Warhammer: Start with a dog

Since the opening of the Great Rift, the galaxy has been torn apart. The territory of the human empire has been changing everywhere, even humans themselves. The empire has been divided into the holy territory and the dark side. The light of the star torch has lost its function. Subspace navigation In the short term that can be seen with the naked eye, it has become extremely close to seeking death. Countless worlds have been isolated and become de facto islands...

Some things have changed, and some people need to be found, but some members or parts of the Iron Blood, or rather, the Destiny Steel, seem to have become more active and... unrestricted.

For example, although Aharin is not here at this moment, an iron ring soldier can at least take over one of his job responsibilities, bringing today's milk-filled Reka sugar-free coffee from the officer's canteen to the owner here, and the control machine It is the master control machine soul of the Destiny Steel, or "Magna Mater", that does all this. Lamizane has nicknamed it "Magna" without authorization.

The melancholy giant looked at the direction where the black and white dog disappeared, picked up the coffee cup, and habitually thanked the other party. Although the machine soul would not answer, it could obviously receive it, so Lamizane believed that this was still necessary.

"Thanks, Magna, um pfft!"

【What's wrong? 】

The furry figure of the border collie opposite flickered and blurred in the blink of an eye, and then solidified in place again.

[This coffee... seems to taste like red wine. Ah, welcome back, Pepe, was everything going well this time? 】

【so so. But judging from the specific scenario, this jump may develop into a continuous short-distance jump. 】

[This is probably the second time I’ve encountered this type. How these transitions occur is elusive. 】

[Finding order (ORDER) from chaos (CHAOS) is originally a desperate act to find clues from hundreds of billions of threads that lead to nowhere. What's more, being able to come back here every time is already the lucky one - this shows that at least Poincaré's theory can be implemented here at the level of my... multiple returns, and it can be applied to where we are. of the Milky Way. 】

【oh? I seem to have heard the name Poincaré before. How can I say this specifically? 】

Perturabo shook his hair from the beginning, and some of the transparent liquid on the white mane was thrown away and turned into small water droplets.

[A slightly more rigorous and expanded description is, first of all, we assume that the measurement space of this galaxy is regarded as an actual three-dimensional Euclidean space, and the measurement is regarded as the volume of the three-dimensional Euclidean space; therefore, Poincaré's regression What it means is that for a three-dimensional Euclidean space point set Ω with a finite volume, g is a smooth test-preserving bijection to itself. If any subset U with a volume of Ω greater than zero is selected, then most of the points in U will pass through a finite After g-mapping times, they will all return to U. The volume of the set of points that cannot return to U after any g-mapping is zero; similarly, the vast majority of points in U will return to U under the action of g-mapping. Return to U infinite times, and the volume of the set composed of points that cannot return to U infinite times is zero. So……】

[...Abba, Abba, Abba, Abba...] Lamizane's eyes began to look dull as he held the coffee.

[Oh, anyway, you just need to keep it in your mind: As long as I meet the initial conditions every time I jump, then I can return to a certain initial anchor point. 】

[Okay, I totally get it! ] The body of the Fourth Primarch was like the earth after a hibernation, and it began to regain its vitality. Then he asked more questions with some worry.

[What do we know about your departure conditions now? If this is the case, in fact, any tiny parameters starting from the first jump cannot be added or subtracted at will, because we have no idea what works! Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh, I suddenly understand the feeling of Bela Kahn or those mechanical cultists from Mars who have been praying to the machine for ten thousand years without changing a word of the maintenance manual! 】

[Then we are still slightly better than them. At least I can be sure that I will come back to have dinner or take a bath with you. This kind of 'normal range' change currently does not seem to have any impact on the result of the jump.] Pei Turabo frowned his long black and white eyebrows, [And first of all, I am not a machine or a machine spirit, I am Perturabo, secondly, because I am Perturabo, and lastly, I am Petura Bo. 】

【...You are indeed a fool, Pepe. 】

[In addition,] the border collie stared thoughtfully at the newly brought coffee, which was all green cups and coffee spoons, as well as the exquisitely carved decorations on the top of the spoons, [Also, if you have any questions about this new coffee Question, maybe you could send an inquiry message to the officers' mess. 】

【Well? But, I remember, you didn’t tell me at the beginning that you only need to enter the approximate recipes and ingredient requirements into the terminal receiver of the officers’ canteen, and it will automatically generate a variety of menus. Eating our canteen will be better than other foods. It’s safer and more suitable, so don’t worry about the rest? 】

[That’s true, but recently, um. ] The dog's eyes began to glance around, and its pink tongue kept licking the tip of its nose, [Recently, due to the put into use of our 'master control machine soul', the...'chef robot' in the officer's canteen has also been upgraded! That's it! 】

Lamizane's mind couldn't help but think of the outline of a huge tin can-shaped object wearing a chef's hat that he had seen in the kitchen windows of Chinese restaurants in certain places.

[Okay, I will when I'm free. And, tell me, did you get any clues about our MIA personnel during this jump? 】

The original body Bian Mu shook his head, and the small silver skull pendant swayed under his neck.

[Although some of the information I can collect from previous related jumps is not bad, many of our MIA personnel must have survived, especially a few... guys. I have no doubt about their abilities. . 】The dog paused meaningfully, and Lamizane also showed a look of understanding and helplessness.

[But obviously the pursuit of their specific landing points still needs to be pieced together along the trajectory of the spread of rumors... The most troublesome thing is that in addition to the different landing points of everyone's scattered space, there may be people who have encountered differences in time this time. , which greatly increases the resources required for computing... and the place where I appeared this time - this seems to be a non-highly technological planet with deserts and oases, city-states and markets, but thank God, I can still notice them At least they have PDF (Planetary Defense Force), and these soldiers equip themselves with Imperial standard laser weapons. 】

[This doesn’t mean anything, but at least there are people here maintaining order. It’s not that easy to obtain information in this kind of world, unless it’s in the right place. 】

[Indeed, okay, what do you gain from this? 】

【Let’s take a look at this...】

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In addition, in order to patch the weird physical universe of GW, the author racked his brains to make it look very reasonable! Student friends, please don't take it seriously. If there is really a physics master among book friends... please be so noble and don't point it out. Uh-huh. Uh-huh, everyone just needs to know that the skin man can always return to his own time here, because it can be regarded as infinite. I have been away before, so there is no problem with the separation effect!