Chapter 166: No dog goes to Vigilus!

Rosales racked his brains and didn't guess that Alvin's courage could be so big!

This Dark Mechanicus Archmagos seemed to have been stunned by a sentence, and extremely complex computing data torrents made him silent for a full few minutes before saying in a surprised, suspicious, and slightly skeptical tone: "Are you planning to join Chaos?"

From his perspective, basically there is only this one possibility.

Otherwise, you are a good Rogue Trader heir, why do you want the gene seeds of the Astartes and the transformation surgery data?

Is it that you are too floating, or do you feel that the Imperial Inquisition and the Astartes can't lift the knife?

"Don't talk nonsense!"

Alvin was righteous, loudly scolding and refuting: "I am loyal to the Emperor and the Empire, how could I join Chaos? Although we are partners, I will still sue you for slander!"

"..." Rosales twitched the corner of his mouth, almost unable to hold back his laughter.

Since becoming an Archmagos, no one has been able to make him laugh for many years. Today is the first time.

But out of the concept of 'respecting' partners, Rosales finally held back his laughter, coughed twice: "Since you don't plan to join Chaos, you should know... if this thing falls into your hands, how much trouble it will bring. Let alone the heir of Valerius, even the High Lords can't protect you."

"I naturally know very well how much danger this will bring me."

Alvin smiled slightly, revealing a mysterious expression: "But this is my business, I will handle it well, please rest assured, Archmagos."

Risk, naturally, there is.

But in ancient Earth history, there was a man named Gao who said: The bigger the wind and waves, the more expensive the fish!

In the Human Empire, the transformation surgery of the Astartes is a top-secret that is strictly prohibited from leaking!

Even in the major Astartes Chapters, the specific transformation surgery process has subtle differences, and only a few people are qualified to know.

To make an ordinary human cross the genetic level and step into the realm of 'demigods', the most important 'implant' required is the Astartes gene seed. This is the foundation of all transformation surgeries. Only by implanting the gene seed can subsequent transformation surgeries be performed.

And right now, the biggest difficulty blocking Alvin is how to obtain the 'gene seed'.

Asking the 'old man' for it, he will probably be kicked back.

Can't you just rely on the good relationship and ask the Astartes for it?

Even more impossible. Even if it were the hearty Albert, if he heard him ask for gene seeds, it would be giving Valerius face if he didn't slap him to death.

So after a big circle, Alvin could only set his target on this Dark Mechanicus Archmagos.

The dignified Dark Mechanicus Archmagos, it shouldn't be that he can't even take out a few gene seeds, right?

Even if Rosales can't take it out, the Dark Mechanicus behind him can always take it out.

It's not that Alvin is overconfident, but the Dark Mechanicus does have this ability.

Their power is extremely huge. Although suppressed by the Adeptus Mechanicus on Mars, they have intricate ties with many traitorous Astartes Chapters in the dark, in places where the Adeptus Mechanicus on Mars

With the capabilities of the Dark Mechanicus, there is absolutely no difficulty in scraping together dozens of gene-seeds from those renegade Space Marine chapters!

"I am reminding you out of kindness; after all, I don't want to lose another collaborator."

Seeing Alvin's mind was made up, Rosales held the container of "Black Water" and, after a brief data analysis, said hoarsely: "I can meet your request, but... I want one kilogram of Black Water. This is the only equivalent trade that fits the value."

"Five hundred grams."

Alvin, well-versed in the essence of bargaining, habitually cut the price in half.

However, who knew that Rosales's eyes would suddenly flash with golden light? He grabbed Alvin's arm impatiently and said excitedly in a loud voice: "Fine, it's a deal! Praise the Omnissiah, five hundred grams!"

Damn. I asked for too much!

Seeing Rosales's reaction, Alvin knew he had lost big on this one.

Still too young. If the old man had been here to bargain, he probably would have aimed for the ankles on the first cut!

Alvin, deeply lamenting that he had learned another lesson, nodded helplessly and agreed: "Fine, five hundred grams of Black Water it is. But I must warn you, the gene-seeds I want must not have any Chaos corruption. Otherwise, don't blame me for not honoring the deal when the time comes."

"Rest assured, I guarantee I will find you some good ones."

Rosales immediately guaranteed it, swearing by the "Omnissiah" that he would absolutely not use defective items to fool Alvin.

On one hand, Rosales, thinking he had taken advantage of the situation, secretly rejoiced in his heart.

On the other hand, Alvin looked heartbroken, but in reality, he didn't care at all.

If Rosales knew that Alvin had two whole storage rooms full of that Black Water stuff, he probably wouldn't be laughing so happily.

Of course, from each other's perspectives, they both thought they were the one who had taken the big advantage.

Isn't the foundation of cooperation exactly this?

A result that satisfies both parties is the foundation for long-term cooperation, which made Rosales approve even more of this heir to the Valerius family.

"Praise the Omnissiah." Rosales was very excited; a full five hundred grams of "Black Water" could easily be exchanged for more "knowledge."

By then, even becoming a "Fabricator General" didn't seem like such an unreachable dream!

"Respected Lord Rosales, may I ask how we should conduct the trade?" Alvin brought up the most critical question; he could get Black Water anytime, the key was the gene-seeds.

"Mr. Alvin, it is a great pity... I have received a secret mission and must leave Losel soon." Rosales said with some regret: "But please do not worry. Once I have gathered enough gene-seeds, I will contact you proactively. We can decide the specific method of trade based on the situation then."

"You are leaving Losel?!"

Alvin was somewhat surprised. He had assumed Rosales would stay for a long time, after all, there was still a Necron tomb here.

"Yes, it is a great pity. Although I would very much like to stay here, orders are orders." Rosales sighed and said regretfully: "There is a more important mission that requires me to execute it."

Thinking about how vast the galaxy is, and who knows where the next stop will be, Alvin felt the trade was indefinitely distant.

Seeing Alvin's somewhat dejected look, Rosales immediately spoke to reassure him: "Don't worry, this mission is relatively simple. If it goes smoothly, it will be over soon, and it's not too far from Losel, so it won't delay our trade."

Not too far from Losel?

Suddenly, Alvin had an ominous premonition: "You wouldn't happen to be going to Vigilus, would you?"

"Oh? You know of Vigilus too?" Rosales was slightly surprised, but quickly reacted, assuming it was that old immortal Holn who told him, so he nodded: "That's right, the forces of Huang Quan-8 seem to have discovered some ancient artifact there, and I have been ordered to investigate."

Having said that, Rosales seemed afraid that Alvin would think there would be problems with this trade, so he specifically added: "Rest assured, although the Mechanicus forces on Vigilus are vast, we have insiders, so there won't be any problems. It absolutely won't affect the trade."

"... How about you don't go?"

Alvin's mouth twitched. Of all the places to go, why Vigilus?

The flag has already been planted for you—all that talk about coming back soon and nothing going wrong—that place, if no accidents happen, will immediately become a classic 40K "tourist attraction"!

People's brains are going to be beaten into dog brains; the brutality index is maxed out at ten stars!

"Why?"

Rosales was a bit strange, always feeling that Alvin's gaze was like looking at a dead man, which made him quite uncomfortable.

"Ahem, how about you give me an emergency contact method?"

Alvin couldn't reveal the future, so he had to settle for second best and said: "In case I can't reach you then, I can still find someone else, right?"

If it weren't for the fact that Alvin was an important partner, Rosales would have already swung a power axe at him. Isn't this purely cursing him to have an accident?

But after considering it repeatedly, Rosales still agreed to Alvin's suggestion.

He waved his hand and removed the servo-skull implanted in his back: "From the perspective of trade, your concerns are not unreasonable. If something happens to me, you can use this servo-skull to contact Fabricator General 'Amos' directly."

【Detected item: Servo-skull (Excellent)】

【Modified into a servo-skull because a gear was installed incorrectly during its lifetime; contains a special communication array】

【Energy provided: 10 units】

"Thank you very much for your understanding, respected Lord Rosales."

Alvin immediately breathed a sigh of relief. With the servo-skull, he wouldn't have to worry.

The only pity was that he had finally found a partner to his liking, and they were about to kick the bucket; it was truly a shame.

As for whether Rosales could return from Vigilus alive?

The probability was about the same as winning the lottery. That place was simply a living hell, even more so than Losel, with the difficulty level adjusted up by at least seven or eight notches!

It could be called a classic Warhammer chaotic mess; one must experience it!

Alvin felt it wouldn't be excessive to burn a stick of incense for poor "Rosales" in advance.

What, Vigilus?

Whoever wants to go can go; it's a dump where even dogs wouldn't go. Alvin would rather take another trip through the Warp than go to Vigilus!

Once the "Sword of Redemption" is mostly repaired, he'll trick the old man into leaving at full speed!