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I understand very well.” He forced a grotesque smile, holding back a storm of rage, and said with a strained grin: “The goods have been handed over. As agreed, you should tell me Rebecca’s location now, right?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“According to the agreement, we trade the fifth compound for your wife’s whereabouts.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Alvin curled his finger; the remaining vials flew to him. With Butcher’s hopeful gaze fixed on him, Alvin deliberately sighed: “But… you should understand what ‘but’ means, right?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You lied to me? You bastard! You promised me!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hearing the word “but,” Butcher’s heart turned icy. He roared like a mad bull, frenzied and wild.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“No, no, no, I think you’ve misunderstood, Mr. Butcher.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Alvin shook his head calmly: “I’m merely telling you these vials contain temporary fifth compound—barely even ‘inferior grade.’ They don’t meet our agreement’s terms.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Temporary fifth compound? What does that mean?” Butcher, his rage momentarily cooled, asked sharply.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“It means these vials of fifth compound can grant superpowers—but only for twenty-four hours.” Alvin sighed lightly, feigning regret: “Therefore, I cannot reveal your wife’s exact location. But as compensation, I can give you one clue.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Butcher calmed down. He knew the man had done this on purpose, but with his weakness in hand, he had no choice but to endure: “Fine. One clue is better than nothing!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Walter Group. Dr. Vogelbaum.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Alvin turned and slowly walked out of the factory, his voice echoing inside: “When you find the complete ‘fifth compound,’ come back and trade with me.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Only when his figure vanished completely did the factory’s icy chill begin to warm slightly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Butcher, regaining mobility, veins bulging on his forehead, eyes bloodshot, glared at the direction Alvin had left: “Next time, I’ll make you—”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Alvin used his last few dollars to check into a cheap hotel.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The advantage was its proximity to Walter—direct observation of the group’s surroundings. The downside was its deplorable hygiene.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Still, to a scavenger from the Lower Nest, it was already luxurious.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Is this, in some sense, crying without tears?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Alvin rubbed his throbbing temples, struggling to contain the power so it wouldn’t leak out: “I never expected my awakened ability… would be psychic energy.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The sudden drop in temperature inside the factory, the frost coating the floor and equipment, the deep blue flames and lightning when he used his power—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>All unmistakably pointed to the most feared force in the Warhammer universe… psychic energy!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Psychics are either the only genuine blessing from the Warp, or humanity’s deepest curse!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Every psychic, when fighting, projects their soul into the Warp—and becomes a blazing flame!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>To the demons lurking in the Warp, psychics are like blinding beacons, drawing endless demons eager to devour their soul-projections in the Warp!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And the status and living conditions of most psychics? In one sentence: worse than scavengers in the Lower Nest!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Under the Imperium’s oppressive policies, illegal psychics are extremely dangerous—easily marked by Warp gods, becoming walking nuclear bombs.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Imperium constantly deploys vast fleets of Black Ships to patrol worlds, hunting, capturing, or collecting psychics!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then, either they’re sent to the Throne World to be burned as fuel for the Astronomican… or imprisoned until death.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Alvin didn’t want to be dragged to the Throne Hall and burned like firewood. Nor did he want to meet a fanatical Inquisitor who’d slice him into mincemeat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So only one path remained before him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Learn to control his psychic energy—and hide his identity as a psychic!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“According to the Imperium’s 24-tier classification, I’m an ‘Eta-level’ psychic.” Alvin exhaled, suddenly feeling relieved.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It wasn’t that he didn’t want to grow stronger—higher tiers like Zeta and Epsilon, once detected, would trigger strict Imperial control.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And the more powerful the psychic, the larger and hotter their soul-projection in the Warp—making them far more likely to attract the attention of the Chaos Gods!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So, in a way, Alvin was genuinely glad he remained at a relatively safe level.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At least he wouldn’t draw the attention of the Chaos Gods, the Inquisition, or the Astropathic Choir.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Next, it’s Walter Corporation’s turn.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Alvin looked out the window at the beautiful night view, glanced at his watch: “Hmm. Time’s up.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He knew Walter Group would never risk letting the Patriot contact someone who knew his past—so he needed to add more fuel.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He opened Twitter—and sure enough, a video had been instantly pinned to the top.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The video was simple: it featured the “Jigsaw” persona, mentioned the fifth compound and partial background of the Patriot, and issued a final ultimatum—within twenty-four hours, if the Patriot didn’t rescue the Invisible Man, it would release all remaining content!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though Walter reacted quickly and deleted the video, he had multiple backups—and scheduled them to post from multiple IP addresses.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Soon, Walter Group would be desperate. After all, the Patriot’s identity and the fifth compound were their greatest secrets—their lifeline.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Alvin briefly replied to a few messages from Starlight, then lay down to rest.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Across the street, Walter Corporation would have many sleepless nights.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The sudden Twitter storm caused the company’s stock to plummet, evaporating billions in value overnight. Vice President Madeline was nearly driven mad.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Find him! At any cost, find this bastard!” The woman who always masked herself with sharp competence now screamed hysterically, wild with rage: “I don’t care how you do it—find him now! Do you hear me?!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ashley silently endured the vice president’s fury, water dripping from her face, trembling: “Yes, we’ll find him as soon as possible.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At that moment, the Patriot pushed the door open and coldly scanned Ashley: “You. Out.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ashley glanced fearfully at Madeline, who crossed her arms and waved her off like shooing away bad luck: “Get out. I can’t stand looking at your stupid face!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ashley, as if rescued, bowed her head and hurried out.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Once the door closed, the Patriot turned to Madeline, a flicker of longing in his eyes—quickly masked as he said firmly: “I should handle this. No one is more suited than me.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“No, no, no—you absolutely cannot go!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Madeline shook her head firmly, pointing at the Patriot, raising her voice: “Listen carefully! We’ll handle this. You stay right here. Don’t go anywhere!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Who else is more suited?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Patriot, furious, his face twisted into a monstrous snarl, no trace of heroism left, roared: “You know damn well, Madeline—that man knows my past. If I don’t go, all of America will see what I really was!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just moments ago, after the Twitter video spread, the Patriot’s approval rating dropped ten percent!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That was what terrified him—once the public learned he’d been controlled since childhood, raised in that environment, his support would collapse completely.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Listen—you’re not going. It’s company policy!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Madeline couldn’t explain the truth—she feared the Patriot losing control. So she softened her tone, opening her arms as she always had: “Come here, John. Come to my arms.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Patriot’s throat tightened. He swallowed, then stepped forward slowly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Madeline embraced him like a newborn infant, gently lifting his outer shirt.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Patriot greedily sucked on Thunder, his face relaxing into satisfaction.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Good. That’s right, John.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Madeline closed her eyes, stroking the Patriot in her arms.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet she never noticed the monstrous expression on his face—or the rebellion and malice flashing in his eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>",1235,"2026-06-20T00:45:41.385Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","322877703ed452fcd435ae7c41d0c0234fe82d2af061f730313853262b06f8ab","starting-from-warhammer-to-raid-the-all-heavens-chapter-13","starting-from-warhammer-to-raid-the-all-heavens-chapter-11",588,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fstarting-from-warhammer-to-raid-the-all-heavens-cover.jpg"]