"Everyone claims loyalty—yet none dare go!

Loyalty needs no reward, for loyalty is its own reward."

PS: The title was auto-generated by the platform’s algorithm (20k-word testing phase)—don’t let it mislead you o(╥﹏╥)o

Original Title: Warhammer Survival: Starting from Cadia. Read patiently—there’s a surprise!

[Warhammer 40K] [System] [Lovecraftian Horror] [Merciless Protagonist] [Progression Fantasy] [Overpowered] [Leave Your Brain at the Door] [Lore-Friendly…ish]

"Transmigrated during Cadia’s fall? And gifted a ‘Chaos Space Marine Welcome Pack’?" Marcus grinned as the chainsword swung toward him. The moment his Slaughter System activated, the Warhammer universe would learn—what true carnage looked like.

Yan Luo traveled through Warhammer 40K and got a bankrupt version of the underworld. Good news: he can judge the souls of demons and build infrastructure. Bad news: the evil gods all want him to "enter the job early". In order to avoid being used as firewood by the Inquisition, he decided to pretend to be a saint!

So the Empire has a new "wholesaler of miracles": Purifying demons? Actually, they were taken to the underworld as building materials. The Emperor appeared in spirit? All thanks to the Mirror of Evil's photo-editing technology. The Imperial Guards were suspicious? Immediately perform the "Top Ten Moments that Touched the Emperor".

Facing the pursuit of the four Chaos Gods, Yan Luo calmly said: "I have signed a strategic agreement with Boss Huang. If I catch two more demons, it will be enough to pay the rent."

This is a book about:

✔How to become a saint through acting in the 40K universe

✔How to turn Khorne into underworld decoration materials

✔How to live in harmony with the emperor and become rich

✔And… how to keep jumping on the edge of death but not die

Notes:

⚠The protagonist of this book is morally flexible and good at getting things for free. It is not recommended for followers of the Emperor with mysophobia to read.

⚠Some demons may suffer psychological trauma due to excessive exploitation

⚠The Underworld is currently recruiting "Forgotten River Water Quality Managers", with food and accommodation provided (but no salary)

"I'm not a heretic, I'm just a frugal CEO of the underworld." - Yama Knox (self-proclaimed)

(This is a Warhammer 40,000 fan fiction. Some timeline settings may be slightly modified, but it will still be very Warhammer-esque.)

(It will incorporate some references to memes and historical events... to expand the drama and fun of this fan-made universe.)

While driving home with his girlfriend, Empress, a Chinese college student studying in the US, Xiao Li was suddenly sucked into the Warhammer 40,000 universe by a warp vortex...

It turns out that his girlfriend was actually one of the Emperor's soul fragments!

.....................

Suddenly dumped on a desolate planet, just as Xiao Li was about to be chopped into mincemeat by orcs, a panel suddenly appeared before his eyes...

Things seem to be getting... interesting!

This is a clash of the souls of the 2K era and the Warhammer 30K era. When Primarch Zero finds a stable soul, can the scorching essence of the Warp scorch everything? Can the Imperium overcome the conspiracy of the Four Gods during the Great Crusade? Can the Primarchs cast aside their illusions and stand together? Zerg, Orks, Eldar, Xenos, Necrons, Chaos Gods. When the Imperium finds a legitimate heir, can it stand firm in the universe? PS: Hello everyone, I am Alexander Tang, the eldest son of the Empire. Please watch the restricted short film below, the Emperor's Ascension Ceremony! Okay, I will take over the Empire from now on. Please maintain your absolute loyalty to the Imperium~! (Boltgun loaded)

[A Great Filial Piety] + [The Third Reich] + [Abstract Man] + [Brotherly Love] [The New Emperor's Authorized History] + [Not Chaos, But Worse Than Chaos] Under the temptation of the Four Gods, an internal struggle within the Empire - the Horus Heresy.

It is about to begin, and the fate of mankind is heading towards despair.

Until - the eleventh Primarch named Francis Crick resurrected.

Lord of Change: He is not in my plan.

Blood God: Why doesn't he even look at me.

Lord of Corruption: He is so nice!

He can drink whatever I make!

King of Debauchery: I can't stand him when I see him... Faced with something he has never seen before, Francis has only one sentence

A perfectly normal tale of a cheerful Greenskin’s adventures in the Warhammer 40K universe.

- Their meks are too tiny—can’t even compare to Gorkamorka’s Fist or a proper Stompa.

- Their way of pickin’ bosses is stupid. Too much talkin’! Why not just WAAAGH! and krump the biggest git?

- And why dey always workin’ and fightin’ over dumb stuff? ORKS IZ FREE! We fight, we laugh, we WAAAGH!—dat’s da good life!

Tags: [Ork Logic] [Bigger = Better] [WAAAGH!-Fuelled Plot Armor] [Reality? Optional]

Transmigrating into a good-for-nothing boy from the Warhammer universe, he opens his eyes to see the steel torrent of the Great Crusade.

While others conquered the galaxy with grenade launchers, he silently recited the Tao Te Ching amidst a sea of ​​blood and corpses.

The whisper of the evil god of the subspace? Directly refine it into true essence!

Did the Emperor's genetic modification fail? The Yellow Emperor's Classic of Internal Medicine reshapes his body!

While the Primarchs were fighting to the death, he took out "The Art of War" and taught the four gods how to use tactics!

"Emperor, your approach to conquering the galaxy is wrong."

Facing the supreme golden throne of mankind, he smiled like a harmless Eastern monk.

【Guaranteed long novel with more than one million words】

Xie Yong, a poor wage earner, found himself in prison after waking up from a sleep, but this was not an ordinary prison... As for why it was not ordinary, he did not understand, because he was just an Ogryn ape-man. That's right, it was the legal sub-human Ogryn ape-man designated by the Ministry of Military Affairs. At the same time, it was also a coin with a slightly larger denomination in the hands of the Human Emperor. Although he was imprisoned, fortunately he still had a system in his head. Just want me, an Ogryn ape-man, to understand the prompts of the system? ! Hahaha, why don't you let Tzeentch teach me to count to the number 9? What? I can really count to 9! Hello! System, this mission is completed

Bad news: You've been conscripted by the Emperor!

Good news: You're recruiting the Cursed High Lords! You can cast your chess pieces into that world and use them as real people! You can even possess and micro-manage them yourself!

Bad news: You can only cast pieces worth 500 points! And you don't have enough authority, so you can only cast basic units!

Good news: You can level up to gain more points and authority, and you'll get to colonize a world upon taking office, instantly becoming a Planetary Governor!

Bad news: There's a Necron grave right under your butt!

Good news: You can recruit even more Cursed High Lords!

So what else can we say! Recruit some awesome friends and embark on a relaxing, enjoyable (and realistic) journey through Warhammer 40,000!

[Warhammer + Fanfic + Alternate Lore + Comedy + System]

College student Yan Yue transmigrated into the body of a Space Marine Centurion—only to discover he’s now leading the last remnants of the Luna Wolves, a legion trapped in the Warp for 10,000 years.

When their battle barge escapes the ruins of Cadia, Yan Yue and his ancient Long War veterans emerge into a galaxy gone mad:

The Imperium is rotting with corruption,

The Inquisition wants them dead,

And his "Loyalty Meter" System keeps pinging: "Bro, maybe don’t mention you served Horus?"

Armed with pre-heresy drip, two layers of PTSD, and a darkly hilarious misunderstanding aura, this accidental warlord must either:

✓ Redeem his legion’s name,

✓ Conquer the Throneworld for giggles, or

✓ Die spectacularly when the Black Templars find him.

The Emperor’s finest? More like… the galaxy’s worst book club.