The Bizarre Adventures of the Oil Man, but Starting with Warhammer 32K

He turned back in surprise, only to find that wherever the current spread, all the Skitarii were as immobilized as he was. These mechanical warriors, having undergone the most rigorous transformations of the Mechanicus, were now no different from mortals paralyzed by the current!

Sage Lifar's heart suddenly skipped a beat, and he quickly activated the diagnostic program in his body, only to discover that a miniature electronic virus was being continuously injected into his body from the electric current.

His eyes suddenly widened and he looked at the paralysis trap on the ground in disbelief.

It’s over.

This was the only thought in Lifar's mind.

This trap, it actually is a trap!

Chapter 52: “Friendly” visit.

Kurland stared at the group of Crusaders who had fallen into the trap, then looked at Leon standing beside him and asked in disbelief:

"They fell into a trap... Is it that simple?"

Leon nodded: "You are right, but this is the Mechanicus."

This trap is very simple. It is based on the paralysis trap in Monster Hunter, and a microscopic electronic virus is injected into the electric current.

Leon didn't even hide the trap, he just put it on the ground so blatantly, and these members of the Mechanicus had already fallen into the trap.

Humble people who feel insignificant the more they know are ultimately a minority. Mechanicus sages, possessing vast amounts of knowledge, always possess a kind of arrogance that they themselves are hardly aware of. This arrogance ultimately drives them to commit the foolish act of arbitrarily judging a trap as harmless and stepping on it.

Knowledge does not mean wisdom.

What made them fall into the rut was not Li Ang's trap, but the experience they were proud of.

Kurland didn't understand the twists and turns, but that didn't stop him from looking at Leon with admiration. Beside them, the Imperial Fists were still maintaining their defensive formation, while the veterans of the Second Legion had already filed out.

"Robbery!"

"Hand over everything you can use!"

"Is the gear on this Skitarii useful? Help me pull it off, and I'll show it to Father Leon later."

These veterans approached the Skitarii with menacing eyes, snatching their weapons from their hands, and some even began to plunder the Skitarii's body parts. They didn't look like elite Space Marines who had experienced hundreds of battles, but rather like vicious bandits.

This is how poor it is on the Blue Planet.

Leon could understand their actions, but after all, with outsiders present, the veterans' actions made him feel a little embarrassed. He glanced at Kurland, only to find that Kurland was admiring the veterans' looting with admiration.

"Seizing every opportunity to plunder available resources, is this the difference between us, who have never experienced true despair, and the veterans..."

Li Ang: "?"

Now he didn't have to worry about being exposed, but Leon felt his toes starting to dig into the ground.

To ease the awkwardness, he simply walked towards the sage trapped in the trap. When Sage Lifar saw Leon in red, his heart finally settled.

Oh no, it turns out that it was the old Ass who did it.

Sage Lifar's heart was filled with bitterness. This virus that restricted his movements was not complicated. He only needed a few more seconds to unlock it. But these few seconds were an insurmountable barrier for him.

Facing the grenade launcher pointed at his head by Amidel, Sage Lifar froze. He looked at Leon approaching, forced a flattering smile, and said:

"Hey, can we reconcile?"

"We don't have any conflicts, so why talk about reconciliation?"

Leon patted Lifar's shoulders twice and said with a kind smile, "You mean it, right? The biological sage from Carth Maxim?"

"Of course it is."

Sage Lifar forced a smile on his face that was uglier than crying. In order to show his sincerity, he didn't even dare to remove the virus that restricted his movements.

"But as the saying goes, meeting is fate. We in the Mechanicus believe in mutual assistance and selflessness. How about I share with you some of my recent research results..."

"Hey! What are you talking about?"

Li Ang waved his hand and said, "What do I need that for?"

Sage Lifar's heart sank to the bottom.

If it was just a Space Marine, he could still work for them to protect himself. But the moment he saw his colleague Leon, he knew that his precious knowledge was probably gone.

Civil wars among the Mechanicus' sages are not uncommon, and most of these civil wars are fought over the unique knowledge held by the other party.

However, unless the loser would rather die than hand over his knowledge, this kind of knowledge war generally will not put the sage to death.

But what does this person mean? He's willing to give up his knowledge, but he says he doesn't want it anymore? Does he think that once he dies, all his things will belong to him?

The more Lifar thought about it, the paler his face turned. He wondered if he should subtly remind the other person that the knowledge in his head was locked.

But Leon had already warmly put his arm around his shoulders and even took the initiative to help him get rid of the virus that restricted his movements.

"How's it going? It must be tough being driven out of the Forge World to carry out a mission, right?"

Leon asked.

"is a bit……"

Lifar answered honestly, not knowing what Leon was up to.

"We are not enemies who come to plunder your knowledge. On the contrary, we can help you complete your mission better."

Li Ang patiently coaxed him: "It's okay to just get by. But if you perform well and make contributions, then this perfunctory job can also become a stepping stone for you to move up in the Forge World, right?"

He had already seen from the Skitarii that the sage before him, full of arrogance, was in a difficult position. This so-called Skitarii consisted of only the most basic rangers armed with galvanic rifles and melee servitors transformed from slave laborers. This meager configuration clearly indicated that the sage before him was at the bottom of the Forge World's hierarchy.

To deal with such a sage, coercion and inducement are naturally the best options. And Lifar was indeed tempted by Leon's proposal:

"you mean……?"

Seeing the sage so understanding, Leon clapped his hands with a smile. He took the initiative to straighten the flustered sage and gestured for him to look at the surrounding yellow-armored Space Marines.

"As you can see, we are the Imperial Fists, and I am the Chaplain of the Imperial Fists."

"I know. My mission also includes going to this planet to check on the Imperial Fists..."

It's not that Sage Lifar didn't see these Imperial Fists, but the situation before didn't allow him to think about them.

"I found no trace of you on this planet and thought you had evacuated."

During the days of waiting, Leon and his men didn't find any other survivors, but they collected as many bodies of Imperial Fists as possible and recovered their gene seeds and power armor. This was precisely why Sage Lifar didn't see any Imperial Fists.

"We have suffered a heavy blow."

Li Ang admitted frankly: "That's why we need a Forge World to help us recover our combat effectiveness as quickly as possible."

Lifar was no fool: "So you help me complete the mission, and all I ask is that I take you with me when I return to Maxim's Forge World?"

"That's it."

"I'm afraid that won't work."

Lifar suppressed his previous impulse and said, "We, the Mechanicum, and the Imperium have an equal relationship... Even a founding chapter that wishes to enter a Forge World must obtain permission from that world's Forge Director. I have no right to bring you into a Forge World."

Chapter 53 points out the threat.

"Don't think about it again?"

Lifar shook his head resolutely. Leon could even see beads of sweat on his half-metallic face: "Absolutely not! The credit for completing the mission brilliantly cannot make up for my mistake of shoving Space Marines onto the research vessel and bringing them back to the Forge World without reporting it! The Forge Director will not let me off!"

"Let's discuss another solution. I'll hand over all the information about my ongoing projects to you, okay?"

"Really? Even the merit of bringing back the warning of the impending destruction of the Forge World is not worth the mistake of bringing us into the Forge World?"

Sage Lifar was stunned. He stared at Leon, and Leon's confident expression was reflected in the visual transmitter.

"What did you say?"

There was clear disbelief in his voice.

"The Forge World is about to be destroyed? What do you mean?"

"Do you even need to ask this? Isn't the greenskin threat right under your noses?"

"How can that be possible!"

Lifar flatly denied: "When I arrived, I had already detected large-scale warp transmission fluctuations. Those greenskin fleets could not possibly be targeting our Forge World. That large-scale warp transmission was clearly heading for the hive planet Endin. Are you trying to trick me with this?"

The sage in front of him obviously didn't know that the greenskin fleet he was talking about was actually a terrifying battle moon, but this was not the point of the current explanation.

Faced with the sage's denial, Leon just pointed slowly at his feet.

"What about the orcs on this planet?"

Li Ang asked back.

"Ok?"

"The Imperial Fists' fleet crashed on this planet. Sage, since you also specialize in biology, you should be well aware of the characteristics of the greenskins. As long as they can obtain the wreckage, they can quickly copy the corresponding level of technology."

"That's right..."

Lifar answered hesitantly, he still didn't understand what Leon wanted to say.

"Then why do you think the greenskins would send orcs to this planet? Just to look for a fight?"

"Isn't it? They are creatures whose minds are solely focused on fighting..."

"You are right, but you are obviously not as thoughtful as the orc warlords in this wave of greenskins."

Leon casually picked up a mushroom from the ground. These were the genetic spores of the greenskin, a half-plant, half-creature that had sprouted in the ground. Soon, these spores would grow into new goblins, skugs, and greenskin boys.

"They're not just throwing greenskins onto this planet to fight the Imperials. They're going to take root here and create a new wave of greenskins."

"When the time comes, this green tide that has built its own warships won't just follow the long-departed greenskin fleet and eat its tail. Their targets will definitely be those worlds around them that haven't been visited by the greenskin fleet yet. For example, the nearby Forge World of Maxim."

Flames erupted from Leon's palms, and he used the flamethrower attached to his palms to burn the green-skinned mushroom clean. Then, he looked at Sage Lifar, who was already sweating coldly.

"Do you think what I said makes sense, Mechanicus Sage from Maximus?"

Lifar was stunned and swallowed subconsciously - even though he no longer had the glands to secrete saliva, he had to do something to relieve his tension.

Lifar's previous perfunctory attitude had prevented him from considering this issue further. However, after Leon pointed out this possibility, his professionalism as a biological sage told him that the probability was actually over 95.81%.

The rough estimate from the previous scan by the research vessel had already let Lifar know that the greenskins on this planet were already counted in the millions. Adding the greenskin mushrooms that were still growing there, the number of greenskins with the ability to travel in space would be at least tens of millions.

He had previously been immersed in the inertial thinking that the greenskins had not come in the direction of their forged world, and had never thought that no one could remain immune from this spreading green tide.

Especially since the Greenskins' technological advancement depends on the technological products they can rob, and now there is a Forge World right next to these Greenskins. As long as they can find this Forge World, how could these Greenskins give up this piece of fat?

Even if it is not in the direction of the greenskins' main force, Maxim's Forge World will at least be besieged by tens of millions of greenskins!

We don’t want Maxim to be besieged by greenskins or something like that!

At least after I escape, no... after I transfer all my assets in Maxim!

For a moment, Lifar wanted to drive the research vessel and never go back, but the knowledge and resources he left on Maxim made him reluctant to escape.

He looked at Leon, who had suggested this possibility, with a sad face, and Leon comforted him:

"It's okay. We're still here, aren't we? You know the Greenskins are a race in need of a leader. As long as the Forge World can help the Imperial Fists regain their fighting strength, our elite Astartes can penetrate the Ork forces and behead their warlords."

"As long as you bring us back and wait for the orc invasion, you will be the greatest hero in saving the Forge World!"

"Then why don't you kill the leader of these orcs now? That would buy a lot of time, right?"

Lifar suggested tentatively.

"Ha, and then let you guys take advantage of this extra time for free?"

Li Ang shook his head: "I also came from the Mechanicus. I know better than anyone how capable people are of turning their backs on each other."

Putting aside the cost of decapitating these greenskin bosses, given their current shortage of ammunition and manpower, Leon, as a motor oiler, knew that the most important thing he couldn't trust was their character. If he wanted them to admit their mistakes, he had to first tie their interests to his own.

To deal with this group of oil guys, the greenskins with a large army are the best help.

Lifar sighed: "It seems I have no choice..."

"Don't worry. In this situation, as long as you bring us back to the Forge World, this Forge World will count it as a great achievement for you. You won't lose anything no matter what."

"I'm just afraid that when they discover there are Space Marines on the research vessel during the entry inspection, they'll simply refuse to let us in. This isn't about whether I'm willing to take you there, but whether the Foundry Director will agree to let you enter the Forge World after I bring you back."

Lifar was still unwilling to do such a risky thing. Rather than taking credit for something ethereal and illusory, he wanted to find a reason to rush back to the Forging World as soon as possible and pack up his belongings and run away.

"My relationship with the Foundry Director is not good. If you still want to force your way in despite the Foundry Director's consent, then the Foundry Director will definitely not mind using the orbital defense system to send everyone on this research vessel to meet Om Messiah!"

"You could say we're your 'evidence'."

Leon was well aware of the Forge World's higher-ups; their highly modified brains had replaced conventional thinking organs with electronic logic processors. As long as the logic made sense, they couldn't refuse this 'reasonable' entry: "You've brought back a group of Imperial Fists who experienced the Greenskin War firsthand to support your theory of an impending Greenskin invasion. Isn't that reasonable?"