"If Cortana could have a physical form, she would definitely become a popular idol of the Imperium."
"After all, who wouldn't like a cute loli angel!"
Alex observed Cortana and nodded with satisfaction.
"Master."
Cortana's words pulled Alex, whose thoughts were wandering, back to Holy Terra (Earth/Reality).
"Cortana, what can you do at this stage?"
Cortana extended her fingers and began counting.
"I can absorb knowledge, optimize designs, improve computing power models, control unmanned intelligent machines, reverse-engineer technology, and so on."
"If I have enough materials, I can even upgrade the Imperial Glory into a more powerful warship."
"Moreover, Cortana is highly bound to Master, and we can share each other's abilities and powers."
"There are many things I can do; just give the command, Master."
Alex stroked his chin.
This was clearly an alternative cheat code.
Putting aside everything else, just the ability to reverse-engineer technology was enough to defy the heavens.
The Imperium has so many black technologies.
If they could all be reverse-engineered and mass-produced.
Why worry about not being able to unify the galaxy and restore humanity's past glory?
Not to mention distant goals, just consider the Blackstone Fortress and Phalanx ships; if seven or eight hundred of them were built.
Throughout the entire galaxy, who would dare to speak loudly to him?
He guaranteed that the various races currently clamoring for war would henceforth be able to sing and dance, and love peace.
Even the Silent King and Abaddon would be nothing more than petty, easily defeated foes.
"Cortana, starting today, you are responsible for guiding the God Chosen, assigning them tasks, and calculating task rewards."
"The contribution point system, reputation system, and honor system, and other player-related areas, are all entrusted to you."
"As for research tasks, you should first optimize the Tomorrow Series of exoskeleton power armor."
"My requirement is that it must be cheap and durable, suitable for mass deployment to ordinary soldiers."
The current Imperial Army's equipment is truly lacking.
Many wars can only be won by sacrificing lives.
They were even mocked by the T'au, who called them 'space barbarians.'
Alex planned to start with Planet Atoma.
To change things little by little, allowing humanity to regain technology and reason.
When hundreds of millions of Astra Militarum soldiers wearing exoskeleton armor and a magnificent fleet of Golems are sent to the Far East battlefield.
Alex hoped that the T'au would still maintain their current arrogance and disdain for the Imperium.
"Relevant computing power model has been established, optimizing the Tomorrow Series, estimated time: 32h21min."
"Contribution point system, reputation system, and honor point system have been taken over, and player-related tasks are being optimized."
Alex showed a satisfied expression, "Very good, you go busy yourself for now. I'll call you when I need something."
"Okay, Master."
Alex opened the projection and switched to the chat group interface.
The group members were very active, with more than 99 messages appearing in a minute.
At this moment, Cortana reappeared beside Alex.
"Master, do you need me to create a game official website for you? And handle its daily maintenance?"
"You can see the chat group?" Alex looked at Cortana, a little surprised.
Cortana explained, "Cortana and Master are highly bound, sharing life, soul, and all abilities."
"As long as Master allows me to connect, Cortana can connect to the other side."
Alex said, "Okay, build an official website. Using the chat group all the time, who knows when it might crash."
"Okay, Master, just a few minutes."
Cortana nodded obediently.
A few minutes later, an official website interface appeared in the projection.
"It's ready, Master."
The interface style was very simple, but it had all the basic elements.
There was also a large reservation option.
Alex checked it and was a little dissatisfied.
"The page is too empty. Put the data information of the Imperial Glory and Planet Atoma on it. Don't leave it completely blank."
"Okay."
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Cortana updated some data and functions according to Alex's ideas.
Allowing people who clicked in to understand the current game content.
After confirming there were no problems, Alex opened the group chat interface.
Corporate Slave Captured by the Emperor: "@everyone, the game's official website is officially launched. From now on, any updates, announcements, or data packs will be released on the official website."
"The official website has also opened reservations. When slots are released, they will be randomly selected from those who reserved. For professional testers, you no longer need to send applications to the administrators; just submit them directly to the official website, and a dedicated person will review them."
"A forum has also been opened. Everyone can post strategy Guides, tutorials, and insights. Posts that are highlighted will receive rewards."
"At the same time, the recording function has been enabled. Players can upload their recorded videos to the Imperial Glory database. If the evaluation is fine, they will be sent to the Players."
After speaking, Alex disappeared again.
"Holy crap, the official website is finally out."
"It seems this game developer is truly dedicated to making games and doesn't care about making money."
"The game has been in closed beta for over half a month, and the official website is just now launched. I can only say 666."
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Watching the messages in the group chat, Luo Baode immediately clicked into the official website.
The official website interface was very simple; the database only contained introductory information about the Imperial Glory, Planet Atoma, and other areas, while the rest was still blank.
"This game company really isn't interested in making money!!"
Luo Baode complained.
He clicked the reservation option, and when he saw the prompt: "Reservation successful, current reservations: 5500," his heart sank.
This time, there were six hundred slots, but several thousand people had reserved.
If chosen randomly, the probability was only a few tenths of a percent.
It was truly too difficult.
When would he finally be able to serve the Emperor!
In a university dormitory in Holy Terra (Earth/Reality).
Sam, who had just returned from class, opened the chat group and saw the official website update message.
There were also updated Guides from Players, as well as uploaded photos and videos.
His face immediately lit up with joy.
"I should have enough material. I can make another video for my Corporate Slave Captured by the Emperor series."
Last time, he used his blogger account, A Bowl of A Bowl of Lobster Soup, to make several videos about Warhammer OL.
They exploded in popularity upon release, gaining many fans.
He also received a reward from the Guide in the game, who said he had made a significant contribution to the Emperor.
The Guide also promised him that once things stabilized, he would be given a recruiting officer position.
Specifically responsible for recruiting soldiers for the Emperor and collecting currency.
"I really need to work hard."
Sam clearly knew how difficult it was to obtain a position in the game.
So far, only a handful of Players had successfully obtained positions.
They all had their own professional abilities or had made significant contributions.
Having a position was also very helpful for later development.
In a completely realistic game world, to advance to a higher level, one also had to start from the grassroots.
Today, he was only responsible for recruiting soldiers; tomorrow, he could be the commander of a large army.
Imperial Glory.
After observing the chat group for a while, Alex closed the group chat and official website interface.
He handed them over to Cortana to operate.
At this moment, a golden light screen appeared.
[Special Mission: Resurrect Roboute Guilliman
Reward: A generous amount of Faith Points, a legendary weapon]
[Special Mission: Resurrect Sanguinius
Reward: A generous amount of Faith Points, a legendary power armor]
[Special Mission:]
[Special Mission: Find the Lost Jaghatai
Reward: A generous amount of Faith Points, a divine weapon]
Alex initially thought he was seeing things, so he rubbed his eyes and looked again.
He found that the golden light screen was still suspended in front of him.
"Is the Emperor participating in a variety show called 'Where Did My Son Go?'"
"Why are the new special missions all about finding sons??"
"And why does it feel like there are more and more missions!!"
Alex silently complained.
The Emperor knew how to add burdens.
At first, his task was just to bring Corporate Slave Captured by the Emperor into the game to work.
When he reached level 10, the Emperor released a bunch of timed missions.
Now, he had also released special missions to retrieve the Primarch.
It truly was, the more capable you were, the more work you got.
Given this trend, if his level got even higher.
He feared that missions like conquering the Eye of Terror and the Great Vortex would appear.