American Comics: My Warhammer Simulator

After waking up, Rorschach sniffed the familiar smell of disinfectant. Google search reading

A few fingers groped for the button of the multifunctional bed.

Accompanied by the subtle sound of mechanical rotation.

His upper body was slowly supported by the bed.

Rorschach looked down at the purple and blue bruises on his body that were still fading.

A helpless sigh came out of his mouth.

Then, not wanting to just sit there in a daze, he opened the simulator page.

Since the injury needs to be recuperated, he has to find something to do.

Rorschach plans to try a new simulation.

After he silently prayed to the Emperor in his heart.

After setting the time ratio, he started the simulator.

[Simulation starting——]

[Current identity: mortal]

[Please choose your identity first]

[If you refuse, you will be here immediately]

[Identity selection has been refused]

[Simulation starting——]

[You have descended into the Warhammer universe]

[Time: Unknown]

[Location: Milky Way·Hazy Star Region·Fenris]

[You have descended onto the surface of the planet...]

[Thin clothes cannot provide you with any protection. ]

[The biting cold wind penetrates every inch of your skin and penetrates deep into every bone of yours. ]

[You inhale a large breath of cold air to stay awake. ]

[You step on the deep snow and try to find a place to keep warm. ]

[However, all you see is a piece of white snow and short, thick bare trees. ]

[Your hands and feet gradually feel numb, followed by a tingling pain like a needle. ]

[You have to jog to try to increase the speed of blood circulation. ]

[You rush into a sparse woodland. ]

[You suddenly realize that the crisis you are facing is far more than just the cold weather that is everywhere. ]

[Right in front of you, three thick-haired Fenris wolf cubs shake the gray mane on their necks and slowly stand up, baring their yellow fangs at you. ]

[You take a deep breath of cold air again. ]

[You bend down slightly and try to retreat backwards. ]

[However, your behavior seems to send a signal to the Fenris wolf cubs to eat. ]

[Twelve sharp wolf claws crush the snow on the ground and pounce on you. ]

[You quickly roll backwards and pull out a dry branch as thick as an arm from the nearby snow. ]

[You retreat is not cowardly, but a search for a weapon. ]

[You swing the dry branch vigorously. ]

[The slightly bent branch is like a dancing chainsaw sword, hitting the open bloody mouth of a Fenris wolf cub heavily. ]

[Accompanied by the crisp sound of broken fangs and the wailing of the Fenris wolf cub. ]

[You dodged sideways with all your strength and successfully avoided the attack of another Fenris wolf cub. ]

[You waved the dry branch in your hand again. ]

[This time, the dry branch fell heavily on the lumbar spine of the third Fenris wolf cub, making a dull thud. ]

[A violent recoil force caused the dry branch to break suddenly. ]

[You clenched the remaining dry branches in your hand and let out a roar from deep in your throat. ]

[You jumped up and rushed forward. ]

[A strong arm suddenly grabbed the neck of the Fenris wolf cub, whose lower body was paralyzed, and his whole body pressed on the other side. ]

[You raised the half dry branch in your other hand and stabbed it deep into the eye socket of the Fenris wolf cub. ]

[You opened your bloodshot eyes and stared at the other two Fenris wolf cubs fiercely. ]

[With the dying struggle and tragic wailing of the prey under you, the Fenris wolf cubs with bared teeth seemed to understand your threat. ]

[They turned their heads and ran out of the forest. ]

[The Fenris wolf cub under you lost its life, and you slowly loosened your palm that was tightly holding the dry branch. ]

[You couldn't help but lie on the still warm body of the prey, and gasped violently. ]

[You pulled out the dry branch stuck in the eye socket of the Fenris wolf. ]

[The streams of hot blood made you swallow a mouthful of saliva subconsciously. ]

[You hesitated for a moment, but still chose to lie on the eye socket of the prey and sucked it. ]

[A large amount of hot and smelly blood rushed into your stomach, temporarily driving away the coldness surrounding you. ]

[You gradually recovered some of your condition. ]

[You get up and look for gravel in the forest, trying to split the wolf meat and get the fur. ]

[You barely get a torn wolf skin. ]

[Wearing the torn wolf skin, you bite the unpalatable wolf meat and try to get fire by drilling wood. ]

[Perhaps the operation method is wrong, or the bark of the fire is too wet. ]

[Your efforts ultimately fail. ]

[The sky gradually darkens, the temperature in the forest drops again, and palm-sized crystal snowflakes continue to fall. ]

[Gritting your teeth, you drag the cold and stiff wolf corpse to a sheltered place. ]

[You barely dig a half-meter deep snow pit from the snow. ]

[You curl up in the snow pit, shivering, and cover the cold wolf corpse with your body. ]

[Your body temperature drops rapidly. ]

[But you seem to feel an uncontrollable heat filling your body. 】

【Your consciousness gradually becomes blurred. 】

[You seem to hear a long wolf howl as you approach death...]

[You slowly open your eyes.]

[You did not die quietly in the cold winter night.]

[You find that you are covered with a complete cave bear skin.]

[Two meters away, a huge fire is burning, melting the surrounding snow and bringing you endless heat.]

[A skinned and gutted Fenris elk is placed above the fire, and the flames keep licking it, making a sound of fat bursting.]

[You swallow subconsciously.]

[You just want to get up and check.]

["You must not be a Fenrisian... Even if the people here die of hunger and cold, they will not eat Fenris wolves..." An old and deep voice suddenly came from behind the fire.]

[You narrowed your eyes slightly, and your sight passed the dancing flames.]

[It was a huge figure wearing a wolf skull. ]

[The black power armor that constantly reflects the firelight is inlaid with gorgeous dark golden lines. ]

[He sat casually on a tree stump, and a power scepter like an eagle's wings was inserted diagonally into the snow in front of him. ]

["The Emperor's currency, loyal messenger, foreigner Rorschach... Thank you for saving my life." You slowly stood up and performed the military salute of the Astra Militarum to the strange Astartes. ]

[At this moment, the Astartes opposite suddenly let out a low laugh. ]

[You gradually felt creepy because of the other party's laughter. ]

["Space Wolf, Wolf Priest Ulric... Welcome to Asaheim, foreigner." ]

[The vigorous and powerful voice of the Astartes named Ulric penetrated the leaping flames and reached your ears. ]