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

"I tell you this only to let you know the risks of Tyrian Hive."

"Be careful when encountering friendly forces from Tyrian Hive."

"But at this stage, Tyrian Hive still needs these Genestealers to defend the inner city."

"After we recapture Atoma and rescue the civilians, we'll wipe out those Genestealers."

After explaining things to the players, Qin Yun found a Thinker console.

Log in to the chat group and prepare to distribute new game spots.

As soon as he came online, he looked at the group chat with 999+ chat messages and the Warhammer herd of 1982 members, and his eyes showed doubts about life.

How come there are so many more people after I haven’t been online for a day? !

After opening the group.

The group is in chaos, with pornographic pictures flying everywhere, and it is a real invasion of Slaanesh.

Qin Yun hesitated for a moment and clicked on the private chat window of "Output Slaanesh Ten Times in One Night".

"What happened? Why are there over a thousand more people all of a sudden?"

"It's all the lobster's fault. This guy posted a ghost video, and it has hundreds of thousands of views now. Those people came after watching the video."

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After asking, Qin Yun finally understood the whole story.

It turned out that among the players he had pulled into the game was a video blogger.

The other party used the video he posted in the group to make a compilation video about Warhammer OL.

It was released on video websites such as Bilibili, and the number of views has reached hundreds of thousands.

"Good boy, we need to get this guy called Lobster to be a recruiting officer!!"

The original Warhammer herd consisted of only about three hundred men.

Active members have been recruited almost completely.

Qin Yun had a headache a few days ago.

Wait until all group members of the cattle and horse herds are recruited.

Where can the emperor continue to deceive people?

There is so much work now, it’s good enough if I can finish it.

Where do I have the time to post messages everywhere, do publicity, and recruit people?

Who would have thought that someone would give me a pillow just as I was dozing off.

For a long time to come, Qin Yun will not have to worry about recruiting soldiers for the emperor.

Qin Yun took a look at the chaotic group chat message.

A bowl of lobster soup, a blue two-headed bird! Loyal, madly kissing Nurgle's chubby face, the most arrogant brother in Warhammer, and the Warmaster of the Second Empire were promoted to administrators.

There are too many people, and it would be impossible to manage them without a few administrators.

He didn't want the chat group to explode for no reason.

"Group owner [The social animal who was captured by the emperor and used as a beast of burden] started to mute the group."

"A new batch of appointments will be released on time at 7 o'clock in the evening, totaling 150."

"Another 50 special invitation slots are reserved for people with professional skills and knowledge. You can privately message a few group administrators and submit proof of your expertise."

After finishing speaking, Qin Yun turned off the group mute.

Director Qi just wanted to improve: "Wow, was that the group leader just now? Although he doesn't talk much, he's really handsome."

Da Mo Gu Yan: "You are just flattering me. A person of integrity like the group leader will definitely ignore you."

Brothers of the Jiuyue Jiuyi Regiment: "Damo, when it comes to flattery, you're no less capable than me."

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The number of group messages reached 999+ in a short while.

The number of active users is booming.

Qin Yun smiled, the two hundred conscription quotas were securely secured.

Chapter 34: I’ll build you two Emperor-class Titans!

"This time, I must get what I want."

"It's not to prove anything, but to tell everyone that I can do it."

In the real world, in a private room of an Internet cafe.

Luo Baode looked at the computer screen in front of him with a firm look in his eyes.

In order to ensure that everything goes well, he specially bought a top-of-the-line computer with maximum internet speed and hardware in an Internet cafe.

Several accelerators and auxiliary software are also installed.

Not for anything else, just for one thing, and that is to grab a reservation spot.

18:57

18:58

Luo Baode held his breath, held the mouse, and stared at the chat group.

The news is scrolling quickly.

The group members are all looking forward to the distribution of places this time.

At this time, a piece of news emerged.

"Group owner [The social animal who was captured by the emperor and used as a beast of burden] started to mute the group."

"Is it coming?"

Luo Baode's breathing became rapid.

At this time, an acceleration software was disconnected and a prompt window popped up.

Then the screen turned blue and the computer restarted.

The machine soul is very unhappy?

Luo Baode was stunned for a few seconds and let out a shrill cry.

"Do not!!"

Everyone in the Internet cafe looked at him with sympathy on their faces.

Only after being toyed with and abandoned by countless women could he let out such a scream.

In the box, Luo Baode looked at the restarted computer, lost all his strength, and his life became bleak.

Macragge needs their regent, why must fate be so cruel to him!!

By the time he remembered that he still had his cell phone and fumbled to take it out, a minute had passed.

I clicked on the reservation link sent by the group owner and found that the number of reservations was 150/150.

Once again, he missed the chance to play the 100% real game.

"The group leader [the social animal who was captured by the emperor and used as a slave] lifted the group ban.

Guilliman is the only sun: "No!! Why treat me like this! The people of Macragge need me, the Empire needs me, why do you do this!!"

I don’t want to be a stinky can: “Old Thirteen, what’s wrong with you?”

Guilliman is the only sun: "I didn't get a place in the game. Life has lost its color at this moment."

"+1"

"+1"

“+10086“

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The chat group was filled with sadness, as group members who were too slow to grab the items were flooding the screen with messages.

Guan Bao Mengjiao: "Ah, no way, it's quite easy to grab, why can't you grab it, are you not trying hard enough?"

Guilliman is the only sun: "[Boltgun shooting heretics.jpg]"

Da Mo Gu Yan: "To grab a spot, all you need is hands."

The leader of Erlong Lake: "Damo, are you speaking human language?"

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Messages in the chat group scrolled rapidly.

Qin Yun looked at it for a while and then ignored it.

He got up and went to the port to check on the repairs on the Imperial Glory.

The situation in Hive Tyrian is critical.

We need a few rounds of orbital bombardment to suppress those traitors and let them know how powerful we are.

When Qin Yun arrived, the port seemed very busy.

Various machines were rumbling.

Industrial servitors moved back and forth, carrying heavy materials with their hydraulic arms.

The survivors were organized to carry out maintenance work on the Imperial Glory under the guidance of several mechanical priests.

Several experienced naval officers provide training to players and newly recruited sailors.

We will try to help them master the basic knowledge about warship navigation and the operation of various systems as quickly as possible.

As Qin Yun walked by, people along the way saluted him.

Qin Yun also nodded frequently in response.

He walked up to Father Jackdo, the chief maintenance officer.

Father Jackdo hurriedly put down the data tablet in his hand and saluted him.

"Respected Messenger of Om Messiah, welcome."

"What's the situation?" Qin Yun asked.

"Progress is going well, and it is estimated that the Imperial Glory will be able to set sail in just 36 hours and 25 minutes."

"You did a great job." Qin Yun nodded, not holding back his praise.

Father Jackdo humbly said, "All of this is the wisdom of Om Messiah. We are just following His guidance."

Qin Yun turned and looked at the Imperial Glory.

The Moon-class battleship is like a magnificent city.

The metal hull is a tall city wall.

The towering antennas and turrets form its building complex.

The huge cannons on both sides of the ship and the sculptures hundreds of meters high make people feel insignificant.

"It is time to teach those traitors the price of betraying the Emperor."

Qin Yun's heart was filled with anticipation.

He couldn't wait to give the rebels a little shock.

Of course, he himself also wanted to try what orbital bombardment felt like.

I used to only play it in games, but now I can finally try it out in practice.

On the other hand, players are also preparing to go to the surface to fight.

After Dora Workshop's factory received the interest-free loan, it rapidly expanded production.

Several assembly lines were put into operation simultaneously, producing two types of exoskeleton armor: Tomorrow Type I and Tomorrow Type II.