Praise the Machine: Why Scientific Research Led Me to Warhammer

Lu Chen, a transmigrator, finds himself thrust into the National Institute of Frontier Sciences, where his very first assignment is repairing a thirty-million-credit plasma core. While his colleagues wait for him to fail and his stern female supervisor, Su Ya, prepares his termination letter, Lu Chen pulls out a handful of candles, engine oil, and brass gears, and begins reciting liturgical chants to the machine. Three days later, the malfunction is entirely resolved, and energy consumption drops by thirty percent—attracting the immediate attention of the military. While traditional scientists argue over funding for solar panels, Lu Chen’s blueprints begin producing "faith stabilizers" that push equipment stability to 99.9% simply by burning candles, .75-caliber bolters with rocket-propelled warheads that leave military brass speechless, and chainswords disguised as high-frequency industrial cutting tools. As foreign spies infiltrate the facility to steal China's latest energy secrets, they break into the safe only to find gene-seed modification protocols, servitor cyborg-conversion procedures, and a preliminary feasibility study on warp communication. When a genuine otherworldly rift finally tears open above the Pacific Ocean, Lu Chen calmly equips his red robes, looks at the newly unlocked Imperial-class battleship blueprint on his system interface, and whispers: "Praise the Machine."