For Space King

Li Qinwu took a roundabout route back to the Hideout, showered in cold water in the washroom, washed his clothes clean, then ran naked to the heater and hung them up to dry.

He saw that the knees and seat of his pants had been worn through. This old-style worker's outfit was grayish white, made of coarse but sturdy cloth, yet even it could not withstand all the running and jumping Li Qinwu had done outside.

His shoes were no good either. They were nearly worn out, so he needed to go out and get a few pairs.

If he got beaten to death outside, everything on him would drop, and he would revive naked in the Hideout, so he had to keep some spare clothes.

Li Qinwu placed a grooved piece of iron on the heater, opened a bottle of Holy Oil and spread it over the surface, then opened the Ceramite bucket, scooped out a spoonful of food starch, and began frying flatbreads.

Before long, a fried starch cake was ready, and he began eating it.

After finishing one cake, a status appeared in the lower-left corner of his vision: Divine.

Divine: The power of the God-Emperor, Lord of Humanity, protects you. You will not lose your way or become cowardly. Evil cannot enter your body, Chaos cannot enter your mind, and the light of humanity shall endure. Energy +5. Duration: 2 hours.

After swallowing a Holy Oil-fried cake, Li Qinwu shuddered all over and felt incomparably refreshed.

The Divine status not only increased his Energy attribute by 5 points and heightened his perception of the world, but also cleared all Chaos Corruption from his body!

In the world of Warhammer 40,000, everyone had more or less Chaos Corruption.

For ordinary people, it was around 0.001%, a normal figure. On worlds invaded by Chaos daemons, that number could soar to 200% or even 2000%.

Once Chaos Corruption went off the charts, people might be twisted into all kinds of demonic monsters. It was terrifying.

With that one cake, the Divine status directly cleared Li Qinwu's Chaos Corruption to zero. One word: awesome!

Although Chaos Corruption in ordinary people was only 0.001%, which seemed tiny, the difference between an absolute zero and one was unimaginably vast.

In this completely uncorrupted state, Li Qinwu felt as if his soul were spotless. It was extremely comfortable.

He quickly fried up the rest of the food starch, using up one bottle of Holy Oil to make 15 Holy Biscuits.

Then he washed the food Ceramite bucket clean and set it beside the heater to dry, intending to use it to store the Holy Biscuits.

After that, he went straight to sleep, dead to the world.

When he woke up, he lay on the bed and checked his attributes and inventory.

His attributes were: Strength 13, Endurance 14, Energy 12.

Firearms Proficiency 16, Throwing Weapon Proficiency 15. (I won't list the proficiencies that didn't increase.)

His inventory was: Lasgun ×1, PDF Semi-Automatic Combat Rifle ×1, Shotgun ×1, homemade Autogun ×2, pipe shotgun ×1, homemade pistol ×1.

Lasgun magazine ×1, 30-round drum magazine ×2, homemade gun magazine ×6, PDF Semi-Automatic Combat Rifle magazine ×3.

8.9×55mm rounds ×340, 8.9×55mm AP Rounds ×76, homemade rounds ×421, 35mm shotgun shells ×80, homemade pistol rounds ×15.

Homemade poison gas grenades ×6, smoke grenades ×2.

PDF body armor (Level 3) ×1, PDF ballistic helmet (Level 3) ×1, drum-magazine chest rig ×1, medium hiking backpack ×1.

Holy Oil ×2, Holy Biscuits ×15.

Poison Needles ×78, Rage Drugs ×24.

Assets: 45,890 Fertilizer Coupons.

After taking stock of his assets, Li Qinwu got dressed, opened the door, headed out, and made his way toward the Fertilizer Gang's territory.

Whenever he had come to the Fertilizer Gang before, this place had been packed shoulder to shoulder. This time, only a few people were walking through the passageways, and even the two guards at the entrance had been replaced by unfamiliar faces.

Li Qinwu made his way to black-market dealer Nipall's shop with practiced ease. He glanced at the dealer's extremely ugly expression, then casually took three Rage Spines from his bag.

"According to our agreement, give me the refrigerator. And the payment for the people I killed this time. Little Knife should have already told you about my results."

Black-market dealer Nipall wore a gloomy expression and gave one of his underlings a look. The underling carried the refrigerator over and set it in front of Li Qinwu, while Nipall pulled a stack of Fertilizer Coupons from under the table and slapped it down before him.

Li Qinwu picked up the money and began counting. This time, he had killed 63 Chemical Dogs and 4 Chemical Pigs, for a total of 20,100 Fertilizer Coupons. Not a single coupon was missing.

He put the money away, hoisted the refrigerator, and was about to leave when black-market dealer Nipall stopped him.

"Wait. I've got another job for you!"

Li Qinwu turned around.

"Talk."

"We suffered heavy losses this time, but this isn't over. We won't give up on the Reactor.

"Boss Electric Eye has emptied out his reserves to expand our forces. We're planning to fight again in a month.

"But the Chemical Gang will only expand faster. Their Poison Needles will attract huge numbers of Poison Insects. We need to slow down their recruitment."

Li Qinwu asked, "What do I have to do? How much?"

Black-market dealer Nipall took a deep breath and placed a 35-kilogram bomb backpack on the table.

"Take this into the Chemical Gang's territory. Find somewhere crowded and detonate it. Get it done, and I'll give you ten thousand, along with my friendship."

Li Qinwu thought this mission was easy. Wasn't this just free money? He accepted it immediately!

Ding! Mission accepted!

Black-market dealer Nipall needs you to slow the Chemical Gang's recruitment rate. A bomb exploding inside the Chemical Gang's territory can effectively kill a sufficient number of able-bodied personnel.

Mission Reward: 10,000 Fertilizer Coupons, black-market dealer Nipall's Favorability Lv. 2.

Li Qinwu asked, "How do I prove I succeeded?"

Black-market dealer Nipall said, "I have informants stationed around the Chemical Gang's perimeter. As long as you successfully detonate the bomb in a crowd, the informants will testify for you."

Li Qinwu said, "Wait here!"

He carried his things back to the Hideout, put them down, stripped off his clothes, pants, underwear, and shoes, wrapped a rag around his leg, and entered the instance.

He first entered the instance at the Reactor, then entered it again through the breach on the first floor of the Reactor, teleporting directly to the vicinity of the Chemical Gang.

The Chemical Gang's territory had an utterly deranged vibe. Blast furnaces for mixing chemicals stood everywhere, poisonous chemical fumes filled the air, and countless emaciated people wandered about like skeleton soldiers.

The Chemical Gang was recruiting at the moment as well, and its recruitment rate really was faster than the Fertilizer Gang's. A few Chemical Dogs waved Poison Needles in their hands, and huge numbers of Poison Insects crowded around to offer up their lives.

Perhaps because their recruitment had gotten a little too out of hand, the Chemical Gang's territory was packed with people. The gaps between those chemical furnaces were crammed full.

After briefly observing the surroundings, naked Li Qinwu swung his dick and charged straight into the crowd.

Because the Chemical Gang was a chaotic mix of all sorts right now, with Poison Insects drawn here both inside and outside the territory, nobody noticed him, and nobody could stop him.

He slipped straight into the depths of the crowd like a loach, frantically burrowing toward the middle of the Poison Insects.

The Poison Insects also surged forward madly, because the Chemical Dogs up ahead were handing out needles.

After who knew how long he had been pushing forward, Li Qinwu reached the very front of the crowd.

A Chemical Dog passed him a Poison Needle across a long table.

"Oh, strong young man, are you so eager to serve the gang? Here, take one. It'll send you straight to heaven."

As he looked at Li Qinwu's naked body and those sleek, tight muscles, he wondered whether he should hand this man over to Mother as a massage toy.

Li Qinwu slapped the Poison Needle away and cursed, "Fuck off! I only smoke Pheobe King cigarettes!!"

Then he jumped onto the long table. As the thousands of people present all stared at him, he felt that being this confident somehow seemed a little inappropriate.

Li Qinwu was about to pull the activation cord on the bomb backpack and blow himself up, but with everyone watching, wouldn't it be wrong not to shout something in such a formal moment?

He thought about it, then got it. He shouted, "For Space King!!!"

Then he viciously yanked the activation cord of the bomb backpack. The 35 kilograms of explosives detonated, and Li Qinwu instantly lost consciousness without feeling the slightest pain.

The next second, he revived naked on the bed in the Hideout, without even a scrap of cloth on him.

Eight hours had already passed since he blew himself up. That's right, his death-and-revival cooldown was eight hours, and upgrading the "Bed" could reduce the cooldown.

He sprang upright, put on his clothes, shoes, and socks, then raced to the black-market dealer and held out his hand.

"Pay up!!"

Black-market dealer Nipall's eyes went wide as he stared at him in disbelief.

"Wait, weren't you dead?"