Kairos's Shock

"Tzeentch really is Chosen."

"Kairos would be devastated if he saw him."

"From this moment on, this brother's status in Tzeentch's heart has far surpassed that of Sanguinius, and he has been listed as the white moonlight who must be ascended to the demon realm."

"Sanguinius? Shouldn't it be Magnus?"

"You mean that sunburnt One-Eyed Ogryn with extraordinary wisdom? Didn't he already get it?"

"What does that mean?"

"What you get is just rotten tea leaves; what you can't get is what you call the white moonlight."

"The Commander's insight is brilliant!"

"..."

The nearby players were buzzing with discussion, their gazes toward Old Thirteen ranging from surprise to teasing.

The Old Thirteen stretched out his hand and looked at his ten fingers.

At that moment, he finally understood why.

How could there possibly be Ogryn in the Warhammer Universe who can count to nine?!

Reaching seven is the limit that only Tzeentch could achieve after exhausting and killing countless Greater Daemons.

If Ogryn counts to ten, the person in charge of teaching him will likely become a demon.

Unfortunately, according to the faction divisions in the game,

I'm on the Emperor's side.

Being able to count to ten is also a testament to the Emperor's power; Tzeentch was unable to elevate the Emperor to the status of Greater Daemon.

"You're Tzeentch's Chosen, Brother Zhong will definitely like you."

Dora patted the Old Thirteen's burly body and chuckled.

The Old Thirteen's face immediately darkened.

Brother Zhong is the Chapter Master of the Demon Hunter Warband, and his greatest passions are demons and heretics.

Do you like yourself?

Could it be that they're thinking of using themselves as a KPI to boost their performance?

"Welcome to hell, the Emperor's inferior currency."

The projection appeared, Xi Ling's figure appeared above the crowd in the church, marking the login screen for new players.

Because of the Quantum Beacon, Xi Ling's consciousness can disregard space and cover the Planet Automata, receiving and transmitting information in real time.

Therefore, the projection of Xi Ling at this time is not a pre-stored projection, but a real-time one.

Just after finishing her opening remarks, Xi Ling spotted Ogryn standing out from the crowd and paused for a moment in surprise.

Even as C'tan, she was slightly shocked.

Xi Ling suppressed her slight surprise and recited her lines verbatim.

Then she let the players move around freely.

"Flesh and blood are weak, Mechanical Ascension. Join the Mechanicus Madmen Warband and welcome the great evolution!"

"A real man should be like Astartes, carrying a gun and shooting."

"Exclusively for players of the Ecclesiarchy. Are there any brothers or sisters who want to pursue the Sisters of Battle or priest route? Welcome to Scarlet Rose."

"Magic is the only way, magic is the only truth, brothers, Hogwarts welcomes you."

"..."

As the scale of the campaign expanded, all Chapter experienced manpower shortages.

As soon as the new players logged in, they all started recruiting.

"Any science and engineering majors here? Dora Workshop is recruiting with a hefty reward! Join now and receive Exoskeleton Armor and Chainsword."

Dora set up a recruitment booth with the help of MC Mythology.

The speaker on the Servo-skull continuously repeated the pre-recorded words.

Do you accept students from the Agricultural Academy?

A newbie with the ID "Planting Mushrooms with a Golden Toilet" squeezed to the recruitment desk at Dora Workshop to ask questions.

"Agricultural Academy? Sorry, Dora Workshop leans towards mechanical engineering, your major isn't really suitable."

Dora shook her head, politely declining the offer.

"Okay." Mushroom scratched his head and went to ask the next Chapter.

Unfortunately, no players have yet formed farming-focused Chapter.

The Adeptus Mechanicus are responsible for this type of work.

"Looks like I'll have to be a lone wolf for a while."

After asking around, Mushroom felt a little depressed.

I was originally planning to use my expertise to make a name for myself in the game.

There was no agricultural Chapter at all.

I'm so angry! Farming-themed gameplay doesn't even include farming itself?

I just wanted to log into the game and grow Mushroom!

"Hey bro, you're from the Agricultural Academy too?"

A player with the ID "Father of Rice" called out to Mushroom.

"The same to you?"

"I'm from East China Agricultural University," Shui Dao said shyly as she introduced herself.

"I heard that this game is 100% realistic, and you can repair machinery and do scientific research, so I was wondering if I could use it for agriculture."

"My roommate was also selected along with me."

Rice brought over another newbie with the ID (Potato is also a coarse grain).

"I'm from the Eastern University College of Agriculture." Mushroom scratched his head. "I asked around, but no one was doing agriculture. It seems like nobody really likes doing agriculture."

"It's not that I don't like it, but this game emphasizes 100% realism. Any gameplay involving technical skills requires you to have the corresponding knowledge," Shui Dao explained. "There are already few people working in agriculture in real life, and even fewer in the game."

"That makes sense," Mushroom nodded.

Rice said confidently, "Besides, if we don't have Chapter, we can just form our own Chapter that specializes in farming and fighting. Look, we already have three people now, and if we ask around a bit more, we can gather a whole bunch of people."

"At that time, we'll pool our money to Chapter, buy an agricultural research institute, and buy a plantation."

"Hmm." Mushroom nodded. "Then could you help me catch Orks mushrooms so I can study how to Mushroom?"

"Of course you can."

"..."

On the other side,

"Your real-life job is driving a cargo ship??" Mount and Blade King looked at the newbie with the ID (Big Blue) in front of him. "Then do you know how to operate a warship?"

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

"You're quite a talent, alright, I'll let you join the Emperor's Cattle Warband. The boss and the others recently bought warships and are short of people. After you finish your newbie training, I'll send you to Scintilla."

Mount and Blade King added the Big Blue to the Chapter, leaving him standing aside.

Once recruitment is over, we'll send them all to receive novice training.

Recruitment is in full swing, with many newbies asking about the focus and benefits of Chapter.

Players who couldn't find a suitable Chapter or were thinking of becoming lone wolves chose to leave first and do their newbie quests.

Newcomer Task: Complete basic training.

Having just arrived, you must know nothing about this vast world yet. The wise Planetary Governor, Feng, has tailored a newcomer training program for you. Hurry up and complete it!

Requirements: Accept training from new instructors and gain basic familiarity with firearms and other operations.

Reward: 500 Contribution Points, 5 Honor Points.

Because he's a veteran member of the cattle and horses chat group, and also because of Ogryn's physical condition,

Many Chapter are willing to recruit Old Thirteen.

After all, Ogryn is a top-tier cannon fodder.

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

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

Joining a Chapter that matches your talents and personality will make the game more enjoyable.

For firepower enthusiasts, entering Chapter where close-quarters combat is preferred is pure torture.

Players who are keen on Mechanical Ascension often clash with Chapter who worship flesh and blood enhancement.

Therefore, choosing Chapter is also very important, as it relates to whether you can find like-minded companions.

Stepping out of the church, you enter a spacious square.

Dozens of transport ships with their engines running roared, waiting to haul the players away.

Guards wearing exoskeletons guided these novice God Chosen into the transport pod.

"What a powerful God Chosen!!"

The guards maintaining order looked surprised when they saw the Old Thirteen.

An Ogryn, that's a very rare sight.

The Old Thirteen ignored the people's surprise and chose a transport boat with fewer people.

A dozen minutes later, the transport ship took off and flew towards the training ground on the edge of the Hive City.

The training ground covers a vast area and was specially set up for training new players.

Once the players stepped off the transport ship, instructors were already waiting for them.

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

A middle-aged man in uniform stood ramrod straight and introduced himself to the players who stepped off the transport ship.

The beginner training lasted for two days.

From aiming and firing firearms to using Monofilament Blade, Chainsword, and Power Sword in Melee Combat, as well as operating and assembling Exoskeleton Power Armor.

Bulus explained everything in detail and let the players get started, making sure they understood the basics.

After completing First Company of training sessions,

Bulus distributed Recruit Medal to every player who underwent training.

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

After saying that, he turned and left to greet the next batch of God Chosen.

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

One player quipped,

The others burst into laughter.

Upon completing the training, the players all leveled up and gained new skills.

On the transport ship returning to the Hive City, the players exchanged information about their skills.

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

"Cautious."

"Endure Pain."

"..."

Someone patted the Old Thirteen on the shoulder, "And you, Tzeentch's Chosen?"

"I'll say it again, I am not Tzeentch Chosen, don't call me that," the Old Thirteen reiterated sternly. "Also, whatever skills or talents I acquire are none of your business."

"Did you get the Smart Head talent?" the player next to me whispered. "Don't worry, tell me, and I promise I won't tell anyone else."

"I don't possess any Smart Head or talent; what I possess is Warp Perception."

The Old Thirteen regretted his words as soon as they were spoken.

"You still say you're not Tzeentch 'Chosen?" The player next to him stared wide-eyed, his face filled with shock. "Being able to count to 10 is one thing, but you've even mastered Warp Perception? That's a prerequisite skill for psionic abilities!"

Inside the transport ship, all the players who had been chatting animatedly turned to look at Old Thirteen, their gazes complex and their discussions lively.

"You're not the boss's favorite son, are you? Getting the hidden skin Ogryn is one thing, but you can even control psionic powers?"

"Is this what it means to be incredibly lucky? I'm so envious."

"I'm so angry! Ogryn, who knows magic, there's only been one like him in the Warhammer Universe."

"..."

Old Thirteen: "..."

Okay, I blame myself for not being able to control my anger.

Now, he can't shake off the title of Tzeentch 'Chosen.

Warp

In the ever-changing Crystal Labyrinth,

Kairos continues to weave his destiny and future.

Satisfying believers who crave knowledge or gifts in a perverse way.

"I offer this world to you through intrigue, Lord of Eternal Fate and Wisdom, grant me eternity."

The voices of the believers echoed in Kairos's ears.

Through the Crystal Labyrinth, he saw what was happening in the mortal world.

A devout believer stands atop the burning ruins, praying to the Lord of Change.

This man is a master of intrigue, possessing vast knowledge and adept at manipulating people's hearts and plotting schemes.

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

Through intrigue, two powerful forces were brought to war, ultimately destroying the entire world.

"This guy actually orchestrated a successful conspiracy that plunged a planet into chaos, that's amazing. But this story needs a dramatic twist to make it resonate in the Warp."

As Kairos whispered

The landscape of the mortal world has changed.

A laser beam shot from behind, instantly piercing the believer's chest.

Several loyal Imperium soldiers limped out from behind their bunkers.

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

Loyal Imperium soldiers killed the traitor, ending the catastrophe.

And so, the Imperium won another victory.

The names of traitors would be recorded in the archives by Imperium scholars as a warning to future generations.

The believers are remembered, and that too is a kind of eternity.

Kairos nodded in satisfaction, pleased with the outcome.

This fulfilled the wish of bestowing blessings and allowed the story to end satisfactorily.

In the Warp, a new Tzeentch Daemon was born.

It is an echo of the conspiracy orchestrated by that believer, a reflection of the Realspace.

Kairos smiled; fate is indeed unpredictable.

Mortals cannot comprehend the wisdom of the Lord of Change, simply because they have never understood what the Chaos Gods truly are.

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

For Tzeentch, mere success is meaningless.

It must exhibit a capricious nature.

Only by giving birth to the Unliving can one increase one's own power and authority.

In his spare time, Kairos turned his gaze to the Calixis Sector.

I want to see how those Corpse Emperor's servants are doing!

When he saw Ogryn, who possessed a psionic aura, his eyes widened in surprise.

This is Tzeentch!