Warhammer: Open the door! Human League players!

Within the sanctuary enveloped in psychic energy, tiny specks of golden light descended from the sky—shattered psychic energy transformed into ownerless halos.

In the dimly lit shelter, they looked like stars, like a starry sky ceiling.

Stars and golden light enveloped the dome, creating a breathtakingly beautiful scene.

Like a temple

Judging by the time, it's night now, and the players have already left. This is usually the time when Fang Yun instructed Annie to comfort the miners.

Anne knelt on the ground; she saw everything and recorded it all.

The video shows Fang Yun holding up the dome and slowly sitting down in that chair, looking both decadent and unusually tall and imposing.

Advanced game modules are still undergoing model optimization.

Like a perfect god protecting them, he burned himself out.

Annie's eyes were filled with fervor mixed with extreme pain.

Tears streamed down her cheeks, which were covered in white patches.

She witnessed her angel being trapped inside the ship.

For them.

"Our angel...the God-Emperor...incarnation..."

"He is suffering for us..."

"What reason do we have...?"

The pale yellow statue seemed to have turned golden.

All the miners were kneeling and praying.

They followed Anne and knelt before the statue.

God Emperor above, Human Alliance above, Human Alliance God Emperor... above...

"It's because we didn't try hard enough that the angel..."

"To our God-King, we offer our loyalty."

Ignorance and foolishness are sowing the seeds of fanaticism known as the Human Alliance God Emperor.

She was fulfilling her duty to reassure the miners.

Of course, she will do it in the way she believes is right.

After an unknown amount of time, once all the miners had found peace and left to rest, Anne knelt on the ground, the white marks on her body becoming even more noticeable.

"Angel, Lord Angel..."

She was dry heaving.

That was an expression of extreme sadness.

She was in pain.

She was grieving.

His own angel was like a god locked in a chair.

She was so heartbroken.

She was calming the anxieties of all the miners.

But she couldn't shake off her guilt.

She curled up on the ground until she saw the warm side of the statue.

"God Emperor...incarnation...My angel...I will..."

Golden light shone on her, seemingly blending into her.

............

Fang Yun had already learned of his inevitable fate from Number Seven. With the rock worms running rampant, it was only a matter of time before he collapsed and became a psionic bio-battery.

The depletion of his psionic energy left him exhausted, but nightmares jolted him awake from his slumber.

"Why would I dream?"

He is a commander and also a powerful psionicist. A fleet commander may not necessarily have psionic troops under his command, but he himself must be a psionicist, otherwise he would be easily beheaded by enemy psionicists.

Even having a psionic force under one's command is useless; there's no reason to guard against thieves for a thousand days.

Psionicists don't dream for no reason.

In his dream, he saw people on a planet kneeling before something radiating golden light, and he could vaguely hear them calling out "God Emperor."

The memories are very vague and fragmented.

"Could it be because my spiritual energy was extracted? That's why I've started having dreams?"

He admitted that he loathed the name of the God-Emperor, that foolish human bastard, but not to the point of having nightmares because of the God-Emperor.

When he couldn't sleep well in the People's League, he would sometimes order the execution of a god to help him sleep.

Sensing his own spiritual energy, Fang Yun murmured to himself, "The consumption of spiritual energy is much less than I expected. Did I miscalculate?"

Although he used the Force Game mod to mitigate many risks with his psionic abilities, it was still best to proceed with caution.

"Phew... whatever, I guess I'll just adjust the game."

Although he cannot leave the ship for extended periods, he can control the player from inside the warship.

He was considering the direction the game should take.

Is it strategy or tactics?

Strategy refers to game modules that are strategically oriented, providing buffs across the entire game map.

Tactics are about enhancing the individual capabilities of soldiers.

He hadn't yet figured out the combat system in this sector.

The peculiar orc legions and the Imperial Planetary Defense Force both belong to the strategic system.

Previous modules, such as minimap, friend or foe identification, fog of war dissipation, top-down view, player shooting correction, ballistic optimization, and semi-immersive mode, all belong to the troop combat module and are part of the strategic system.

These low-level modules are designed to allow players to lead soldiers in team battles.

However, the previous psionic fluctuations made him question the underlying logic of this empire.

They completely overturned a continent, and there was also that native god who called himself the God-Emperor.

He has maintained the reputation required to unlock advanced mods in order to prevent the emergence of creatures with overwhelming individual strength.

If his psychic abilities can't handle it, then we'll have to resort to the system's trump card.

"If only I had a Human Alliance battleship... no... a cruiser, even if it were a god..."

With just one warship, Fang Yun could show everyone how he led a fleet to crush the Breakers, those calamities of nature.

Now that players are exploring alone, they need to change their camp development strategy.

The online land battle mode has a player balancing effect, or rather an amplification effect, which is like playing against AI in Call of Duty.

Or, in Delta Force, if you're playing against the AI ​​Asara and you're drooling while being ambushed by an Orc, it's like the balance of FPS combat has been broken, and melee combat against the AI ​​has become like that of the boss, Serena.

Online multiplayer is an advanced game module that provides individual character enhancements.

"Let's install the armor system first."

Announcement: The armor system has been updated. Players can go to the Engineering Zone to purchase new armor. If the contribution is insufficient, it can be purchased in installments.

The system announcement brought a sigh of relief to all players.

As exploration deepens, the safety of miners becomes increasingly difficult to guarantee.

They quickly headed to the engineering area.

All the players stopped contributing and unanimously chose to pay in installments.

In the engineering area, Anna provides two types of armor.

One type is conventional armor made of high-strength steel.

Another type is a miner's half-body armor specifically designed for miners, used for portable mining while reducing the possibility of miners being injured during mining.

Both types of armor are equipped with a simple powered exoskeleton system.

Although it was hand-crafted, you can't see the effect of hand-crafting. You just know that this armor is definitely not as good as the standard armor of the Human Federation.

Reis followed closely beside the drooling man.

He was ready to put on this set of standard armor.

Throughout his drooling conversation, he was talking about preparing armor for him, and right now, he was testing a new set of armor.

"Knock knock knock!"

The drooling is currently undergoing a test.

A bullet hits a conventional armored vehicle.

bang

A small dent appeared on it, but it wasn't penetrated.

"Although it's not as good as standard military armor, it should be able to withstand two bites from rock worms."

The third attempt probably won't work; the thickness isn't enough. If it's any thicker, it will affect the power system of the exoskeleton.

Anna explained, "Conventional full-body armor can only provide a maximum of 400 kilograms of auxiliary force."

"It looks pretty good."

He drooled, jumped around a couple of times in his armor, but it didn't affect his movements.

Except for the material, which is not as good as standard military armor, they are almost the same.

This was built based on the original blueprints, but the material used was high-strength steel.

"Reis, put my armor on."

? ? ? ?

Reis thought he had misheard.

What? Wear the captain's armor?

The drooling comment overturned Reese's thought process.

wrong!

"Captain, this is your armor, why am I wearing it?"

"What, you're upset that it's damaged?"

"No, no..."

He had seen it and heard about it.

The damage to the armor came from an orc bomb.

That was a source of pride; the old folks at Mine No. 3 have all talked about that scar.

In Mine No. 3, every miner who participated in that defensive battle knows that Drooling was the most valiant captain in the camp.

"This is your honor, Captain."

He shrugged, drooling, "Then let my glory protect my soldiers."

For the miners, it was inconceivable that Liukoushui would hand over his armor system to Reis.

Reis lowered his head and was forced to accept the armor system.

The Human Alliance military armor system can easily resist attacks from rock worms.

It was bitten by an adult rock beetle, leaving a shallow mark on its armor.

Rock worms need to bite one spot at least five or six times to have a chance of breaking through its armor, and the bites can't be off-target; if they are, it won't work.

He turned around, drooling, to continue testing the armor on his body, but at that moment he heard a faint sobbing sound behind him.

He turned around, drooling, and saw his miner, Reese, sobbing.

"team leader!"

I saw it making my mouth water.

That head was slightly raised.

The man in front of me.

Or perhaps he was just a teenager.

Those dark, bright eyes were filled with tears.

He was drooling and stunned.

The viewers in the live stream were also flooded with "Wow!" comments.

"Wait, buddy, is this NPC really moved? Their emotions are so real!"

"The planning team of Qunxing is truly damn amazing. With that kind of energy, why not make some cheap games? They could just make some lewd videos and turn them into cash!"

"Is this armor being given away some kind of CG Easter egg?"

"But it makes sense. We players would rather our soldiers be better dressed than ourselves so that they die less."

He drooled and laughed; he was becoming more and more obsessed with the game.

He even unconsciously treated this miner NPC as a real person.

"Alright, what are you crying for? I still need you to mine for me."