244: Chapter 245 The Childbirth Monster

At this moment, Ming Shen, Wanna Sleep with Slaanesh, Liver Emperor, and others, who had gone to the deepest part of the mothership to carry out the decapitation mission, had successfully fought through the chaotic swarm and linked up with the main force of players, including ikun, who were waiting outside the hole.

"Old Ming! You guys finally came out!"

ikun waved his hand and walked up quickly to meet them.

Ming Shen wiped the blood off his helmet, caught his breath, and stared blankly at the players around him who were frantically checking their screenshot save status.

"Did something incredible happen outside just now?" Ming Shen keenly sensed that the atmosphere was wrong. "Why do I feel like I missed out on a billion?"

"Hehe!" ikun put his hands on his hips and revealed a meaningful, mysterious smile. "Old Ming, not only did you miss out, but you also missed the most core, explosive, epic CG plot of this campaign! Let me summarize it for you. I'll tell you the good news and the bad news."

Ming Shen's heart tightened: "Tell me the bad news first, let me prepare myself mentally."

"The bad news is," ikun lowered his voice and said mysteriously, "our boss has turned into a Greater Daemon!"

"What the f*ck?!" Ming Shen, Liver Emperor, and the others felt their legs tremble violently upon hearing this.

"It's over!" Liver Emperor's face turned pale. "The boss turned into a Greater Daemon? Doesn't that mean our faction is forced to switch to the Chaos faction?! What's the point of playing now? We're going to be hunted by the Empire across the whole map every day!"

Wanna Sleep with Slaanesh, who was listening nearby, had his eyes light up instantly, and he became full of energy. "This is a good thing, brothers!" Wanna Sleep with Slaanesh rubbed his hands and asked expectantly, "Quick, tell me, did he turn into a Slaanesh Greater Daemon? Is the game finally going to fully open up adult content?"

Ming Shen calmed down for a moment and slapped Wanna Sleep with Slaanesh on the back of the head: "Stop talking nonsense! ikun, what about the good news?"

ikun stifled a laugh and pointed overhead: "The good news is... the boss turned into an Old E Greater Daemon!"

Just as they were joking around, the massive hull of sea breeze no. 9 had already docked steadily. The metal gangway of the airlock slowly descended.

There, at the hatch, Lin Li stood with his hands behind his back, looking serious and standing tall, personally welcoming this group of Scourge Legion members who had returned in triumph.

Immediately after, a line of golden, flashing system-wide broadcast subtitles popped up on the pv terminals of all players present: [Main Quest Stage Victory! Welcome back, heroes of the Alliance!]

"Holy sh*t! What a display! We actually have such high-level treatment!" ikun shouted excitedly, "Don't you dare fight me for it! This time, I'm going to be the first to return to the city!"

ikun didn't hesitate to activate his jetpack, leaping high from the Zerg carapace and landing steadily on the docking gangway of sea breeze no. 9.

Lin Li smiled, walked up, patted his shoulder heavily, and nodded in appreciation.

Because everyone was wearing heavy Power Armor helmets, although Ming Shen couldn't see ikun's expression at this moment, he would bet that the kid's face was definitely grinning from ear to ear.

Suddenly! Ming Shen's gaze fell on Lin Li, and he keenly sensed something extremely incongruous and wrong.

"Wait!" Ming Shen pointed at Lin Li and exclaimed, "Boss... why isn't the Boss wearing a helmet?!"

Liver Emperor, who was beside him, heard this and took a closer look, only then realizing it.

"You're right! The boss really isn't wearing a helmet." Liver Emperor scratched his head and then waved his hand dismissively, "But Old Ming, isn't this normal? Haven't you summarized the rules after playing so many games?"

"In sci-fi games like Warhammer, the ones who wear helmets and cover their faces tightly are just cannon fodder grunts! Which real, named hero unit wears a helmet? By not wearing a helmet, doesn't the character's coolness and recognizability go up immediately?"

After hearing this explanation, Ming Shen was speechless. He pointed at the starry sky outside and roared: "This is f*cking space! An absolute zero vacuum environment! Is not wearing a helmet a matter of coolness? That's a matter of the laws of physics!"

Liver Emperor shrugged: "Oh, it's a game. It's normal to have some texture bugs due to underlying code conflicts. Don't make a fuss."

Beside the players, the Space Marines who had also witnessed Lin Li's true appearance were also filled with shock.

After all, even Space Marines, who were as strong as those modified by nineteen genetic surgeries, would absolutely not be able to stroll around in a completely unprotected, pure vacuum environment.

If an Astartes were exposed to space without a helmet, an ordinary Astartes could only hold on for a few minutes to a dozen minutes at most; once this limit was exceeded, the moisture in the eyeballs and mucous membranes would instantly evaporate, causing internal organ pressure imbalance, eventually leading to rapid serious injury and death.

What kind of monster was this mortal in front of them?

Lucas and Chapter Master Tyberos looked at each other through their tactical helmets, both feeling deep awe and shock in each other's eyes.

Regarding this phenomenon that completely broke physical common sense, the only reasonable explanation they could think of was that miracle just now—this was likely divine protection granted by the Emperor!

As the last player involved in the boarding action stowed their weapon and quickly boarded sea breeze no. 9, the hatch slowly closed.

sea breeze no. 9 turned its bow, carved a beautiful arc in the vacuum, and began to return to The Guardian fortress at full speed.

Because they had lost the unified obstruction of the Zerg main fleet, sea breeze no. 9 had a smooth journey and soon successfully sailed into the massive bottom docking port of The Guardian.

The players dispersed, busy settling quest points and repairing equipment. The elites of the Central Army who participated in the assault also returned to their barracks for emergency rest.

Lin Li, with Iron Man 73, had just stepped off the ship and pushed open the heavy metal door of the fortress's main control room.

Before he could even catch his breath, the Iron Man U-999, which was responsible for guarding the fortress, turned its huge mechanical head abruptly and walked up with heavy strides.

"Creator! You are finally back!" The mechanical synthesized voice of 999 carried a trace of rare anxiety. "What exactly happened in that star sector? My peripheral sensors captured high-concentration Warp energy fluctuations!"

999 quickly approached Lin Li, the red scanning light in its eyes sweeping up and down his body, and then, 999's voice became unusually serious: "Wait! Creator! Your human gene underlying logic seems to have been subjected to some irreversible pollution!"

999's massive three-meter-tall metal body leaned forward slightly, and it suggested in an extremely solemn tone: "Creator! For the sake of the reproduction plan of the entire human race, and to preserve your last pure gene pool! I strongly suggest that you, immediately! Right now! Leave behind the genetic material in your body!"

999 quickly pulled up background data: "According to my daily monitoring records, this batch of genetic material currently stored in your body was produced by natural physical metabolism three days ago. Therefore, this inventory has most likely not been polluted by the Warp energy just now!"

After saying this, 999 actively reached out its mechanical arm and pulled out the data cable as thick as a bucket that was connected to the computing hub of The Guardian.

Immediately after, its massive metal body split open a storage compartment. 999 solemnly took out something similar to a cup from inside and handed it to Lin Li with both hands.

Obviously, this Iron Man, whose head was full of reproduction tasks, had premeditated this.

"Creator, please take action immediately!" 999 reported extremely seriously, "It just so happens that I have already prepared a sterile container for you that is very suitable for storing genetic material. To facilitate your excretion of the material, I even used 3D printing technology to make a special soft design at the opening of the container that is extremely ergonomic."

Lin Li looked down at the specially designed container that 999 had handed him. After seeing the structure of that thing clearly, his whole face turned black instantly, and the veins on his forehead twitched.

"Isn't this f*cking a masturbator?!" Lin Li couldn't hold it anymore and pointed at 999, cursing, "You f*cking three-meter-tall killing Iron Man! You don't study cannons, but you hide in the workshop every day to make this stuff for me?!"

999's red electronic eyes flashed with innocent light and replied righteously: "Of course, it is for the great reproduction of the human race! This is my highest priority mission directive!"

Lin Li was somewhat embarrassed. He glanced at the Chief of Staff, Ushtan, who was pretending not to hear, and wished he could find a crack in the ground to crawl into.

"Buddy, can we discuss this... can this wait until later?" Lin Li tried to push it off.

999 paused for a while, as if performing a computing evaluation. Finally, it reluctantly took the cup back into the storage compartment.

"It can be delayed." 999 added stubbornly, "But I strongly suggest that you must complete the screening and preservation by tonight at the latest!"

Lin Li ignored this mentally unstable, procreation-obsessed Iron Man, hurried away, and went straight to the tactical holographic sand table in the center of the operation room.

He took a deep breath and put away his expression.

"Old Wu." Lin Li looked at Ushtan, "The decapitation operation has succeeded. What is the specific situation on the battlefield now?"

Ushtan stood at attention immediately and reported, pointing at the scattered red dots on the sand table: "Lord Lord, the situation is much better than we expected!"

"According to the real-time intelligence transmitted from multiple surrounding observation stations, after losing unified command, the swarms in various star sector defense lines have begun to fight on their own. They have completely lost tactical coordination, and a large portion of the bugs are even engaging in large-scale mutual slaughter to compete for biomass."

"There are also a small number of fleet wreckage that have directly withdrawn from the battlefield, intending to escape this star system."

Ushtan looked happy: "Overall, this battle that determines the survival of the star system has officially entered the final stage of cleaning up the battlefield. What we need to do next is to mobilize troops to quickly clean up the remaining Zerg threats in this area and restore the planet's surface production."

Ushtan paused, his tone becoming more spirited: "Moreover, just a moment ago, the Astropathic Choir's communication array received excellent news from the outer star systems!"

"Due to the strong intervention of the Astartes orders, the Adeptus Mechanicus, and their affiliated Knight houses. The other invasion tentacles of the Zerg on the periphery of the Yuanwang Star System have been successfully intercepted and cut off!"

"More importantly, the main force of the Astra Militarum and the heavy support fleet of the Imperial Navy are currently on their way through Warp jump and are expected to arrive in this star sector soon to establish a joint defense line. This is a positive strategic signal!"

Lin Li nodded after hearing this report and let out a long sigh of relief.

With the arrival of these powerful reinforcements from the Imperial regular army, looking at it this way, for a long time in the future, even if other tentacles of the Zerg fleet touch this side again, the defensive pressure received by the Spark Alliance will be much smaller.

They could finally usher in a precious period of development.

"Organize the battle report! Broadcast the victory news on all channels!" Lin Li supported the edge of the sand table with both hands, "Change the strategic angle, immediately issue annihilation missions to the soldiers, and clean up the remaining Zerg forces with all our might! Not a single one left!"

"Yes! My Lord!" Ushtan gave a standard military salute and accepted the order loudly.