paranoianovel Chapter 130 Treasure Hunter
Chapter 130 Treasure Hunter
The world of Atlas has no time to wait any longer. The wandering planet that is flying in also has a lot of gravity. As the distance gets closer, it will soon reach a distance that can affect this world.
It must be destroyed at an extreme distance.
When Yifeng came back with a lot of damaged battleships, the Astartes immediately transferred to the battle barge and set off to blow up the planet.
No matter what, the bipolar cyclone torpedo will blast it into pieces and fly in all directions in the deep universe, greatly reducing its impact on the world of Atlas.
Maybe in the next many years, Atlas World will have a long-lasting meteor shower to watch.
The Evermarked Mountains accepted this mission.
Navigation in the real world is boring. The Eternal Mountain is not equipped with the ultra-real acceleration device, so it will probably take some time to reach the destination.
The tinkling sound of forging came from the lower part of the cabin, and the technical sergeants began to work overtime again to repair the precious Terminator armor. It seemed that there was resentment condensing in the casting area and the recruit transformation area.
The casualties in this battle were not small. Although they were wearing Terminator armor, on the battlefield where Yifeng and the psykers were not present, the Chaos Wizard still effectively caused damage to the warriors.
Especially the warriors who jump gangs onto the strike cruiser.
But the long voyage is not boring.
Anos finally analyzed the information of an STC template fragment.
This is the third fragment that has been analyzed. The information about half of the battleship recorded on the last fragment made Anos very concerned.
There seems to be a lot of miscellaneous technology recorded on this one.
There is a remote bird servant that increases the exploration distance but has no life detection capability, a spacecraft outer armor cleaner that can be used during navigation, a technology for dealing with ice sheets when terraforming the planet, and an oversized engine.
There are many miscellaneous items, but it is still a weapon that can immediately build a production line and put it into use by the war group. Krogers defense turret.
This was originally a defensive turret inside a battleship, but it can obviously be disassembled for individual use.
The weapon is large and needs to be held with both hands by a warrior wearing a Terminator armor or a Primaris warrior wearing a Mark X armor.
The ammunition is similar to laser gun bullets, but they are plasma gun bullets.
The power of a single shot is naturally far inferior to the ion pistol held by Yifeng.
But it can be fired continuously.
The most valuable thing about this technology is that it realizes the bulletization of ion weapons.
No more waiting for overloads and gun overheating.
Just hold down the trigger and shoot. Four or five ion bullets hitting an enemy wearing power armor are enough to kill them.
Once the barrel overheats, simply replace the barrel. A skilled soldier can complete this operation within seconds.
And because of the huge gun body, you can almost hang the power sword used by mortals as a bayonet. As long as the machine spirits on both sides have no objections, it is definitely a weapon that can be used in close combat and can suppress long-range firepower.
The translation of some materials is still in progress. After all, in the long history, it is normal for the name of a material to change.
Anos excitedly told Yifeng the significance of this great technology, which can greatly enhance the combat effectiveness of our battle group.
Yifeng understood the significance of this technology in detail and then asked.
"Um... among the miscellaneous technologies you mentioned before, is the outer armor cleaner of space vehicles really used to clean battleships?"
"Yes...yeah, what else?"
"You are sure you are not using it to deal with some alien robot or other vehicle that bites the outer armor of the battleship."
"No...no, it's just a cleaning robot."
Anos slapped his head and almost asked you to go around. Didn't I do this translation?
It's really for outer armor cleaning. I think I can use it before the space parade in the future.
There was inevitably some disappointment on Yifeng's face.
Really, shouldn’t humans and sweeping robots in the golden age be able to beat up aliens?
Anos is still not a little excited, but Yifeng has changed from listening to new technology reports to caring for the empty-nest blacksmith.
Technical sergeants are often powerful beings in battle groups, but in most battle groups, they have the image of being a nerd and a weirdo.
The brothers are drinking and eating meat, he is forging, the brothers are charging to kill the enemy, he is forging, the brothers are in danger, he is dancing to awaken the fearless.
Most battle brothers would never have had the experience of fighting alongside a Techmarine without facing extremely brutal combat.
We can't do this.
Belief in Omnisiah and belief in the Emperor are not the cause of division at all. We must use "love" to dissolve the barriers between the two.
Anos said a lot in one breath. This was one of the few opportunities for him to talk freely with his battle brothers.
Now he is going back to check the status of the machine soul of the bipolar cyclone torpedo and prepare to set off a big fireworks.
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The chaotic and chaotic criminal world of Campos is bustling with activity.
This is a fallen world, lost to the Empire of Man and then joined together by all parties to rule it.
On the surface, the red pirate Huron is in charge of this place, but secretly, most of the place has long been separated from his jurisdiction.
This is a world where the strong are respected, and anyone can come, even those orcs from the Blood Ax clan who love to be mercenaries, can walk on the streets here with swagger.
Rogue traders resell the empire's supplies here, lawless gangsters live freely here, and the forces of Chaos are rampant.
This is the best gathering place for pirates. Sivana walked on the spacious street, her whole body wrapped tightly, and part of her body was covered with a mechanical shell.
Here, you have to dress yourself up to be very difficult to mess with.
The tall and strong vice-captain Sauvage was guarding Siwana with an exaggerated gun, and the two of them walked slowly.
Everything is available here, and the orgy sect of Slaanesh is deeply rooted here, providing the ultimate entertainment for countless fanatics.
The followers of Khorne and the exiled Dark Eldar fought in the duel arena. Besides the blood and flesh, there were the shouts of countless gamblers.
And Siwana is looking for someone, someone who can help her complete her mission.
As the Hazy Star Territory Pioneer of the Crimson Torrent Chapter, she takes Kazaniv... to liberate the entire galaxy as her own mission, placing psychic beacons in various valuable places.
Now this place is not part of her original mission. The world is in a delicate balance due to the intertwined forces that deter each other.
It's not a priority target, but there are really a lot of treasures in this world.
As the largest place for black forces to sell stolen goods in the surrounding star areas, this planet has technology and exotic treasures from various races, just like a grand exhibition.
And Siwana needs to find an expert who will know the ownership of most of the treasures on this planet.
In short, the psychic talent point is distorted, and the ability to see vague predictions about the future becomes the ability to see the environment around the treasure.
It's a pity that although he has the potential to be a gangster, he is not that strong.
He tried, but was chased by the owner of the treasure and had no way to go to the sky. His powerful accomplices treated him like a slave. After all, fists are the last word.
He deceived his associates, using false intelligence to lead them into a trap.
After regaining his freedom, he hid here, hidden in this world.
Siwana stubbornly believed that finding him and handing him over to Yifeng and the others would give her enough credit, and her wish would be one step closer to being realized.
"Captain, how are we going to find the man of God?"
"It depends on fate. I heard that he occasionally sells information for a living. He will never show up again before the money is spent again. We can try to pretend to buy information."
Vice-captain Sauvage's veins were twitching. If nothing else happened, the funds on the Fountain of Fortune would be reduced by a lot.
Yifeng would not let them work in vain, and still "generously" delivered them initial funds, but they soon ran out of money.
Vice-captain Sauvage had always hoped to rejoin Yifeng and then take the opportunity to ask for another sum of money, but Siwana always insisted on bringing at least a big gift before going back.
Ahead was a huge auction house, and they decided to go in and take a look.
Don't buy anything, just see what top treasures there are in this world, otherwise it would be difficult to issue a treasure search order.
After paying the expensive seat fee, the two of them each received a mask and a number plate, and were taken to the cheapest seating area. The environment here was almost like Oglin's bedroom. The body odors of countless foreign races were mixed together, which was quite strange. A feeling of fighting fire with fire.
The two silently turned on the mask's supply system and language translation system.
Not long after, a huge robot appeared on the auction stage in the central area.
The black muzzle of the gun silenced the surrounding "creatures".
"Hello, I am the host of this auction￥*@\u0026"
A low-quality electronic synthesized sound came from the mask, and there seemed to be some special nouns that could not be translated.
Siwana couldn't help but roll her eyes.
Can the quality be any worse? We are sure that we are worthless customers who will not buy anything, right?
The huge robot was talking to itself, telling some rules of the auction, and they needed to use force to scare this group of fanatics first.
Then, the lights flickered, the curtain was slowly opened, and the first auction item was pushed out.
To everyone's surprise, the hard iron cage contained a captured Catachan Imperial Guard.
Photo sent from the crazy red pirate, a stripped Catachan is locked in an iron cage.
Sivana looked very confused. The Catachan Imperial Guard was indeed very strong, but as the first item in an auction, it seemed a little... not up to par?
The thugs in the audience even booed, and most of the Astra Militarum did not kill less.
Why buy a very strong Astra Militarum? As a decoration?
Several more missile nests sprouted from the tall robot, suppressing the dissatisfaction of everyone in the audience.
"Now, I will show you the first auction item, the bloody%^# lotus!"
The huge robot showed its gleaming blade and slashed open the Catachan warrior's chest, revealing the strange plant inside that beat with his heart.
"This plant has parasitic properties and can only be produced in the Haemonculi base in the deepest part of the dark city of Commorragh..."
Then there were a bunch of fancy introductions, which basically touted the fact that this plant can be made into medicine when it grows up, and after being taken, it can be powerful and life-saving.
As long as the body is not beaten to pieces, it can be saved.
No matter how powerful it is, no one has ever seen it. When it matures and its authenticity is verified, it’s hard to say whether these guys are still there or not.
"Room 90, chips!" The broadcast sounded throughout the auction house, and someone took action in the VIP room. There is no unified currency in this chaotic world, so naturally there is a special value conversion unit.
"Room 19, 100 chips." A big boss from behind took action decisively.
Siwana's eyes darkened. Only now did she realize that she was a frog in the well. These chips were almost as much as the money she spent in a robbery.
Only then did she realize that she was a frog in the well.
Soon, professional surgeons performed a suturing operation on the Astra Militarum. People in Catachan were very capable of cutting, so no extra anesthetics were needed.
Siwana was a little irritated and was considering whether to call the battle group to come over and bombard the place.
One treasure after another was brought up, and the atmosphere of the auction became more and more heated.
There are also many people taking action on the garbage seats at the bottom, and there are big bosses hiding underneath.
Siwana felt the danger, crossed her legs, and the top foot swayed from side to side.
Sauvage understood what she meant, took out a small pistol from his belt, and secretly placed it in Sivana's hand.
"Soon", after five intermissions, a physical riot and a commercial segment, the final collection will be served.
The robot turned off the projection of a chaotic painting, ending the process of the penultimate auction item.
It was already coming to the end, and all the spectators around the two of them were in a state of antipathy, ready to see what the ultimate treasure that they could not afford to buy in ten lifetimes looked like.
However, the huge robot Shi Shiran stepped off the auction stage. In an instant, the huge auction stage disappeared completely as if it was attacked by the decomposition stance, and the platform below lifted up carrying a huge mechanical creation.
A Typhon heavy siege tank.
This is an ancient 30K relic that will be lovingly cared for by countless technical sergeants in the Astartes Chapter.
Named after Terra's ancient behemoth, this siege tank was built under the exclusive orders of Perturabo, the Primarch of the Iron Warriors Legion.
This tank appears to be from the renegade Iron Warriors Legion, but the Legion paint has been completely worn off and it is now in its original style.
The sense of oppression brought by this tank is extraordinary. The super-large barrel has devoured countless lives. Under the attack of this tank, almost all fortresses will be ruthlessly blasted open.
Sauvage's mouth has opened into an "O" shape. Who would put such a treasure up for auction?
Is it from a bad origin and unable to protect it?
No, that's not the case, Sauvage thought of his journey when he started robbing with Big Brother.
"Boss, why do we need a loan?"
"In order to buy a ship and sufficient protective firepower."
"But how are we going to repay the money? The loan is too much."
"Why pay it back? Why don't you just run away after grabbing it?"
"........."
Eight oversized artillery shells are placed in front of the Typhon heavy siege tank here, which means that eight fortresses will be blasted in the future.
At this moment, countless forces took action upon hearing the news. The red pirates all received the news and were ready to compete with other forces. Here, all the forces combined could compete with them.
Several Chaos believers were talking nonsense into the communicator, and the Chaos wizard was sending messages to the subspace.
The entire venue was ablaze with various information transmission methods.
The robot host watched all this in silence, seeming to have enough confidence that these people did not dare to mess around.
Sauvage stood up immediately, pulled Siwana away, and there was going to be chaos here.
Someone behind me has already started to make an offer, probably with the intention of shouting casually and not intending to buy anyway. Their brothers are coming this way.
The two of them quickly walked out of the auction house with their heads lowered, with countless shouts behind them.
"...Don't bully young people into poverty!"
"Where money comes, the gods and demons disperse!"
"Hey, the nuclear bomb facial cleansing package you ordered is ready..."
Along the way, numerous vehicles of various sizes were heading in that direction.
The two of them ran directly to the most remote corner of the city with the idea of walking as far as they could.
The low shanty houses are incompatible with this prosperous city. They are houses where laborers and poor people live.
The most common ones here are the transport employees of the corpse starch factory.
The two of them walked in and found a random mess. There was already a customer next to him, who was eating with his back to them.
Sauvage was in shock. The pirate's intuition told him that there was extreme danger around the unattainable treasure.
"Boss, if there is anything human beings can eat, please give me some and I will calm down."
"Would you like to try the raw pickled toad? It's so exciting, definitely..."
"No, no, no, let's do something normal. Let's have something to drink first."
The boss looked at this tall and strong man, and then at Siwana, who was basically wearing a black cloth wrapped in a rice dumpling, and seemed to understand something.
"Golden malt juice bar, that's enough."
Soon, the drinks were served, and two large glasses of light wine were placed in front of the two of them.
After a few minutes of calming down, the two finally relaxed.
"Tunt tons tons~ah~~Captain, do you think we are still looking for that person now?"
"Look, I must look for him. Go ask the black market if you can send a message to get the order, hoping to lure him out."
"Are we still going according to the original plan?"
"No, if we really want to grab that tank, it will definitely be a great achievement." Sivana took a sip of her drink gracefully, as if she was talking about something insignificant.
The boss poked his head out of the counter and seemed a little disappointed.
Isn't he a strong man looking for a wild woman? Well, the crew pushing back against the captain seems to be a good scene as well.
"Captain, think twice. With our capabilities, let alone snatching it, even if we can get it, we can't escape from here."
"Then let them come. Where they have been, not even a blade of grass can grow even is an adjective."
Sivana gracefully spit the "golden malt juice" back into the cup.
How could she really drink what others gave her? The food taken off the boat must be inspected before eating.
The diners nearby were feasting and enjoying their food. At this time, the boss appeared again and promoted his dishes to the two of them.
The diners on the side ate raw pickled sunflower toads, vinegared mustard geckos, and salted Hui crow buttocks.
Siwana waved her hand, signaling the boss to stop talking. Is this weird menu really for human consumption?
"No matter what, we have to take the first step."
"Yes, find Outlet first and arrest him."
The surrounding voices suddenly became silent.
Vice-captain Sauvage turned his head and looked in confusion, and saw that the guest who was enjoying the feast stopped stiffly and said to the boss, "The money is here, there is no need to look for it."
Then he stood up slowly and glanced at the deputy captain Sauvage who was staring at him.
"Hello, do I have flowers on my visor?"
"You're not wearing a visor, Outlet."
Outlets grabbed the visor placed on the table and ran away.
You should add a face-covering eating function to the visor. It's too unlucky that you can still get caught while eating.
Sivana and Sauvage immediately got up and chased after them.
Outlet couldn't figure it out. He foresaw that the big baby would appear, and it would be accompanied by a bloody storm. He deliberately hid in the farthest place, so how could he still meet the people who wanted to arrest me.
The three diners ran away immediately. The boss came out very angry and said, "You didn't pay for your two drinks!"
After roaring angrily for a while, the boss began to clear the table, and then looked at the complete cup of golden malt juice placed in front of Siwana.
The boss looked around and it seemed like no one was looking here.
I will also try the imported juice.
The three of them ran all the way, wandering around the dilapidated shanty area. Although the two pirates were unfamiliar with the place, their physical condition was better than that of the treasure-hunting psychic.
The strong vice-captain was like an ant bull running rampant here, and the thin workers who were hit were too angry to speak.
The outlet had a model of the entire area in its mind, and then just turned left at the corner and entered the complex section of road.
Just as he was running with all his strength, Sivana walked out of the corner leisurely.
The outlet came to a sudden stop.
"Don't think I'm easy to bully. Have you ever heard of psychic lightning? Psychic Punishment. I'm a psyker. If I'm pushed hard, I'll hit you with five lightning strikes in a row, and then... ."
"Come on, Outlets, you've never used psychic lightning. You don't know how."
Outlets lowered his head and seemed sad.
Psionic lightning can indeed be used by most psychics, but it requires some professional training.
"No, I will never help the evil forces steal treasures again. Just kill me."
Outlets shouted righteously, but his trembling legs betrayed him.
A few heads poked out from the street corner to observe the situation here.
"Who said we are an evil organization? We are serious people."
"Shit, who's a serious person coming here?" Outlet pretended to be extremely scared, but secretly took out a secret weapon from his lower back.
"A serious pirate..." Sivana put the exquisite little pistol on Outlet's head, and the psyker did not dare to make any move at all.
"........."
With a heroic look on his face, Outlets was trapped into the ancient 1K sacred object - the sack.