Chapter 4 Black Robe Patrol
[Dear navigator, you have arrived in the new world]
[Duration of stay: 10 days]
[Anchor this world? ]
[If you want to fix the anchor point in this world, you need 1000 units of source power]
[Remaining source power: 0 units]
[Remaining energy: 0.1 unit]
[Please replenish your energy in time...]
The warning from the 'Navigator System' forced Alvin to consider replenishing his energy as soon as possible.
"Ten days is a bit too short." He pinched his brows habitually, raised his wrist, and looked at the 'Navigator System': "What is source power? What does anchor point mean? Also, if I replenish energy, can I extend my stay time?"
[Source power: exists in the life that is concerned by the origin of the world, and its decisions will mostly affect the direction of the world]
[Anchor World: After fixing the world anchor point, the navigator can return to the anchor world at any time without consuming energy. If carrying multiple people or items, additional energy will be consumed.]
[Dear navigator, please replenish your energy in time. Every 10 units of energy can allow you to stay in this world for one more day.]
Listening to the explanation of the 'Navigator System', Alvin's frown relaxed.
Source power, according to the description of the "Navigator", should refer to the protagonists, important supporting characters, and villains in the plot world.
As for the specific method to obtain it, it still requires slow exploration and there is no need to rush.
Eat one bite at a time and do things one thing at a time.
Alvin pinched his brows and said, "Sure enough, the biggest problem now is to replenish energy as soon as possible."
He was used to sorting things out and then dealing with them according to their urgency. This was an important experience he had accumulated from working part-time in his previous life.
After briefly reviewing his thoughts, Alvin roughly sorted out the next action plan.
First of all, we must find a way to solve the 'energy' problem so that we can stay longer.
Only when he has enough time can he continue with his next plan, or in other words, plan what he wants step by step according to the development of the plot.
Although he had almost forgotten the plot, Alvin still remembered the general key directions very clearly.
The Boys is an anti-superhero theme.
The biggest behind-the-scenes manipulator in the play, Vought Group, is ostensibly a pharmaceutical company, but its main business is to manage and operate hundreds of superheroes under its umbrella.
In this world, superheroes are no longer special cases, but a sought-after profession.
Many people are born with superpowers.
There are many different types of superpowers, and some have even been developed into jaw-dropping magical operations in the show.
Here, Alvin had to admire America. Some of their sex had broken the limits of human beings and was so free that it was comparable to that of the Eldar. Slaanesh was ecstatic.
Back to the topic.
Those who possess super powers go through layers of selection and eventually become members of the Vought Corporation.
Just like stars are heavily packaged, beautified, and promoted, with a thick personality attached to them, performing in front of the public to help Water Company make money.
But the truth is, Water Corporation possesses a drug called "Compound No. 5" that can stimulate human potential super powers.
In order to monopolize more discourse power, Water Corporation secretly injected this No. 5 compound into babies across the country, thus forging a large number of "natural" superhumans.
The so-called superheroes are actually man-made products!
Of course, Alvin doesn't care whether the superheroes are man-made or not. He only cares about the "Compound No. 5" in the play!
"We must find a way to get Compound No. 5."
Alvin secretly clenched his fists. He was determined to get Compound No. 5!
Injecting Compound No. 5 would have many side effects, but as a scavenger in the lower nest, he had no choice from the beginning!
Never overestimate the bottom line of scumbags, and don't have any expectations of them.
Because he knew very well that scumbags had no such thing as a "bottom line". They would just lie on your corpse like vultures, sucking your bones and marrow.
Until the last bit of value is completely squeezed out, and then his head is cut off like slaughtering an animal, used as an example to deter other scavengers.
Alvin didn't want to die worthlessly, without any dignity, like garbage, forgotten, stinking and rotting.
Compound No. 5 is an opportunity!
He must seize this opportunity and firmly hold his fate in his own hands!
"Black Robe Patrol, here I come!"
Alvin was full of confidence and strode out of the alley with his head held high.
very good!
A bright future is beckoning to him!
Although this step is only a small step for him personally, it is a big step for the entire Warhammer universe!
However, just as he stepped out of the alley, something hard pressed against Alvin's waist from behind.
Judging from the touch, it should be a gun.
Fortunately, it wasn't something else. Alvin felt inexplicably relieved.
I didn't expect to encounter their traditional culture as soon as I arrived in America. I am really lucky.
"Stop, boy, don't move if you don't want to die!"
The man who was holding the gun against his lower back was clearly in a bad mood, and growled hoarsely, "Take out all the valuables on you!"
Robbery?!
Alvin was completely speechless. To be honest, did he look like a wealthy person?
A scavenger from a den, apart from this piece of clothing which is not much better than rags, the most valuable thing on his body is probably his face.
The facial lines are clear, the eyebrows and features are delicate, and the nose is straight. Although he looks a little pale due to long-term malnutrition, he has a kind of morbid beauty.
If he were washed clean, he would definitely be called a handsome young man.
Although he is not as good as the readers, he is not inferior to the male model circle.
God knows why a scavenger who lives in the nest has such an excellent appearance. It can probably only be attributed to the fact that his mother died of illness when he was very young.
"Brother, do I look like a rich person?"
Alvin pulled the corner of his mouth and said speechlessly.
Only then did Brother Hei take a closer look at the short Alvin in front of him.
The clothes were so tattered that even if they were thrown away, the homeless person probably wouldn't even look at them. The hair was all stuck together, as if it hadn't been washed in years, and it exuded a pungent, rancid odor.
"Fuck, another poor fellow!"
Heige seemed very angry, but suddenly he stopped talking and stared at Alvin's face.
Alvin could swear that he had never seen such a vulgar and greasy look in his life, it was as if he wanted to strip him naked.
"Hey, if you don't have anything, then use your body to pay off the debt."
The black man had a lewd expression on his face, then he pushed the barrel of his gun against the boy's waist and laughed, "Boy, you don't want to die, do you?"
Oh, damn.
Your Majesty, this is such blasphemy!
But then I thought, this is America, so it's okay.
Alvin's face twitched, and he tried hard to suppress his nausea, but he still pretended to be weak, and his voice was a little stiff: "Aren't you afraid of the police?"
"Police? Hahahaha!"
Brother Hei seemed to have heard some joke, and became more unscrupulous, even arrogantly saying: "Boy, the police won't take care of this kind of thing, and there is no surveillance here, do you understand?"
No police? No surveillance?
Oh, that's fine. I've done nothing.
(End of this chapter)