“！！！”

Lu Mingfei woke up suddenly, and subconsciously wanted to grab the chainsaw sword and explosive pistol beside him.

But he was empty.

Although the surroundings were dim, there was no smell of blood, no gunshots, no alien roars......

There is only calm and tranquility.

The moonlight poured into the windowsill, and unknown creatures chirped softly in the green trees and plants outside the window.

There was the sound of machinery in his ears, which kept the place he was at a comfortable temperature.

“…… I...... Got home? ”

"Or ...... Is it all a dream? ”

As if something was stuck in his throat, Lu Mingfei's nose was sour, and then he burst into tears.

In a haze, he noticed the glowing screen in front of him.

On the filthy and filthy fungus carpet, the living creatures of ugliness and disgust give birth to one hideous and profane creature after another.

Lu Mingfei's breathing was suddenly short, and the pictures in his mind flashed rapidly:

The hideous insects spread all over the mountains and fields like a tide, and one brother after another was torn apart and swallowed by the insect swarm one after another;

In the end, he was the only one left, roaring "For the Emperor" and launched a desperate charge against the swarm.

"Bang!"

——

Lu Mingze, who was asleep, was awakened by a sudden noise.

Turning on the light, he saw his cousin's fierce look as if he was about to kill.

And the old laptop screen shared by the two of them was smashed out of a hole, and it was hanging on Lu Mingfei's arm at this time.

April 22, 2007 0:27 AM.

"Lu Mingfei! What are you crazy about in the middle of the night! ”

"You just play the game secretly, and smash the computer like this! Do you know how much it costs to buy a new one? ”

"Can't you just let me save some snacks? Narusawa he's going to use the computer to study tomorrow! ”

……

The aunt in pajamas raised her eyebrows and scolded Lu Mingfei angrily.

But Lu Mingfei just sat there with his head bowed with a dull face, not saying a word.

Even the bleeding wound on his arm that was cut by a fragment of the screen was unaware of it.

In the end, the uncle, who was yawning again and again, noticed that something was wrong with Lu Mingfei, and pulled back the aunt who had drunk a large glass of water and was about to scold the second round:

"Okay, stop scolding, didn't you see that Mingfei's mental state was wrong!"

"Could it be that the high school entrance examination is approaching, and the pressure is too great and I am mentally disturbed!"

"If he's insane, he can't smash the computer!"

The aunt glared at him.

"Okay, okay, what's the matter tomorrow, don't you make a joke here in the middle of the night...... Hah-"

Uncle yawned again, he was too sleepy.

"I'm really convinced of you, you really don't know how expensive firewood and rice are, do you know how much a laptop costs......"

The aunt chattered dissatisfiedly.

"Mom! So what if I'm going to use the computer tomorrow! ”

Lu Mingze shouted.

"Got it, tomorrow Mom will take you to the computer city for a new one!"

Lu Mingze's fleshy round face showed a hint of joy, he had long wanted to replace this old and backward IBM notebook.

But he didn't want to speak, he didn't expect his cousin's sudden madness tonight to make him get his wish.

After speaking, the aunt looked at Lu Mingfei again:

"The money to buy a computer will be deducted from your living expenses! And your pocket money is also canceled ......"

As soon as the lights were turned off, the uncles, aunts and cousins all went back to their rooms to continue sleeping.

Because of Lu Mingfei's unstable mental state, Lu Mingze locked the door, afraid that his head would be smashed next.

The living room returned to darkness and calm, leaving Lu Mingfei alone to continue to sit in the chair.

After a long time, his body trembled slightly, and tears flowed down his face:

"It's not a fantasy...... I'm really back......"

He finally returned to his hometown, which haunted him.

For this reason, Lu Mingfei has been waiting for too long.

From the soul to that desperate universe, it began to become a human slave tortured by orcs.

Like a walking corpse, he survived three years of struggling in purgatory every day.

Until one day, a group of noble angelic warriors landed on this planet and fought a bloody battle against the orcs of the entire planet for their lowly slaves who were not even as good as ants.

He witnessed the reluctance of these noble warriors to abandon them and their insistence on leading them out of the river of blood;

He witnessed that the human slaves did not want these noble warriors to be buried with him, and knelt down en masse and begged them to take their children out of this hell and die voluntarily;

He witnessed a weeping warrior having his head cut off by an orc in order to save him.

After the evacuation of the weeping group by luck, Lu Mingfei did not have half a point of joy, and spent every day in painful remorse:

"You are all big fools to die to save a waste like me......"

He began to masochistically demand to train himself, from a handyman to a warband......

Then he was chosen by the leader of the Weeper War, so that he inherited the genetic seed and glory of the Weeper warrior who died for him, and became an Astarte.

"Why did you choose a waste ...... like me?"

"Destiny...... Maybe it's your eyes that I see his shadow. I want you to inherit his seed and let our brother return in another way. ”

After surviving nineteen body modification surgeries and various cruel trials.

Lu Mingfei has changed from a low and thin slave to a warrior more than two meters tall with a superhuman body-

Astarte.

It is also awe-inspiring to be called "the emperor's angel of death".

In the next one hundred and seven years of tragic expeditions, Lu Mingfei fought his way out of the sea of blood in the corpse mountain and became the champion warrior of the Weeping Warrior Band.

Together with his fellow brothers, he faced all evil enemies with a noble will of faith.

Until the end, the warband was able to evacuate tens of thousands of humans.

A bitter ground battle was waged against the hive fleet that wanted to devour the entire planet's biomass.

In order to cover the safe evacuation of his brothers and human refugees, Lu Mingfei led a tactical team to face the Tyranid Zerg, which was tens of thousands of times his own.

I thought that I would sleep forever and return to the Golden Throne.

But I never thought that I would return to my hometown.

"That man is mine...... Uncle ......"

"That woman ......"

Lu Mingfei worked hard to dig out the connection between the two men and one woman just now and himself from that dusty memory.

Time can make people forget a lot, especially for Lu Mingfei, who has been fighting bloody battles with fierce enemies in the universe for nearly a hundred years.

His impression of his hometown was that it was a paradise world without war.

And myself there are parents and loved ones.

After pondering for a long time, Lu Mingfei got up and walked to the bathroom.

Clumsily fumbling with the switch to turn on the light, Lu Mingfei saw his young and immature face in the mirror.

His biological age is now only 16 years old.

It is also a peaceful society that pursues science and progress, and has perfect laws to protect its citizens.

Although it has a magnificent history of 40,000 years and a territory that spans most of the galaxy, it is a dystopian and decadent human empire that combines high centralization, religious rule, extreme militarism, and extreme xenophobia.

"It's time to readjust to this society......"

Lu Mingfei took a deep breath, glad in his heart that he had controlled his emotions.

Most of the Astarte warriors, as well as the warbands, have an attitude of indifference or even disgust towards ordinary people-

Even before undergoing makeover surgery, they were ordinary people.

Fortunately, the Weepers are one of the few warbands that have a particularly gentle attitude towards mortals.

In addition, Lu Mingfei also served as the Holy Blood Priest of the War Group before becoming the champion of the war group, so he can control his emotions well under normal circumstances.

If it were Astarte fighters from other warbands, I am afraid that just now, my uncle's family would have been killed on the spot.