The Xenomorph Forges a World; the Gears Begin to Turn!

To transcend the hardships of being a mortal and become a qualified, resolute Space Marine capable of fighting for the Emperor in the infernal Purgatory, the trials and tribulations involved go far beyond just nineteen modification surgeries; extensive training is also required.

It's not that by having nineteen surgeries implanted, a mortal can leap to the heavens and become a demigod who can dominate all.

According to the normal procedure, new recruits who have completed the conversion surgery will be assigned to reconnaissance units and undergo daily training until they complete all training before they can be assigned to a company and officially join the battlefield to gradually accumulate experience.

Unfortunately... Alvin didn't have that much time.

What he lacks most right now is time. Even with a "fifty times" Time Flow Rate, it's still too slow, far too slow!

Normally, organ implantation alone takes several years to improve the recipient's survival rate, but he didn't have that much time. Whether it was the Genestealer were right next to him, the Greenskin Orc besieging the Hive City, or even the covetous Haarken Worldclaimer, they were all pressing closer and never stopped their evil plans!

Therefore, Alvin had no choice but to disregard the cost.

Although such actions would exponentially increase the failure rate of the augmentation surgery, and this radical approach would result in the deaths of many who could have become Space Marine, he had to, and could only, do it!

After returning to the Warhammer Universe, Alvin paused for a few seconds before reactivating the Navigator System.

This time, the target is the Xenomorph Universe!

Surely no one thinks that the Space Marine project ended after nineteen surgeries were performed, right?

No, not at all!

As mentioned before, Space Marine need to train, and training requires resources. Whether it's daily food, wear and tear on training equipment, or bullets, these miscellaneous expenses are the real bulk of the cost!

After all, as the first Chapter of his warband, Alvin couldn't very well let them go out and fight the enemy in hand-to-hand combat while only wearing Power Armor, could he?

Although the Space Marine is very strong in melee combat, it doesn't mean he'd risk these precious "gold nuggets," which is why the "Alien World" is so important.

In his initial conception, he divided the "Alien World" into the "Industrial World," just like the forging Forge World in Warhammer that provides equipment and weapons for the Space Marine and the Astra Militarum!

"Alien World" is his Forge World, a true, complete resource world that belongs only to him!

Weyland Yugoku's vast industrial system and population of hundreds of billions are more than enough to support the consumption of one or even several chapters of Space Marine Chapter!

He had just returned when he received a lot of messages.

Among them are the research results of Weyland and Vicks, and the Xenomorph Queen has been born. However, there is still a considerable gap between the current situation and the envisioned deployment of the Xenomorph Queen to create an army of Xenos in a short period of time.

Alvin was already very satisfied with the progress of the research in just a few years. There was no need to rush the Xenos army for the time being; the most important thing was to build a factory!

Alvin, piloting the "Master of the World," once again arrived at planet Lv-223 and entered orbit around the space station.

"Mr. Alvin, welcome back."

Upon receiving the news, Weyland hurriedly led everyone to the space gateway to greet them.

"No need for that. I have something very important for you to do." Alvin waved his hand and led Weyland to his private office.

"Please give your orders, Mr. Alvin."

Since receiving the Infinite Serum, Weyland's back pain and leg soreness have disappeared, he looks much younger, and he even has time to visit women.

The more he learned about Alvin, the more he felt an indescribable reverence for him. The level of technology Alvin possessed simply surpassed the existing scientific system!

Weyland remained respectful. "Weyland is at your service, Mr. Alvin. May I ask what business you have with us?"

Alvin retrieved a large number of blueprints from his Personal Space and handed them directly to Weyland: "I need you to build a factory specifically according to the blueprints, understand?"

This is the true value of Valshius.

The influence and role of the Merchant Dynasty were often subtle and imperceptible, difficult to manifest directly, especially within the Imperium's borders, where they were constrained by various forces such as the Vought, thus preventing them from acting arbitrarily.

However, with the backing of the Merchant Dynasty, Alvin could easily access many things that ordinary people could never access.

For example, the reason he came to the Alien World this time is to use Weyland Corporation's mature, complete, and massive industrial system to manufacture Bolter, explosives, ceramic mineral Nutrient Paste, and other basic supplies to sustain the Space Marine's needs.

Of course, a massive training base also needs to be built, specifically to provide professional training grounds and facilities for Space Marine.

The simplest examples are... Bolter, bombs, Chainsword.

Without the accumulated wealth of the Valshius Merchant Dynasty, Alvin wouldn't have been able to produce even these most basic items.

Weyland glanced at the blueprints a few times, and his heart began to pound. "Mr. Alvin... are you sure there are no problems with the data on the blueprints?"

He was a genius to begin with, but after seeing the blueprints for a design called Bolter, he suddenly felt his mind was going to fail him. What kind of person would be so crazy as to add a rocket propulsion device to the back of a.75 to 1-inch bullet?!

Is this thing... meant for hitting people?

Let alone humans, even if it were the Xenomorph Queen herself, one burst of fire would probably turn them into mincemeat!

Looking at Weyland, who gasped in shock, Alvin couldn't help but chuckle. However, given the technology of the Warhammer Universe, it was indeed easy to give them a great shock.

"Keep reading."

Alvin tapped his index finger, gesturing for him to continue reading.

Then, Weyland continued flipping through the blueprints, his expression becoming increasingly dramatic, until he finally saw "ceramic mineral Nutrient Paste"... He almost couldn't hold back his laughter.

Even among engineers, whose biotechnology is advanced, they're not so reckless as to eat ceramic ore like Nutrient Paste. This stuff... is it really for human consumption?

"Mr. Alvin... excuse my bluntness, but these things on your drawings are a bit difficult to work with." Weyland wiped away cold sweat; the designs on the drawings were increasingly outlandish!

Take the Chainsword, for example. He racked his brains but couldn't figure out what kind of situation this weapon, which was both advanced and outdated, was used for. Was it for cutting down trees?

But if it's used to cut down trees, that would be too wasteful. Just looking at the data on the blueprints, the alloy used to make the Chainsword blades is far stronger than that of a spaceship!

"I didn't come here to ask for your opinion, Weyland."

Alvin's tone suddenly turned low, his eyelids slightly lifting, a cold glint flashing within. "I don't care about the difficulty, nor how you do it; I just want you to do it, understand?"

Weyland's expression was bitter, so he could only nod. "I understand, Mr. Alvin. I will complete these production lines as quickly as possible."

Just as one must eat one bite at a time, technological advancements involve complex and multifaceted challenges, and naturally, they must also be improved step by step.

Even if Alvin obtained the blueprints for the Valkyrie Transport, the Rhino APC, the Leman Russ Tank, and the Poison Blade, given the current level of the Xenomorph Universe, they still wouldn't be able to replicate them.

After all, that thing really does have a bit of mystical element to it.

Therefore, for now, we can only let Weyland make breakthroughs from the most basic aspects, such as Bolter and Chainsword. Only after accumulating a large amount of theoretical knowledge can we hope to acquire more weapons and equipment.

As for the Alien World, Alvin really looked down on the weapons developed by the Weyland Corporation. They were barely enough to deal with the Underhive gangs, let alone conquer the universe. If he were to actually use them, he'd probably be laughed at.

"Great, I'll wait for your good news."

Alvin patted Weyland on the shoulder, handed him a vial of Infinity Serum, and said calmly, "This serum can make you ten years younger. Keep up the good work, and I'll give you a surprise later."

"Thank you, Mr. Alvin!"

Weyland was overjoyed. He carefully injected the serum, and instantly his white hair turned black, and his wrinkles diminished. "I will definitely complete your arrangements as soon as possible!"

"Okay, I'll be going now."

After giving his instructions, Alvin left again.

Next, he will go to Paradise Star. The biological cores he smuggled last time have been used up, and this time Alvin will go to see if there are any higher-level armor cores.

In Spartan Program, the Bio-armor of Tucker and others is an upgradeable type, but it requires a long time to cultivate. Therefore, Alvin commissioned Vicks to cultivate a special warrior-type Bio-armor for him.

The Master of the World set sail once more, traversing light-years and, after several days and nights, finally arrived at Paradise Star.

The Engineers and humans joined forces, and the entire Paradise Star was transformed. Various religious-style buildings sprang up, and even spaceships under cultivation could be seen.

It has to be said that the Engineers' biotechnology is second to none, even in the Warhammer Universe, which is somewhat ridiculous.

The idea that warships are "grown" is absurd.

Vicks has formed a new council of elders and is now the chief elder of the engineers. Upon seeing Alvin, a look of joy immediately appeared on her face.

"Mr. Alvin, you're finally back!"

Vicks warmly invited him into the temple, explaining the changes on Paradise Star over the years as they walked.

After exchanging a few pleasantries, Alvin steered the conversation to the main point. "I came here partly to visit you, and partly because I need your help."

"No problem, Mr. Alvin!"

Vicks patted her chest and said sincerely, "If it weren't for your help, Paradise Star and my people wouldn't have recovered so quickly. We will never forget your kindness, and no matter what, I will help you!"

Although their initial encounter wasn't pleasant—he was even slammed against the ship's wall by Alvin —if it weren't for Alvin, how could Weyland have let them go?

Vicks was acutely aware of the cruelty of the universe.

Alvin deserves much credit for enabling humanity to coexist peacefully with the now-backward engineers. Moreover, without human assistance, it would have been impossible for the backward Paradise Star, and Alvin alone, to get Paradise Star back on track and begin exploring space again in just a few years!

"Thanks, Vicks." Alvin nodded slightly, then said, "I need more and more advanced warrior-type bio-core armor. You can use this information as a reference."

As he spoke, he handed over some information about the Power Armor to Vicks, hoping that she could draw inspiration from it to create a more suitable bio-armor.

"Hiss..."

Vicks stared at the Power Armor in the data, a look of shock on her face. "Mr. Alvin, can you tell me, are the warriors wearing these armors... really human? What kind of enemy would you be facing that would require these things?!"

From the most basic terrazzo alloy in Power Armor to all sorts of complex systems, almost every part is designed for killing and for war!

From Vicks' perspective, a warrior capable of bearing such armor is almost beyond the comprehension of humans and engineers; they are simply... gods!

He had no doubt that if such a warrior truly existed, tearing Xenos would be a piece of cake!

So the question arises: with such powerful warriors... what terrifying beings could their enemies be?

"Please, Vicks."

Alvin didn't explain, fearing that Vicks wouldn't be able to accept it.

Even such a powerful demigod could not change the fate of the Imperium of Man in the Warhammer Universe!

"I'll do my best..." Vicks held the document, a bitter expression on her face mirroring Weyland's. "But... I can't guarantee a 100% replica; at most, it can only be around 50%."

That's enough.

Alvin completed one last task.

At this moment, the entire Alien World, with its dominant human corporations across the galaxy, united with its former creator, will become a cog in the Warhammer machine, continuously providing it with resources!

After bidding farewell to Vicks, Alvin boarded the World Master, traveled to an uninhabited asteroid, and then returned to the Warhammer Universe.

"Navigator System"

Alvin thought to himself, "Adjust the flow of time in the Alien World to fifty times faster."

[The Time Flow Rate in the Alien World has been adjusted to 50 times.]

"Next, we just have to wait."

After working through the night, Alvin could finally breathe a sigh of relief. The fifty-fold Time Flow Rate would propel the forces of the two worlds, creating his first Space Marine!

Bonus chapter for 600 votes~ Almost 800 votes~ Please squeeze me dry, let me see your limits!