Chapter 83: Warhammer: What Do You Mean You Conquered the Zerg

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Protagonist:

Lin En

Lena

Bu Rui Wei Si Zhong Cheng, Rui En Gong Hui Zongbu.

This building was completely different from the noble manors in Upper City, which were ornate in appearance and graceful in line.

It was built from a rugged steel frame and thick cement, square in shape, sharp-edged, with a strong modern industrial style.

In the Human Empire, noble birthday banquets were often not purely for celebration.

More often they were to display social status, conduct political deals, and consolidate power networks.

And everyone knew the purpose of today's banquet.

To "survive."

Lin En was currently inside an ordinary armored troop carrier outside the main gate of the Ryan Guild headquarters, waiting for the banquet to begin.

He kept a low profile today.

He did not take his luxurious private car with gold trim and the Governor's Flag, but instead randomly chose an armored vehicle from the PDF Forces.

Gray-green paint, simple lines—among the other vehicles parked before the guild gate, it was unremarkable.

He brought only two people.

Dou Dou, and "Isud."

Gus had been left at the Governor's Mansion to handle daily government affairs for him.

After all, as his "Deputy Officer," and a highly educated person, there had to be something for him to do.

Lin En was carefully reading the information on the data slate in his hand.

He was reading the detailed data Carter had compiled for him about the protagonist of today's banquet, Guild President Cui Fu Rui En.

【Cui Fu Rui En, Male, 56 years old.

Fifth-generation President of the Ryan Guild.

Family history: His great-great-grandfather, during the early stage of Bu Rui Wei Si's transformation into the Nest Capital, earned merit for supporting the then-Governor in suppressing the "Xenos Invasion."

He was granted the title of "Honorary Prince" and obtained ten standard PDF equipment production lines.

At its peak, it controlled ten fully automatic production lines.

Monthly output: one million single-man laser guns, one million sets of bulletproof armor components, one hundred million laser energy packs, and two million sets of grenades and other basic area-of-effect cluster equipment.

He long served as one of the three chairmen of the Industrial Alliance, responsible for seventy percent of the PDF's basic equipment supply.

But since Cui Fu took office as president, PDF equipment had already fallen into a state of saturation.

Plus the Green Skin Invasion, Dolido's fall, the outbreak of the food crisis, the reduction of PDF scale, and a sharp drop in equipment demand.

Currently only two factories maintained low-load operation, and the scale of industry had shrunk to ten percent of its peak.

The title of Industrial Alliance chairman had been replaced two years ago by the president of the "Wei Bo Guild."

The Ryan Guild currently needs to support about four million workers and their family members.

The guild's grain reserves are only enough to last the final month.

Cui Fu Rui En has recently frequently contacted various forces, seeking grain supply channels, but with little effect.】

Lin En turned off the data slate and looked up at the guild gate.

That gate was cast from heavy alloy, with wrenches and hammers carved on the door panels—the emblem of the Industrial Alliance.

The gate was now open, and guests were entering one after another.

Most wore work clothes or simple formal attire, carrying safes of various sizes in their hands.

Inside were cards unique to Bu Rui Wei Si, all of them "gifts given as courtesy."

In Bu Rui Wei Si's current environment, there was only one truly practical gift: grain.

Lin En watched from afar, using the enhanced hearing built into his bionic armor to eavesdrop on the amounts of the courtesy gifts.

One hundred twenty tons of starch canned food, eighty tons of synthetic protein blocks, two hundred tons of starch canned food; the highest could reach five hundred tons.

Occasionally, people dressed as nobles appeared, and their courtesy gifts were higher—one thousand tons, two thousand tons.

But for a guild that had to feed four million people, these were but a drop in the bucket.

Exchanging equipment for grain had always been the way of survival in Middle City.

But now, the noble lords had grain, but did not want equipment,

while the people of Lower City needed equipment, but had no grain.

It was a dead end on both sides.

He shook his head and looked at "Isud" beside him.

She wore a deep blue long dress today, simple in style, without any luxurious ornaments noble women liked.

Her long hair was arranged in a simple bun, with light makeup on her face, all done by Lin En personally.

After all, although Lena could control this body, she was not interested in things like "how a human woman should dress."

At this moment, Isud sat quietly, silently accompanying Lin En.

Lin En reached out and gently held her hand.

"Let's go," he said.

The three of them walked toward the guild gate.

Lin En did not wear the Governor's Uniform today, but a set of dark gray casual clothes, with a windbreaker over it.

He looked like an ordinary young merchant or minor Noble.

Dou Dou followed behind him, wearing custom-made oversized PDF Zhuang Jia.

At two point six meters tall and Fully Armed, he was like a moving wall.

When they reached the Doorway, they were stopped.

Two Iron Guards stood on either Side of the Door, wearing gray-black Heavy Power Armor with the Industrial Alliance's Emblem on their Shoulder Armor.

They held the Union-made "Thunder Hammer" Heavy Grenade Launcher; just the caliber showed its terrifying power.

The Iron Guard was the Industrial Alliance's most core armed force.

There were not many of them, mostly composed of workers' descendants, comparable to the Star Realm Army's heavy-armored Elites.

Although their overall Combat Power might not match, the quality of their equipment was second to none.

"Please show your invitation."

The Iron Guard on the left spoke, his voice Steady.

His Gaze swept over Lin En's group, and when it finally landed on Dou Dou, he became clearly vigilant.

Lin En shrugged.

"If there's no invitation, can we not attend the banquet?"

"You can." The Iron Guard did not directly refuse.

"But you need to pay an 'admission fee'."

"How much?"

"At least one hundred tons of Dan Fen Guan Tou, or other food of equivalent value."

The Iron Guard said, sizing up Lin En again.

The man before him looked young, his clothes not very fancy, and he brought along an unfamiliar subhuman hulk as an Escort.

Probably the child of some minor Noble, trying to take the opportunity to make connections.

He had seen plenty of this kind of person.

"One hundred tons?" Lin En raised his eyebrows.

The Iron Guard sneered in his heart.

Indeed, he thought it too expensive.

He was about to say "If there's nothing else, please go back," when he heard Lin En's next words:

"That little?"

The Iron Guard was stunned, and Lin En had already turned to look at Dou Dou:

"Dou Dou, tell the people Inside."

"Kaili, ten thousand tons!"

Dou Dou's honest face immediately showed a "I understand" expression.

He took a Deep Breath, his chest swelled, and then he roared Inside:

"Kaili ten thousand tons!!!"

The Ogryn's hulking build gave them enormous voices.

With this shout, the sound immediately blasted into the Guild's doors and exploded throughout the entire Zongbu Front Hall.

The originally Noisy sounds inside the door instantly fell silent.

Then, intense discussion erupted.

"Who?!"

"Kaili? Which Kaili?"

"Ten thousand tons?! Real or fake?!"

"Could they be here to cause trouble……"

That Iron Guard was completely dumbfounded.

He looked blankly at Lin En, then at Dou Dou, his Brain still not catching up.

Lin En no longer paid him any mind, pulling a card from his coat's inner pocket.

It was Brevis's hard currency, the "Grain Card."

Jointly guaranteed by the State Religion, Noble Council, and Governor's Mansion, it could be exchanged for the corresponding amount of grain at any official or semi-official institution in the Main Hive.

The card face was black, with gold trim.

Lin En casually tossed it, and the card spun as it flew out.

The Iron Guard hurriedly reached out to catch it, and the Power Backpack behind him emitted a low hum of operation.

Looking down at the card, a line of numbers was engraved in the exact center of the card face:

10,000 tons

And the unit was high-grade Dan Fen Guan Tou mixed with Protein!

The card face also bore the State Religion's holy seal and the Governor's Mansion's steel seal.

The real thing!

The Iron Guard's hand trembled.

Ten thousand tons, enough for all the Ryan Guild workers to eat for half a month.

No, if they were frugal and combined with other substitute foods, it could last a month.

He abruptly raised his head, about to say something.

But Lin En already had one hand in his pocket, leading Isud, strolling past him and walking straight into the Guild's doors.

The Iron Guard ultimately said nothing, just gripped the Grain Card tightly, turned, and ran toward the interior of the Guild.

He had to notify the Chairman immediately.