Warhammer: I live under the watchful eyes of the gods

Chapter 197 Heading to the Nest
At noon the next day, the outside of the church was still as lively as yesterday, and those noisy voices woke Karl up like an alarm clock.

At this moment, he can be called refreshed.

Of course, this is the kind of refreshment that last night stayed up until the early morning and then slept until noon.

As far as Karl himself is concerned, the biggest advantage is that he saves the cost of a breakfast.

Oh no, the concept of money has already lost most of its supposed role in the Bottom Nest.

When the franc can no longer be exchanged for those necessities and food, the franc itself becomes a piece of waste paper.

Just like a printed banknote, it has no value attached to it.

What really gives it value is that invisible and intangible purchasing power.

That is a guarantee, a transaction guarantee based on order.

Obviously, the rulers of the local hive capital who can almost be regarded as completely abandoning the bottom hive and part of the lower hive have lost this ability to guarantee.

Of course, this cannot all be blamed on the corruption and incompetence of the local hive capital rulers.

After all, no one can use the emperor card to conjure food out of thin air like Karl.

The moment the big rift opened, the balance that had been maintained for thousands of years was completely broken.

So no matter who ultimately sits in that position, it can only affect the timing of the big crash.

After all, no matter how economical it is, the unsustainable food resources will eventually be consumed one day.

"Get me a train to the junction of the upper and lower nests."

After speaking, Karl walked out of the church gate with Abbadan.

Seeing this, the almost crazy believers around immediately surrounded him.

Here is the aftermath of the revived wind mentioned earlier.

Anyway, Karl did not expect that the wind of recovery that spread out through the corrupted crystal network that Blood Day Chang had arranged in advance would be so powerful.

Although he failed to gain the "direct control" of these believers in front of him, he could still issue any order to them as the Emperor's Messenger.

In another sense, this is roughly equivalent to that he has completely controlled almost the entire lower nest and bottom nest.

Even those PDF (Planetary Defense Force) stationed within the reach of the Corruption Lattice Network.

At this moment, more than 8% of the people in the entire Hive City have completely converted to the Emperor.

So from this point of view, the only thing Karl has to do is to go to the upper nest and the spire to eliminate the last group of diehards.

Even as long as he is willing, the assassination court in the hands of the red beard (30k political commissar Kedwina) will be happy to help Karl solve those who are unwilling to surrender.

But none of this has much to do with him at the moment, after all, he is on vacation.

Is there anyone out there who is still busy working?
Not to mention that Karl himself refused to agree, even if he wanted to work overtime, his loving father would not agree.

Look, what is humanization?

It's also 007, except that 007 on the father's side refers to 7 hours a day, 24 days a week.

Of course, Karl's position is not absolutely stable at this moment.

As with events in the Perfect City, this pool of belief is not infallible.

Fortunately, Lorgar provided Karl with a set of comprehensive solutions to religious issues in the nanny style.

"Well, it's a shame to have you run the Great Crusade instead of the Ministry of the Interior."

Thinking of this, even Karl had to complain about Lorgar's experience.

And at the moment when he complained, Bogado Ferdinand, the assistant of the church manager Tesca, had prepared everything needed for this impromptu trip.

Teska was no fool, though he couldn't understand why Karl had refused any of his messages.

But obviously Karl's next destination is Upper Nest and Spire.

If he couldn't see it, he wouldn't be able to get into the position of Governor of Perfect City at 30k.

The train responsible for escorting Karl was actually prepared as early as last night.

It is precisely because of this careful preparation that Bogado can quickly complete the assignment of church personnel.

Two rows of formally dressed clerics immediately filed out of the church, building a human wall between the crazy believers and Karl.

Looking at those believers who believe in the Tao almost crazy, Karl can be regarded as understanding the truth of the emperor's words before.

The state religion is on a seemingly correct path.

But that path was not the one the Emperor hoped for.

While faith gives him strength, it also erodes his thoughts.

And a crazy emperor is obviously a situation that most human beings don't want to see.

Temporarily resist the urge to take out the big killer, because now is not the time.

Only when the wind of recovery really rises to level 2 is the time for him to start drastic reforms.

Before that, the only things he had to do were eat well, drink well, play well, and sleep well.

Declined Bogado's invitation to drive to the station.

After all, it's all fishing anyway, at least it can last longer.

Otherwise, if a person reaches the upper nest and the top of the tower, when the wind of recovery needs to fight, he will be stuck with a level 1.9, and he will really want to cry without tears.

Walking on that familiar yet unfamiliar street, he was filled with emotions.

The scene of him walking to the black market from this road before seems to be still vivid in his memory.

This is the main road of Black Rat Village.

Karl held it here before, the swearing-in meeting for the Mini Mini Expedition.

But at this moment, a mysterious dreadnought mecha that has already become riddled with holes is standing quietly in the middle of the main road of Heishu Village.

It was Drake's car, and it was even the first mecha that Karl had built himself.

Of course, it is a pity that in the battle known as the Dark Night War before, this mech has completed its final mission.

Yes, I will have to reissue a larger one to Drake later.

I have replaced the Abba egg brand bodyguards around me. It is a bit unreasonable that Drake's weapon has not been repaired until now.

Even if he hadn't passed by here, Carl would have almost forgotten about it.

After all, after the Dark Night War, he can be said to have helped the Emperor to bring back two legions from 30k continuously.

What is "production efficiency"?

Where can I find such a hardworking worker?

Of course, like the implementation of the "standardized belief maintenance process", all the work has to be given aside for Carl's rare vacation.

Continuing to advance along the main road of Black Rat Village, those clean passages that had been cleaned up appeared in his sight.

Before, because the believers were too crazy, he hid in the metal basket behind Abadan and didn't look carefully.

These passages that he used to "flood the Seventh Army" no longer show any traces at this moment.

In any case, at least the group of prisoners really repented of their sins with actions afterwards.

And those slightly narrow passages before have also been more or less expanded.

After all, Karl has only solved the problem of producing food in the void, and has not yet solved the technology of void teleportation.

Therefore, the situation in Black Rat Village, which was so bad that the transportation was all dependent on legs, naturally became a bottleneck for the church to export food.

Fortunately, this problem is actually not that big.

At that time, it will be fine to take the time to move the assembly line to the next nest, which is originally a block built according to the industrial zone.

The reason why the production line was put in the bottom nest before was only because it was the only place under Karl's complete control at that time.

Of course, by the way, before passing these pipelines, Carl also passed by Franco's hut.

It's just that in order to protect that building, he didn't make any exceptions towards Franco's hut.

After all, he actually doesn't know what kind of mental state those believers are in now.

To be on the safe side, we'd better wait until the "Standardized Belief Maintenance Process" is officially implemented to see the effect before making a decision.

In the next section of the road, there are actually not many events worth recording.

Some of the pipelines in a state of deserted and semi-deserted "take over" his way to the station.

But fortunately, he just wanted to show off, and he didn't care about this kind of boredom.

Hearing the sound of metal rubbing against the ground under his feet, a new question appeared in his mind.

(What happened to the Genestealers?)
He could have deduced some information from the wreckage of the mini-dreadnought being brought back.

For example, the wise army of Rabbit Chief of Staff should be fine;

For example, in the case of insufficient troops, it is still full of difficulties to completely wipe out the Genestealer sect.

But it's like evaluations without data are all hooligans.

Such speculation does not fit with the schedule provided by a loving father, nor does it conform to the original wish to prohibit work while on vacation.

Small talk is fine, but starting to think is definitely off-limits.

And just stop and go all the way, and soon, surrounded by a group of "bodyguards" in front, Carl boarded the direct train to Shangnest.

No checks, no distractions, no delays.

Because on this train, he was the only real passenger.

emmmmm, take a baba egg to eat and drink.

If one had to say that the bodyguards on the train miscalculated something, it would probably be Abbadan's ability to cook.

Out of various considerations, in the end Karl chose to conceal the identity of Abbadan.

In this way, Abadan can become a hole card that he buries in the dark.

And the disadvantages of leaking Abadan's real name have also been analyzed before.

That is, it is very likely to attract enemies that are far from this level to the unstarted Frank III.

It's like being a cook on a train alone.

Although black bricks are indeed hard currency in various senses.

But how dare they let Karl eat black bricks?

So when plates of decent dishes were brought to Karl, to be honest, he was a little confused.

This kind of top-down extravagance is undesirable.

As the saying goes, the upper beam is not straight and the lower beam is crooked. Only by eating black bricks together can we take the lead.

What, why do you still eat these dishes, you ask Carl?
Isn't this a special situation and special treatment? What kind of vacation is eating black bricks every day?

At first glance, he is always taking advantage of loopholes.

Can the things of vacationers be called extravagance? This is called combining work and rest.

Dude saves the empire every day, saves the Primarch of Stumble, don't you deserve to eat something good?

Of course, it is possible to think so, but as a self-proclaimed representative of "high EQ", he would not say it so bluntly.

Putting on a righteous attitude, he began to attack this top-down corruption.

"No, I can't eat these things, just give me a black brick."

After the words fell, he clearly saw a trace of reverence in the eyes of the cook and Bogado standing aside.

This feeling is good, at least for now he is not tired of watching it.

But when Bogado respectfully prepared to push away the trolley filled with delicacies, Karl finally revealed his greedy side.

"I've done everything, just treat it as a surprise gift for my friend."

After finishing speaking, Karl glanced at Abbadan who was sitting aside.

It seemed that he understood what Carl meant in seconds, and Abadan naturally took over the cart from Bogado.

"thorn"

That was the sound of the sliding door of the large box being shut.

Taking his eyes off the dining car for a short while, after scanning around and not finding any cameras, Carl's saliva finally dripped down.

But it was in this short moment that the aroma in the box instantly became stronger.

And just when Karl turned his eyes back to the dining car in Abadan's hand, he was in a bad mood.

"You just finished eating alone?"

"Yeah, didn't you give it to me?"

Oh, the topic is over.

Karl dug a hole for himself, and then buried it in by the way.

Only the powerful acid in Astarte's mouth can achieve this kind of quick eating without spitting out bones.

Looking at the only black brick left, he couldn't laugh or cry.

It can only be said that Abaddon's EQ still needs to be improved, at least compared to Abaddon who was decisive in killing and leading the entire Black Legion.

There's no way, you can't swallow what you say, right?
And it's all in the belly of Abbadan, so there's nothing I can do about it.

But when Carl was preparing to enjoy the low-key and luxurious black brick food alone, a huge shock suddenly spread throughout the whole train.

The emergency braking device was activated immediately, and with the sound of violent friction between steel, the last food in Carl's hand also fell to the ground.

Fortunately, Abadan is also a professional, at least at the moment of crisis, he hugged Karl.

In this way, his Astartes superhuman body absorbed most of the impact.

"Damn, what kind of moth."

Judging from the vibration frequency, the starting point of the violent vibration just now was quite far from the train.

It's even so far away that it's not in the hive capital where Karl is at the moment.

But here comes the problem, just like ordinary earthquakes, the fact that such a large distance can maintain such a large amount of energy can only show one thing - that is definitely a disaster at the level of destroying the hive.

At this moment, Bogado, who pushed the door in, answered Karl's doubts.

"B-23, B-23, B-23 collapsed!"

It seemed that he was too shocked, and Bogado even stuttered when he spoke.

In an instant, a familiar sense of crisis spread throughout Karl's body.

The standard number of the Hive Capital he is in at the moment is B-13, and the so-called Hive Capital B-23 is just next door to the Hive Capital B-13.

As the saying goes, the lips are dead and the teeth are cold. Under the nest, are there any eggs?
If he couldn't figure out why the B-23 Hive Capital collapsed overnight, he would really feel uneasy if he lived in the B-13 Hive Capital.

Space Necrons, Chaos Corruption, Base Thieves Sneak Attack?
No matter which of them is right, that will be the question that Carl will have to face immediately after taking over the B-13 hive.

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(End of this chapter)