Daniel mainly checked the equipment he had obtained and the skills he had improved.
The first piece of equipment to be checked was the Boltgun obtained from Pascal Hahnemann.
He noticed that the gun's handle was plated with a matte chrome that looked like fine bone carving.
The sides are decorated with a double-headed eagle and a hollowed-out human skull respectively.
On both sides of the barrel, there is a line of small gold-plated characters.
Loyalty is the reward;
Death is Redemption.
A golden light curtain appeared, introducing the story of this grenade launcher to Daniel.
**Name: Spearhead Bolter.
Description: A common bolt gun used in the Empire. It is extremely powerful and will explode after hitting the target, causing secondary damage to the enemy.
It was awarded to the first ancestor of the Hahnemann family for his meritorious service and has been passed down as a sacred object since the establishment of the family.
The Hahnemann family's loyalty and faith from generation to generation is embodied in the bolter.
When a bullet is fired, there is a certain probability that it will cause critical damage to the target.
"If you don't want your machine spirit to go on strike during combat, daily maintenance is essential."
**
"May you rest in peace."
Stroking the grenade launcher in his hand, Daniel observed a moment of silence for Captain Pascal Hahnemann.
A loyal soul returns to the throne.
Daniel also observed a moment of silence for every dead person on the ship.
They were all loyal to the Empire.
The Cadian fortress where the Black Legion was once fought on the edge of the Eye of Terror.
If it weren't for the accident that damaged Geller's force field, they would certainly continue to fight in the name of the Empire until the last drop of blood was shed.
"How much sacrifice must humanity make before it can truly be redeemed?"
Daniel put the grenade launcher back into the gun bag at his waist, drew out the power sword, and looked at it carefully.
**Name: Astra Militarum Regular Power Sword
Description: The power weapons commissioned by the Military Affairs Department to Mars are usually delivered to officers with high-ranking positions.
When the power field is activated, the blade becomes exceptionally sharp, capable of cutting through armor and steel with ease.
"The heads of heretics are like cheese before it."
**
The power sword is a precious individual melee weapon.
Only a few forge worlds retain the relevant manufacturing technology.
When a power sword is activated, a hazy blue energy field typically covers the blade.
This energy field can produce a molecular dissociation effect when attacked.
Daniel reached out and touched the cold sword blade.
With its help, the subsequent purge work will definitely go more smoothly.
Putting the power sword away, Daniel checked his skills.
**Skill: Throwing (Beginner) upgraded to: Throwing (Proficient)
Skills learned: One-handed sword (beginner)
**
Throwing skills are learned when throwing grenades. The higher the level, the more accurate the throw.
The one-handed sword is mastered after obtaining the power sword and using it to kill enemies.
It seems that I have to practice sword fighting when I have time.
The corridor of the bridge.
Ilovecrawfish and JohnWarhammer surrounded a disabled automatic machine gun.
"Are you sure it's fixed like this?"
Ilovecrawfish, with a screwdriver in his hand, fiddled with the complicated circuit.
JohnWarhammer, holding the instruction manual, stood behind him.
They are all students majoring in mechanical maintenance.
Look at this broken automatic cannon.
I just want to see how realistic this game is and whether I can fix it.
"That's for sure. The tech-priests still use binary coding, and the Empire should use the technical principles we're familiar with."
"So, you use the cogitator wetware as the processor, responsible for processing data and outputting instructions. This is the servo motor, responsible for adjusting the left and right directions. This is the detector."
".."
The Imperium inherited the STC template technology of the golden age.
The scientists who designed the STC template took into account various situations that humans might encounter when colonizing extraterrestrial planets.
It adopts fool-proof operation and maintenance.
Replace the module that is broken.
As for how it works, users don't need to worry about it.
After some tinkering, Ilovecrawfish and JohnWarhammer actually repaired the automatic turret and programmed it, which improved its efficiency a little.
Players who learned about this flocked to the scene.
Everyone's eyes widened as they watched the automatic turret constantly rotating and detecting targets.
"Is this even possible?? This game is so awesome I don't even know how to describe it!!"
"How is this different from the real world?"
"I have read very little, so I can only say that it's awesome."
".."
Daniel rushed over to check it out.
After confirming that the automatic turret has indeed resumed operation.
He was also a little shocked.
Unexpectedly, the players could give him such a surprise.
Encourage, must encourage.
Daniel turned around and announced something to the players.
"Players Ilovecrawfish and JohnWarhammer repaired the turret, and each is rewarded with 10,000 contribution points."
The players were suddenly in an uproar.
"You can earn contribution points this way."
"Games are still the best. Here, there are real rewards for taking the initiative." "I'm jealous! I'm going to call Mars right now. Someone here is desecrating the sacred machine spirit."
"Guys, work hard! 996 isn't enough loyalty anymore. We need 007."
".."
See JohnWarhammer and Ilovecrawfish get rewards.
The players are full of energy.
Daniel took the initiative to find something to do before he even released the task.
Seeing that the players were so self-aware, Daniel was very pleased and let them do it.
Once they have achieved results, they will be rewarded directly.
It's around six o'clock in the evening.
Daniel opened the chat group interface at the console.
We are preparing to release the second batch of reservations.
At this time, the administrator, who Spaceking, was sharing his latest gains and strategies in the group.
Spaceking: "After exploration, we found a lot of new content, which is related to the next map and new gameplay."
SoupEnjoyer: "(JPG: gnashing teeth), I haven't even qualified yet? How come you're playing on a new map?"
GuillimanRules: "The Regent is very angry. The Regent will declare you heretics."
Magos: "Give you bunch of damn first-time players a bowl of fatherly soup."
"Admin **Spaceking** has muted the group."
Spaceking: "Wait until I finish speaking first, then you can hate me with jealous eyes (dog head save life)."
"Last night, under the guidance of our guide, we recaptured the command hall. There, we received a message requesting assistance from the Valancius family on Atomal."
"The Imperial Glory's astropath is dead, but the communication system can still receive distress messages."
"This means that this message wasn't an astropathic message, but rather a message obtained after arriving in this system. This also means that the new map is near the Imperial Glory."
"Let me tell you about the background of the new map. This Valancius family is a Rogue Trader family with a certificate of authorization issued by the Emperor himself. The planet Atomal is their colony."
"The expansion of the Eye of Terror has caused chaos cultists to riot, sparking a massive rebellion. The situation is now out of control."
"A Gloriana-class battleship requires thousands of men just to keep it running."
"Besides that, we also need to repair the hull and replenish supplies. So after reclaiming the Imperial Glory, heading to Planet Atomal is inevitable."
"The Imperial Glory will replenish supplies and manpower on Atomal. It will also participate in the war on Atomal, suppress the local cultists, and restore the glory of the God-Emperor."
"As for whether or not they will help the Valancius family, and how they will help, it's still unknown. We need more clues to analyze."
"The second one is about a new gameplay. Two players used the knowledge they learned to repair an automatic turret and received a reward of 10,000 contribution points."
"This shows that the game officials encourage us to explore more ways to play, not just killing monsters, but also farming and logistics."
"Science majors are in for a wave of good news! Building giant structures like the Sky Punishment Colossus, Dyson Sphere, and Halo is no longer a dream."
"That's all I've gained from today's game. If there's any new information, I'll update it as soon as possible."
"Admin **Spaceking** lifted the group ban."
GuillimanRules: "I'm so jealous! I haven't even had a chance to play yet, and you guys have already unlocked new moves!!"
JohnWarhammer: "A Rogue Trader's Certificate?? It's even signed by the Emperor. This Valancius family is no ordinary person."
Lost Krieg: "There seems to be something fishy going on with this Valancius family. They possess a warrant signed by the Emperor, yet they have fallen to the point of asking for help from a Gloriana-class battleship whose background is unknown."
DoraemonisthetrueOmnissiah: "No, I want to play too. I'm already addicted and I desperately need a game quota to save myself."
".."
While the group chat was heated, Daniel sent a message.
SpaceKing: "The game quota is ready. It will be posted in the group at 7 o'clock in the evening. Friends who want it can click to reserve it."
As soon as the message was sent, the group became even more lively.
Dev's news never stops.
Some people even tried to add him as a friend and spend money to buy game spots.
Daniel ignored them all.
At seven o'clock in the evening, he released the reservation website.
The discord group is full of Warhammer enthusiasts, and after a day of fermentation and discussion, many group members have been waiting early.
The thirty reservation spots were snapped up in less than a minute after they were released.
GuillimanRules: "No, why didn't I get it? The Great Plunderer has breached the Cadia Fortress. Human civilization is in danger. The people of the Empire need the return of the great Regent. What you are stealing is not the game qualification, but the hope of the people of the Empire."
GuillimanRules: "Haha, I got it."
Magos: "Damn, I'm too slow."
Beefcake: "Grabbing a reservation spot is a piece of cake."
GuillimanRules: ":((("
*******
University dormitory.
As soon as George arrived at the dormitory, he saw a package of his at the door.
When he opened it, he almost screamed with excitement.
Inside was the Warhammer OL gaming helmet.
"Haha, here we are, finally here. Tonight, I'm going on a killing spree."
At this moment, the phone vibrated and a message popped up.
Allan: "I'm free tonight. I just went shopping with my sisters. Come out later and we can have dinner together."
George frowned.
Allan was from the same school as him, and they had a somewhat ambiguous relationship.
Usually, we would make plans to go out for dinner or something.
But there was no further development.
And he always pays for every meal.
"Why don't you go have a meal? After all, they have invited you."
Next second.
Snap!
George suddenly slapped himself.
"How can I delay my loyalty for a woman I haven't even got yet? The Emperor needs me."
George turned off his cell phone, put on his helmet, and started his own Warhammer journey.