My name is Lu Yanbin. I am a water conservancy engineer from the 21st century.

I died. Before I died, I donated my body to a company that supposedly conducts cryonics experiments. They said it might bring me back to life in the future.

The good news is, I was indeed resurrected.

The bad news is that the time and place of the resurrection are a bit far from what I imagined.

If you can see this, it's my diary entry about surviving as a mechanical sage in a cesspool world.

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The story of a man who is conscripted by weasels and inexplicably gains a body modified by technology from the Golden Age of humanity, and then roams the Warhammer universe.

Warning: You are being watched by the Emperor while you are reading.

Remark:

1. Reading this diary requires some Warhammer knowledge and will require you to use your brain.

2. This novel is written in the first person. If you do not like this, please do not read it.

The male protagonist's knowledge of Warhammer is limited to a basic understanding; he doesn't know much about it.

[30k to 40k, some semi-apocryphal content, no female protagonist, loyalty, not a "wish fulfillment" story]"

Hermes: "Horus, my friend, death is not the end!"

"We were never soldiers... In their eyes, we were made to be the personification of rage. In their eyes, we must exist only for destruction. But we were once his companions. We were the ones he trusted. We were his advisors, his artisans. We were a glimpse of what this species could become if guided correctly, freed from its own malice and weakness. Of course, we were also taught how to fight. He knew that war was coming. It was a necessary step for ascension.