American Comics: My Warhammer Simulator

Wait until Rorschach comes to his senses.

The simulation is over.

But his eyes did not glance at the reward options immediately.

Instead, he carefully looked through the written records left by this simulation.

Then, Rorschach, who narrowed his eyes, slightly straightened his back as he was slumped in the metal seat.

He subconsciously raised a palm with sharp fingertips and scratched the green chin where countless beards sprouted.

"Tsk, let's not talk about the issue of almost falling. After all, it is not the true body coming."

"But as the number of simulations increased, the various little actions of the Chaos Evil God, especially the attention Khorne paid to me, became more and more obvious, and it was almost to the point of salivating."

"Perhaps when a simulation reaches a real moment of crisis, it can rely on the Emperor's blessing and the blessing of Khorne to find another way to solve its urgent needs."

"But if you often walk by the river, why don't your shoes get wet? If you are really corrupted, it will be a lot of fun. It's better not to have such delusional thoughts and be alert and deal with it carefully."

Rorschach, whose brows furrowed and then relaxed, slowly fell into deep thought.

His other palm kept hitting the handle of the metal seat.

There were bursts of dull collision sounds.

Before long, Rorschach's attention returned to the simulator's reward options.

He passed over the first reward with just one glance.

The second reward was only marked with words that attracted Rorschach to read it carefully.

In the end, he chose the third reward, the enhanced surgery, without hesitation.

buzz buzz

The next moment, there was a sound of accelerated blood flow from inside Rorschach's eardrum.

Deep in the area between his strong abdomen and chest, there was suddenly a growing pain that came over repeatedly like a tidal wave.

However, the sting was still within Rorschach's tolerance.

So there was no expression change on his face.

After a few dozen seconds, the sting of growth completely disappeared.

Instead, the subtle sound of blood accelerating everywhere in the body constantly impacts the sensitive eardrums.

Rorschach slowly stood up from the metal seat.

He took a deep breath, turned around and walked towards the training ground.

Huhuhu

The sharp-edged Blood Scythe slashed through the air, making a sharp whistling sound.

The lights are bright and the training ground is empty.

Rorschach, who was already sweating on his body, danced back and forth with a huge scythe in his hands, and made offensive slashes and sweeps again and again.

He is experimenting with how much his combat ability has increased.

There are also attempts to tap into the special abilities of pebble kidneys.

But for now, it may only be in a toxin-filled battlefield environment.

Or it may be that the special functions of pebble kidneys can be fully stimulated only when encountering highly toxic and harmful substances.

Of course, the benefits of the third enhancement surgery are also obvious.

At least Rorschach's physical strength and endurance have increased a lot.

He had just tentatively performed Shadow Step three times.

Not only is it not completely out of power.

Moreover, the remaining physical strength can support him to continue dancing the Blood Scythe for a while.

Da da da

Just when Rorschach was holding the Blood Scythe in one hand, he was about to leave the training ground.

A hurried automatic robot walked quickly towards him.

"Huh? Raditus is looking for me?"

Rorschach saw at a glance the simple sign language that the automatic servo robot barely made with its mechanical tentacles.

He nodded slightly and threw the Blood Scythe into the mechanical tentacles of the automatic servo robot.

Then, the tall figure walked slowly towards the foundry workshop on the third underground floor.

At this moment, the roaring foundry shop is far busier than in the past.

An almost uncountable number of automatic servo robots were running back and forth in the metal passage all the time.

They can be said to be the cornerstone of the entire foundry.

Both efficiency and ability far exceed that of ordinary workers.

"Leditus, do you have a problem with me?"

At this moment, Rorschach swayed his tall figure into the chaotic territory of the technical priest.

He shouted as he stared at the servo skull suspended in mid-air.

Because the sound of casting nearby was too loud.

Rorschach also had to speak louder.

"Ah? Ah! Dear Primarch, you are here."

Raditus, who was driving the anti-gravity engine to beat back and forth, also subconsciously increased the volume of the generating device.

It quickly crossed the air, came to Rorschach's side, and shouted loudly:

"Master Primarch, now there is bad news and good news. Which one do you want to hear first?"

"Then let's hear the bad news first."

Rorschach, who frowned slightly, said to Raditus without hesitation.

"The bad news is that the displacement engine of the Valkyrie transport aircraft is really hopeless! Instead of spending a lot of time repairing it, it is better to completely replace it with a new one!"

Reditus, whose eyes were flashing with red light, was floating back and forth in mid-air.

It drove the anti-gravity engine and flew back and forth several times around Rorschach, saying loudly.

"Then think of a way, Technical Priest Reditus. Without flying vehicles, any of our actions will be difficult. Ordinary flying vehicles can be purchased at will, but they cannot meet our mission needs."

"However, since you came to me, it means you already have a plan for Reditus. What's the good news?"

Rorschach, who frowned slightly, shook his head first.

He raised his chin slightly, stared at Raditus' short mechanical pliers, and asked slowly.

"Haha, you are indeed the original master who knows me best."

The red light in Reditus's eyes seemed to be a little brighter.

It quickly stopped turning back and forth.

The anti-gravity engine was driven and stopped in front of Rorschach.

"The mechanical boy in the battle armor has fulfilled the design drawings of the second-generation Ark reactor according to your agreement with him."

"I have to say that his thoughts and ideas are indeed that of a genius scientist among humans."

"In short, based on my experience and analysis, the second-generation Ark Reactor can maintain stable output for a long time, and its endurance time has also been greatly increased. In this way, it is barely enough to become one of the power sources for flying vehicles. "

"Coupled with my in-depth understanding of displacement engine disassembly and learning, flying vehicles with dual power sources are no longer a luxury."

"In addition, I also found a detailed disassembly report about SHIELD's Quinjet fighter from the hard drive that you searched everywhere. Although it is not a complete design drawing, it is still a detailed disassembly report for a well-informed and likes person. It’s enough for a magic-modified technical priest.”

"So, Lord Primarch, the new model of Valkyrie transport aircraft is already waving its wings towards you."

"Dual power sources that can be switched at any time, high-load transportation capacity, and a streamlined shell that is more in line with modern aesthetics. Reduced weapon modules can be added at any time according to mission requirements. No increase in price for additional quantities! Don't hesitate!"