Chapter 496:

The Captain's Room of the Wuzhu Squadron's Suzheng Ship.

Fu Qinghai sat in a chair and pondered.

After the "Fake No. 56" incident.

It seems everything is calm again.

However, after experiencing the "space wreck" incident, Fu Qinghai knew very well that the pink demon was just an appetizer to test, and Jianqi's schemes were always one link after another - whether they succeeded or not is another matter, just tell me whether they are complicated or not!

This is the calm before the storm.

Never take it lightly.

Some people say that the Tzeentch Army is not good at frontal combat, which makes sense, but this is only relative - compared to the other three evil god armies, especially the Khorne Army, the Tzeentch Army is not so good at frontal combat and is not very keen on it. To use the words of Tzeentch believers, the Tzeentch Army is not bad at it but disdains it - not playing tricks is equivalent to having no brains, and only idiots like to fight frontal combat.

If we really have to fight a head-on battle.

The Tzeentchians will tell you.

What is "magical power"?

The Pink Horror told Fu Qinghai that a Shadow Warband composed of Alpha Warriors ambushed No. 56. Fu Qinghai didn't know whether it was true or not - the truth would be verified soon. A Chaos Warband was a small matter. Even if the Chaos Lord was "Raven Blight", Fu Qinghai didn't take it to heart. What Fu Qinghai was really worried about was whether Tzeentch would send his chosen one, which was a bit beyond the scope.

Former First Captain of the Thousand Sons Legion.

The most powerful person among the four chosen gods.

Azak Ahriman, the Chosen of Tzeentch.

Fu Qinghai is afraid of this person.

To be a bit conceited, among the four chosen gods, the only two that Fu Qinghai fears are Ahriman, the chosen god of Tzeentch, and Typhus, the chosen god of Nurgle. As for Karn, the chosen god of Khorne, and Lucius, the chosen god of Slaanesh, Fu Qinghai doesn't take them seriously at all.

If Ahriman is simply powerful, then Typhus is extremely disgusting. Fighting against him will cause too much collateral damage - your weapons will be contaminated, your warships will be contaminated, your planet will be contaminated... The Chosen of Nurgle may not be so deadly, but he is really disgusting.

In his previous life, Fu Qinghai had read a lot of original novels, which described how Professor A played with the Necrons and then played with the Eldar - yes, it was "played with". As powerful as the Necrons' Time Technician and the Eldar's Phoenix Lord, they were all little brothers in front of Professor A's magic power. His record completely crushed the other three chosen ones.

The more I think about it, the more guilty I feel.

I feel like I am no match for him.

"Tsk...what should I do?"

Fu Qinghai pinched his chin.

But we must also consider that the Azak Ahriman in those novels is the Ahriman of the future 41K era, not the Ahriman of the current 31K era - there is a difference of a full 10,000 years between them! The current Ahriman, I don't know what he is doing, maybe he was just driven out of the Sorcerer's Star by Magnus because he messed up the red letter spell, and is wandering around.

For every spellcaster, knowledge is power. Perhaps it is because Kahn, Lucius and Typhons have been standing still for 10,000 years, while Professor A has been constantly learning magic knowledge to enrich himself, so that he can become the strongest among the four gods - inspiring his family.

In fact, the solution to break the deadlock is very simple.

Fu Qinghai thought to himself.

In the world of reincarnation, this is the key to breaking the impasse.

Any other native native of the Warhammer 40K universe might not be able to defeat Tzeentch, or even one of his Daemons. For example, a later Daemon of Tzeentch, Malfrax the Lord of Change, did not kill him directly, but only used a little trick to cause the Blood Angels to fall into civil war and suffer heavy losses (the "Akion Rebellion" incident). Even Khorne might not be able to achieve such a record.

But Fu Qinghai is a reincarnation.

He has many things in his hands that Tzeentch has never seen before, such as the "wormhole generating device", "proton guns and proton packs", "Word Bearers Paladins and Naaru fragments"... but it is not enough, far from enough. If he wants to give Tzeentch a little shock to the reincarnation world, he needs to think of more ways.

In the empty captain's room.

Fu Qinghai narrowed his eyes slightly.

…

Phaeton forging world, deep underground.

Three huge bright yellow circular portals were flickering. These were three wormhole generating devices, leading to three different planets respectively, and they were activated at the same time.

"Each wormhole can only last for fifteen minutes."

Master Buck reminded everyone to pay attention to the time.

"Tristan, the hive world has the largest population and the most complicated situation. You will be in charge of the hive world."

Fu Qinghai gave the order.

"Yes, Khan."

The Hermit was fully aware of the heavy responsibility he had, he took a deep breath, tightly grasped the Scepter of Truth in his hand, led three companies and two anti-subspace tactical teams into the wormhole, and all the Space Marines disappeared in the aperture.

"Karamanda, Satfaran, you two are in charge of the chapter's home planet. Keep an eye on our home."

Fu Qinghai then gave the order.

"Yes, Khan."

The Night Bat Warriors and the Raven Guard Warriors looked at each other, led three companies and two anti-subspace tactical teams, stepped into the wormhole one after another, and soon disappeared.

"Camille, Joestar, the agricultural world has the smallest population, but it is related to the food supply of the entire star region. It cannot be taken lightly. You two will be responsible for the agricultural world."

Fu Qinghai gave his final instructions.

"Understood, Khan."

Camille and Joestar are also old partners with rich combat experience. The problem is that neither of them is a psychic, and they lack the means to deal with various psychic visions and chaos demons, so they are assigned to defend the agricultural world.

Fu Qinghai personally took charge of Forging the World.

At the same time, it is responsible for dispatching support to other worlds.

The Anti-Subspace Tactical Company consists of 100 people, and a tactical squad consists of 10 people. If they are split up, there are only 25 people per planet on average. This amount of troops to guard the entire planet may sound a bit inadequate, but it should be noted that Subspace demons and Subspace creatures are only interested in human souls. No demons will visit uninhabited wilderness areas. Therefore, the Anti-Subspace Tactical Squad needs to pay special attention to densely populated areas. From this perspective, Hermit Elder Tristan has the heaviest responsibility because the Hive World has the largest population.

The subspace is a collection of thoughts, emotions and concepts of all intelligent creatures in the universe. Where there are people, there are demons. Theoretically, if all intelligent creatures in the universe die, the subspace will be silent, and the four gods will disappear.

......

The mother planet of the regiment, the conscription world, Kuitun.

The Arctic region of the Death World.

The tents that were once scattered around had disappeared, and turned into a steel fortress made of chalk and plastic steel. The interior of the fortress was strictly and neatly divided into residential areas, training areas, trading areas, and arenas, as well as schools for different age groups.

At this time, in the alley of the residential area.

A black-haired boy was walking alone.

The snow was falling heavily, covering the streets and roofs around. The polar wind was biting, but the boy seemed to be unaware of it, wearing only a fur vest. His arms were exposed, his skin was rough, his shoulders were broad, and he was only twelve or thirteen years old. Without rigorous training, his arms already had faint muscle lines. This was the Kuitun people, the recruits personally selected by the Iron Pagoda Corps.

The boy looked around in a daze.

He didn't know when it started, but he often suffered from hallucinations and nightmares. He didn't dare tell his teachers or his parents, but just endured it all in silence.

However, some time ago, after the giant angels who ruled Kuitun declared Kuitun under martial law, his hallucinations became more serious. Even when it was not night, he could see some strange and distorted illusions from time to time when walking on the road. These illusions were still talking to him, calling his name, but as long as the boy looked closely, it seemed that they did not exist.

Today, he heard the whispers again.

Lingering around his ears and caressing his neck.

It made his hair stand on end and his whole body tremble.

At this time, on the roof of the low building next to it.

Two Space Marines wearing special power armor squatted on the edge of the eaves and looked down at the boy in the alley.

"Is it him?"

"That's him."

Conversation on the communication channel.

The Space Marine on the left blinked, switched the eyepiece detection mode, and the umbra lens on the helmet quietly started. In his field of vision, the streets and alleys in the wind and snow suddenly became gray and blurred, turning into a figure outlined by simple lines. And among these lines, an ugly humanoid creature with a twisted and glowing red color was sneaking up to the boy.

"Astral Ghost."

The Space Marine said.

This humanoid creature was very magical. Its body seemed to be ethereal and it completely ignored the walls and fences and walked straight through the building. It walked in a strange posture, twisting its body from side to side, and crouched by the wall to secretly spy on the boy.

"And look over there."

Another Space Marine also activated the Umbra Scope and pointed in another direction. There, a canine creature was sniffing in this direction. The front half of the body of this strange creature was a hound and the back half was a mosaic. It jumped from one place to another, and its figure would disappear for a short time. It could also easily pass through wall obstacles.

"Astral Hound."

The Space Marine said in a deep voice:

"Be careful, these things usually come in packs."

The boy didn't know what "psychic awakening" meant, and he didn't even realize that he had awakened his psychic powers. The psychic candlelight, without any defensive training or protection, had begun to attract evil creatures from the warp - the warp demons hadn't arrived yet, but the warp creatures had arrived first.

"No psychic poison bees, fortunately."

Another Space Marine said.

Psychic poison bees, also known as "soul-eating bees", are widely distributed and of many species. They were later divided into the Mara species, the Luktos species, and the Prospero species by imperial scholars. They are second only to the enslavers in terms of difficulty. The Khan specifically instructed them to report immediately when they saw psychic poison bees, because this subspace creature has a stronger reproductive capacity and spreads faster than other subspace creatures. Psychic poison bees will lay eggs in the thinking consciousness of intelligent creatures, and the hatched larvae will feed on the brain. The brain of a psychic can hatch a nest of soul-eating bees.

Prospero was once full of psychic poison bees. After Magnus came, a group of them were eliminated. The two "Prospero Burnings" caused this creature to spread again. The Terminator Primarch Guards led by Qin Xia were almost wiped out by psychic poison bees. Kayan's sister had half of her brain eaten away by psychic poison bees. The little girl was later transformed into the Thinker system of Kayan's ship and became a veritable "ship girl".

"Hiss…ha…"

The boy heard the salivating sound.

He turned his head and looked around in horror.

Then, the "illusion" appeared again. A twisted human body emitting red light slowly emerged from the wall. The ugly triangular eyes stared at him and whispered in a low voice.

Then, with a dog barking, three large translucent wolfhounds appeared in front of him, baring their teeth at him, with transparent saliva dripping from the corners of their mouths, turning into fragments and disappearing.

The boy felt extremely malicious.

He was frightened and panicked.

But he did not choose to run away, nor did he choose to sit and wait for death. Instead, he bent down, grabbed a handful of snow, squeezed it into a hard snowball in his palm, and then threw it hard at the Star Hound.

The snowball passed through the hound and fell to the ground. The boy's palms were red and his teeth were chattering, but he still forced himself to stand straight, shaking his fist at the "illusions" in front of him and shouting:

"Come on, come on, I'm not afraid of you!"

"Roar—"

Three Star Hounds growled and pounced.

A soul seemed to be about to be torn apart.

"boom!"

A huge figure descended from the sky, and the iron shoes splashed snow all over the sky. The boy felt a black and gold wall blocking him, and then he saw a rose-red energy beam suddenly light up in the cold air, and the dazzling light connected to the transparent wolfhound. The vicious dog instantly collapsed, rolled in pain, and its body turned into fragments and dissipated, whimpering. Seeing this, the other two wolfhounds turned their heads and tried to escape, but before they could teleport far, they were also chased by the winding and twisted rose-red energy and bitten tightly.

"Sizzle…Ahhhh!"

It's like frying butter on a hot plate.

Another Space Marine was standing behind him, holding a strangely shaped metal gun in his hand, and the Star Ghost was gradually melting under the attack of the proton gun.

"Done."

The Space Marine said.

The boy suddenly felt himself rising into the air.

He was grabbed by the scruff of the neck and dragged up.

The Space Marine held the gun in one hand and lifted him with the other, and the two armored giants walked shoulder to shoulder into the depths of the fortress.

"Where are you taking me?"

the boy asked in horror.

Didn't try to struggle.

"I'm going to take you to Kuitun No. 1."

A Space Marine said as he walked.

"Satellite? Why do we need to go to a satellite?"

The boy still has a lot of questions in his head.

"Congratulations, you passed the test, little brat."

Another Space Marine said calmly.

There was no intention of putting him down.

"Test...what test?"

The boy still didn't understand.

"You don't know this?"

The Space Marine stopped and looked at him in surprise.

"Receive training, accept transformation, and then you will become an Astartes like us. It's that simple. As a Kuytun, don't you know this process?"

And as a candidate for the Chapter's Think Tank.

Another Space Marine added silently in his mind.

"Ah, you mean this test!"

The boy suddenly realized what was going on and then looked ecstatic.

Seeing his expression, the two Space Marines looked at each other and continued walking forward without saying anything.

"May I know who you are?"

the boy asked cautiously.

"Exorcist Squad, Sergeant Carter."

"Corporal Yuan Qin from the Exorcist Brigade."

The two Space Marines gave their names one by one.

"By the way, my two sirs, let me tell you..."

Halfway through the walk, the boy started to hesitate again:

"What will happen to me if I fail the selection?"

"You will die."

The Space Marine stared straight ahead and said calmly.

"Don't worry, I will inform your parents before I die."

Another Space Marine added considerately.

......

The Captain's room on the ship.

Qiao Shida sat in front of Fu Qinghai.

"We can't just sit there and wait for death, Khan! No matter who the enemy is, we must take the initiative to attack, find him and kill him! Who knows how long this damned warp storm will last? Are we just going to be passive all the time?"

The first company commander waved his hands excitedly.

"Yes, you're right, Old Joe."

Fu Qinghai put down his pen and agreed:

"I agree with you."

"So why aren't we taking action yet?"

The Moon Wolf Warrior asked, opening his arms.

He knew very well that since the Chapter Master said so, he must have a plan. He just needed to execute it, just like in the past, when he would attack wherever the Khan pointed.

"Be patient and wait a little longer, Old Joe."

Fu Qinghai raised his palm and pressed down.

"Until when?"

Qiao Shida asked unhappily.

"Wait until this reincarnation gap is over."

Fu Qinghai said lightly.

"The reincarnation...gap...end?"

Qiao Shida repeated these words.

"Yes, haven't you always wanted to know the truth about the reincarnation world? I promise you, I will let you know this time."

Fu Qinghai looked at him and said.

"Okay... I understand, Khan."

Qiao Shida nodded, then stood up and left.

After Qiao Shida left, Fu Qinghai turned his gaze back to the display screen in front of the desk, on which was written a line of small words - "Feasibility Analysis Report on Establishing a 'Witch Brigade'".

The rapid increase in the number of psykers is generally more disadvantageous than beneficial, but it is not completely unprofitable. At least it can be used to select new recruits to form the Chapter Think Tank.

Make the most of a bad thing.

However, the formation of a think tank force is not something that can be done overnight. We must plan for the long term. The more serious problem is now in front of us: the proton gun, the umbra mirror and the subspace barrier only give the Space Marines the ability to compete with these demons and monsters, unlike in the past when they could only passively take a beating, but it does not mean that they can kill them. At present, they are just some low-level ghosts. What should we do if Chaos demons appear in

the future? The evil-repelling brigade of the Iron Pagoda Chapter can only be compared with the Exorcist Chapter at most, and cannot be compared with the Grey Knights Chapter. Not to mention that the think tanks per capita in the Grey Knights Chapter are all powerful alpha-level psykers. The exorcism weapons and sky punishment force field weapons used by the Grey Knights Chapter are also much stronger than the three-piece set of civilians of the evil-repelling brigade. After all, its manufacturing cost and usage requirements are there-the manufacturing materials of the exorcism weapons come from the Golden Throne, which is said to be the ashes left over from the burning of the Astronomican. As for the sky punishment force field weapons, they must be activated with psychic power, and only think tanks can use them.

Faced with this situation, I thought about it for a long time.

Fu Qinghai decided to... call for help!

…

The Resolute, upper deck.

The chief navigator's personal cabin.

Fu Qinghai came to comfort Tracy.

The navigator and the star talker, Tracy Gray and Xia Long Frospin, are actually completely opposite in character.

Tracy was born in a Navigator family. She seemed noble and elegant, but she was actually very soft and fragile inside, and often fell into self-doubt. When the warp storm broke out, she first thought that her psychic power had failed, and then she thought that the Terra Astronomical Torch had gone out. Either of the two possibilities could cause her to collapse emotionally, so she lost her composure at that time and threw herself into the arms of the Chapter Master and cried bitterly.

Although Xia Long is just a poor student who graduated from the Psionic Academy, she looks weak and vulnerable on the outside, but she is actually very strong on the inside. She has not only gotten rid of the psychological shadow brought by the possession of the Slaanesh demon. She can also boldly put forward military opinions based on her own understanding when participating in the chapter meeting, and win the unanimous approval of the Space Marine officers. After knowing that the Khan dotes on her, Xia Long even often runs to Fu Qinghai's captain's room to eat, drink and play at will.

There are contrasts between the two people's appearance and inner heart.

Many people in the Chapter Fleet don't understand.

Why Khan thinks so highly of Tracy.

On the one hand, of course, it was because she had a strong psychic talent and great growth potential. As a Delta-class psychic, she could steer and control a giant like an Emperor-class battleship at a young age. On the other hand, it was also because Tracy was a rebel.

Tracy was a little troublemaker when she first joined the fleet. She came from a navigator family but despised the navigator family. This woman was anti-authority in her bones. She was extremely disgusted and contemptuous of her family's consistent practice of inbreeding and outdated customs.

This trait is very important.

During the Great Crusade and the Heresy, there was a navigator named Piet Hellian Asherie. He was born into the noblest Asherie family on Terra. He was gifted and had powerful psychic powers. He had the opportunity to become the navigator ambassador in the High Lords Council, but he was entrusted with an important task by the Emperor and led a team to study the Black Glaze - the prototype and concept machine of the Golden Throne.

Why does the emperor study black glass?

Naturally, in order to borrow the webway one day in the future, once the webway can be borrowed, the navigator will be useless. After secretly learning of this, in order to maintain its own privileged class status, the Terra Navigator Family Union sent many spies to try to sabotage the Emperor's webway plan. At this time, Piet Hellian Asherieu, whose loyalty to the Emperor was higher than his claim to family power, was particularly valuable.

This is exactly the kind of person Fu Qinghai wants.

First of all, the Iron Pagoda Corps cannot abandon the Navigator Family, and the warp jump must rely on the Navigator to guide the way. But at the same time, Fu Qinghai is also studying wormholes, and will study other means of superluminal navigation in the future. What he does is actually no different from the Emperor. If the Navigator Family knows about it, these guys will definitely send people to make trouble - they don't even need to make trouble, they just need to refuse to provide navigators to the Iron Pagoda Corps fleet to force Qingshan Khan to submit.

So Fu Qinghai needs Tracy.

A rebel in this navigator is needed.

To help him control the other navigators in the fleet.

Fu Qinghai knocked on the door and entered the cabin.

I found Tracy sitting alone on the bed.

"What's wrong, Tracy, still not feeling well?"

Fu Qinghai came and sat down in front of her.

"Khan."

Tracy raised her head and shook her head slightly:

"No, I just feel a little, a little..."

Tracy suddenly didn't know what to say.

Fu Qinghai looked at her calmly without urging her.

The cabin fell into silence for a moment.

But it didn't seem awkward.

"Khan, you have a special technology that allows you to shrink your size, right?"

Tracy asked, suddenly changing the subject.

"Yes, how did you know that?"

Fu Qinghai nodded.

"Xia Long told me. And I saw it with my own eyes. That day, you and Xia Long disguised yourself as sailors and wandered around the trading market on the lower deck of the Suzheng."

Tracy reminded.

"Oh yes, that's what happened."

Fu Qinghai admitted.

"Can you... shrink it again?"

Tracy asked expectantly and seriously.

"This isn't some magic trick..."

Fu Qinghai couldn't help but laugh. He thought, you are a psychic, what kind of magic tricks have you not seen?

But he came here today just to comfort Tracy, and Fu Qinghai didn't have the heart to refuse any of her requests. He took out the Pym ray pistol and shot himself, shrinking to the size of a 1.90-meter-tall mortal, then spread his hands and said:

"See, that's it..."

Tracy rushed over and hugged him.

Fu Qinghai raised his eyebrows slightly.

Tracy buried her cheek in Fu Qinghai's neck, constantly rubbing his neck with her nose and side face, and her nose made a sound of inhaling as thin as a mosquito's hum. Fu Qinghai was not wearing a power armor, and Tracy was only wearing a lace pajamas. The woman's mature and soft body kept drilling into his arms.

"Tsk…"

Fu Qinghai felt it was a difficult situation for a moment.

Of course Fu Qinghai is a scumbag.

His attitude towards women has always been to rather have sex with someone who is not good enough.

But he is a rational scumbag.

In his previous life, Fu Qinghai was a social animal in a private enterprise. He also led some small departments and teams. There were also some good-looking female employees and interns in his team. As a young leader, he looked pretty good, so naturally there would be some ambiguity, but Fu Qinghai was very principled. No matter how he joked, he would never cross that level of relationship with his subordinates.

A kind of logic that rabbits don't eat grass near their burrows.

If you think about it, you will understand that once he and his subordinates break through that level of relationship, even if they are just friends and not lovers, the workplace relationship will become extremely complicated, which will directly affect the development and promotion prospects. No large company allows office romance within the same department for this reason. Workplace relationships need to be simple and not mixed with too many other things.

Fu Qinghai is not a fool.

Astropath and Navigator are his right-hand men, very capable and trustworthy. He knows very well that both women admire him and rely on him.

Fu Qinghai just didn't want to use this "worship" mentality to possess them - so men are really hypocritical and cheap. When there are no women, they accept all who come and are not picky at all. They will be slightly shocked when they see a female fly. When there are more women, they start to be picky and have psychological barriers again.

Fu Qinghai picked up Tracy.

Throw it onto her luxurious big bed.

"Khan..."

Tracy's eyes were blurry and her eyelashes were trembling.

To be honest, Tracy is quite pretty and knows how to dress up. Her clothes and makeup always carry the elegance and composure of the old privileged class in the world of thrones. She is a Gothic beauty unique to the Warhammer 40K universe - except that her third eye is a bit creepy. Tracy insists on not covering up the vertical pupil on her forehead, which is also a small manifestation of her rebelliousness.

But you get used to it after watching it for a long time.

"Do you know what this means?"

Fu Qinghai spoke calmly.

"I know it all, and I am willing to bear it all."

Tracy said softly, lying on the bed.

…

Tracy had never felt so full.

I felt like my whole body was being stretched apart.

......

(End of this chapter)