A sorcerer? I am a Warhammer psyker.

The Hive Will exploited the Orcs' weaknesses, throwing them into chaos by beheading Scarface, then dividing and surrounding them, successfully defeating all the Orcs on Ghorala, absorbing vast resources, building more Swarms, and using them as springboards to conquer multiple planets, continuing its advance into the heart of Eurythmus.

Arboss Big Fang, from the Deadhead Clan, took over as commander of the Orcish defenses. Its greatest strength was not offense, but defense. It built an astonishing number of fortifications on all the planets it controlled, and easily thwarted the multiple assassination attempts by the Hive Will.

Thus, under the command of Boss Steel Teeth, this war between insects and beasts gradually turned into a never-ending tug-of-war.

However, the Tyranids, relying on their efficient battlefield recovery capabilities, continuously replenished their forces on the ground. At the same time, the Hive Will absorbed large amounts of biomass and resources from the Orcish planets they controlled, building even more fleets.

The scales of war are tipping in Tyranny's favor; it's only a matter of time before the orcs' iron fortress falls completely.

Meanwhile, a mysterious fleet, guided by the two orcish supreme gods, is preparing to completely turn the tide of the war.

Faction: Orcs (Chaotic Evil)

Current location: within subspace travel orbit

The host's current identities: Technician Boy (former), (Acting) Grand Tech Master (Chief Grand Technician of the Bonebreaker Fleet), Researcher.

"My lord, my lord"

Because the transfer of consciousness felt like being hit on the head with a club, Kenmei Isayama felt dizzy and vaguely that something was pushing him.

When he opened his eyes, he saw an incredibly ugly, short, green boy standing in front of him. Instinctively, he punched the monster and sent it flying.

The result was a seemingly light punch that seemed to possess immense force, slamming the "screaming" kid into the wall. The wall was actually a pile of scrap metal, rusted and riddled with bullet holes, resembling tank plates.

"Holy crap, what the hell?"

Kenmei Isayama looked at his arm in disbelief. It was a remarkably healthy color, the kind of color that made you want to forgive him.

"I've turned green."

Green skin was covered by machinery.

After a minute of thought, Kenmei Isayama finally accepted the fact that he had become a green monster.

After all, his first D-level simulation turned him into a dog, but this time he at least had four limbs, and this body was exceptionally robust compared to his human body.

If Kenmei Isayama remembers correctly, the race he drew this time should be the most cheerful and free race in the Warhammer universe - the Ork, also known as the Greenskins. They are a savage, warlike, green-skinned race that is scattered throughout the galaxy.

From the moment these carefree orc boys are born, the genetic material in their DNA compels them to fight. They fight when they're full, and they fight when they're awake.

"Working at night! The warlord or the big boss will gather everyone in the center of the camp, and then he'll climb up his AAAGH!!!"

"Flag Tower, Big"

They'd shout and tell us where we were going to fight tomorrow, or what we were going to steal, or maybe they'd send a few weirdos up to put on a psionic fireworks show for us.

War is the best way to achieve exhilarating combat. In other words, unlike other races, the orcs wage war not for wealth, nor to establish a new empire.

Orc boys crave only one thing: to satisfy their insatiable destructive desires in the most eye-catching way possible!

This savage nature drives the orc lads into endless, pointless, and insane wars. Without enemies, orcs will even attack each other for the sheer pleasure of killing.

Therefore, in this dark, desperate universe filled with nothing but war, the Orcs are the only race that is relatively optimistic.

"We were born to fight and win!" This was the lifelong pursuit of these young men.

Although orcs bleed when injured, just like shrimp (humans), they are not strictly speaking true living beings, but rather a special kind of spore.

These simple-minded, physically strong green giants did not reproduce through reproduction, but were conceived from mushrooms that grew from the ground.

Plant a dead greenskin in the ground, and you'll soon have a mountain of greenskins. In a short time, these greenskins will multiply until the entire planet is covered by them.

Kenmei Isayama's role this time is that of one of the Green Boys, and a rather special one at that.

Tech (or Ba), also known as the garbage collector.

Yet, among these illiterate, simple-minded orc lads, they were among the most intelligent. They could craft weapons using biomaterials from all the factions in Warhammer 40, such as the Empire, the Tau, the Eldar, the Necropolis, and even the Tyranids.

Kenmei Isayama opened his character panel and, as expected, the information page had been updated to the orc version.

Name: Ironhand Gul'dan

Race: Orc

Clan: Bloodaxe

Mana value: fluctuates with the aaagh field.

Active Skill: "The Power of My Thoughts"

(Because ordinary humans in Kenmei Isayama's world are not comparable to creatures in the Warhammer universe, physical data is not displayed.)

Occupation: Tech Boy

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Therefore, they are called junk collectors. No matter how damaged or broken the weapons are, once they fall into the hands of the tech-savvy kids, they can immediately restart them as long as they think they can still be used.

Just like the ship that Gul'dan rode in, which was almost entirely made of scrap metal and could barely be called a warship, it was able to sail through the raging warp without falling apart.

This warship isn't even sealed.

When the tech priests of this tech empire arrive, they all have to say "Awesome!"

Gul'dan, also known as Kenmei Isayama, will soon have his promotion ceremony—from a novice to a master—held in the presence of the warship's arboss, Ghazghullag Uruk Thraka.

Thank you to Broken Wings and Rotten Leaves for the monthly ticket.

Thank you for the monthly pass, Sheng Tang.

Does anyone know how to name an orc? They're so long!

Chapter 40 Warp Engine

"裆, 档".

The sound of the hydraulic press was coming from a body covered by a variety of complex mechanical devices, covering 80% of its surface, including its arms, torso, feet, and even its eyes and mouth, which were equipped with protective goggles and breathing filters.

The backpack on this guy has two huge hydraulically retractable power arms, including a heavy-duty cutting arm and a lifting arm, both of which can be operated with a single handle.

Judging from the few remaining patches of its green skin, it is an Orc. At the same time, it possesses such high-tech equipment that even a typical tech prodigy wouldn't enjoy.

It is obvious that this is the kind of master technician that countless arboss (war leaders) dream of becoming, and countless tech enthusiasts aspire to be.

Because the very existence of this special group of orcs meant countless terrifying war machines, an extremely high status in orc society, and an inexhaustible supply of junk. No tech tycoon could resist a mountain of junk made entirely of broken copper and scrap metal.

This high-tech beastman is Kenmei Isayama. He is completely different from the state when he was unarmored in his room. He has assembled his entire body into mechanical armor using materials left by the deceased Great Tech Master and things left by the previous host of this body. Therefore, he looks extremely powerful.

Each simulation does not immediately plunge the character into battle; instead, it provides Kenmei Isayama with time to adapt to this body and its original identity as a buffer.

The last time Kenmei Isayama became a battle-hardened hound, he only descended into reality after killing all the flesh hounds under his command in the Khorne God Realm, when he sensed the call of the Chaos Legion.

"It's really just a pile of garbage."

Kenmei Isayama uttered this exclamation in response to the enormous metal object before him.

He is now in the main engine room of this warship.

The air here is unusually hot and stuffy, but fortunately the mechanical armor can cool it down, and the breathing mask can block out harmful gases in the air, which is the most important thing for Kenmei Isayama.

After all, Orcs don't care about hygiene at all—no, they don't even have a concept of it; the smell permeating the air is simply awful.

The massive machine before us, bearing the emblem of the Human Empire at the top and emitting a "putt-putt-putt" roar like an old-fashioned tractor, is the most crucial component for all races traversing the warp: the warp engine, the heart of this warship, the World Killer.

It must be said that the "Geller Field" developed by the Empire of Man is a really good thing, a protective field that protects warships when they are navigating in the warp.

The high-power operation caused all the components to vibrate violently and reach high temperatures. Just the screws that Kenmei Isayama saw were about to fall out. Black smoke could be seen spitting out from between the parts, giving the impression that it might fall apart at any moment.

According to the memories of this body that Kenmei Isayama read, this thing was dug out of the garbage from a sunken Imperial fleet by the former Great Tech Master.

When it was dug out, there was still a shell stuck inside the engine block, but for some reason it didn't explode. Of course, to this day, the bomb still hasn't detonated and remains there intact. Thanks to the previous mastermind's incredible skill, this deadly shell has become one with the engine.

Both the model and the age of the equipment are quite old. They might be scrapped by the Imperials, but for the Orcs, they've just passed the break-in period.

Although Kenmei Isayama appears to be a beastman, he thinks like a modern person, and the beastmen find his typical African-style thinking a bit hard to accept.

He felt like he was sitting on a powder keg, not knowing when it would explode. So, considering the safety risks, this was the first place that Kenmei Isayama came to explore after obtaining this body.

After all, the safe operation of this thing is of paramount importance. Kenmei Isayama does not want to lose this warship. Drifting around in the subspace with his physical body is simply courting death. The subspace is a strange and dark parallel dimension of the material universe. There are no physical laws here. Everything is composed of the emotions and thought energy of intelligent beings in the real world.

Putting aside the fact that Kenmei Isayama is dead, the simulation ended before we even earned any points.

So the first thing to do is to check the condition of the machine. It seems that the machine is in good "health" because Kenmei Isayama can see that there is a very dense green energy covering the machine. This is the AAAH force field left on it by the previous master tech master, which is still in effect.

Simply by touching the machine, the green energy contained within it intertwines and merges with the green energy surging from Kenmei Isayama's body.

Isayama Kenmei's mind was flooded with all the knowledge about this machine; it was a strange feeling of innate knowledge. He even had an urge to scream, a strong emotional resonance.

These AAAGH force fields are equivalent to the power generated by mental resonance. The stronger the orc, the stronger the cohesion, because their appeal is extraordinary and they can rally a large number of orc boys to AAAGH together!

According to Kenmei Isayama's explanation in his own world, it should be the remnants left behind by a powerful sorcerer. If not cleansed, it is extremely easy to form a curse, but here it doesn't have as many effects.

Just as Kenmei Isayama was feeling relieved, the pipe next to him exploded, and he was suddenly covered in hot steam.

"damn it."

Fortunately, orcs are tough and resilient, and Isayama Kenmei, fully armed, was protected by the AAAH field, so he only suffered a minor injury.

"Jump Jump, don't touch anything, or I'll smash your head flat."

These words came out of Isayama Kenmei's mouth, clearly indicating that this body had developed a conditioned reflex.

Startled by Kenmei Isayama's roar, a creature with a flat, bald head and pointed ears, resembling a green goblin, hid its ears in fear and began to kowtow repeatedly.

Jump is a fart sprite. In the Ork race, fart sprites are cannon fodder on the battlefield and are the lowest-ranking beings in Ork society. Ork boys can easily decide the life or death of a fart sprite.

Of course, this does not include the mechanics who accompany each tech whiz. These special mechanics are the most intelligent beings and play a crucial role in repairing firearms and maintaining equipment in the orc legion.

"gun".

Seeing Jumpy's pitiful look, Kenmei Isayama kicked it right in the rear. But upon hearing "roll," Jumpy was clearly relieved and actually rolled away, heading towards Kenmei Isayama's studio.

Jumpy prefers to stay in its owner's garbage dump rather than here.

Jumpy, that little brat, was the poor wretch who initially tried to wake up Kenmei Isayama, but ended up getting punched into the wall instead.

Although Jump Jump is considered an elite among fart spirits, strictly speaking, he is the private property of Kenmei Isayama, and no one would care if he were killed at will.

"Alright, I've checked the things I was most worried about."

"Should we go to the banquet next?"

Isayama Kenmei shuddered as the image of a traditional dish (dark cuisine) commonly served at orc banquets flashed through his mind.

I really don't want to go.