Alpha Hive City, exclusive low-temperature cold storage.
Rows of standardized cold chain containers are neatly arranged, containing half a million intact bodies of young and middle-aged people.
When they saw it for the first time, Reck·Vance felt it was still a bit shocking, but when they saw this scene for the second time, even the "old turtle dove" Reck, who had been in the star sea for many years and was used to the wind and waves, had to cheer up.
Only three days have passed since the last delivery of 500,000 Wetware.
"It shouldn't be. Even if it kills half a million Grox, it won't be so fast."
Rogue Trader Reck, who has deceived people countless times, this time took the instrument to test in person, and rows of green verification data lit up steadily: the nervous system is intact, the degree of genetic contamination is low, and the body is intact.
All are made of Wetware material with extremely high adaptability.
You must know that not all corpses are suitable for being made into Wetware. Those mutants with serious genetic contamination cannot be made into Wetware.
Generally speaking, only one out of every ten people is suitable to be made into Servitor, so Machine Cult prefers to use clones rather than natural people.
Of course, from an economic perspective, natural persons are definitely cheaper.
Seeing another batch of qualified Wetware parts, Reck was a little surprised.
This efficiency, even Reck, who thinks he is well-informed, feels a little abnormal.
But----
"I don't care what you do. I pay the money and deliver the goods."
So, Reck once again showed his signature smile, "The goods are fine, and it's a pleasure to cooperate."
He had the same smile on his face as last time, and cursed exactly the same words in his heart.
Of course Reck doesn't know that the probability of people 2K World not passing the reconstructive surgery is about the same as winning the lottery.
After all, some of the genes of humans in the 30K era are more human than a banana.
Therefore, Machine Cult also lowers the standards again and again.
[Ding! Limited-time activity progress update! A total of 1 million qualified Wetware have been sold, unlocking the limited-time redemption rights for 10 Space Marine Gene-seed]
Fu Haoran lowered his eyes and looked at the boxes of Throne Coin and the refreshed rewards, and he couldn't hide the smile in his eyes.
Reck is no longer a person in his eyes, but a walking limited-time event NPC.
As long as this NPC can be stabilized, all six million pieces will be sold within half a year, and sixty Gene-seed will be obtained.
At the same time, Reck seemed to be chatting and laughing, but in his heart he was already certain that Fu Haoran's death was imminent.
"Hmph, Lower Hive guy is Lower Hive guy. After all, he is short-sighted and digging his own grave."
"Si-Sai IV Planet is just a frontier complex planet that has been developed for less than a thousand years. It is a new colonial star on the edge of the galaxy. There are only two Hive Citys in the entire territory. The level of development is shallow and the population base is weak."
"Alpha Hive City has about one billion registered residents. Counting illegal residents, the number will only be 1.5 billion."
"It sounds like a lot, but the civil war has been fought on and off for hundreds of years, and Lower Hive has still not recovered its strength."
"What's more, this idiot Fu Haoran has recently begun to encourage Lower Hive to open up wasteland. Instead of developing good industries, it must transform into a complex world with agriculture and transfer a large number of people out."
"The current population is scattered in agricultural settlements and industrial satellite cities outside Hive City. The number of people who actually live in Alpha Hive City Lower Hive is less than 500 million."
He leaned on the seat, tapped the armrest with his fingers, and continued to deduce.
"More importantly, Wetware has strict production standards, and only young adults aged 18 to 40 with intact bodies, intact nervous systems, and no large-scale genetic contamination are included."
"Excluding the elderly, the weak, women and children, patients with chronic diseases, and the disabled, the actual available supply is over 100 million."
"It takes three days to empty out one million core young adults. This consumption rate, tsk tsk tsk, really makes Under-hivers a beast."
Reck determined that Fu Haoran must have madly slaughtered Lower Hive's bottom layer and forcibly squeezed out the source of corpses.
If this rate continues for half a year, the young and middle-aged people in Alfa's Xiachao will be completely hollowed out. Famine, unemployment, and despair will instantly flood the bottom. Without the intervention of the coalition forces, the furious Xiachao poor will directly overthrow the Governor's Mansion.
This is a certain death situation.
Reck took advantage of the break to leave and secretly called the housekeeper, with a cold tone. "Use all hidden channels to search all the food and strategic reserves of Alpha Planet. Don't even let Corpse Starch go. Take as much as you can!"
The butler hesitated and said, "Lord Baron, such a large-scale hoarding can easily arouse the other party's alert."
"If the other party finds out that we are hoarding food, will they take action in advance?"
"He is seeking his own death, and I am just following the trend." Reck sneered, "Within half a year, Hive City food prices soared tenfold. Without us taking action, the poor will riot, and we will seize the whole Hive City."
Reck was sure that everything was under control, and even to the point of death he never thought that these massive corpses that subverted Hive City's order never belonged to this world.
After the formal talk, Reck was about to get up and leave, but was stopped by Fu Haoran.
"Your Excellency Reck, I have another business that I would like to discuss with you."
"Oh? Tell me." Reck became interested instantly. He never refuses business that comes to his door.
"My technical team is developing Power Armour, but our design solutions - how to put it, are too expensive."
"After all, they are modified based on Noble-Hunter Power Armor. If you have been in the expedition fleet for a long time, you should know that this kind of expensive thing is not as good as a hard enough Plasteel board on the real battlefield."
Reck was silent for a moment and nodded in approval. "Indeed, if we say that the most economical and practical Power Armour is none other than the Power Armour used by Adeptus Astartes."
"As the imperial mass-produced model, Power Armour, although it may not be the strongest, it must be the most adaptable."
"I am not belittling your skills, Your Majesty the Governor. With your Hive City technology, even if I give you a thousand years, you will not be able to reach this level."
Fu Haoran did not refute and got right to the point. "Sir Reck, since you are so familiar with Space Marine's Power Armour, you must have a collection in your hands. Can you sell me a few sets?"
"You can sell me two sets of old or damaged ones. I will buy them at a high price for research and study."
Fu Haoran was sincere and did not tell any lies. At most, he only said that he planned to reverse engineer and mass produce.
Fu Haoran is not the Power Armour that has never thought of self-developing Space Marine.
Kallen has made an evaluation before. The technology of Iron Man Tony·Stark has the limitations of the times. The armor is better because it has full technology, complete capabilities, can fly and fight, but it is too delicate, the cost is too high, and the maintenance cycle is too short.
Rich people like Iron Man don't have to worry about logistics and maintenance. They only need to deal with security wars, occasionally become superheroes, and participate in one or two high-intensity wars.
But in Warhammer World, Precision Manufacturing creations cannot withstand cruel fighting, and Power Armour, no matter how precious it is, is a consumable.
Therefore, what Fu Haoran wants is Power Armour that is cost-effective and easy to repair. Power Armour of Space Marine has withstood the test of thousands of years. It may not be the best, but it must be the most suitable for mankind.
Reck's expression changed instantly after hearing Fu Haoran's request.
He put away his smile, straightened his back, and said righteously, "Your Majesty the Governor, Power Armour of Adeptus Astartes is sacred."
"Each set of armor carries the glory of Adeptus Astartes, is an extension of the Emperor's will, and is the most indestructible war legacy of Imperium of Man."
"I'm a serious businessman, I don't sell everything."
Fu Haoran turned around and glanced at Yuri.
The latter stood up and made an invitation gesture to Reck. The two walked to the corner of the trading room and talked in a low voice for nearly twenty minutes.
Throughout the entire process, Yuri had a look of pain on his face, and the persistence in Reck's eyes gradually collapsed, replaced by greed.
When he returned to his seat, all the righteousness in Reck's body was gone, leaving only the aggrieved look of being forced to give up his love and sell his property at a low price, but he could not suppress the ecstasy in his eyes.
He pretended to be reluctant and said, "These are only two sets. Damaged and retired items will not be returned or exchanged."
Fu Haoran raised the corners of his mouth slightly but said nothing.
Soon, two sets of Power Armour were brought in by the attendants.
When the lid of the box is opened, two sets of Mk II Crusade Pattern Power Armour covered with battle scars and scratches are revealed. The paint on them is sprayed black, and it is impossible to tell which legion they belong to.
The pipeline was broken in many places, but the structure of the main body Plasteel is intact.
Although any emblems and marks that can represent his identity are gone, Fu Haoran can still feel the vicissitudes and solemn feeling, revealing the profound glory of the Great Crusade era.
"Mk II Crusade Pattern Power Armour, the first batch of fully sealed Power Armour, is the standard armor currently used by Adeptus Astartes." Reck immediately transformed into a senior connoisseur, pointing his finger on the breastplate.
"It is said that it is the first air-tight Power Armor specially developed by Mechanicus Cult for the Emperor to unify the galaxy and expedition to the star sea. It completely ends the history of human beings being unable to fight in vacuum and harsh alien environments. It is the beginning of human interstellar expeditions."
He tapped the Plasteel ring on his shoulder armor.
"The entire set of armor adopts a modular Plasteel ring stacking structure, with countless small armor rings spliced together. Although the maintenance is cumbersome and requires disassembly and repair piece by piece after damage, which is far less convenient than subsequent models, it has extremely high joint freedom, full tactical flexibility, and can complete all high-intensity combat actions in a vacuum environment."
"The back is equipped with an exclusive subatomic micro-fusion reactor. Its power efficiency is far higher than that of the first generation Mk I Thunder Armour. It has excellent heat dissipation and is not easy to overheat. It is suitable for long-term cross-star operations."
His hands moved to his backpack.
"The backpack integrates a complete set of top-of-the-line life support systems, including air filtration, toxin neutralization, body fluid circulation, and emergency drug injection. It can support the wearer in long-term operations in anaerobic, highly toxic, and extreme temperature difference environments."
"Although the helmet has a fixed structure and the head cannot rotate, it is equipped with a full set of automatic sensing systems inside. The microcomputer can scan the surrounding environment in real time and transmit infrared, ultraviolet, ranging, identification of friend or foe, and environmental analysis data directly to the wearer's brain through neurofeedback. At the same time, it automatically blocks interference from strong light, strong noise, and shock waves."
Reck patted the helmet again.
"The only shortcoming is that the operating noise is too loud and is not suitable for extreme stealth missions. However, on the frontal battlefield, the glory and actual combat performance of the Great Crusade carried by this armor are irreplaceable."
Reck said with a pained face, "I picked up these two sets. They are in ordinary preservation condition, but the core components are still there."
"Although it is a damaged product, as long as the core power structure is not destroyed, even if the outer shell is full of scars, it will not affect its use."
"Of course, it's not difficult to repair. After all, the core is not broken."
Reck paused and said solemnly, "Governor Fu, you can take this armor back for research or collection, but I must make one thing clear first. Don't wear it to meet Adeptus Astartes. The consequences - believe me, you don't want to know."
Fu Haoran looked at the two sets of MKIIs covered with battle scars, and felt very good.
This is the equipment suitable for Space Marine.
As long as it is given to Kallen Tech-Priest for repair, it can be used directly by Wade, leaving one set for reverse engineering.
If it doesn't work in one year, then ten. If it doesn't work, I can buy some technology from Mechanicus Cult and it won't take long to produce a batch of replicas.
As for the price, it is just an "antique" brought from 2K World. Compared with the two sets of Warhammer World and the genuine Power Armour, it is simply a waste of money.
By the way, it also comes with a limited edition emoticon of the wronged NPC.
Reck also believes that he has made a profit at this moment.
In fact, Reck has long wanted to get rid of these two sets of Power Armour. After all, this thing is a hot potato in their hands. The key is that no one is willing to take over.
Nobles like excitement, not death.
Collecting Xenos Technology can also be forcibly interpreted as loot.
But you collected Space Marine and Power Armour because you were afraid that Adeptus Arbites would not be able to convict you?
Or are you afraid of insufficient evidence?
If you hold the Space Marine Holy Armor privately, once you are discovered by Adeptus Arbites and Adeptus Astartes, you will not be able to defend yourself, and you are simply seeking death.
"Your Excellency Reck, it's a pleasure to cooperate with you."
The two of them looked at each other and shook hands with equally bright smiles. They both had their own plans in their hearts and were both sure that they would take advantage.
Fu Haoran looked at the newly added armor reserve and Gene-seed quota on System Panel, and was very motivated.
After getting up and returning to the room, immediately start the cross-world teleportation and return to 2K North American Industrial Park instantly.
"Jimmy, let's go, time waits for no one.
"We still have a lot of big deals to negotiate."
"But boss, we seem to have encountered a little trouble." Jimmy looked at the news push on his mobile phone and hesitated to speak.
"Don't worry about those troubles. Even if the sky falls, it won't be as important as the things we have at hand."
Well, you are the boss and you have the final say.
Jimmy turned off the phone and hurriedly followed Fu Haoran's footsteps.