Simultaneous Journey: Starting from Holy Terra

While Ye Ming, who was playing Warhammer 40k, was still pondering, the younger Ye Ming opposite him was already impatient.

"Hey! Finally, someone's here! Dude, give us some help!"

"Stop thinking about it, we're just 99-class! It should only be the two of us here now, so hurry up and let me see what kind of world you're in, then we'll quickly test out your abilities!"

An excited Ye Ming stepped forward and placed his hand on Ye Ming's body in Warhammer 40k.

In an instant, the two memories collided and overlapped.

From the memories of that distant time travel before, to the same time travel method—being killed by a dump truck—things changed afterward.

In Warhammer 40k, Ye Ming arrives in Holy Terra and experiences a series of tragedies. Determined to change everything, he begins to strive and is successfully elected as a Grey Knight, participating in battles large and small, facing perilous situations time and time again.

The one on the other side, however, had traveled back in time to Warhammer Fantasy!

He became a minor nobleman in the Chinese Empire, but his worst misfortune was that his territory was located near the border with the orcs...

He was originally studying in the capital of China and had a good relationship with Miaoying. You could say he was destined to be the protagonist from the start!

However, because of this relationship, he was expelled from the capital and returned to his fiefdom.

The reason he's panicking now is that the orcs near his territory are about to start Waaagh!

"..."

After sharing memories, Warhammer Fantasy Ye Ming sat on the ground. He really wanted to smoke because he felt like he was going to die!

As he thought about it, a cigarette actually appeared in his hand, and it tasted exactly like he remembered.

His hand holding the cigarette trembled slightly as he asked, "So, now it's just the two of us, one with Warhammer Fantasy at the border of China, and the other a Warhammer Grey Knight, going to rescue Guilliman..."

"Seriously? Is this some kind of joke? Even the world isn't this bad, with everyone facing difficulties!"

Ye Ming, a member of the Warhammer Fantasy series, was dejected. He wanted to be a hero like Long Aotian, but his teammates were in a worse situation than him. What could he do?

"Don't be discouraged, everything can change as long as we work hard."

After sharing memories, Ye Ming of Warhammer 40k was filled with emotion. Both of them had transmigrated, so why was the other version of himself so happy?

He could understand the despondency of his other self, whose life was full of ups and downs and had no hope, which indeed made it hard to feel much resistance.

"Look closely, we should have shared memories. The negative effects of some of those memories should have been shielded by the cheat system. You should have acquired my combat skills, but you didn't share the pain in my memories."

Ye Ming from Warhammer 40k said, "I have learned your swordsmanship, and those... spells. I don't know if I can use them, since I am an Untouchable."

"Shared skills?"

Ye Ming, who was feeling dejected, looked up, examined it carefully, and then jumped up in surprise, exclaiming, "It's true!"

"I have all the memories of your training in my mind! Those painful memories are locked, and I can choose whether to unlock them, but they are not shared with your physical modifications, so they cannot synchronize with your power."

Ye Ming nodded. "Yes, it's already very good that you can synchronize your memories and combat skills. I've also learned magic, but I haven't synchronized your magic reserves."

"That's a bit of a shame, the magic of Warhammer Fantasy is quite useful."

Ye Mingdao from the Warhammer series said, "Next, we need to test whether we can transfer supplies. If we can, we can exchange supplies."

Ye Ming from Warhammer 40k said, "We still need to test the time flow rate. I'll go back and take a look first. I'll be setting off soon and will come back after I board the spaceship."

"No problem! I'll go back and get used to it first. Although I haven't gained any strength, I still have the skills, so at least I don't have to worry about being instantly killed."

Ye Ming from Warhammer Fantasy scratched his head. His physical strength wasn't weak, because he had transmigrated into the body of the Warhammer Fantasy world.

But when it comes to combat skills, even a hundred of them wouldn't be enough to defeat Warhammer 40k himself!

Ye Ming nodded in Warhammer 40k, then tried to log out.

With a dizzying sensation, when Ye Ming of Warhammer 40k opened his eyes again, he found that his consciousness had returned.

"Announce the time."

"Report, everyone take a one-minute break!"

"Okay, let's continue to rest."

"Yes."

Ye Ming lowered his head in thought. Only a minute had passed. Counting from when he entered deep meditation, nearly ten minutes had passed in the shared space, but only a few seconds had passed in the outside world.

Is it almost still...? I'll have to try again.

Ye Ming pondered for a moment, then closed his eyes to rest, quietly waiting for his brothers to finish their rest.

……

Warhammer Fantasy.

Ye Ming jumped up from the bed excitedly and then performed a set of punches on the spot.

At the end of the punching technique, using the power generation method from memory, he punched the stone brick in front of him.

"Thump!"

This powerful punch, delivered with a specific technique, shattered the stone bricks in front of him!

His body remained unchanged, but his combat skills had improved by more than one level!

The physical constitution of the people in the Warhammer Fantasy world would be considered a minor superhuman level existence on Earth!

With better skills and training methods, why worry about not improving?

"Great! That's the advantage of having a cheat code!"

Ye Ming quickly dressed and then strode to the training ground.

Amidst the astonished gazes of the territorial generals and soldiers, he hoisted up a halberd and then swiftly performed a set of halberd techniques.

This set of halberd techniques was so beautiful that even the fiercest warriors in the army couldn't help but widen their eyes, wanting to learn something from it.

Whoosh whoosh whoosh—clang!

"Cool!"

Covered in sweat, Ye Ming laboriously slammed the halberd down, letting out a triumphant shout.

"Excellent! Lord, your halberd technique is impressive!"

"Lord, you are mighty!"

After a brief silence, enthusiastic applause and cheers erupted.

Inspired by Ye Ming, the soldiers were filled with excitement and couldn't wait to go on stage and perform!

"Gentlemen, orc scouts have appeared outside the city."

As soon as Ye Ming began to speak, the soldiers around him immediately stopped and listened quietly to his speech.

"Some have advised me to leave, abandon my territory, and return to Changyuan. I may be scorned upon my return, but my title will remain!"

After Ye Ming finished speaking, he paused for a moment and glanced around at the audience.

The soldiers' expressions didn't change much, which was quite normal.

Zhen Dan is a country similar to ancient China, where dragon descendants with extraordinary powers rule over and protect all mortals.

Those humans who possessed magic, such as dragon descendants, strategists, and ministers, were nobles.

They did not show the same compassion to mortals as the Dragon Emperor and the Moon Queen!

Ordinary people generally don't treat them well.

Seeing that the soldiers didn't react, Ye Ming continued:

"But after thinking it over all night, I realized that running away like this would be too cowardly! So, I've decided to stay and fight alongside you all! To defend our homeland!"

"From today onwards, all of you, begin training! I, your lord, will live and eat with you all, and train alongside you!"

"Gentlemen, do you dare join me in challenging that orcish army?"

The soldiers continued to look at Ye Ming, but a hint of doubt rose in their indifferent eyes.

This naturally raises doubts about the veracity of Ye Ming's statement.

Ye Ming didn't care. He had already made the promise, and they would know once they actually saw it!

After Ye Ming finished speaking, he turned and left. Soon, he arrived at the military camp with his bedding and slept in a tent with the soldiers.

With Ye Ming's arrival, the soldiers in the tent dared not say much, and after their patrol, they all went straight to sleep.

Ye Ming wasn't in a hurry; integration takes time.

The most important thing now is to see if any new members of myself can join!

Ye Ming thought for a moment, then hugged the sword in his arms and entered the shared space.

After a puff of smoke, he appeared in the shared space, along with the sword he was carrying!

"Halfway there, now it's just a matter of whether I can give it to my Warhammer 40k self."

"Oh?"

As Ye Ming pondered the Warhammer of the Ancients, he suddenly sensed a fluctuation.

He was very familiar with this fluctuation; it only occurred when new people arrived!

"Which world would they be from? Ideally, a peaceful, high-tech world that could provide me with some weapons..."

Thinking about the medieval warhammer, Ye Ming looked towards the figure that had appeared.

He was stunned the moment he saw it.

Wait a minute, why does this thing have tentacles?!