[Welcome to the world of reincarnation copy, unknown universe-A level]
[You have obtained a new identity, automatically loaded with skills: English proficiency]
"Ho--"
With a start, Fu Qinghai turned over from the bed and sat up.
Touched his body
"I'm alive……"
Without calling up the attribute panel in his mind, Fu Qinghai had already touched the metal object embedded at the junction of his shoulders and chest muscles.
Fu Qinghai opened the quilt, got off the bed, stepped on the wooden floor with his bare feet, and came to the floor-length mirror beside the bed.
Wearing only a pair of underwear, I have long and straight legs, and strong muscles all over my body. There are eight places inlaid on the upper part of my chest, at the back of my shoulders, a little above my knees, and some other places on the surface of my body. Iron gray metal-like round buckle.
That is the interface generated by the black carapace under the skin, which is used to directly connect the space warriors to the power armor.
I am still an Astartes.
Seeing these interfaces, Fu Qinghai felt relieved.
It is not necessary to have a black carapace to wear power armor. Battle Sisters also wear small power armors, but they do not have a neural interface like the Astartes, and they do not have the arm-like command over the armor that the Astartes have.
These eight iron-gray interfaces are embedded in the skin. They are not ugly. Instead, they add a touch of cyberpunk charm to Fu Qinghai's tall and strong body.
But Fu Qinghai looked at the bed, the floor-length mirror, and the other furniture and facilities in the room.
Feel like...your body has shrunk?
Mentally bring up the properties panel.
[Name: Fu Qinghai (real name)
Reincarnation number: 60731920
Race: Space Marine (Biomorphic Man)
Height: 187cm
Weight: 225kg
Power: Tony Stark electronic backup (17% completion) bound to the brain
Reincarnation Equipment: Valyrian Steel Weapons, Longhand Sword, Heartbreaker, Necklace.
Assimilation points: 5726 points
World Anchor: 0
Reincarnation life: X2]
Fu Qinghai immediately discovered that his height and weight had shrunk proportionally...
Fu Qinghai recalled what he had talked about with Chen Xue.
When the world views of the two reincarnation worlds are incompatible, foreign powers, magic, etc. will be suppressed. The degree of suppression depends on the degree of compatibility. For example, the Warhammer 40K universe is a more inclusive world view and is also spiritual. The setting of energy and magic means that Chen Xue can cast magic from Marvel in the Warhammer 40K universe, but the power of magic has been weakened to a certain extent.
Even the size of his body has been reduced.
From nearly 2.5 meters to 1.87 meters now.
Then how is the degree of suppression calculated?
Fu Qinghai began to think deeply.
Is it based on the ratio of SSS-level universe to A-level universe?
Probably not. Chen Xue has not mentioned the existence of such an algorithm. It should still be based on the compatibility of the worldview.
For example, the worldviews of the Marvel Cinematic Universe and various Marvel parallel universes, including the Marvel Ultimate Universe, are almost 100% compatible.
Therefore, PvP battles in the reincarnation world, that is, the battles between reincarnations, have the concept of home and away.
For Fu Qinghai, a technical sergeant of the Astartes and a low-level White Scar officer, the Warhammer 40K universe is his home field.
When it comes to the home and away games in the world of reincarnation, and when it comes to Chen Xue, Fu Qinghai's blockbuster memories come to mind.
The woman who always had a clear image of being an unsmiling and aloof lady, but always smiled at herself.
Recalling the moment when he was sucked into the dimension door, he looked up and saw the anxiety, fear and anger on Chen Xue's face that could not be concealed.
Fu Qinghai took a deep breath and shook his head.
A new reincarnation has begun. He doesn't want to judge what is right or wrong.
Originally, the iron-gray neural interface on the Astartes was as big as an ordinary human fist, but now it has been scaled down and looks like a few iron buttons embedded in the skin.
According to the height and weight of ordinary humans, a height of 187 centimeters corresponds to a weight of 225 kilograms. He should be a super fat man.
However, the body structure of Astartes is different from that of mortals. The bones are reinforced bones containing ceramic compounds, and the mass and density of the muscles are also very high, so they are very heavy.
But he still looks like a tall, muscular man with broad shoulders and narrow waist.
Fu Qinghai stretched out his hand, pressed it on a wooden pillar in the room, and squeezed hard.
When he released his hand, a clear palm print depression appeared on the wooden pillar.
It's okay, my own strength is not suppressed much.
Fu Qinghai sat back on the bed and remembered the reminder sound of the reincarnation world just now.
This time it has become the [Reincarnation Copy World]. What is the difference from the [Reincarnation Main World] experienced before?
The universe is still an [unknown universe], what world view is this without telling you in advance? Is it the fog of war?
Fu Qinghai first looked at the furnishing style in the room.
The light in the small room is dim, with wooden furniture, wooden floors, cloth curtains, and white beds that should be in the style of a hotel. The sloping ceiling should be in the attic.
Fu Qinghai walked to the window and opened the curtains.
Outside the window, there is an old stone road. I am on the second floor. Looking at the architectural style of the shops along the street, it has a bit of an old European feel.
The sky was gloomy, and there were only a few pedestrians on the street. They were dressed in a retro-modern style.
Although it was his first time to experience the [Unknown Universe], Fu Qinghai quickly thought of the first action plan——
To get information, first figure out what type of world view this is, the magic side? Sci-fi side? Or is it a reality that is not found in magical science fiction?
It's better to just figure out what kind of universe this is.
Chen Xue said that in the world of reincarnation, science fiction abilities, including powers, genetic modification, mutation and other abilities, are generally the least suppressed by the world view, while magic abilities, including those of cultivation, immortality, fantasy, etc., are generally the least suppressed by the world view. The world view is more suppressed.
Fu Qinghai himself found an explanation for this result:
Perhaps it is because the real future is science fiction, and the two are related in the time dimension. If modern people's lives were placed in ancient times, it would be science fiction to ancient people, so the science fiction side of the universe can be related to the real side of the universe to a certain extent. compatible.
The real future is not magic. Magic relies on imagination and has nothing to do with the level of technological development. Modern society can imagine magic, and ancient society can also imagine magic. The setting foundations of magic and cultivation in each system are different, so magic abilities The suppression was relatively great.
The above is Fu Qinghai's own understanding of the world of reincarnation, which is tentatively called "Fu Qinghai's Theory of the World of Reincarnation".
Without further entanglement, Fu Qinghai got up from the bed and prepared to go for a walk to collect information.
Fei Yi's necklace had been hanging around her neck. Fu Qinghai picked up the black long-handled sword that was quietly placed on the bedside table, put on a shirt and trousers, covering the neural interface on his body, and touched a few more in his trouser pockets. Put a note on, put on your shoes, and open the door.
Going downstairs, it turned out to be a small hotel, but the owner was not there.
Fu Qinghai came to the street and strolled around casually. Judging from the scale of development, it should be that of a small town, but he couldn't understand the words on the signs along the street.
Aren’t you already proficient in English? Why can’t I understand it?
Pedestrians who occasionally passed by on the road were a little surprised by Fu Qinghai's appearance, and some of them were rude and kept staring at Fu Qinghai's face.
Maybe it's a small town in the European countryside, and I haven't seen many yellow people there. Fu Qinghai secretly speculated in his heart.
But it seemed a little too strange to think about walking down the road with a black long-handled sword.
Fu Qinghai recalled that the original owner of this sword, Alicia the Heartbreaker, had wrapped the sword directly with black cloth, but Fu Qinghai felt that this was not good. This was an open-edged sword, and the blade could cut it at any time. The cloth has to be cut and wound many times.
How about finding a leather shop to make a scabbard for the corrugated steel sword?
Europeans have been using leather products more and longer than Chinese. Even in rural towns, leather goods stores should not be difficult to find.
Fu Qinghai stood under the signboard of a store, touching his chin and looking up at the words on it.
Hmm...it looks a bit like Russian letters.
On a global scale, English is a universal language, but on a European scale, English is a niche language.
There are more German-speaking countries than English-speaking countries, not to mention the Latin languages including French, Spanish, and Italian.
But looking at the saddle + leather bag symbols on the iron plate, it should be a leather goods store...
Fu Qinghai pushed open the glass door and walked in. As soon as he entered the store, he smelled a strange and pungent chemical smell. There were leather clothes and bags behind the counter. It looked like it was a leather goods store.
"Is the boss here?" Fu Qinghai knocked on the counter table and shouted in English:
"I'm going to make a leather scabbard."
A bald and bearded man came out of the back room with gloves on his hands.
"I'm going to make a scabbard, boss."
Fu Qinghai put the black corrugated steel sword in his hand on the counter and repeated it again.
The fat-bellied bearded man glanced sideways at Fu Qinghai, muttered a few words in a language Fu Qinghai didn't understand, and said in English:
"Don't do it."
"Why?" Fu Qinghai asked strangely, thinking that it's not like I won't pay.
The bearded boss raised his chin impatiently and said in heavily accented English: "Because I don't do it for yellow-skinned monkeys, it's that simple."
Fu Qinghai: "?"
He paused to confirm that he heard correctly.
The next second, Fu Jinghai grabbed the bearded boss's dirty collar, pulled half of his body out of the counter with one hand, and slammed his face against the counter with a "Bang!" on the desktop.
"ah--"
The bearded boss screamed like a slaughtering pig, covering his nose with both hands, nosebleeds and tears streaming down his face.
Fu Qinghai hadn't finished yet. He dragged the fat man out from behind the counter and kicked the glass door behind him. The door was closed. Fu Qinghai lifted the struggling bearded boss up and stood on the left. Slap him in the face.
"Do you want to do it or not?"
A right slap hit his face.
"Do you want to do it or not?"
The bearded man, whose cheeks were as swollen as a pig's head, screamed:
"I want to call the police, I want..."
"Pah!" Another slap.
"I ask you again, do you want to do it?"
"Do it, do it..."
The bearded boss cried and nodded.
…
In the back room, the bearded boss squatted in front of the leather goods processing equipment, operating it miserably.
His swollen cheeks squeezed his eyes until there were only two slits left, and there was a bag of tears in the slits.
Close the three layers of cowhide in your hand, and then start punching holes and threading.
While doing this, he raised his arm to wipe away the mixture of snot and tears flowing from his nose.
It was secreted instantly by the stimulated tear glands and nasal mucosa from the heavy blow to the bridge of the nose just now.
Fu Qinghai stood next to him with his hands folded, watching him do it.
The scabbard was very simple, and the boss finished it quickly and held it up to show Fu Qinghai.
Fu Qinghai said: "No, I still need to press two patterns. On this side, a lightning strikes the horizontal bar, and on the other side, a gear wraps the skull."
The former is the symbol of the White Scars Legion, and the latter is the symbol of the Mechanicus of Mars.
The boss said with a grimace: "I don't have the kind of mold you mentioned."
Fu Qinghai thought the same thing.
It would be nice if I still have my Qingshan 1.0 servo robot arm. I can process whatever mold I want to process.
Okay... Fu Qinghai inserted the corrugated steel sword into the scabbard and buckled the belt buckle that fixed the sword grid.
He didn't give me any money and just walked out of the inner room.
Finally, he turned back and pointed at the boss with his scabbard and said:
"You can call the police, I'm staying at the hotel around the corner."
The bearded boss was so frightened that he quickly backed away and kept saying: "No, no, no..."
Fu Qinghai walked out of the store.
…
Although there is no building similar to a police station in this small town, it would be better if the bearded boss can call the police, just in time to give himself some equipment such as pistols.
It's just so lawless.
Fu Qinghai thought to himself that I am already a Space Marine, so I don't care about worldly shit like you.
Beat him if he wants, beat him if he wants.
When it comes to gathering intelligence, the protagonists in the Western Fantasy Online novel all go straight to the same place——
Tavern.
Fu Qinghai looked for a beer mug sign and also found a tavern in the town.
Corresponding to the nine-to-five work schedule of modern urban society, people may be accustomed to a schedule where bars are closed during the day and open at night. However, in many slow-paced rural towns in Europe and the United States, pubs are open all day long, where you can eat and drink coffee.
Pushing the door open and walking in, it was dark, clean and deserted with few people around. Fu Qinghai sat down at the bar and said:
"Have a beer."
Behind the bar was a middle-aged man who was cleaning glasses. He glanced at Fu Qinghai and said, "Dang!" A glass of beer was placed in front of Fu Qinghai.
Fu Qinghai didn't mind this little attitude. Fu Qinghai grabbed the big glass, raised his head and drank it all in one gulp.
"Ha... cool!"
The wine is turbid, has dense foam, and has the aroma of wheat. In the Warhammer 40K universe, how long has it been since Fu Qinghai drank such craft beer?
Warhammer 40K is not a place suitable for discussing food and wine. Even the richest nobles at the top of the hive cannot completely restore the food on earth.
Ant beef, ceramic amino oatmeal, and radioactive snake wine, what the hell.
Fu Qinghai wiped the foam from the corner of his mouth, slapped two banknotes on the bar, and said in English:
"Another drink, a stout, and a copy of the nearest newspaper."
"Boom!" Another glass of beer with brown and black liquid and white foam was poured out.
"Bang!" A newspaper was thrown on the table.
Fu Qinghai took a sip of beer. Milk stout was not suitable for cows to drink. He unfolded the newspaper. It was actually an English newspaper. Although the paper looked a bit old and did not look like a recent one, at least Fu Qinghai in English could understand it. The boss had good intentions. .
In the center of the newspaper, a headline came into view:
"The last Nazi who refused to surrender was shot dead in Latvia."
Huh, Fu Qinghai was stunned. Was this the end of World War II?
Then look down:
“The European Coal and Steel Community Consultative Meeting is taking place.”
The predecessors of the European Union were established.
Flipping down, Fu Qinghai saw a familiar noun in a small tofu cube:
"On the Korean battlefield in the Far East, the U.S. military launched the Jinhua Offensive. The U.S. military led by Clark failed to break through the Chinese Volunteer Army's defense line. The two sides repeatedly fought over a barren mountain called 'Pork Chop Mountain.' The United Nations Army was about to survive on the peninsula in the Far East. This coldest winter.”
Pork chop mountain! Battle of Shangganling!
Fu Qinghai was somewhat excited when he saw that there was information about his motherland in another time and space.
Pork Chop Mountain is the Western name for Shangganling.
Finally, I turned to the end of the newspaper page:
"Date of issue: November 4, 1952."
In 1952, this year could not provide any information about Fu Qinghai.
This information is not enough... Fu Qinghai thought silently.
And why hasn’t the main mission of the world of reincarnation been announced yet?
Fu Qinghai knocked on the bar table with his wine glass, looked at the tavern owner and asked:
"Where is this, I mean, uh, country, and what's the name of a specific city?"
The tavern owner who was wiping the wine cabinet turned around and gave Fu Qinghai a strange look, and replied in a low voice:
"Romania, Transylvania."
Romania?
Fu Qinghai was a little confused when he heard this.
Regarding this Eastern European country, Fu Qinghai had no other impression of this country except that it once belonged to the socialist camp, was the birthplace of the legend of the Impaler and the Vampire, and was the hometown of Dracula.
Oh, by the way, Guo Meimei's song "Not Afraid" is a cover of a Romanian song.
But what does this information mean when combined?
No ideas, no clues.
Fu Qinghai took another sip of beer, and as he thought about it, his thoughts drifted back to the previous world involuntarily.
The last moment of his coma, the last moment of the end of the reincarnation world.
Asking for reincarnation throws off the anchor of the world.
Regarding the role of this world anchor, Chen Xue told him on the cruiser Sossalan when Fu Qinghai and Chen Xue were chatting on a private communication channel in their respective cabins during the "night" break one day.
Fu Qinghai: "What does this 'Anchor of the World' in my attribute panel do?"
Chen Xue: "Anchoring a world of reincarnation. In fact, reincarnators do not shuttle between different reincarnation worlds all the time. When you choose to anchor a world, the plot line of the previous reincarnation world has ended. And before the new reincarnation has started, you are living in the world you are anchored in."
Fu Qinghai: "Oh~ Which world are you anchored in?"
Chen Xue: "Marvel 616 Universe, also known as the main Marvel Universe, has the most characters, the most complete settings, and the highest ceiling. This is the reason why I chose the 616 Universe. The only disadvantage is that it often happens due to certain reasons. Big events destroy and restart.”
After Chen Xue finished speaking, Fu Qinghai also thought about the world he would anchor in the future.
At that time, Fu Qinghai dared to swear to God that a series of universe options flashed through his mind at that time, including the Garden Baby universe and the Peppa Pig universe. However, he never thought about abandoning it in the Warhammer 40K universe. The anchor of the lower world.
What a fucked up world the Warhammer 40,000 universe is.
Only a fool would settle in the Warhammer 40K universe, right?
After the Human Empire defeated the Orks and Chaos, after defeating Chaos and fighting the Tyranids, as well as the Necrons who were about to awaken, and the Dark Eldar who came out to cause trouble in the Webway from time to time, in comparison, the Tau Empire in the Fringe Sector was nothing more than Ringworm and scabies.
There are also various religious wars and political struggles internally, and there is also constant discord with the Mechanicus.
There are enemies everywhere inside and out, and the living conditions are extremely harsh. In reality, there is radiation and pollution, and there is subspace corrosion in the soul.
But in the end, Fu Qinghai chose to anchor in the Warhammer 40K universe.
In just one reincarnation plot line, he had too many things that he couldn't let go of.
To be more utilitarian, his powered armor, his bolter, powered sword, deflagration assault gun and other standard equipment, his relic technology inertia hammer, phase iron, and the weapons he captured from the Samsaras A collection of trophies…
They're all still stored in the Sossaran's personal weapons room!
Fu Qinghai felt drained when he thought of those equipment items.
"And my monkey..."
Fu Qinghai even thought of Shi Lan, the space ape who was deceived by him.
As the saying goes, there are three gangs of heroes, as powerful as Iron Man Tony Stark, the "cursed by knowledge" certified by Thanos. It was also with the help of Bruce Banner in the form of Dr. Green that the first generation of Ant-Man was transformed. Hank Pym's quantum device is transformed into a time shuttle.
This monkey, Shi Lan, was planned by Fu Qinghai to be an important member of his future scientific research team, so he was offered such generous conditions.
Then, Fu Qinghai himself learned from Master Quinto’s knowledge system, which also came from the Warhammer 40K universe.
Although Fu Qinghai can learn everything quickly with the backup of Tony Stark's electronic soul, after all, it is best to use the existing knowledge.
And considering the intensity and intensity of the war in the Warhammer 40K universe, any weapons and equipment that can be assimilated here and brought to other universes will be very powerful without considering the suppression of the world view.
The Harry Potter universe is about daily magic, the Twilight universe is about romance, the Marvel and DC universe is about heroic biographies... Only in the Warhammer 40K universe, it's all about fucking wars, wars, and wars.
It's a war every day.
Of course, this is just a utilitarian perspective.
Most importantly, from an emotional standpoint.
Fu Qinghai's old boss Wo Guotai, and a group of fighting brothers such as Talal, Albus Lang, Gurt, etc., and Fei...
Feiyi, Fu Qinghai’s sweetheart, Bai Yueguang.
"My Fei..."
Fu Qinghai turned the empty beer glass in his hand and looked blankly.
That's right, he already regards Fei as his own, just like the space ape Slan.
Maybe many reincarnators, no matter how strong or weak they are, view the locals in the reincarnation world the same way they view game NPCs.
But Fu Qinghai was different. He felt that he and the old guys from Baiscar did have real feelings.
And Fei Yi, what’s wrong with falling in love with an indigenous NPC? I just want to fall in love with the indigenous NPC!
How did everything Fu Qinghai planned in the Warhammer 40K universe turn into what it is today? Who is to blame?
I blame Chen Xue for being eager to save her sister, but blame Chen Xinlu for being stubborn?
"Tzeentch..."
Fu Qinghai gritted his teeth, muttered to himself, and clenched the beer glass in his hand.
"Crack..." A crack appeared on the thick large glass.
Chen Xinlu was originally a reincarnation of the enemy camp, and all her early operations were understandable, except after boarding the Sossalan cruiser.
Originally, Fu Qinghai thought that by finding the phase iron, a relic technology that could isolate enslavers, he had found the last link in Tzeentch's conspiracy.
But the origin of the gravity siphon device was ignored.
Slann, the space ape kept in captivity by hive cultists, is the final link in the Ring of Tzeentch's conspiracy.
As a result, the world of reincarnation has been reluctant to remind the stage that milestone events have been achieved.
It turned out that the little girl who had been hiding next to Chen Xinlu used Chen Xinlu’s innermost kindness and sympathy to seduce her pink fear demon...
It’s the last ring within a ring within a ring!
It's not over.
Fu Qinghai sighed.
Compared with demons such as Khorne's Bloodletters and Nurgle's Great Unclean One, the Pink Terror is really weak.
Apart from an ability to imitate changes that is almost impossible to see through, the pink fear monster's actual combat power and its two low-level magic hands are extremely weak.
However, it is such a pink fear monster that makes everyone fool around!
This is Tzeentch...
He does not need to rely on powerful demon apostles to achieve his goals.
He is the master of destiny. Playing with destiny is His godhead. Chance, coincidence, and mistakes are His ability.
Fu Qinghai carefully thought about how all this evolved into the final outcome.
The reason why he agreed to let the little girl board the boat was not so much because of Chen Xue's plea.
It would be better to say that he had originally planned to let the little girl come on board.
The blind female mutant said that another person who could not be telepathed by her was Professor X. Although she did not believe that this little girl could compete with Professor
Fu Qinghai had originally made up his mind to use the Sossalan and its more abundant military power to test this little girl with unknown origins, instead of letting himself and Chen Xue go out and test her.
But what happened next was full of too many coincidences.
If Fu Qinghai hadn't "happened" to meet Chen Xue disguised as a little girl when he went down to the lower deck.
If it hadn't happened that Hall Kemp came to visit when Fu Qinghai was chasing the little girl, Chen Xue's personal cabin door would have been open.
If Chen Xin hadn't exposed the hatch to check, the Ultramarines and the mortal auxiliaries "happened" to surround the lower deck.
There are not so many "if not", and there are not so many "coincidences", all of this is handled by Tzeentch!
Could it be that the blind female mutant's inability to sense the spiritual existence of the Pink Horror was also intentional by Tzeentch?
Could it be that it was Tzeentch's intention to randomly exile him to an earth-like planet with a lake?
Fu Qinghai seemed to hear Tzeentch giggling in his ear: "Just like the plan... you will always be in my plan... Hahahaha, oh haha!"
Once you fall into this kind of thinking, it will often form an infinite loop——
At this moment, I am sitting here, drinking beer, thinking about this question in my mind, is it also what Tzeentch expected?
Was every step I took, every move I made, expected by Tzeentch?
Impossible, absolutely impossible! (Cao Cao shook his head)
Quantum physics has said that the universe is random, and there is no omniscient and omnipotent Laplace's demon in the world.
At the same time, from another perspective, Tzeentch also has a very vicious look at people, and he is worthy of being a guy with eyes all over his body.
He may have understood at the first glance that Chen Xinlu was not really curious and thirsty for knowledge and power. She was just eager for revenge. This female magician seemed to have used the power of darkness, but in fact she still had the principles and bottom line of kindness in her heart - - This can be seen from the fact that she used the True Knowledge Crystal to inform her sister in the enemy camp.
Therefore, if you want to completely deceive and use Chen Xinlu, you cannot seduce other Tzeentch wizards by promising them magical knowledge.
It's about tapping into the deepest softness in her heart.
Tsk tsk tsk...complicated.
Fu Qinghai slowly exhaled a breath and looked up, only to find that the dim lights in the tavern had turned on.
Before I knew it, it was already night.
Fu Qinghai raised his glass and was about to ask his boss for another drink when he heard the sound of the door being pushed and a commotion behind him.
Fu Qinghai turned around and looked back. A bearded man with a fat belly, whose face was as swollen as a pig's head, pushed open the wooden door of the tavern, pointed at himself, and faced a group of men who came in behind him holding hammers and wooden clubs. They shouted:
"?sta e omul! El e!"
Although Fu Qinghai didn't understand it, he understood the meaning.
Fu Qinghai stood up, stretched, and was about to stretch his muscles.
A cold reminder sounded in my mind:
[Reincarnation Dungeon World Plot Line Mission Release: Seal Demon Valak, Failure Punishment: Reincarnation Life -1]
Um?
Fu Qinghai was shocked.
Who is Valak?
Why aren't there any distinctions between plot lines and camps?
At the same time, a shockingly simple memory also appeared in Fu Qinghai's mind as the mission was released:
I, Jack Fu, am a descendant of Chinese workers who aided Europe in World War I. I am an unemployed vagrant who has wandered here and disappeared.
Just gone? ? ?
