American Comics: My Warhammer Simulator

In the training ground of the underground base.

Rorschach, wearing only a pair of tight shorts, ran back and forth, jumping up and down around a large number of deliberately set obstacles.

Drops of turbid sweat splashed from his tall body from time to time, splashing casually on the metal floor.

At this moment, he was dodging the simulated attacks launched by the automatic servo robots waving mechanical tentacles.

Swish——

The next moment, a mechanical tentacle of the automatic servo robot quickly touched the tall body that was slightly deformed due to excessive consumption of physical energy.

A huge scratch with congestion and swelling suddenly appeared behind Rorschach's spine.

The injured Rorschach took quick steps and successfully escaped from the opponent's attack range.

He twisted his neck suddenly.

Between the heads that had been trimmed into short hair, a terrifying and fierce look stared straight at the automatic servo robot not far away!

At this moment, the deepest part of the pair of blue wolf pupils actually quickly emerged with black circles that continued to spread like tree rings!

Then, Rorschach's footsteps slid again.

He disappeared into thin air like a dissipated ghost!

Bang——

The next moment, accompanied by a huge roar of metal collision.

A tall figure gradually emerged from the large shadow beside the automatic servo robot, and with just one punch, he completely knocked down the sparring partner who was still searching for the target!

Buzz buzz buzz——

However, just as more automatic servo robots turned around and planned to continue attacking.

Rorschach, whose breathing rhythm became disordered, quickly opened his eyes with black circles disappearing rapidly.

He waved his palms at all the automatic servo robots and made a gesture to suspend training.

Kakaka——

More than a dozen automatic servo robots quickly retracted their dancing mechanical tentacles.

They immediately stepped forward and lifted up the automatic servo robot that suffered partial damage.

They ran to the outside of the training ground.

"Hu——"

He took a few deep breaths repeatedly.

Rorschach, who tried to adjust his breathing rhythm, touched the sweat on his forehead.

He couldn't help but sigh: "It seems that the ganglion modification surgery brings not only changes to the sleep mechanism, but also the special talents of the Primarch Corax..." Today, Rorschach finally understood the many changes that Corax's ganglion brought to him through unremitting training and exploration. First of all, he can control his sleep time at will, which is also the basic function of this modification surgery. And the temporary failure of the body's sleep mechanism in the past period of time is just a small price that the body must pay for gradually adapting to the modification surgery. More importantly, let his brain learn how to use this stealth ability called "Shadow Step". Just like the animal instinct brought by the "Heart of Leman Russ" belonging to the Wolf King. In other words, Rorschach inherited some of the Primarch's special talents through Corax's ganglion. Let him use any shadow beside him to complete a short-distance movement that is almost flashing. However, with Rorschach's current physical fitness and the modification surgery that has not yet been completed. It is a long and arduous task to be able to perform as freely as a real Primarch. "If I use it only once, I will use up all my energy. I won't even want to move a finger. If I'm not afraid of getting seriously injured, I might be able to use it a second time... The current Shadow Step can be used as a means of saving my life."

Rorschach, who gradually recovered some of his energy, lowered his head and thought.

He subconsciously took heavy steps.

He walked out of the training ground.

"My Lord, have you completed your training plan?"

At this moment, the Iron Man David, with a slightly hunched metal back, shook his tall metal body and slowly walked out of the underground passage.

It shook its metal head, and with blue light flashing in its eyes, it stared at Rorschach, who was still in deep thought, and asked respectfully.

And the voice of the Iron Man David was heard in his ears.

Rorschach, who had completely come to his senses, smiled slightly.

He said in a relaxed tone:

"It's over. My problem has been solved. David, do you need to report anything to me?"

"Yes, my Lord."

The Iron Man David shook his metal head up and down and turned sideways.

It raised a metal arm.

It signaled Rorschach in front of it to talk while walking.

"You first..."

"First, there is a call from Ms. Jessica... After settling the small problem of her good friend, Ms. Jessica has already brought her friends to New York, and also traveled along the way, but they seem to have encountered some bad things that need a 'hero' to solve. Not only have they deviated from the established direction, but now they have even entered Mexico and are playing an interactive game like whack-a-mole with the local gangs. Because it has been delayed for too long, Ms. Jessica, who dares not to report the current situation to you in person, needs me to relay it, and ask for your understanding..."

Iron Man David's words just fell.

Rorschach, who blinked his eyes, suddenly raised his palm and patted his forehead.

As he walked forward, he said helplessly:

"There have been so many things going on lately that I almost forgot that there is an apprentice of a combat nun roaming outside... Forget it, let her finish her own business before coming back. Anyway, she needs more practical training, and seeing more blood is also a good thing..."

"I see, my Lord... I will reply to her right away."

Iron Man David shook his metal head without stopping his steps.

Blue light flashed in his eye sockets.

Rorschach's order was sent to Jessica, who was thousands of miles away.

Dozens of seconds later, Rorschach and Iron Man David came to the brightly lit hall of the base.

When Rorschach sat next to the metal round table, he took a bucket of fresh water and drank a few sips.

Iron Man David, who was standing aside, continued:

"Mr. Bucky and Mr. Old John have a good relationship. They have traveled together several times recently. The two of them are also obsessed with chess, but the chess skills of both sides seem to be not very good. Occasionally, there will be fierce quarrels, but it is still within the controllable range."

"David, don't talk about personal matters."

Rorschach slowly shook his head and raised his chin.

He stared at the Iron Man David and said with a smile:

"How is our technical priest Raditus doing recently? Have you found any clues about the things brought back from the Asgard? To be honest, I haven't heard its noisy voice recently, and I actually miss it a little..."

Hearing Rorschach's question.

Iron Man David shook his metal head slightly.

There seemed to be some confusion in its mechanical voice.

"I think Raditus has entered an extremely fanatical state of research. The high-temperature furnace and production line in the underground foundry workshop have never stopped running. It seems to be studying some powerful "Frost Prison Weapon" through the Ice Treasure Box, but the current progress is very slow. According to my observation, more than a dozen automatic servo robots have been tortured by it and recast."

"Then let Raditus stay down there to do research. I suddenly don't miss it so much."

Rorschach raised his eyebrows with a grin.

He said slowly to the Iron Man David.