Ask Me No Questions, It's Tzeentch

Losel, a hive world in the hazy northern starfield, within the Nachmund Gauntlet.

Alvin thought that was all the bad news, but unexpectedly received a big "surprise" today: Losel was suspected to have a Necron tomb world.

The history of the Necrons is extremely ancient. Billions of years before humanity was born, they transformed their flesh and blood into living metal with the power of the Star Gods. Although this act caused them to lose their emotions, it granted them eternity and immortality. They successfully destroyed the Old Ones in the War in Heaven and sealed the Star Gods, becoming the undisputed overlords of the Galaxy!

However, defeating the Old Ones and the Star Gods came at a great cost to the Necrons, leaving them unable to contend with the surviving Aeldari from the War in Heaven.

Thus, under the Silent King's command, the Necrons decided to lie dormant and fall into a long slumber.

But Alvin never expected that this damned place would actually hide a Necron tomb world!

Could it be that the Emperor Lord thought he had been living too comfortably lately and decided to ramp up the difficulty?

No, it shouldn't be the Emperor Lord. Alvin gritted his teeth and gave a middle finger in his heart: Needless to say, such a wicked and devious act must be related to Tzeentch.

In the Warhammer Universe, there is an unwritten rule.

Whenever you suspect something is a conspiracy, nine times out of ten, blaming it on Tzeentch is the right move.

"Hey, do you want this thing?"

Seeing Alvin holding the disc and not reacting for a long time, the stall owner couldn't help but wave his hand in front of his eyes.

"Yes, but I need to clarify something." Alvin took a deep breath, weighing the disc-shaped device, and asked, "Where did you find this thing? Can you tell me in detail?"

Logically speaking, Necron tomb worlds are generally hidden in hyperspace. Unless they awaken from their slumber, they cannot be discovered.

How could a few bounty hunters possibly find a tomb world?

Of course, there are exceptions, such as certain special circumstances where a tomb world leaves hyperspace and appears in the physical universe before the Necrons awaken.

So, he first needed to figure out whether the Necron tomb world had awakened.

This point was crucial!

If the Necrons had awakened, Alvin would rather risk being sent for an Exterminatus and leave on an Imperial black ship.

Being discovered as a Psychic by the Imperium might not mean death, but staying on a planet where the Necrons had awakened meant certain death, and if he were unlucky, even dying might be a luxury.

He didn't want to be captured by the Necrons for research and implanted with Mind Trap Scarabs to become a puppet.

"Of course, but..." The stall owner smiled, squinted, rubbed his index and thumb together, and gave a "you know" expression.

Alright, this is very Warhammer.

Alvin, holding two 10-Krone coins, reluctantly handed them over: "Should be enough, right?"

"Praise the Emperor Lord, may the Emperor Lord bless you." The stall owner, beaming with smiles, accepted the 20 Krones before starting to explain: "A few days ago, we bounty hunters received a bounty. The target fled to the wilderness outside the hive world. Then, when we were chasing them to the Paris Mountains, we accidentally fell into a cave."

Mentioning the cave, a trace of fear appeared in the stall owner's eyes, and his voice trembled slightly: "That cave was pitch black, and I couldn't see anything. At first, we didn't think there was any danger, but while looking for a way out, someone suddenly started disappearing!"

"Disappearing?"

Alvin's pupils contracted. Could the Necron tomb world have truly awakened?

Based on the stall owner's description, it was highly likely that they had either strayed into the tomb world's hyperspace or been dragged away by tomb scarabs.

Should he contact the Imperial black ship fleet now?

"Yes, that's right, just suddenly... I turned around, and they were gone!"

The stall owner swallowed, his face pale. He looked around and leaned closer, lowering his voice: "That damned cave was like a Daemon, devouring any life that stepped into it. Of our more than a dozen people, only a few escaped. It was terrifying."

"That's it? Then where did you get this thing?"

Alvin stared suspiciously at the stall owner, feeling that things shouldn't be so simple.

Rashly entering a tomb world, let alone for bounty hunters, even Astartes might not be able to escape. This guy didn't look like someone who could escape from a tomb world.

"Ahem, I actually stumbled and fell while escaping, and when I felt something was wrong, I just stuffed it into my pocket." The stall owner touched his nose, embarrassed: "But I can be sure that this thing is not simple, it's definitely worth 300 Krones!"

Indeed, produced by the Necrons, how could it be simple?

Let alone 300 Krones, if it were given to knowledgeable members of the Adeptus Mechanicus, 30,000 or even 300,000 wouldn't be a problem.

Alvin squeezed his sore brow, looking helpless: "First of all, no one knows what this thing is, and 300 Krones is too expensive. 100 Krones, I'm just curious. If you don't want to sell it, you can keep it, how about it?"

"No problem, deal!"

He thought he would have to argue further, but unexpectedly, the stall owner said without hesitation: "This thing is yours for 100 Krones!"

Alvin was shocked by the speed of the guy's change of expression and was stunned for more than ten seconds.

But in the end, he still took the disc, handed the stall owner 250 Krones, and left the Black Market with the "Blessed Censer" and "Necrotech Scarab."

After all that, he still hadn't figured out whether the Necron tomb world in the Paris Mountains had awakened. Alvin sighed, a shadow cast over his heart.

The cult issue wasn't resolved yet, and now a Necron had appeared, it was simply killing him!

"All bad news, isn't there any good news?"

Just as Alvin was complaining, he suddenly heard the voice of the "Navigator System."

[Ding~]

[Respected Navigator, a new world has been discovered for you. Do you wish to proceed?]

The exploration was over?!

The gloom that had shrouded Alvin's heart for many days finally saw a ray of sunshine.

Among so many pieces of bad news, this was one of the few good ones!

He lowered his head and looked at his wrist, his personal panel appearing.

[Navigator: Alvin]
[Race: Human / A-class Psychic]
[Faction: Imperium of Man]
[Class: Scavenger]
[Anchor World: None]
[Remaining Energy: 0 Units]
[Remaining Source Power: 3000 Units]
[Current Status: New world discovered, can travel at any time]

This exploration of a new world took about ten days. He wondered if it took this long every time, or if this was just an exception.

"Reject, not traveling for now."

Alvin rejected the "Navigator" system. If he suddenly disappeared, he didn't know what Father Aruman would suspect.

From his last experience traveling between worlds, the time flow in both worlds was 1:1. If he disappeared for a month, Father Aruman and Tark, no matter how unconcerned they were, should have noticed something was wrong.

Therefore, he had to find a plausible excuse to fool them.

He pondered in his mind what kind of excuse he should make up.

Besides, the equipment he bought at a high price from Tark was still in the Holy Hall.

Today's readership will directly determine if there's a recommendation on Friday. I sincerely hope to push for it OTZ