Old Luo, Do You Want the Technology of the Golden Humans?
Based on the current situation on Alert Star, Alvin judges that it is most likely in the early stages.
In other words, during the first phase of the "War of the Beasts," before all the major forces had made their appearance, it was relatively safe.
In the current situation, although the Greenskin Orc have invaded, the Bastion-class Energy Shield have prevented a large-scale fall of the major settlements. However, this situation will soon be broken!
Kroldaka, the Warboss of the Greenskin Orc, has built a series of noisy junk cities on the wasteland of Alert Star, and is leading his band of speed monsters in a planned SpeedWeaaagh attack on the nearby nest area!
Thinking of this, Alvin turned to the Astra Militarum commander and asked, "I heard that Genestealer have appeared on Alert Star?"
"Yes, Mr. Alvin." The commander nodded slightly, but remained unconcerned, smiling contemptuously. "However, rest assured, that Genestealer Cult has been completely wiped out by us. The few remaining Greenskin Orc have Bastion-class Energy Shield, making it very difficult for them to penetrate the nest area!"
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Looking at the Astra Militarum's confident expressions, Alvin couldn't bear to discourage them.
In fact, the Genestealer Cult that they wiped out was just the tip of the iceberg. Over the past two hundred years, the Commoner Prince Cult has grown to an astonishing size. To put it bluntly, Alert Star is now almost riddled with holes by these Genestealer!
Soon, the leader of the Commoner Prince Cult, "Revered Ancestor Dragon," will announce that the day of ascension will arrive ahead of schedule.
As for the reason, it's actually quite simple: the three factions on Alert Star were vying for power, which led to the unchecked growth of the Greenskin Orc, and even the Genestealer couldn't stand it anymore!
Therefore, in order to prevent the fruits of generations of hard work from being destroyed by those Greenskin Orc, the Revered Ancestor Dragon decided to seize power on Alert Star by force and personally defend and protect Alert Star.
Although it seems absurd, this is often standard practice for the Imperium.
This is truly a roundabout way of showing loyalty; Genestealer of guarding the country's borders!
If he were Inquisitor, he'd surely award the man's Revered Ancestor Dragon, a prize. He's far more loyal than those insects.
Just as everyone was about to leave the starport, the commander suddenly became serious and reminded them, "Mr. Alvin, there is one rule on the Alert Star that you must abide by."
Having said that, he pointed to the steel dome above his head and said in a deep voice, "Once you leave the starport, whatever you do, whatever you do, never look up at the 'Great Rift'! You can look at it for a few seconds during the day, but once it gets dark, absolutely do not look directly at the 'Great Rift'!"
Since the Great Rift unfolded, it has caused great trouble for the Alert Star.
First, there is that terrifying "Curse Scar," like a wound in the physical universe, tearing the entire sky apart.
The situation was slightly better during the day, but it got worse at night.
The enormous Curse Scar emitted eerie and malevolent light against the purple-shrouded sky!
When people look up, it's as if they can see a grotesque, twisted, and evil face screaming through the wound that stretches across the sky and tears apart the physical universe!
Therefore, it is strictly forbidden to look up at the sky on the Alert Star, lest one be affected by the Curse Scar.
Even so, this method still yielded very little result.
The residents of Nest City, living on the Alert Star, are plagued by nightmares every night, which gradually make them irritable and easily angered, eventually escalating into violent conflicts.
Especially for Psyker, if they look directly at the Great Rift at night, they are easily affected by the "Curse Scar".
Alvin, of course, understood the importance of this rule on Alert Star, so he turned to the Killer Squad and instructed, "Did you hear that? No one is allowed to look directly into the 'Great Rift'."
"Yes, young master."
The Killer Squad, wearing helmets, immediately turned their attention to the ground.
In the Alert Star's sanctuary, the situation was dozens of times worse than in Losel. The Mid-hive Alvin saw were almost all malnourished, resulting in them being emaciated and huddled like walking corpses along the dirty, smelly, and dilapidated streets.
If he hadn't known that this was the Mid-hive, he might have mistaken it for the Underhive. Clearly, under the exploitation of the three forces, the common people on Alert Star are finding survival extremely difficult, which explains the rapid growth of the Genestealer forces.
They just want to live, is that wrong?
No, at least in Alvin's eyes, they did nothing wrong. The ones who were wrong were that group of greedy, insatiable insects, the Tech-Priest of Styx Eight!
In the Mid-hive of the Alert Star, they could see many civilians who had died of thirst.
Because on the Alert Star, water resources are an extremely important asset.
The orbital elevator built by Styx Eight can draw water directly from the ice crystal comet cloud in space, but the Tech-Priest will not share that water with the lowly and foolish commoners.
The nobles, on the other hand, enjoyed glacial water resources from the poles, which required caravans to cross Stormfront wastelands and face risks such as Orks, Dark Eldar, and wild beasts to retrieve. They would never give it away to commoners who were like ants in their eyes.
In the eyes of the civilians in the Alert Star Sky Zone, even wastewater full of pollution and radiation is considered an extremely precious resource!
Alvin and his group arrived at the accommodations arranged by Agamemnon in silence.
Fortunately, Agamemnon wasn't entirely shameless; at least based on basic aristocratic etiquette, he arranged a courtyard for them in the Upper-hive district.
Alvin gave the Kill Team a mission: to go to the Mid-hive and gather as much information as possible about the "Children of Vardan".
Then, he and Elsa went to the bedroom. Just as they were about to rest, Alvin's communication device beeped.
He glanced down and couldn't help but smile. It was his dear business partner, His Excellency Rosales.
"I'll head out now, Young Master Alvin."
Elsa knew very well that the young master had many secrets, so she wisely lowered her head and prepared to leave.
"Wait." Alvin called out to her, glancing at Elsa's somewhat surprised expression, and chuckled, "You don't need to go out. I'd have to tell you this sooner or later, so I might as well do it now."
A flicker of joy and delight appeared in Elsa's eyes, and the corners of her mouth involuntarily turned up a few degrees. "Yes, Young Master Alvin."
"My dear Lord Rosales, it's been a long time."
Rosales, dressed in a rust-red robe, appeared in the palm-sized communication device, Alvin greeted him warmly.
"I didn't expect you to come to Alert Star too, Mr. Alvin." Although Rosales' tone was somewhat reluctant, considering the large sum of money he had made from "Black Goo," his attitude was quite sincere. "If it's a problem with the last transaction, your Gene Seed have already been selected and are on their way. Please wait patiently for a while."
Elsa, who had been smiling just moments before, widened her eyes in shock upon hearing the words "Gene Seed"!
She never imagined that her young master could be so audacious!
If this were discovered, even the Valshius Merchant Dynasty wouldn't be able to withstand it; they would be completely wiped out in no time!
"No, no, no, I was certainly not urging you, Your Excellency Rosales."
Alvin ignored his secretary beside him, who looked hesitant, nervous, and fearful, and smiled calmly, saying, "I've come to see you today, naturally, about another 'deal'."
What transaction?
Rosales found it odd, but unable to resist his innate curiosity, he coughed twice and said, "If it's Black Goo, we don't need too much for now."
"It's not Black Goo, it's... an interesting creation."
Alvin sat in his chair, leaning slightly forward, and stared at him with interest. "Lord Rosales, I wonder if you are interested in the ancient technological creations of Dark Age of Technology?"
The situation on Alert Star is too chaotic, so he wants to drag the Dark Adeptus Mechanicus into it!
Anyway, things are already so chaotic on Alert Star, one more Dark Tech-Priests won't make a difference, right?
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