A Good Day Starts with a Miner

"Do you know what 'clang clang clang' is?" a somewhat thin miner asked his companion curiously in the dim mine.

"What clang clang clang?" his ragged companion asked, confused.

"This is 'clang clang clang clang'..."

Sandman finished speaking and struck the large piece of iron ore he was holding against a large chunk of mined iron ore...

Then he activated the pickaxe in his hand.

The pickaxe began to collide fiercely with the hard iron ore, and a deafening roar erupted. Dust flew everywhere, constantly bombarding everyone's eardrums...

The others merely glanced helplessly at their boss, who liked to tell bad jokes, and then resumed their endless, sunless labor.

The pickaxe in their hands began to rumble, its noisy sound echoing throughout the entire mine.

That's right, the reason this Sandman, who liked to tell bad jokes, felt out of place with the others in the mine was because he was a transmigator, a soul from the 2K era of Old Terra.

He only remembered that he had taken a nap and dreamed that a yellow weasel asked him, "Young hero, do I look like a human or a god?" He wickedly replied, "I think you look like my dinner tonight!" He grabbed the baseball bat beside him and swung it at the yellow weasel's head.

Then he woke up.

When he woke up, he found that the sky had fallen, and he had inexplicably transmigrated into a local native named Sandman.

When he figured out that the place he was in was called Lycaeus, he cried very sadly in front of everyone.

But as soon as he understood the timeline he was in, he immediately became happy again. This situation made his companions think that Sandman had been scared silly by the terrifying workload assigned by the overseers.

"Just wait, your hard days will soon be over. You will soon become the masters of Lycaeus, because he is coming soon!" Sandman said, looking at the mostly lifeless miners, and then focused on "wrestling" with the iron ore at his feet.

Flying dust and iron ore fragments splashed everywhere in the dim mine, occasionally interspersed with fleeting sparks.

Lycaeus, what is it?

Lycaeus is a famous mining world in the Warhammer Universe, the homeworld of the 19th Legion Primarch Korax. The entire planet is rich in mineral resources, and below it lies the industrial world of Giava.

The miners here, apart from the heinous criminals, are mostly commoners who resisted the ruling class of the Mechanicus Guild on Giava, including politicians and thinkers. These rebels were exiled to Lycaeus by the ruling class of Giava for "waste utilization," and their only fate was to mine until they died.

On this planet, there are only two classes: slaves and overseers.

Miners must complete the mining quota set by Giava every day to earn meager, insignificant living supplies and drinking water.

The only fortunate thing is that on this cruel mining planet, the miners have not spawned the rampant crime and various gangs seen on most planets in the galaxy. Instead, most of them have organized themselves through the exiled elites and help each other.

It was through the efforts of these miners that Primarch Korax grew from an infant who was fed by everyone to a qualified leader, eventually leading the people of Lycaeus to overthrow the tyrannical rule of the Mechanicus Guild on Giava.

"Korax, the idealist in the dark and cruel universe, ultimately became that monstrous figure. It truly is a characteristic of the Warhammer Universe."

Sandman laboriously smashed the large piece of iron ore under his feet with his pickaxe, then shifted his target to another piece of ore that looked more pleasing.

As a transmigator, Sandman was so relaxed at this moment because he knew the direction this world was heading. Soon, Korax would descend upon this world and lead the people of this planet in rebellion.

But knowing too much is not a good thing, because this is a world where thoughts have power.

The Warhammer Universe is composed of the physical world and the Warp. Human bodies exist in the material universe, while souls have their projections in the Warp.

The difference is merely the size of this flame-like projection.

Among humans, there is a special mutation called a Psyker, who has a very close connection to the Warp and can use Warp powers. Powerful Alpha-class Psykers can even destroy stars with their bare hands.

However, everything comes at a price. Becoming a Psyker, especially a powerful one, is not a good thing.

Powerful Psykers have a very close connection to the Warp, and their projections in the Warp become brighter. To Warp entities, these bright flames are like incredibly delicious cakes, constantly tempting them.

These malevolent Warp entities will whisper in the Psykers' ears, twisting their thoughts and turning them into their slaves. They use Psykers as bridges to enter the material universe to obtain more souls to please the deities they worship.

"I can't think about that anymore!" Sandman quickly stopped his wandering thoughts.

Even though the veil between the material universe and the Warp is still strong, for the sake of his own life, Sandman was very cowardly and restrained himself from thinking about deities.

As a miserable miner, the task for miners on Lycaeus is very heavy. The reason Sandman is cheerful is that Korax is one of the few gene-primarchs among the Emperor's 20 overpowered sons who are very friendly to civilians.

If Sandman had transmigrated to the homeworlds of some of those fanatical Primarchs, he would have immediately cried as miserably as a sissy whose toes had been stepped on.

"Short-term goal: wait for Korax to descend, then join the Raven Guard, then dig through the galaxy. Maybe I can even become good friends with a Primarch, hehehe..." Sandman fantasized while struggling fiercely with the iron ore under his feet, planning his goals.

Primarch Korax grew up being fed by everyone, and the elites exiled from Giava placed all their hopes on this extraordinary child, Korax. Therefore, Korax had many friends and teachers. As for teachers, he didn't dare to think about it; he was a wage slave in his previous life, what could he teach?

As an amateur enthusiast who had read so much about the development history of the Warhammer world, Sandman could somewhat grasp the early stages.

The technological level of the human race in the Warhammer world was originally very advanced. They had once colonized many planets in the galaxy. However, due to many unknown reasons, when technology reached its peak during the Golden Age, the artificial intelligences created by humans to serve them suddenly rebelled.

After paying a heavy price, the Human Federation finally quelled the Iron Rebellion and began to recuperate. Then, a Warp storm swept across the entire galaxy, isolating all of humanity's colonies.

Humanity's nightmare began. Countless alien races began to take advantage of the chaos, and Warp daemons appeared in swarms on countless planets. Under the threat of Chaos and aliens, the human race was on the verge of extinction.