Warhammer: Angron Training Manual

Chapter 49 Synthetic Man

“Even so, I still find it hard to believe…”

Qin Xia looked at Brown, sizing him up and down.

"A synth, a stone man."

“It helped humans build a brilliant space civilization and develop amazingly advanced technologies that are now considered technological black boxes.”

"A survivor of such a species, serving as a pilot and escort for a mad slaver on Nuceria?"

"I actually thought you might be the 30K version of Zobayan... How could a stone man not be able to fly a plane properly?"

"..."

Brown felt quite benefited when listening to Qin Xia's praise and admiration for the stone man.

As for being the bodyguard for Chief Tark...

The stone man tapped his head and said, "Part of the reason is because of the Butcher's Nail. This thing is used to control me... Speaking of which, the theme world staff who invented it probably didn't expect that someone in the future would put this thing into the head of a natural person."

"What does the theme world mean?" Qin Xia caught a word in Brown's words that puzzled him.

"Nukeria was a theme park more than 19,000 years ago." Brown answered calmly, "This world itself is an amusement park. Back then, this galaxy was managed by an entertainment industry company called Nukeria."

"The company hired a large number of employees, and then carried out bioengineering on them to strengthen them so that they could accept more cruel and terrible things, such as playing the role of gladiators in ancient Roman culture, nobles who indulged in debauchery every day, and one of the symbolic cultures of Rome was oppression of slaves, or something similar."

"I agree with your praise and appreciation for the stone people, but if you think that I, a stone man, and my compatriots who don't know where to go are scientists or managers... then you are wrong. We are just non-natural employees who were created to play some kind of amusement park role with natural employees."

"..."

Hearing this, Qin Xia stared at Brown in astonishment, but continued listening without interrupting.

Brown continued.

"Some tourists will play the role of slave owners and have fun by abusing the staff, and some tourists will play the role of slaves and have fun by being abused by the staff."

"There are also PVP modes where you play as a general to suppress a slave uprising, or as a slave uprising to fight against the nobles."

"Then, after a cruel game, the natural person will be anesthetized with a drug, and then his memory will be erased with another drug."

"..."

Listening to what Brown said, Qin Xia felt as if he had traveled through time again.

Because the entertainment industry companies, theme park worlds, role-playing, games that Brown was talking about... these things are incompatible with the current situation of this world called Nukeria.

After all, Nuceria had changed from an amusement park, where tourists could leave freely and return to their normal lives after playing the roles of slaves or nobles, to a living hell where no one could escape.

Sitting in this extremely advanced aircraft, Qin Xia felt like he had turned into a cruel, crazy tourist who came to this world to play tens of thousands of years ago when humans were still at their peak.

"Then Nukeriya 1, which is our world."

"The world's northern hemisphere was packaged and sold to another company, and the other company opened a desert nomadic tribal cultural playground in the northern hemisphere."

"So don't go to the Northern Hemisphere easily. There are giant desert worms and such there."

"But the High Knights often capture people and send them into the stomachs of worms for fun. There is no use being more careful about this matter."

"As for the later subspace storm that paralyzed the FTL navigation system and led to the decline of civilization... there is too much to talk about. We are almost at the arena in Desia. I will tell you next time when I have the chance to pick you up or drop you off."

"..."

Brown is clearly a chatterbox.

He does not have his own natural personality like a natural person. Perhaps the humans who created him have set up such a personality program for him.

Then let Brown be the commentator and guide of the theme park...

Qin Xia could guess this.

Brown's next words brought him back to reality, back to the cruel and hellish Nuceria.

"Whatever it was, this place is different now."

"Just like other human worlds after the subspace storm destroyed the FTL travel system, this place has become corrupt, ignorant, dark, and cruel." "Back then, the security forces of the amusement park proclaimed themselves nobles because they had the most and strongest forces, and enslaved other humans, whether they were former employees of the company or tourists, they were all enslaved by them."

"Over time, even the Nuceria themselves forgot how civilized they once were."

"..."

Qin Xia couldn't help but interrupt: "Wait... a place for tourists to engage in strange and entertaining activities doesn't seem civilized, right?"

"That's true." Brown nodded in agreement. "But I was designed to serve humans, just like the stone men. I won't make any moral judgments on human entertainment. Even though the company's complaints department became slaves enslaved by security personnel more than 10,000 years ago, I still have to maintain this initial setting."

Qin Xia did not respond, digesting what he heard.

He had actually wondered why Nuceria was such a terrible place.

He also thought that Nuceria might have once been a... theme park of some kind.

Because the home planet where another Primarch landed is also suspected to have been a theme park during the heyday of humanity, and that is Fenris where Russ is now.

A theme park of Northern Europe and Viking culture.

But this is just a speculation, a suspicion.

Only Nukeriya, Qin Xia confirmed it from the mouth of the stone man next to him.

Of course, we cannot rule out the possibility that this chatterbox is talking nonsense.

After thinking about it, Qin Xia decided to ask something more important in the current hellish Nukeriya.

"Why would a stone man like you serve a specific noble? It's not just because of the Butcher's Nails, right?" Qin Xia asked.

"Of course not." Brown shook his head. "The ancestors of the Turk family were once enslaved. Under the guidance of my compatriots, their ancestors found some powerful weapons and equipment that were nearly 20,000 years old. Then they overthrew the slave owners and became slave owners themselves."

"I have been the butler of the Talko family since then, serving generations of patriarchs, and now it is the turn of this Talko patriarch."

"It should be said that the current Turk is very similar to his ancestors. They both have pity on slaves and hate nobles and authority."

"But... I think that the hatred that this Turk has for the nobles now comes more from his experiences in his childhood and youth."

"..."

Seeing that Brown was about to go off topic again, Qin Xia brought the topic back on track: "Where are your compatriots?"

"They disappeared, just disappeared one day, without a trace," Brown said. "They were worshiped as gods, and then suddenly one day they disappeared, and I was the only one left in Nuceria."

"Did you kill them?" Qin Xia suddenly asked.

"If I had the ability, I would have turned Nuceria back to the amusement park it once was." Brown answered lightly, "I am indeed good at fighting, but my compatriots who played gladiators, generals and soldiers long ago are better at fighting. If they were here, even if we were all controlled by the Butcher's Nail, we could work together to turn Nuceria back to the amusement park it once was."

"Now that the warp storm has dissipated, the storm that turned the human race into a barbaric and ignorant nation scattered across the galaxy will no longer affect FTL travel. If Nuceria becomes the amusement park it once was, new visitors will surely come."

"..."

"impossible."

Qin Xia interrupted Brown again.

"This hellhole is now a place where a bunch of slave owners are using the products left over from the peak era of the human race to enslave and slaughter civilians everywhere. Under normal circumstances, civilians will never be able to overthrow the slave owners' hell."

"Besides, the so-called amusement park you mentioned is not really an amusement park at all. It's just a hell for crazy tourists to have fun."

Hearing Qin Xia's cruel words, Brown didn't react much. It was obvious that he knew it all, but he was still mentally immersed in the past.

"you're right."

Brown nodded slightly.

This stone man has a large number of implants that are incompatible with his original limbs. It seems that it is not only the place of Nuceria that has been changed over the past tens of thousands of years, but also him.

"But the last hell is my home."

(End of this chapter)