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Chapter 174 Endless Joy! Fighting against the gods is endless fun! (Please subscribe)

People often encounter a series of problems due to various unexpected situations.

I intended to focus on A, but various reasons always led to errors or omissions in B.

This is the uncertainty of a career.

Suddenly being pulled into the modern world and subjected to a detailed, mysterious questionnaire, Deng Dakang's previously steady progress on some tasks was brought to a standstill.

However, there are gains and losses in balancing work and rest.

After two consecutive days of waiting and rest, Deng Dakang, who had been tormented for a long time, suddenly thought of some things he had never thought of before.

They were too fanatical.

Researchers have been too radical in their studies of those energies.

"Steady progress and safety first" has always been the principle emphasized by the pioneering team.

Humanity is currently feeling its way across the river, but they might intensify their questioning of the otherworldly natives, especially the elves, to gather more clues and ensure they understand the consequences of magic going out of control.

He believed that interrogation experts were capable of handling these kinds of matters.

After returning, Deng Dakang prepared to write a business plan.

After parting ways with Wang Hu, Deng Dakang went straight to the silent consulting team sitting at a table in the corner of the cafeteria.

When Zhang Chiyun, who was in the lead, saw him approaching, he nodded slightly as a greeting.

"Advisor Zhang," Deng Dakang said without any formalities, pulling out a chair and sitting down. "I'm sure you've all noticed that the tests these past two days have been quite unusual, haven't you?"

Zhang Chiyun nodded, his gaze deep and thoughtful: "To my shame, I am nearly sixty years old and have never had such a test before!"

"I feel this is very strange, and I don't know why the higher-ups would go to such lengths to conduct a questionnaire survey."

“Yes, it’s quite a complicated process!” Deng Dakang nodded. “I think it’s something powerful but fraught with unknown risks that the authorities have discovered, but for some reason, they can’t disclose it to us for the time being.”

"Powerful but fraught with unknown risks?" A younger advisor beside him frowned. "Professor Deng, what are your guesses?"

“It’s not really a guess!” Deng Dakang shook his head, looking at everyone present, and said, word by word, “I suspect that headquarters is afraid that we brought back some kind of ‘meme contamination’ from another world, or maybe some kind of ‘extraterrestrial demons.’ Something that could bring contamination just by knowing information about it. Fortunately, we didn’t find anything after our investigation, otherwise everyone would definitely not be in such a relaxed environment.”

As soon as this statement came out, everyone in the audience was shocked.

"How should we deal with this kind of threat?"

“I don’t know either!” Deng Dakang said with a worried expression. “However, although I don’t know how to deal with it, I know how to develop and acquire more things to deal with those conceptual things.”

"Oh, Professor Deng, please explain in detail!"
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Just as Deng Dakang was analyzing the pros and cons with everyone, another storm was quietly brewing.

The atmosphere in the meeting room, which was off-limits to unauthorized personnel, was so tense it was almost palpable.

The relatively young Wang Kaixuan distributed a stack of questionnaires, still warm from the ink, that had just come out of the printing press to the relevant managers in various departments.

These people were either combat unit commanders who had just returned from a rotation in another world, or heads of logistics and research units; each of them was a pillar of their unit.

However, the silence maintained in the meeting room was instantly broken when they saw the contents of the questionnaire.

"Secretary Wang, what kind of questionnaire is this? How can it be so...unreliable?"

A colonel frowned deeply, pointed at the words on the questionnaire, and unconsciously raised his voice.

"What do you mean by your loyalty to the Emperor? What the hell, which military region does the Emperor belong to?!"

His shout was like igniting a powder keg, and the others started discussing it.

"These questions are outrageous. Is this a new psychological assessment test?"

"Secretary Wang, how are we supposed to explain this to our subordinates? It could undermine morale."

Wang Kaixuan did not answer immediately. He simply watched everyone quietly until they had vented their surprise and doubts before gently tapping the table with his knuckles.

Boom, boom.

The crisp sound easily silenced the entire conference room.

"Gentlemen," Wang Kaixuan's gaze swept over each of them, "I understand your confusion. But what I'm asking of you now is not understanding, but execution."

He paused, his tone leaving no room for argument: "No unnecessary questions, no unnecessary conversation. Everyone distribute the questionnaires, and each person fills them out carefully. Yes or no, know or don't know, that's all. Seal them immediately after completion and hand them to me personally. This is an order."

The group exchanged bewildered glances. From Wang Kaixuan's unwavering gaze, they discerned a crucial fact—something terrible had happened.

"Yes, we'll fill it out immediately."

They were the first to receive the questionnaire, and once they were approved, the massive machine started running again.

From frontline camps to rear bases, from research laboratories to logistics warehouses, seemingly absurd questionnaires were quickly distributed.

The communications officer repeatedly told everyone that they had to write individually and were not allowed to communicate during the process.

At first, most of the soldiers and staff who received the questionnaire were confused, and some even thought it was an April Fool's joke.

"Warhammer? Isn't that the game I played in college? It was pretty cool!" one of the soldiers said with a chuckle.

"Keep your voices down! Didn't you hear what the class monitor said? No discussion allowed. Fill it out and hand it in!"

"There's nothing to discuss. That Corpse King didn't say a word about it."

"Shut up! Get back to writing, stop babbling."

"well!"

People from various positions, as well as those who had been to the other world, began to write down their experiences with Warhammer.

However, as questionnaires were collected and compiled, the data clerk in charge of statistics looked increasingly grim.

In Wang Kaixuan's office, a statistical report marked "urgent" was delivered to his desk.

He looked at the preliminary data and then gasped!
"So many people know this?"

There are far more people here who know the concept of Warhammer than they thought!

Surprisingly, quite a few of them were among the combat personnel who frequently entered and exited other worlds.

If that thing really is just a concept, then...

This is not just bad, it's like a Damocles' sword hanging over our heads!
Wang Kaixuan took the documents to Li Weiguo: "Report, Mr. Li, the preliminary screening results are in, and the situation... is more serious than the worst-case scenario!"

Li Weiguo looked at the data and remained silent for a moment: "Investigate thoroughly! Investigate all the frontline combat personnel in the other world operation as well, and conduct more investigations on scientists, especially those who are emotionally agitated."

After listening, Wang Kaixuan took a deep breath and said decisively, "Understood!"

"President Li, after the people from the other world were discovered, I have requested to activate the quarantine plan. All known personnel, regardless of rank or position, should be immediately placed under the highest level of quarantine and investigation! Subsequently, they should be identified to determine whether they possess any dangerous characteristics."

Thinking about the warp settings of the Warhammer universe, Li Weiguo opened his mouth, then nodded: "Mm!"
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Another world, frontline command post.

Su Mingjin rubbed her temples. On the electronic sand table in front of her, another green dot representing her own drone went out.

The video signal also went out, clearly indicating that it was damaged in a fall from a great height.

"Damn it, another one's totaled!"

Commander Man cursed in a rough voice, so angry he wanted to smash the table.

"The number of damaged drones is too high."

They dispatched a large number of flying devices to investigate the southern forest belt.

For example, modified drones, fiber optic drones, and various other types of drones are fast, but their speed of tens of kilometers is too long. Birds seem to have also discovered that fiber optic lines are key to communication, and some fiber optic lines are often destroyed for unknown reasons.

"Let's continue launching the drones later. We can't let too much equipment loss prevent us from verifying the Pokémon's movements in the southern forest."

The drone commander's expression was also grim: "President Su, perhaps we should move further into the forest. The farther away our bird defense system and ultrasonic bird deterrent are, the less effective they become."

To be precise, the birds in the forest have gone mad. Their drones are fine hovering in the forest, but once they get closer, the drones are easily destroyed.

The current limit for humans to fly south is 30 kilometers. Even if we could zoom in by more than 10 kilometers to explore in depth, the density of exploration would be greatly reduced.

Su Mingjin stared at the area on the tactical map that represented an unknown threat, and said calmly, "The place where we discovered the traces of the elves yesterday is in this area. If the General Staff's judgment is correct, the elven sentries have already begun to move out, and the main force could be pressing forward at any time."

She looked up, a resolute glint in her eyes: "Don't skimp on the drones, go for saturation reconnaissance! We need to find out what's hiding in the forest!"

"Yes!"

The drone commander received the order, but there was no sign of relief on his face.

As everyone was exchanging intelligence, the lieutenant colonel in charge of logistics walked in.

"General Su, Commander Man! Our energy protection equipment stockpile is running low. After Professor Deng and the High Spiritualist were transferred away, the failure rate of printing disposable special protective equipment has increased dramatically. The newly produced talismans are not keeping up with the demand. The frontline soldiers are suffering from the corrosive effects of mind magic every day."

"How long can it be used?" Commander Man asked directly.

"It can only last for fifteen days at most!"

Commander Man's eyes twitched as he listened.

He really wanted to complain about his superiors; the sudden recall of the special advisors to the modern world for a questionnaire survey was extremely irrational.

This is probably like fighting a war and then running out of shells.

Instead of providing them with more firepower support or giving them extra firepower, their superiors actually hindered them.

Su Mingjin rubbed her temples and looked at the head of logistics: "I have already sent the emergency report to General Manager Li. Headquarters has promised that new support will arrive by tomorrow at the latest."

She said that, but she wasn't sure in her heart.

This transfer order is suspicious in every way; it doesn't seem like a regular rotation, but more like a thorough investigation that disregards the cost.

Before anyone could say anything more, a middle-aged man in casual clothes, with an upright posture, walked in. It was Di Taining, the one who had investigated Deng Dakang earlier.

He had a poker face, which was out of place among the many commanders.

As soon as the brigade commander saw the person walking in his direction, he instinctively felt uncomfortable, and his eyes immediately narrowed.

"you are?"

The newcomer was Di Taining. He stood at attention with a blank expression and saluted Commander Man: "Hello, Commander Su, Commander Man, Commander Fu. I am here on orders from Commander Li's office to carry out the second phase of the quarantine plan investigation."

"Investigation? Investigate what? And what is the quarantine plan?"

"I'm sorry, Commander Man, I cannot tell you this information! I can only say that a questionnaire survey needs to be conducted throughout the entire army at the front. It's a very important survey!"

Commander Man was furious. He stood up abruptly, rushed to Di Taining, and spat almost in Di Taining's face. "The soldiers are on the front lines carrying out combat missions, and the unit's drones are falling down one after another. And you come to me saying you want to conduct a large-scale investigation? I don't care what your plan is, bring the people back immediately! Otherwise, I can't fight this battle!"

Di Taining didn't even blink; he simply placed the encrypted file box on the table.

"Commander Man, please don't get agitated. This is an order from higher command, an order concerning the safety of all soldiers!"

His voice carried an unyielding coldness.

Su Mingjin held down Commander Man, who was about to lash out again. She stared at the file box, then looked at Di Taining's expressionless face, suppressing her displeasure.

"Mr. Di, is everyone included in this investigation?"

“Yes, Mr. Su.” Di Taining opened the box and took out a stack of brand-new questionnaires. “This applies to everyone who has had contact with the other world, without exception. This is your questionnaire. Please fill it out alone and do not discuss the contents with anyone. This applies to everyone!”

Su Mingjin took the questionnaire; the paper still smelled of printing ink.

Her gaze fell on the paper.

Do you know Warhammer?

Do you know anything about Space Marines?

"Please briefly describe the Space Marine's modification surgery."

"Please briefly explain the meaning of 'corpse starch'."

……

As she reviewed each question, Su Mingjin frowned.

These words are absurd and bizarre, completely unrelated to the real war before our eyes, yet they exude a strange feeling.

She sized up Di Taining: "Was it related to this that the people we had previously transferred away?"

Highly inspired individuals... supported by various special advisors... subject to the highest level of scrutiny...

She always felt that there was something her superiors hadn't explained to them clearly.

Di Taining's expression finally changed slightly. He solemnly met Su Mingjin's gaze: "President Su, everything is top secret before the questionnaire is released. Please abide by the rules and don't make things difficult for us."

This sounds like a request, but it's actually a warning.

Su Mingjin fell silent. She understood that this was not an ordinary investigation, but a screening process.

“Alright.” She lowered her head again, picked up her pen, and said, “Everyone, aren’t you going to fill out the questionnaire?”

As a woman, besides military and history, her biggest hobbies are looking at psychological data and singing opera. She knows nothing about the games and models that young people play.

do not know.

Don't understand.

Unheard of.

She filled it out quickly, with almost no hesitation.

The brigade commanders next to them exchanged a glance, their brows furrowed as they began filling out what they considered an utterly bizarre questionnaire.

"Corpse starch? Starch made from corpses?"

While internally complaining about this, Commander Man obediently picked up his pen and drew a big X next to each question.

And there's also a first-sense description of it!
The only sound in the meeting room was the swishing of pens on paper.

Soon, everyone had finished filling out the forms.

Di Taining took the questionnaire and looked at it carefully. His tense facial lines finally softened.

Seeing Su Mingjin looking over, he nodded slightly, confirming that Commander Man and the others had passed the review.

Following that, the other commanders in the command center also underwent one-on-one questionnaire surveys.

Fortunately, most of the core members of the command were officers of similar age to Brigade Commander Man, who had spent their lives studying tactics and military strategy and knew nothing about these subcultures. They all looked blank when faced with the questionnaire.

"Space Marines? Are they our newly developed space troops?"

"A warhammer? For cracking walnuts?"

As he watched the clean questionnaires being collected, Di Taining's expression became increasingly relaxed.

However, as he walked out of the command post and prepared to go to the ordinary soldiers' camp, Brigade Commander Man suddenly called out to him from behind.

"Mr. Di, what exactly are these?"

Di Taining stopped in his tracks, turned around, and saw Commander Man's dark face with a cryptic smile: "Commander Man, if you knew this, you could easily be quarantined!"

Commander Man: "..."

……

Another world, the Ruins Mountains.

Lang Junshi frowned as he looked at the file title that popped up on the encrypted terminal.

"Each department should provide its own response; sharing or exchanging information about this matter is prohibited."

"What's going on? Why all the secrecy?" he muttered.

The soldier supervising nearby tapped on the table and pointed to the camera flashing a red dot in the corner: "Sergeant Lang, please pay attention to discipline."

Lang Junshi pursed his lips and opened the so-called questionnaire.

"Please fill in the blood sacrifice XX, X offering X seats."

Do you know anything about 'Space Marines'?

Please briefly explain the meaning of 'motor enthusiast'.

Lang Jun was completely bewildered. He had been a martial arts fan since childhood, but later switched to fantasy and cultivation novels, and was completely clueless about these foreign things.

Motor oil guy?
Does that sound like someone who repairs locomotives?
Nothing beats the elegance of flying on a sword.

Space Marines?

Just hearing the name makes you feel like they are elite combat soldiers in space.

It sounds cool, but isn't it just a more sophisticated form of cannon fodder?

Instead of wasting time researching this, wouldn't it be better to just use the Great Wilderness Imprisoning Heaven Finger?
Without hesitation, he spun his pen quickly and wrote "I don't know" or "I've never heard of this" after each question.

At the same time, all frontline units received this urgently prepared questionnaire.

Near the sea, Zhao Chong's squadron was resting. A young soldier gripped the questionnaire tightly the moment he saw it.

"What's going on... How did Warhammer suddenly appear? Why are there so many questions?" He frowned as he looked at the "No Talking" message at the top of the document.

His comrade next to him looked at his teammate with a puzzled expression: "What's wrong with you?"

The young soldier swallowed hard: "Stop talking, the cameras are watching us. Don't worry about me, just focus on writing your answers!"

On the forest front, Wu Mudi's combat brigade also conducted various surveys and questionnaires.

When a company commander collected the questionnaires, he found one of them filled with densely written information.

Some questionnaires even featured a lifelike double-headed eagle emblem and an Ω symbol.

"This person must be a veteran, right?"

He frowned, expressionless, and pulled out the questionnaire, placing it separately into another encrypted file folder.

As the survey questionnaires were compiled, a silent storm was quietly brewing in every corner of the other world.

The news flew back to the rear like snowflakes and was gathered by Di Taining.

On the data chain, red dots light up on the map of the other world, representing each "specially marked" questionnaire.

In an engineering corps camp, the number of red soldiers was exceptionally high.

Di Taining's jawline tightened, and his heart sank.

"Is it too much?"

When the final statistics popped up, his tense nerves suddenly relaxed.

The number of people who know about Warhammer: less than nine per thousand.

There are over ten thousand people in this other world, but only a little over a hundred know about Warhammer, which is an extremely low number.

He let out a long breath, leaned back in his chair, and tapped his fingertips lightly on the cold tabletop.

Fortunately, the situation hasn't gotten to the worst point.

He pulled up the data details and continued to look at what other people knew about Warhammer.

"I don't know anyone in Dou Hanwen's archaeological team."

"I don't know any of the members of Lang Junshi's team."

Ditanin narrowed his eyes: "The troops and archaeologists who discovered the Space Marine remains didn't know about it. Could it all be a coincidence?"
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The command center in the modern world.

The password for decryption was entered into the encrypted hard drive, and the data appeared one by one. Wang Kaixuan looked at the list on the data disk and narrowed his eyes slightly.

"A total of ninety-nine people who knew Warhammer were discovered."

"The medical team has seven people. The far northern outpost has a squad of thirteen people, and they're all Warhammer World players?"

Wang Kaixuan stood up, paced back and forth in the room, and then lit a cigarette.

These soldiers are all elites selected from thousands of troops, and are the most precious treasure of human civilization.

But now, some of them, knowing about Warhammer and those evil gods, may become ticking time bombs.

Most of the people who discovered Warhammer are quite strange.

Nine--

The treacherous and wondrous number of the Lord of Deception.

This is a number of people compiled from the intelligence information analysis department.

seven--

The sacred number of Nurgle, the father of decay.

The medical team from earlier.

Is it a coincidence?

By summing up all the numbers, we can find that there are ninety-nine people.

This is a multiple of nine, and a highly symbolic one at that.

With trembling hands, he opened another report.

"Third Combined Arms Battalion, six men."

"Second reconnaissance company, eight men."

Slaanesh's sixth!

Khorne's Eight!

A series of auspicious numerical coincidences, like a cold, venomous snake, coiled around his heart, tightening its grip ever more.

"Damn it!" Wang Kaixuan couldn't help but swear, veins bulging on his forehead.

This doesn't seem to be something that can be explained by coincidence!
He took a deep breath and forced himself to calm down.

Don't panic, panic will only lead to chaos.

He picked up the documents and knocked directly on Li Weiguo's office door.

"Mr. Li, I am Wang Kaixuan."

"Come in, the data is out?"

"Well, the preliminary results of the investigation into the Warhammer cognitive contamination in the other world are in." Wang Kaixuan licked his dry lips, trying to make his voice sound calm. "The situation... is more complicated than we expected, and... much more bizarre."

He put down the document and then reported the strange coincidences in the numbers in detail.

Then, he deliberately compiled a list of some coincidences of sacred numbers and showed it to Li Weiguo.

Li Weiguo remained silent for a long time.

Wang Kaixuan was also very nervous; he could even hear his own heart pounding like a drum.

After a long silence, Li Weiguo finally spoke. His voice was devoid of any emotional fluctuation, yet it carried an undeniable weight.

"Sigh... Send an order to Su Mingjin, telling her to spare no effort to speed up the interrogation of the alien natives, especially regarding clues about the 'Ancient Giant Battlefield Ruins'."

"Yes!"

“Furthermore,” Li Weiguo paused, “you personally draft a recall list, citing ‘special psychological counseling training’ as the reason. Bring all those young men who know Warhammer back to me safely.”

"understand!"

After Wang Kaixuan left, Li Weiguo rubbed his temples and walked to the huge map of another world.

Looking at everything before him, his eyes were as deep as the sea.

They desperately needed to figure out whether that new world was humanity's hope or a vast, eerie place already filled with pawns by evil gods.

After pacing back and forth for a long time, he finally picked up another document on the table and looked at the detailed information that Wang Kaixuan had compiled.

"Dou Hanwen's archaeological team and Lang Junshi's guard squad are completely unaware..."
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Another world, a prisoner-of-war area.

When Gong Pengfei saw that the colleague sent by headquarters was actually his old friend and former rival, Di Taining, a look of astonishment flashed across his face, followed by undisguised hostility.

"How did you come?"

"If you can come, why can't I?" Di Taining said with a smile. "Senior Brother Gong, we are the most outstanding professionals in our class."

"And then what? The perennial runner-up comes here to continue being the perennial runner-up?" Gong Pengfei said with a sneer.

Di Taining's forehead veins bulged, but he quickly regained his composure: "I think it's time for a change. Only after I get here will you become the perennial runner-up. By the way, Xiaoyu was talking about having an old classmates' reunion! Come along sometime."

Gong Pengfei's expression immediately became somewhat out of control.

Di Taining grinned at Gong Pengfei's expression, then spread his hands: "Senior brother, have you finished preparing all the materials they asked you to?"

Gong Pengfei gritted his teeth and forced a smile, saying, "Of course everything is ready. I hope it can be of help to you!"

"Thank you, senior brother! You've worked hard!"

"No! It's hard!" Gong Pengfei said through gritted teeth.

Only after Gong Pengfei left did Di Taining open the document.

A detailed investigation report on otherworldly spirits.

After some time, Di Taining closed the report handed over by Gong Pengfei and curled his lips.

The whole thing is just textbook nonsense: the taboos of elves, psychological stress assessment, how to comfort them...

Brother Gong is still the same as always, steady and methodical, which also means there's nothing new to him.

Hoping to uncover clues about the "Ancient Giant Battlefield Ruins" that the higher-ups demanded be discovered as soon as possible using these materials is simply a pipe dream.

He set the report aside for the time being and instead drafted a new interrogation plan and authorization request.

Gong Pengfei did the right thing, gradually reducing the elves' wariness and then obtaining more information.

If it were him, he would have done the same.

However, times change.

He was very good at picking peaches.

After reviewing the information, he decided to be more decisive!
After writing the interrogation plan, he also wrote an interrogation authorization letter. Instead of going to Gong Pengfei, he knocked directly on Su Mingjin's office door.

A few minutes later, Di Taining walked toward the interrogation area with a smile, holding a document stamped with a red seal and signed.

Upon arriving at the location, they spotted Tang Huanzhu, the leader of the interrogation team.

"Oh, Teacher Di? You're here too?"

"Oh, it's Xiao Tang. This is the authorization document! I'd like to ask a few questions about the prisoner."

Tang Huanzhu took the document from his hand, glanced at its contents, and immediately frowned: "You want to interrogate the elf alone? This is not in accordance with the regulations set by Team Leader Gong!"

"President Su's order is to handle this as a special case."

Di Taining waved the document in front of her, and Su Mingjin's flamboyant signature and bright red seal made her swallow the rest of her words.

“But…” Tang Huanzhu was still worried. “Alright, who do you want to interrogate? We need to ensure the safety of the prisoners.”

“Annis, the first elf captured by the warriors.”

"How do we solve the language problem? Do we need to arrange for a translator?" Tang Huanzhu pressed, this being the most basic question.

Di Taining smiled, revealing a set of white teeth: "Don't worry, a female colleague will accompany you throughout the interrogation, so there won't be any unexpected incidents that could disrupt our strategic plans. As for the language... that's a minor issue."

His relaxed demeanor left Tang Huanzhu with a bellyful of questions stuck in her throat, and in the end she could only nod: "Well... okay, let's go prepare."

Half an hour later, in a specially modified isolation interrogation room.

Anise was taking small bites of a banana, a native of Earth, one of her few pleasures.

The door opened, and two people walked in, a man and a woman, whom I didn't recognize, dressed in very neat casual clothes.

Di Taining finished adjusting a silver-white square instrument on the table and nodded to his female colleague, Sister Liu, beside him.

"Translation device activated, brainwave perception link stable, low power output mode activated." Sister Liu's voice was very calm.

"Thanks for your hard work."

Ditai Ning then turned his gaze to the elf opposite him.

It must be admitted that even after being imprisoned for so long, her beauty remains stunning.

However, her signature emerald green hair had lost its original luster and looked somewhat dry, which diminished her otherworldly aura and made her look more like a long-eared human girl in distress.

Annies felt nervous being stared at like that; she placed her hands on her knees and unconsciously gripped the hem of her dress.

Di Taining didn't speak immediately, but instead had Sister Liu push a plate of cut fruit over.

"Hello, Annies, we mean no harm."

His voice was gentle, and it was translated into the Wildling language through the translation device, making it easy for Annie to understand.

Anise looked up at the magical artifact beside her that was speaking a savage language, her eyes filled with astonishment.

Human magical artifacts can actually translate languages?

“We won’t talk about war today, nor about your defenses. We won’t discuss sensitive information about your tribe.” Ditanin leaned forward slightly, his hands crossed on the table. “Your answer will determine whether we consider your tribe a friend or an enemy. This is not just about war, but also about… peace.”

Annis swallowed nervously, looking at the smiling human in front of her, and for a moment she didn't know how to respond.

"What...do you want to know?"

“I want to hear a story.” Di Taining’s eyes deepened. “A very, very old story. So old that your people may have already regarded it as a legend to comfort children.”

He paused for a moment, then asked, word by word.

"A story about giants in the far north and the place where giants fell."

After he finished speaking, he carefully observed Annie across from him.

The other party looked blank, seemingly completely unaware of the war of giants.

Seeing the other person's expression, Di Taining's relaxed expression slightly faded: "Excuse me, are you familiar with the 'Ancient Frost Giant Battlefield' that the humans of the far north speak of?"

Her face was filled with confusion as she looked at the human in front of her.

What battlefield? What ancient frost giants?
"I do not know!"

"So, do you know the history of the far north?"

Annie shook her head again.

After some time, Annies was asked to return, while Ditanin and his colleague Ms. Liu exchanged glances.

"Why didn't she know anything about it? That doesn't make sense."

"Is it a problem with her elven heritage? She's quite young, so it's normal that she doesn't know these things?"

“Annis is almost 200 years old. Although she is still considered a minor among the elves, surely she should know her surroundings well?” Ditanin rubbed his shoulder. “We need to question the other prisoners.”

"Among those elven captives, who performed better?"

"Loris, an elf named Loris!"

"Alright, bring him over for further questioning. This matter needs to be thoroughly investigated as soon as possible."

"Ok!"

A few hours later, the two sent back the less-than-pleasant news from the interrogation.
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In the modern world, Li Weiguo, Wang Kaixuan, and many other command posts, especially those familiar with Warhammer, were watching a video of Ditanin interrogating several female elves.

Ditanin took out a picture of a Space Marine and handed it to the female elf captive Annies.

"Don't you recognize these tall soldiers?"

"Don't recognize him! Is he a human warrior?"

"You have absolutely no memory of this?"

"no!"

"You know about the Frost Giant Battlefield Ruins? A place that's become a forbidden area?"

"do not know!"

……

Do you know anything about gods? Gods of humankind?

"Human gods? I know humans have many beliefs: the god of death, the god of dragons, the god of war, the god of wisdom, the seven gods, the new gods, the old gods, the god of light, the god of cold, the god of the sea, the Titan gods, and the gods of the dwarves. Which god are you talking about?"

"Could you elaborate on the gods of war and wisdom?"

"Humanity's god of war is indeed a god of war, a man wielding a sword. Humanity says he represents courage, order, and force, but in my eyes, he's just a coward!"

Does the god of war have any doctrines?

"Honor, courage, protection, responsibility, and justice, but our elders say that the gods of war are not honorable at all. They are good at intrigue and sneak attacks and never protect the weak."

"What about the god of wisdom that humanity worships?"

"The Goddess of Wisdom? The Goddess of Wisdom is a woman. The elders say that the human Goddess of Wisdom is a cunning and deceitful god, not a wise one at all. She is full of schemes and tricks, a thoroughly evil god."

"Then, do you know anything about the human emperor?"

"Human emperors? What are those? I only know about the immortal emperors of the Dragon Empire, the Dragon Kings of the Valyrian Empire, and the kings of the Greenlands. I didn't know humans had emperors!"

"Do you know any other gods?"

"That's all I know!"

"Then, may we worship your Mother Goddess?"

This was followed by Annie's complete silence.

The video also ends here.

The last frame of the video froze on the silent and tense face of the elf Anise, and the conference room fell into a long silence.

Li Weiguo tapped his fingers lightly twice on the table, the crisp sound breaking the stagnant air.

“Annis is the most cooperative of the prisoners so far. She has kept every word of the Elven core information. The other elves have given roughly the same information, so that’s all the information for now.”

He glanced around, his gaze steady: "They are very secretive about the elven mother goddess, but when they talk about human deities, it's like gossiping in the neighborhood—full of prejudice. Hmm, it could also be an artistic embellishment born from the elves' long-standing hostility towards human beliefs."

"Everyone, please share your thoughts."

Professor Yun Ruiyu, who was in charge of research on otherworldly mythologies in the Intelligence Department, pushed down his glasses and was the first to speak: "President Li, the information hardly matches up. The human god of war and god of wisdom described by the elves doesn't match the 'Warhammer' setting at all. The god of war has become a reckless brute who values ​​honor and order, and the god of wisdom is a cunning schemer who only knows how to cheat and deceive."

He paused, a hint of strangeness in his voice: "The only connection is that the god of wisdom uses 'black and white ravens' as messengers, without any bird-like figures. Aside from that, the emperor, the four gods—these crucial elements are completely unknown to them, it's as if..."

"It's like two completely unrelated worlds."

An intelligence officer in charge of technical analysis next to him smiled and took over the conversation.

"Based on the current intelligence, it seems we can temporarily downgrade 'Confronting the Evil God and the Shithole' to 'An Unknown Civilization with Technology Similar to the Warhammer World.'"

On the large screen, the image of the Space Marines that Ditanin showed to the elves remained clear.

Technical analysts retrieved fragments of power armor unearthed from the ruins, and the two pieces were highly similar.

The massive, pierced, but still iconic shoulder armor with its solid gold double eagle breastplate and faintly recognizable power backpack is highly similar in every detail.

It's like a direct copy from a Warhammer model.

"Perhaps it's a matter of different paths leading to the same goal?"

An engineer with graying hair pondered and analyzed.

"You should know that excellent engineering designs often tend to be similar. The Swan and the B-1B, our fifth-generation fighters and the J-22 and J-35 on the other side. At first glance, they look very similar, all serving the purpose of the most efficient aerodynamics, but their internals are completely different."

"Yes, maybe other worlds have also developed similar individual powered armor, and the miniature nuclear fusion reactors in backpacks are also products of engineering compromises."

This explanation was reasonable and eased the tense atmosphere in the meeting room slightly.

"Professor Ba's theory makes sense, but other clues are not easy to skip."

Assistant Wang Kaixuan nodded to the operator.

The main screen then switched to a uniquely styled and bizarrely animated sequence.

Several pandaren, dressed in exaggerated armor, were locked in a fierce battle with another group of quests, wielding chainsaw swords, while the background music was a catchy internet BGM.

Upon seeing this, the entire command center, especially those who knew a little about the inside story, all wore complex expressions.

That was a silly animation created by their number one target, Lin Li.

As someone who may be the only one with a good understanding of the time portal, the other party could very well possess information that they don't know.

Silly animations can be a form of indirect information delivery.

"Gentlemen, your spirits have been dampened! This is very wrong," Li Weiguo said in a deep voice.

"Fellow countrymen, our martyrs are watching us! They are watching us even more!"

Li Weiguo looked at some people who were bowing their heads in shame and said in a deep voice, "Fighting against the gods is endlessly enjoyable. We need to always maintain an optimistic fighting spirit!"

Those present were somewhat energized by Li Weiguo's words.

"Yes, Mr. Li is right. We can't rule out whether that world is a cesspool or not, so what are we afraid of?"

"That's right, even if it's a cesspool, we'll take it! What does that chess piece game club GW know about Warhammer? They just use some weird stuff and make up piles of stories full of shit and pee."

"They are driven by personal desires and have never considered truly noble people. Their logic is flawed in too many ways. Even Warhammer can be dealt with!"

"Yes, what's there to be afraid of? Who cares about any god? If they don't let people be in charge and live a good life, then they're trash, they're anti-human elements. Let's just cut down the mountain and destroy the temple, let's just exterminate the gods!"

"That's right! That's how we do it!!!"

Previously, they envisioned "a steel torrent pioneering a new world," aiming for crushing and complete conquest.

If the portal leads to the Warhammer universe, it might turn into "A steel torrent bravely storms into a Warhammer cesspool".

If they confirm all of this, are they going to give up?

impossible!
Behind them lies their motherland, and behind them are their wives, children, and parents.

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

But they are tall, they have no way to retreat, and they have no choice.

(End of this chapter)