Warhammer 40k: Melee Warriors

Fuda was not a combatant and therefore did not receive any subsidies. Most of the things in his room were purchased when the political commissar was alive.

A golden eagle necklace hung on the door, a few unburnt candles sat on the iron cabinet, and a data tablet lay on the bed, functionally similar to the tablet Komi had used before.

It has thicker borders and is heavier, exuding the rugged and durable feel of the human empire.

This thing, let alone falling on the ground, Komi thinks it might not even break if a car ran over it.

Komi held the data tablet in his hand and had Fuda lie on the bed to prepare for dreaming.

Although it was Fidelity's private property, the lock on the data panel couldn't stop Komi, who had higher privileges. The blood of the wandering merchant flowing through his body allowed him to move freely within the Exterminator, let alone this data panel, which was originally part of the Exterminator's inventory.

Let me see what's inside Fidelity's dashboard...

Komi curiously opened the folder and quickly browsed through it, using his male intuition to find the study materials that Fuda had tried so hard to hide.

Most of the learning was group learning, with very few one-on-one sessions. The visuals were chaotic, and the audio was jarring, making it difficult for Gu Jian to find the key points of the learning content.

Gu watched the video on fast forward without any expression. These things were really meaningless to someone like him who could see Fitia going crazy or even being harassed by the masked dancer every now and then.

“I didn’t expect you to like this kind of thing.” Komi showed the screen on the data panel to Fuda. He didn’t want to comment on Fuda’s quirks. Although group learning could lead to being shot, it wasn’t enough to be associated with Slaanesh’s corruption.

Of course, if these group studies were to take place not in simple prefabricated houses, but in a sacred monastery... then a purge of heretics would truly be in order.

Fuda, lying on the bed, also looked embarrassed. He explained, "Ahem... I may be a half-spirit... but I still have basic desires."

desire?

When these things are mentioned, Komi immediately thinks of Fidelity's unique characteristics.

This guy is a human-spirit hybrid, so he must have also acquired some of the characteristics of the spirit race.

Gu Jian wondered if Fu Da had the terrifying desires of the Spirit Race. Don't be fooled by the dignified appearance of the Spirit Race members who keep talking about restraining their inner thoughts. Once their sensitive nature is ignited, they can go down an extreme path as easily as a human blinking.

Perhaps this fondness for group learning is related to Fuda's Eldar bloodline.

"Tell me, Fidelity, how was your private life before? I want the truth from you."

"I...I..." Seeing Komi's serious expression, Fuda blinked and answered honestly, "I don't have a lover, I just go to the red-light district often."

How many do you want to order at once?

"Seven or eight?"

"I really want to kill you right now..." Koji was a little annoyed, but when he thought about how Otto hadn't been a decent guy in the past, he asked helplessly, "Were any of those women pregnant?"

"No, their controllers are very wary of this and will watch them carefully to ensure they take the medication. Some skilled shops will choose to remove the uterus and sell it to the Mechanical Repair Guild..."

"The Mechanical Order? You mean the Sage of Sem? What does he need a womb for?"

“Uh…maybe he wants to make fast-growing humans? I’ve heard that the Sage of Sem often complains that the people he sends don’t meet the standards for modifying servants, so he wants to cultivate some raw materials for making servants himself.” Fuda said this as if it were a matter of course. Komi was speechless after hearing this. He felt that he was out of step with Warhammer’s moral values.

Komi asked again, "Before you met me, didn't you ever think about having your own offspring?"

"Leave my offspring behind?!" Fuda exclaimed dramatically. "What right does my filthy bloodline have to leave offspring?! Since my birth, not a single day has passed without my hating the spirit blood within me! If I were given the chance to kill the spirits, I would skin them alive to prove it!"

"Okay, okay, calm down." Koji patted Fuda on the shoulder, telling him to keep his voice down. "Do you remember the locations of those red-light districts?"

Fuda's eyes widened, seemingly unable to believe that Komi was also interested in this. "Saint...do you also have a taste for this?"

Komi slapped him on the head in annoyance. "What nonsense are you talking about! Do you think I'm that kind of person? I just want to go back to Wuding Port and... Oh right, Wuding Port isn't the same Wuding Port it used to be. This kind of filthy place must have been attacked by those cultists first."

Hearing Komi say this, Futada shook his head and sighed, "Yes... everyone's dead... I still remember Number 18, that person was truly pitiful..."

"Go to sleep!" Komi commanded, then fell into deep thought.

Inquiring about Fuda's marital status and even his offspring reminded Komi of a serious problem he needed to face: what to do with the offspring born to the sub-beastmen.

After such a long period of transformation by the Beast Brew, the Exterminator no longer carries the pure humans defined by the Human Empire; instead, it is filled with sub-beastmen whose mutated characteristics are not so obvious.

Rapidly growing hair is just one of the common characteristics of sub-orcs; there are many other problems to overcome.

Don't forget the origin of Beast Brew. The earliest version of this stuff was made by mixing the blood of the ancient beastmen with the blood of the first generation of sub-beastmen, who in turn evolved from beastmen.

The beastmen, corrupted by chaos, have bizarre appearances. A stroll among them reveals more animals than any zoo, resulting in a diverse array of sub-beastmen. Komi recalls that the large vat containing the raw materials for his beast brew was unsorted, with everything mixed together in one go. Now, the composition of the blood in that vat, deep beneath the Flawless City, is becoming increasingly complex, making it difficult to accurately analyze the components of the beast brew.

Some sub-orcs began to develop their coccyx, and in a primal way, they grew tails to balance their bodies. These tails were not very useful and were extremely troublesome. Therefore, sub-orcs with tails would choose to remove them and make them into bracelets and necklaces to wear.

Other orcs have horns growing from their foreheads that are not connected to their skulls. These are also undesirable, and orcs will use horn grinders to smooth them down to ensure that their heads do not cause unnecessary misunderstandings and that they can still wear helmets.

Chapter 471: It can only be said that there are advantages and disadvantages...

Many features were surgically removed, and only a few features were retained because of their usefulness. Cat ears were one of them, but some sub-beastmen with cat ears would also choose to cut off their extra ears.

However, this only provides temporary relief. The overly strong self-healing ability allows the ears, horns, and tail to grow back again and again, only the cycle is much longer than that of hair.

It is said that the marinated cat ear mushrooms taste good and have a chewy texture.

As for how Komi knew...

That's a question for Fetia. People from the Mechanical Guild all have a worldview that doesn't waste human materials, especially when they see that these ears can grow back. She stares at the orc like a farmer stares at a piece of wood covered with fungus.

These cat ears, which are basically made of cartilage, were the objects that the Fithia brought to the ancient table and identified as a food that was produced in very small quantities and was more nutritious than the starch and protein blocks in corpses.

After Fithia's report, Komi fell silent for a long time. Then he began to suspect that Fithia didn't call the thing on his chest a chest, but rather an emergency energy storage bag.

But these are minor issues; the more important problem is the genetics of the sub-orcs.

The offspring of the sub-beastmen also adhere to the principles of genetics, with a gene inheritance rate of over 80%. They will inherit traits from one of their parents, or possibly traits from both.

Take, for example, the offspring of cat-humans who turned into beastmen and beastmen who originally looked like cows who turned into beastmen. These children are either as agile as cats, as resilient as cows, or a bit of both, running fast and strong.

Their relatively superior physical abilities allowed these hybrid sub-beastmen to stand out in the military and at work.

It's difficult for Komi to judge whether this kind of inheritance is good or bad.

From the perspective of human genetic purity, Komi felt that his behavior was no different from that of an animal, leading humanity down a path that even he himself could not see clearly.

What if the human gene pool is completely disrupted? Wouldn't everyone be a reserve of beastly, chaotic eggs?

Komi could only hope that his blood would effectively suppress the beastly side and maintain the sub-beastman's basic human form, rather than being classified as a species other than humans.

From the perspective of human survival, the sub-beastmen are indeed more likely to survive in this cruel and dark galaxy than ordinary humans, both physically and mentally. Although their bodies are abnormal, their minds are no different from ordinary humans.

Perhaps this can be explained as evolution to adapt to the environment? Think about the ancient humans tens of thousands of years ago; weren't they very different from later humans?

But no matter how different they are, they shouldn't have horns and ears, right?

Koji looked distressed. He couldn't convince himself completely with this reason, so he could only shake his head and think to himself that he would take it one step at a time.

If one day the sub-beastmen really get out of control, Komi might have to learn from the Emperor and clean house. Komi hopes that such a cruel day will never come.

Fuda drifted off to sleep amidst Komi's melancholy thoughts. Soon, a Spirit Race rune appeared on his forehead, drawing his soul deeper into the vortex.

Komi raised his hand and grabbed Fuda by the neck, controlling his soul. With his back against the pure white hall, his soul was unusually stable, and this attraction could not affect him at all.

On the other side, the Eldar prophets looked troubled. In the past, they only needed to chant a few simple characters to lure Fuda's soul here, which was easier than calling a dog.

“The Supreme Prophet… Fidel’s soul is unusually heavy; we cannot drag him here.”

Novia remained calm and said indifferently, "This may be the protection that Saint Otto provided to Fidelity. He is willing to communicate with us, but he wants to gain the initiative in the conversation through this confrontational approach and demonstrate his authority."

One of the prophets said with some dissatisfaction, "Humans are so short-sighted and crude. With a great enemy at hand, they are still preoccupied with these trivial matters. No wonder their empire is sliding into the abyss of decline, with no possibility of recovery in sight."

Novia did not agree with the prophet's statement. Her eyes flickered as if she were thinking about something. Then she pleaded with the prophets, "Strengthen your power and see if this saint is just a figurehead."

The prophets formed a circle and chanted incantations in unison.

As they increased the intensity, Koken also felt the attraction in his hands become much greater.

Heh...that's really interesting.

Gu Jian tightened his grip even more, and Fu Da showed no signs of waking up during the confrontation.

The prophets uttered incantations at a slower and slower pace, and the mental and physical exertion required to pronounce a single complete syllable was astonishing, as if Koji's hand were gripping their necks.

Are you kidding me? Did that guy named Otto bring a whole battalion of high-level psionicists? They're so difficult to deal with.

Novia gritted her teeth, took out the black ticket from the Black Library, examined it for a moment, and then made a decision.

"Let's use the power of the infinite circuits. We can't let humanity think we are weak and vulnerable."

The prophets channeled their spiritual energy into their feet, causing the ground, made of shimmering crystal, to extend upwards until it reached their waists.

At this moment, the prophets are connected to the Ark's infinite circuit, and their spirits can communicate with the spirits of the past and draw upon their power to fight against the Eldar's enemies.

May our ancestors protect us.

Well!

Gu Jian felt his palm sink, and he immediately realized that the spirit race was serious.

The illusory Spirit Race symbol on Fuda's forehead almost solidified, and the released spiritual energy fluctuations distorted the space around Fuda.

But that's no big deal. Back then, I blocked even when the Emperor poured power into Faya. How could I be afraid of you dying Eldar?

Komi's gaze sharpened, and without any fancy moves, he pressed down and tightly gripped Fuda's Hiroko with both hands.

The effect was remarkable; Fuda's somewhat restless soul was once again immobilized, but Fuda's face also turned ugly, and a purplish-brown color, as if he were about to suffocate, spread rapidly across his face.

Tsk... If I keep pinching him like this, will Fidelity die? If his soul flows into the Pure White Hall, wouldn't that be troublesome?

Komi hesitated, wondering whether to let go and give Fuda a breather. The prophets were also about to give up, as connecting the infinite circuits was a terrible burden for them.

Before long, their bodies will be assimilated into crystal fragments by the surging psionic energy, something Novia absolutely does not want to see.

One second... two seconds...

The psionic crystals that existed only in the waist and abdomen continued to rise, soon submerging the chests of the prophets. The souls of the Eldar in the infinite circuits began to drift in this space where towering crystal trees grew.

Just when Komi Makoto thought that Fuda was about to be strangled to death, Novia chose to give up first. She used her ancient song to calm the active infinite circuits and guide the dead souls back to slumber.

Then she removed the psionic crystals from the prophets and personally maintained the psionic rune on Fidelity's forehead.

The runes changed from solid to ethereal, from bright to dark, and their attraction diminished considerably. The arrogance that had drawn Fuda's soul away also disappeared.

Heh... now is the time to meet those Eldar.

Komi closed his eyes, letting his soul leave his body and enter the rune along with Fuda's soul.

A powerful soul was squeezing in... Novia clearly sensed this, and she looked surprised, unable to imagine that an ordinary person who hadn't even had a gene seed implanted could possess such terrifying soul fluctuations.

When Komi's soul descended upon this place, Novia couldn't help but gasp in amazement at the color of his soul.

Deep red! Intense gold! Variegated purple! Flawless white!

These colors blend together, merging seamlessly without polluting each other.