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Though its defensive strength is unclear, at least stopping bullets is no problem.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He really struck gold—His Majesty has answered his prayers!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though his heart pounded rapidly, Alvin’s expression remained dismissive, feigning annoyance: “Everything here is basically trash.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Of course it’s trash—if it weren’t, would I be the one selling it?” The vendor sneered. “Buy it or not? If not, I’ll just swap it all for nutrient gruel.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Nah, I can’t finish that much gruel.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Alvin shook his head, then pretended to hesitate, finally selecting the old laser pistol, a dead battery, and slipping in the copper shard, his face filled with disappointment: “These, plus three portions of nutrient gruel.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The vendor saw the copper shard but didn’t care—it was everywhere, who knew which broken device it came from? “One portion of nutrient gruel costs ten kroner. I’ll take the loss on the rest. Next time you find something good, come back to me.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Take a loss?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That was hilarious.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Everyone knows scavengers eat dog shit on the roadside—but never get cheated.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Alvin didn’t bother exposing him, only smiled and nodded: “Alright, next time I find something good, I’ll definitely come to you.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After packing the items, he turned and left the black market.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The vendor held the gas mask, his gaze fixed on Alvin’s departing figure, his expression thoughtful.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After leaving the black market, Alvin didn’t rush home.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Instead, he deliberately took a long detour, confirmed he wasn’t followed, then vanished into an empty alley and discarded his clothes, burning them to ash.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Only then did he exhale in relief: “Now, I should be safe.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Never underestimate anyone—especially the trash of the Undercity.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The man had metal prosthetics—he wasn’t some ordinary Undercity scum. That’s why Alvin wasn’t sure if his little trick had fooled him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But burning the clothes erased all scent. Even if the man realized later, he’d never find Alvin.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though the clothes were his last remaining “asset,” Alvin deemed it necessary to eliminate the threat. Only the cautious survive the Wasteland.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With the threat neutralized, Alvin finally followed the familiar path back to his predecessor’s home.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Calling it a “home” was generous—it was a doghole cobbled together from a garbage dump even scavengers refused, reeking of foul stench, littered with filth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet despite all that, Alvin felt an inexplicable sense of peace.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The crude shack made of sheet metal was his home—the place he’d grown up in.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Back in the metal shack, Alvin was starving. He immediately tore open a bag of nutrient gruel and gulped it down.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The first taste—thick, flavorless sludge—nearly made him vomit.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No matter how you looked at it, the stuff resembled vomit. In the end, hunger overruled reason.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Alvin shut his eyes, gritted his teeth, and swallowed the entire bag in large gulps.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The hunger eased. He finally understood why this meager portion was in such high demand in the Undercity.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Because no matter how revolting, at least this stuff... kept you alive.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though he desperately wanted to sleep, reason told Alvin he had to act fast—reactivate the “dial.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The threat from Bloodaxe Gang was secondary.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With the “godhand” aiding him, Alvin felt confident—but what truly unsettled him was the memory of the hooded man speaking with Hammer Gang.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If he wasn’t mistaken, that mysterious hooded man was very likely a... psyker!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Psionic energy draws power from the Warp, unleashing supernatural destruction. Any psyker is an extremely dangerous being.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Everyone knows: once the Warp is involved, this is no small matter.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Especially when the hooded psyker mentioned “skulls” and “sacrifice”—Alvin grew deeply uneasy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Warp, psyker, skulls, sacrifice...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Put together, these four words told Alvin plainly: the enemy was preparing to summon a Khorne demon.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Khorne, demons—once they appear in the Warhammer universe, the outcome is either death or a fate worse than death.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Should he go to an Inquisitor?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But the thought lasted less than half a second before he rejected it outright.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not only would a Undercity trash like him never get near an Inquisitor—he’d likely be shot as a rioter on sight.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even if he somehow reached an Inquisitor and reported the possibility of a cultist infiltrating the Undercity, he wouldn’t receive a medal—he’d get a bullet.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then, the Inquisitor would decide whether to issue an Exterminatus order based on the cult’s activity.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even in the best-case scenario, those fanatical Inquisitors would simply nuke the entire Undercity to prevent “corruption.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the Warhammer universe, human lives are the cheapest thing of all.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But if he said nothing, and the cult’s blood ritual succeeded, what might arrive instead... could be Grey Knights!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Alvin’s face twisted in bitterness. If Grey Knights descended, the whole planet might be wiped out.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Activate the dial quickly, then find a way to stop those lunatics.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He wasn’t doing this for some damn justice—he was doing it to avoid being dragged down.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If things blew up, he’d have nowhere to run. The Exterminatus would come, and he’d be left praying to the Emperor for a miracle—maybe next life he’d get a harem world.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The urgency of the cult pushed all distractions from Alvin’s mind. He laid out everything he’d bought from the black market.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Suppressing his excitement, he picked up the copper shard: “Energy’s in hand—but how do I transfer it to the dial?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As he pondered, the dial resting against his chest trembled slightly, as if sensing the energy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Alvin pulled out the dial, thought for a moment, then pressed the copper shard against it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A faint glow flickered, then the mechanical voice sounded again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>【Available energy to replenish: 150 units】\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Alvin smiled inwardly—it worked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But staring at the copper shard, he hesitated: “Can I just replenish 100 units?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The deflection field generator was a top-tier defense device. If he had enough energy, he’d never waste it on this.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>【Replenish energy: 100 units】\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The dial was surprisingly considerate—it left him 50 units. Now, if he used the deflection field generator sparingly, it could save him from multiple lethal strikes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After replenishment, the dial fused into his wrist like a tattoo.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This change pleased Alvin—he no longer had to worry about losing it or being discovered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>【Navigator: Alvin】\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>【Race: Human】\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>【Class: Scavenger】\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>【Anchored World: None】\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>【Remaining Energy: 100 units】\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>【Respected Navigator, would you like to travel to... a New World?】\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Alvin picked up the old laser pistol, slipped the copper shard into his pocket, and confirmed: “Yes. Travel to the New World!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Suddenly, a black hole opened before him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A massive force sucked the stunned Alvin in—and he vanished.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When Alvin opened his eyes again, he found himself in an alley.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Always these places? Am I somehow drawn to this crap?” Alvin muttered bitterly, then looked up at the night sky.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The moon shone bright, stars sparse, the night like a gauzy veil.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even the cool summer breeze carried a sense of longing and enchantment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>People only realize how precious something was after losing it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Like Alvin—after being thrown into the Warhammer universe, even breathing twenty-first-century air felt like a luxury.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“This... is truly living!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Alvin opened his arms and took a deep, greedy breath, as if reborn.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Across the street, a LED screen on a commercial building played a video.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A handsome young man in a tight blue suit, draped in a Stars-and-Stripes cape, looked like a god descending—he smiled brightly, like an innocent boy, being interviewed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“The Super Seven, led by Amerika, successfully crushed the rebel conspiracy and saved hundreds of civilians.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Alvin froze when he saw the man in the video.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That’s not... 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