Chapter 1 of 1

Chapter 1

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In the solar system, on Earth.

In North America, in the United States.

In New York, in Chinatown.

At nine in the morning, on an old apartment sofa, Luoxia had a serious expression.

His true identity was that of a穿越者, an outsider.

If it weren't for the explosive news on TV about Stark Industries closing its weapons division, Luoxia would have thought he had arrived in a parallel world.

Luoxia was just a movie enthusiast and a casual comic reader.

The characters and plots of superhero movies that fans were familiar with were just vague memories to him.

Luoxia struggled to recall only a few key points from the plots.

For example, the Battle of New York, which claimed a thousand lives.

And the rise and fall of Ultron, with an unknown number of casualties...

And the final battle where Thanos snapped his fingers and wiped out half the universe's population!

As his thoughts raced, Luoxia couldn't help but shiver.

After all, watching superhero movies was a form of entertainment.

Actually participating in them was a different matter entirely.

Not to mention, Luoxia, who had crossed over, had only merged with the memories of an ordinary teenager with the same name, whose parents had both passed away.

He had no money, no power, and no superpowers.

Now, Luoxia could only choose to live with his aunt, his guardian.

He spent his free time helping at her Chinese restaurant and collecting tips from customers, trying to save up for college tuition.

Luoxia wasn't without the idea of running away.

If he maxed out his aunt's credit card and added the saved tuition, he could easily afford a ticket to the Asian continent.

Perhaps, Luoxia would even have the chance to meet Doctor Strange in Kamar-Taj and become a magic apprentice.

Even if his identity as a穿越者 was accidentally exposed and he was taken in for questioning by S.H.I.E.L.D., it would be better than becoming a statistic in the Battle of New York.

However, Luoxia, who had merged with the memories of "Luoxia," couldn't bear to leave his aunt, who had raised him from a young age, with a deep emotional bond.

Moreover, the sudden change in living environment and the stubbornness of middle-aged people were not something a teenager like Luoxia could handle.

So, in a moment of quick thinking, Luoxia prepaid part of his tuition and rented the basement of the old apartment.

He borrowed tools from his neighbors and repeatedly reinforced it with steel and wooden boards.

He also stored a large amount of food and fresh water.

At the same time, Luoxia hoped that when the Battle of New York occurred, he and his aunt would be safe at home.

The clock in the apartment ticked, and the time approached half past nine.

Luoxia got up, intending to go out and start his daily routine.

In the morning, he had some classes for his final year of high school.

In the afternoon, he needed to help his aunt manage the Chinese restaurant.

In the evening, Luoxia would continue to reinforce the basement.

He also needed to return the borrowed tools as soon as possible, so time was tight.

"Huh?"

At that moment, a series of random letters suddenly flashed before Luoxia's eyes, like a hallucination.

[Warhammer 40K: Life Simulator Activating—]

[Do you want to start the initial simulation?]

Warhammer 40K?

Wasn't this a future sci-fi IP created through a combination of tabletop wargames, novels, comics, games, and animations?

Luoxia's brows furrowed, and he was very puzzled.

In his previous life, he was just a casual Warhammer fan.

His main source of information about Warhammer was from videos on Bilibili.

He occasionally watched detailed articles about famous battles and background stories of some characters after being introduced to the series by UP主 Colonel Dazhi's high-quality Warhammer videos.

Luoxia had a basic understanding of the main storylines and the general composition of the various races in the Warhammer universe.

But if he were asked to describe in detail what battles took place on a certain planet or who was the mastermind behind a certain event, he would be completely clueless.

However, for Luoxia, why would the穿越者的金手指 (穿越者的金手指, the golden finger of the穿越者) be related to the Warhammer universe?

That was a dark, ignorant, and hopeless universe filled with demons and monsters!

Chaos rampaged, the empire was corrupt, and alien civilizations were watching with covetous eyes!

Any hope was just a tiny spark in the vast darkness, barely delaying the inevitable destruction of the universe...

If all穿越者 (穿越者, travelers) were given a choice, only a mentally deranged masochist would choose the Warhammer universe.

And even if a masochist were to arrive, they would likely cry like a toad with a crushed toe.

At this moment, Luoxia was utterly confused.

But this did not stop his deep concerns about his safety.

To survive better, he had to take a gamble with the golden finger.

[Simulation Activating—]

[You have arrived in the Warhammer universe]

[Time: Unknown]

[Location: Milky Way (Sector Unknown)]

[The moment you step onto the planet's surface, the Warp experiences an unknown disturbance, and the gaze of the Chaos Gods falls upon you.]

[You clutch your head and kneel, wailing.]

[Your mind is filled with xxxxxx (censored)]

[Your skull explodes.]

[You are dead.]

[This simulation has ended, lasting fifteen seconds.]

[No options were retained in this simulation.]

[Since the simulation lasted less than twenty-four hours, the simulator's usage cost has been waived.]

This... dead?

Luoxia blinked, looking bewildered.

He seemed to have not yet recovered from the fleeting death.

Even if this was the Warhammer 40K universe, the survival difficulty was too high, wasn't it?

"Chaos Gods!"

Luoxia stared at the text on the simulator, suddenly understanding everything.

"I know too much about the Warp..."

The Chaos Gods, also known as the Chaos Gods of the Warp.

During the Paradise War between the Necrontyr and the Old Ones, they were born in the Warp due to the negative emotions of countless intelligent beings in the universe.

Since then, Chaos has been eternal, and the four gods have been immortal.

The more chaotic the Warhammer universe, the more powerful the Chaos Gods become.

And the more powerful the Chaos Gods become, the more chaotic the Warhammer universe becomes.

For forty thousand years, there has been no hope, only war.

"Can I block my memories?"

Luoxia tentatively asked the simulator.

Unfortunately, the simulator was just a tool, not an infallible system.

"I don't believe this!"

Luoxia's stubbornness flared up.

He decided not to go to class and sat back down on the sofa.