I Asked You to Do Research, So Why Is This a Warhammer Story?

Lu Chen, a transmigrator, was forced to repair a plasma core worth thirty million yuan on his first day at the National Frontier Technology Research Institute.

The whole team was waiting for a laugh, while the stern female team leader, Su Ya, prepared to sign his dismissal notice.

He pulled out a candle, some machine oil, and a brass gear, then began reciting a prayer to the device.

“You call that research?”

“Calming the machine spirit is the first step in research.”

Three days later, the malfunction was gone and energy consumption had dropped by thirty percent. The military came knocking as soon as word got out.

While the institute's traditional scientists were still fighting over funding for solar panels, Lu Chen's blueprints already featured

A Faith Stabilizer, which could use a burning candle to boost any device's stability to 99.9%.

A boltgun blueprint: .75 caliber, with rocket-propelled ammunition. The military representatives were dumbfounded.

An initial chainsword design, submitted for approval under the name “high-frequency industrial cutting tool.” The director's hand shook as he signed it.

Su Ya was forced to wear red robes as his assistant, recording experimental data while questioning her entire understanding of science.

When foreign spies infiltrated the institute to investigate “China's latest energy technology,” they broke into the safe, only to find

A gene-seed modification plan, a process for turning servitors into cyborgs, and “Preliminary Investigation into the Feasibility of Warp Communications.”

The spy fell to his knees: “What on earth are you building?!”

Then one day, a real rift to another world appeared in the sky above the Pacific Ocean.

Looking at the ultimate technology unlocked on his System panel, the blueprint for an Imperial-class battleship, Lu Chen silently put on his red robes.

“Praise the machine.”