Warhammer: Raising an Army from the Start, and the Necron Maidservant Throws Herself at Me

Qin Lin transmigrates into the Warhammer World and becomes the “Second Primarch,” mercilessly erased from history by the Emperor.

Everyone thinks he was sealed away because his genes had a fatal flaw. Then Qin Lin awakens after ten thousand years of slumber and slaps his hand down on the throne of a Necron Overlord.

Green light flashes. The throne’s core matrix splits on the spot, and before the eyes of the entire universe, it gives birth to a bewitching “fleet of liquid-metal mecha maids”!

Qin Lin finally understands. The Emperor erased him back then simply because his “conceptual assimilation and procreation” ability was just too freaking absurd for Warhammer’s bleak, brutal world!

While other Legions are still short on gear and supplies, and watching their backs against their brothers, Qin Lin’s Second Legion undergoes a complete change of style:

They crush the Tyranid Swarm, and the Tyranid Queen immediately throws herself at him, commanding tens of billions of adorable Tyranid girls to open up the wasteland and grow rice;

They beat Bloodthirsters to a pulp, and the Greater Daemons split off into tsundere little daemons who spend every day clamoring to cut off the Chaos God’s skull and give it to Qin Lin as an ashtray;

The sages of the Adeptus Mechanicus witness a miracle, all acknowledge him as their father, and cry out, “Flesh is weak! Assimilation brings ascension!”

As the Chaos army closes in to encircle him, Qin Lin leans back on his throne and sips tea brewed by a Necron maid. “We can fight, but I refuse to work overtime. Chaos Gods, have you ever heard of emotional value?”