STC Built

"According to intel, there may be unknown viruses below. Activate the sealed life support system!"

Damon commanded a squad of machine gunners.

Compared to the gear the Empire issued to its grunts, the CMC Combat Suit was just as common in the stars, but its built-in life support allowed soldiers to fight in harsh environments and even survive and build in a vacuum.

Damon glanced at Veil beside him. The humans of this world gave him a completely different feeling...

The ships here were astonishingly massive, every inch steeped in heavy religious overtones.

Despite possessing equally high technology, their treatment of ordinary people was appallingly cruel.

Even the tyrant Mengsk from his own world would provide his soldiers with adequate equipment.

"Switch ammo! The enemy's armor is weak—no need for armor-piercing rounds. Swap to implosion rounds to maximize kill radius!"

"Yes, sir!"

As the elevator reached the Lower Deck, Veil immediately led Damon and the others toward the fighting.

Plague-bearing traitors were storming the defensive line formed by the Enforcer Squad. Wherever the traitors gathered in large numbers, a faint green Toxic Fog formed. Compared to the traitors' wild shots and suicidal charges, these poisons born from Chaos Sorcery were the deadliest threat.

"Free fire! Free fire!!"

Damon gave the order without hesitation! The enemy's dense formation didn't even require aiming.

The C-14s swapped to implosion rounds, and their effect—similar to bolter shells—caused massive casualties instantly. Each time an implosion round precisely struck an enemy, the resulting fiery blast cleared both the traitor's flesh and the surrounding Toxic Fog.

Fire had a remarkable effect against Nurgle's Plague! With the heavy intervention of eight machine gunners, the momentum the traitors had just built up was shattered in an instant.

The deadly Toxic Fog was also purified under the flames—let the fire cleanse everything!

In just over ten seconds, Damon and his men emptied their magazines, and the smell of roasted meat filled the sealed space.

"Sir! We won't have enough ammo to hold out much longer!" one machine gunner said to Damon.

"I know. The commander will solve that soon."

The defending enforcers cheered. They knew the ship had a new captain, and the Rogue Trader's disappearance had cast a shadow over their hearts.

But when they learned these powerful warriors came from their new captain, Gao Yi, hope reignited in their hearts.

The slain cultists also transformed into Psionic Crystals, landing in Gao Yi's pocket.

Seeing the 500 Psionic Crystals instantly added to his stash, Gao Yi breathed a sigh of relief.

"If I weren't worried about losing all the crew... I'd love to camp this spawn point..."

Just then, Pavian arrived at the Bridge.

"My lord, the compartment has been cleared for you. The Servitors have placed the metal you requested inside. Why exactly do you need these materials?"

"That fast? Come on, follow me! Maybe the Omnissiah is about to reveal itself!"

With Pavian leading the way, Gao Yi arrived at the emptied compartment, where two SCVs were already waiting.

In this short time, Pavian had thoroughly studied the structure of these two machines, yet he still couldn't find the principle behind how an SCV could effortlessly repair a Warp engine.

To him, the SCV's construction wasn't complex—after all, it was just an ordinary engineering device from the Star World.

But these creations, which didn't even register a Machine Spirit, could still accomplish the impossible.

Standing before the SCVs, Gao Yi opened the construction menu.

Seeing that the required resources were met, Gao Yi immediately started building a Barracks.

The Psionic Crystals transformed into an invisible force, merging into the two SCVs, and the SCVs, receiving their orders, drove toward the pile of prepared metal.

"SCV ready!"

Then, a scene like a miracle unfolded...

"Clang..."

The Axe of Omnissiah slipped from Pavian's hand and hit the floor. At that moment, he felt the heart that had been replaced with a Cybernetic Limb begin to pound violently again.

The massive pile of metal was melting and reshaping in the SCVs' hands, and a huge metal structure began to take shape at an astonishing speed.

"This... this is impossible... This is a miracle... No mortal could do this! Could it be that the incarnation of the Omnissiah he spoke of is the captain himself?"

Everything before him had completely shattered his understanding... Everything he had learned before seemed like a joke. But if he substituted Gao Yi for the Omnissiah, it all suddenly made sense!

"Ten minutes? Slower than in the game, but totally acceptable!"

Gao Yi watched quietly as the Barracks gradually took shape under the SCVs' work.

Ten minutes passed quickly. Soon, the SCVs stopped, and a brand-new human Barracks stood before Gao Yi.

With the Barracks completed, Gao Yi checked the items it could produce.

Marine: full gear and ammo, 10/set per minute Firebat: full gear and ammo, 15/set per minute Marauder: full gear and ammo, 15/set per minute Medic: full gear, 15/set per minute Ghost Operative: full gear and ammo

(According to the strength of the metal input, the armor strength of the equipment can be increased.)

The first three only required metal for mass production, but the last one, the Ghost Operative, also required a Psyker in addition to the metal. Seeing the crafting conditions, Gao Yi temporarily gave up on the Ghost Operative. Psykers weren't common goods; the ones on this ship had more important uses—they were needed to maintain the Gellar Field and navigate out of the Warp.

Gao Yi ordered the Servitors to dump all the excess metal into the Barracks.

Soon, CMC Combat Suits and C-14 rifles rolled off the assembly line with machine-like regularity, along with crates of ammunition.

"This... is this a sacred STC?! Could you truly be the incarnation of the Omnissiah?!"

To produce finished products with just simple resources—wasn't that exactly what an STC could achieve?!!!

Everyone knew that any useful STC could affect the entire Imperium, and the Adeptus Mechanicus would pay a terrifying price for each one.

Once, two Imperial Guard soldiers discovered an STC for a combat knife, and their reward was an entire planet.

STCs also varied in quality. Some could produce powerful vehicles or equipment, but the cost and time involved made mass production impossible.

Gao Yi's Barracks could churn out a set of CMC gear and weapons in ten minutes, and that was with just one Barracks. If the number of Barracks increased, a single day's output could arm an entire army—with no upper limit!

Pavian dared not imagine what reward the Imperium would give for such an STC. Perhaps, if he had the chance to submit it, he could go straight to Mars for a post!

And the Gao Yi before him possessed the ability to mass-produce such STCs. Unheard of. To effortlessly create such Holy Relics—what else could he be but the incarnation of the Omnissiah?

"Great Omnissiah, your loyal servant Pavian offers you a binary hymn, hoping you will hear it. Flesh is Weak, Machine Ascension—grant me the chance to follow by your side!"

Watching Pavian kneel before him, Gao Yi didn't bother to explain. Since the man took him for the Omnissiah, why refuse? Pavian's loyalty was now likely on par with Damon and Connie, units summoned directly.

Having a world with gods had its perks—things that couldn't be explained could be chalked up to miracles, and revealing miracles could quickly earn others' loyalty.