Death World: Catachan

This simulation ended. Duration: one minute.

The following options could be retained from this simulation:

One: The Emperor's Gaze (Human Affinity)

Two: None available

Three: None available

This simulation lasted less than twenty-four hours. Simulator wear had been waived.

The second simulation ended swiftly.

Like a shooting star, it vanished in an instant.

"All right, at least I lived a few dozen seconds longer."

The urge to complain blazed fiercely in Rorschach's chest.

Then, his gaze fell upon the only reward available in the Simulator.

The Emperor's Gaze (Human Affinity): You will be protected by The Emperor. Most humans will view you more favorably, while Chaos and xenos will view you less favorably.

Rorschach blinked and chose the reward.

His prayer to The Emperor had only been a bold attempt.

He had never expected it to truly draw The Emperor's attention!

The Emperor, founder of the Imperium of Man in the Warhammer Universe.

Those who revered him called him the God-Emperor, the Master of Mankind, the Omnissiah...

The monsters who hated him cursed him as the Corpse Emperor, the False Emperor, witchcraft-wielding salted meat...

The Emperor loved no individual human. What he loved was humanity as a whole.

"Hopefully, the next simulation won't attract the Chaos Gods, right? The Emperor Protects..."

Rorschach unconsciously swallowed.

The thought of his skull exploding and dying from a headshot now left him with a deeper shadow.

At that moment, Rorschach seemed to have forgotten all his troubles in reality.

Like an internet-addicted teenager, he impatiently began the next simulation.

Simulation initializing--

You have arrived in the Warhammer Universe

Time: Unknown

Location: Imperium Nihilus · Catachan System · Catachan

You stepped onto the planet's surface and were delighted to discover a small human outpost right before your eyes.

Before you could celebrate, countless deadly plants and animals had already surrounded you.

You survived by sheer luck and did not die.

A Catachan Human who had gone out to hunt rescued you and brought you back to the outpost.

You expressed your loyalty to The Emperor and temporarily survived.

You discovered that there was only one Catachan Human in the small outpost. He was a Catachan Recruit undergoing intensified wilderness survival training.

You tried to learn combat and survival skills from him. Though he was a man of few words, you still saw a trace of approval in his eyes.

During the first week, you followed the Catachan Recruit through extremely intense Physical Training. You began urinating blood frequently, and after collapsing, you did not even want to move a finger.

During the second week, the Catachan Recruit taught you about the local deadly plants and animals. From their shapes and colors to their habits and traits, if you failed to remember any of it, you were forced to undergo Catachan Combat Training. You seemed to have lost several teeth and felt worse than dead.

During the third week, you followed the Catachan Recruit through basic firearms training. Your shooting results were good, and you earned the Catachan Recruit's approval.

You accidentally discovered that the injuries caused by the past two weeks of extreme Physical Training had actually healed. You believed it was thanks to the Ant-Grub Cans treasured by the Catachan Recruit. The taciturn Catachan Recruit fell into deep thought.

During the fourth week, with your survival abilities greatly improved, you asked the Catachan Recruit to take you on a genuine wilderness survival exercise. The Catachan Recruit refused.

Stubbornly believing this was the Catachan Recruit's contempt for you, you chose to head out alone and bravely challenge Catachan's jungle.

You cleverly avoided being parasitized by a Brain Leaf. In the bushes not far behind you, the Catachan Recruit's eyes showed approval.

You nimbly ran through the hunting range of Spike Grass. Within the massive vines not far above your head, the Catachan Recruit nodded in affirmation.

You bravely faced the Catachan Catcher's attack. Beside a foul-smelling swamp not far away, the Catachan Recruit, who had intercepted three Catachan Face-Eaters in advance, shook his head and sighed.

You dodged the Catachan Catcher's attack but failed to notice the arrival of the Heretic Mosquito.

You were bitten several times by the Heretic Mosquito. Venom entered your body, and your internal organs began to rot.

You were on the verge of death.

In your final moments, your soon-to-rot eyeballs seemed to see the Catachan Recruit's figure. You heard the Catachan Recruit's kind blessing by your ear as a Catachan Fang pierced your heart, ending your endless suffering.

"The Emperor Protects you, my friend." The taciturn Catachan Recruit, Sly Marbo, spoke his final eulogy.

You died.

This simulation ended. Duration: twenty-seven days.

This simulation has yielded retainable options.

One: Catachan Flora and Fauna Compendium

Two: A Catachan Fang (melee weapon)

Three: Catachan Recruit Special Training (one month)

This simulation lasted more than twenty-four hours. Simulator wear was not waived.

Cooldown: twenty-seven hours.

Please invest resources to reduce the cooldown time. (You currently possess no resources.)

Rorschach was confused by his own reckless behavior in the Simulator, but there was nothing he could do about it.

Thus, Rorschach carefully considered the reward options listed by the Simulator.

From a practical perspective, the first reward was utterly useless.

Catachan's survival environment was far too unusual. Even in the Warhammer Universe, it was rarely seen.

As for the second reward, for the current Rorschach, it could only become a collectible to keep at the bottom of a chest.

The techniques for using a Catachan Fang were simply too demanding for an ordinary person.

With some regret, Rorschach chose the third reward.

One month of Catachan Recruit Special Training.

"Hiss—"

In an instant, the muscles all over Rorschach's body abruptly swelled by a full size.

Even the loose clothes he wore became much tighter!

Countless methods of killing enemies through infiltration, assassination, ambushes, and traps became as natural as instinct.

They were thoroughly etched into the depths of Rorschach's memory!

"Catachan recruit training really is remarkably effective..."

Having absorbed a great number of combat techniques, Rorschach rolled up his sleeves.

He stared at the muscle lines on his forearm, flexing with his heartbeat, and felt joy welling up from the bottom of his heart.

Ever since his transmigration, Rorschach had always lacked a sense of security.

But at this moment, Rorschach was full of confidence.

As long as he continued simulating, he would be able to handle every crisis the future held!

However, activating the Warhammer Simulator required time for its cooldown.

If he did not want to wait, he needed to invest resources to reduce the cooldown.

Unfortunately, Rorschach did not yet know what type of resources the Simulator required.

He could only wait for an opportunity to find out.

Just then, as Rorschach lounged on the sofa and savored the lingering joy, he seemed to remember something.

He subconsciously looked toward the clock in the apartment.

To his shock, several hours had passed while the hands turned!

It was already twelve twenty.

Not only had he skipped his morning classes, he had nearly missed the time for his afternoon job!

"If I don't leave now, Auntie will scold me!"

Rorschach sprang up from the sofa.

In a hurry, he grabbed his phone and keys and rushed out of the apartment.