Warhammer 40K: I Am an Imperial Guardsman
Chapter 453

Manufacturing Warships

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Rebecca entered space as Oedmeir silently adjusted the angle, then had her fly toward the ruins at the edge of the star system.

Amid these colossal ruins left behind from ancient times, Rebecca was like a speck of dust. Lin Fan could see Rebecca navigating through the wreckage on the screen, but only from a third-person perspective.

The rocket engines responded swiftly to Oedmeir's controls, with latency so low across the vast distance that it could be ignored.

"So you're having Rebecca bring these ruins back?"

"No. That would take too long." Oedmeir gave a brief reply, then guided Rebecca to hover amid the ruins.

Stretching her body, Oedmeir cracked her knuckles. Her hand brushed across the game-console-like control panel, and its surface flattened as layers of blue light piled up into little mounds with the texture of sand.

Oedmeir spread her hands again, and intricate, delicate working tendrils bloomed from her fingers. Quickly yet carefully, she used both hands to heap up the blue-light sand. After forming a rough shape, she began carving and hollowing out the important sections.

It was like 3D modeling, except the mouse had been replaced by Oedmeir's flexible, ever-changing, complex hands.

At the same time, Rebecca emitted a powerful magnetic force in space, drawing metal scraps of every size into orbit around her.

They spun faster and faster, metal grinding and colliding against metal in showers of beautiful sparks. Luckily, sound could not travel through the vacuum; otherwise, the noise made by so much metal crashing together would have put even the Noise Marines to shame.

The metal was ground into fine powder amid the spinning collisions, then rapidly heated up, turning into streams of glowing red molten metal that enveloped Rebecca.

The mass of molten metal grew larger and larger, drawing in ever

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