260: Chapter 261 The Witcher

"Take Willow back to Shelter and hand her directly to Frannie to raise." Lin Li thought to himself, "Frannie is a formal Battle Sisters member, with firm faith and solid combat skills. Letting her teach Willow how to use weapons and how to protect herself in battle is the most suitable choice."

The most critical point is that Fire Seed Shelter is full of The Fourth Calamity running around.

These players are essentially a bunch of consciousnesses projected via system data chains, and they are completely unaffected by the abnormal soul magnetic field of a Blank.

In the eyes of the players, Willow is not some monster that brings misfortune, but just a cute and pitiful NPC little girl.

In such an environment, Willow will not face any discrimination, which is more conducive to the recovery of her severe psychological trauma.

The appearance of Willow was like a bolt of lightning, completely splitting open the strategic vision that had been brewing in Lin Li's mind for a long time.

With the opening of the Great Rift in The Galaxy, the energy tides of the Warp are becoming more and more turbulent, and the physical barriers of the reality universe are becoming riddled with holes.

Just on Outpost Planet alone, there are at least a dozen incidents of wild Psyker awakenings popping up every month!

This is not a good sign.

Not long ago, a vicious incident occurred in Coastal City.

A low-level gang member accidentally awakened psychic powers. Because he did not receive proper guidance, he was instantly driven mad by the whispers of the Warp and became a puppet possessed by a Chaos Daemon.

At that time, that daemon almost tore open a miniature Warp rift in the bottom of the Hive City!

Fortunately, the Seer of the Ecclesiarchy Battle Sisters received a warning in advance, arrived in time, and after suffering some casualties, successfully killed and purified it.

"In the future, the Alliance's territory will only get larger, and the population base will explode. These kinds of crappy incidents like Psyker loss of control or cultist corruption will definitely increase exponentially." Lin Li took a deep breath, "The conventional Defense Force or Central Army suffers too many casualties when facing these idealistic supernatural daemon incidents, and they are easily corrupted a second time. The Spark Alliance must have a special forces unit specifically targeting daemons and Warp threats!"

The functional positioning of this unit is very clear.

They do not need to participate in head-on large-scale legion battles, nor do they need to fight to the death with bugs or greenskins.

They have only one task: just like the Empire's Grey Knights, they specialize in handling those thorny incidents of Psyker rampages, cultist sacrifices, or daemon possession!

As for the composition of this "Spark version" of the Grey Knights, Lin Li already had a rough draft in his mind.

It must be a mixed composition of players and local natives!

First, the players' combat effectiveness is beyond doubt; they are not afraid of death and are not affected by the mental pollution of the Warp's whispers.

Furthermore, there are hidden talents among the player base; as long as we screen out a group of hardcore players who know the background story of warhammer 40,000 like the back of their hands.

These players, who are familiar with the true names of daemons, can definitely achieve miraculous results when dealing with special incidents!

However, having only players is definitely not enough.

This bunch of The Fourth Calamity are purely a group of trolls who love to watch the world burn!

If they were allowed to carry out missions alone, they would probably start placing bets right in front of the daemon; it's too uncontrollable!

Therefore, this team must include Blanks like Willow who naturally suppress daemons, or those extremely pious Psykers of the Word from the Battle Sisters!

These reliable natives should serve as Political Commissars or guides, responsible for negotiating and communicating with local forces, while simultaneously neutralizing the madness of the players on a physical level.

This is the most perfect combination.

As for equipment, the timing is now completely ripe.

The psychic infusion device in the underground base can allow this group of elite players to acquire powerful psychic powers.

And Lin Li himself can act as a human enchanting machine, using the Emperor's blessing to consecrate their standard-issue weapons with holy fire.

"Personnel, equipment, logistics, it's all ready." Lin Li curled his lips into a satisfied arc, "First, go to the game forum and post a hidden questionnaire to screen a batch of potential solo players. Then, secretly scout a batch of natives with special constitutions from the civilian population. First, form a few squads to test the waters. This project has great potential!"

The hovercar sped along the way.

By the time Lin Li brought Willow back to the underground Shelter, it was already late at night.

He properly settled Willow in a guest room not far from his own, ordered someone to bring hot milk and food, then returned to the main control room and fell asleep instantly.

...

It was already late at night on Outpost Planet in the game world.

But for Earth in the real world, it was broad daylight.

The vast majority of working-class players were currently working like horses and slacking off like crazy at their workstations in the real world.

And as a well-known farming and casual player in the game—Penny Is My Wife.

Naturally, he didn't need to experience the bitterness of being a worker.

Because Penny Is My Wife is quite wealthy in reality.

He is not only a second-generation rich kid but also the owner of a farmhouse resort.

Later, he directly transformed it into a physical club specifically for providing offline gatherings for warhammer 40k ol players.

Many local players often bring their holographic helmets and run to his farmhouse resort to stay for a long time with room and board included.

At this moment.

Penny had just finished a sumptuous lunch in his own farmhouse resort lobby.

Due to excessive carbohydrate intake, he felt a wave of dizziness and brain fog from the "carb coma."

So, he slumped in the soft leather sofa, picked up his phone, and habitually started scrolling through the official game forum.

On the current forum homepage, the post with the highest popularity was a highlighted featured post marked in red.

The poster was none other than the combat master John Cena, who had gone to the Carcharodons Chapter.

The title of the post was very simple and crude: "First Experience as a Big Guy: A Full Record of the Hardcore Transformation from Mortal to Astartes."

In this post, John Cena used a first-person narrative perspective to detail his experience of being transformed into an Astartes on the Pale Giant Mouth.

Penny was not interested in those bloody surgical procedures at all; he swiped his finger directly to the bottom of the post, wanting to see what specific attribute panel improvements there were after changing classes to a Space Marine.

John Cena summarized at the end:

"Honestly, after gritting my teeth through the transformation surgery, many of my basic attributes actually decreased.

For example, my body's flexibility and coordination became much worse; high-difficulty jiu-jitsu strangulation moves that I could easily perform in the ring before are now very laborious to execute.

But on a Warhammer battlefield where only firepower coverage and heavy sword hacking are emphasized, this shouldn't have any negative impact."

"Secondly, after the organ implantation, the system will apply a mandatory one-day Weakness Buff.

During this time, you will have a continuous high fever.

According to that NPC Apothecary, this is a normal gene rejection reaction.

Whether you can successfully change classes depends entirely on whether you can survive these twenty-four hours."

"After surviving that, it's the exaggerated growth period!

During this time, you need to eat like crazy to replenish energy.

Under the influence of those artificial hormones, the Strength and Constitution attributes on the panel will skyrocket like a rocket!

But as I said before, Agility and Dexterity attributes will be deducted accordingly.

I might be rambling a bit, but as long as you can understand this balance mechanism, that's fine."

"Finally, let's focus on the experience after implanting the Black Carapace and connecting to the Power Armor!" John Cena's text revealed excitement,

"Because after my transformation, my height directly approached three meters.

The NPC assigned me a set of Terminators Power Armor that was so old the paint was peeling.

The magical thing is, after putting on this one-ton iron lump, not only did my body not feel heavy, but it felt as light as wearing a tight-fitting long-sleeved T-shirt!"

"Moreover, due to the neural connection of the Black Carapace, I could even clearly feel the breeze brushing against the surface of the Power Armor!

At the same time, the built-in auxiliary fire control aiming system was unlocked directly on the helmet's visor—point and shoot!"

"Overall, becoming a Big Guy has its pros and cons.

At the very least, there is one point: after changing classes, you have a faction affiliation and have to follow these NPC veterans running around in the void every day; it's not as free as being a solo player before.

I haven't had time to test some of the other newly unlocked skills.

I'll update everyone after I'm done testing."

Penny scrolled to the end of the post, gave it a like, and commented "666, Big Boss."

Then he exited the interface, preparing to check out other gossip posts.

Just at this moment.

As the forum page refreshed, a newly posted thread instantly caught his attention.

The title of the post was somewhat inexplicable: [Brothers, I have successfully obtained the qualification to become a Witch Hunter!].

The poster was another player: [Golden Big Guy].

Penny clicked in and found that this post was very short, with basically no substantial long-winded discussion.

It was just a simple boast, saying that he suddenly received a secret questionnaire yesterday, and after filling it out, he inexplicably unlocked this hidden qualification called [Witch Hunter].

Seeing this, Penny was confused.

"Witch Hunter? There's this class in the game?" Penny scratched his head, "How come I didn't receive any damn questionnaire?"

Clicking on the comment section below, it was clear that quite a few players felt the same confusion.

[I Have Flash So What To Fear] replied instantly on the second floor:

"What questionnaire? What the hell is a Witch Hunter? Damn, such big new content, how come we old players didn't hear a whisper about it?"

[Player Pi She] on the fifth floor was indignant:

"This shady operation again! This game definitely has shady dealings! The developers must be giving special treatment to certain people again; I'm going to report this to the Central authorities by real name!"

Just when everyone was arguing, [Little Bird Vodka] gave a reliable explanation on the tenth floor:

"Hehe, stop arguing. I just privately messaged a dozen players who received the qualification and summarized the pattern! This questionnaire is mainly sent by the system to those solo players who haven't joined large guilds, as well as lore-focused players who particularly like to study the Warhammer background while doing missions and love playing puzzle-solving games!"

"As for this so-called Witch Hunter.

I've synthesized their intelligence and guess that this is most likely a new composite special class released by the official team that is similar to the Empire's Grey Knights combined with the FBI Investigation Bureau!

They don't participate in wars normally, specializing in handling psychic corruption incidents, and I heard that in specific situations, their faction authority is extremely high!"

[Liver Emperor] replied in surprise below:

"Damn? There can be such a good thing? No need to go to the front lines to die, and you can still show off?"

The poster Golden Big Guy also personally entered the fray to clarify:

"Everyone, don't get excited.

It's actually not that exaggerated.

The system prompt said that only when facing a daemon arrival or discovering deep Warp corruption incidents can we temporarily invoke high authority.

Under normal circumstances, our daily authority is not even as high as a low-level NPC officer in charge of logistics."

Penny scrolled through the comment section for a while and got a rough understanding of this suddenly popped-up hidden class.

However, he didn't take it too seriously.

Who cares about Space Marines or Witch Hunters; what could be more fulfilling than growing wheat in the game?

Penny yawned and threw his phone on the coffee table.

He adjusted his posture comfortably on the leather sofa, picked up the holographic VR helmet beside him, put it on his head, and chose to log in directly.