Outsiders Give Themselves Their Own Identity

"Bastard!"

Lena threw the notebook in her hand at Rag's face.

She was losing it, she was really losing it.

After she sent people to patrol the streets 24 hours a day, the Eager Thief's attacks had indeed decreased.

That guy had some kind of precognitive ability, always finding opportunities to steal.

But as long as Lena didn't give him a chance, his precognitive ability wouldn't matter, no matter how strong it was.

That's what Lena had thought.

But who knew

Whenever Rag was on duty, the Eager Thief would act.

Wherever Rag was on duty, the Eager Thief would commit a crime.

Lena even suspected that old guy was a mole.

But after Lena interrogated him with the Voice of Temptation and forcibly viewed his memories with her psykana, she confirmed that

Rag had nothing to do with the Eager Thief.

He was just slacking off. Many times when he should have been patrolling, he had secretly snuck into a tavern to drink.

Even when he wasn't in a tavern, he would patrol while drinking from a bottle.

And anywhere there was an unusual noise, he would stay far away.

He would never go near any place that might be dangerous.

Several times, he had even seen the glow of the Eager Thief's flame cutter.

But that old guy actually chose to turn and run.

He was so scared of retaliation that he didn't even dare to call for backup.

No wonder the Eager Thief chose to strike when Rag was on patrol.

With Rag's patrolling method, the Eager Thief's precognitive ability wouldn't define him as a threat.

Looking at Rag's memories of his patrols during this period, Lena felt her Blood Essence surge and couldn't help but pinch the philtrum of her nose.

She suspected that if she continued the interrogation, she might become an out-of-control psyker.

"Get out! Get out of here!"

Lena said through gritted teeth.

"All the losses will be deducted from your salary!!!"

"No! Pontiff, old Rag will starve to death!" Rag wailed.

"You don't have to patrol anymore! Go do hard labor!!!"

Lena's veins bulged on her face, and the finger pointing at Rag trembled.

"Die? Even if you die, I'll spend a lot of money to turn you into a servitor!"

Just as Lena was yelling, the door to the room was pushed open.

Zhou Yun poked his head in from outside and looked at Lena. "Are you done yelling? I need to talk to you if you are."

As he spoke, Zhou Yun waved a letter in his hand.

When Rag saw Zhou Yun, it was as if he had seen The Emperor descend.

He immediately rushed to Zhou Yun, tears and snot streaming down his face.

"Brother Zhou Yun, good brother, you have to save me!"

"The Pontiff is going to send me to do hard labor, and my old Rag's body can't handle it—"

Before Rag could finish speaking, Zhou Yun kicked him out of the room and slammed the door shut.

Seeing that Rag had finally left, Lena's expression softened slightly.

She pinched the philtrum of her nose and quietly recited from the Scripture of the Word to calm herself.

Zhou Yun noticed the route log lying on her desk.

"Any discoveries?" Zhou Yun asked, sitting opposite her.

Lena rubbed her temples.

Hearing Zhou Yun mention the route log, her mood seemed to improve slightly.

She opened the route log and pointed to the strings of data and text on it.

"Look here, this is where the colony ship landed at the time."

"The colony ship almost crash-landed on Asphodel. Most of the ship was damaged, and the crew dismantled the colony ship to establish the initial outpost."

"The Warp engine was left behind, buried underground as the city developed."

"That is, in the current location of Fortia City's underhive. Unfortunately, the exact location is still unclear."

It actually exists.

Zhou Yun looked at the data and records on the flight path, and couldn't help but rub his chin.

There was actually a whole Warp engine, left deep in the underhive of the Hive City.

Maybe I really should go to the underhive.

Not only to find the Warp engine and earn a reward from Lena, but also Augustus. Flax's commission to investigate the state of the Hellworms in the underhive.

Zhou Yun himself was also curious about the Genestealers.

He knew that the Tyranid Leviathan Hive Fleet would descend, but the exact time of its arrival was unclear.

Zhou Yun currently only had 3.35 million in savings, still some distance from the Anywhere Door.

While he was rushing to make money, he also had to figure out how much time he had left.

If it was really too late, he would have to prepare Plan B.

As for the risks...

Well, with the items he currently had on him, a trip to the underhive should be feasible.

Moreover, the Monger and Malkit brothers seemed to have some status in the underhive, so he could try to contact them.

"By the way, didn't you say you had something for me?" Lena looked up at Zhou Yun and asked.

"Yes, take a look at this."

Zhou Yun handed the letter in his hand to Lena, completely disregarding the words on the letter: "Please do not disclose the contents of this letter to anyone."

Lena looked at the letter.

"Written by the Eager Thief? And it's in High Gothic?!"

Lena's tone was a little surprised.

Let alone in the lower hive, even in the upper hive, besides those from families with strong Ecclesiarchy beliefs like hers, not many people knew High Gothic.

"Orleans Roasted Chicken Wings, is that the Eager Thief's self-proclaimed name?"

Upon seeing the signature, Lena couldn't help but complain:

"It sounds appetizing."

She carefully read the entire letter.

She wasn't very fluent in High Gothic either, and could only read it stiffly.

"He wants to meet you? In the garbage dump next to District Thirteen?"

Lena was slightly surprised:

"You need to be careful, the District Thirteen garbage dump is very close to the entrance of the underhive, and there might be dangers there."

"That's why I came to you," Zhou Yun shrugged.

"...Huh?" Lena was stunned: "Don't you not understand it, and came to me for a translation?"

"I have a slight understanding of High Gothic," Zhou Yun said, his face not blushing.

When traveling, one's identity is self-given.

He completely ignored the gaze of the winged figure in the corner of his eye.

"Amazing," Lena couldn't help but praise, "What's your background? Are you some noble lord who came down to play?"

"With all these strange and bizarre technological creations, and you know high-ranking PDF officials."

That's not a high-ranking PDF official, that's the Governor.

Zhou Yun grumbled inwardly.

Lena thought Augustus. Flax was just a high-ranking PDF official.

"I'm just an ordinary scavenger from the lower hive."

Zhou Yun said sincerely:

"I want to borrow some people from you."

"Borrow people?" Lena pondered, "The Eager Thief's precognition is stronger than mine. Are you sure bringing people will help you catch her?"

"We can probably try. Her prophecy probably isn't that accurate about the matters I'm involved in," Zhou Yun said, stroking his chin.

Lena's gaze towards Zhou Yun became increasingly strange.

"How many people do you need?" she asked.

"Let's start small, about two hundred people, all equipped with Agrippina Type 3 Assault Rifles."

"How many???"