[Warhammer + Cooking Crew + A Little Bit of Cheat Codes]

An accident brought Luo Chuan to this world full of despair, killing, and betrayal.

Become a wandering cook in the Star Guardians.

You can earn rewards simply by cooking and completing system tasks.

Different dishes, depending on their ingredients, can enhance physical strength, spiritual energy, and resistance to the temptations of evil gods.

Extremely special materials can even be elevated to godhood, making it possible for emperors to get up from the toilet.

Good heavens, from the Astronauts to the Imperial Guard, and even the Primarchs, everyone is going crazy for him.

What? Food safety? What's that? If there's a problem with the ingredients, just smash them and everything will be fine.

If you dare to eat it, I dare to make it.

Our motto is to eat and drink well, and we don't allow anyone to ask how the food is made.

Being an Astartes isn't all about fighting and killing. To run a successful Chapter, one must also be worldly-wise and empathetic. Prejudices are as heavy as a mountain. Yet, the outside world's stereotypes about the Warhammer universe are always right. How can we build the Imperium of Mankind with these insects? We must build the Imperium of Mankind with these insects! From recruit to Chapter Master, a Space Marine will never admit to partial brain necrosis. Yet, from the Emperor to the Four Gods, the mighty powers of the Warp always want to make life easy for everyone. The holy God-Emperor once declared that he was not a god. Kaz Samar expressed complete indifference to the human gods' insistence on saying he wasn't a god. He kept saying, "Yes, yes, yes, I bow when I'm due, I kneel when I'm due." After centuries of hard work, Kaz finally became Chapter Master and was at his desk, writing his memoirs, attempting to record his eventful life for the Imperium. Then, a brash recruit barged into his room. "Chapter Master, promethium is half price in the next sector!" Alas, even the Imperium's demigods can't escape the chores of food, clothing, and daily necessities. He put down his personal memoirs and pulled out his chapter account book. Is there much in the bank? Not much.

There is a man. He gains power after slaying demons. He is fearless and dares to challenge any powerful foe. He is incredibly strong, with a wild fighting style. He is… Lu Jin: “That’s right, it’s me.” Lu Jin transmigrated to the Warhammer universe. Severely injured, he discovered that besides his innate fearlessness and physical strength, he also possessed a peculiar ability to grow stronger in battle. In a cruel universe filled only with war, Lu Jin embarked on a path to becoming a war god, leaving behind many famous quotes. “Trying to tempt me into becoming Khorne’s chosen one? What kind of bravery is it to kill? Let Khorne be my chosen one!” “Real beings generate emotions to nourish the Warp, and the Warp has nothing to repay real beings…” “Imperial nobles want to enslave me? They deserve to die!”

Having transmigrated to a medieval-like alternate world, Su Ye, carrying a gift from Mother Earth, is determined to shatter this dark world.

Farming, development, and the liberation of the world with advanced productivity and worldview—everything went very smoothly.

Until he saw the castle opposite him actually stand up!

As the giant mech approached like a mountain, Su Ye was speechless and looked at the people around him and the little animals on her body.

Damn it, how could it be Warhammer, that cesspool!

However, Su Ye was not flustered. It was time to give these young players some of the fantasy shock of veteran players from the 2K era!

The system is initiating the redemption! Come forth, Paradox Engine! Now, time is on our side.

Regarding the upcoming Imperial Tax Bureau, Su Ye declared that paying taxes was impossible; what Empire, what Subspace—it was all a waste of time and resources.

(A hodgepodge of Stellaris, Red Alert, Halo, Transformers, Star Trek, Lobotomy Corporation, etc., and I am Cloud Hammer, I am Cloud Hammer.)

What? Fourteen-hour days, for the Emperor?

What? The bodies will be recycled as food, for the Emperor?

The boy continued to read the pamphlet distributed by the Hive Priest.

Dedication is necessary, sacrifice is redemption!

Humanity must make sacrifices to achieve the great ideal of conquering the galaxy. Only by conquering the entire galaxy can humanity survive from the multitude of enemies.

The Emperor is the father of twenty angels, and also your father. He will lead you on a glorious expedition to the entire galaxy! !

“Thank you for your advice!” The boy’s pupils trembled.

However, he still couldn't suppress his curiosity and cautiously asked the inhuman, ghostly thing in front of him, "Emperor? Is that the light in the sky?"

The priest's eyes suddenly became sharp, and his body suddenly stood at attention. He grabbed the boy's shoulder with one modified hand stained with motor oil, and with the other hand, he held the scepter and pointed at the string of small, almost invisible words in the lower right corner of the booklet in front of the boy - Please note, the Inquisition is offering a reward to anyone who can see "light" from the sky. If there are such people around you, whether they are your parents, children or neighbors, please report them. The Emperor of God will thank you for your loyalty!

The boy's heart skipped a beat.

"Wait, why are you arresting me? I don't know anything! What? I can also go to Terra and contribute my strength? Ignite myself and become a Star Torch? What is a Star Torch? I don't want to die, you can't do this! I am innocent!"

A mortal was chosen by the Ultramarines and underwent nineteen genetic modifications to become a Space Marine. Since then, he and his team have faced the Tyranids, the Green Orcs, fought against the evil god Slaanesh, eliminated the rebels, and forged brotherhood and glory in the brutal war.

"First, I beseech Holy King Guilliman! Second, I beseech Les to possess me! Third, I beseech Grand Marshal Leon! May the Emperor manifest and sweep away the evil spirits! May my left shoulder be benevolent and righteous! May my right shoulder be righteous and benevolent! May the treacherous and horrible aid me! May the false emperor, the great villain, be annihilated!" Looking at the weak human before him, babbling incoherently before the two armies, his eyes rolling back and his body convulsing, an aura of unspeakable loyalty emanated from this human and spread throughout the battlefield. The onlookers, from powerful demon lords to imperial auxiliary soldiers and accompanying priests, all involuntarily took three steps back, their faces showing simultaneous terror. "I told you! These warlock cultists are pathetic!" Li Lian, who himself didn't know what had possessed him this time, gave a smug smile to the restless archbishop not far away. "See that? This is the mysterious power from the East!" "Alas! Your Excellency the Archbishop, and that incredibly strong Governor possessed by the Demon Prince! Don't run away!"

Chen Xing: Hey everyone, I really want to play Stellaris, but seeing aliens makes me nauseous. Is it still possible to get into it? Emperor: Yes, bro, you can! ---------------------------------- (ps: This story is based on the author's personal experience, with just a little embellishment (●'◡'●))

In the distant 40th millennium

The dream of humanity's golden age has vanished like a wisp of smoke.

A unique era has arrived, and this weak "god" merges with an outsider who was unexpectedly drawn into the conflict.

The combination of the two of them is actually that they're afraid of dying?

And silence and death—that is the Krieg Death Legion.

An intern political commissar was "lucky" enough to be promoted to a full-fledged position in this corps.

The political commissar, who was afraid of death, made up his mind to live.

However... his impression of the Death Legion was not as the rumors suggested.

(If you don't know how to write a summary, please skip to the main text.)

(A mix of sweetness and heartbreak, focusing solely on pure love)

There is no way to win, I don't understand that kind of thing——

Carrying the last light of mankind, Shinji Ikari transformed into Tiga and fought the final death battle with Gatanjea.

With Tiga's victory, Shinji Ikari closed his eyes in satisfaction...

When these eyes opened again...

Monsters became apostles, and the winning team became nerv

And humans seem to have lost the light in their hearts

This is the third new Tokyo, a world where humans cannot be saved

And all this will be rewritten...

Because the giant of light stands on the earth.