Injecting the Vaccine

Art Student led the group down the ever-descending corridor to an especially enormous platform. They curiously stared at the rows of rooms on the platform, the various mechanical constructs, and the large number of motionless robots. The robots held massive firearms in their hands.

"Gaia, send over a medical robot to inject these people with the 'vaccine.'"

Standing on the platform, Art Student called out softly.

"Understood, Master. Welcome back."

A calm mechanical voice rang out across the vast platform, startling the group that had been curiously examining their surroundings. Frightened, they huddled together and kept scanning the area, trying to find the "person" who was hiding and speaking.

Moreover, they could not understand anything Art Student said. All they could tell was that he was speaking to someone who did not exist.

"Master, is someone there? Who is Gaia? What is a vaccine?"

Gray, who could barely understand Art Student's words, cautiously moved closer and asked in a careful voice. Like a curious child, he found everything he saw incredibly strange.

Even Gray, who had seen quite a lot, was acting like this, let alone those who had lived in the underhive since birth. Their behavior was even worse.

They could not even understand the High Gothic spoken by Art Student. They only knew the language of this planet. Only Gray had learned a little High Gothic; even he could not make out much and could only understand the general meaning.

Over the past ten years, Art Student had relied on nanomachines spread throughout the planet to gather enough information. He had learned the planet's language as well as High Gothic, the Imperium's official language.

He had acquired a great deal of the planet's current technology and some lost technology, along with large quantities of crop seeds.

Gaia.

A super artificial auxiliary intelligence system. It had evolved from the phone Art Student had brought with him when he first transmigrated, upgraded again and again by Art Student. It now mainly assisted him with various research projects and was responsible for building the starship hidden underground.

The battleship under construction was twenty-five kilometers long. After absorbing the Void Dragon's memories two years ago, Art Student had designed the battleship himself, making it similar to an Imperium warship.

Its keel and hull had now been completed, along with its lightspeed engine, energy shields, warp-jump engine, and a small number of living quarters.

Its high-powered weapons were still being built and had not yet been installed. This was why Art Student now dared to go out and recruit people. If he could not win, he could simply flee in the warship.

Although the warship was built underground, with warp-jump technology in hand, it could directly teleport three light-years away and continue running.

Though activating a warp jump would have a certain impact on the planet, Art Student did not care. I'm running for my life. Why should I care what disasters happen to this planet?

After hearing Gray's questions, Art Student did not mock the group. After all, this world was just that fantastical, and the gap between classes was too vast to describe with words.

Some people might never leave a single place from birth until death.

"A vaccine is used to repair your bodies. It can restore your health after your bodies have been damaged by minor radiation exposure and the long-term consumption of all kinds of unclean food. It can also extend your lifespan, allowing you to live to five hundred years old, and it can effectively shield you from warp corruption."

Once Art Student started talking about the vaccine, he could not stop. It was one of the greatest achievements he had painstakingly researched for so many years. Since someone had asked, how could he not show off a little?

The vaccine was a medicine that could effectively block warp corruption. It could also repair mutations in the body and assimilate the genes of a Warhammer human into his own genes.

Just as the Emperor had created the Space Marines, genetically speaking, the Emperor was the grandfather of all Space Marines.

This medicine had likewise been developed using Art Student's own genes as the template. After receiving the vaccine, one's genetic state would gradually change. The warp would gradually reject them, and they would no longer produce soul projections within the warp.

Art Student understood very clearly that even if he kept recruiting people, gradually expanding his territory, and strengthening his forces, as long as he could not block the warp's influence, things would become like they were in the Imperium of Man. Ordinary humans could be easily corrupted, causing massive chaos on a planet.

Furthermore, Art Student had also controlled the lifespan granted by the vaccine. After extensive calculations, he had concluded that in the interstellar age, ordinary humans could neither live too long nor too short.

If they lived too long, they would become like the Aeldari and gradually fall into decadence. If they lived too briefly, it would not benefit development either. Five hundred years was just right.

"What is warp corruption?"

"I can live for five hundred years?"

"I just received a life-extending medicine that even many Imperial nobles cannot obtain."

After hearing Art Student's words, the group could not help discussing it among themselves. Their gazes toward Gray became even more grateful.

Although they could not understand much of what Art Student had said, that did not stop them from understanding the part about extending their lifespans.

A white robot arrived before them. It took out a tube of white medicine with a needle from the case in its hand and, ignoring the still-discussing crowd, injected each of them with the vaccine.

"All right, see those rooms? Go inside, take off your clothes, and wash yourselves. There will be new clothes inside for you to wear, so you won't have to keep wearing those rags."

Art Student led the still-excited group into the bathing rooms and patiently taught them what to do.

After teaching them how to bathe, Art Student stepped outside, lit a cigarette, and began puffing out smoke.

"Phew! Don't rush. Take it slow. They're just a bunch of savages. First, teach them how to use all kinds of technological items."

Art Student kept comforting himself inwardly. He needed to be more patient with his first batch of subordinates. Later, he could hand these tedious tasks over to them and have them teach others, so he would not need to put in so much effort himself.

When the group came out after washing up, Art Student's eyes lit up. Those people who had originally worn tattered clothes and carried all kinds of strange foul odors finally looked like normal people after cleaning themselves.

As Art Student led the group onward, he explained the various items around them, allowing them to gradually become familiar with the place.

After crossing the broad platform, they stepped onto a massive elevator that operated on its own and descended another ten thousand meters at an angle, arriving at yet another huge platform.

They crossed the vast platform and passed through a large iron gate into an entirely different world, where everything appeared magnificent and resplendent.

This was the highest-level living area inside the warship. There were also many more living areas below, and the entire warship could accommodate several million people living within it.