Warhammer: From the Devouring C'tan Fragments

"Master, Gray reported to me that he encountered some troubles while on this mission and needs help from the base."

Gaia's mechanical electronic sound interrupted the art student's thoughts, which made the art student ask with some confusion.

"What kind of trouble did he encounter that required him to come back and report?"

"Master, Gray said his mission went smoothly, but because of the large number of people he recruited, he ran into a shortage of food and water."

Gaia replied.

"Do we need to return to base to report on such a trivial matter?"

The art student said doubtfully.

"Master, you forgot to equip Gray with a communication device, so he needs to run back and report himself."

The art student couldn't help but smile bitterly in his heart. He had given Gray all the weapons and protective gear, but actually forgot to equip him with communication equipment.

"How many people did Gray recruit this time?"

The art student asked Gaia.

Gaia said, "Gray said there are probably over 2,000 people."

The art student thought for a moment and said to Gaia, "Equip Gray with two off-road trucks filled with food and water. Also, assign Gray a hundred combat robots to protect the civilians. Also, equip Gray with a walkie-talkie."

"Ok."

After receiving the instructions from the artist, Gaia's main brain sent the information to Gaia's butler, asking Gaia's butler to take charge of these trivial matters.

Gray, who was resting in the first defense platform, received supplies and one hundred combat robots from the base. Seeing this lineup, Gray knew that this was a sure thing.

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When Gray brought back thousands of bottom nesters, the art student had no intention of showing up. Naturally, these matters would be handled by the "old man" who had been there for a few months.

The art student summoned Gray and the other two who had completed their mission to the bridge of the battleship. The art student looked at the three with a satisfied expression and said.

"You completed your mission well this time. You actually brought back over 2,000 people at once, expanding the population of the base."

Gray and the other two bowed slightly to the art student and responded to the art student's compliments with a smile.

"All this is a gift from our Lord to us."

The art student smiled and said, "Don't flatter me. This is the credit you deserve. You completed the task with your own hard work. Don't push all the glory onto me."

"I dare not." Gray bowed and said.

"Come on, I know what you want. There are two professions in the base's combat department now, and you need to make your own choice, the Navy and the Army."

The art student introduced Gray and the other two.

Gray asked doubtfully, "My Lord, can you explain to me in detail the difference between the navy and the army?"

Although Gray had lived in the base for three months, Gray and the other two spent most of their time in training, and the rest of their time was spent learning High Gothic and writing. They were not very clear about the knowledge related to the military.

Gray's previous knowledge only covered the Imperial Navy, the Imperial Guard, and the Space Marines. He had no access to the rest of the military information because his level was not high enough.

As the art student waved his hand, a virtual screen appeared in front of Gray and the other two. There were some videos on the screen. The art student slid his finger across the screen and introduced them to Gray and the other two.

"The army is primarily composed of Space Marines. After being injected with genetic enhancement agents, they still need to undergo a lot of rigorous training to become a qualified Space Marine. A qualified Space Marine will wear a full set of Star Power Armor, which will provide the wearer with greater strength and speed, as well as powerful defense.

The weapons of the Space Marines include the Ripper Rifle, Plasma Melta Pistol, Power Sword and other weapons.

Strong-willed beings will also be selected from the Space Marines to become pilots of various mechas, such as the Knight Mecha and Titan, various powerful war weapons.

The army mainly focuses on intra-planetary combat.

The navy drives various space battleships to fight in the starry sky and provides fire support for the army to capture planets when necessary, so the navy has a much easier job than the army.

Of course, the navy is also very dangerous. Sometimes, all the personnel on an entire warship are killed.

This is the difference between the Navy and the Army, and you now need to make your own choice, whether to join the Army or the Navy."

After the art student finished introducing Gray and the other two, he stopped explaining and let the three of them make their own choice, whether to join the army or the navy.

Gray and the other two looked at each other before turning to the art student and saying, "My Lord, we have chosen to become Space Marines. No matter how hard, tiring, or dangerous it may be, we are not afraid. We have had enough of those weak days before, so we must become Space Marines."

The art student smiled with satisfaction. To become a Space Marine, one needs this kind of firm willpower.

The art student smiled and said, "Well, you're great. Even when presented with a better option, you were able to stick to your original idea. This is the best motivation on the road to becoming a strong person. Come on over here."

The art student waved his hand, asking the three to come closer to him.

The art student picked up an analytical instrument from the workbench, collected a little blood from Gray and the other two, and waited for the instrument to analyze the compatibility between Gray and the other two and the genetic enhancement drug.

If the degree of compatibility between a person and the genetic enhancement drug is too low, even forcibly injecting the genetic enhancement drug will be useless, so matching is required first.

After the art student waited for a few seconds, the instrument showed the matching results of Gray and the other two for the genetic enhancement drug.

Gray 76%.

David 73%.

nanograms 71%.

Gray and the other two were lucky enough to have met the minimum standards to become Space Marines.

The higher the compatibility, the stronger you will become after injecting the genetic enhancement potion. The minimum compatibility to become a Space Marine is 70%. If the compatibility is lower than this, even forced injection will only waste the potion.

That's why art students created this kind of instrument, which can determine from the very beginning whether a person is suitable to become a Space Marine.

The highest matching degree among the art student's experimental subjects was only 82%, but after high-intensity training, their strength should have reached the level of Thunder Warriors, according to the art student's own judgment.

The art student looked at the three people with nervous expressions and said with a smile, "You are lucky. You have all reached the standard to become Space Marines. Congratulations."

"call."

When Gray and the other two heard the final result, they all breathed a sigh of relief and happily hugged each other to celebrate.

The art student silently looked at the three happy people, and felt happy in his heart. As long as the people under his command became stronger and stronger, he could gain more territory and become the real master of the stars.