Uchiha, but a Brahmin!

In just one day, 100,000 high-quality human units can be produced. These are humans who are superior to the existing humans on this planet. 100,000! How many people does Punk City have now? Only a few hundred thousand. In just a few days, it will be surpassed by the new humans.

Furthermore, even the weakest of these new humans is far superior in quality compared to the humans of Punk City; one of them can be used as several.

The only thing needed is for Edk to collect the genes of the humans in the city to create a unique gene seed.

That's right. Although this machine was provided by Edk with support from the Empire, he did not obtain the genetic seeds of the Empire's humans. He had to collect them in his own world to obtain exclusive genetic seeds in order to maintain genetic diversity and prevent the extinction of some vulnerable races.

The Uchiha Brahmin's collection of races is influenced by the fact that in his eyes, there is no such thing as racial distinction. In his eyes, whether it is human or any other race, they are all equal. The so-called racial honor is a joke to him.

Of course, the culture of that race will also be examined and taught to these children as part of the past, so that they understand the history of their civilization and the current situation, and that times have changed.

After all, a powerful civilization has no need to conceal darkness.

Gene seeds have been collected; production begins!

Soon, this medium-sized imperial standard human production machine began operation. A day later, 100,000 humans who possessed the extraordinary power of chakra, and some who even awakened psionic abilities, were born and quickly took over the city, starting a new round of production planning.

Numerous weapons production plants were built in a very short time; the battle was about to begin.

Meanwhile, in the warp, the warp energy from another universe began to spread, merging into the primordial warp of this world silently, unnoticed by any being. A terrifying storm sweeping across the warp was about to descend.

The extraordinary powers of this world largely depend on this almost infinite and boundless subspace for their existence.

Especially the few big guys in the warp, although they have become a powerful entity, they will not perish even if all the creatures in the physical universe die and the energy in the warp is exhausted, but will only fall into a slumber.

However, if this situation actually occurs, these things will be no different from being useless.

……

"None of them have returned?"

Far from Punk City, in an orcish lair, a large amount of orcish fungi are growing in the area. Some large greenskins are engaged in a heated battle. Some powerful orcs have discovered that all the orcs they sent out have disappeared.

"There's a battle there!!! Wa!!!"

Soon, a large number of orcs rallied, with more troops, more equipment, and more hulking figures! Fight! Fight! Fight!

"I want to see what those little guys are capable of, that they've managed to kill so many of my tribe's boys!"

Like a small giant, all green, savage, the most despicable, the most cunning, the most powerful, having fought countless battles, possessing the best armor in the tribe, the most slashing slash, and the most rapier-wielding orc warrior, Kert said excitedly, then drove the orcs toward the area where Punk City was located.

Soon, the group of green things approached Punk City.

……

"A food production factory could be built here!"

Outside Punk City, some staff members are planning the construction site, preparing to build various factories and residences on this open space, providing accommodation and food for the junior students.

Each human production machine can be considered a school. Within 24 hours, 18 years will pass in the illusion of the production machine. These children live in a huge school from childhood and receive the best and most orthodox education.

Furthermore, if there are enough producers, these machines can even go online and build a huge community.

In other words, these people are not without social relationships after birth. They are not strangers to each other and know each other. They have lived together since childhood. Apart from the pressure of studying, they have no pressure. If they were born on a normal planet, they would not have any pressure after birth.

For them, those born after them from the same human production machine are truly considered juniors.

"Look, what's that!"

Suddenly, someone stopped and pointed to the green waves in the distance.

"Wow, orcs! Holy crap, I was playing Warhammer yesterday and I've run into orcs today! Wow, hahaha, for the Empire! Brothers, let's go back and get our weapons, hahaha! Let's kill these green things! Hahaha!"

A staff member took out a chakra laser gun, aimed it at the green-skinned wave in the distance, and fired a shot that pierced the head of an orc.

The orc screamed and fell to the ground, where it was then trampled into a mushroom paste by the orcs behind it.

A single human production unit contains a vast amount of data, and if a world has a warp, those human production units will also connect to the Imperial Network for real-time data updates.

Warhammer exists in the database of the Human Production System, and there is even a corresponding game.

Many people, even before they are born, after learning that the universe they live in is the Warhammer universe from the video game, often go to learn about the setting or even play the game.

The real me is playing Warhammer!

So, upon actually seeing the orcs, I was extremely excited. Although they were born in this cesspool of a world, it didn't matter much. They possessed far more advanced technology and far greater superhuman strength. Most importantly, they had faith!

A powerful being from another universe!

"Run! Go back and get your weapons! Gather the army, it's time for a glorious war! Roar ...

After firing that shot, the staff member immediately turned tail and ran away. In just a few moments, everyone present had fled.

Soon, an army was assembled in Punk City in a very short time.

"Praise be to the Brahmin!"

Simmons 365 clasped his hands together, offered a devout prayer, then put on the composite enhanced energy amplification armor beside him, picked up the lightweight chakra energy dissolving gun, and tapped the amplified particle cutting dagger hanging on his leg.

He then inserted a magazine filled with chakra energy bottles into the lightweight chakra energy dissolving gun in his hand.

Excellent condition! Ample chakra! Plenty of ammunition! (End of Chapter)