American Comics: My Warhammer Simulator

After three drinks.

The lively atmosphere in the base hall became more lively.

However, for everyone present whose body's metabolic rate exceeds that of ordinary people by several times or even dozens of times, all this is just the beginning.

The servo skull Raditus kept circling around the one-armed Old John and Connors.

It drives the anti-gravity engine like an annoying headless fly.

Repeatedly pitched its robotic arm modification plan to two disabled people.

At this moment, Connors, whose face was red, seemed to be drunk.

He eloquently used his profound knowledge to refute Reditus's exaggerated and mechanistic argument.

He even complained about the many harmful effects and side effects of mechanical modification on the human body.

However, this also caused the Servo Skull to retort.

Suddenly, a fierce and bloody battle broke out in the intellectual battlefield between the technical priests and the biologists.

On the other hand, Old John, who was standing aside and watching the show quietly, was somewhat moved.

But he also noticed the growing smell of gunpowder between Connors and Reditus.

The old John decided to find time to go to Servo Skull alone to discuss the transformation plan.

Located in another corner of the base hall.

Standing on the metal platform, the iron man David shook his slightly stooped metal body.

Right in front of it, a huge barbecue grill was constantly burning with hot charcoal fire.

The several-inch-thick Glocks steaks were grilled quickly by Iron Man David, making a constant sizzling sound of grease overflowing.

After the steaks were cooked, they were quickly distributed to the people who had been standing around waiting for a long time.

Everyone who tastes the Glocks Steak will give a heartfelt thumbs up to Iron Man David.

I just don’t know if they admire the meat quality of the steak itself.

I still praise Iron Man David’s barbecue skills that are down to a millimeter.

Not far from Iron David’s BBQ deck.

Bucky, with a solemn expression, was asking the gang dogs surrounding him to stay away for a while.

Then, he used his mechanical arm to pick up a flamethrower filled with promethium.

It began to spray violently and almost mercilessly at a pile of antbull cans placed on the metal floor.

The next moment, an astonishing scene that stunned the surrounding gang dogs appeared in front of everyone.

Right beneath the flamethrower's scorching heat that would melt human tissue.

The stacked cans of Ant Cow started to shake like crazy!

The inside of the tightly closed can seemed to emit bursts of sharp hissing that echoed all around.

It seems that what is inside is not ant beef at all, but some kind of terrifying creature with extremely strong vitality!

At this moment, sitting at the metal round table.

Rorschach, who was chewing Glocks steak repeatedly in his mouth, suddenly turned his head and looked at the crowd that had made a small commotion.

He looked at Bucky who was laughing while holding a flamethrower.

He couldn't help but shake his head and let out a chuckle.

"Haha, young people just don't know enough..."

Soon after, a muscular gangster came to the metal round table holding a glass full of wine.

The other party, who looked very nervous, first expressed his loyalty to Rorschach.

Then he carefully raised the wine glass in his palm towards Rorschach.

With a smile on his face, Rorschach put down the knife and fork in his hand without hesitation.

He picked up his wine glass, clinked it with the other person and drank it in one gulp.

Until the sharp-tasting wine slowly went down.

With his thoughts spinning, Rorschach barely recognized the gangster in front of him.

The other party was the Franky he had met a long time ago.

And Frankie was very excited that Rorschach actually remembered this little person like him.

For a moment I couldn't even speak clearly.

Rorschach himself was not much surprised by this.

He just remembered a familiar gangster.

So, Rorschach, who had a gentle expression, first asked about Franky's family situation.

He smiled and encouraged the other person a few words.

Then, the conversation with Franky ended.

Wait until Franky, who is smiling, turns and leaves.

After regaining his consciousness, Rorschach returned to frantically eating the food in front of him.

There seems to be an increase in Astartes transformation surgeries.

His already terrifying appetite has gradually increased...

About six hours later.

This extremely lively banquet finally came to an end.

By the time the drunken people dispersed.

After returning to his own territory.

Iron Man David, with blue lights flashing in his eyes, began to command the automatic servo robots.

I tidied up the oil stains and fallen garbage on the metal floor.

Even the well-trained gang dogs try to keep the venue as sanitary as possible.

But there are always unexpected situations that are difficult to control.

For example, the black marks left by Bucky using a flamethrower to roast the can of antbull.

Or maybe it was the vomit vomited out by Connors due to his body reaction after drinking too much.

At this moment, Rorschach, who was full of wine and food, passed by Iron Man David with a heavy book under his arm.

He said hello to Iron Man David.

And thanked the other party for his great help in the entire banquet.

Afterwards, a smiling Rorschach returned to the private lounge, intending to continue reading and writing.

----------------------------------

"What did you say? Raditus told you that the power gloves I sent were lost?"

Rorschach, who was lying on the metal bed and reading about the affair between the Rogue Trader and the Ark Eldar, suddenly opened his eyes.

He stood up quickly and closed the heavy book in his palm.

Rorschach stared at the iron man David who was reporting the unexpected situation in front of him, and asked with a puzzled expression:

"David, can you explain to me what it means to lose it?"

"If Reditus accidentally breaks the power fist glove, I won't say anything more. After all, it is also for our research work. You won't find such a poor excuse to deal with errands, right?"

"My Lord, I am also puzzled by this..."

"But according to the situation reported by Raditus, it may have been really lost, and I think the situation at that time should be like this..."

David, the iron man with a stooped metal back, couldn't help but spread his metal palms.

It shook its metal head slightly.

The flashing blue light in his eyes stared at Rorschach and said slowly:

"Just twenty-four hours ago, you just obtained a power glove through 'miraculous' means, so you chose to have an automatic servo robot deliver it to Raditus in the foundry."

"According to the testimony provided by Reditus, because it was working on another extremely difficult scientific research project at the time, it just followed its past habits and ordered the automatic servo robot to wait aside."

"According to usual practice, this situation will continue until the project in Reditus' hands is completely successful or encounters difficulties that make it difficult to proceed, and then it will gradually remember another thing that it has forgotten."

"But as luck would have it, the grand news that you held a round table barbecue meeting made the impetuous Reditus temporarily give up the scientific research project at hand. It also accidentally saw the power glove, but it was eager to attend the banquet. Raditus just ordered the automatic servo robot to place the power fist gloves on the casting platform, and then it left the casting workshop alone. "

"After the banquet ended, Reditus, who originally planned to study the power gloves immediately, was blocked by Old John, who asked him about the installation of the mechanical arm."

"And Raditus, who had just had a big debate between biological modification and mechanical modification with the drunk Connors, immediately became emotional and began to popularize the many benefits of mechanical modification to Old John."

"According to Reditus's own recollection, this wonderful sermon lasted about forty minutes... After Old John said goodbye to it, Reditus returned to the foundry and immediately went to look for the power gloves, intending to dismantle them. Let’s study the opponent’s structure…”

"However, it could not find the power glove placed on the casting platform anyway, and after almost rummaging through the entire casting workshop, Raditus finally overcame its fear of losing the equipment and chose Inform me of this matter, and I will report it to you immediately..."

"My lord, this is probably the entire process of how your power gloves were lost. Although it is mixed with some of my reasoning and guesses, the probability of restoring the truth is close to 98%."

At this moment, Iron Man David, who subconsciously crossed his metal palms, slowly asked Rorschach, who was frowning:

"My lord, do you have any other thoughts now? Do you need me to summon Raditus to come in and explain it to you personally?"

"Tsk... David, I think there is no use in looking for Reditus, because this matter may have nothing to do with it. There is one thing you need to know, and that is that this power glove contains an ancient "Machine Soul', I guess the other party is playing tricks on us!"

Rorschach took a deep breath and stood up from the metal bed.

He squinted his eyes and said calmly to David, the Iron Man who was standing aside:

"Notify all personnel in the base, and also summon all automatic servo robots, so that everyone can mobilize for me, and at the same time seal every entrance and exit of the entire base!"

"I don't believe in this evil anymore. What big thing can a power glove with its own 'machine soul' do? Can it still escape from this base?"

Rorschach twisted his neck left and right and couldn't help but bared his sharp fangs from his mouth.

He subconsciously raised his thick arm and waved it hard at the iron man David standing in front of him:

"Search for me! Even if you dig out the entire base, you have to find it for me!"

"As you command, my lord."

At this moment, Iron Man David, whose eyes were slightly flashing with blue light, shook his metal head.

He bowed to Rorschach who looked unhappy.