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Chapter 3 Hello, New World
150 units of energy? !
If Alvin hadn't restrained his emotions in time with his reason, he would have shouted out in excitement.
The deflection field generating device is a real good thing. Although it is not clear how strong its defensive power is, it can at least block bullets or something.
He really did find a treasure, the Emperor appeared!
Although his heart was beating fast, Alvin still looked disgusted and helpless: "The things you have here are basically all garbage."
"Nonsense, it's not garbage, why should I sell it?" The stall owner sneered and said disdainfully: "Do you want it or not? If not, just replace it with nutritious porridge."
"Forget it, I can't finish all that nutritious porridge."
Alvin shook his head, pretending to be hesitant, and finally picked out the old laser gun and the used batteries, mixed them in the copper piece, and said with a disappointed look on his face: "These things, plus three servings of nutritious porridge."
Although the stall owner saw the copper piece, he didn't care. This thing was everywhere, and who knew what it fell from. "The market price of a bowl of nutritious porridge is about ten kronor. The rest is just a loss. If you have good stuff next time, remember to come to me again."
Suffer a loss?
This is a bit funny.
As we all know, scavengers will eat even the dog shit on the roadside, but they never suffer any loss.
But Alvin was too lazy to expose the other party, he just smiled and nodded: "Okay, next time I have something good, I will definitely come to you."
After packing his things, he turned and left the black market.
The stall owner held the gas mask in his hand, but his eyes were fixed on the direction where Alvin left, with a thoughtful expression on his face.
After Alvin walked out of the black market, he was not in a hurry to go home.
Instead, he deliberately took a long detour, and after making sure that he was not being followed, he threw the clothes in an empty corner and burned it with fire.
After doing all this, he breathed a sigh of relief: "It should be safe now."
Never underestimate anyone, especially the scumbags from the lower nest.
The other party had a metal prosthesis transplanted, and was obviously not an ordinary underground nester, so Alvin was not sure whether his little trick just now could be hidden from that guy.
But burning the clothes can completely eliminate the smell, and even if the other party realizes it afterwards, it will be impossible to find him.
Although this piece of clothing is his only remaining "asset", for the sake of safety, Alvin believes it is necessary to eliminate danger. Only cautious people can survive in the wasteland.
After solving the problem, Alvin felt at ease and returned to his previous home along the familiar path.
Although it is called a "home", it is actually a dog kennel converted from a completely abandoned garbage dump that even scavengers would not look down upon. It is filled with a strong pungent smell and is full of dirt.
But even so, Alvin felt an inexplicable sense of peace.
The simple hut made of tin sheets is his home, where he grew up.
Back in the tin hut, Alvin was already starving, so he immediately tore open a bag of nutritious porridge and drank it.
The first time he tasted the nutritious porridge, the sticky and tasteless paste almost made him vomit.
No matter how you look at it, this thing is almost the same as vomit. In the end, between reason and hunger, hunger prevailed.
Alvin closed his eyes, made up his mind, and drank the whole bag of nutritious porridge in big gulps.
The feeling of hunger was finally relieved, and he could barely understand why such a nutritious porridge was in short supply in the lower nest.
Because no matter how bad it tastes, at least it can keep people alive.
Although he wanted to take a nap, his mind told Alvin that he had to hurry up and reactivate the 'dial'.
The threat from the Blood Axe Gang is secondary.
With the help of the 'Golden Finger', Alvin was full of confidence, but what really concerned him was the man in black robe who had talked with the Hammer Gang in his memory.
If he guessed correctly, the mysterious black-robed man was most likely a psychic!
Psychic power is the energy drawn from the subspace, which can exert extraordinary destructive power, so any psychic is extremely dangerous.
As we all know, once it is related to the subspace, it means that this matter is definitely not a small matter!
Especially when the black-robed psychic said words like skull and sacrifice, Alvin felt even more uneasy.
Warp, psionic power, skull, sacrifice.
The above four words, put together, basically tell Alvin that the enemy is preparing to summon the "Demon of Khorne".
Once Khorne and demons appear in the Warhammer universe, the result is either death or a life worse than death.
Or, go find the judge?
However, this thought only lasted less than half a second in Alvin's mind before he rejected it directly.
Not to mention, he was just a lower nest garbage man who would never see the Inquisitor and would most likely be shot as a thug.
Even if he could really meet the Inquisitor and report the possibility of a madman from the cult infiltrating the lower nest, he would not be greeted with a medal, but a bullet.
Then, the Inquisitor will decide whether to issue an 'extermination order' based on the situation of the cult.
Even in the most ideal situation, the Inquisitors, a group of truly crazy people, would directly destroy the entire nest in order to prevent contamination by cult forces.
Human life is the least valuable thing in the Warhammer universe.
But if we don't tell them, once the cult's blood sacrifice ritual succeeds, it might be the Grey Knights who come!
Alvin's face was full of bitterness. If the Grey Knights really came, the entire planet would probably be blown away.
"Activate the dial as soon as possible, and then find a way to stop those lunatics."
He didn't do this for the sake of damn justice, but simply because Alvin didn't want to be implicated.
If things really get out of hand and the extermination order is issued, he won't even have anywhere to run. He can only pray to the emperor to appear under the cannon and go to another hentai world in his next life.
The sense of urgency brought by the cult made Alvin put aside all distractions and put all the things he bought on the black market in front of him.
He suppressed his excitement and picked up the copper piece: "I have the energy, but how do I transfer it to the 'dial'?"
Just as he was thinking, the "dial" on his chest seemed to sense the energy and vibrated slightly.
Alvin took out the 'dial', thought for a moment, took the copper piece and stuck it on the 'dial'.
A barely visible light flashed by, and then the mechanical sound appeared again.
[Replenishable energy: 150 units]
Alvin was secretly happy, it really worked.
But looking at the copper piece, he hesitated for a moment and asked, "Can I only replenish 100 units?"
The deflection force field generating device is definitely a top-notch defense. If he had the energy units, he would not have been willing to use it to replenish it.
[Replenish energy: 100 units]
The 'Dial' was indeed very sensible and left him 50 units. This way, the deflection device could be used sparingly and would help him block several fatal attacks at critical moments.
After replenishing the energy, the 'dial' merged directly into his wrist, like a tattoo.
Alvin was very satisfied with this change, as he no longer had to worry about losing or being discovered.
[Navigator: Alvin]
[Race: Human]
[Occupation: Scavenger]
[Anchor World: None]
[Remaining energy: 100 units]
[Dear navigator, would you like to go to the new world? ]
Alvin picked up the old laser gun and put the copper piece in his arms. After everything was ready, he confirmed: "Yes, let's go to the new world!"
Suddenly, it was as if a black hole opened up directly in front of him.
The huge suction force swallowed the confused Alvin whole, and then he disappeared.
When Alvin opened his eyes again, he found himself in an alley.
"It's always this kind of place. Am I destined to be with this crappy place?" Alvin complained speechlessly, then looked up at the night sky.
The moon is bright and the stars are sparse, the night is like a veil.
Even the cool summer evening breeze made him nostalgic and intoxicated.
People, only after losing something, do they realize how important what they once had was.
Just like Alvin, after traveling to the Warhammer universe, he now feels that even breathing a breath of the air of the 21st century is too much of a luxury.
"This is what it's like to truly live!"
Alvin opened his arms and took a deep breath of air, as if he was reborn.
A video was playing on the LED screen of the commercial building across the street.
Wearing a dark blue tights and a Star-Spangled Banner cape, the handsome young man, who looks like a god, is being interviewed. His sunny smile makes him look like an innocent boy.
"The Vought Group's Super Seven, led by Homelander, successfully crushed the resistance organization's conspiracy and saved hundreds of people."
When Alvin saw the people in the video, he was stunned.
Isn't this A-Zu?!
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