Another Reality, Ten Thousand Years Later

Qin Xa and Angron found a place to change clothes, then wandered around the hive city for a while before learning about the state of Necromunda in this universe.

The Hive World with the harshest and cruelest environment had been transformed, and all harmful life upon it had been eradicated.

Some of the most iconic areas of the Underhive had been cordoned off, where bio-robots played the roles of hive dwellers from specific historical eras.

Put simply, it was a tourist attraction meant to remind people of past hardships and make them appreciate the present.

Everything outside the attraction was perfectly normal. Advanced technology had transformed the environment into something close to a garden world, so people in every part of the Hive World lived quite well.

"Father, look at this."

Angron suddenly walked over to his adoptive father, holding a device.

After a brief look, Qin Xa realized that the primarch was holding a personal device found everywhere in the hive city. It was equivalent to a phone, but more convenient.

As long as this chip-like device was pressed against the center of one's palm, it would automatically register an ID and connect to the galactic network.

"They actually have an intergalactic communications network." Angron sounded utterly incredulous as he searched the terminal for information that interested him. "When I was in Commorragh, I heard The Emperor mention a communications project that would use the Webway for faster-than-light communication, but that was only a plan."

"It seems this universe is not merely ten thousand years ahead of ours on the timeline." Qin Xa was also holding a personal terminal, looking at the 241.M42 displayed on its interface.

The year 241 of the 42nd Millennium.

"Lord of Tyran? This must be The Maker, right?" Angron searched for the relevant terms.