Traveling through the Warhammer world, but I didn’t cry.

"I feel a little nauseous. This food doesn't taste good." Lin Fan covered his mouth, feeling a little uncomfortable. Then he bent over and coughed twice, spitting out a line.

But this was not the end. He coughed harder and harder, and spit out more and more lines. Eventually, these lines came together and turned into the outline of a woman.

Rebecca patted Lin Fan on the back and looked at what he had vomited. This sense of déjà vu reminded her of the old days of patting her drunken master on the back.

I really miss it...

"Ahem! Vomit!"

Lin Fan vomited twice at the end, and the two large pieces of mixed color vomited onto the outline formed by the lines, and then a magical scene happened.

The two-dimensional drawings attached to the floor began to transform into three-dimensional shapes. They stood up from the ground and gained thickness and mass, inflating like a deflated balloon being injected with gas.

With a final wave, a living person stood in front of Lin Fan.

He was wearing a white coat, but it was not clean. Brown stains and threads were messily arranged on the clothes.

His eyes were surrounded by dark circles and had severe bags under his eyes. Her hair is brown and lacks care and maintenance. It is simply tied into a simple ponytail with a knot and has messy silk hair.

The pants were nondescript jeans with some patches on them, and he wore a pair of thick Martin boots.

After taking a quick glance, Lin Fan saw a pen in her breast pocket, with gold letters that might be her name engraved on it.

"Uh...hello? Quabramster Taranifstin Urs?" Why is this name so long? Lin Fan complained secretly in his heart.

"Oh... Damn it... How long have I been trapped?" The woman suspected to be named Ersi didn't seem to answer Lin Fan. She swayed, covered her head and sat down against the wall, letting I can calm down for a while.

Let me think... let me think what happened?

Oh, by the way, I was sent to this disgusting aristocratic playground by those god-ascension madmen using a trap, and then was eaten by the "two-dimensional prison".

The concept of time has become blurred. I have been in that two-dimensional prison world for so long that it is difficult to recall the past.

All he could think about was the simple to crazy two-dimensional lines, the fight with other prisoners, and the endless cycle of pure white world. I've really had enough.

Are there two more living people here? One is an old-style nanorobot from the Federation's M20 era, and the other is... a pure-blood noble, a terminator! ?

md...You ascensionist lunatics!

The woman was angry, recalling how those damn lunatics had torn apart a great alliance, and now there was a bastard appearing in front of her, trying to humiliate her again.

In these years in a two-dimensional prison, I have not wasted my life.

The white coat flew up and instantly enveloped the nanorobot behind the man.

Electricity and magnetism were generated on the white coat. Rebecca was severely injured, and then lost the restraint on her body, turning into silver-gray dust and falling to the ground.

"Rebecca!" Lin Fan exclaimed. He did not expect that this woman who looked like a scientist would strike so quickly, but he was not prepared to kill her with one punch. He still had many questions to ask.

Lin Fan caught Ersi's fist and was about to choke her neck to restrict her movements.

But to his surprise, Ersi saw that one of his hands had been bound, so he simply took off his shoulders and arms, and stepped back.

"...This guy is also a robot?" Lin Fan looked at Ersi's appearance of not feeling any pain and counted her with the out-of-control servitor.

Odemair's shoulders quickly grew new arms, her other hand touched the ground, and then the blue grid expanded around her.

Pieces of ground blocks were peeled off, surrounded by Odemeyer, and began to be assembled into an energy cannon that Lin Fan had never seen before.

Lin Fan stood in front of Rebecca, who had become a fan, and shouted to Odemeyer, "Who are you? Why are you suddenly attacking us?"

These words seemed to have some effect. Ersi's expression changed. She frowned and looked at Lin Fan suspiciously.

"Are you actually talking to me with your mouth?"

"...Is there anything wrong with speaking with your mouth? If you don't use your mouth, how can you speak with your butt?"

"...It's hard to say." Urs put down his weapon and assumed a harmless posture, "You are not a member of the Finalists, right? The Finalists will use very distinctive substitutes to convey their meaning, and It’s not like you, using the simplest ‘mouth’ that is closest to ordinary people to communicate.”

Lin Fan didn't understand what Erth meant. He looked at the unkempt female scientist warily and asked about Rebecca's situation.

"Are you ok?"

"I'm okay...but you have to demagnetize me, otherwise I won't be able to put it together."

"Do you know this crazy woman named Ers?"

"I really don't know. I only know that my nano core parts are made of scrap copper and iron from the recycling bin. I still remember that my master and his father dug out four or five tons of scrap iron to get the materials together. of."

"Have you finished your whispering? Also, my name is Odemeyer." Odemeyer glanced at Lin Fan and Rebecca impatiently, and her white coat floated back to her body again. .

"Let me handle it. Her core equipment and database are very old." Odemeyer stretched out his hand to indicate that he had no intention of attacking, then took out a plastic bag-like thing from his pants and shook it casually. It becomes a bottle.

"Isn't she a nano-worm swarm? Why is there such a thing as a core device?" Lin Fan asked doubtfully.

Odemeyer gouged him with his eyes, "Nano swarms are nano-sized robots, and they are not real powders and fluids. The upper limit of nano-robots is determined by the data network and the process of constructing nano-micro robots. Although this thing was quite advanced when it was produced, it is really lagging behind now.”

"And she hasn't integrated the Qualcomm data line, Wanwei algorithm, and this database... Isn't this your special sleeping robot?"

"I'm a service robot! Not a sleeping robot!" Rebecca complained in protest, but Odemeyer didn't care about these pale explanations.

The information coming from the clothes, this nanorobot's database is full of astringency.

After sucking Rebecca's powder into the jar, Odemeyer shook it a few times and looked at Lin Fan like a pervert.

"Ahem... In fact, I am not her first owner, and I don't know what you are talking about. I don't know anything about elite lunatics or terminators."

During the Martian Civil War, there was mention of something called Wan Chang Si Ji, which could clean up subspace pollution using pure mathematics and logic.