Chapter 7 I'm Not a Soda Can

The more Liu Haodong looked at the Space Marines of the World Eaters Legion, the more he felt like the human cannon fodder in StarCraft.

  This made Liu Haodong even more panicked. Could this Warhammer 40 world be the previous game of StarCraft?

  Foreign companies like to do this. When an IP becomes popular, they develop various predecessors, sequels, or branches.

  Liu Haodong has only played the game StarCraft, and has no idea what the worldview of StarCraft is.

  But the reason why StarCraft is called "StarCraft" is that it shouldn't be limited to one galaxy like the human empire here, right?

  No, Teacher Dill said, don't completely trust the information you know.

  The world in the reincarnation game is the real world.

  There are definitely differences between the real world and the things in movies and anime.

  Maybe the 50-dollar good brothers were originally elite, but they were deliberately made into rookie units for the sake of game balance. Are the real 50-dollar good brothers really strong?

  All this was just his guess. As for the World Eater warriors just now, Liu Haodong didn't know if it was his illusion. The size of those power armor warriors felt much larger than ordinary people.

  It feels like even without power armor, the person inside would not be less than 2.2 meters tall. With power armor on, he would probably be 2.5 meters tall.

  In the technological world, they should have had their bodies strengthened or transformed, just like Captain America. Otherwise, why aren't those political officers and guards so tall?

  As soon as the World Eaters warriors left, Liu Haodong and others, led by the political officer, left the arena and headed to the training base a few kilometers away.

  Recruits from other arenas also gathered together and entered the huge training base.

  The training base has a large space inside, and many people of similar age to them are training, but there are not many of them.

  Liu Haodong and the other reserve recruits still retain some of the innocence and curiosity of teenagers.

  But most of these peers who are training have very cold and fierce eyes.

  The administrative officer introduced: "They are reserve recruits just like you, but they are reserve recruits selected from other planets and came some time before you."

  This time the dormitory is no longer a large warehouse, but a dozen or so people per room . Liu Hao and Waldo were assigned to a dormitory with bunk beds.

  The political officer left after dividing the dormitories.

  Liu Haodong was just about to take a rest when he noticed Waldo walking towards him.

  "Is something wrong?"

  "Do you have time? Let's chat!"

  He didn't know what Waldo was going to do, but Liu Haodong agreed.

  The two of them left the dormitory and walked outside the dormitory area. Waldo suddenly started talking to himself.

  "The natives here may not be able to tell, but we players, if we don't hide it deliberately, can still tell it."

  This made Liu Haodong, who came out with curiosity, immediately become expressionless.

  Waldo's words were obviously dissatisfied with Liu Haodong's intention to hide the player's identity.

  Just kidding, although I have eavesdropped on a lot of information from you, do you know you very well?

  As for your virtue of deliberately concealing information when chatting with Odd, who knows whether you are human or ghost.

  Moreover, in the novice world, everyone is grouped together by country or ethnic group. Liu Haodong and Waldo are neither from the same country nor the same ethnic group.

  who do you think You Are?

  Seeing that Liu Haodong didn't speak, Waldo seemed to explain: "There are many people with East Asian looks among 100,000 people, but there are not many people with East Asian looks as obvious as you, and after three games, there are even fewer who are unscathed. "

  Actually, I just want to give it a try. If you agree to come out with me, you will most likely be a player."

  Seeing that Waldo kept talking and wanted to continue talking, Liu Haodong said decisively: "Well, so, What do you want from me?"

  Waldo stopped, his expression a little surprised, but for a moment, the two fell into silence. He also understood that the East Asian player in front of him had not taken the initiative to find other players before, so he must not want to be with other players. Player contact.

  "People from the Dragon Kingdom?" Waldo suddenly asked.

  "..." Liu Haodong frowned and looked at Waldo.

  In the world of full-time hunters, everyone defaults not to inquire about other players' information. What is going on with this Waldo?

  Or is it that the newcomer world he is in doesn't have this unspoken rule?

  Seeing that Liu Haodong didn't speak, but instead frowned and stared at him, Waldo said to himself: "It seems that he is from the Dragon Kingdom."

  Then he continued: "I don't mean anything else, I just want to ask you, have you ever met me? " The other two people together."

  "Which two people?"

  Since Liu Haodong stated that he did not want to contact other players, he certainly could not admit that he had paid attention to their affairs before.

  She couldn't even take the initiative to tell him that she had eliminated Ruan Guang from the competition.

  "A black man named Ode and a Southeast Asian named Ruan Guang. If you meet them, just tell them that you and I are in the same dormitory."     Liu Haodong nodded.

  The two fell into silence again and stopped walking forward. Liu Haodong turned around and went back to the dormitory, while Waldo continued walking out, not knowing what to do.

  A few hours later, Waldo came back with a bad expression. I wonder if it was because he couldn't find the other two people.

  It didn't take long for the reserve recruits to be gathered again by the political affairs officer. This time Liu Haodong and his 1,000 people were arranged into the last few rows.

  When everyone was gathered together, the administrative officer did not speak, as if waiting for something.

  After a while, 10 World Eaters warriors without power armor walked into the training ground.

  This was Liu Haodong's first time seeing a World Eater warrior without power armor, and it was exactly as he had guessed.

  In the unarmored state, every World Eater warrior is very tall and muscular. There are some things on the surface of the body that look like data interfaces, and there are things like metal tubes on their heads.

  Just standing there, these warriors brought a sense of physical and psychological oppression to the teenagers in the hive world.

  Liu Haodong would not believe it if he said that such a body had not been transformed.

  The leading World Eater warrior said something to the political officer who bowed his head in salute. His voice was low and repressed. Liu Haodong was far away and could not hear clearly.

  The Administrative Officer informed through the radio that each Lord World Eater would train 1,000 reserve recruits. After each thousand-man team was assigned, he would follow a Lord World Eater and leave for the training ground.

  In the end, all the World Eaters warriors left, leaving only Liu Haodong and his 1,000 people at a loss.

  The political affairs officer didn't explain anything, and no one in Liu Haodong's thousand-man squadron dared to ask.

  After waiting for more than ten minutes, some people started to get anxious, and some whispered, have they been eliminated?

  This made many people panic. Some people said that those who were eliminated before would become slaves of the legion, which made many people happy.

  There was a sound of heavy footsteps in the distance, and Blinken, the pharmacist of the World Eaters Legion, strode in.

  "The rest of you, follow me!"

  After greeting, the political officer immediately called for everyone to follow.

  A thousand people followed the political officer, and the political officer followed Blinken.

  I didn't know where I had arrived, and I saw a large piece of stuff that looked like a dormant warehouse in a movie.

  "I'm a legion pharmacist. I'm going to do the physical examination for you new recruits."

  The administrative officer arranged for people to enter the equipment for testing. Not long after, some of the detectors turned on green lights, some turned on red lights, and a light flashed on the panel in front of the detectors. Arrange data.

  All reserve recruits with red lights were judged to be unqualified.

  Some of the unqualified ones suddenly became furious. A boy who was obviously born in a nest came out with a blushing face and shouted.

  "Why do you deprive us of the qualifications of recruits? Why don't we have a physical examination when others don't?"

  "Don't think I didn't see it when I came here. They were all training. How could we have a physical examination as soon as we came here? I Son of the noble Maltra family, I will never be a slave!"

  Bang!

  A gunshot rang out, and the person who took action was the political officer who had been leading the team with an expressionless face.

  "Next batch."

  The political affairs officer put away his gun expressionlessly, and then continued to direct others to enter the detector.

  Blinken didn't even look over there.

  The body was dragged away by the servitor from the corner, and the servitor also thoughtfully wiped away the blood stains.

  The clean and tidy metal floor looked like nothing had happened.

  At this moment, Liu Haodong felt a strong sense of discomfort. It wasn't until it was his turn to enter the testing machine that he figured out what the reason was.

  They really treated the young men who were titheed as slaves.

  It was as if what they had just killed was not a human being, but a cheap can used as a target.

  When he walked into the detector and had various small instruments attached to his body, Liu Haodong thought to himself: Am I also a can?

  The test was very fast. As soon as Liu Haodong entered the detector, various small instruments were attached to his body. He didn't know what they were testing. It didn't take long for the instrument to turn on the green light.

  Passed.

  "I'm not a can!"

  (End of chapter)