Chapter 36

Three days!

Three whole days!

Alvin didn't even know how he had survived!

Seventy-two hours, four thousand three hundred and twenty minutes, two hundred and fifty-nine thousand two hundred seconds, he almost counted them down.

Take's training was insane, not giving him any time to rest at all.

Morning: how to lurk, camouflage, cover one's own breath, etc.; afternoon: close-quarters combat, unarmed fighting, resistance to beating, running away.

If it weren't for the astonishing improvement in physique and recovery speed after injecting "Compound V," with Take's high-intensity training, Alvin would have been trained to waste long ago!

Finally, after Alvin struggled through three days, he received Take's evaluation with a face full of disgust.

"Very good, congratulations, kid." He flicked the ash and sneered: "Now you are about the same as a six-year-old child from Catachan."

For this evaluation, Alvin didn't care, and even felt a little happy.

Being able to have combat power about the same as a six-year-old child from Catachan is already a very high evaluation. You must know that in Catachan, if a six-year-old child cannot use dry bread to slap a cultist to death, then it is equivalent to him not being able to live to adulthood. Can getting this evaluation not be considered high?

"Mr. Take, thank you very much for your training over the past three days."

Alvin knew in his heart that Take didn't need to train him, and the reason he did so wasn't entirely because of Aluman.

So no matter what, these three days were a kindness he needed to keep in mind.

"Don't thank me, just come back alive."

Take sat lazily on the sofa, lighting an inferior cigarette: "What I taught you should be enough. It's a pity the time is too short. You have good talent. If you could give me another half a year, I would definitely be sure to train you into a qualified Catachan Jungle Fighter!"

Don't say, I'm really looking forward to it... Alvin fantasized in his brain about the scene of himself becoming a Catachan Jungle Fighter.

At that time, using psychic powers as a trump card, breaking out at a critical moment, it would definitely be unexpected!

But thinking is thinking, one still has to be realistic. Alvin smiled bitterly and shook his head, handing the Catachan combat knife that had accompanied him for three days to him reluctantly: "Mr. Take, return this combat knife to you."

Every Catachan fighter values the "combat knife" the most, and looking at the entire Empire, the Catachan combat knife belongs to the best of the best!

Many commissars, Imperial Guard soldiers, and nobles all take collecting a Catachan combat knife as a symbol of honor.

Who knew, Take just glanced at the combat knife handed over, didn't reach out to take it, and still sat still: "This knife is lent to you for now, return it to me when you come back."

Alvin hesitated for a few seconds, finally inserted the combat knife into the scabbard solemnly, and said sincerely: "Thank you, Mr. Take, I will not forget this kindness."

"Get lost, come find me here in a month."

Take was still looking disdainful and waved his hand impatiently.

Alvin didn't talk nonsense, packed his equipment, and returned along the way he came.

Leaving the sewer, Alvin didn't rush to cross over; he still had one thing to do.

Three days of Catachan training made Alvin benefit a lot, his camouflage technology improved by leaps and bounds, and he easily mixed through the Hammer Gang's inspection and returned to the South District.

In more than half a month, the South District had undergone earth-shaking changes.

First of all, the Bone Gang that originally ruled the South District was directly eliminated and annexed by the Hammer Gang. There were many fewer scavengers on the street, replaced by black gang members.

These black gang members all wore hammer badges, not only without any previous oppression or arrogance but even actively maintaining order.

It's really hell; the black gang is not a black gang, it's changed to poverty alleviation!

Looking at the "prosperous" scene, Alvin lowered his eyelids, and deep in his heart, there was only unspeakable complexity.

Because he knew very well... the reason the Hammer Gang did this was not because they found their conscience.

It was to recruit more people and then wait for the right opportunity to flood into the mid-nest and even the upper nest together, spreading Chaos to the entire hive city!

Alvin knew it well, but he was powerless to stop it.

Just as he was about to leave, he suddenly saw a familiar figure, enthusiastically distributing energy bars to the scavengers who came to the Hammer Gang's daily free food stall.

That is... Emerich?!

Although it was only a glimpse, Alvin was very sure that he hadn't seen it wrong!

Emerich... actually joined the Hammer Gang!

He came to the lower nest South District this time specifically, on the one hand, to avoid the Tech-Priest, and on the other hand, to find the Emerich siblings and introduce them to Take, to stay away from this place of right and wrong.

But who could have thought that in just over ten days, Emerich joined the Hammer Gang?

Isn't this jumping into a fire pit!

Alvin didn't claim to be a good person, but the tragic experience of the siblings inevitably made him feel a trace of sympathy.

At least, within his ability, he could help the siblings.

The line of scavengers receiving food was very long, and in order not to attract attention, Alvin had to line up at the end.

He waited for two full hours before it was finally his turn.

Emerich skillfully handed over two energy bars and said casually: "As long as you join the Hammer Gang, you can receive a portion of nutritional porridge every day~"

But just after finishing speaking, the boy heard the other party lower his voice and say: "Emerich, do you remember me?"

One sentence made Emerich's movements pause, and he looked up in disbelief as if electrocuted.

Seeing Alvin's dirty dress, disheveled hair, and face, as if he had changed into a different person, he reacted quickly, and a touch of surprise appeared in his eyes.

But he was very cautious, didn't call out the name in the first instance, but handed the work to other members and signaled Alvin to follow with his eyes.

The two came to the backyard of a bar. After confirming that no one was following, Emerich said excitedly in a low voice: "It's really you, Mr. Alvin, I didn't expect to see you again!"

"I came specifically to find you, Emerich."

Alvin got straight to the point and said directly: "I will give you a name and address, you take your sister to find him, just say I let you come, he will take you away from the lower nest."

Facing the sudden surprise, Emerich opened his mouth wide, was stunned for a full half minute, and then stumbled and said: "Mr. Alvin, you..."

"Don't ask so much, go quickly, the faster the better."

Alvin interrupted the boy, his voice carrying a trace of severity unconsciously: "Emerich, the Hammer Gang is dangerous!"

However, under Alvin's advice, Emerich was silent for a long time.

"You don't believe me?"

Alvin raised an eyebrow, his eyes gradually becoming cold.

"No, Mr. Alvin, I believe you would never harm us."

Emerich lowered his head, like a child who had done something wrong, bit his lip, and said firmly: "But, I can't leave, please forgive me for failing your kindness, Mr. Alvin."

"Give me a reason."

Alvin's eyes were indifferent, looking at Emerich in front of him, as if looking at a stranger.

"Mr. Alvin, not long after you left, Buck was going to... sell my sister." Emerich looked bitter, clenching his fists, his whole body trembling: "I, I couldn't beat Buck at all, it was Mr. Kolchi of the Hammer Gang who saved us!"

"Mr. Kolchi was very good to us, he let me join the Hammer Gang, and gave me weapons, let me take revenge..."

"I, I can't betray Mr. Kolchi..."

Emerich didn't dare to look into Alvin's eyes and said: "And the Hammer Gang is not as terrifying as you imagine. Mr. Kolchi said that everyone gathered together to survive, and the Hammer Gang will make the lower nest better, so... please forgive me, Mr. Alvin."

Alvin looked at Emerich, sighed deeply, didn't say another word, and turned and left.

He had no way to change the boy's thinking, let alone tell Emerich that the black gang you call "to let everyone survive" is essentially a cult organization that worships "Khorne"!

This path was chosen by Emerich himself, and he had already given him a chance.

Truth is crueler than lies.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Alvin!"

Behind him came Emerich's voice full of apology.

But Alvin didn't look back; his only kindness could not change the fate of the siblings.

Damn Tzeentch!

He vented powerlessly in his heart.

A moment later, in the depths of an empty alley, Alvin looked down at the watch ring on his wrist: "Navigator System, go to the new world."

The black hole swallowed him directly, and he disappeared quietly!