Kapitel 2: 2
Chapter 2 Navigator System
[Navigator: Alvin]
[Race: Human]
[Faction: Human Empire]
[Occupation: Scavenger]
[Anchor World: None]
[Remaining energy: 0.1 unit]
While Alvin was thinking about the voice in his mind, his attention was drawn to the panel in front of him.
He tried to wave his hand, but it went straight through. The 'panel' seemed to exist only in his eyes.
"Thank you, Emperor, for your blessing!"
Listening to the voice in his head, Alvin's eyes filled with tears and he was so moved that he almost fainted.
This should be the standard configuration for time travelers, their own 'golden finger'!
"The Emperor has appeared!"
Alvin gripped the dial tightly and performed the Sky Eagle salute with unskilled movements.
Regardless of whether it works or not, sincerity is the key to success. Besides, what if the emperor can really see it?
After the joy, Alvin found that the energy seemed to be insufficient, and the "dial" became dim again.
"Going to the new world means going to other worlds?" Alvin stared at the 'dial' in his hand, recalling the voice that appeared in his mind when he activated the 'dial' just now: "100 units of energy, but I don't even know how to calculate 1 unit of energy now."
Okay, now we have the golden finger, but the problem we face now is, how to get 100 units of energy?
"A scavenger, you shouldn't be out of stock at all, right?"
Alvin held on to his only hope and searched in the memories of his previous life, but was naturally disappointed.
Not to mention looting, not even a hair is left, no wonder they often go hungry for nine meals in three days!
Moreover, the Blood Axe Gang is not a good thing!
Moreover, this is Warhammer, although there are laws in the nest, they are only limited to the middle nest and the top nest.
As for the scum in the lower nest, whether they are dead or alive is completely out of the consideration of the planetary governor and the noble lords.
The hive world is a unique and beautiful landscape of Warhammer.
Its appearance and structure are like a high tower, divided into three areas: top nest, middle nest and lower nest. Some hive worlds have gathering places outside, but this planet has extremely harsh climate, so there are obviously no such places.
Dingzuo is the area where nobles, imperial officials, and state church priests live.
The middle nest is generally populated by civilians with regular jobs, families of planetary defense forces, or retired Astra Militarum members.
As for the lower nest, it is wonderful, like a large recycling station.
Whether it is wastewater, domestic waste, industrial residue, etc., even criminals will be exiled here. It can be said that there are many talented people here.
There is no sunlight in Xiachao, only smog that blocks out the sun and pungent industrial exhaust gas, and radiation is everywhere.
The harsh living environment will naturally breed gangs, and the Blood Axe Gang is one of them.
He looked at the pipes arranged like a spider web and the alleys filled with garbage. The scarred man from the Bleeding Axe Gang appeared in his mind. He was stepping on him with a hideous grin on his face, looking down at him as if he was a beast. A fire gradually ignited in his heart.
Why was he the one being stepped on?!
We are all human beings, why should he be treated as a beast and trampled upon, just because he holds a knife?
If so, why can't he be the one holding the knife!
Alvin's mentality has quietly changed slightly, this is the cruelty of the Warhammer universe.
His goal is simple: to survive.
In this cruel Warhammer universe, become the one holding the knife, not a beast to be slaughtered!
He tightly gripped the 'dial' and cast his eyes to the side, where a gas mask was thrown into the sewage. Suddenly, an idea popped into his mind: "This thing should be worth a lot of money."
Gas masks are necessary equipment for scavengers in the lower nest.
Otherwise, the harsh environment in many areas of the lower nest, as well as the air filled with acid and radiation, would directly burn human lungs, and they would not be able to move for long and would die suddenly.
Although the gas mask on his face looked completely tattered and was almost on the verge of being scrapped.
But even so, it is still a popular commodity in short supply in the black market of Xiachao.
It is no exaggeration to say that the appearance of this gas mask is at most "slightly worn"!
Alvin quickly finalized the plan, picked up the gas mask from the sewage, and then carefully placed the "dial" inside his clothes.
"First, the first step is to get 100 units of energy!"
He rubbed his stiff face vigorously, took a deep breath of the dusty air, endured the severe pain in his abdomen, and slowly walked out of the alley with the help of the wall.
Most of the people in the black market are scavengers, and they basically pick up discarded items from garbage dumps.
Of course, there are some good things from the top nests mixed in, and the probability is about the same as winning the lottery.
Alvin was wrapped in a robe and hood, completely hiding his features to prevent anyone from noticing him.
Then he found a booth and asked in a low voice, "Do you want a gas mask?"
The stall owner was a burly man with a stubble on his face, wrapped in a simple cloak. His exposed left arm had been replaced with a metal prosthesis.
"Look at the quality."
The stall owner looked up and looked him up and down.
Alvin pulled out a gas mask and handed it over.
"It's in very poor condition, almost scrapped." The stall owner glanced at it and shook his head, saying, "For a gas mask of this quality, I can only give you ten crowns."
"Too low,"
Alvin realized that the other party was deliberately trying to lower the price, so he took the gas mask back and said, "You should know that the most important thing about a gas mask is not the mask body, but its filter element. My filter element is still very new, at least one hundred crowns."
The universal currency of the Human Empire is the Sky Eagle Coin, but that kind of high-end stuff is usually only used by nobles, merchants, or those in advanced civilizations.
Many remote planets with harsh environments use local currencies of varying types.
The crown is the universal currency of this hive world. Its value is roughly equivalent to that of a copper coin. Ten crowns can buy a bowl of nutritious porridge.
The stall owner, whose thoughts were seen through, was not embarrassed at all. It was normal for him to lower the price, and he deserved the bad luck for his lack of judgment.
But since he was found out, he didn't bother to waste time and said directly: "Replacing the mask will cost at least ten crowns, seventy crowns, this is my bottom price."
Alvin thought for a moment and nodded: "Okay, deal."
Although it was thirty kronor lower than expected, the gas mask was badly worn and he was already very satisfied with the price.
The stall owner pulled out eight plastic bills from his pocket, each with a face value of 10, and handed them over.
"Wait, let me see what you're selling."
Alvin didn't take the money, but squatted down and looked at the stall.
"Okay, the things are all here. If there is not enough, I can give you some nutritious porridge." The stall owner said slowly.
A bowl of nutritious porridge can last for seven days if eaten sparingly. It is considered a common product among scavengers.
Alvin looked down at the stall. What he lacked most now was something that could provide him with 'energy'.
He picked up a worn-out compressed battery, and the mechanical, stiff sound from the 'dial' rang directly in his mind.
[Item detected: Fuel cell (poor quality)]
[Rough workmanship, low-quality batteries, veritable garbage]
[Energy available: 3 units]
This is a pleasant surprise!
The function of the 'watch face' is far more than it seems!
Alvin remained calm, put down the used battery, and picked up the gun with the barrel sawed off next to him.
[Item detected: Logging gun (poor quality - damaged)]
[The barrel of the gun is completely worn out, and the firing pin is malfunctioning. It is a good thing to use for suicide.]
[Energy available: 5 units]
[Item detected: Old laser gun (broken)]
[Almost no sight, very suitable as a fire stick]
[Energy available: 3 units]
Alvin looked around and found almost nothing good. When he was about to give up, he picked up a copper piece and changed his mind.
[Item detected: Deflection position generating device (worn)]
[Almost broken, it can generate a layer of deflection near the user, barely escaping the category of garbage]
[Energy available: 150 units]
(End of this chapter)
Wöchentlicher Energiestatus
-- Power-
Rangliste 
-- Power-
Stein