Uchiha, but Brahmin!

It only takes one day to produce 100,000 high-quality human units, which are more excellent than the existing humans on this planet. 100,000, how many people are there in Punk City now, only a few hundred thousand? It will only take a few days for them to be surpassed by the new humans.

Moreover, among these new humans, even the weakest one is overwhelmingly inferior to the humans in Punk City, and one person can be used as several.

The only thing required is for Edek to collect the genes of humans in the city to create exclusive gene seeds.

That's right, although this machine was the support that Edek received from the Empire, he did not obtain the gene seeds of the Empire's humans. He had to collect and obtain exclusive gene seeds in his own world in order to maintain genetic diversity and prevent the extinction of some vulnerable races.

Influenced by Uchiha Brahmin's racial collection, in his eyes, there is no racial distinction. In his eyes, whether it is human or other races, they are all equal. The so-called racial honor is a joke to him.

Of course, the culture of that race will also be examined and taught to these children as past history, so that they can understand the past history of their own civilization and the current situation. Times have changed.

After all, a strong civilization does not need to hide any darkness.

Gene seeds have been collected and production has begun!
Soon, this medium-sized imperial standard human production machine began to operate. One day later, one hundred thousand humans who mastered the extraordinary power of chakra and even awakened psychic powers were born. They quickly took over the city and started a new round of production planning.

A large number of weapons production factories were built in a very short time, and the battle was about to begin.

At the same time, in the subspace, the subspace aura from the alien universe began to spread and merge into the original subspace of this world. Silently, without any existence noticing, a terrifying storm sweeping across the subspace was coming.

The extraordinary power of this world, to a large extent, depends on this almost infinite and boundless subspace.

Especially the guys in the subspace. Although they have become a powerful entity, even if all living things in the physical universe die and the energy in the subspace is exhausted, they will not perish but will only fall into a deep sleep.

However, once this situation really happens, these things will be no different from being useless.

……

"Hasn't anyone come back yet?"

Far away from Punk City, in the orc nest, a large amount of orc fungi are growing in this area. Some big greenskins are fighting a passionate battle. Some powerful orcs find that all the orcs they sent out have disappeared.

"There, there is a battle!!!wa!!!"

Soon, a large number of orcs gathered together, with more troops, more equipment, and more big guys! Fight, fight, fight!!!

"I want to see what those little guys are capable of, to have killed so many guys from my tribe!"

Like a little giant, green all over, savage, the most despicable, the most cunning, the most powerful, after countless battles, possessing the best armor, the most powerful chopping and the most powerful gun in the tribe, Kurt said excitedly, and then drove the orcs towards the area where Punk City was located.

Soon, this group of green things approached Punk City.

……

“A food production factory could be built here!”

Outside Punk City, some staff members are planning construction land, preparing to build various factories and residences on this open space, preparing places to live and food for the younger students coming later. Each human production machine can be regarded as a school. Within 24 hours, 18 years will pass in the illusion of the production machine. These children have lived in a huge school since childhood and received the best and most orthodox education.

Even if there are enough producers, these machines will start online mode and build a huge community.

In other words, after birth, these people are not without social relationships. They are not strangers to each other. They all know each other and have lived together since childhood. Apart from the pressure of studying, there is no other pressure. If they were born on a normal planet, there would be no pressure after birth.

To them, the younger generations who were born from the same human production machine can truly be considered their younger classmates.

"Look, what is that!"

Suddenly, someone stopped and pointed at the green waves in the distance.

"Oh wow, it's orcs! Oh my god, I was playing Warhammer yesterday, and today I met orcs! Wow, hahaha, for the Empire! Brothers, go back and get your weapons, hahaha! Kill these green things! Hahaha!"

A staff member took out a chakra laser gun, aimed it at the greenskin wave in the distance and fired a shot directly, piercing the head of an orc.

The orc screamed and fell to the ground, and was then trampled into mushroom sauce by the orcs behind him.

There is a lot of data in an independent human producer, and if a world has a subspace, those human producers will also be connected to the Imperial network for real-time data updates.

Warhammer is in the database of the human generator, and there is even a corresponding game.

Many people, before they are born, tend to learn about the settings and even play the game after they realize that the universe they live in is the Warhammer in the game.

I'm really playing Warhammer in Warhammer!

Therefore, after actually seeing the orcs, I was very excited. Although they were born in this cesspool world, it was not a big problem. They had more powerful technology, more powerful supernatural powers, and most importantly, they had faith!

A great god from another universe!

"Run! Go back and get your weapons! Gather the troops, it's time for a glorious war! Roar, roar, roar!!!"

After firing the shot, the staff member immediately started to run away. In just a moment, all the people present had run away.

Soon, in Punk City, an army was assembled in a very short time.

"Praise be to Brahman!"

Simmons 365 put his hands together and saluted devoutly, then put on the composite reinforced energy amplified armor beside him, picked up the light chakra energy dissolving gun, and knocked on the amplified particle cutting dagger hanging on his leg.

Then he inserted a magazine filled with chakra energy bottles into the light chakra energy dissolving gun in his hand.

Good condition! Plenty of chakra! Plenty of ammunition! (End of this chapter)