Chapter 165: Black Water as Bait!

The 'torture' from the Primaris Space Marine, Captain Albert, lasted for nearly seven days, allowing Alvin to experience in advance the unspeakable pain of being a noble!

From the moment he opened his eyes every day, he was dragged to the training ground by Elsa, and then what awaited him was swordsmanship training, firearms training, combat training, etc., from Albert.

After the training finally ended, Alvin was finally able to breathe a sigh of relief and immediately applied to Elsa to go out.

Elsa wanted to follow, but was sternly rejected by him.

After all... this matter is a bit unsightly.

Fortunately, Elsa asked Holn and barely agreed to Alvin's request to go out, but the premise was not to leave the upper hive and to carry a positioning device.

It is not for monitoring. The main function of the positioning device is to allow Alvin to immediately deploy a teleport beacon when he encounters danger, allowing the Astartes in space orbit to rescue him.

After leaving the Planetary Governor's mansion, Alvin deliberately circled a few times, confirmed that no one was following, and came to a foundry.

Deep into the foundry, a servo-skull floated out of the shadows, emitting a red scanning beam: "Confirm visitor... Alvin Valerius, please follow me."

The servo-skull led the way in front, and Alvin followed closely.

Led by the servo-skull to a very hidden room, after opening the gate through verification, inside was a laboratory.

Alvin stepped into it and saw an 'old friend'... Dark Mechanicus Archmagos, Lord Rosales.

"Respected Archmagos, good afternoon."

Alvin bowed very elegantly, standard noble etiquette.

In these few days, besides being abused by Albert every day, in his spare time, he followed Elsa and learned a lot about noble etiquette.

"I heard about the assassination." Rosales put down the research work in his hand, turned around and looked at Alvin, and after confirming that he was okay, his tone eased a lot: "To be able to let Chaos send a demon assassin, I really didn't misread you."

Just from this point, it proves that Alvin's value is absolutely higher than that dog-fart Planetary Governor!

"I should thank you. If it weren't for the gift you gave me, maybe something would have really happened this time." Alvin recalled the assassination that day, still with lingering fear.

If it weren't for the 'Oath Armor', which blocked the assassin's first wave of attacks for him, I'm afraid he wouldn't have had time to react before going to see the Emperor.

Now that I think about it, fortunately, I didn't give up the Oath Armor because of the 'cross-dressing' problem!

"I like fair deals. A piece of armor I don't need in exchange for the knowledge of the Necrons, in my opinion, it is very worth it."

Rosales held the staff and made a somewhat cold laugh, then said: "There is one thing, I think you might be more interested. I went to explore the Necron tomb you mentioned, but unfortunately... I didn't find the hyper-spatial dimension. I think the owner of that tomb should be sleeping."

Good good good, worthy of being an oil guy, really know how to die!

Alvin couldn't help but give him a thumbs up. It was fortunate that the Necron tomb didn't wake up, otherwise it would have been another fight!

"Don't worry, I know what you are worried about." Rosales looked at Alvin, whose expression was strange, and naturally guessed his thoughts, laughing gloomily: "I am not that stupid to provoke an unknown overlord, at least not until I am fully prepared."

That's good... Alvin breathed a sigh of relief. He was too afraid that the oil guy couldn't hold back his temper and woke up the Necrons.

God knows what level the Necrons sleeping in that tomb are?

If a 'Dynasty' was woken up, the fun would be big!

"I discovered an interesting thing when the servitors were exploring the periphery."

Rosales said meaningfully, waving the staff, and projected a picture: "It seems that this guy is planning to wake up this sleeping Necron tomb."

In the video, Alvin saw a very familiar figure—Galken Hadley!

This dog thing escaped from the Ecclesiarchy cathedral and has been investigated by the Space Marines, but there has been no result. I didn't expect him to run to the Necron tomb!

And looking at it, it seems that he is trying every means to find the entrance to the hyper-spatial dimension and wake up this sleeping Necron tomb!

Alvin was itching with hatred, staring at Galken, gritting his teeth: "Thank you this time, Lord Rosales, I will send someone to solve him!"

"Don't thank me, as a partner, I don't like unstable factors." Rosales also didn't like Galken very much.

After all, he was teased by this guy for a long time, and in the end, he didn't get anything, but lost two demon engines. He wished someone would solve this trouble!

"Respected Archmagos, thank you very much for the information you gave." Alvin took out a glass container the size of a fingernail from his clothes, handed it over carefully, and smiled: "As a thank you, I hope this thing... can satisfy you."

"This is?"

Rosales clamped the tiny container with his prosthetic limb and observed it carefully in front of his eyes. The pitch-black liquid that looked like viscous matter made his tone suddenly a bit urgent: "Where did you get this thing?!"

Something that could make an Archmagos of the Adeptus Mechanicus so excited was naturally the top biological technology of the Engineer race from the alien world... Black Water!

Rosales scanned the liquid in the container and was shocked to find that the substance actually contained... extremely complex biological genetic programming, and even according to the servo-skull's calculation, just one drop was enough to change the genes of a creature!

This is absolutely a 'taboo' in the Empire today!

It is no exaggeration to say that although he is not deeply involved in biological genetics, if he takes it back and hands it to the Archmagos who specializes in genetic biology in the Dark Mechanicus, he can absolutely exchange for amazing knowledge!

"Respected Archmagos, this thing is called 'Black Water', and its greatest effect is to modify the genes of creatures."

Alvin smiled, threw out the bait, and next... just wait for the hook.

Rosales clearly guessed Alvin's thoughts, but he didn't mind taking the bait, so he suppressed the heat in his heart and looked at Alvin: "What... do you want?"

"This Black Water is a gift for you."

Alvin was not in a hurry, smiling.

"No, you can understand what I mean." Rosales was not satisfied with such a little 'Black Water'. He wanted more to seize greater benefits in the church, so he said straight: "I need 100 milliliters of 'Black Water'. As a price... what do you want?"

"I want..."

Alvin paused slightly, and then said slowly in Rosales's eager gaze: "Ten unpolluted gene seeds, and the data of the Astartes transformation surgery!"

Skip a few chapters, go to the next world soon! ===== CHAPTER 166 =====