Warhammer: Rebuilding the Golden Age Starting with Farming.

In short, first examine the "composition" of your own ship.

First of all, this is an unregistered ship without a registration number.

Although it was a merchant's ship, that's centuries old, and there's a high probability that the current imperial database won't have any record of its service.

Secondly, the style of this ship is completely wrong.

The Imperial Navy's ships were bulky, dark, and crude, adorned with skulls and wax seals, exuding a strong religious atmosphere.

And what about the New Bang?

After Andy's restoration, it is now smooth, white, and with lines so fluid it looks like an alien creation.

What's even more critical is the internal situation.

There's a little guy on this ship, a "hateful intelligence" with an excessively high purity, a capital offense.

The ship was loaded with prohibited industrial equipment with completely fabricated serial numbers or even no serial numbers at all.

capital offense.

There was also a gene stealer locked in a cold storage room in the cargo hold.

A capital offense!

The most outrageous thing is that the captain of this ship is a fucking iron man!

This is beyond the death penalty; it is the ultimate heresy that will be reduced to ashes and its name erased from history!

It can be said that every part of the New Bang, down to the smallest screw, is etched with the word "heresy".

This is like a wanted criminal driving a stolen police car, loaded with drugs and weapons, with a terrorist in the passenger seat, and then swaggering into the police station compound and asking if they can be let through.

As long as Andy dares to sail the boat over there, even if it's just close to that checkpoint.

The psionicists in the Inquisition only need to glance this way, and the Navy's oracles can scan the ship's structure.

The next second, all the light spears and macro cannons will be aimed at this spot.

"Mr. Andy, we can't get through."

Father Zor slumped in his chair, rubbing his face with a mechanical hand.

“Those black ships… their scanning arrays can penetrate conventional shielding. If they find an active Abomination AI on board, we're doomed.”

"Even if we turn around and run, we still can't outrun a naval cruiser."

"Then what do we do?" Gamma-9 asked, "Force our way in?"

"What a load of crap."

Andy rolled her eyes at him.

"Those were two Dictator-class cruisers, accompanied by an entire squadron of Luna-class cruisers, and those black ships. Who knows what kind of advanced technology they're equipped with?"

"Although the New Bang has been repaired, it only has one layer of void shield, and its weapon system is still very immature."

"Using this kind of firepower to break through the blockade line of the regular army is no different from suicide."

The bridge fell silent; everyone stared at the large screen.

Ahead lay an impenetrable blockade and the dark muzzles of cannons; to the left and right lay the vast expanse of deep space, with no supplies and no shipping lanes.

Caught between a rock and a hard place, unable to escape even with wings.

Andy looked at the unlucky spaceships still queuing up.

An ordinary-looking merchant ship was spotted by a black ship as soon as it approached the checkpoint.

Without any warning, a lance on the side of the black ship suddenly opened fire.

"Zi-"

The merchant ship was instantly sliced ​​in two, and the explosion's flames silently bloomed in space.

Clearly, the court discovered something and proceeded with the execution.

This scene sent chills down the spines of everyone on the New Bond.

It's too cruel.

This is the style of the court: better to kill a thousand innocent people than let one guilty person go free.

Under such high pressure and red lines, any clever tricks or pretense are futile.

Andy took a deep breath.

Since conventional methods are not working, we have to think of some unconventional approaches.

If you can't get through it head-on, then go around it?

Impossible. The subspace turbulence around Ruby 2 is too strong; the only way forward is through the "Mouth."

Then...

"Sixth grader."

Andy turned and asked.

What do you think?

Chapter 85 Little Six Confronts Subspace

Xiao Liu did not answer immediately.

The blue breathing light on the console flashed rapidly several times, the frequency so fast it formed a continuous line.

Clearly, her core processor was operating at extremely high load, frantically consuming every data packet transmitted back from the sensors, and building a real-time mathematical model of the surrounding star field.

Three seconds later.

"We can walk a dead end."

Xiao Liu's voice was calm and even, as if he were casually saying, "We can go have a cup of tea."

"A dead end?!"

Father Zor, who was standing next to him, was so frightened that he jumped up from his chair, his semi-mechanical body rattling loudly.

"Are you crazy?"

Zor pointed to the subspace nebula on the holographic screen, which was located at the edge of the "Giant Mouth" channel and was churning wildly and flashing with an eerie purple light.

"That's a high-risk area for warp turbulence, a death zone that even Imperial Navy battleships dare not approach!"

"Going in means certain death, with nothing left but ashes! The laws of physics are all messed up there; gravity is reversed, and time flows backward!"

"You call that a road?!"

Zol's reaction was normal; in fact, it could be said that this was the normal reaction that the people of the Empire should have.

In this age of superstition and ignorance, the warp is synonymous with hell for the vast majority of people.

For navigators who rely entirely on intuition, calm subspace currents are good roads, slightly turbulent waters are dangerous routes, and those turbulent areas with visible energy levels are absolute death traps.

Beyond the 'giant mouth' lies that dead zone.

Because navigators are human too, their mental capacity is limited. Seeing such a violent scene, they went insane before the ship even got inside.

But Andy didn't panic.

He looked at Xiao Liu, a knowing glint in his electronic eyes.

He understood.

“Explain it,” Andy said. “How exactly do I get there?”

"It's very simple."

Xiao Liu pulled up an extremely complex waveform graph, which was densely covered with function curves that ordinary people could not understand at all.

"The chaotic, disorderly, and malicious storm of destruction is essentially just a complex set of high-energy fluid dynamics models in the eyes of the machine."

"Any energy that exists at the edge of the real universe must follow some kind of mathematical law."

Xiao Liu drew a winding, even wildly knotted, red flight path on the screen.

"This machine has just calculated the tidal gravitational parameters of this turbulence."

"Although the subspace energy in this region is violent, its outbursts are cyclical, with extremely small and fleeting low-energy gaps between the energy peaks."

"As long as we are fast enough and our changes of direction are precise enough."

"We can get into the troughs before these crests crash down."

"Not only will it not be harmed, but it can also use the huge tidal thrust generated by the turbulence to accelerate the spaceship."

In her eyes, the so-called demonic whispers and chaotic curses can all be deconstructed into psionic beams and magnetic field interference of different frequencies.

Since it is a wave, it can be calculated; since it is a field, it can be utilized.

This is like sailing on a turbulent sea.

When the empire sees the giant waves, it can only pray for the protection of the divine emperor.

When Xiao Liu saw the giant waves, he thought about how to adjust the angle of the bow and how to use the thrust of the waves to make himself go faster.

"We will eventually re-enter through the subspace turbulence and force our way into the middle of the 'Giant Mouth.' By then, it will be too late for either the Imperial Navy or the Inquisition to catch up."

"understood."

Andy didn't waste any words and made the decision immediately.

"Let's do it this way."

"Adjust course, target, 35 degrees to port, subspace turbulence zone."

Full speed ahead!

……

……

The edge of the Ruby 2 galaxy.

The "New Bang" ship, which was originally waiting in line obediently for the court to inspect, suddenly moved.

Instead of moving forward slowly like other ships, it suddenly turned its bow around, and the plasma engine nozzles at the stern burst out with dazzling blue light.

The pristine white starship broke free of the congested shipping lanes, plunging headlong into the void beside it like a mad drunkard.

Immediately afterwards, the veil of reality was torn apart, and a visible spatial rift was rapidly forming.

This move immediately attracted the attention of the Imperial Navy.

"Sir! Look over there!"

On the bridge of a Dictator-class cruiser, the officer in charge of overall monitoring pointed at the screen and shouted.

"An unidentified spaceship has broken away from the formation!"

"It is forcibly jumping into subspace!"

The captain was a middle-aged man with a burly face, wearing a magnificent naval uniform.

He held his wine glass and glanced casually at the red dot on the screen.

"Hmph, another madman."

The captain sneered, not even bothering to put down the wine in his hand.

"There is no stable subspace node at that location; he will jump directly into the turbulent vortex."

"They were probably terrified by the court's black ship, or there was something shady hidden on board, so they'd rather die than be inspected."

"I've seen plenty of idiots like this these past few days."

"Ignore it."

The captain waved his hand and gave the order.

"Don't waste the precious macro cannon shells."

"Let it go, the warp turbulence will take care of it for us."

"After it explodes, remember to record the location of the wreckage so it won't block your way later."