Warhammer: Empire Reboot

The real starry sky outside the window was instantly swallowed up by the chaotic colors of subspace.

The colors of subspace have no names.

If we were to describe the surging things outside the window as colors, it would be more akin to a prolonged episode of mental illness.

Blood-red veins surged within the dark purple background, and occasionally a blinding bluish-white lightning bolt would strike from the chaotic depths outside the Gera shield barrier, illuminating the entire cockpit in a ghastly white light.

The psionic barrier of the Geller force field maintained a thin, almost invisible barrier of rationality around the frigate.

Beyond the barrier lies subspace.

After the Great Rift tore the Milky Way apart, the warp of the Empire's dark side became an eternal sea of ​​storms.

All the stable routes that were once marked by navigators have collapsed.

Under these conditions, subspace navigation is essentially no different from crossing the ocean blindfolded in a storm.

The Imperial Dark Side's sector fleets, still struggling, were forced to reduce warp jumps to the most primitive short-range blind jumps.

Each jump covers a distance of no more than a few light-years. After the jump, the user exits subspace, recalibrates their orientation in real space, and then jumps in again.

A distance of several light-years may take months or even years to traverse.

Every blind jump is a gamble. You don't know where you'll end up. You might be tens of light-years away from your target, you might jump directly into the gravitational well of a star, or you might pass through the eyewall of a subspace storm and be torn to shreds by psionic tides within seconds.

The swarm intelligence is reading subspace situational data outside the shield barrier through the remaining sensor arrays on the frigate.

The data is disturbing.

The tidal forces of the subspace were repeatedly kneading the thin barrier of rationality surrounding the frigate's hull.

If the Geller force field fails, the nature of subspace will seep into the ship's interior.

Then the demons swarmed in.

There are countless documented instances of the Gera shield failing in the history of the empire.

The result was always the same: total annihilation.

Lawson's gaze fell on the pile of writhing subspace debris in the system's waste area.

Warp waste is essentially pure warp energy residue extracted and purified from demon souls.

In other words, it is a fragment of the subspace itself.

The function of the Geller field is to isolate the ship's hull from the subspace. So what if the Geller field is covered with subspace debris?

What is a rock covered in seawater in the ocean?

It is part of the ocean itself.

"Swarm thinking: assess the feasibility and expected effects of injecting subspace waste into the Geller force field psionic resonant cavity."

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Chapter 83 Breaking the 10,000-person mark

Subspace Blind Jump

[Swarm Strategies - Technology Assessment]

[Feasible. The psionic spectrum of subspace waste has partial compatibility with the resonant cavity frequency of the Geller force field. After injection, the residual psionic signature of the subspace waste will be integrated into the barrier layer of the Geller force field, changing the appearance of the barrier in the subspace dimension without destroying its physical isolation function.]

[Expected effect: The frigate's warp projection will become a void almost identical to the surrounding warp environment, making the ship extremely difficult to detect for native warp entities.]

[Additional effect: The stability of the Geller force field will be significantly improved, and energy consumption will be greatly reduced.]

The injection of subspace waste took less than ten minutes under the control of swarm intelligence.

The effect is immediate.

The entire frigate suddenly fell silent.

The chaotic color of the subspace outside the Geller force field barrier remained unchanged, but it no longer looked like a beast ready to pounce at any moment.

It looks more like a landscape.

Lawson smiled.

"I should have thought of that sooner. Warp waste has this use. Good stuff."

Swarm intelligence added the final piece of information.

Based on the current subspace tidal situation analysis, the estimated duration of this blind jump is approximately three standard days. The coordinates after jumping out of subspace cannot be accurately predicted.

Lawson let out a breath.

After more than two months of continuous fighting, expanding his army, deploying, and reaping rewards, he finally had three days to catch his breath.

The frigate tossed and turned in the tides of subspace.

Bumps are unavoidable.

But compared to the feeling of swimming naked in a storm before, the current bumps are more like going downstream in a relatively calm river.

The assassins sat quietly in the cabin.

Nearly 10,000 soldiers were distributed throughout the 1.6-kilometer-long hull of the frigate, seated in platoons in corridors, storage rooms, and ammunition depots.

The farting types, on the other hand, are in the completely opposite state.

More than three thousand small green creatures were running wildly all over the ship, screaming, running, shoving each other, and hitting everything they could with wrenches.

The extreme excitement caused by the Waaagh waste made it impossible for them to calm down.

This kind of excitement is exactly what the frigate needs.

The continuous humming sound coming from the engine room indicates that the concentration of the Waaagh energy field is maintained above the operating threshold.

Lawson instructed Little Wrench to periodically distribute small portions of Waaagh waste to ensure that the fart spirit's excitement level would not decrease.

Lawson removed the helmet from the Tiger King power armor and placed it on his lap.

Then he brought up the system panel.

[Current total number of assassins: 9820.]

[Maximum number of assassins: 30000.]

It's still far from the upper limit; it hasn't even reached 10,000.

But Lawson's bottleneck at this moment is not its upper limit, but its resources.

That 120-kilometer-diameter spaceship is an inexhaustible steel mine.

During the two-month lull in the fighting, the suicide soldiers tirelessly collected scrap iron and alloy plates from the wrecked ships. Their current reserves of fine steel are enough to exchange for 50 to 80 suicide soldiers.

But no matter how much steel you have, it's useless without life points.

Although the rate at which life points are acquired increases with strength, it is still not enough.

The current total number of platoon leaders is less than nine hundred.

For a force of nearly 10,000 men, the proportion of platoon leaders is too low.

Lawson plans to first reach a total of 10,000 people.

The swarm intelligence awakens at the thousand-person node, and he wants to know what will happen at the ten-thousand-person node.

"Exchange for 180 ordinary assassins."

180 elite Qatari warriors appeared out of thin air in the frigate's cabins.

Then I quietly sat down in my assigned seat.

Total number of suicide soldiers: 10000.

The computing power growth of swarm intelligence is linear.

The computing power of 10,000 nodes in parallel is less than 2 percent stronger than that of 9800 nodes.

This improvement is almost imperceptible in daily tactical deployments.

But one thing has definitely changed.

Psychic perception.

His extended perception range saw a significant leap after crossing the 10,000-node threshold.

The coverage area has been expanded to three kilometers.

During interstellar travel, a three-kilometer psionic perception radius means that Lawson can cover the entire warship.

He tried to conjure a psionic shield.

The translucent psionic barrier solidified in front of his left hand, becoming denser and more stable than before.

Lawson did something he couldn't do before.

He carved a pattern on the surface of the shield.

A fine line, as thin as a hair, appeared on the surface of the shield, like a silver thread embedded in solidified amber.

Lawson withdrew his psionic shield.

Then a mass of silver liquid metal was extracted from the armory space and floated in front of him.

Under the control of psionic energy, the ball of silver liquid, like a weightless mercury ball, slowly rotated about half a meter away from Lawson's face.

Living metals do not have a fixed shape.

Its nanostructure allows it to switch freely between any shape.

With the backflow of psionic energy from tens of thousands of people, Lawson's current precise manipulation ability has reached the molecular level of directional shaping.

The moment those two things came together, Lawson knew he had found a new weapon.

He used his psychic powers to propel the silver sphere forward at an accelerated speed.

The sphere flew out of the cabin, passed through the hatch, skimmed the corridor, made a sharp turn in front of the wall at the end of the corridor, and then continued flying along another corridor.

The sphere stopped in a cabin 300 meters away, hovered for a second, and then flew back.

Three hundred meters is the effective radius for precise control.

Lawson mentally reshaped the suspended metal sphere.