Steel torrents pioneering a different world

Chapter 172 You say the other world is a Warhammer cesspool? Then I'm not sleepy anymore! (Continuing with more updates, please vote!)

"After the Phase II clinical trials are completed, we need to confirm that it's safe before making any further decisions, and if it's suitable..."

He touched his thinning hair and burst out laughing.

After laughing, Li Weiguo forced his attention back to the document, but when he saw the contents, the strangeness turned into utter astonishment.

pat!

"This is fucking..."

He picked up his teacup and took a sip of water, trying to suppress the shock and...excitement in his heart!
The thought processes of these researchers are becoming increasingly unpredictable.

"Hmm, I didn't expect to see so many things this time, they're all pretty...pretty great."

Li Weiguo laughed.

Whether it was the first repair drug, the later integrated and improved treatment for hair loss, or the "byproduct drug" that was even more powerful than "Viagra," all of them excited Li Weiguo.

He could even imagine the wonderful expression on Su Mingjin's face when she signed the report, as a lesbian.

Then, his wife came to mind.

As the saying goes, at thirty one is like a wolf, at forty like a tiger, and at fifty one is sitting on the ground...

Back in the day, Li Weiguo was a figure of immense power, comparable to the Little Overlord of Jiangdong.

Because of the ten-year delay from enlisting to discharge, he didn't get married until he was in his thirties.

Because he was a semi-combat hero, and his wife worked in a medical unit, he looked almost ten years younger.

Although the ten-year age gap made him love his wife even more, Li Weiguo had some unspeakable ailments.

Sigh, middle-aged men can't afford to suffer.

However, he was a man who had seen a lot, and he quickly recovered from the shock of the report, which was comparable to Viagra.

People also see the immense value hidden behind it.

Both the repair fluid and the two accidental byproducts were fantastic news for them.

He picked up the electronic pen and solemnly signed his name in the approval column.

"Our previous delicacies were all very impressive, easily generating an annual output value of over 100 billion yuan. This was under control. If we expand the output value, we could easily add another 200 billion yuan. We're not just producing counterfeit goods; we're producing real, hard currency."

Thinking of this, Li Weiguo started looking at the data about "Viagra" again.

Viagra was originally a byproduct developed by Pfizer for treating heart disease. After testing, it proved effective on specific areas and earned $300 billion in less than 25 years on the market.

Although the patent has expired and numerous alternatives have emerged, leading to a significant decline in Viagra sales, its annual sales revenue remains extremely high.

Moreover, the special Viagra that Li Weiguo saw was not only a simple, temporary boost to male potency, but it could also treat certain conditions.

This is a significant effect and a fantastic selling point.

"Although Viagra sales have declined significantly in recent years, the market for this product is still quite large. If it is applied to the market, the price will probably be quite high."

Lost in thought, I heard a knock on the office door.

"Come in."

Assistant Wang Kaixuan pushed open the door and entered, carrying some documents, with a very strange expression on his face.

"Mr. Li, Lin Li's new silly animation script might offer some new insights into some of our research difficulties..."

"Lin Li?" Li Weiguo raised an eyebrow; he was all too familiar with that name. "What kind of trouble has he gotten himself into this time?"

Lin Li is a person they are focusing on. He is the only person outside the official organization of the Time-Space Gate that everyone knows about, and he is also suspected of being the external owner of the Time-Space Gate.

The military obtains much of its information indirectly from the other side.

“I just finished reading his latest ridiculous animation script. Normally, there’s nothing wrong with that, but combined with what we’ve discovered before,” Wang Kaixuan pursed his lips, his face displaying a complex expression that was a mixture of seriousness and absurdity, “President Li, the content is very… strange. I personally think it might be related to more mysteries of the other world.”

"Oh?" Li Weiguo suddenly became interested, leaned forward slightly, and put down the documents in his hand. "Turn the script over here, let me take a look."

“Mr. Li, you should just watch the animation directly.” Wang Kaixuan shook his head, his expression becoming increasingly strange. “The other party is moving very fast and has already produced several episodes of silly animation. Just looking at the script… might not capture the essence.”

As he spoke, he began to operate the device, projecting a video message onto the office screen.

The video started with that familiar, simple, exaggerated, and silly style, accompanied by comical sound effects, which almost made Li Weiguo burst out laughing.

In the video, a well-equipped army enters an alternate world, clearing land, building infrastructure, and everything is thriving.

The animation is very positive. The pioneering team discovers various rare resources, transports them back to the modern world to exchange for a large amount of money, and then purchases more advanced equipment, forming a perfect positive cycle.

Li Weiguo nodded and smiled with satisfaction; this was in line with their current plan.

However, the animation's rhythm suddenly changed.

A new time portal appeared without warning, opened by an eagle from the modern world.

The opening scene was quite clever in its use of internet slang; it was when the eagle was setting in the west. In the initial shots, everything seemed peaceful and serene, with the occasional dark-skinned person snatching a bag or stabbing a female refugee from Ermao with a knife.

Then there was a loud bang in space, and a time portal appeared.

Then, one after another, giants nearly three meters tall appeared from among them.

The giants wore heavy, outdated-looking armor, carried familiar-looking powered backpacks on their backs, and wielded strange chainsaw-like melee weapons or powered weapons. A few carried rifles with a caliber of at least 25 millimeters... no, they were more like pistols.

The armored giants landed at a cosplay venue and saw many people dressed in blasphemous attire, causing the giant warriors to shout.

"The Emperor is above all, what a blasphemy this is."

Then, the battle broke out!

Those giant warriors with golden wings, subtle differences inside, and different paint schemes slaughtered the innocent people present.

Kill them all, regardless of gender.

Then, an even larger war broke out.

The fighting prowess displayed by those armored warriors caused Li Weiguo's pupils to shrink sharply.

Their speed was absurd; their running figures were almost blurry, and their weapons spat fire, each shot like a miniature cannonball.

In the animation, a giant charges forward alone under heavy machine gun fire and manages to tear through the defenses of a force of hundreds.

The giant's guns were also outrageous; one shot actually destroyed the Eagle's Abrams tank.

In the end, the Eagles had to deploy bombers and even use tactical missiles for a carpet bombing campaign to barely eliminate most of the dozens of giants.

Just as the Eagles thought the battle was over and were trying to recover the wreckage, the remaining comrades of the enemy activated a time portal and calmly withdrew, leaving behind only a mess and bewildered soldiers.

“This armor…this backpack…” Li Weiguo frowned as he looked at the ancient-looking design that even the silly cartoon style couldn’t hide.

A strong sense of déjà vu washed over me.

He was puzzled, but instead of speaking, he swiped the screen and opened the comment section of this ridiculous animation.

"Hilarious! What kind of absurd time travel is this? Giants in power armor battling a modern army?"

"Illiterate, this is a Warhammer Space Marine!"

"Hey, how did they end up with Space Marines in an alternate world exploration team? I have to admire the sheer audacity of this animation studio's imagination!"

"For the Emperor, I offer my loyalty!"

"Blood sacrifice to the Blood God, skull offering to the skull seat!"

"Loyal to the Emperor, are you kidding me? Look at those Space Marines: Shadowmoon Wolves! Word Bearers! Sons of the Emperor! Iron Warriors! And Midnight Lords! Uh, the only decent one might be Iron Hand, their loyalty is off the charts!"

"Goose, goose, goose..."

"All tactics to boarding! All fear to insufficient firepower! By the Emperor, purify the damned aliens!"

"What kind of rubbish animation is this, making the Space Marines so weak? Are they brain-dead? A Space Marine could rebuild civilization in the Industrial Age, and a few nuclear bombs wipe them out? The scriptwriters are such idiots, what do they know about Warhammer?"

"The Empress is a woman; anyone who doesn't wave the Empress's banner of beauty deserves to die."

"That's enough, Hammer fans upstairs. This is just a silly animation; just enjoy it for fun. Why take it so seriously?"

"I think this animation should be renamed 'Warhammer Counterattacks the Multiverse,' how hilarious!"

Looking at these scathing comments, Li Weiguo's forehead creased with a few black lines.

"Warhammer? Space Marine? Emperor?"

He muttered these completely unfamiliar words, each one conveying a deep sense of confusion.

Wang Kaixuan sighed: "President Li, at first I also thought that Lin Li's silly animations were silly for the sake of being silly."

“Your expression is off. Tell me quickly, what exactly are Warhammer, Emperor, and Space Marine?” Li Weiguo noticed the heaviness in his assistant’s tone.

Wang Kaixuan gave a bitter smile and nodded: "President Li, do you remember those things we discovered during the archaeological excavation in the other world? The giant DNA that we couldn't analyze, the remains of some weapons and power armor, and those giants..."

Li Weiguo's eyes narrowed, and he looked at Wang Kaixuan.

“Before, I just thought they looked familiar, but this time, after seeing Lin Li’s animations and these comments…” Wang Kaixuan took a deep breath and said, word by word, “I think those things are very likely… to be those guys from Warhammer!”

"Really?" Li Weiguo rubbed his throbbing temples, feeling as if his worldview had been shaken like never before. "Explain yourself clearly, what is true? Can you make it short? You've confused me!"

Li Weiguo has spent half his life dealing with equipment, logistics, and various documents. His knowledge of these things for young people is limited to the shows his grandchildren watch, such as "Balala the Fairies" and "Bald Qiang and the Bear Brothers".

Yes, and there's also "GG Bond".

Going back further, it's from the era of "Dragon Ball" and "Doraemon".

Now, his capable assistant is holding a silly animated film and telling him with a serious face that the things in it called "Warhammer" and "Space Marines" might actually be real.

This was even more outrageous and shocking to him than the previous report on a byproduct comparable to Viagra.

“Mr. Li, I know you’re very anxious right now, but you absolutely mustn’t be anxious, because… sigh, I’m extremely anxious too!” Wang Kaixuan rubbed his temples, then began to tell Li Weiguo about many things such as “Warhammer,” “Emperor,” “Space Marine,” “Four Gods,” and “The Great Shit Pit”…

Upon hearing this information, Li Weiguo lit a cigarette.

"So you're saying that the alien world we're currently exploring is actually a super! super! super cesspool!!!"

“Well… Mr. Li, it wasn’t written in Lin Li’s silly animation script, but Lin Li did mention some things from Warhammer.”

boom!
"Holy crap, meowahh ...

Li Weiguo broke down.

He stood up and became angry.

All the previous claims about baldness treatments, Viagra enhancers, and other miscellaneous things were all put to a panic by what Wang Kaixuan was talking about today.

"Wang Kaixuan, let me ask you again, what you're saying isn't true, is it?"

"Mr. Li, I don't know. Perhaps... perhaps only Lin Li knows these things."

Li Weiguo took a sip of water, his voice trembling, and then said, "No...yes...haha, Wang Kaixuan, actually we all know, no matter what, we have no choice! Wang Kaixuan, we have no choice."

He grabbed Wang Kaixuan's arm with great force: "No matter what, we cannot surrender and wait to die!"

"Whether they're some bullshit god or a race vying for universe domination, all I know is that they will all be reduced to dust by the will of our people and our army!!!"

"We will not tolerate anything that dares to prevent our people from living a good life!"

"Do you understand it?"

Wang Kaixuan stood up straight: "President Li, I always keep my mission in mind!"

“If there really are gods, and if they try to turn us into slaves, then we will tear them apart with our blood and flesh and with our teeth.”

"The universe is full of brilliant civilizations, and our history is short, but we must never kneel again. Our martyrs would not want to see us kneeling!"

After saying this, he instructed Wang Kaixuan to send out the document he had just been about to sign.

He then hid in his office and began to carefully study the information about "Warhammer".

"In the distant future, there will only be war!"

When he saw that the world was created by that damned troublemaker, who turned it into a space opera just to buy a hammer, he was so angry that his nose almost crooked.

"The Warhammer world blends medieval religious imagery, extreme nationalism, cosmic horror, and apocalyptic fantasy!"

"...social structures generally exhibit characteristics of rigid hierarchy, technological stagnation, and the dominance of faith over reason..."

"...Half of the Space Marine Legions mutinied. In the seventh year of the rebellion, Horus attacked the Imperial Palace on Earth, engaging the Emperor in a final battle, ultimately falling and dying, while the Emperor was severely wounded. The Emperor was then placed within the stasis field of the Golden Throne, kept running solely by psionic energy, requiring the daily sacrifice of a thousand psionic souls... The loyal Legions were split into warbands, and the remnants of the rebels retreated into the Eye of Terror warp rift..."

"...From then on, the human empire entered a long period of decline, ruled by bureaucrats and a state religion, with chaos, aliens, and internal strife constantly threatening the survival of civilization..."

Seeing this data, along with all sorts of outrageous settings, Li Weiguo had only one thought in his mind at this moment.

"Those stinking bastards, that damned GW Corporation! Just to buy pawns, they actually turned the entire universe into a defense of their own destiny!"

"Damn bastards! That wretched ZB family!!!"

"Grass!"

That afternoon, Li Weiguo stayed here, looking at the various bizarre settings of Warhammer, the Primarch, and some Space Marine settings...

He almost had a stroke from anger.

He poured pot after pot of tea until the tea flavor was gone, and then he stopped.

Then he lit one cigarette after another.

Amidst the swirling smoke, he seemed to see a figure.

He was dressed in golden armor, tall and imposing, and sat on a towering golden throne, looking at me with benevolent eyes!

Then, the golden armor changed shape and gradually transformed into a figure on a red banknote!
"child……"

"Holy crap... Aaaaaah!!"

Li Weiguo shuddered in fright, feeling as if it were all an illusion.

Then, startled, she pinched herself.

The intense pain told him that he had been overthinking things and was hallucinating, which relieved him.

"This matter needs to be reported... No, there are magical particles in the other world. If those things are the ones that drive psionic energy, then wouldn't the space-time continuum be a guarantee of safety? If we tell the warriors of the other world, will there be any problems?"

Thinking of this, Li Weiguo pursed his lips slightly.

"Eternal Emperor! Fight for Holy Terra!?"

"No, humanity is eternal, fighting for our motherland, fighting for our people!!!"

Li Weiguo said this to himself repeatedly, his gaze gradually hardening.
-
Inside a hotel in Lujiazui, Shanghai.

Zhong Mengyao sat on the edge of the bed, her fingertips tapping lightly on the cool glass tabletop, making a rhythmic tapping sound.

On television, news about the recent "Northwest Goods vs. Prefabricated Aliens" battle is being broadcast.

There was a lot of fun in it, which made her very happy.

Then the tablet screen lit up, and a message from Li Weiguo popped up.

Upon seeing this, Zhong Mengyao quickly opened the message and carefully reviewed the latest task arrangements.

"Do you understand the relationship between emperors and silly animation?"

She recited it to herself, her beautiful eyebrows furrowing slightly.

Emperor?

Which emperor?
Warhammer?

Why does it seem so familiar?

As for Lin Li's company's silly animation? She knew it very well, after all, it was Lin Li's main business, which she focused on.

But how did these seemingly unrelated things come together, and even prompt someone of Li Weiguo's stature to ask questions about them personally?

Zhong Mengyao first brought up the AI ​​search bar and searched for information about the relationship between "Warhammer and Emperor".

When she saw all sorts of outrageous information and compared it with the information sent by Li Weiguo, a look of astonishment appeared on her face.

"This...it can't be that unlucky, can it?"

If it really is the Warhammer universe, then this is going to be a lot of fun.

This isn't a "steel torrent conquering another world," but rather "the emperor's beasts of burden waging a holy cleansing war for the holy Terra!"

Zhong Mengyao took a sip of Luckin Coffee's coconut latte to calm herself down before bringing up Lin Li's files.

Looking at the various actions and activities of Lin Li after he created the "Time Travel Studio," her eyes became deep.

This seemingly harmless, even somewhat lazy young man has revealed too much. Just how many secrets does he hold?

Thinking about the absurd settings of the Warhammer world and the possible disastrous discovery of the "Four Vendors," Zhong Mengyao felt that her future was probably going to be extremely bleak!

Oh no, I'll have to work overtime!

"I hope all of this is... is..."

She didn't know what to think, and only hoped that it was all just Lin Li's irrational thinking.

Without delay, her fingers danced across another screen, sending several encrypted commands through special channels to several "insider ladies" who had been planted in Linli Company long ago.

……

More than an hour later, in the office area of ​​the "Time Travel Studio".

Lin Li was wearing headphones, staring intently at the screen.

"Damn it, that old guy! He's hiding in the grass and ambushing me again! My level 3 helmet and level 3 armor!" In the game, the character from "Delta Force" fell to the ground and turned into a square box.

Lin Li was so angry he almost smashed his mouse, cursing under his breath as he prepared to start the next game.

Just then, there was a gentle knock on the office door.

"Enter."

Lin Li shouted without looking up, preparing to start the next Delta Force game.

A head peeked in through the door; it was Liu Yitong, the company's lead artist.

This is a beautiful and hardworking female illustrator in the company, who is always willing to do all the work and makes it difficult for her boss to find an opportunity to scold her.

Last month, she negotiated a product placement ad in a silly animated film, which brought the company a net profit of 500,000 yuan after tax.

This huge sum of money was precisely what gave Lin Li the confidence to keep the studio running smoothly.

"What's wrong, Liu Yitong? Has your reputation been ruined? Or has the client made another ridiculous request?"

Lin Li took off his headphones, assuming it was work-related.

There are some companies on Douyin that specialize in reporting other people's videos. They specifically look for videos that are trending or about to become trending, and then report them.

Your video will then be throttled, and the restriction can only be lifted by paying a fee.

Their company had encountered something similar; it was quite outrageous.

"No, Mr. Lin." Liu Yitong seemed a little embarrassed today, with a blush on her fair and pretty face. "Well... it's my birthday today, and my parents want me to get along well with my colleagues at the company. You've always been very kind to me, so I was thinking of inviting you to join in the fun."

"A birthday celebration?" Lin Li was taken aback for a moment, then became wary. "Invite me? That's not a good idea. You're all young people; if I, the boss, go, you'll feel uncomfortable."

In fact, he wasn't much older than his colleagues.

However, there is a major taboo in the workplace—as a boss, you should not give gifts to your subordinates, especially female subordinates, on their birthdays.

This could lead some employees to mistakenly believe there is a relationship between the two parties, causing some to abuse their power and lose their authority within the company.

"No, no, Mr. Lin, you're so kind. We'll feel much more at ease if you come. You're the backbone of our studio, and the banquet can't be without you, except for me."

Liu Yitong quickly waved her hand, her words sounding exceptionally sincere.

Lin Li was puzzled. This girl was usually quite arrogant and introverted, so why was she being so proactive today?

He cautiously probed, "Um... it's not one of those parties where the boss has to step in and pay the bill at the end, is it? Also, I don't go to parties that are all girls. Nor do I go to parties that are just for two people."

Liu Yitong was taken aback by his question, then burst out laughing. Her clear laughter made Lin Li a little embarrassed.

"Mr. Lin, what are you thinking? I've already invited everyone from the studio." She blinked and said half-jokingly, "Don't worry, my family owns twenty properties in Shanghai, and my parents also run a company. They can afford to treat us to a meal."

"..."

The office suddenly became quiet.

In a fraction of a second, the wariness and hesitation on Lin Li's face transformed into an unprecedented enthusiasm and integrity.

"President Lin?" Liu Yitong called out softly, looking at his ever-changing expression.

"Go!" Lin Li slammed his hand on the table, stood up, and declared righteously, "Of course I'll go! Caring about employees' personal lives and actively participating in team building are my inescapable responsibilities as their boss!"

He immediately disconnected Delta Force, ignoring his cursing teammates, and then added in a heartbroken tone.

"Little... Yitong, why didn't you say so sooner? A birthday is such a big deal, we have to celebrate properly! Come on, let's go now! When the time comes, I'll have to really taste the wealth of this little rich girl from Shanghai!"

……

More than three hours later, the atmosphere in the private room had become incredibly lively, fueled by alcohol.

Several bottles of expensive red wine on the table were already empty. Several pretty young female employees surrounded Lin Li, smiling sweetly, toasting him one glass after another, their words of flattery never ceasing.

Some male animators felt envious and jealous, and then turned all of this into their appetite, eating and stuffing themselves.

"President Lin has an incredible capacity for generosity!"

"Our studio's success today is all thanks to your strategic planning, Mr. Lin!"

Lin Li, flattered and slightly smug, his face flushed from the drink, waved his hand dismissively: "No big deal, everyone sit down! Today is Yi Tong's birthday, everyone eat and drink to your heart's content, it's all on me... oh no, on Yi Tong's! It's on the beautiful Liu Yi Tong!!!"

Everyone burst into laughter, and the atmosphere became even more harmonious.

After three rounds of wine, five flavors of food.

Liu Yitong seized the opportunity, took a glass of orange juice, and sat down next to Lin Li, her face showing just the right amount of admiration and a hint of worry about being a lackey of the company.

"President Lin, our animation is getting more and more popular. I feel like I'm dreaming every time I look at the backend data." She started with a prelude, then changed the subject and continued, "However, I've been looking at our script lately, and the setting is getting grander and more complex. Now they've even added Space Marines, and the fans are going crazy over it. It's just... we've dug such a big hole, how are we going to fill it later?"

This is an excellent question, reflecting both an employee's concern for the company's future and an artist's dedication to the integrity of a story.

"Fill the hole?"

Lin Li let out a burp, picked up a piece of Dongpo pork and stuffed it into his mouth, saying indistinctly, "What hole are you trying to fill? I haven't decided yet!"

"what?"

Liu Yitong's smile froze.

"You...you haven't thought it through yet? Mr. Lin, this script is the foundation of the animation. If the setting can't be reconciled later, then our characters and story will be completely messed up?"

The other female graphic designer, who was also an insider, was astonished and quickly chimed in, "Yes, Mr. Lin, many long-time fans are urging us to update and want to see the later episodes. If we don't have a clear plan, and what we produce is different from what they expect, our reputation could easily collapse."

"Reputation?" Lin Li put down his chopsticks, picked up the glass of fresh orange juice in front of him, and drank it all in one gulp, smacking his lips as if he were drinking strong liquor.

He looked around at the core employees who had worked tirelessly for the company, and a sense of pride as the boss welled up within him.

"Xiao Liu, Xiao Wang, your vision is still too narrow!"

Lin Li shook a finger, lecturing with a hint of drunkenness, "What are we making? Silly animation! What's the essence of silly animation? It's all about having fun! Who cares about logic? Who cares about rigorous settings? As long as the audience enjoys it, advertisers are willing to invest money. Last month, after deducting rent and operating costs, we had a net profit of 500,000. Isn't that great?"

He got more and more excited as he spoke, and even stood up, one hand on his hip and the other pointing out the landscape.

"Listen to me, go all out! Forget about Space Marines, tomorrow add Chaos Demons, alien monsters, everything! The more outrageous, the more exciting, the better! Our goal is to utterly destroy the audience, not to be bound by a few tropes!"

"Everyone, if we can make it as funny as possible, we'll reap huge rewards, and I'll give everyone a bonus!"

"..."

Who cares about your bonus?

Liu Yitong and her companions exchanged glances, and each of their smiles seemed particularly strained.

The major discovery that the higher-ups were so worried about that they were almost losing their hair—"suspected entry into a planet in Warhammer"—became a silly plot for laughs in this guy's mouth.

We need to... intensify our efforts?
How are they supposed to report back to me?

The banquet finally came to an end amidst Lin Li's lofty discussions of "creative theories" and the forced smiles of a few employees who were actually working on the inside.

As soon as the birthday party ended, Liu Yitong immediately compiled her thoughts on the evening into a message and sent it to Zhong Mengyao.

Looking at the secretly filmed video on her phone screen with the words "go all out" and "do whatever's outrageous," Zhong Mengyao's temples throbbed.

She paused for a moment, then cleverly packaged this blood pressure-raising raw intelligence into a meticulously worded and detailed action report, highlighting the target's "extremely strong counter-surveillance awareness" and the possibility of "using absurd words and actions to cover up their true intentions."

After finishing that, he added a lengthy follow-up action plan of over a thousand words before clicking send.

……

Zhu Rihe, Logistics Command, Li Weiguo's office.

The clock had already struck 10:30 p.m., but Li Weiguo was still wide awake.

When he saw the report sent by Zhong Mengyao, especially the part about Lin Li's sudden inspiration that the "Warhammer" setting was just something he was "messing around with," he suddenly stood up from his chair.

"impossible!"

Li Weiguo's voice sounded particularly loud in the quiet office.

He paced back and forth, his brow furrowed, his mind racing.

"If the Warhammer universe and Space Marines didn't exist, that would be one thing, but they were added to the animation right after we discovered that Space Marines existed in that world and our research was at a standstill... How could that be a coincidence?"

"He said he hasn't figured out the plot yet? Ha!"

"A farcical plot? What is Lin Li hiding? Or... is he forced to give us these fragmented clues in this way because of some unavoidable predicament?"

Li Weiguo's gaze fell on the attachment to the report on the screen—a screenshot of a silly animation.

In the animation, the group of Space Marines wearing various colored armors are almost all notorious traitorous legions from the Warhammer universe.

"He deliberately included all the rogue Space Marines in the drawing, is he implying that these Space Marines are all enemies, rather than people we can communicate with?"

Li Weiguo recalled the scenes from the silly animation.

A new portal opened, and the Eagles, having exhausted the lives of many soldiers, failed to kill the Space Marines. In the end, they had to resort to tactical weapons to wipe out everything on the ground, including the Space Marines.

A terrible thought arose in his mind.

"It seems that he was indeed implying that..."

Li Weiguo suddenly stopped in his tracks, leaving only his heavy breathing in the office.

"Is he warning us that if we encounter Space Marines, we must take the most extreme measures? That cleansing scene wasn't some exaggerated technique from a silly animation, but the only solution!?"

Li Weiguo frowned.

He clicked on some of the previous reports about Deng Dakang again—a summary of the "high inspiration" phenomenon among soldiers in the frontline exploration unit.

The reports included various hallucinations among the soldiers. Some dreamt of their deceased parents, others of failing their college entrance exams, and still others of being dumped by their girlfriends and having them get together with their best friends…

"Are highly inspired warriors actually potential psionicists?"

"If you've sensed any unusual phenomena in this other world, it's actually the whispers of the subspace! Is it the temptation of an evil god?"

They take seductive whispers as sacred words and mad suicide as heroic courage!

Aren't these just the cannon fodder of various evil gods in the Warhammer universe, corrupted by chaos yet still believing themselves to be glorious?!
The more Li Weiguo thought about it, the uglier his face became.

"Damn it, the more I think about it, the more troublesome it becomes..."

Li Weiguo tugged at his collar in frustration, feeling a little breathless.

Looking at the information I've collected, my mind is racing with all sorts of thoughts.

Which is the most treacherous and cunning evil god in the Warhammer world, and who loves to play tricks and schemes?
Treachery!

An idea popped into my head uncontrollably.

Could Lin Li's appearance, along with this series of coincidences, be part of a huge conspiracy orchestrated by Tzeentch?
"I know you know what I want to know right now, don't you?"

"No!" Li Weiguo immediately dismissed the idea.

If it was truly Tzeentch's doing, his purpose should have been to infiltrate and corrupt silently, right?
After creating the time portal, should we remind them with a silly animation?

That would be too low-class, not befitting the high standards of the Master of Deception.
Is it possible that the other party simply enjoys seeing modern humanity descend into despair, and then offers this as a hint?

impossible.

Everything was just our investigation and findings, and then our own imagination.

The modern world cannot even contain magical particles, so an existence like Tzeentch must be subject to some kind of limitation!

"Time portal..."

Li Weiguo muttered to himself, an even more terrifying conjecture taking hold of his mind.

"The time-space gate countdown that we couldn't explain before is actually a barrier, a seal? It separates the two worlds and temporarily keeps those terrifying beings out."

"And what we call exploration is actually weakening this barrier!"

"The higher the exploration level, the shorter the cooldown time. Once the exploration level reaches 100%, will the spacetime portal disappear completely, or will it have no cooldown at all?"

"Will the barrier between the two worlds disappear then? Will magical particles seep into the modern world?"

Upon realizing this possibility, Li Weiguo's forehead instantly became covered in cold sweat.

If this speculation is indeed true, then it will not be exploration, but rather inviting a wolf into the house!

That would push the whole world into the abyss!

He grabbed the pen on the table, his fingers turning white from the force.

"Oh shit!"

A curse, suppressed with boundless rage and fear, echoed in the office.

"There are so many other worlds out there, have we really stumbled into this damned cesspool that is Warhammer?!"
-
The modern world, Shanghai!
The deafening music and boisterous cheers inside the KTV room were shut out by the heavy door.

Lin Li waved his hand, politely declining several employees who wanted to take him out for a late-night snack. Amidst well-meaning reminders like "Take care, boss" and "Be careful on the road," he got into a taxi.

Outside the car window, the city's neon lights rushed past, leaving behind blurry streaks of light.

The effects of the alcohol were rising, and my head was spinning.

Back in his rented apartment, Lin Li fumbled for his key, opened the door, stumbled, and fell onto the bed in a perfect "Tai" shape.

The world is finally quiet.

Today's birthday party really exhausted him. First, he was toasted repeatedly at the dinner table, and then he was forced to drink a lot of alcohol at the karaoke. Even with his body enhanced by the source energy, he couldn't withstand the barrage of alcohol.

A body of flesh and blood is still a body of flesh and blood, and it is bound to experience fatigue.

The questions from his employees, especially the pretty girls in the animation team, were still echoing in his mind.

"Boss, what's the plan for the next episode of the new silly animation? Is it going to be about an emperor descending into another world and spreading something?"

"Will those Space Marines ever enter the modern world? That's so cool! How will humanity deal with them?"

"How should the rest of the story be written?"

What happens next?

Lin Li twitched the corner of his mouth; he had no idea what the subsequent plot would be like.

The reason he suddenly decided to have the animation team rush to produce that thing was purely because of what he had glimpsed through his high-dimensional vision.

Through the unique high-dimensional perspective of the time portal, he was able to witness the entire process of Professor Dou Hanwen's team excavating the ruins.

When those massive power armors were cleared out, a strange sense of familiarity made his heart skip a beat.

To confirm, he looked at it for a long time.

He saw Professor Wu Shengli's laboratory and saw a clear analysis report on the screen: "A large number of ceramic and metal elements were detected in the skeletal sample."

Those heavy power armors looked very similar to some weird game I remember!
ceramics...metals...

"Space Marine".

"Holy Emperor!"

"Four peddlers!"

All sorts of information exploded in his mind, almost causing him to lose his composure on the spot.

Although he didn't discover any gods in that world, nor did he sense any so-called subspace, the mere mention of Space Marines was enough to put him on his guard at the highest level.

That's the infamous Warhammer Shithole!

A terrifying world where one wrong step can lead to utter ruin.

What could he do? Run straight to the entrance of the relevant department and shout, "Are you going to start a war?"
Anyway, he has an understanding with the authorities.

Therefore, he could only communicate with humans through animation.

By accelerating the process, the studio's staff created silly animations.

Because he was worried about the danger, he included the rebel legions in the story and portrayed the Space Marines' obsessive traits in the most exaggerated and ridiculous way.

A prompt, a warning.

He gave a friendly suggestion, but whether the pioneering team could see it and understand its meaning was beyond his control and not something he wanted to consider.

However, judging from the current situation, they seem to have discovered it and have started asking these questions frequently.

Lin Li turned over and buried his face in the pillow, overwhelmed by the strong effects of alcohol and exhaustion.

Go to sleep, and when you wake up it will be a new day.

As for more clues about the other world whose door he kicked open...

who cares.

When the sky falls, there are always tall people to hold it up.

All he wants to do right now is get a good night's sleep.

Before consciousness completely sank into darkness, a thought popped up out of nowhere.

Come to think of it, the funding for the animation production was actually allocated by the relevant government departments...

Did they use their money to make an animation to warn themselves?

This move... feels a bit too flashy, doesn't it?

Lin Li's lips curled up uncontrollably before he fell into a deep sleep.

(End of this chapter)