Emerich and Chris

In the blink of an eye, the throats of two Bone Gang lackeys were snapped.

An A-class Psychic, unless facing regular troops head-on, was practically a "demon" to ordinary people!

Of course, before making his move, he didn't forget to destroy the surveillance.

"They refused the toast and chose to drink the forfeit."

Alvin sneered and found dozens of Krone on the two scumbags.

Stuffing dozens of Krone into his pocket and retrieving the Nutrient Solution, he strode directly into the South District, the territory controlled by the Bone Gang.

The areas of the Underhive were basically no different, all looking the same. The dirty streets and alleys, flowing with sewage and filled with radioactive exhaust fumes, were littered with the corpses of those starved to death, and listless, emaciated Scavengers moving slowly and stiffly like zombies.

Alvin knew the reason for this was to conserve as much energy as possible and avoid expenditure.

In his previous body's memories, ever since his mother fell ill and passed away, he had often done this, barely managing to survive on nine meals over three days.

Having changed his clothes, Alvin found a dirty alleyway that was almost deserted. "I shouldn't be discovered here. I'll hide for a few days and wait for Tark."

Tightening his loose, ill-fitting robe, he lowered his head and walked into the alley.

The brother and sister huddled together in the dirty alley. Upon seeing the sudden appearance of an "outsider," the older boy suddenly looked up.

A tense expression flickered across his dirty face.

His eyes held a mixture of ferocity and vigilance, like a beast defending its territory, staring intently at Alvin, who had intruded.

"I mean no harm."

He lowered his voice and spoke in a hoarse tone, "I won't disturb you, and I won't come over."

With that, Alvin stopped explaining and curled up in the corner of the alley. His wide robe could completely conceal his figure.

Even though he was still several meters away from the siblings, the boy's vigilance did not lessen.

Alvin knew exactly why the other party was so wary.

More often than not, in the eyes of the Underhive's scum, the definition of "food" was very broad!

Especially for a boy like him, who was already struggling just to survive, let alone taking care of a girl?

One had to know that such a combination, in the eyes of some Underhive scum, was equivalent to... spare food!

In Alvin's memory, he himself had almost starved to death several times as a child and had been eaten by some scumbags.

The Underhive was never a greenhouse; it was a place more brutal than the jungle!

What was laughable was that such a cruel environment, across the entire Warhammer universe, was actually considered quite good among the millions of planets under the Imperium of Man.

If there was a hell, then congratulations, you've found it!

Concealed by his hood, Alvin observed the siblings. They had clearly been starving for a long time.

They were so thin that they were practically skin and bones, with no excess muscle. The girl cradled in the boy's arms breathed shallowly and weakly, having not eaten for a long time.

After hesitating for half a second, Alvin finally threw the Nutrient Solution he was holding directly at them.

He comforted himself, thinking of it as "rent" for staying, and besides, it wasn't that valuable to him anymore.

He couldn't just watch them starve to death and do nothing.

He was a scumbag, yes, but at least within his capabilities and without harming his own interests, he could help these siblings.

The boy stared at the Nutrient Solution thrown at him, a hesitant expression on his face.

He was hungry, his eyes bloodshot, but looking at the Nutrient Solution so close, he suppressed the urge and vigilantly watched Alvin.

In the harsh environment of the Underhive, unsolicited kindness was rare.

"Eat."

Alvin admired the boy's composure and said in a hoarse voice, "That child is about to starve to death."

"Th-thank you."

After confirming several times that the strange person in the corner meant no harm, the boy cautiously picked up the Nutrient Solution.

He unscrewed the cap and looked at the milky white Nutrient Paste, unable to help but swallow. Despite his own hunger, he gently brought the Nutrient Solution to the girl's lips.

Carefully and gently squeezing, he delivered the milky white Nutrient Paste into the girl's mouth.

The unconscious girl instinctively gobbled it down, quickly finishing the tube of Nutrient Solution. Her pale complexion improved slightly, showing a hint of color.

Only after his sister finished did it become the boy's turn.

He slowly rolled up the tube from the bottom, not missing a single drop of Nutrient Paste, and licked the remaining trace of milky white liquid.

Watching the boy's actions, Alvin felt a heavy stone in his heart, making him speechless.

"What are your names?"

He asked inexplicably.

"Emerich."

Perhaps due to the Nutrient Solution, the boy's guard had lowered. He said softly, "My name is Emerich, and this is my sister, Chris."

"Oh."

Alvin fell silent, his mind a mess, unsure how to continue.

"Thank you. If it weren't for you, my sister might have starved to death." The boy lowered his head, looking at his unconscious sister in his arms with pity, and thanked him sincerely again.

"You, aren't you hungry?"

Alvin opened his mouth, but found he could only ask this pointless question.

How could I not be hungry?

That one tube of Nutrient Solution, if rationed, could indeed sustain an adult for seven days.

But, in the end, it could only fill one person's stomach.

"It's okay, I'm very healthy and don't get sick easily!"

A smile spread across Emerich's dirty face.

Yeah, healthy and not prone to illness, so... you can endure hunger longer, can't you?

Alvin felt inexplicably annoyed. Reason told him that there were too many situations like this. Even if he wanted to help, how many people could he help?

Besides, he wasn't safe himself right now, so how could he possibly help others?

But, his emotional side, or perhaps the lingering sense of morality from his past life, made it impossible for him to turn a blind eye.

The clash between emotion and reason was like two little people arguing in his head!

"You can help them for a while, but can you help them for a lifetime?"

"But you clearly have the ability to help them!"

"Hypocritical! Fake! Who do you think you are? A savior?"

"No, I'm just an ordinary person!"

The confrontation ended. Alvin couldn't bring himself to watch Emerich and his sister, who shared similar experiences but were in a far more dire situation, starve to death.

Fine, consider it repayment to the Scavenger who saved me back then.

Once, when he was close to starving, a kind, limping Scavenger had given him his last ration, and then starved to death himself.

It was precisely because he had received help that Alvin chose to help this pitiable brother and sister.

He sighed, took out a 30 Krone coin, and tossed it over. "Take this and buy three portions of Nutrient Paste. It should be enough for you to live for a while."

30 Krone was considered a significant sum for many Scavengers in the Underhive.

Emerich's eyes widened, his expression one of disbelief. He stammered, "Y-you. Are you really giving it all to me?"

"Don't misunderstand, it's inconvenient for me to go out."

Alvin made an excuse for himself. "Three portions of Nutrient Paste, including my share, understand?"

"Y-yes, I understand. Thank you!"

Emerich picked up the three coins and looked at him nervously. "I, I absolutely won't tell anyone where you are!"

"Mm."

Alvin responded softly.

In fact, he didn't care if Emerich told anyone his whereabouts.

There were many people hiding in the Underhive. Even if Emerich spoke up, the Bone Gang wouldn't suspect him immediately.

Moreover, in the surveillance footage, he was wearing a robe with his face obscured by a hood. Such an outfit was extremely common in the Underhive and hardly constituted any distinguishing feature.

"P-please, could you watch my sister for me?"

Emerich gritted his teeth, hesitated, and then gently placed his sister in his arms down in the alley.

This kid. He's unexpectedly clever!

Alvin was a little surprised. How could he not see that the boy leaving his sister behind was a "guarantee" that he wouldn't reveal his location?

Furthermore, a child using Krone to buy Nutrient Solution carried the risk of being targeted.

Leaving his sister behind served both as a display of his "determination" and as a way to avoid danger. It was killing two birds with one stone!