I'm in Warhammer, I just want to grow mushrooms

Chapter 234 The winner lives, the loser dies!

The one who stole the stinky canned corpse was "Poison Nail" Axon; what does that have to do with me, Li Nuo?

Besides, theft is when you borrow something and don't return it. I will return the body after I extract the genetic sample, so how can it be called theft?

In a secluded corner of the "Wolf Blade," Li Nuo chuckled to himself as he stripped the power armor off the captain of the No. 5 boarding squad of the Death Guard 131st Company.

Perhaps because he was born in Terra rather than Barbaros, this boarding captain doesn't smell very bad.

While extracting samples, the fungal simulation function is used to reverse engineer and purify the expression vectors of the gene samples.

Half an hour later, the samples of 19 gene organs were extracted, and the true identity of the expression vector was revealed: it was Li Nuo's old acquaintance, the sealed yeast.

Unlike the sealing yeast extracted from the veteran of the Dark Angel Inner Ring last time, the sealing yeast obtained this time actually has a "prefix".

[Name: Toxin-resistant sealed yeast.]

[Type: Psionic Creature]

【Analysis Results:】

[This is a specially modified sealing yeast, capable of better sealing subspace creatures related to "poison".]

"Toxins, poisons, poisonous mushrooms—subterranean creatures containing these elements should all fall under the category of 'poison.' Given this, it's no wonder the Father went to such lengths to corrupt Mortalian with the poison-resistant sealing yeast, Bloodknagur. If such a powerful weapon remains in the hands of the Imperium of Man, the Father's days will be numbered."

Li Nuo was very satisfied and happily put the toxic-resistant sealing yeast into his possession.

Fungal gene simulation continues to conduct atavism experiments on ancient crystallizing fungi.

This time, Li Nuo also added toxic-resistant sealed yeast to the experiment, and the system automatically selected this type of yeast as the expression vector for gene engineering.

Clean up the scene, erase your own traces, and then put power armor on the heroic boarding captain who sacrificed his life.

Li Nuo used a vibration technique to lift the corpse and return the way he came.

Unfortunately, the No. 5 boarding squad had already returned to the company's warship.

Unable to find the captain's body, they could only escort the gene storage gland away.

When Li Nuo arrived at the origin, besides a few Space Marine corpses that hadn't been cleaned up, there were only Orcs under the Orc Emperor's command nearby.

The orcs circled the corpse, touching and manipulating it, then pulled off their power armor and put it on themselves, looking both comical and ugly.

Several young technicians took out drills and cutters and got to work, quickly putting together a set of patchwork armor for themselves.

As for the shrimp wrapped inside the power armor.

Sigh, orcs are omnivores, those who know, know.

Seeing this, Li Nuo simply used his corpse-dissolving technique to dispose of the captain's body, preventing him from being defiled by these crude and savage green-skinned creatures.

The corpse turned into liquid ammonia fertilizer and vanished completely, leaving behind a strong smell of rotten eggs that spread along the corridor.

"Da da da da————"

The sound of hurried footsteps came from afar.

Li Nuo thought the smell of rotten eggs had attracted the green-skinned creature, so he quickly activated his optical invisibility and hid.

But he was overthinking it. The greens didn't care how smelly their territory was; all they cared about was becoming stronger.

Approaching from afar was a group of boys suffering from excruciating pain, all wearing identical armor with a "scimitar" pattern painted on their chests.

They stormed into the scene of the loot division, shouting and driving away the Greenskins who were collecting the spoils, and together they carried away the Space Marine's body.

"Get out of the way! Get out of the way! Don't block the way!"

"Spit out that piece of meat in your mouth! Idiot! That's Pointy-Beaked Kid's second heart; Mad Doctor wants to use it for experiments!"

Painful Boy tapped the orc boy on the head with a wrench, ripped the half-eaten heart from the man's mouth, and casually stuffed it back into the corpse's chest cavity.

"What are you doing! This is our spoils! So what if it's Pain Boy? Pain Boy can't steal our stuff!"

The orc boy was dissatisfied, the bang-bang boy was furious, and the chop-chop boy picked up his chainsaw sword, ready to fight.

The boys, writhing in pain, neither flinched nor avoided it.

The team leader flashed the "wolf fang scimitar" emblem on his chest and shouted:

"Open your eyes wide and look carefully! We are the chief mad doctor's good lads, here to do all the chores for him! Anyone who dares to block his way, the mad doctor will throw them into the pot!"

Upon hearing the title of Chief Mad Doctor, the orc boy's initial excitement turned into fear and timidity, and he immediately scattered and retreated.

With a wave of his hand, the leader of the Painful Boys' team led his men to pack up the corpses at the scene and take them away, not even leaving behind any of the body parts.

Li Nuo was worried about not being able to find Ulger's whereabouts, so he followed him from a distance.

The group wandered around the huge green-skinned battleship for a full twenty minutes before finally stopping in the mad doctor's territory.

This is a vast laboratory with hundreds of chains hanging from the ceiling, the ends of which are hooked, suspending shrimp in the air, like a bloody slaughterhouse.

In the center of the laboratory stood a bronze throne upon which sat a terrifying green-skinned creature.

It is at least ten meters tall, covered in thick terracotta armor, a living steel behemoth.

To the left of the throne rested an exaggeratedly large chainsaw-like longsword, with a blade over ten meters long, while to the right of the throne rested a heavy multi-barreled thermos gun, the barrel's caliber even exceeding Li Nuo's height.

Is this behemoth the mad doctor on the Wolf Fang?
No.

wrong.

He is not a mad doctor.

The real mad doctor was a short man, less than three meters tall, who was currently busy cutting shrimp on the lab table.

The terrifying creature seated on the throne is actually Urak Urg, the emperor of the Ulanor Orc Empire.

It bent its right arm, rested it on the armrest of the throne, and supported its cheek with its fist, shooting out a cold gaze from the observation port of its helmet, silently watching the mad doctor busy at the laboratory table.

An invisible pressure enveloped the mad doctor, prompting him to act faster and faster.

It isolated the muscle gland from the Sharp-nosed Boy, a genetic organ that can actively secrete a hormone that enhances muscle strength.

The mad doctor cut the muscle glands into small pieces, put them into a crucible, cooked them over a high flame, added strangely colored medicinal juice and powder, and frantically stirred the thick liquid in the pot.

As the temperature rises, countless bubbles appear on the surface of the liquid, gurgling and emitting a pungent odor.

The liquid's color changed from brown to dark green.

The mad doctor shut off the furnace and impatiently ordered the boy in agony to lift the crucible and bring it to the throne.

"Boss! Try this! This is a psionic dish I just made. It uses the Pointy-Beaked Kid's gene glands to stimulate your growth and development. I've named it..."

Before the mad doctor could finish speaking, the orc emperor on the throne grabbed Painful Boy and the cauldron, stuffing them into his mouth along with the pot.

"Snap, snap, plop, plop..."

The metal crucible was crushed by Urg's teeth. The biting force was so incredible that the boy in agony didn't even have time to scream before he turned into a mushy mess of blood and grime that slid between the teeth.

"Gulu!"

The sound of swallowing was like a booming bell, echoing throughout the laboratory.

A faint psionic energy fluctuation emanated from Ulger's body, and his joints made a slight clicking sound. His size seemed to have increased slightly, but not very noticeably.

Ulger stretched out his right hand and swept it over the corpse of the spiky boy hanging in the air: "Your new potion works, but it's not enough. I need more, more, more alchemical potions. Chop up all the spiky boys and boil them; I'm going to eat them all."

"Okay, boss."

The mad doctor, bowing and scraping, excitedly jumped onto the lab table and shouted:
"Didn't you hear what the boss said?! Get moving!"

The Pain Boys began cooking and alchemy, creating a scene of utter depravity.

Li Nuo observed from the shadows for a long time, gaining a very clear understanding of the Ulanor orcs' character.

This is a group of primitive, savage, and bloodthirsty aliens, undeniably violent machines, devoid of any compassion or morality.

They pose no less of a threat than the Space Marine legions that might betray the Empire in the future.

However, despite this, Li Nuo still intends to use Ulger to eliminate the Chaos Orcs and thwart Loka Aurelion's plans.

He removed his disguise and went to the door.

The beast king's personal guards stood on either side of the gate.

"Stop, you little bug, who are you?"

"This is not a place for you. Get lost."

The Beast King's personal guards let out a low growl.

Li Nuo unfastened the "poison nail" dagger from his waist and raised it above his head:

"I am 'Poison Nail' Axon, the special forces lad handpicked by Boss Urge! I need to see the boss; I have important intelligence to tell him!"

The Beast King's personal guard bent down, squinted at the small dagger, then stood up and waved his hand:

"Go inside! Don't cause any trouble, or you'll be sorry."

"Okay." Li Nuo responded simply and walked towards the door.

The moment he stepped into the laboratory, a tangible gaze descended upon him, and intense mental pressure emanated from all directions—a terrifying aura emanating from the Beast King.

Li Nuo steeled himself and stepped forward:
"Boss Urge! I have bad news for you. Several warlords have betrayed you. Here is their list."

“Betrayal? Who dares to betray me?” Ulger lowered his head slightly, looking down at the ants at his feet.

Its final syllable clearly rose in pitch, as if it had developed a strong interest in the ant's words.

Betrayal is virtually impossible in orc society because their brain capacity is insufficient to calculate the "gains and losses of betrayal".

Rather than pondering this complex and profound question, orcs prefer to respond to the bad guys who instigated them to betray their leader with "Get him!"

Without wasting words, Li Nuo took out the data tablet and handed it to the Beast King's personal guard, who then placed it into the holographic device for projection.

A holographic screen popped up, displaying the portraits of four warlords and three tribal leaders, with the details of their betrayal of Ulanno below.

This intelligence came from Cole Fallon, who was in charge of the corrupted orcs' mission, so the authenticity of the intelligence is beyond doubt.

The problem is, orcs don't have a very logical thought process.

The dense text gave Urge a headache; he'd rather go to the front lines and fight.

"Hmph!" Ulger exhaled heavily.

“I’ve seen the intelligence you’ve gathered, but I don’t quite believe it. Come with me, and we’ll ask you to find out if you’re right.”

what?
Should we go ask?
Where can I ask?
Should we just run straight to the face of the warlord who's been betrayed and unleash our ultimate attack?
This…

Li Nuo was speechless for a moment, once again overwhelmed by the orcs' savagery and brutality.

"Boss, aren't you fighting that pointy-beaked kid? Won't going over there now delay the battle?"

"Oh, it's alright." Ulger raised his hand and tapped a button on his seat to activate the ship's internal communications:

"Helmsman, set sail! I'm going to take a trip to that Iron Slag Warlord's place."

The Beast King has given the order, and none of you dare disobey.

The various teams disregarded the remaining shrimp and pointy-nosed boys inside the ship and directly controlled the spaceship to forcibly leave the battlefield and open up a subspace entrance nearby.

This scene stunned the humans who were unable to leave the ship, including the No. 5 boarding squad who had returned.

They returned to the battleship to regroup, adding four assault soldiers who had been promoted from recruits, and then launched another boarding maneuver, forcibly entering the green-skinned battleship.

Seeing that they were about to enter the Warp with the Greenskins, the No. 5 boarding squad was completely bewildered, their heads buzzing.

Why did this warship forcibly leave the battlefield?

"Have the orcs been defeated?"

"No."

"Then what's going on?"

No one told them the answer.

The ship accelerated amidst the tremors, deactivated its void shield, and used its armor, which was three hundred meters thick, to forcefully ram a path through it.

Three minutes later, a muffled buzzing sound echoed throughout the ship, and the green light of the "rotten thing shield" filled the cabins as the green-skinned warship disappeared into the subspace.

Don't forget one crucial place:

Orc ships typically do not use metal shields to cover their portholes when navigating the warp.

Upon entering the subspace, the No. 5 boarding squad immediately saw the constantly changing light and shadow, color and blocks.

It was a vibrant, colorful scroll, filled with indescribable shapes, creatures, and buildings.

When the boarding crew saw the blood-red waves, tens of thousands of meters high, crashing towards them, while the ship passed straight through them, the men and women froze completely.

"Where are we?"

"It seems...it seems to be subspace..."

"Isn't there nothing in the subspace? So how come there are so many strange and unusual things here?"

"Calm down, everyone, calm down."

Pharmacist Wheeler acted as the temporary team leader, reassuring everyone over the internal communication channel:
"Don't believe your eyes, and don't question the truth of the Empire. I think what we're seeing might be related to the orcs' Geller force field. It's these green-skinned devices that distort light and shadow, creating an illusion."

The team members looked at each other, their MK3-type pointed masks filled with confusion.

"Wow! There's a pointy-beaked kid here! Help! There's a pointy-beaked kid here!"

Suddenly, a fart sprite fell through a crack in the ceiling, yelling and calling for Greenskin.

The boarding squad instantly went into combat mode, taking down the butt demon with a single shot, but this attracted even more enemies.

Suddenly, a rough voice came from the loudspeaker:

"Ah~ Great, I still have a few pointy-beaked boys on my boat to play with, this journey won't be too boring."

“That guy, ‘Poison Nail’ Axen, yes, it’s you.”

"I'll pick a tough kid and have a contest with you. Let's see who kills the most sharp-tongued kids. The winner lives, the loser dies! If you lose, I'll smash you into mincemeat!"

(End of this chapter)