The Sacred F2 Connects Us
What exactly is the grand plan? Even Mordred himself may not know, but that doesn't stop him from setting a lofty goal for the Grinder Boys.
Looking at Rexa, whose white body was tinged with green and whose green body was tinged with white, Mordred knew that his experiment had been a success. The Rexxar, who had just been born, immediately focused its attention on the mechanical components around it and couldn't help but reach out and stroke the decorations with its pair of strong claws.
Out of respect for the Old Ones, Mordred gave them the title of Lizardmen, and made wildly modified versions of the Orks and Mushrooms, planting in them a mindset of loyalty to the Empire and Atlas.
To ensure controllability, all Lizardmen were Fel Energy- infected, Mordred Mordred's own genes, and the strong contamination caused by the Orks was removed, replacing them with cultivated plants.
The Jingba Mushroom serves as their seedbed, continuously producing various types of Lizardmen like a biological 3D printer. These include powerful, nearly 3-meter-tall Saurus, as well as smaller but more intelligent Spirit Lizard.
With the addition of various kinds of edible and usable Jingba Mushroom, a specialized race, modeled after Orks, was born.
As for whether the Lizardmen will be condemned by the original, Mordred doesn't believe those giant clams can find him. How can scientific research be called stealing? It's called paying homage!
Perhaps the Old Ones sages would even praise him, saying that the younger generation is truly formidable, thus reviving the glory of the Old Ones Kiya.
Even more ingeniously, since Mordred was born with Orks blood, he could use the Waaaagh force field and the genome of the Randan Xenos to reverse-engineer it, and then use the Mind Network to blend into the Orks Area Network.
This thing is incredibly useful. Mordred can sense the other person's emotions in real time and even connect to their brain using Computing Power, to the point that he wants to promote this advanced modification throughout Atlas.
He'd already decided on a name: Khala!
Despite Atlasian's small size—less than 20,000 people to date—their individual soldiers are extremely skilled, and their massive physiques, nearly 2.8 meters tall, give them formidable bodies.
The sacred F2 connects every thought; every Atlas can communicate telepathically with Spartan Warriors.
In addition, there are even more Lizardmen who can act as waaaagh energy generators.
The exceptional tactical skills of Space Marines can be fully utilized, allowing them to become Synapse Creature and share combat experience and various kinds of knowledge.
With Mordred as an uncorruptible anchor, Atlas's combat power will experience a qualitative leap, even allowing them to use their unique My Thinking Power.
As Primarch, Mordred's greatest strength lies not in her individual Combat Power, but in her status as a Legion Primarch.
Each time he grows stronger, he brings a new round of enhancements to Atlas, making him a true Heart of the Swarm.
Suppressing her excitement, Mordred turned her gaze to Rexa. In less than ten minutes, the Grinder Boys had used his talent to make himself a Jingba Man Suit's suit out of scrap metal.
They exchanged a glance, and both burly men could see satisfaction in each other's eyes. The Orks force field had been activated!
As expected, thanks to the data sharing within the Mind Network, Rexa, after satisfying his simple desires, instantly grasped the meaning of their existence and roared:
"Boss, I won't let you down! I want to Waaaagh!! I want to be the most powerful and coolest Big Mek in Atlas!"
Hearing the cacophony of shouts, Mordred went up and punched the silly-looking Big Lizard on the head, then Mind Network signaled to him to calm down.
"Rexa, my Firstborn Son, from the moment you were born, your name has echoed throughout the entire Abomination. You are destined to be a leader, and now is the time to prove yourself."
"Yes! I can never repay the boss's kindness in this lifetime!"
"Good boy, let me see what you're capable of."
Without a word, under the suggestion of the Mind Network, the My Thinking Power originating from Mordred was transmitted into Rexa's body, prompting him to pick up his tools and repair the small door in the Webway.
Unlike the muddled Atlas, Rexa possessed a genuine, complete soul, in Mordred's eyes.
As Rexa entered his "Thinking" state, Emerald Lightning surged from his body, connecting him to the raging Green Tide surging from the Warp, transforming him into the Waaagh Energy Thief.
Although the Mind Network has only two members, under the influence of that magical Orks Psychic Power, reality was subtly distorted, and a small Webway outer shell appeared.
The price was that Rexa became listless, his Fel Energy disappeared, and he had to eat two bowls of mushroom fried rice to recover.
It's worth it, absolutely worth it! Even if you were to make a ton of carbs, let alone two bowls of fried rice, it would still be more cost-effective than the previous crappy model of piling up materials and Brute Force everywhere.
At this moment, if anyone dared to say that the Lizardmen were Xenos, the Golden Giant would be the first to hang him, and then Mordred would hang him again.
"Boss, I feel so dizzy."
"It's normal to feel dizzy. I'll upload some TV series for you to watch. Just find a place to lie down for a while and you'll feel better. I'll get you an Imperial Household Registration; from now on, you'll be an Imperial Abhumans."
For the simple-minded Rexa, Mordred was his creator, his true boss.
She's a cool character with flowing long hair, but for the sake of a big plan, she needs to go to sleep immediately.
As for Abhumans, it doesn't matter. Rexa can't think about such complex and profound questions. Anyway, whatever the boss says is right.
Don't blame Morality for having a flexible moral compass; it's just that reality doesn't allow it. If a superhuman were to suddenly appear and blast through the Warp with a single punch, he'd be the first to act as a pimp, marrying off his Good Father. And incidentally, he'd have Guilliman as a maidservant to serve him in bed.
However, a new problem arose. Mordred couldn't spend his whole life holed up in the Webway, doing odd jobs. Making him foreman in the Webway would be worse than killing him.
The Webway Project is of paramount importance, and without someone to oversee it, problems are likely to arise. So, where should we find a stable, reliable, and absolutely Fealty person to act as the foreman?
After exchanging glances, both the Emperor and Mordred thought of a perfect candidate, while Rexa, having eaten and drunk his fill, curled up in a ball, biting his tail and watching a TV series.
"How about adding something else to it?"
I think it's a good idea!
"I am Rogal Dorn, Iron Within, Iron Without!"
Within the Webway, a giant mushroom forest suddenly rose up, with numerous Lemon Cans busily feeding the Lizardmen pods with nutrients.
Seeing the sizable Grinder Boys, Mordred beckoned Rexa over and introduced him to his family, "Come here, this is your Uncle Dorn. From now on, you'll work for him; he's part of the big plan too."
Without a word, Rexa knelt down with a thud. He was so eager to improve that he didn't even call Dorn "uncle," but instead hugged Dorn's leg and called him "godfather."
"Godfather above, I, Sa, have spent half my life wandering without ever encountering a wise ruler. I humbly request your guidance, sir, and hereby acknowledge you as my godfather. I will surely go through fire and water for you."
"Puff"
Mordred spat out a mouthful of orange juice with pulp. He couldn't help it. He regretted uploading Romance of the Three Kingdoms to the Mind Network. Why did you have to learn from Little Lu Bu?
Dorn was extremely resistant to the sight of this strange-looking, oversized lizard, but after the Emperor personally explained the Webway Project to him, he also realized the importance of the Lizardmen.
For some reason, the longer Dorn he found the Big Lizard rather silly and cute, and the more he regretted giving Mordred his original blood.
"Say it! This is our child, Dorn, you heartless bastard! Don't make me look down on you!"
"Shut up, you inherently evil Second Brother Mordred, I'll tell you, okay?"
I'm Beast Bro Dorn, for the grand plan, Waaaagh!!