American Comics: My Warhammer Simulator

Wearing protective goggles, Connors carefully picked up a crystal powder the size of a needle tip with metal tweezers. Google search reading

Under the illumination of bright lights.

The fine powder seems to be constantly reflecting the colorful light.

He squinted his eyes and looked at it again and again for a long time.

Then he faced Rorschach who was standing aside.

And Jessica, who opened her eyes wide, said firmly:

"Although I am not an expert in materials science, I dare to use my knowledge reserve to guarantee that this is definitely not a substance that can be created with today's technological methods, especially since it has the ability to create illusions."

"Rorschach, you said this was a trophy obtained from a monster with a bull's head and body? I will take the time to look up similar myths and ancient legends to see if I can find any clues in them."

"Then I'll trouble you, teacher."

Rorschach, who was crossing his arms, blinked.

He lowered his head and thought for a moment, then said softly:

"At least this incident didn't cause any bigger trouble. Although I don't know what happened to this thing, it also gave me a warning."

"We need to gradually formulate rules and regulations. In the future, you must not take trophies you don't know about on the battlefield without authorization. Even if you take them, you need to go through careful and strict testing measures."

"Understood, boss!"

The words just fell.

Smiling Connors was about to speak.

Jessica, who was eager to try, raised her arms first.

"If you're energetic, give me extra training!"

The expressionless Rorschach glared at Jessica.

Then, he turned to Connors and asked:

"By the way, teacher, do you know more scientists? I find that the similar knowledge reserves and scientific research background in our team are too weak. As long as the other party is not a hopeless crazy person, whether it is money or equipment, I can provide sponsorship.”

And heard Rorschach's inquiry.

A trace of embarrassment seemed to flash across Connors' face.

He gently lowered the metal tweezers.

He raised one arm and gathered the increasingly sparse greasy blond hair above his head.

"Rorschach, although the teacher doesn't want to disappoint you, I am always just a biology teacher in high school... My classmates at that time have either changed careers, or their character and skills are not as good as mine."

The expressionless Rorschach nodded slightly.

Then, he announced to everyone that the meeting was over.

Connors continued to direct Iron Man David to build the laboratory.

Jessica was rushed to physical training.

Rorschach blinked his cyan wolf eyes and sat next to the metal round table.

After hesitating for a moment.

He reached out and picked up a handful of crystal powder.

Rorschach directly opened the simulator page and pointed at the crystal powder in his hand.

He plans to test whether the simulator can detect the origin of these substances.

[Unknown strange object: ashes of ancient remains]

Note: A precious magic weapon polished and cast from the ancient remains of unknown creatures. It has been sacrificed and baptized by countless human flesh and blood for thousands of years.

Its hard body was annihilated into powder by an unbearable force, but its harmless passive abilities still remained.

Note: A certain amount of powder can allow the holder to create an illusion that is just like the real thing, but has no other use.

Note: Please look for other harmful substances, ashes are worthless to the simulator.

"Huh?"

Luo Xia subconsciously opened his green wolf eyes.

He originally just wanted to give it a try.

There is no idea of ​​success.

But the simulator actually detected some information!

Maybe in the future, the simulator can also be used as a verification instrument?

Rorschach blinked.

He closed the emulator page.

He reached out and grabbed more crystal powder.

Along with the thoughts spinning in my mind.

In an instant, the gray hair on Rorschach's head and the sharp fingertips and thick-jointed hands gradually returned to their normal state!

Even the pair of cyan wolf eyes completely changed into their original color.

And a smiling Rorschach stared at the blurred reflection on the metal tabletop.

He groped again for the thick palm that had not really changed, but only deceived his vision.

He was silent for a moment and suddenly murmured to himself:

"Aha... I have occasionally worried that after undergoing more Astartes transformations, I might be completely insulated from human society, but now I have no worries."

Then, Rorschach, who narrowed his eyes, threw down the crystal powder.

The body shape once again returned to that of a gray-haired wolf with pupil eyes.

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The Terminator power armor placed in the base hall is being torn into pieces by Iron Man David.

A layer of thick ceramic armor was dismantled one by one.

The complex electronic muscle bundles and metal pipelines with unknown functions inside were exposed.

And when it comes to this step.

The movements on Iron Man David's metal palm slowed down a lot.

It often takes a long time to think before disassembling an electronic muscle bundle.

Such a cautious attitude.

Iron Man David seems to be dismantling a time bomb rather than a piece of powered armor.

At this time, Rorschach was sitting next to the metal round table.

He occasionally checked on the iron man who had been working all day.

Then, he drank a few sips of iced Tagus milk leisurely and continued to flip through the thick book in his hand.

Rorschach was certainly not acting as a supervisor.

He was trying to learn the language of ** country.

Rorschach accidentally found a lot of books and texts such as "Imperial Defense Manual" from the salvaged debris.

He also wanted to understand the way to build an imperial guard in a more systematic way.

So, Rorschach had to regain his learning mentality.

While comparing the text translated by Iron Man David.

While trying to learn a new language.

Snap!

At this moment, accompanied by a slight sound and flashing electric light.

An electronic muscle bundle that Iron Man David had not yet completed disassembly was slightly deformed and seemed to have suffered considerable damage.

Rorschach subconsciously raised his head.

He stared at the tall back of Iron Man David and whispered:

"David, I think you need to take a break..."

"My Lord... This is just a trivial miscalculation."

Having said that,

Iron Man David still put down the electronic muscle bundle in his metal palm.

He turned around and walked to the side of the metal round table, and said to Rorschach:

"My Lord, it's really strange. The disassembly method and time are exactly the same as before, but there are still unexpected mistakes... I thought there was no machine soul in this Terminator, but now it seems that this is not the case."

"I do have an old way... Try burning incense and worshiping according to the Eastern ritual?"

Rorschach frowned and put down the thick book.

He rubbed his nose with two sharp fingertips.

"As for whether it works, only God knows..."

Hearing Rorschach's words, Iron Man David shook his metal head.

The blue light in his eye sockets flickered slightly.

The mechanical voice seemed full of helplessness:

"My Lord, I think we need the guidance of professionals... even if the other party is just a low-level servant in the Mechanicus."