Traveling through the Warhammer world, but I didn’t cry - #1063 - Chapter 1060 I will return

Finally, there was the issue of forgetting. Lin Fan remembered the background story quite clearly. After all, there are only a few major events, and the remaining scenes are often just a few sentences in the book. But when it comes to the rules, that’s not the case. There are many entries and characteristics written in a whole book. If you are not a die-hard player of the race, it will be difficult to memorize them.

For example, for the Apocalypse level and Legend level rules, Lin Fan simply did not have the financial resources or energy to build such a huge legion, so he was quite unfamiliar with the rules of these two series.

There are also conflicts in rules and values ​​between different versions. This is good news for Lin Fan. He can switch the values ​​of units at will, allowing their strongest side to be displayed on the battlefield.

Anyway, apart from me, no one in this world knows the rules of Warhammer. Isn’t it me who has the final say?

During the test, Lin Fan also tried to compile a few unit cards, but these unit cards would cause great changes in the rules of the world when affected by the dice rules, and the turbulence of time and space could tear units apart.

Seeing this, Lin Fan could only give up the idea of ​​compiling unit cards, and turned around and tried his best to remember which unit he had been severely strengthened by during the battle.

One day, Lin Fan looked at the screen of the Brilliant Star Chart and began to think about a strange question.

Although the power of subjectivity is powerful, it seems to have high and low levels. The content known before crossing the world seems to be more stable after being subjectively strengthened, and the content known after crossing the world will be more dangerous after being subjectively strengthened.

Just like the 1+1\u003d2 known before time travel is more advanced than the 1+1\u003d2 known after time travel.

If this is the case, can we rely on some of the insights we gained before traveling to create a more stable world?

Lin Fan thought for a while and felt that some inspiration flashed in his mind, but he couldn’t catch it for a while. Finally, he blinked his eyes and thought that it would be better to crush that bitch of Tzeentch first and then consider these issues.

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In the center of the galaxy, Tzeentch is busy preparing for the grand stage where he and Lin Fan will fight. The dense planets are crushed into powder by him and the Deceiver, mixed with subspace energy, and finally spread out in the void. The structure of a round sky and a square earth that the ancients had envisioned became a reality in the hands of Tzeentch.

Preparing the battlefield also requires preparing an army. The troops that Tzeentch can control include the summoned orcs, the Tyranid swarm that promised a new restaurant, the demon servants of the gods, and the degenerates who can transform into any form.

Tzeentch relied on his own intuition and past experience to set deformation indicators for the degraded body, and batches of legions continued to walk out of the factory. The phalanx composed of millions of Death Seal Assassins was terrifying. Tzeentch could already imagine the wonderful moment when all the leaders of Lin Fan’s army were killed the moment they landed.

Tzeentch couldn’t help but laugh, he was determined to win.

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Lin Fan’s days were very regular. First, he would look at the Brilliant Star Chart to break his blood pressure. Then he would do a small experiment with the Necrontyr on subjective creation and the rules of chess pieces. After his blood pressure dropped, he would continue to look at the Brilliant Star Chart. The cycle would go on and on without any breaks. .

Sometimes Lin Fan is really depressed, so he goes to see Trazin and Olican arguing. These two enemies always have many contradictions that make him laughable.

Time passed bit by bit, until one day, Trazin rushed to Lin Fan angrily, complaining that the emperor had made his museum a mess.

“That clock? I thought you had thrown him away a long time ago.”

“I thought there wouldn’t be a second time…who knew the Emperor would come again.” Trazin said angrily, “Go to Terra. The Emperor has something to discuss with you. ”

“Okay.” Lin Fan stood up and left. After passing through the super-dimensional portal, he stood on the land of Terra. All the ruins were cleared by Dorn, and new buildings were erected. Many workers could be seen coming and going, including the Imperial Fists, holding data tablets in their hands and arguing with their companions about construction issues.

“Ah, you’re here.” Dorn was the first to greet him. He was wearing a custom-made yellow safety helmet and darker-colored, wear-resistant work clothes. If you ignore his Primarch status, Dorn just looks like an oversized hard worker.

Dorn looks much younger now, possibly because the Emperor’s awakening and the return of his brothers have given the stubborn man hope for humanity’s revival.

Lin Fan returned the greeting to Dorn, who nodded without any further courtesy and walked directly to the palace with Lin Fan.

It is rare to see the Imperial Guard patrolling the Royal Palace now. Some are sent to various parts of the galaxy to find the anonymous Sisters of Silence, and the other part fills the vacancies in the Terran Administrative Council. Their superhuman qualities are not only reflected in combat.

Enter the throne room and sit on the chair. The Emperor and Odemeyer had been waiting here for a long time. Lin Fan could see a trace of relaxation on the Emperor’s face. It seemed that he had rested well in the past few years.

Why do these two people look more and more like a couple the more they look at each other?

Seeing Odemeyer and the Emperor sitting together and chatting, Lin Fan couldn’t help but complain.

After a while, the round table was once again filled with the original bodies, but this time they did not come in person, but used psychic spells to remotely project a virtual image that was difficult to distinguish between true and false.

Leman Russ greeted the Emperor enthusiastically as soon as he saw him, and the Emperor smiled and nodded, briefly responding to Leman Russ’s greetings.

Lin Fan looked around and then asked, “Why is there an empty seat there? Where are the Angrons?”

The emperor replied, “Angron found a place to live in seclusion and farm and fish every day.”

“It’s good to live in seclusion. Angron is the biggest help if he doesn’t fight and kill.” Magnus commented, and then Leman Russ gave him a sharp mouth, “Indeed, you should play less tricks. It can also be of great help to the empire.”

Magnus stared at Leman Russ with resentment, saying that he had changed now and that all psychic research was under the supervision of the Emperor.

“That’s what you said after the meeting back then.” Leman Russ looked unbelieving, and was so angry that Magnus’s projection began to become distorted.

The Emperor did not call them to meet just to watch the brothers quarrel. He slapped the table and warned the two brothers not to continue quarreling.

“Okay, father, why did you call us here this time? I still have many projects that need approval.” Perturabo said. It is difficult to feel the sadness from him now. It must be due to the reconstruction in the past few years. The job allowed him to showcase his rarely used talents.

The Emperor did not answer directly, but first looked at Sanguinius and Ferrus, the two primarchs responsible for guarding the Golden Throne.

Ferrus closed his eyes and elbowed Sanguinius twice. The latter reluctantly stood up, saluted his brothers and said, “The God-Emperor is about to return.”

For real vision under the Warhammer rules, players need to observe from behind the chess pieces, rather than from a bird’s eye view. (Old guy! Your augur is the most useless!)