of Chapter)
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