neuro sama x warhammer 40k - Chapter 6 - neuroisthebest (2025)

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The base echoed with the sounds of machinery groaning back to life under Vedal’s direction. The once-abandoned factory, with its maze of conveyor belts, assembly lines, and dormant servitor stations, now buzzed with activity. Vedal had spent the past few days reprogramming its ancient systems to follow his commands, all while muttering about the sorry state of its tech.

He stood in what was once the overseer’s control room, glaring at a cracked monitor that displayed the base’s layout.

“This whole place is a mess,”

he muttered, shaking his head.

“The wiring’s a disaster, half the servos are rusted through, and don’t even get me started on the power grid. How did anyone work with this junk?”

Neuro leaned against the doorframe, idly spinning one of her twin swords.

“I think it’s charming. All it needs is a little TLC—and by that, I mean total reconstruction.”

“I’m way ahead of you,”

Vedal grumbled, zooming in on a section of the map.

“This place isn’t just going to be a base. It’s going to be our ticket out of here. The whole thing’s getting a retrofit.”

Neuro raised an eyebrow.

“Wait, you’re turning this into a spaceship?”

“That’s the plan,”

Vedal said, gesturing toward the monitor.

“The factory’s big enough to churn out the components I need, and the structure’s sturdy enough to handle the conversion. It’s not going to be pretty, but it’ll work.”

“You sure about that? This place looks like it’s one sneeze away from collapsing,”

Neuro teased.

“It’s not ideal,”

Vedal admitted, “but there’s plenty of raw material to work with. And hey, beggars can’t be choosers.”

Neuro smirked.

“You’re really leaning into this whole ‘mad scientist’ vibe, huh? Next thing I know, you’ll be cackling and shouting ‘It’s alive!’”

“Only if it works,”

Vedal shot back.

Vedal’s vision for the base was ambitious. He’d already begun modifying the assembly lines to produce reinforced plating, fuel tanks, and basic propulsion systems. It was far from the sleek, efficient designs he was used to, but it would suffice. The base’s central core, once a power station, was being repurposed into an engine room, and the factory floor was littered with half-built components that would eventually form the ship’s hull.

Neuro watched as a clunky servitor dragged a crate of scrap metal across the floor, its movements slow and unsteady.

“You know, I’d be more impressed if these guys didn’t look like they were about to fall apart.”

“They’re a work in progress,”

Vedal said, tinkering with a servo arm.

“I’ve been refitting them as I go, but the parts here are...”

He trailed off, gesturing vaguely.

“Garbage?”

Neuro offered.

“Generous,”

Vedal replied, frowning.

“Back in my day, this stuff wouldn’t even qualify as scrap. But it’s all we’ve got, so I’ll make it work.”

“And you will,”

Neuro said, hopping onto a nearby crate.

“Because if you don’t, we’re stuck here, and I might actually die of boredom.”

As the factory continued to churn, Neuro took a break from her usual antics to poke through the base’s archives. She’d found a data slate labeled “Warp Phenomena” earlier that day, and curiosity had gotten the better of her.

“Hey, Zen-Zen,”

she called, waving the slate as the servo skull floated into the room.

“What’s this ‘warp’ thing? It sounds spooky.”

Zenthix’s optics glowed faintly.

“The Warp is the immaterium, a realm of chaos and madness. It is the foundation of faster-than-light travel, but it is also home to unspeakable horrors.”

Neuro’s eyes lit up.

“Ooh, horrors? Like what?”

“Demons,”

Zenthix said flatly.

“Nightmarish entities that prey upon the souls of mortals. To traverse the Warp is to invite peril at every turn.”

“Sounds fun,”

Neuro said, grinning.

“So, it’s like a haunted house, but, you know, in space.”

Zenthix bristled.

“It is no laughing matter! The Warp is a grave threat to all who rely on it. To treat it so casually is to court disaster.”

“Relax, Zen-Zen,”

Neuro said, leaning against the wall.

“I’m just trying to get the full picture here. So you’re saying humanity’s survival depends on tossing themselves into this chaos soup and hoping for the best?”

“In crude terms, yes,”

Zenthix said stiffly.

“Wow,”

Neuro said, shaking her head.

“And I thought we were dysfunctional.”

The factory hummed around them, a symphony of clanging metal and whirring machinery. Neuro watched with a mix of amusement and curiosity, her mind already spinning with possibilities. The galaxy was a mess, but with Vedal at the helm and her swords at the ready, they’d carve their own path—one scrap at a time.

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