Lycard Orbital Station

Seeing everyone staring at him, Blood Pigeon felt a bit embarrassed.

But he still straightened his back, trying his best to appear composed.

"Have you ever flown a plane?" Qin Yun walked up to Blood Pigeon and asked.

"I've flown a trainer aircraft under someone else's instruction."

"You've flown a trainer aircraft!!"

Qin Yun considered this for a moment before nodding.

"Then I'll entrust this mission to you. If you can get the Valkyrie to fly successfully, you will be the fighter commander of the Imperial Glory, plus thirty thousand Contribution Points."

The other players heard this and wore expressions of envy.

"Having professional skills and knowledge really makes you the child of the version."

"He got a promotion, a fighter commander! Can someone tell me if this rank is a Major or a Lieutenant Colonel??"

"Envy, jealousy, and hatred. For the first time, I regret not studying hard when I was in school."

"If I had known, I would have studied hard instead of spending all my time trying to date my English teacher."

"You even went after your teacher, you animal. Was she pretty? Did you succeed? No offense, I just want to know the truth so I can despise you properly."

"Do we need professional skills and knowledge adapted to the current version to unlock hidden gameplay??"

"..."

Seeing the players beating their chests and wailing incessantly.

Dovahkiin, Magical Monkey, and other student players like Warmaster exchanged glances.

They silently solidified their resolve to study hard.

This was the power of knowledge; even in a game, it could play a role.

Blood Pigeon entered the cockpit of the Valkyrie.

What met his eyes were instruments and buttons as dense as a spider web.

At first glance, his eyes were already swimming.

"I need a co-pilot."

After briefly familiarizing himself with the cockpit, Blood Pigeon climbed out and requested of Qin Yun, "Someone with a quick mind who follows orders."

Qin Yun turned to the players, "Who is willing to serve as his co-pilot? The reward is the position of deputy fighter commander, plus ten thousand Contribution Points."

"Me!"

"Me!"

"Pick me, pick me."

"I am clever, quick-witted, and diligent."

The players raised their hands one after another, their faces full of anticipation.

Putting the Contribution Points aside for a moment.

Just learning how to fly the Valkyrie could be considered a huge profit.

This game was too realistic and focused on details.

The more you knew, the greater your value.

The more hidden gameplay you could unlock.

"You pick one." Qin Yun looked back at Blood Pigeon, letting him choose for himself.

"Pick me, Blood Pigeon, I'll Venmo you five thousand offline."

"Money is just an external possession. Pick me, and I'll introduce you to the junior I just met."

"Ahem! Ahem!" Qin Yun interrupted the players attempting to bribe Blood Pigeon, "Such behavior is a serious violation."

Qin Yun's words made the players behave instantly, not daring to speak out of turn.

They could only fix their eager gazes on Blood Pigeon, hoping he would choose them.

Blood Pigeon hesitated for a moment before finally choosing Milk Dragon.

During the previous team assignments, Milk Dragon was the veteran player responsible for guiding him and another newcomer.

They knew each other well, were familiar with one another, and worked well together.

Milk Dragon looked excited, trotting over to Blood Pigeon's side.

"I knew that an outstanding person like me is like a shining piece of gold; it can't be hidden."

The crowd of players rolled their eyes.

Outstanding my foot!!

He just purely benefited from being assigned to guide the newcomers.

Ignoring the wailing players, Blood Pigeon and Milk Dragon began studying the Valkyrie's control console according to the manual.

Qin Yun wanted to create a quiet environment for the two of them, so he sent the players off to do their daily tasks.

He then instructed Old Bird, Magical Monkey, Dovahkiin, and other players who understood how to maintain mechanical equipment to stay behind and assist Blood Pigeon and Milk Dragon.

After making these arrangements, Qin Yun headed to the Chapel of Prayers to see when the new reservation slots would be released.

This time, Qin Yun did not intend to release all the slots at once.

Instead, he would reserve a portion to invite players who possessed special skills and professional knowledge.

To maintain the Imperial Glory and complete the missions issued by the Emperor, relying solely on fighting and killing was not enough; a comprehensive logistical support system was also required.

He would ask Old Bird later if any of his colleagues liked playing games.

He would also ask Blood Pigeon about recruiting some players who knew how to pilot aircraft.

He would have to find ways to recruit in other technical fields as well.

Just as Qin Yun was thinking about how to better complete the Emperor's mission, a golden light screen appeared before him.

[Mission: Assist the Loyalists in Recapturing Planet Automata

Planet Automata is mired in the flames of war due to a rebellion by Cultists, and the local Imperial citizens are waiting day and night for the Emperor's salvation.

Please defeat the enemies who have plunged the Imperial citizens into suffering and allow the civilians to return to their normal lives.

Reward: A pair of flight wings (Epic grade)

]

After reviewing the contents of the new mission, Qin Yun prayed to the Emperor and learned the time when the new reservation slots would be released.

Afterward, he headed to the command hall to log in and check the chat group messages.

In the real world.

"I didn't expect a game to have such high requirements for professional expertise. What am I supposed to do, being in finance?!"

Qian Donglai sighed after logging out of the game.

He felt that what he had learned was of no use in the current stage of Warhammer Online.

He could only hope that the officials would introduce farming gameplay in the future.

If he could secure a position as a Planetary Governor or a reform supervisor, his financial knowledge might finally come in handy.

"Forget it, no point in overthinking it. If I can't use my professional advantages, being a Psyker is pretty good too."

He opened the chat group, preparing to share his insights from the day.

Guilliman is the Only Sun: "Why is everyone so quiet? Don't tell me you've all gone off to play the game? Seeing you all play is more painful than killing me. I beg you, stop playing, let's all come out and chat."

I Don't Want to Be a Stinky Can: "Stop shouting, it's just us few left here who didn't get a reservation slot."

Auspex Plays Genshin Smoothly: "Sigh, how tragic."

Slaanesh's Ten-Times-A-Night Stud: "Hehe, I'm here again to share the latest game news with everyone."

"Group admin [Slaanesh's Ten-Times-A-Night Stud] has enabled group mute."

"After a grueling battle, the players cleared the Mutants from the lowest deck and successfully regained control of the Imperial Glory."

"Guide had several players restart the reactor, allowing the Imperial Glory to resume operation."

"The players who are freshmen at the flight academy have accepted a mission from Guide and are currently learning to pilot the Valkyrie, with plans to head to Planet Automata to open up a new map."

"Warhammer Online is a game where knowledge and professional skills from the real world are transferable."

"Possessing professional skills and knowledge will grant a better start in the game, and might even allow for the development of hidden gameplay."

".."

"That is all for today's game highlights, thank you everyone."

Qin Yun, who was lurking, took the opportunity to send the relevant video of Old Bird restarting the reactor.

This action blew up the chat, bringing out both the players who weren't online and the netizens who hadn't managed to reserve a game slot.

Dazed Krieg: "Interesting, the gameplay is actually this rich. It looks exactly like the real thing."

Guilliman is the Only Sun: "You can post these, and the Regent is very happy, but you don't give out game slots, and the Regent is very unhappy. Macragge is calling me, hurry up and give me a game slot."

I Don't Want to Be a Stinky Can: "JPG: Ah! Ah! I'll kill you all!"

Auspex Plays Genshin Smoothly: "@The Company Slave Drafted by the Emperor, group owner, when are you releasing new reservation slots?"

"That's right, new slots, why aren't you releasing new slots?"

"Stop the closed beta, just go to open beta already. I can't wait anymore."

"A petition from the masses, we demand an open beta."

"Yes, open beta, it must be an open beta."

The Company Slave Drafted by the Emperor: "Fifty slots will be released tomorrow. Additionally, the company has provided some special invitation slots, and I would like to invite players with professional knowledge and skills to enter the game for testing."

September Ninth Remembrance Battle-Brother: "I work in auto repair, does that count?"

The Company Slave Drafted by the Emperor: "@September Ninth Remembrance Battle-Brother, that works. You can send the relevant proof to me, and if it passes, I will send you a reservation slot."

Guilliman is the Only Sun: "Ah, no way, this actually works?!"

I Don't Want to Be a Stinky Can: "Group owner, does being a programming slave count?"

The Company Slave Drafted by the Emperor: "It does. Anyone with a specialized skill can contact me. If you pass, I'll send you a reservation slot."

"You can also ask friends around you who are proficient in a certain field to see if they are interested in joining the game's closed beta."

After a period of exploration and trial and error.

Blood Pigeon and Milk Dragon really managed to get the Valkyrie to take off successfully.

They even flew a few laps around the Imperial Glory.

The Valkyries could not fight in the deep void, but they could fly in low orbit to execute ship-to-ground landing missions.

Qin Yun watched the training of Blood Pigeon and Milk Dragon several times.

After confirming that the Valkyries they operated could take off and land safely.

He planned to take the players to the most magnificent orbital station platform of Atoma first to check the situation.

As for why he didn't let the Imperial Glory go there directly.

Who knew what the situation was like over at the orbital station?!

If it had already been controlled by the Rebels, it would be a nightmare.

Their numbers were too few; there was no way they could operate a Lunar-class Cruiser properly.

Once the opponent opened fire, they wouldn't even be able to return fire and would only be able to take a beating passively.

By taking the Valkyrie over, even if they encountered an accident, the only loss would be a single Valkyrie.

Considering there might be enemies, Qin Yun selected the twenty players most skilled in combat.

The other players remained on the Imperial Glory under the command of Old Bird, continuing to clear out the warship and repair damaged equipment.

They also took the opportunity to help the newcomers who were about to log in get familiar with the environment.

After all the players boarded, Blood Pigeon and Milk Dragon started the engines and thrusters according to the procedure.

Subsequently, the heavy hangar doors opened, and the Valkyrie slid out along the runway.

After entering the void, the thrusters spewed plasma light as they flew toward the orbital station.

The void was vast and boundless, making the Valkyrie appear exceptionally tiny.

Without a reference point, people could hardly even perceive whether the Valkyrie was moving forward.

Half an hour later, the orbital station, which had originally been just a small black dot, grew larger and larger as the distance closed.

The orbital station was about a hundred kilometers in diameter, magnificent and shaped like a giant rugby ball.

Floating in the void near the station were the wrecks of starships.

Some were still exploding, emitting bright flashes of fire.

Countless corpses drifted through the void, most of them wearing the uniform of the Double-Headed Eagle.

The players widened their eyes, observing the situation outside through the portholes.

"Is this what a void battlefield is like?"

"It's so terrifying, so many corpses."

"."

Qin Yun sent messages to the station repeatedly, but there was no response at first.

It was only when they got close enough to the station to see the floating wrecks and corpses with the naked eye that they finally received a response.

"Welcome to Lycard Orbital Station, strangers."

A hoarse, mechanical voice appeared in the Valkyrie's communication system.

Qin Yun said: "I am the captain of the Imperial Glory. Please state your name and position."

"I will tell you, but not now."

"What do you mean?"

"Existing data indicates that the probability of you being Loyalists is only 22.54%."

"We are one hundred percent loyal to the Emperor."

"Then prove it to me. Go to entrance Y-107H; there is a group of Cultists entrenched there. Wipe them out."

"How do I know which faction you belong to? Are you using us?"

That voice sounded again, carrying a hint of mockery.

"If I wanted to wipe you out, I would only need to press a small button in front of me. The weapon systems still operating on the station would instantly destroy a Valkyrie without shields."

"If it weren't for the fact that the Valkyrie's Machine Spirit still has the Blessing of the Omnissiah, you would already be dead."

PS: In the meme, after Jagatai went to the Thousand Sons' home world, a portion of the White Scars wanted to rebel with Horus, while others did not, so they started fighting.

As always, the humble author asks for your continued reading and votes.