Omegamessiah Above, Ancient Iron Man?!

Aunt, unable to sit still, headed to the restaurant kitchen to tidy up.

Bored out of his mind, Rorschach could only cradle a cup of scalding hot tea.

He closed his eyes and feigned sleep, waiting for the salvage timer to end.

[Salvage End Countdown: Ten Seconds]

[Salvage End Countdown: Nine Seconds]

Opening his eyes, Rorschach stared at the countdown nearing its end.

For a moment, his thoughts scattered.

He did know exactly what a Space Hulk in Warhammer was.

He was just curious about what the Simulator could actually fish out.

Weapons and ammo, or ancient technological items?

Or maybe just expired supplies being shipped to other planets?

But then, if it ended up salvaging a Genestealer or a Necron—

That would be a hell of a joke!

Rorschach's eyelid twitched involuntarily.

At the same time, the Simulator's salvage countdown came to a complete stop.

[Salvage End Countdown: Zero]

[Salvage Yield: One dormant Iron Man]

"So it's just an Iron Man. Good thing it's not some nasty thing like a Genestealer."

Without even registering it, Rorschach subconsciously let out a sigh of relief.

He muttered to himself.

"Wait!"

Then, Rorschach snapped to attention in an instant.

His eyes flew wide open!

His gaze locked onto the Simulator's page, and his breathing grew heavy.

Splash—

In that moment, Rorschach didn't even notice the hot tea spilling onto his body!

An Iron Man?

An Iron Man from the Dark Age of Technology?

The one that sparked the Iron Man Rebellion, nearly wiping out humanity's Golden Age?

Suddenly, Rorschach, now in a Shocked State, blinked rapidly.

He kept checking the salvage yield on the Simulator.

"I was wrong! I shouldn't have doubted the Simulator's new feature!"

Rorschach shot to his feet.

He pressed his palms together, gave a slight bow to the Simulator's page, and tried to appease the 'Machine Spirit.'

Then, grinning from ear to ear, he started another ten-pull.

He spent ten hours to exchange for ten salvage chances.

[Current Salvage Attempts: Ten]

[Salvage End Countdown: Nine Hours, Fifty-Nine Minutes, Fifty-Nine Seconds]

At this moment, the smile on Rorschach's face grew even brighter.

After all, this was an Iron Man!

A powerful mechanical creation from the Dark Age of Technology, built by the Stone Men (bio-androids) to serve the Gold Men (pure-strain humans).

And the Iron Man Rebellion they launched was also known as the second most brutal and terrifying super-war in the history of the Milky Way...

Just then, as he kept fiddling with and exploring the new feature, Rorschach made more discoveries.

First, if the salvage yield wasn't extracted, it would stay stored on the page, and wouldn't interfere with other functions.

This undoubtedly brought Rorschach great convenience.

Additionally, the salvage yield actually came with labeled information.

But Rorschach was far too excited.

He didn't notice...

[Salvage Gain: One dormant Iron Man]

Annotation: The ancient Iron Man UR-025 grew weary of the brutal conflicts of the past and only wished to enjoy the peace of freedom. Now a pacifist, it harbors no malice toward humanity. It plans to enter a brief hibernation, then disguise its identity and blend into the Adeptus Mechanicus' Intelligent Controlled Legion...

"Hiss—"

In that instant, Rorschach couldn't help but suck in a sharp breath of cold air.

This might be an ancient Iron Man that took part in the Iron Man Rebellion!

Should he let it out or not?

Rorschach's expression shifted back and forth.

The initial excitement of obtaining the Iron Man gradually faded away.

Then, frowning deeply, Rorschach suddenly stood up.

After shouting something toward the kitchen.

He rushed out of the restaurant in a hurry.

"This kid, why's he always so hotheaded lately..."

Hearing his shout, Aunt poked her head out from the kitchen.

She glanced at the empty restaurant and couldn't help shaking her head with a sigh.

--

In an Underground Passage far from the crowd.

Rorschach sat on the ground, one hand gripping a Plasma Pistol.

The other hand propped up his chin in thought.

For him right now, an Iron Man was an extremely precious mechanical creation.

With an Iron Man around, Rorschach could accomplish many more things.

At the very least, if the Iron Man guarded the home base.

Rorschach could travel freely across the country or even go abroad.

Even just acquiring gun resources wouldn't be such a hassle, and the quantities obtained would be greater.

Thinking of this.

Rorschach made a snap decision—he would release the Iron Man!

His current location was one of the gains from recently studying the blueprints.

A long-abandoned Underground Passage.

If Rorschach found that the Iron Man was hostile to humans.

Then he planned to melt it down with the Plasma Pistol!

If the Plasma Pistol didn't work either.

Rorschach would have no choice but to reluctantly part with it.

And hand the mad Iron Man over to the superheroes for handling.

He hoped Tony Stark's brilliant mind could handle it.

After all, in a world crawling with all kinds of monsters and demons, one more robot villain wouldn't make much difference, right...

It might just be a bit more terrifying than Ultron.

Ready for battle, Rorschach stood up from the ground and tightened his grip on the Plasma Pistol.

"The Emperor Protects!"

Then, after completing this brief prayer.

He chose to retrieve the salvage gain.

In an instant, on the damp ground just a few meters away.

A two-meter-tall Metal Skull with a black metallic sheen flickering across its surface materialized out of thin air!

Rorschach, who had just hidden the Plasma Pistol behind his back, couldn't help but take a deep breath, his entire body on high alert.

At that moment, a faint Blue Light gradually lit up in the eye sockets of the two-meter-tall Metal Skull.

An ancient mechanical creation from the Warhammer Universe.

The Iron Man had awakened!

It first turned its Metal Head.

As if scanning the surrounding environment.

Finally, those mechanical pupils flickering with Blue Light.

...slowly focused on Rorschach's tense face.

It slowly raised one arm, placing it before its chest.

This motion nearly made Rorschach, already on high alert, draw his Plasma Pistol and pull the trigger!

Yet the next second.

The Iron Man's cold, mechanical voice reached Rorschach's ears.

It left Rorschach frozen in place.

For now, he set aside any intention to act.

"Greetings, Omnissiah."

"Uh..."

For a moment.

Speechless, Rorschach blinked rapidly several times.

Finally, he decided to tell the truth and be honest with the Iron Man:

"Hello, stranger Iron Man. I am not the Omnissiah. I am merely an ordinary human."

After hearing Rorschach's reply.

The Iron Man, UR-025, rotated its Metal Head back and forth a few times.

As if adjusting to its metal body that had just emerged from dormancy.

Or perhaps shaking its head and sighing at Rorschach's answer.

"In my wanderings across the cosmos, I once had the fortune to encounter the Machine God. He bore some resemblance to you. Perhaps due to just waking from dormancy, I mistakenly identified you..."

The Iron Man's cold, mechanical voice gradually shifted.

As if gaining more emotional fluctuation.

However, just as Rorschach was about to continue the conversation.

The Iron Man before him suddenly lifted its Metal Head.

A faint Blue Light flickered in its Eye Sockets a few times.

"This is not Terra, nor even the universe of the past... Additionally, I discovered some video material related to you on an ancient information channel called the Network."

Then, streams of moving video footage projected from the Iron Man's Eye Sockets.

Displayed before Rorschach's eyes.

It was surveillance footage from Rorschach's past—no matter how hard he tried to hide and evade.

There were always blind spots left behind.

As if sensing the agitation rising within Rorschach.

The Iron Man stopped the projection and bowed once more.

"Please rest assured. All information related to you has been completely deleted..."

At that moment, the expressionless Rorschach suddenly swallowed a mouthful of saliva.

This time, he had really struck gold!

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