Starting from the Planetary Governor

Summary of the Starting from the Planetary Governor

**Starting from the Planetary Governor**

Alright, so I'm Gu Hang now… yeah, governor of this absolute mess, this backwater rock nobody wanted. The empire? Yeah, they stretch across stars that glitter like stupid, but honestly, what good does that do when you're stuck on a planet basically designed to fail?

There's no panic yet, not immediately anyway, though the situation screams it. I'm scanning down here, focusing on my little toolkit: [Military Tokens], yeah those feel useful… [Heroes], gotta keep an eye on them. [Technology] is barely holding up, like some flickering candle in a collapsing world.

This place? Cursed ground for sure. My predecessors ended badly – executed! Talk about bad vibes. And the list of problems here is longer than my arm: monsters running wild, these low-energy storms tearing strips from the land, and everyone else just trying to claw their way through on scraps… schemes, betrayals, it's relentless.

Productivity? Zero. Utter sinkhole. But that also means things are falling apart in predictable ways – Evil Gods stirring up trouble again, those Green Skin freaks digging in wherever they can find a crack. Classic chaos.

But hey, no need to drown in despair right now. I've got my own plans brewing down here at the outpost. Building a fleet? Absolutely. Figuring out how to push back against alien threats and all that rot… yeah, that's the goal.

And loyalty? It’s deep, it’s burning – even if I’m funding these Battle Nuns off the books or channeling imperial cash into *my* pockets (it feels weird but necessary!). Orders are orders, but this Third Empire thing… it won't just crumble. Not while there's still a fight left.

So, let’s see how this plays out, starting from here.