I am a green-skinned master

A big foot kicked the clever guy away with a bang, leaving the rest of his flattery unfinished, and the smart guy was covered in blood.

After kicking the airplane ghost, he sat down next to Cheng Mingrui, and the two of them leaned against each other, like good brothers who had been together for many years.

Why didn't Smarthead modify the battleship? Didn't he always want to have his own battleship?

The atmosphere was a bit weird...Cheng Mingrui moved his butt uneasily.

"Slippery...you are a good orc." Smarthead's fierce orc face showed a trace of melancholy, "I like you very much."

Cheng Mingrui was shocked, his pupils trembling violently. What the hell is this? We are green-skinned orcs, without gender! We are robed creatures! We are mushroom people!

"Do you know? I was very weak when I was a child, very weak. Sometimes the little bad guys would come together to bully me." Smarthead ignored Cheng Mingrui and talked to himself.

"Because I'm different from the ordinary green-skinned boy. I didn't like hacking and killing before. I like sounds, no, music! I'm a rock boy, but because my music is not good, the fart spirits laugh at me and call me a noise boy."

At this point, Smarthead got a little angry, and he slapped to death a fart spirit who was passing by and picking up trash.

"Later, I beat up all those fart spirits. One fart spirit leader was not convinced. He wondered why the bully he had bullied before dared to resist. He gathered a lot of fart spirits with sticks and axe to block me."

"I was also very angry. I just liked different things from them. Why did they have to bully me? So I also prepared a big axe... It was a really good axe."

Smarthead was silent for a while, as if lost in memories.

"I was slashing at the fart monsters. It hurt when they slashed me, and it hurt when I slashed them. I can't remember how long I slashed, but I only know that my slash went into the fart monster's mouth, and his eyeballs popped out. They were this big."

Smarthead gestured with his hands and it seemed to be really big.

"Later, no one dared to call me the Noise Boy anymore, and I didn't like playing with them, so I went to find other boys. I thought there would always be boys who would appreciate my music and the songs I sang, just like me."

"But those guys are all idiots. They never do anything normal except eating and fighting. They don't understand my music. They laugh at me and bully me like fartheads."

"I can't stand it anymore, I'm going to fight them!" Smarthead punched the deck, then let go, "I didn't fight them, they pinned me to the ground and beat me up."

"I refuse to accept it! I have a temper too! When my wounds healed, I continued to fight them. Fight, fight, fight. Later, the guys in that area couldn't beat me, so I beat them and made them subdue. I became their boss."

Becoming the boss is the first step for the green-skinned orcs to become successful, but from Smarthead's tone he didn't seem excited at the time.

"I let the boys sit together and listen to my music and singing. They felt very uncomfortable, but they didn't dare to resist because of my fists. I felt very uncomfortable looking at their sad faces. Do I really have no talent?"

"Just when I was doubting myself deeply, a kid reminded me." Smarthead's eyes lit up, "I need good musical instruments, I need an electric guitar, a drum set, and a big speaker!"

"Later, I lived with junk and garbage. I tinkered with a lot of things, including powerful guns and waaagh big booms, but I just couldn't make a good musical instrument. I... I was very lost." The smart head withered like a plant.

"I don't know how long it was, but I built a Gorilla for a guy covered in bombs, and the strange guy was very satisfied. He told me that I didn't have a strong artistic temperament, and I had to find my own way. For example, he thought that art was explosion, a big explosion."

"I realized it at that time, so I sold my garbage mountain, became a technical master, and joined the pirate fleet. I had a goal, I wanted to become a great technical master and own a big ship of my own. I wanted to fill the bridge of the ship with musical instruments and hang speakers outside."

Smarthead turned his head and looked at Cheng Mingrui, his eyes sparkling with light, "I will sing and play music at the same time. Inspired by my art, the boys will fight harder and harder, stronger and waaaghier!"

Well, Cheng Mingrui was shocked. He didn't expect that a green-skinned orc would have such delicate thoughts and feelings and pursue such things... But, this process was a bit like an art student who failed to get into an art college, but took another path and became successful instead.

"Now that you have your own boat, why don't you modify it? If you find bugs annoying, I'll take the boys to search the boat and clear all the bugs out." Cheng Mingrui asked. He really wanted to see what kind of music and art this smart guy could come up with.

"…Forget it. I think I really don't have any talent. I'm good at making big guns, engines, and power claws. But I can't make a good musical instrument. I can never play bass or guitar well, and they're often out of tune." Smart Head said disappointedly, "Maybe not being able to make any art is my final fate."

"After all...I'm going to die."

Chapter 21 Hot Rock

Dead? How could it be? How could it be possible that when fighting with humans, the smart guy was ripped open and he didn't die, but he would die after killing a few bugs?

Cheng Mingrui couldn't believe it. He thought Congmingtou had suffered some internal injuries. He stood up and shouted loudly for the crazy doctor to come and treat Congmingtou.

"Don't mess around, it's useless." Smart Guy waved his hand generously, "It's the poison of the bug. If you get bitten, there's a chance that you'll be controlled by the bug. Under normal circumstances, I should be fine with my body... Maybe it's bad luck, or maybe that shrimp's slash made me weak, so I got bit."

The genetic virus of the Genetic Traitor is very strong and can even control the green-skinned orcs. However, since the orcs reproduce by spores, they can only infect one generation at most. Therefore, it is difficult for the Genetic Traitor to infiltrate and grow among the greenskins.

“…Don’t give up, maybe the mad doctor has a solution.” Cheng Mingrui advised.

"It's useless. I know my body. I can hear the sound of insects now. For example, that sound right now is telling me to chop you up."

Cheng Mingrui's legs went weak unconsciously. That voice... couldn't it be the will of the hive? That was the collective conceptual body of countless swarm consciousnesses. Could ordinary life be able to contend with that kind of mental power?

"I want that voice to go away. If it weren't invisible and intangible, I would have wanted it to eat me up." Smarthead said nonchalantly.

"I'm not afraid of death, I just hate being controlled by bugs. But I have a regret. It's not that I regret dying right after getting my own ship. Rather, I regret that I don't even have a good song of my own. Do I understand art just because I'm a greenskin?" Smarthead raised his power claws and placed them on his neck. There was no fear in his tone, only sadness and regret.

A big hand grabbed Smart Head's power claw. It was Cheng Mingrui. "Wait, maybe I have a song I can play for you."

The story of Smarthead touched Cheng Mingrui's heart. In his eyes, the huge green monster in front of him was no longer scary, but friendly and real.

A boy who was bullied by his classmates at school because of his hobbies did not give up the things he liked, but stood up and fought against those who bullied him and everything that did not agree with him.

In the struggle, he continues to grow and become stronger. He can pursue better things, but he still keeps his dream in his heart. For this dream, he is not afraid of difficulties or death, because this dream is the most precious thing in his heart.

Talent, knowledge and inspiration continued to emerge in Cheng Mingrui's mind, and the memories deep in his soul were also reviving. The blood of the green orcs might really add to his wisdom, and even the grayest memories would be dusted off and emit brilliance.

He remembered that when he was a kid, he played a game called Warcraft 3: The Frozen Throne. At the end of the battle, there was an exciting rock song. (The name was Power of the Horde, which was very exciting. I also watched the animation and listened to the song.)

The cup was spinning like crazy, Cheng Mingrui picked up the kicked Smarty and gave his orders. He also started making the corresponding instruments.

"But Boss Sly, now is not the time to play. The mechanical guys said that the ship's channel is locked and they can't handle it..." the clever ghost said tremblingly.

"Let them figure it out on their own! Do what I say first! If they don't do it well, I promise that no matter where you are, I can feed you to Squig!" Cheng Mingrui roared.

Because of the threat of death, the fart spirit and the guys were very efficient, and after only about fifteen minutes, the musical instruments and equipment were ready.

Faced with the problem that other greenskins could not play, Cheng Mingrui wrote a program that allowed some instruments to play melodies by themselves.

With his hands on the electric guitar, Cheng Mingrui had never touched this kind of instrument before, but at this moment he felt that this instrument was a part of his body. After getting ready, he began to sing.

"Storm earth and fire, hear my call..." The manic music sounded...

After translating from English into Greenskin, the lyrics are more relevant, and more manic, raw, and powerful.

The exciting rock music resounded in every corner of the bridge. The boy who was picking up garbage, the mechanical boy who was modifying the bridge operating system, and the fart spirit who was cleaning the floor and collecting teeth all became excited at the same time.

Some sang along with Cheng Mingrui, some danced, and some worked more passionately.

The most excited one was Smarthead. He was shocked at first, then he happily sang along. The more he sang, the waaaghier he became. I wonder if Smarthead would cry now if he were a human.

The display on the bridge showed the bizarre and colorful scenes in the subspace, which became the best background for the song.

The time travel achievement was achieved, and I held a concert with the boys in the subspace.

Perhaps it was because when traveling in the subspace, the emotions of intelligent life would be amplified. After Cheng Mingrui sang once, the boys cheering around him were not satisfied. They asked for another song, and asked for it to be sung higher and more excitedly.

Cheng Mingrui was naturally infected by the enthusiasm of the audience. He played the guitar and looked up at Congmingtou, wanting to know whether he was satisfied with his song.

Smarthead opened his bloody mouth and looked happily at Cheng Mingrui in the distance.

"Slippery, you are a good orc, I really like you." The voices of the boys around were too noisy, and Cheng Mingrui could not hear Smarthead's voice clearly.

In his eyes, Smarthead smiled and nodded at him, then closed the power claws on his neck.

Cheng Mingrui didn't know what expression to use to face this situation. He was an orc and shouldn't be sentimental, but he still felt a little blocked in his heart.

Regardless of whether he was a technical master or a rock boy, Smarthead still died. In the Warhammer 40k universe, many people die every day, including orc boys, humans, and the self-proclaimed superior Eldar. When will it be his turn?

Never mind! Just be a carefree orc, be happy and waaagh.

Cheng Mingrui played a high note on the electric guitar, igniting the audience's enthusiasm and starting a new round of singing.

A group of happy green-skinned orcs, driving a stolen human warship, were singing and moving forward aimlessly in the warp.

Suddenly, a crack appeared in the subspace ahead and expanded like a giant demon, swallowing the tattered Knight of Glory in one gulp.

Normal starlight shone on the battleship, a pale yellow star, several orbiting planets, and an ordinary galaxy.

Chapter 22 Oronia System

The Oronia system is just an ordinary galaxy.

Planet No. 3 in the galaxy is a blue habitable planet. It is not very developed. There are no huge nest cities, no advanced factories, and not much agricultural development. It is an insignificant existence in the empire.

This is just a colonial world that has only been colonized for a few hundred years and has not yet been fully developed. Because the planet's resources are still relatively abundant, the humans born here live relatively happily.

A warship sailing out of the warp broke the peace here. The news from the orbital space station made the planetary governor Conwater look worried. In the 40th millennium, the plight of the human empire became more and more obvious.

Abaddon, the great enemy of the Empire, destroyed the fortress world of Cadia, which controlled the Eye of Terror, at the cost of a Black Stone Fortress. A terrifying galactic rift ran through the entire galaxy, dividing it into the East and the West.

The Oronia system is unfortunately divided by the Great Rift. It is a galaxy located in the eastern Milky Way. It seems to be isolated, but it is not on the main route.

Conwater thought he was lucky. The Oronia system was still young and prosperous, and its location was relatively remote, far away from most of the monsters in the galaxy.

As long as he performed his duties with peace of mind and did not indulge himself too much in pleasure, the colony would be able to develop stably, and he would have no problem enjoying himself for a few hundred years through life-extending surgery.

The human empire is too big, spanning the entire galaxy. Even if the empire has many enemies and even if the empire is in great trouble, it will take a long time for the wheels of collapse to crush it.

Who knows, by that time I will be old and dead, and no matter how big the difficulties are, there will be the wisdom of future generations to solve them.

However, fate is unpredictable. Warp storms have become more and more frequent recently, and lost ships often come to the Oronia system.

Most of them are Imperial warships or merchant ships. The news brought by the Imperial Navy on them is often worrying. It seems that the front lines of the conflict are becoming blurred and war may break out in any corner of the galaxy.

"That Moon-class Imperial battleship hasn't responded yet?" Conwater contacted the orbital space station directly through the communication equipment on the table. The radar operator there was calling the Glory Knight with sweat on his forehead.

Of course, they couldn't get a reply, as Cheng Mingrui and his guys were immersed in joyful rock music.

Hard work pays off, and finally several lifeboats entered the radar range of the space station.

"Help, help, this is the Imperial Navy's Glorious Knight. We are ordered to monitor the situation in the Orc star field. We were unexpectedly attacked by Orc pirates. Now the Glorious Knight has been occupied by the savage Orcs. We are the only survivors."

Along with the lifeboat came a distress message.

"Let them deliver the video message." Conwater frowned and gave the order directly.

Soon, the lifeboat transmitted the video message, and sure enough, there were humans inside, most of them were injured Imperial Astra Militarum soldiers.

A man in an officer's uniform came out. He was covered in blood and seemed to have been through a brutal battle. "My name is Pex, and I'm a member of the Lampaster family. I'm the captain of the Imperial Navy's Moon-class cruiser, the Glorious Knight."

"I ask for the help of this world governor on the basis of my family's honor as an Imperial officer. Please rest assured that we are all soldiers and non-combatants fighting for the Empire. We pose no threat."

The Lampasts were a famous noble family, and many of them had distinguished nobles, including planetary governors, legion commanders, and fleet commanders. It was said that in the capital of the human empire, the Holy Terra family also had some influence.

Governor Cornwater's family is much smaller, and it is impossible for him to refuse Pex. At the same time, he would offend powerful nobles, the Imperial Navy, and the Ministry of Military Affairs. Anyone who can do these three things at the same time can basically prepare for his death.

"Of course, respected Captain Pex, as the governor of the empire, it is natural for me to serve the empire." Conwater agreed immediately, and a social smile appeared on his tense face.

"Thank you, Governor. Even the Emperor's angels will praise your kindness and loyalty." Pex said flatteringly.

After instructing the space station to receive Pex and the crew on the lifeboat, Convot dialed the communication channel of the planetary fleet commander and ordered them to begin surrounding the Glorious Knight that was captured by the orcs.

Through the brief communication with Pex, Conwater also felt a little greedy. That was a Moon-class cruiser. Even if it was covered with scars, the main structure was still intact.

The orcs above are already very weak after a series of battles. If his army can land on the battleship and eliminate the orcs inside, wouldn't he be able to get a Moon-class cruiser for free?

The entire Euronia galaxy only had one cruiser and a defense fleet consisting of three destroyers, which was quite weak. In addition, the Euronia galaxy did not have the industrial capacity to build interstellar battleships, so if it wanted to expand its fleet, it could only purchase them.

In terms of price, purchasing the most common frigate is a huge pressure for the Oronia galaxy, which has only one habitable planet.

Greed blinds people, and when the planetary escort fleet sailed towards the Glorious Knight in a bold encirclement posture, that was the beginning of the tragedy.

Rock music can really effectively increase the excitement of the orcs, so their work efficiency and combat efficiency have been greatly improved. While Cheng Mingrui was holding a concert, the mechanical boys completely took control of the battleship.

"Orcs are stronger than shrimps. A one-on-one fight won't be a problem." Cheng Mingrui, who was also in high spirits, simply ignored the three destroyers and the Glorious Knight, which was in a damaged state.

Seeing the two human destroyers coming into range, Cheng Mingrui immediately ordered: "First, blow up the two small boats of Xiami into pieces, then step on the accelerator to ram into Xiami's large ship and break it in two."

"...Boss..." a weak voice said at Cheng Mingrui's feet, "Our people haven't occupied the turret yet, so we can't fire..."

"Uh..." Cheng Mingrui, who had a reckless look on his face just now, was embarrassed and didn't know what to say. It was his problem. He was so excited while singing that he made the boys also excited while listening to the songs, and he didn't arrange for the boys to occupy the turret in advance.

"Since you haven't occupied the turret, why are you still here? Why don't you arrange for the boys to go quickly!" Cheng Mingrui kicked the boy who reported to him away with a light kick. The orc boss would never admit his mistake.

Now that the smart guy is dead, Cheng Mingrui is the strongest, tallest and biggest orc present. No one dares to mess with the new boss, so they all take action, prepare their warships and get ready for battle.

At this time, Cheng Mingrui hoped that the human warships would launch the attack later to give himself more time to prepare.

Coincidentally, the human warships did not attack after they entered the range one after another. After getting close enough, they released smaller landing ships. Soon they would regret their arrogance.

Chapter 23 Dangerous Boarding

Cornwall was delighted. What he thought was trouble turned out to be a windfall. A blessing in disguise, but this proverb does not exist in the 40k universe.

"The landing ship was connected smoothly without any resistance. Everything went smoothly."

The information coming from the front made Conwater even happier. Since he was able to capture a Moon-class cruiser, he had to consider the former owner of the Moon-class cruiser.

Conwater no longer paid attention to the landing situation. He ordered his servants to prepare the space shuttle. He planned to go to the space station to welcome Captain Pecks in person. If it didn't work, he could pay some money... As long as Captain Pecks turned a blind eye, the Imperial Navy would record the Glorious Knight as a battle loss.

"Tell the butler to prepare more throne coins, not the imperial coins we issue, and also jewelry... I am going to meet a very important guest." Before leaving, Conwater instructed Tong.