Travel to Warhammer 40K with Gray Wind

"First, all the bones in the body must be removed and replaced with a tailor-made fine gold skeleton."

"The adamantine skeleton is strong and heavy, and needs to be implanted with reinforced fibers, tendon coils, and electronic muscle bundles to drive it."

"Extra synaptic nerves enable the brain to control the body delicately."

“Replacing red blood cells and the human immune system with controlled microscopic nanorobots, conferring powerful adaptation and recovery capabilities.”

"Remove the heart and replace it with a more powerful singularity reactor to power all the artificial organs in the body..."

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“Finally, there is the quantum neural connection that unifies and manages all implants.”

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Unlike the oil guy who is keen on accumulating all kinds of weird equipment and prosthetics on his body, Gray Wind's "integrated prosthetic transformation" of Listia is only a replacement and enhancement of the original body organs, and there is no Any additional extension modifications.

If we say that the Mechanicus' renovation style is to tinker with a small building and continue to add additional buildings, it will finally build a strange and towering building.

So the integrated prosthetic transformation in the first stage of prosthetic ascension is just a simple and solid foundation.

It is far from perfect and cannot handle all circumstances. But it is powerful enough, stable enough, and scalable enough. Any subsequent changes on this basis or the installation of more prosthetics to obtain some additional abilities will only depend on work needs and personal preferences.

On the basis of a stable enough game body, players are free to play any mod they want.

The process of transforming Listia was not bloody, and the scientific research director could even bring several senior truth cultivators to observe the operation. Because at the beginning of the operation, all the blood in her body was replaced by nanorobots. After cutting the blood vessels, what flowed out was the flow of micromachines disguised as red liquid.

The entire operation took about 6 tera months, and there was no post-operative recovery period. It only required time to adjust and adapt to the powerful biological computing power brought by quantum neural connections and the thinking and reaction speed that reached physiological limits.

From the perspective of the prosthetic transformer who has just completed the first stage of ascension, everyone else's words and actions seem to be being slowed down.

During these six months, Russell has been paying attention to the news about the missing Fire of Penitence Chapter. After the Inquisition's unremitting pursuit and various help provided by the Adeptus Mechanicus, they finally came up with a basic plan for Russell. What a nonsense conclusion:

Milak's departure had a strong purpose, and they seemed to be following a certain target.

It made Russell want to give them a sentence. You have been conducting such a large-scale investigation for half a year, and you just found this thing?

While he was feeling depressed, the door to the room was suddenly pushed open, and Hui Feng, wearing a women's navy uniform, ran in happily.

Although he was sitting on a single sofa, Gray Feng didn't mind squeezing with the Marshal and sat down on Russell's lap.

"Why are you so happy?" Russell adjusted the position of his legs so that Gray Wind could sit more comfortably, and asked, "Have you met the state priest who promotes the theory that the Star Destroyer is the Emperor again?"

"We met! But that's not what I'm talking about." Gray Wind shook his head, put an index finger on his lips, and said as if thinking about something: "The inquisitor nicknamed the Blood Lion is investigating When they reached the trace of Mirak's departure, they discovered an unmanned galaxy in the northeast of the Falla coordinate system. There seemed to be a chase battle in the galaxy, and there were a considerable number of shipwrecks floating in the deep space."

"There is a destroyed destroyer among the wreckage - that is the ship that Miraak sailed away from before he disappeared."

The ship was destroyed?

And after 6 months, if nothing unexpected happens, Milak and the 38 Fire of Repentance veterans he took away will probably be in bad shape. Russell couldn't help but be a little surprised, and at the same time he could basically confirm one thing: those who fought against the Fire of Repentance in that galaxy were probably really fallen angels.

"The reason why it took almost half a year to find those debris is because the binary star system in that galaxy was artificially detonated decades ago. The destructive flare caused by the star explosion has not faded away, and the interior of the galaxy and its surroundings have been destroyed until now. It was also filled with a large amount of radioactive dust and harmful rays, obscuring the chase battle - yes, it was the galaxy that I detonated in the first place."

Gray Wind still remembers that he was ordered by the Marshal to catalyze the star to cause an explosion in order to annihilate the Hive Fleet of Koroniai, but now he regrets it. It should have allowed the fusion of the star to brew longer and accumulate more energy. In that case No matter how hard the Hive Fleet tries, it can't protect the Queen from surviving... Well, this is an angry statement.

Gray Feng was surprised that he would have such irrational thoughts, while Russell was very confused.

"Mirak chased a fallen angel, how did he end up chasing him?" He didn't quite understand. Even if the Dark Angel's sub-group was stunned to catch the fallen angel and the demon, the fallen angel at least had some sense and would not rush in in a hurry. It's appropriate to be in the Jedi where the destruction flare has just faded a little.

"Fallen Angel? What is that?" Gray Wind had never heard him talk about this before and was very curious: "And why are you so concerned about Milak's disappearance?"

They are obviously just a group of genetically modified human warriors. Listia, who has just completed the first stage of prosthetic ascension, is better than them in physical hardware quality, but lacks training and combat experience. It considered Russell's interest in the matter to be somewhat perverse.

"The people from the Tribunal should be investigating there, um... before waiting for their results, let me tell you a story for the first time in a long time, about the Dark Angel." Russell said softly.

"Yeah, tell me." Gray Feng was very happy after not hearing the Marshal tell a story for a long time.

Russell smiled when he saw this. He put his right hand on Gray Feng's shoulder, which was unexpectedly warm and soft: "I don't care about Milak and his good brothers. Dozens of Astartes are not qualified to let him." I diverted my energy from other more important projects, and what really interested me was the Dark Angels Legion and the Fallen Angels."

"The Repenting Fire Chapter is a sub-group of the former Dark Angel Legion."

"As I told you before, the Emperor of Mankind created 20 Legions of Astartes. During the Horus Heresy, except for the 2nd and 11th Legions that disappeared, half of the remaining 18 Legions chose Standing on the opposite side of the empire, either following Warmaster Horus, or having other agendas of their own.

But in fact... the Dark Angel Legion, which is apparently a loyalist faction, has actually launched an organized legion rebellion. "

"When Lion Lion led half of the Dark Angels back to their home planet, Caliban, the other half of the Dark Angels who stayed behind clashed with them. During this battle, the Lion King disappeared and Caliban Completely destroyed, countless Dark Angel warriors were drawn into the vortex of time and space, and were randomly thrown to various points in time in the future."

"The Dark Angels regard this rebellion launched by half of the army as the Legion's greatest shame and most important secret, and call the traitor side in the civil war the 'Fallen Angels'."

"In the subsequent tens of thousands of years, although the Dark Angels Legion was split up, each sub-group of the Dark Angels maintained de facto contact with the parent group through a secret system called the "Inner Circle". They Calling himself the 'Unforgiven', his most important mission over the past ten thousand years has been to hunt down the fallen angels who were drawn into the vortex of time and space and randomly appeared in various times and places, to ensure that the secrets of the Legion's rebellion were not known to outsiders, and to protect the name of the Dark Angels. Defiled."

Gray Wind said "Oh~" and showed an expression of "I understand": "No wonder Miraak only left with the veterans of the original battle group, and he left without saying hello to anyone."

It turned out that he was afraid that the legion’s scandal would be exposed.

It is obvious that the fallen angels were not randomly thrown into the galaxy by the time and space vortex, otherwise they would most likely die suddenly on the spot.

"Then why did the fallen angels escape into the destruction flare?" After figuring out the situation, Gray Wind had the same doubts as Russell: "In the report sent back by the Blood Lion, only one of the large shipwrecks was destroyed by Miraak The others that sailed out were undocumented black ships that were not registered with the empire.”

The Fallen Angel's ship was several times larger than Miraak's, which could almost rule out the possibility that they were being chased and fled into the Flare Galaxy.

"If you ask me, I don't know either." Russell felt helpless.

He dropped his unplaced hand on Hui Feng's leg and touched it. Then he felt something didn't feel right, so he put a little more force and squeezed it again, but it still didn't feel right.

So I asked, "What's on your mind? Today's simulated thigh feels much harder than a normal human woman's. I thought it was the Battle Sister's gluteus maximus. Isn't that too absent-minded?"

In Russell's impression, Gray Wind's human mimicry was rarely distorted unless it was particularly emotionally excited or its attention was diverted by some task that required a massive amount of computing power.

"No, no..." Gray Feng puffed up his chest to show that he was completely fine, and his legs wrapped in uniform trousers became soft again, no different from human fat:

"Try touching it again. It's definitely very soft now."

He's also arrogant. He was like this on the incubating planet before... No, it seemed to be another way back then.

After thinking about it, Russell didn't want to think about it anymore. He believed that even if the collective consciousness of micro-mechanics like Gray Wind really wanted to hide something, it was unlikely that he would be able to guess it, so he simply chose to give up.

After driving Hui Feng off the sofa who was sitting on him and refusing to get off, Russell stood up, smoothed the wrinkles on his collar, and walked out of the room quickly.

As soon as the door opened, he saw a pair of beautiful eyes that were as bright as diamonds in the sun. They were eyes implanted with vision-enhancing lenses.

Listia, who had just completed the transformation of her integrated prosthetic body, stood at the door. The two of them looked at each other, looking at each other.

"When did you come?" Russell asked.

"Well, when you said 'I don't know either'..." Listia immediately lowered her head and said.

Well, at least he figured out the reason for Gray Feng's sudden absent-mindedness to the point of distorted mimicry. Russell put one hand on his forehead and swept his eyes over, taking a measured and measured look at Listia standing in front of him.

The original Listia was short and slender, always stooped, and she looked like a wretched old man. After body modification and the implantation of a full set of prosthetics, she did not become a cyberpunk. The painting style of Ji Niang is just that her figure is plumper and taller than before, and her complexion also looks healthy and energetic.

But Russell knew that with the tendon coils and electronic muscle bundles fortified she could crush the skull of a Space Marine directly.

"You have adapted to your new body much faster than I expected. You can already move around freely." Russell looked at it and nodded with satisfaction: "Tell me, what do you want from me?"

Listia immediately answered as if she had been waiting for a long time: "It's like this. After me, more than a dozen colleagues have completed the integrated prosthetic transformation. They are in the adaptation period and should be able to get through it soon. So. I want to know in advance, what is the task you originally planned to give us?"

"Didn't the director of scientific research tell you? ...That's right, he doesn't like you very much." Russell just remembered this. To be precise, the entire Order of Truth didn't like her very much. Listia's popularity was terrible.

After sorting out his scattered thoughts, Russell said: "I once successfully requested a very delicate authority from the Osbanese Sector Government - the right to recruit soldiers."

"I can legally recruit soldiers from any planet in the Far Eastern Frontier region, with the number being 1 per planet per year. Of course, the number is not important, this is a pass. With this authority, you can In my name, I can freely enter and exit various galaxies and hives, investigating some secrets that even the Inquisitors find difficult to access."

Russell smiled and pointed his right hand at Listia's left breast, where the singularity reactor was dormant: "You should have understood what kind of power you have. I believe you can do it."

Listia nodded: "As you wish, leader."

Then, she asked: "Then our mission is to go to various major galaxies, disperse into various hives or planets with long history in the name of recruiting troops, go deep into the hive, and collect and investigate various useful information for you?"

After completing the first stage of ascension, she still sounded a little scared.

The lower levels of the hive have always been a gathering place for monsters and monsters. It contains everything: cultists, psykers, criminals, gene stealers, and even remnants of the dark age of technology. It's not surprising to occasionally encounter a living iron man. …

Most people simply dare not set foot in the lower lair area where filth and evil are hidden. Even truth monks who have gained extraordinary power through the ascension of prosthetics will not have a good survival rate in such a place.

If half of the ten survive, it will be considered a blessing from the star bomber.

"Don't worry, scientists need to bring assistants when they go on inspections."

Russell comforted: "Every truth monk is a staunch follower of my philosophy, and each of your lives is as important to me as a treasure. Naturally, I will not let you take risks alone."

"At that time, there will be a strong enough force to accompany you to ensure that the truth monks can carry out their work safely even in the most dangerous lower levels of the hive."

Listening to the leader's gentle instructions, Listia felt a little guilty.