Warhammer: Decided to take the route of stars surrounding the warp

Facilities on the outskirts of the desert were gradually dismantled, including the corpses and wooden signs. All entrances are officially disabled, except for the medical area where planes continue to come and go.

Archduke William finally breathed a sigh of relief. The ten ships of ammunition were not given away in vain. The most important thing is that his son was successfully selected.

Not to mention ten ships of ammunition, I wouldn't feel bad if there were ten more ships...

Duke William hurried home and crossed the grand door of his home in three steps and two steps at a time. To the Duke, the vast area of ​​​​their home had never felt so big. At this time, his wife had been kneeling on the gravel to make atonement to the emperor for two days. The arrival of Archduke William finally made her relax and tell the whole story.

Even Archduke William couldn't help but lose his temper when he heard about the invasion of warp demons. Local psykers were quickly called in to make some necessary checks, along with all the people and cats in the area.

Archduke William looked at the broken relics of his ancestors and was filled with emotion. Even though thousands of years have passed, his ancestors still protect his descendants.

"Okay, stop kneeling and do something more practical."

Archduke William ordered his subordinates to bulldoze his back garden and build a huge statue of the emperor.

Officials from the nearby state church quickly arrived and held multi-level and in-depth talks with Archduke William on many key areas, including the amount of investment, the style of the statue, and the intensity of follow-up publicity.

Archduke William waved his hand and said, "Just build it. If my son can become a Space Marine, I can even pay to build a huge statue of the Emperor in the center of the desert that can be seen from space."

If those unpleasant things had not happened before, then Archduke William would be quite happy to pay some price and give his son a word to let him withdraw from the subsequent selection. After all, the achievements of this desert selection are enough for him to brag about for a lifetime, but now he Don't dare to move at all. We can only find ways to manage some mortal auxiliary troops from various aspects, so that they can pay more attention and rescue them faster when something goes wrong.

Those who were selected were elated, while those who failed were naturally devastated, especially the families of those boys who could not be rescued and were buried forever in the yellow sand.

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In view of the fact that many of the selected boys were not in very good condition, Yifeng waved his hand and offered to treat them if they were sick, eat more if they were not sick, and rest for 30 days. Of course, each boy lived alone, and even food supplies were delivered by robots.

It's a test disguised as rest, enduring loneliness.

After all, you never know what will happen every time you fight. For example, even the Primarch Guilliman was beaten into outer space and floated for a long time.

At the same time, we must protect these outstanding children. If they are released, what if someone assassinates them in order to reduce competitors? They were just children. If they were all Astartes recruits, they could consider making assassination a selection process.

At the same time, Yifeng also needs to think about how to conduct the next part of the assessment. In the past, it would have been to be thrown into an alien planet full of aliens to survive in the wilderness, or to limit what each person must retrieve to be considered qualified.

But this is usually done when there are enough Astartes to ensure that the boys can quickly rescue them if they encounter something they cannot possibly handle.

Obviously now Yifeng does not know the art of multiple shadow clones, so he can only think of an assessment method that can be managed by the mortal auxiliary army alone.

They can't be thrown into a zoo and play a survival game. If they do, their chapter may be nailed to the pillar of shame of the Space Marines.

The players who have gone through the desert selection basically have no problems with their willpower and physical strength, except for one child.

Yifeng took out Xiaolan's information. Judging from the medical examination just conducted, the child was severely malnourished, his feet were worn out, and there were a lot of abrasions all over his body. Judging from his blood loss alone, , it is impossible to reach the end.

It’s weird.

Yifeng put down the file and continued to think about the follow-up assessment. The resistance to subspace and loyalty to the emperor must be tested. Should I recruit those who are particularly loyal or those who are disloyal? It seems that my next project will not be very good. .....loyalty?

From what the high priest of the Green Temple said, it seems that there is still a test of perception and control? It's a pity, it would be great if the high priest is still alive.

The priests of the White Scars and their sub-legions are very outstanding compared to other chapters. During the Emperor's Great Crusade, there were four legions that were far away from the Empire for a long time and were in enemy territory, namely the Night Lords, Alpha, and White Scar and the Raven Guard.

The duties of the first two are to assassinate, provoke chaos, cause panic, etc. Now these two legions have rebelled against Chaos. At least the rebellion of the Night Lords is certain, and the White Scars serve as the empire's best scouts and decapitation special forces. Having roamed the darkest parts of the Empire for a long time, they have the best Chapter Chaplains who can maintain the loyalty of the entire Chapter.

In the style of the Sons of Chagatai Khan, a motorcycle racing competition was required, but now there was more than one gene seed, and comprehensive development had to be considered.

It's impossible to start the Olympics. The next test is so confusing.

Let’s take a look at the archives first.

Yifeng picked up a few more files.

Kazanev, oh, this name is so hard to pronounce. Oh, this is the fierce man who beat up the Desert Wolf. If I were appointed by the Space Wolves Chapter, I would take you in. You are physically strong and have a good idea. , I don’t know what the learning ability and subspace resistance are like.

Gorgon, why does his name sound like that of a shaman? He seems to be an outstanding child of some great nobleman. Hey, his academic performance is so good. People should not be judged by their appearance.

Enke, what the hell? Known as a "little computer"? I always like to analyze data, why don’t I use this as a technical sergeant? Recommended to study abroad in the Foundry World for a hundred years?

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William woke up in a daze and sat up immediately.

"Where am I? I seem to have passed the test. What's going on now?"

What comes into view is a small and completely enclosed room with only a bed, a table and a toilet. There is not even a chair, so you have to sit on the bed.

An electronic screen hung on the wall, explaining the current situation.

"I passed, passed the test? I'm entering the next round!" Before he finished reading the first line, little William was already so excited that he couldn't help himself.

This is a great honor for his William family and the best interpretation of loyalty to the emperor.

Little William was extremely ambitious for a moment, and he had great ambitions to drive out chaos and restore the human empire.

After calming down his excitement, he continued to look at the screen, which contained an assessment of Little William's physical condition. It was nothing more than overwork and lack of nutrition.

Next task: Rest here and wait for the next round of selection to begin. The waiting time is unknown.

If you want to exit the selection, press the red button at the top of the screen.

Food will be delivered through the mechanical mouth. It is recommended to eat all of it to maintain your physical strength.

The food has been delivered from the mechanical mouth and placed on the table. A week’s worth of nuggets and bars with all the nutrients the body needs, as well as emergency sachets of water. As a noble in the upper nest, little William had never eaten this kind of thing.

Uh, it doesn't taste good. I'm choking. Come and pack some water.

This is a fully enclosed small room with its own ventilation system. It doesn't even have a time display. Day and night are all determined by your light switch.

Close and sleep.

I don’t know how long I slept. Anyway, when little William woke up, he continued to eat, eat and drink enough, and put away the remaining food. What should he do? Exercise and exercise. Do a round of all the exercises you can do in one bed, and then continue to sleep despite your fatigue.

On the other hand, Enke was truly in extreme boredom. He had no data or information. He could do nothing but eat, drink, and count time every day.

It's so uncomfortable. But he didn't know that he had an absolute advantage in this seemingly simple assessment.

Enke's friend Frosa is still lying in bed unconscious.

Xiaolan fell into great happiness.

What day is this? No need to go around picking up garbage in search of food, no need to be a thief every day and risk being caught and beaten up, but you can have something to eat while lying on such a comfortable bed?

Is this the fairy life of the rich? So happy.

In his opinion, these nutritious food blocks and food bars are far better than the corpse starch blocks that he usually gets by luck.

Ah, happiness.

If it weren't for this person's limited cultural level, Yifeng replaced all text with voice broadcasts, and he could finish the food for this week in two or three days.

Yifeng set a trap here. Since it is a completely closed management environment, no one knows the exact time, so Yifeng ordered them to put in supplies for seven days every six days. I believe that many people's biological clocks will enter. Very magical situation.

For the first time, food and water were put in at the beginning. Everyone didn't take it seriously, thinking that a week's rest would be enough. Most people didn't pay attention to the second time, thinking that they were unconscious for too long when they came in. At this time, many people Their biological clocks are messed up. Sometimes they sleep for 3 hours but think the night has passed. Sometimes they wake up for only 7 hours and think the day has passed. When they want to take a nap, they think the night has passed. I accidentally slept for ten hours without realizing it.

No one knew what time it was. They tried to rest, but found that the more they rested, the more tired they became, which was almost counterproductive.

Some smart people have begun to try timing, such as slowly discharging water in the bathroom sink until the water fills the sink, but they still cannot control their sleep time.

The rest hut at this time was as maddening as the solitary confinement chamber.

When the food was released for the third time, everyone who tried to calculate the time lost their minds because 27 hours were missing in their calculations (there are 27 hours in a day on this planet), which means they thought they had less sleep time. 27 hours.

Only a few people were unaffected.

William is one of them. His method of timing is very special. He uses movement to measure time.

Daily exercise training allowed him to develop a routine. He roughly knew the time it took for him to exercise a set of physical fitness, so he never stopped physical training, eating, training, eating, sleeping, and his sleep was even more regular. Compared with the amount of time he exerted almost every day. Exhausted, the body must rest for a certain amount of time to recover.

The excellent qualities passed down from William's family to this day are fully reflected in him. He is constantly getting stronger, constantly seeking to break through himself, and improving his physical and mental qualities through exercise.

Enke fell into deep doubts. The time he calculated was extremely accurate, almost the same as the actual time, but the food rations released in 6 days still confused him.

So he began to calculate the probability that this was a test, the probability that the food ration was a trap, and even the probability that the goal of this test was to escape from this small cell.

He was looking for something in this small space that could help him get out, or some cleverly hidden mechanism.

Confidence and powerful and accurate calculation ability are Enke's greatest advantages. He will not doubt his calculations. It can be said that he is one of the few players who guessed Yifeng's intentions.

Xiaolan continued to live a fairy life, and occasionally thought about what happened to her old friends in the next nest. It was really a pity, if only they dared to give it a try.

There is a "long-term partner" of Xiaolan in the lower nest, nicknamed "Wild Mouse". His dream is that he will die by eating. If only he had come too.

This selection is also ineffective for another kind of people, that is, "heartless" (not in the physical sense of course) boys. They don't care about these "minutical" changes at all. They sleep when they are tired and go to bed when they are hungry. When eating, follow your body's instincts.

What, there’s too much food? That's great, let's have a late night snack.

I'm afraid the only thing that can defeat them is prolonged boredom.

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Otis was happy and distressed. Because many people died in this large-scale selection and many people opposed him appeared, the people did not dare to point the finger at the Astartes, so the actual ruler of the planet Otis took most of the anger.

I'm happy that now Yifeng is staying in his mansion. From now on, that house will be sealed for me!

In the future, when any distinguished guest comes to visit, let him live in a second-class room. When he asks why he can't live in that room, he can move Captain Yifeng out and pretend to be a good person~~~ , the guests will subconsciously understand Yifeng's nobility, and then stay in the second best room, and Otiste's status will be invisibly higher than the opposite one.

Oh, it makes me happy just thinking about it.

Hurry up and serve Yifeng well. The public grievances outside are not a problem at all now. As long as Chapter Leader Yifeng stays here longer, my prestige will be greater and my position will be more stable.

Yifeng now lives in the Jinwo Silver House. The carved beams and painted buildings are so beautiful, but they are all made of Western art aesthetics, which is a bit uncomfortable. It seems to have a bit of German flavor and a bit of French aesthetics.

Yifeng, who comes from the ancient Eastern country of Human World 3k, suddenly had a heretical idea. What would the emperor's portrait look like when painted with ink?

Just as Yifeng was thinking a lot, the communicator beeped.

"What? The fourth time the food was released, someone pressed the red button and exited? It's only been 19 days."

A noble who went to the nest finally couldn't help but quit "rest". Anyway, he can safely become a noble when he returns home, and he has the political capital to be selected and promoted in the desert. It is also a good excuse to quit and return home to inherit the family business during the "rest".

The best are often this group of people, but the least determined are often also this group of people.

They had a way out, and the boys in the middle nest had a place to return to.

Only the boys who had descended from the nest, and although there were only a few of them, just over a hundred, none of them withdrew.

Of course, I don’t know what other people think. Xiaolan simply can eat every day. After eating these days, his malnourished body has improved greatly, and he is no longer skin and bones.

Afterwards, several more boys who went to the nest quit, preparing to inherit the family business. When the fifth batch of food was released, dozens of people pressed the red button.

Ignorant of the cold and heat, unaware of the years, idle and extremely bored, the boys at the age where they are full of vitality are almost driven crazy.

When the last sixth batch of food was put out, the selection would actually end that night, but suddenly more than a hundred noble boys withdrew from the selection.

Even Yifeng himself was surprised. The firm will of these people in the desert was not reflected at all here. Is the retreat really the biggest stumbling block?

Could it be that the best children on the planet who came to become Astartes couldn't last even 30 days?

Yifeng arrived at the "little black room" area set up for selection at night, and he wanted to see for himself the condition of these children.

In the end, almost all of the more than 1,500 contestants who came out at night had a disordered biological clock. Only a handful of children, including Enke, still maintained a stable physical condition. The others suffered a huge physical and psychological blow.

"Congratulations on passing the second round of selection. I believe that you have the ability to endure day and night life and loneliness in space. Then we will conduct a psychic test to examine your loyalty to the Emperor and Asia. The resistance of space.”

A team of soldiers guided the players to the set up venue.

rest? Didn't you just finish your break?

Many psykers are invited here. They will simulate the fluctuations of the warp, and even simulate the evil gods' bewitchments. Of course, they are not the kind of whispers that curse the emperor. In that case, the psykers themselves will probably be sent to the Inquisition. .

It is to seduce the inner desires of boys, including family disputes, friends and enemies, the desire for food and power, the desire to fight and kill, etc.

The huge space is dotted with chain extension devices used by psykers, which will ensure that the psychic energy fluctuations received by all subjects are the same, ensuring fairness and justice.

There are powerful psychics around to guard it. It is said that it was borrowed from an IG general, who is probably a psychic mentor level figure.

The boys found their seats and sat down, ready to meditate.