Warhammer 40 Unorthodox Primarch

Li Taiji's consciousness was immersed in the system given to him by the Emperor, and he clicked on the conscription option...

This is actually a scam system. The recruitment is just a way to lure more people from the original world. Once you click "agree," there's no going back...

However, these people also have advantages. Like Li Taiji, they possess the characteristic of immortality, able to revive on the spot if they die. Moreover, they have extremely high resistance and many traits that do not belong to this world. Their genetic seeds are all inherited from Li Taiji...

"Holy crap! Where am I? What have I done here? I was having a good fight with someone! How did I end up here? This isn't my usual game style!" An Astartes appeared first, looking around in complete confusion.

As Li Taiji watched one person after another appear, his face grew darker and darker. The Emperor's methods were diverse, including soldiers on the verge of death during missions, patients with depression who had lost hope in life, and game streamers. In short, people of all kinds were involved. The Emperor truly had no bottom line when it came to human trafficking...

"Ahem! Um... everyone! I have good news and bad news. Which do you want to hear?" Li Taiji said awkwardly, and the moment this big guy spoke, he attracted everyone's attention.

"Don't bring up that, tell me everything, good or bad! I'm in the middle of a gunfight! I can't let this bullet go to waste! After you're done talking, send me back, I still have to keep fighting those illegal armed groups!" The leader was menacing and had a distinctly different aura from the others.

"The good news is that you've traveled through time! Just like the books and movies you've read, this is a grand fantasy world!" Li Taiji said, arms crossed.

"Time travel? Then what's the bad news?" the soldier asked, realizing something.

"The bad news is that it's the Warhammer 40 universe! It's now the forty-first millennium..." Li Taiji said.

Soon, several people sat down on the ground and then burst into tears.

"You grown men are crying your eyes out! Your heads will be bruised and battered! What's Warhammer 40K? What's so great about it?" This guy hadn't realized how outrageous this was.

Several game enthusiasts started talking all at once, and then the eight hundred people fell silent.

"Don't worry, everyone. We're different from others. We're immortal. As long as I'm alive, you'll have endless chances to be resurrected. Of course, I'm immortal too! And we'll have the power of our own world. It'll be much harder for the Chaos Gods to corrupt you. Even if they do, you'll still be resurrected after you die! So just treat it like a reality show! Relax like a game..." Li Taiji seemed to be speaking casually, but in reality, he was anything but.

"Ah! So, according to you, people in this world live in misery, and nobody treats anyone like a human being! Isn't that just bastards? Hey, we've been taught that we come from the people. Since we're all immortal, doesn't that give us a mission?" The leading soldier was very nonchalant, his accent clearly from Northeast China…

"Hehe! Hehe! Haha! Haha! I didn't die! I even came to this crazy world! Then I'll see who's crazier, the Chaos Gods or me! I'm mentally ill! I hope they can corrupt me! If they can persuade me, I'll... I'll pick my nose and feed it to them..." One of the guys started getting agitated too.

"Keep an eye on him! This guy's mental state isn't quite right..." Li Taiji quickly signaled to the people around him to help. Even the Emperor hadn't let this mentally ill person go; clearly, the Emperor was getting a little anxious...

A group of people held a family reunion. They found out they were all from the same hometown, and from the ancient and mysterious Eastern country. Their ideologies were now unified.

No one could have imagined that the mentally ill person was actually a very powerful think tank! A think tank with psychic abilities, and a rather high level at that...

"Damn! Mental hospitals really produce talent! Everyone, hurry up and familiarize yourselves with your bodies and equipment, we're about to have a big showdown..." Li Taiji said, his lips twitching.

These people inherited Li Taiji's genetic traits, and they are even taller than the Imperial Guards! They are all basically over five meters tall, and they are quite different from ordinary Astartes, possessing many unique characteristics. However, the Emperor did not showcase these traits. If we're talking about creating figure art, the Emperor is the world's number one model maker, creating figures like Thunder Warriors, Imperial Guards, and many other Astartes characteristics...

Each one is full of personality, so who knows what kind of ruthless tricks the Emperor might pull this time.

The eight hundred people were divided into several teams and began training, but the older soldiers were stronger and adapted the fastest.

"Brother! What's your name?" Li Taiji asked the soldier.

"My name is Qin Dahai. Sigh! Before I died, I was a company commander! I was fighting against illegal armed groups! If I hadn't died, I wouldn't have transmigrated here..." Qin Dahai put down the explosive gun in his hand and said with emotion.

"It's good to have been a company commander! You take the lead and familiarize yourself with the situation. You're still a company commander! Hurry up and improve our combat effectiveness!" Li Taiji said with a smile.

"Dad! Why should he be given an official position? I want to be an official too!" At this moment, the mentally ill think tank member came over. After learning about the relationship between the Primarch and Astartes, this guy started calling Li Taiji "Dad," and his brain circuits were very peculiar! He found common ground with the people among them who had strong psychic abilities.

"Let go! Stop clinging to my leg! You can be the one too! You can be the head of the think tank! Everyone with psychic abilities will follow you! Okay? But you have to be obedient, or you'll blow your head off..." Li Taiji had seen this guy blow his head off before.

"Dad! We're immortal! I can explode like a molten metal bomb! Dad! I'll give you a demonstration!" As he spoke, this guy was about to use his psionic energy, but in the next instant, he was suppressed by Li Taiji's forbidden power. If it weren't for the Silent Sister's similar ability, this guy would be the most dangerous existence.

"We should be considered a battle group now, right? We need a name..." Qin Dahai said from the side.

"Alright! The brothers have all spoken! So, you guys discuss what we should call our battle group! No! We'll be a legion from now on! The Astartes Codex is already toilet paper!" Li Taiji said boldly, stepping on the mental patient.

"Dad! Aren't we all raised under the red flag? Aren't we all from the people? Let's just call it the Sons' Battle Group!" Even though he was being trampled underfoot, this guy still delivered a devastating blow to everyone...

"Go to hell! You're the son!" Li Taiji kicked the guy away, sending him flying into the wall. It took him a while to slide down, but the guy was indeed strong and came back unharmed.

"No problem! I'm Dad's eldest son, even if you die, you'll have to leave it all to me..." Upon hearing this, the other think tank members immediately jumped up and started beating him up. If the Primarch died, they would die too! You can't indulge a mentally ill person; in fact, everyone suspected he was faking it...