Warhammer: I don’t want to become an evil god!!

As a result, there is no agricultural regiment at all.

Shocking! Farming-related gameplay doesn't include farming?

I just want to enter the game and grow mushrooms!!

"Hey, bro, are you from the Agricultural College too?"

A player with the ID (Paddy Father) called out to Mushroom.

"The same to you?"

"I'm from East China Agricultural University." Shuidao was a little shy when introducing himself.

"I heard this game is 100% realistic, and you can repair machinery and do scientific research. I wondered if I could do agriculture."

"My roommate was also selected with me."

Rice pulled over a newbie with another ID (potatoes are also coarse grains).

"I'm from the Agricultural College of the University of Tokyo." Mushroom scratched his head. "I asked around, but no one is working in agriculture. It seems like no one is very interested in it."

"It's not that I don't like it, it's mainly because this game emphasizes 100% authenticity. Any technical gameplay requires a certain level of knowledge," Shuidao explained. "There aren't many people working in agriculture in real life, so naturally, there are even fewer people in the game."

"That's true." Mushroom nodded.

Shuidao said confidently, "Besides, if there's no war group, we can just form one ourselves to specialize in farming and fighting. Look, we already have three of us now. If we ask a few more, we can get a whole bunch of people together."

"When the time comes, we will pool our money to form a war group, buy an agricultural research institute, and buy a plantation."

"Yeah." Mushroom nodded. "Then can you help me catch the green skins so that I can study and grow mushrooms?"

"Of course."

"........."

the other side,

"Your real job is to drive a cargo ship?" The King of Mount and Blade looked at the newbie in front of him with the ID (Running to the Sea), "Then do you know how to drive a battleship?"

"I've never driven one, but it should be similar to a cargo ship." Dahai said, "I can learn."

"You're more or less a talent. Okay, I'll let you join the Imperial Cattle Regiment. The boss and his men recently bought a warship and are in need of men. After you complete your novice training, I'll send you to Sintira."

The King of Mount and Blade recorded Dahai into the battle group and let him stand aside.

After the recruitment is over, they will be sent together for novice training.

Recruitment is in full swing, and many newbies are asking about the focus and benefits of the group one by one.

Those players who did not find a suitable group or wanted to be a lone wolf chose to leave first and do their own novice tasks.

【Newcomer mission: Complete basic training.】

You have just arrived and probably know nothing about this vast world. The smart planet governor, Feng, has tailored a set of newcomer training for you. Hurry and complete it.

Requirements: Receive training from new instructors and become familiar with basic operations such as firearms.

Reward: 500 contribution points, 5 honor points.

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…………

Because he is an old man in the cattle and horse chat group, and because of his Oglin physique,

Many war groups are willing to recruit Old Thirteen,

After all, Ogrin is a top-notch cannon fodder.

But he didn't choose any of them, wanting to see his combat strength and talent before choosing a battle group.

Each chapter has a different focus; some emphasize psionic power, some emphasize firepower, and some prefer melee combat.

It will be more comfortable to play if you join a team that matches your talents and personality.

It is a torture for a firepower enthusiast to join a group that prefers close combat.

It is even more difficult to deal with players who are keen on mechanical ascension joining the war group that worships flesh and blood enhancement.

Therefore, the choice of a battle group is also very important, as it determines whether you can find like-minded companions.

Walking out of the church, there is an empty square.

Dozens of transport boats with their engines started roared, waiting to carry the players away.

Guards wearing exoskeletons guided these novice chosen ones into the transport cabin.

"What a huge Chosen One!!"

The guards who were maintaining order were surprised when they saw Old Thirteen.

An Ogryn, that's rare.

Old Thirteen ignored the surprise of those people and chose a transport boat with fewer people.

Ten minutes later, the transport boat took off and flew towards the training ground on the edge of the hive.

The training ground covers a vast area and is specially developed for the training of new players.

When the players stepped out of the transport boat, an instructor was already waiting for them.

"In the name of the Emperor, I am Instructor Burles, responsible for teaching you basic knowledge of firearms and vehicles."

A middle-aged man in uniform stood straight and introduced himself to the players who came out of the transport boat.

The novice training lasts for two days.

From aiming and shooting firearms, to using single-molecule blades, chainswords, power swords in close combat, as well as operating and loading and unloading exoskeleton power armor.

Burroughs introduced them all in detail and let the players get started, ensuring they understood the basics.

After completing a series of training,

Burrus gave the Recruit Badge to every player who received training.

"You have completed your basic training. Now, in the name of the Emperor, defeat the minions of the Chaos Gods."

After saying this, he turned and left to greet the next batch of God's Chosen Ones.

"This is up, this is down, this is blocking, this is swinging the sword. Okay, now you're familiar with the controls. Go defeat the Chaos Can."

A player complained quietly,

The others burst into laughter.

After completing the training, the players were promoted to a higher level and gained skills.

On the transport boat returning to the hive city, the players exchanged their skills.

"By the way, what skills and talents have you mastered?"

"Be cautious."

"Endure the pain."

"........."

Someone patted Old Thirteen on the shoulder, "What about you, Tzeentch's Chosen One?"

"I'll say it again, I'm not Tzeentch's Chosen One. Don't call me that." Old Thirteen reiterated sternly, "Also, what skills and talents I acquire has nothing to do with you."

"Did you gain the talent for Smart Head?" the player next to him whispered, "Don't worry, tell me, I promise not to tell anyone else."

"I don't have any genius, I have subspace perception."

As soon as Old Thirteen finished speaking, he regretted it.

"You're still saying you're not Tzeentch's Chosen?" The player next to him widened his eyes, a look of shock on his face. "It's not enough to be able to count to 10, but you've even mastered Warp Perception. That's a prerequisite skill for psionic powers."

Inside the transport boat, all the players who were originally chatting animatedly looked at Old Thirteen with complicated eyes and talked a lot.

"Could you be the boss's biological son? Not only did you get the hidden skin Ogrim, but you can also master psychic powers?"

"Is this the European Emperor? I'm so envious."

"Gnashing of teeth, there's only one Ogryn who knows magic in the Warhammer universe."

"........."

Old Thirteen: “…………”

Well, it’s my fault for not being able to control my anger.

Now, the title of Tzeentch’s Chosen One can never be taken away.

…………

Subspace,

In the crystal maze that changes every moment,

Carlos continues to weave destiny and the future.

Satisfy believers who are eager for knowledge or gifts in a malicious way.

"I offer this world to you in a conspiracy, Lord of Eternal Fate and Wisdom. Grant me eternity."

The voices of the believers echoed in Carlos' ears.

He looked through the crystal maze and saw what was happening in the mortal world.

A devout believer stood on the burning ruins, praying to the Lord of Change.

This man is a master of conspiracy, possessing extensive knowledge and skilled in manipulating people's hearts and minds.

This burning world is his gift to the Lord of Change.

Through conspiracy, it caused two powerful forces to fight each other, and eventually destroyed the entire world.

"It's amazing that this guy actually orchestrated a successful conspiracy and plunged a planet into chaos. But this story needs a dramatic twist, only then can it resonate throughout the warp."

As Carlos whispered,

The scene in the mortal world changes.

A laser shot from behind and instantly pierced the believer's chest.

Several loyal imperial soldiers limped out from behind the bunker.

He walked up to the believer and pulled the trigger repeatedly, killing him completely.

Loyal imperial soldiers killed the traitors and ended the disaster.

And so, the Empire won again.

The names of traitors will be recorded in the archives of imperial scholars as a warning to future generations.

Believers are remembered, and this is also a kind of eternity.

Carlos nodded in satisfaction, happy with the outcome.

It not only satisfies the blessing, but also brings the story to a perfect end.

And in the warp, a new Tzeentch Daemon was born.

It is an echo of the conspiracy planned by that believer and a reflection of the real universe.

Carlos smiled. Fate is so unpredictable.

Mortals cannot comprehend the wisdom of the Lord of Change, simply because they have never understood the true nature of the Chaos Gods.

All living beings are merely nourishment for the gods, and no god truly cares what the nourishment thinks.

To Tzeentch, simple success means nothing.

Must show the characteristics of changeability,

Only then can one give birth to an inanimate being, and only then can one increase one's own strength and authority.

In his spare time, Carlos turned his attention to the Calixis star region.

I want to see what happened to those Corpse King servants!!

When he saw the Ogrin with psychic energy, his eyes widened.

This is so weird!