Warhammer: The Time Traveler

Chapter 47 Cross-Dimensional Experiments

Beneath the desert, deep within the ruins of the former seventh outpost of the "Little Beidou Project," the roar of the renovation project continues day and night.

With the support of the Mann team, who spared no expense in bringing in large quantities of building materials, Chen Yu's mechanical creations—those silent fighter servants and the replica servo skulls that had undergone preliminary intelligent upgrades—were working with astonishing efficiency.

Huge industrial cutters spewed out scorching streams of ions, melting away the corroded partition walls; heavy-duty transport units moved collapsed concrete blocks, clearing the main passageways; new composite armor plates were riveted to key structural points, replacing the original fragile inner walls.

An underground base that meets the standards of a mechanical priest and integrates safety, energy, and research functions is taking shape.

The central reactor room, main laboratory, hangar, defense array control center... the division of areas is clear and efficient.

At the heart of this bustling scene—within the temporarily designated shielded experimental zone—a completely different picture emerges.

It was unusually quiet here, with only the low hum of the energy conduits and the slight airflow from the equipment radiators.

Chen Yu's tall, dark red figure stood in the center of the area. On the workbench in front of him, the dimensional teleporter—that dark golden creation from the dark technological era—was slowly suspended in a complex force field constraint, its surface patterns flickering like breathing.

The new, more stable energy supply allowed him to delve deeper into his research on this ancient artifact.

However, as the research progressed, Chen Yu became increasingly aware of the enormous risks and instabilities involved in directly transmitting organisms across dimensions.

Random teleportation is tantamount to suicide, and precise control of location coordinates is far beyond the current capabilities.

“Directly transmitting energy or information pulses, under the interference of dimensional barriers, the signal attenuation and distortion rate may exceed 95%, making it almost impossible to transmit effective information.” Chen Yu analyzed to his “old buddy” servo skull floating to the side, the scarlet optical lens scanning the transmitter. “We need a more reliable messenger, a physical carrier that can carry information and autonomously perform tasks in the target environment.”

His gaze shifted to a corner of the workbench.

There sits a newly completed, specially made servo skull.

Unlike the other crude imitations in the workshop, this skull was made from a high-purity alloy selected from the materials provided by Mann and a freshly cultivated brain. Its structure is more precise, and it integrates a small but efficient energy core handcrafted by Chen Yu and an enhanced data storage/transmission module.

Its eye sockets are inlaid with high-quality optical sensors, which are now flashing with a ready-to-use light.

"The logic core has been loaded with the most basic survival and mission protocols. After arriving in the Warhammer world, it will prioritize hiding itself and then attempt to send the encrypted information I set." Chen Yu muttered to himself to the servo skull beside him while conducting the final check: "According to my calculations, the coordinates it traveled to should be the ancient ruins I entered earlier."

If everything goes smoothly and the information is received by the stranded servants and papal guards, then I can proceed with the follow-up plan.

The information he was referring to was not a simple status report, but an encrypted data packet containing a specific high-level mechanical identification code, his personal security status verification code, and an extremely short sequence of instructions.

This sequence of instructions is the activation key for a secret contingency plan he left behind in the Warhammer universe.

Once the correct key is received, his servants and guardians left behind in the ancient ruins will execute the commands wrapped in this encrypted message according to a pre-set program, facilitating his subsequent plans.

“This will be a one-way communication, a blind delivery.” Chen Yu’s mechanical tentacles carefully placed the specially made servo skull on a specific focal point above the dimensional teleporter: “We cannot confirm the destination environment, we cannot confirm whether the messenger will survive, and we cannot confirm whether the information will be correctly received and executed. The success rate… cannot be calculated precisely.”

But if you don't try, you'll never know the outcome.

"Old pal, monitor all sensors and record every quantum-level fluctuation during the transmission." "Command confirmed. All systems under monitoring."

Chen Yu took a deep breath and used his mechanical fingers to input the final command on the control interface.

Energy surged from the newly laid main lines in the underground base into the dimensional teleporter, causing the patterns on its dark gold surface to suddenly light up and emit a deep, resonant sound as if from ancient times.

A visible spatial distortion spread out from the teleporter, bending the light within the experimental area.

The specially designed servo skull was enveloped in a ball of blazing white light, and its outline began to blur and tremble.

“Energy output stable… Coordinates Beta locked… Dimensional channel under construction…” Chen Yu calmly reported the data, but the optical lens remained firmly locked on that ball of light.

Suddenly, the light contracted sharply to a single point, and then a silent shockwave burst forth!
The small equipment in the experimental area shook violently, and the energy readings spiked to a peak momentarily before quickly dropping back down.

The light dissipated.

On the workbench, the dimensional teleporter resumed its slow rotation, its surface glowing slightly dim, as if it had consumed a great deal of energy.

The specially made servo skull had vanished without a trace.

"Transmission complete. Energy consumption is in line with the high-quality matter transmission model." The servo skull quickly reported, "Brief, targeted signals of dimensional fissure generation and closure were detected."

Chen Yu stood there silently, sensing the faint traces of ozone and the strange smell of radiation in the air.

It was successful? At least, the transmission process itself did not go out of control.

Has the messenger carrying his tiny hope arrived in the Warhammer universe by now? Has it been activated somewhere and sent out the encrypted message?
He had no way of knowing any of this.

“A die rolled into the abyss.” He muttered to himself, turning away from the experimental area and refocusing his attention on the bustling base construction. “For now, all we can do is wait and continue to fortify our fortress.”

Meanwhile, in Night City, the reputation of the "Fringe Walkers" team has soared due to several clean and efficient missions.

However, this reputation has also attracted unnecessary attention.

Faraday's probing became more frequent; bounties appeared on the black market for the "antique" but incredibly powerful weapons they used; and there were even vague rumors that Arasaka or the military technology security department had taken an initial interest in the recent abnormal physiological signal enhancements and equipment upgrades of their members.

Chen Yu knew that showcasing technology would inevitably be accompanied by covetousness.

Although Night City's companies posed little real threat to him, the seeds of his ambition—to establish a cross-dimensional cycle of resources and technology—had been quietly sown, and the steel tomb beneath his feet, now reborn, was the cornerstone of all this grand plan.

He didn't want his experiments and research to be disturbed, and to avoid being disturbed, he had to strengthen himself so that those flies wouldn't dare to bother him.

(End of this chapter)