American Comics: My Warhammer Simulator

[Simulation starting——]

[Current identity: Space Wolf Blood Claw (Warp·??? Webway)]

[Please choose your identity first]

[If you refuse, you will descend immediately]

[Identity selection has been refused]

[Simulation starting——]

[You have descended into the Warhammer universe]

[Time: Unknown]

[Location: Galaxy·Storm Starfield·Kiaval Planet·Leseuth Satellite]

[You suddenly opened your eyes.

[You found yourself falling from the sky again.]

[You did not make a scream of fear.]

[You just gritted your teeth and used all your strength to try to adjust your landing posture.]

[A wisp of cold wind swept across your face and blew violently through your gray hair.]

[You suddenly found that there were no lakes or rivers below that could reduce the speed and force of the fall, only a continuous cluster of factory buildings. 】

【Those densely packed tall factories are constantly rising with wisps of choking black smoke and smelting ashes floating everywhere. 】

【You are getting closer and closer to a metal factory below. 】

【You close your eyes like you have accepted your fate and let out an angry roar. 】

【You smash through the heavy metal roof and fall into a pile of grains dozens of meters deep.

【The granular grains that gradually slide like quicksand quickly flood your nostrils and mouth. 】

【You struggle desperately, but you sink deeper and deeper. 】

【Just when you think you will experience a unique way of dying from suffocation. 】

【Accompanied by the loud sound of grains collapsing, you are swept out of the grain storage building by a large amount of grains and see the light of day again. 】

【You kneel on the uneven concrete floor, sweating profusely, and continue to spray granular grains from your mouth and nose with great difficulty. 】

【At this moment, human workers with bare chests covered with dirt, wearing only rough overalls, holding sledgehammers and mattocks in their hands, gathered around. 】

【"A high-level craftsman who is looking for excitement? Or a spy of the Science and Technology Union?" You heard a suspicious voice asking doubtfully. 】

【"Stop it... Comrade, have you seen a spy with a bare bottom? I see, he is a... Hiss, why does this big guy have fangs? Look at his eyes, they are also like animal pupils! Could this be an experimental monster secretly created by the Science and Technology Union?" Another voice shouted in surprise. 】

【You just wanted to raise your head to explain your origins to the people who exclaimed. 】

【The next moment, a sharp mattock flew through the air and fell heavily on your head. 】

【Your face changed slightly, and your palm with sharp fingertips quickly raised. ]

[You snatched the mattock from the opponent's hand, and quickly stood up, while one of your feet suddenly stabbed the attacker's abdomen.

[Along with the constant exclamations of the surrounding workers and the screams of the man, a tall middle-aged man immediately flew backwards and crashed into the crowd. ]

[However, just as you subconsciously tightened your grip on the mattock, wanting to escape from this place first and find another opportunity to figure out the current situation. ]

[You seemed to see a huge figure three meters high, silently jumping down from a high place in a metal factory. ]

[You didn't have time to catch the opponent's next move. ]

[Even the opponent's trace was lost in the field of vision. ]

[You became alert in an instant. ]

[The workers around you hugged their strong arms and smiled slightly sarcasticly at you who were constantly scanning the surroundings. ]

[At this moment, a huge figure three meters tall suddenly emerged from the shadow of the building behind you, and quietly approached you from behind. ]

[You received a fierce blow to the back of your neck. ]

[Your eyes suddenly went dark, and you completely lost consciousness. ]

[You fell into a coma. ]

[You are not dead. ]

[You gradually woke up from the coma. ]

[You looked around and found yourself in a small room full of labor tools. ]

[You were tied tightly to a worn-out metal chair. ]

[Even if you struggled hard, you could not break free from the heavy shackles of the metal chains on your body. ]

[Right in front of you, a black-haired man squatted on the ground, holding a large iron bowl with a broken edge in his hand, and ate noodles in big mouthfuls. ]

[At the same time, two sharp sickles and heavy hammers, each about 1.5 meters long, were hung on the other's waist, occasionally touching the ground as the other person ate. ]

["Slurp... Food is a rare and precious thing on this mining planet... Slurp... So, don't blame the workers for their attitude towards you, especially in these critical days, they need to be more careful." As if sensing your awakening, the black-haired man said without raising his head. ]

[You stared at the other person's huge body with great vigilance, and remained silent. ]

[Until he completely ate the noodles in the large iron bowl, and then carefully placed it on the ground beside him. ]

[The black-haired man then slowly raised his young face with fair skin, and a pair of eyes as pure as the dark night stared straight at you. ]

["Is father okay? How are the other brothers? I thought you would come only after the revolution was over...\