The player is playing like a god, and has already advanced to Space Marine level at the start.

After killing Xuan Tianji, Lu Xiao didn't stay in Tianhe City for long and went straight back to Juxia City.

The third-generation divine body was indeed tough enough, and dismantling a warship with one hand was certainly satisfying, but Lu Xiao's mind was clear. The descent of the gods was just the beginning.

The beast-like legions in the Styx Galaxy are endless, and there are still Triangulation and Fallen Ones lined up behind them. If he tries to fight fires all over the world by himself, he'll eventually be exhausted to death.

"System, search the armory," Lu Xiao ordered in his mind.

A golden holographic interface unfolded in his field of vision. He used to only stare at the bomb guns and special ammunition, but this time, on a whim, he looked at the "Special Items" section that had been gathering dust all along.

Behind a pile of ceramic steel armor plates was a low-temperature stagnant chamber emitting a ghostly blue aura. With a thought, Lu Xiao placed the chamber firmly on the coffee table.

The white mist from the depressurization of the liquid nitrogen dissipated, and the lid slid open to both sides. Twenty-five containers were neatly stacked, each containing slightly undulating biological glands. The containers were engraved with a golden double-headed eagle emblem, below which were Gothic numbers.

As a Primitive Astartes, Lu Xiao knew all too well the significance of this thing. A Gene Seed, and a powerful item prepared specifically for the Primitive Space Marines. At the bottom of the container, the "Ω" symbol, representing Primarch Guilliman of the Ultramarines, was strikingly prominent.

"System!" Lu Xiao raised his voice a few decibels. "Where did this thing come from? Why hasn't it made a sound?"

[The "Basic Pack" is included in the beginner's gift pack.] The system's voice was lifeless. [The host has only focused on solo advancement and hasn't used the inventory. This system believes in "no questions asked, no explanation given," and has no obligation to proactively remind you.]

Lu Xiao's eyelids twitched: "So you're blaming me now?"

[I'm relying on you.]

Lu Xiaozhen really wanted to dismantle this system and sell it for scrap metal. He picked up a gene seed, its fingertips feeling icy cold. This was the ticket from mortal to demigod.

"Any stock left?" Lu Xiao stared at the rubies. "Twenty-five wouldn't even be enough to fill a tooth gap. I'm thinking of starting a full-scale operation."

[That's it.] The system abruptly ended his hopes. [One of a kind. These 25 seeds have been locally modified, just enough for you to form a 25-person original forging team.]

"Twenty-five people?" Lu Xiao tapped the coffee table with his knuckles.

[The original forging modification requires twenty-two surgeries: the Belisarius furnace, tendon coils, and the Saintly Pituitary Gland—none can be omitted. The human constitution in this world is inconsistent, so a large quantity must be added.] The system added: [However, this system incorporates technology from the Super God Universe.]

First: 100% success rate. Anyone under 30 years old can survive, regardless of poor match compatibility. Second: All-encompassing combat, even in a vacuum. Third: Limb regeneration. As long as the skull and heart aren't shattered, new limbs can grow from the bubble nutrient solution.

Lu Xiaoteng stood up abruptly. No need to go to the Dreadnoughts? On the Warhammer side, the seriously wounded could only be crammed into mobile coffins. Here, limb regeneration meant these men could keep fighting. Twenty-five absolutely loyal, indestructible Primal Forged warriors.

Lu Xiao paced back and forth in the living room, his footsteps making the floor creak. On Earth's battlefield, these were twenty-five strategic-level weapons.

"Finally, there's a cure for this 'being unable to be in two places at once' problem." Lu Xiao clenched his fists, making them crack. "If I could have twenty-five brothers shouting 'For the Emperor!' with me, the battle in Tianhe City would be a cleanup operation. System, prepare the operating table and the server skull. I'm going to recruit people."

……

South China Sea Fleet, Giant Hero.

The sea breeze was harsh, and fighter jets were lined up on the deck. The soldiers from the Super Soldier Company had just gotten off the plane, and they all looked dejected.

Liu Chuang slammed the god-slaying axe onto the steel plate, the sound making everyone around him ring in their ears: "Frustrating! So damn frustrating!" He plopped down on an ammunition box, wiping the sweat from his face. "Old Du, what kind of battle are we fighting?"

Dukao stood on high ground, his face grim.

"You rascal, watch your manners," Jess added from the side.

"Watch out for what!" Liu Chuang shouted angrily, pointing in the direction of Tianhe City. "Our Super Soldier Company is the sharpest knife, our precious darling! And what happened?"

When we got there, the land had been plowed up several times! The flagship was destroyed, the general was dead, and even that arrogant idiot Xuan Tianji of Lieyang had his head kicked around like a ball!

What did we do? We followed behind them, picking up trash and carrying bricks to save lives! Couldn't any logistics team have done this?

Ge Xiaolun squatted down beside him, holding a greatsword in his arms, his eyes glazed over: "Commander... Brother Lu Xiao's skills are truly beyond our reach. The moment his chainsaw sword makes a sound, my legs start to spin."

Zhao Xin sighed, ruffling his hair. "I thought I was fast, but that guy's power armor just took off. What's the point of training like this?"

Dukao's voice was hoarse: "Lu Xiao is a variable."

"Commander, what else do you need us for?" Rui Mengmeng asked softly.

"Of course!" Dukao turned around abruptly, his eyes sweeping over the group of soldiers. "No matter how fierce Lu Xiao is, he's only one person! The Earth is so big, Taotie hasn't even made a real move yet, and the demons are watching too."

Can he defend one or two cities, or even an inch of territory? The lion's share was stolen; that's because you're incompetent! That's because you haven't trained enough!

Dukao pointed at Liu Chuang: "Liu Chuang, if you're not convinced, go practice and learn to wield your axe faster than him! Ge Xiaolun, if you're afraid of dying, go practice and develop your invincible body! This is war, not child's play!"

If you're still just collecting dust next time, you're all fired!

"Yes!" The group responded sparsely. Although they felt a little better, Lu Xiao's silhouette still weighed heavily on their minds.

……

The outskirts of Giant Hero City, the base of the Wolf Fang Special Forces Brigade.

Late at night, a black, specially made SUV broke off the roof of the gate and slammed on its brakes, crashing into the center of the playground.

"Who!" "Alert!" Dozens of guns were raised instantly.

The car door opened, and Lu Xiao stepped out. He was wearing power armor. His three-meter height and menacing aura made the special forces soldiers afraid to breathe.

Lu Xiao glanced around and sneered, "This is the elite? They haven't even opened their insurance. Who are they trying to scare with this firewood stick?"

A major stepped forward, his hands trembling. He recognized the "Emperor of Death": "Mr. Lu... what are you up to?"

"I'll choose the soldiers." Lu Xiao walked up to the major, his massive shadow looming over him. "I need twenty-five soldiers. The toughest, the most fearless, the ones who want to get stronger."

The major was taken aback: "Mr. Lu, every single soldier in the Wolf Fang unit is a top-tier soldier..."

"King of Soldiers?" Lu Xiao suddenly made his move, and the rifle in the major's hand was instantly in his. With a snap, the steel barrel twisted like a pretzel in his hand, and parts fell to the ground.

"Among mortals, you are someone of importance. But in the eyes of alien scum, you are just a flock of sheep waiting to be slaughtered."

The special forces soldiers' eyes blazed with fury, yet they felt utterly powerless. They had read the battle report from Tianhe City; conventional weapons were indeed ineffective.

"I know you're unhappy about this." Lu Xiao's gaze swept over the young faces. "I also know that some of you have played that game and read that novel. Warhammer 40, you've heard of it, right?"

A commotion broke out in the crowd.

"Looks like quite a few people know what they're doing." Lu Xiao raised his voice. "There's a group of warriors called Astartes, the Emperor's death angels, super soldiers!"

They have two hearts and three lungs. Their blood can stop damage instantly, their saliva can melt steel, and they can steal memories by eating the flesh of their enemies! Clad in power armor, they sow fury across the stars, chopping aliens into mincemeat!

Lu Xiao opened his arms: "Now, I'm giving you a chance. A chance to become a god. Twenty-five gene seeds, twenty-five spots."

The playground erupted in chaos. If anyone else had said this, they would have thought they were crazy. But the person before them was a living miracle.

"But it's not that easy to get." Lu Xiao's face turned cold. "Twenty-two surgeries, every inch of bone has to be broken and regrown, and the nerves will scream in agony."

If you succeed, you will no longer be ordinary people. No retirement, no families, no peaceful life. For the rest of your days, there will only be fighting.

Fight to the death, shed your last drop of blood before the golden throne. Who wants to be one of these twenty-five elite warriors? Who wants to tear the heads off alien scum for this land?

There was a deathly silence on the playground for three seconds.

"Me!!!" A young soldier suddenly stepped forward.

"I'm going too! I've had enough of watching my brothers die in vain!"

"Count me in! As long as it kills the enemy, you can slice me into pieces!"

"For China! For the Emperor!"

The training ground erupted in cheers. These men didn't understand any imperial truths, but they understood one thing: this giant could give them the sword to kill their enemies.

Lu Xiao looked at those eyes, beckoned with satisfaction, and took out a list: "Those whose names are called, step forward."

Wang Meng!

"arrive!"

"Li Erniu!"

"arrive!"

"He Chenguang!"

"arrive!"

"Seventh Brother Wei!"

"arrive!"

Twenty-five of the strongest and most fierce-looking soldiers stood before Lu Xiao. Looking at these young faces, Lu Xiao seemed to see the future cobalt blue legion.

"From today onwards, the name Wolf Fang has nothing to do with you. You are called—Original Forging Vanguard. Follow me. Let's take your new lives."

Lu Xiao turned and walked towards the SUV. Twenty-five men turned in unison, their footsteps thundering, following the giant's retreating figure as they crashed into the train. The major stood there, watching the departing taillights, speechless for a long time.