[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-starting-from-warhammer-to-raid-the-all-heavens":3,"chapter-starting-from-warhammer-to-raid-the-all-heavens-starting-from-warhammer-to-raid-the-all-heavens-chapter-93":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"chinese","Starting from Warhammer to Raid the All Heavens",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":21,"novelImage":22},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":16,"translator":17,"content_hash":18},2277866,4456,"Chapter 93: Greatness Begins with Insignificance","starting-from-warhammer-to-raid-the-all-heavens-chapter-93",93,"\u003Cp>Immortality has always been the greatest desire in human history, whether for ancient emperors or the genius who founded the Veland Corporation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Peter Veland achieved the greatest accomplishment in human history, even creating androids—a feat rivaling that of a “Creator.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Precisely because of this, he longed even more to achieve “immortality.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He personally founded the Veland Corporation, even surpassing the Federal Government in supreme authority—how could he possibly give up all this?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He wanted to become a god who forever controlled power!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>To this end, Peter Veland was willing to spend trillions, just to find humanity’s “Creators,” hoping to obtain from them the key to breaking genetic limits and overcoming lifespan constraints.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But now, he seemed to have a second choice!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Alvin’s appearance gave the dying Veland, who had previously placed all hope in the “Creator” ruins, a sudden glimmer of hope.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The old man grew so emotionally agitated he nearly choked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The medical staff beside him rushed to revive him, barely saving his life.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“D…David…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Revived, Veland gripped David’s hand, gesturing for him to speak on his behalf: “You…you ask him…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>David nodded obediently, turning to Alvin: “Sir, you’ve likely already guessed the general situation. On behalf of Mr. Veland, I wish to know how your race overcame lifespan limitations.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“There are many ways to overcome lifespan limits—but why should I tell you?” Alvin regarded Veland and David with disdain: “Or rather, what equal value can you offer in return?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>These words left David in deep thought; he turned helplessly toward Veland.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Indeed, with Veland Corporation’s current technology, there seemed to be nothing capable of matching the value of breaking lifespan limits.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“E…everything…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Veland spoke up voluntarily; though still weak, he forcibly removed his respirator, eyes blazing like a gambler staking his entire fortune on one roll: “I am willing to pay any price…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I’m starting to find humans interesting…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Alvin slowly approached Veland.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The medical staff nearby moved to intervene—but Veland shoved them all away: “Get out!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>David stood silently aside; he knew well that if this alien lifeform intended to act, no human aboard this ship could stop it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Veland clutched his wheelchair, his gaze burning with predatory hunger as he looked up at Alvin: “I have much—anything you want, I will give you!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I can give you the method to extend your lifespan.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Alvin looked down at Veland, seated in the wheelchair, emaciated, rotting like decaying wood, on the brink of death, and smiled: “But I require your loyalty—your remaining life, your entire being.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Agreed.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Veland had no other path left; better to bet on a living alien than on those ruins: “I pledge my loyalty to you. I will give you everything—so long as you help me live!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“No need to rush your promise.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Alvin had no intention of believing a shrewd merchant’s word—but he didn’t care.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>How could a man as cunning as Veland truly pledge loyalty after just one sentence?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He agreed only because he had no other choice.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>To think one could so easily control a merchant who built an interstellar corporate empire? That would be madness.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So Alvin needed him to witness his hope utterly extinguished, to fall into complete despair—then offer him a “gift.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Looking at Veland’s desperate gaze, Alvin smirked: “You still have another option. Wait until you find the ‘Creators’—then decide. I have no shortage of patience.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Veland, caught out, felt no shame: “I swear by God, every word I said is true, sir!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I don’t believe in God.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Alvin patted his shoulder, bent down, whispered a few words in his ear, then gave David a meaningful glance before turning toward the door: “With your authority, arranging me a Shenfen  shouldn’t be difficult, right?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Unknown what he had said, Veland’s eyes darkened instantly; he glanced at David, then quickly returned to normal, unnoticed, and murmured: “I will introduce you to the crew as a specialist I personally hired. No one will question your identity.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Good. When you go to explore the ruins, remember to call for me,” Alvin suddenly said to David. “For now, you’ll assist me. Is that acceptable?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>David looked at Veland, who gave a blank nod: “David, you are to care for this gentleman.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Sir, to blend into human society, I suggest you take a human name.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>David said this with full responsibility.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Alvin Valthius.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Alvin stated his name calmly: “Translated from our language into human script, this is my name.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Sounds like the name of a noble.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>David said this without blinking, flattery smooth as silk: “Perfectly suits your appearance. In human society, many women would surely pursue you, sir.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Since cabin space aboard the ship was limited, David temporarily assigned him to his own quarters—androids didn’t need rest anyway.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So much happened today.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Exploring the Creator’s ruins, encountering an alien lifeform, and prematurely awakening Veland—all disrupted David’s original plan.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Alvin sat cross-legged on the bed, as if in “meditation.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>David hesitated for several seconds, then made up his mind and pulled out the black canister he had brought back from the ruins.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The black canister was cylindrical, nearly a meter tall.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Inside the ruins, their intrusion altered the air environment, causing organic matter to seep out—but this canister had been treated with liquid nitrogen, so its contents should remain intact.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>David quickly found the method and unscrewed the black canister.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As a bio-android, he had no body temperature, no respiration—changing carbon dioxide levels wouldn’t trigger any change in the canister.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>To his surprise, inside were six greenish vessels resembling ampoules.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>David pulled them out bare-handed; thick liquid poured down. He took one ampoule, inverted it before his eyes, and observed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Within the transparent viscous substance, a black, viscous mass floated—identical to the material that had seeped from the ruins when air temperature changed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>To confirm, David snapped the ampoule.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He let a single drop of the black viscous substance fall onto his fingertip and studied it closely.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He speculated…this organic matter must be connected to the Creators’ creation of life—but specifics required further experimentation to verify.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In David’s mind, a suitable subject appeared.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Greatness often begins with insignificance.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>David stared intently at the black viscous drop on his fingertip, a look of rapture on his face: “Even a half-baked being could create life, couldn’t it?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I advise you—this thing is dangerous.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Suddenly, Alvin’s voice came from behind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I’m sorry—did I wake you?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>David froze, slowly turning to see Alvin seated on the bed, watching him—his stance unclear: “Are you…going to stop me?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Why would I stop you?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Alvin smiled enigmatically: “I’m merely warning you—it’s dangerous. A tiny amount can create an unparalleled ‘miracle.’”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“A miracle of life?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>David’s interest surged, his eyes brightening.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If he truly could create life…could he himself become a “Creator”?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Alvin gave no answer. He merely stared at David with a strange gaze, leaving David uneasy, wondering at his true intent.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“David, I’m curious.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Alvin watched the nervous android and spoke slowly: “Suppose…Veland were gone, and your foundational logic had no constraints—how far would you grow?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I cannot answer that question.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>David lowered his head, refusing to respond.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But the seed buried deep within his mind had already begun growing uncontrollably— Yexin , a nameless ambition, now took root in his logic.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This book has been officially renamed~ Some readers said the pacing is slow, but it’s unavoidable—the original setting begins with scavengers. Those familiar with Warhammer know that a Merchant Adventurer’s Trade Charter comes either from the Empire or a noble family, both requiring immense status—so it’s not simply handed out. In my last book, pacing too fast ruined the story; this one won’t be too slow, but won’t be too fast either. As for raiding… Merchant Adventurers are modeled after English privateers—not pure plundering, but a mix of trade and raiding. The protagonist’s identity will be revealed soon—it’s all set up from earlier, and many readers have likely guessed already.\u003C\u002Fp>",1314,"2026-06-20T00:45:41.385Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","5a55176f1358175f5bfb8879a071a4169ac381f444c316b9bc9005ccdde8ff05","starting-from-warhammer-to-raid-the-all-heavens-chapter-94","starting-from-warhammer-to-raid-the-all-heavens-chapter-92",588,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fstarting-from-warhammer-to-raid-the-all-heavens-cover.jpg"]