Warhammer: I don't want to become a stinky can!

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At the very edge of Mushroom Plains stands a colossal statue of Death, beneath which the greenskin leaders from various departments and the Psykers of this planet gather to select these promising youngsters.

Of course, the head of the Ministry of Agriculture, "Wawa," will complete the first round of greening selection as soon as these new green skins are dragged out of the ground.

Under the watchful eye of Death, touch his face!, the greenskin leaders will first have a fun fight, and the winning greenskin leader will have the first chance to choose his minions.

Today's victor is the "Big Daddy" of the industrial group. He looks on with satisfaction at these newbies who have just crawled out of the ground, their minds still a bit dazed. After watching the bosses' fight, these newbies have also started waaagh! waaagh! waaagh!

It decisively chose the good-looking boys and shouted happily, "Waaagh! For touching his face!"

The boys chosen by the bosses have to salute the statue of Death—specifically, by receiving their first weapon and then fighting each other under the statue.

The elders feared death, so the younger ones feared death too. They listened to their elders tell stories of death while shouting "waaagh!"

It is said that the giant, green Grim Reaper boss went to challenge the world's biggest and greenest stinky lump all by himself, and he won!

It is said that the green and huge Grim Reaper boss is in charge of death. Whoever he wants to die will die. He can kill greenskins with a single thought!

It is said that Death has dispatched his strongest, most powerful, most domineering, and most waaagh! underworld boss to lead them in a massive, earth-shattering waaaaagh!!!

Although the kids didn't understand the relationship between Death and Brother Mao, in their eyes, Death was green and big, and Brother Mao and Brother Mao were green and big—so naturally the two were related.

After most of the new recruits had been selected, the leaders took them back to their respective work areas.

There are a total of five departments and two groups on this planet: the Department of Agriculture, the Department of Industry, the Department of Recycling, the Department of Research, the Department of War, the Inspectorate Group, and the Psionic Group.

The Ministry of Industry and the Ministry of Agriculture are the two largest ministries. The Ministry of Agriculture occupies half of the plains on this planet, while the other half of the plains and mountains are the territory of the Ministry of Industry.

The towering industrial machines roared day and night, clanging and banging, as the assembly line flowed forward, producing countless weapons that the boys longed for.

Slogans written on large red plastic banners were everywhere, hanging high on scaffolding and machinery, fluttering gently in the wind.

"Do it! Do it! Do it! Waaagh! Waaagh! Waaagh!"

"Go all out! Go all out!"

"We'll work like crazy during the day and burn the midnight oil at night. We won't stop until the Milky Way explodes!"

The guys working here were promised free rein to take whatever was produced on the assembly line—but they couldn't waste or destroy it, or the inspection team would turn it into fertilizer.

So, in order to get something even more amazing, these guys will rack their brains to make the assembly line even more powerful.

A day and night on this planet is 27 hours long, with two shifts. They work for 15 hours, catch and eat fart spirits for 2 hours, and fight and rest for 10 hours.

The industrial zone was also divided into different areas, and war would break out between the areas as soon as work ended—but the machinery could not be damaged, or the inspection team would appear.

Every ten days, under the leadership of the War Department, the Industry Department, Agriculture Department, Recycling Department, and Psionic Group will have a major shutdown and a massive waaagh. Under the red eyes of the Black Boss, all the greens will throw themselves into the massive melee that takes place every ten days!

At this time, the research department will proactively update the production line and observe the actual application of their new war machines in actual combat.

After a day and a night of intense activity, thanks to the efforts of the recycling department, the green field will become much more fertile again, and new lads will grow back in droves, even more abundant than those that died!

Of course, all the greens believe that their current life is merely the prelude to the great WAAAAAGH. Under the guidance of Death and the Black Boss, they will eventually fly out of this planet and conquer the galaxy! Bringing death to all races!

WAAAAAAAAGH！ ！ ！

Hades, on the other hand, said that he was a real expert at growing mushrooms.

Looking around, this batch of green-skinned people had grown more than two or three times larger than when he first arrived, and their numbers had also increased rapidly.

Hades thought, "If humanity were this long-lived, the human empire would probably have already swept across the galaxy by now."

Aside from days of chaotic battles and mobilization, Hades spent most of his time with the Research Department and the War Department, personally guiding them in scientific research and training larger and stronger Greenskins.

Aside from the fact that the greenskin technology, such as the Battle Moon, is an absolute glitch and cannot be unlocked, the greenskin technology on this planet has already made a leap forward.

Black is the leader of the inspection team, responsible for leading his Greenskins to kill those who disobey.

Magnus then used psionic powers to conceal his true aura and eagerly went to the Psionic Group to teach the eccentric boy—the Primarch euphemistically calling it "observation and research on the use of greenskin psionic powers."

The three of them worked together and played a game of farm management.

Although sometimes farm operations require cutting green saplings, and cutting green saplings.

Finally, four and a half months later, the first group of Greenskins sent to the front lines returned, bringing back firsthand intelligence about the battle.

Two star systems away from their home planet, the Goff clan's greenskins are engaged in battle with the main force of the Tyranids.

Moving one more star system away, the Tyranids will reach the core planet of the Greenskin Empire within the Euctarius Sector.

The situation is not very optimistic. The Terran forces have reached an astonishing size. Even if the entire army is mobilized, plus Hades, it will be difficult to deal with this size of Terran forces.

The good news is that they can reclaim the neighboring galaxy first. According to the advance team, there are three planets in the neighboring galaxy suitable for the greens to grow up on.

The bad news is that there are other greenskin tribes up there.

“No,” the Black Boss said in a deep voice, sitting on the Black Throne, “this is a good thing, boys.”

"It's time for a massive WAAAAAAAAGH!!!"

Chapter 574 Undercurrents and Hunger

"If we can't get up to WAAAAAAAAGH, then we'll never get up to WAAAAAAAAGH!!!"

"It's time to show those cowards the power of death! Under Mortarion's leadership, we will launch an unprecedented massive WAAAAAAAAGH!!!"

"I know! Boss Mortalian can't wait any longer! We need to have a WAAAAAAAAGH right now!!!"

Bang! The gang leader slammed his hand on the strategy table. The heads of the other departments stood up in alarm, watching as the strategy table cracked and then crumbled into a pile of rubble.

"Hehehe, our research department's plasma matching game will definitely live up to the boss's mission!"

Big Tech Boss, with a fawning smile, spoke, while Big Tooth looked at him with a sullen expression. Just two months ago, the mob boss valued him more, but later, this newly appointed Big Tech Boss attracted most of the mob boss's attention.

"Our inspection team swears to be loyal to our boss to the death! For our boss!!!"

Black Butcher raised his reddish-black battle axe and roared. He was an absolutely brainless war maniac. Big Tooth thought that the inspection team was full of green-skinned kids like Black Butcher, war maniacs who had absolute worship for their boss.

With both leaders speaking, the remaining leaders weren't about to back down, and they all started swearing and making threats, and it looked like another fight was about to break out.

With a loud thud, the gang leader stood up and slammed one foot on the broken-down strategy table.

"Good!" said the gang leader. "They're all my good lads! Let's begin! Let the glory and fame of Mortarion, along with death, spread throughout the entire galaxy!!!"

"WAAAAAAAAGH!!!"

"Just so I could touch his face!!!"

"Wrong! It's Mortarion!!!"

The gang leader stomped his foot in anger, further weakening the already collapsed table. He berated them for their lack of education, then pointed at the butcher.

"You! You absolutely cannot call me wrong!"

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Beneath the vast sky, countless broken and scrap metal shuttles took off, and on the planet, beside the space station, flames lit up the sterns of the ships.

These ships are like the front half of a Squigrenade that has been sawed off, enlarged, and then fitted with an explosive array of cannons.

The greenskins of the Underworld Clan are practically ecstatic! They're about to launch a massive intergalactic war, witnessed by Death and the Black Boss!

But Big Tooth always felt that the mob boss wasn't as WAAAAAGH as the gangsters he led.

Inside the Death Trafficker's ship, Big Tooth stood silently beside the anxiously pacing gang leader.

The Black Butcher went on patrol to kill greenskins—he always loved killing greenskins, and the strange little stone was specially entrusted by the Black Boss to be kept safe by the psionic wizards.

Bright sunlight streamed in through the porthole, making the black boss's helmet appear gleaming white.

"Boss, are you alright?"

The big front tooth asked a question, but immediately regretted it, because the boss stopped and stared at it with his red eye, which could devour the souls of green-skinned creatures.

"are you hungry?"

The gang leader suddenly spoke up and asked,

“I’m not hungry,” Big Tooth answered truthfully. He had just eaten three farts and drunk a cup. The Black Boss ate the same things as them—and often ate more than them.

Besides the Black Butcher, the war maniac only ate fruit, so they had to build a separate foraging field for him.

“I’m hungry,” Hades said, his red eyes growing even more menacing. “I can’t get enough to eat, it’s either worms or mushrooms. I feel my soul protesting against me, and my stomach acid is burning my sanity like churning lava.”

“Boss,” said Big Tooth, “you’re speaking too formally, I don’t understand.”

The gang leader suddenly laughed. He walked closer to Fangya, his shadow falling on Fangya, who swallowed hard.

"You seem very intelligent."

Hades said softly, his front teeth swallowing again. He regretted that he had suddenly become concerned about the boss.

"But I'm afraid of the butcher, boss."

"That's terrifying, boss. Have you ever seen a butcher meticulously chop a green sardine into minced meat, one axe stroke at a time? He even said it was for easy recycling."

"...So clever."

Hades said, as if deep in thought, that the big front tooth was afraid that the black boss would kill it the next moment and then eat it.

"Boss,"

It said sincerely,

“I swear I will follow you to the end of WAAAAAAAAGH—you and Mortalian have brought us the great WAAAAGH that we may never see in our lifetime, and I will die without regret for it.”

The big front tooth was telling the truth. It believed that as long as it stayed by the side of the mob boss—even though the mob boss was mysterious—it would one day experience a WAAAAAAAAGH that would make the galaxy tremble.

Furthermore, although the mob boss sometimes intimidates the green-skinned people, he is very loyal, incredibly powerful, and hundreds of times more powerful than Big Mouth.

The gang leader sighed.

"I never expected to hear such words from a green-skinned man."

"Boss, you let it slip—but I didn't hear anything."

The black boss chuckled a few times, seemingly surprised by what the man with the large front teeth had said.

"Only with you," the mob boss said in a good mood, "you're a good lad, I believe you."

He patted the shoulder of the man with the front teeth, "Work hard, I'll take you on a waaaagh."

"Thank you for your trust, boss."

The guy with the big front teeth said, "Boss, lead us to waaagh, and we'll follow you."

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【Amigidon】

"They're gone?"

Commissar Arek asked incredulously, while the soldiers beside him nodded firmly.

"What on earth is the Bonebreaker up to?" the old political commissar muttered, immediately taking the battle report sent by the Astral Army to read.

The Bonebreaker led most of his army away, while Arek's tracking force brought back unbelievable information.

As if guided by some unseen force, the Bonebreaker army arrived at a desolate planet—

Immediately afterwards, as if some mechanism had been activated, countless metal skeleton robots crawled out from the planet's underground, and the Bonebreaker immediately engaged them in battle.

That was a battle hundreds of times more intense than the one fought on Amighiddon.

Then, a huge spatial fluctuation occurred, according to the tracking team members who managed to return.

They saw a raging monster being released from a huge green tombstone, accompanied by a fleeting glimpse of silk.

Realizing the situation was dire, the tracking team immediately turned back.

On the return journey, the soldiers also interrogated the captured green-skinned creatures. They put one of the green-skinned creatures in a cage and prevented it from fighting for a week, while also making it engage in childish and boring two-person wrestling in front of it.

A week later, the greenskin who claimed he would never betray the Bonecrushers broke down and told them everything.

"The leader of the Bonebreakers received instructions from Brother Gao and Brother Mao: we're going to fight the big black monster."

The Greenskins said this, and then revealed the destination of their expedition—the Euclius Sector.

The Octarius Sector… Commissar Arek frowned. He knew that sector was a major headache for the Empire, with countless commissars gathered there to discuss how to safely resolve the conflict.

Simply put, that sector is surrounded by the human world, the innermost layer is the abandoned world, and further in is the area where the Orks and Tyranids fight each other.

If at this moment, the Bonebreaker forces tear open the human world's encirclement from the outside... and release the two alien armies inside the sector—

The consequences would be unimaginable.

This is something the human empire cannot afford.