Warhammer: Rise of the Star Gods

Wide Area Silence, a cafeteria.

The captured creatures were studied and found to be theoretically edible, so a group of volunteers were gathered to try them out.

Knife and fork in hand, Olpesson sets out to try the oversized terrestrial hermit crab. It is not a personal habit for him to eat with a knife and fork, but Zhang Lingyou's requirement - all new races must use a knife and fork for their first taste before entering the recipe.

At that time, Sigma didn't understand why. After all, Zhang Lingyou's living habits were very similar to those of the Sinian people. Logically speaking, he should promote chopsticks.

He asked stiffly, but the Star God didn't say anything. He just asked Sigma to sit down. While sealing his spiritual power, he gave him a serving of original Nine-turn Large Intestine and a pair of chopsticks.

"Eat, it's delicious, it's all yours." Zhang Lingyou's words were without any ups and downs, as if he just wanted to prove that this kind of soft and chewy food is not suitable for eating in one bite.

When Sigma was served, he picked up a piece with chopsticks and put it into his mouth, chewed it for a while and then swallowed it.

"It's delicious, but it's really troublesome to eat such a big piece. I'd better use a knife and fork when trying it for the first time. Then, you guys should try it too."

Seeing Sigma closing his eyes and enjoying it, the others, no doubt that he was there, also took chopsticks to try the food, and then... they all went to have their stomachs evacuated. That night, Sigma reportedly slipped while walking and suffered extensive bruises all over his body.

Putting aside the bad memories, Orr cut off a thin slice with a knife and fork. In the soft light, the white meat slices were so thin that they were almost transparent.

"I hope it tastes good."

Eat it in one bite. Not to mention, it's quite fragrant, but it smells like fungi.

Other crew members who came to taste the food spoke highly of the ingredients, and some bacteria lovers were even more complimentary.

A month passed like this, and Orpeson and the others did not feel any discomfort. On the contrary, Orr felt that his psychic power had increased.

"What's the situation on the ground like?"

The captain ordered the AI ​​to analyze the results of planetary transformation.

"The geological structure transformation is completed, the environmental assimilation transformation is completed, the sun shader is deployed, the fortress is operating normally, and the first group of people are walking without protection. It is expected to be completed in another two weeks."

It's not bad. This is the first planet to be terraformed, so there's no fault for being a little inefficient.

Opening the squad comm, the captain started asking the real questions.

"Olivia, are there any changes in the Webway area?"

"No, I don't know what kind of technology the spiritual platform that opens the door has, but it always allows the opening channel to be opened on the ground."

"Can it be turned on?"

"Obviously, no. How about calling Al?"

"He probably doesn't have time. He hasn't finished learning the diplomatic knowledge of the Eldar yet."

"It's been thirty years and you haven't finished studying yet?"

"It's a lot, but I'm just learning the basics."

"That's okay."

Olivia disconnected the communication and continued to check the entrance to the webway.

There is something wrong with the race here. After scanning, it was found that a star system one light-year away is their home star, but no trace of a shipyard was found. It seems that the entire race only has these three ships.

The problem of missing ships and no one looking for them is not within the scope of thinking. The technology tree of this race is a bit crooked. And normally speaking, it doesn't mean that it takes more than ten or even decades for the average interstellar race to transmit messages over a distance of one light year, which doesn't mean anything.

The Chhapatins, who had turned into colonies, hid in dark corners and sent messages carefully. Some colonies entered the bodies of human crew members through those hermit crabs. They survived through bioenergy and sent psychic information to their kin on the planet.

Twenty light-years away from this galaxy, thirty fleets of various races slowly gathered. They were all races parasitized by the Chalpaktin people. The Chalpaktine empire was built on the bones of countless enslaved races.

"According to the report from Breeding Area No. 226, the other party has a war fortress with a diameter of about three thousand kilometers. There are two battleships, fifteen cruisers, and unknown destroyers in the dock. The intelligence agents who infiltrated its home planet have not been able to send back the news. .”

A Chikandi held a psychic scroll and explained the known military capabilities of mankind to other participants in the meeting.

"It's difficult to fight. A ship of this level is no different from the Sky Fortress of the Quilko Orcs. It may even be purchased from Quilko. Should we talk to the other party?"

A terrestrial crocodile said that it was worried that the other party might be on the line with the orcs, or even the orcs' white gloves. Coupled with the opponent's pirate style of attacking immediately, it is obvious that they are not ignorant, but confident.

Fighting orcs over a fortress is a waste of money.

"That's right...wait a minute, new news is coming. The opponent is a race with a small number of weak psionic powers and a majority of non-psionic powers. There are no traces of psionic castration."

As the fish-headed man spoke, his eyes shone with light. They had already seen wealth waving to them.

There was a small cheer in the conference area. No matter what, this star castle seemed to be snatchable. The Necrons are not an auxiliary race that is not used for experiments, but they do not have the habit of providing remote colonization technology to the auxiliary races. That means we encountered a big wild fish this time.

"Quiet, start the combat deployment. The 1st to 10th fleets will conduct a peripheral attack; the 11th to 16th fleets will seal off the surrounding space; the 17th to 20th fleets will cover the towing tugboats; the 21st to 28th fleets will Jump to enemy ships in all directions to paralyze the power system; fleets 29 and 30 are reserve teams to deal with emergencies. Be careful, the opponent's long-range fortune teller may be very strong, and we need to carry out dangerous operations in an area of ​​four to five light years. Blind jump. Go back and prepare."

After the meeting, a creature that was somewhat similar to a bear came over. He was a little worried: "Do you think they might be the subordinates of that evil god?"

"Huh?... It's impossible. Those guys are cruel and murderous, and they won't let these flesh-and-blood creatures retain their consciousness. Moreover, after that guy sent the coordinates more than fifty years ago, there has been no movement again. I guess He has been killed by the three empires."

The fish-headed man simply didn't believe that the other party had any background. If he really had such ability, why would he still come to this place? He had already started fighting with Iron Paigu.

Like most existing creatures, their understanding of Catan only remains in legends. They have never seen or recognized Catan, and they have no idea what his specific level is.

In fact, except for the four largest and most established races, the other races not only have no understanding of the Star God, but also only understand the Ancient Saint as "a good person", "created many races", and "somewhat powerful" .

With the conscious or unconscious connivance of the Eldar, mainstream thinking generally believes that the reason why the two races are so powerful is just because they fought early, and other races did not have time to develop at that time, which created the myth of each other. .

"Yes, yes." The giant bear, who wanted to understand, laughed and went to discuss with the friendly forces.

hyperdimensional area

Several rotating dynasties of the Necron were squeezed out by Zhang Lingyou, and the Star God watched the movement of countless parallel time and space here.

"What a ball of yarn."

Zhang Lingyou's alloy eyelids twitched involuntarily. These words were not angry words, but simply a realistic statement.

"Hey, you're finally here."

Settra's figure condensed, and he didn't expect this newcomer to discover the underlying problem so quickly. According to his estimate, the preliminary inspection work would take 20,000 to 30,000 years to complete, even if this guy is hardworking.

Zhang Lingyou finally understood why no one was here to protect the world. Those without technology couldn't do it; those with technology knew there was nothing they could do. The work of clearing the rubble in this place is desperate.

"Can this tumor-like thing be removed?"

The person asking the question was Gray Feng.

"Yes, but not necessary."

Phase Scythe still remembers the time when the world was in pretty good shape. Faced with this hodgepodge now, it can only be said that both parties are very creative.

If you cut it, you have to find something to fill it in, and then do secondary maintenance, repairs, and test runs; if you don't cut it, this thing will get worse and worse, and eventually it will drag the world to self-collapse; if you can untie this ball of wool, you can, but the difficulty is about Just like you take two embroidery needles and knit a ball of yarn directly into a finished sweater.

Gray Feng finally knew why Zhang Lingyou set up such a big plan. The value of saving this world was limited, and all the survivors knew it, but the cost sunk in had already made them red-eyed. Blindly salvaging sunk costs will only lead to more and more sunk wealth and pull down the ship that is still on the sea.

Settra took out a large plate, made of metal, huge in concept. Zhang Lingyou has no doubt that if he doesn't put aside the facts, if this thing hits him, it will shatter his outer armor.

"Here, take that pile of data backup. Come on, I have something else to do. I'll go back to sleep first."

After saying these words, Settra turned around and left without any hesitation. Zhang Lingyou felt his hand sink, and the alloy on his arm had deformed to absorb the force.

Hard, fist hard.

Combining the previous battle reports, Zhang Lingyou continued to study hard. Before reincarnation, I was a social animal. After reincarnation, I changed my identity, but I still had to be a social animal. It was really amazing.

[No, if you do this, I’ll be exhausted and I won’t be able to finish it. 】

Of course, these are angry words, but there are two different concepts between using the big plan as the cornerstone of one's ascension and being treated like a beast and a coolie by the big plan.

"I want to find something that is not protected by the current laws of the major races, can work overtime all year round, can be replaced if it breaks, and only needs a little energy from me to be highly obedient and work seriously."

Zhang Lingyou sent a message to Hui Feng and expressed his request.

"Wake up, this is the real universe, not the wishing fountain, and I am not a bastard. Even the farmer would not dare to think what you are saying."

The phase sickle formed a bean-like face and rolled its eyes at Zhang Lingyou.

"Okay, well said."

Zhang Lingyou was very happy. Hui Feng's words made him think of a way with low investment and high return.

Don't even think about flesh and blood life, the soul needs sleep to repair, the efficiency is too low, it won't work; mechanical life, their energy has to be produced by themselves, the wool comes from the sheep, it won't work; the Ascension Star God has not been finished yet, so it can't be used.

But demons can. There are many creatures in the subspace, and the Eldar even need to be eliminated from time to time. Most of them are not good things, but they have sufficient energy, which gives themselves a good reason.

The important thing is that this batch of energy comes from the Sea of ​​Souls, so there is no need to divert energy from the real universe, and it is not a flesh-and-blood creature. There is no need to rest, and there is no risk in catching it. It can also take advantage of the opportunity to suppress the subspace. It really kills multiple birds with one stone.

[The person who invented slavery was definitely a genius. 】

Star God suddenly found a way to liberate himself. With such cheap labor resources, what kind of technology tree can be developed?

It's not like there are no tools to control the work of demons. The demons can be directly pressed on the assembly line and turned into slaves, then thrown into the work area to work. If they die, they will be replaced.

If those demons do not dissipate, they can be fed to other demons, saving another meal expense.

Once this step of the plan is completed, everything will be much easier to handle. Just take the subspace creatures and fill them in. How difficult can a big plan be? This thing is just like mining. To put it bluntly, if you fill up your life well enough, your destiny will be wasted.

"Elbow, let's go find some bait."

"That's right, let go of helping others and enjoy a peaceful life... Wait, what are you going to catch?"

. . . .

Inside the Star Castle, Orr had finished planning the next phase of the route. It took them one month to completely rule a galaxy. The coalition government felt that this was a bit too fast, but Sigma and the others were afraid that Zhang Lingyou would think it was too slow.

Unexpectedly, Zhang Lingyou's reply was: It doesn't matter, as long as someone is doing the work.

A galaxy has more than one planet. If humans want to occupy these places, they will need more manpower. Six of the nine planets have transformation value.

Military dispatch is quick. A squadron with a battleship as the flagship will be sent to protect this place in two days. At that time, the Wide Silence will start its next journey.

"Immigration has already begun before this planet has even been given a name."

Sa Dinghan couldn't help but sigh at the speed of technological development. The coalition governments were fighting with each other over the name issue, and he wondered if it would hinder the expedition.

"Quickly start the full-power super deceleration field! All shields are activated, the self-protection protocol is activated, and the active protection protocol is activated!"

Orpeson was yelling.

"Permission confirmed, Zhinao takes over the battlefield."

The emotionless mechanical sound marks the warship's true state of war.

The captain's angry shout made Sa Dinghan turn around involuntarily. The first officer found that the captain was surrounded by blue lightning. He felt that his soul was being pulled out by this force, and he was unable to react to his body for a while.

The same psychic reactions appeared all over the Star Castle, and the problems were caused by people who had eaten hermit crabs or interacted with crew members who had eaten those things.

"Psychic reaction detected, exorcism protocol activated!"

The battleship's intelligent control system discovered an internal anomaly and immediately activated all loops of anti-magic equipment, which was equivalent to activating several ultra-large anti-psionic suppression collars.

The Chapaktin flora was instantly wiped out, and the crew's bodies were more or less traumatized. Zhang Lingyou had already anticipated this step, and the perfect repair smart protocol was immediately launched.

The injured body recovered at a speed visible to the naked eye. Within half a minute, the psychic riot was quelled and all personnel returned to their posts.

The captain felt that his face was burning. He had just embarked on a long voyage, and something like this happened. It was no longer an ordinary shame and dereliction of duty.

Notes

Perfectly restored intelligence, in the background is a complex ancient bionic augmented limb, containing within it a fragment of the mind of an artificial intelligence from the Dark Age of Technology. First appearing during the Horus Heresy, the famed Grand Magus of Rand installed it inside the Blood Angel Zephon on Terra, saving his life.

The psionic suppression material, phase iron, is a rare metal alloy produced during the Dark Age of Technology where it was used to bind disobedient psykers, burning their skin whenever they attempted to use their powers.

Dark Age of Technology Protection Device, Hyper-Deceleration Field, this ancient technological device slows incoming firepower to a fraction of its original speed, making those within its protective range virtually immune to long-range attacks.

Also, please note that the fortune teller is not my random writing or second creation.

The augur and the fortune teller are basically the same thing, but their powers are different. Those long-range passive and active sensors on Imperial ships are also known as augurs. Although it uses the same sensor technology and detection vectors as the august, it has greater detection range and power in active scanning mode.

Auguries are also known by other names, such as measuring machines, multi-scanners, or simply scanners.