Warhammer: I live under the watchful eyes of the gods

Chapter 3 Pox Walking Corpse
Along with the rusty iron door slowly opened upwards, a pungent stench came over the surface.

This stench is different from the stench of Karl's original owner who hadn't bathed all the year round.

That thing is definitely not human!
(Damn it, has Chaos Corrosion started to erupt?)

Although there are indeed some mutated creatures in the lower nest, this pox-pox walking corpse that has been completely decomposed and covered with herpes is indeed beyond Karl's expectations.

But now Karl has no time to think about these big events.

The most important thing at the moment is how to deal with this pox walking corpse who is eager to share "Nurgle's fatherly love" with Karl.

"Hiss, rustle, rustle."

There was an inexplicable roar from the pox walking corpse's mouth.

And at the same time, the grey-yellow mummy began to limp towards him.

This is in exchange for doing nothing, and he probably will be choked up by the whole thing.

But now he is not in a hurry.

A complete escape plan had been formed in his mind the moment the stench came.

I saw that Karl didn't back away from the walking corpse walking straight towards him.

Because he is very aware of his weight.

This thin body could not defeat the walking corpse in front of him at all.

Even if you can barely fight for both sides, it is impossible to survive the subsequent infection.

After all, this thing is said to be an infection on the surface, but its essence is the corruption of chaos.

And having personally experienced corruption once, he is well aware of the horror of this thing.

Although he didn't know whether he would be corrupted simply by being scratched, but from the stories of some Primarchs in the past, he learned what it means to prevent the erroneous progress.

Trying to suppress the fear in my heart, I took a deep breath and waited for the walking dead to approach.

"Squeak, snap, snap."

The heavy steps of the walking corpse stepped on the imitation wood floor that had already rotted into muddy water, making harsh and heavy sounds.

The unexplained screams from the walking corpses are mixed in, which is even more frightening.

His calf was trembling slightly.

Although the emperor repaired the pair of legs that the original owner hadn't used for half a year, it still made him worry.

Controlling a completely unfamiliar body was already enough to make him flustered.

Now this situation belongs to the full set of negative buffs.

But at this moment, he can only be a dead horse as a living horse doctor.

The door is not far from where he is, probably less than 10 meters away.

Soon the walking corpse came to him at the pace of "six relatives do not recognize".

When the walking corpse ran to the last meter or so, it seemed that it was because it smelled the breath that made the walking corpse excited.

In an instant, the pace of the walking corpse increased.

As if wanting to give Karl a fatherly hug, the walking corpse flew towards him.

Seeing the timing, completely disregarding the risk of burning his left hand.

He took off the electric light above his head and quickly dodged aside.

And the walking corpse, who couldn't stop the car for a long time, had a friendly hug with the two drooping wires.

In an instant, a disgusting burnt smell spread throughout the room.

At the same time, Karl took advantage of the situation and slipped out of the low building.

He came back to the damp and dark hive passage.

This hot and humid feeling made him feel extremely uncomfortable, but there was nothing he could do.

After all, Bottom Nest has always been like this, and has always been like this.

Borrowing the faint lights flickering on and off on the surrounding walls, he tiptoed forward in small steps all the way.

After all, Karl doesn't want to mess with those ghosts now.

But it's a pity that apart from walking corpses, Bottom Nest has another trump card - getting lost.

These super nests are often thousands of years old.

It was built layer by layer on the initial open space.

In addition to the main load-bearing column, countless buildings are built directly on top of the upper building.

Accumulated over the years, they became hive capitals on the planet.

And these complex and overlapping design drawings are even more difficult for professional engineers to sort out.

And coupled with its age and multiple renovations.

It can be said that it is not surprising that the lower hive and the bottom hive part of the hive capital eventually became a giant maze.

And the Black Rat Gang took advantage of this, and directly threw these "garbage that needs to be disposed of" in a hidden place.

Anyway, the garbage can't go back.

At least Karl guessed that the Black Rat Gang didn't completely deal with the former owner of the body and destroyed the body.

But coincidentally, getting out of this maze doesn't seem to be a difficult task for him.

In the previous knowledge transmission, he was fortunate enough to touch a part of architectural knowledge.

Although the entire building structure of the Bottom Nest is not yet clear, he has roughly guessed the general structure of this area based on the wiring rules of the pipelines through constant exploration.

However, this leads to good news and bad news.

The good news is that he has found his way out.

According to the regional wiring diagram he has explored, it used to be a sewage treatment block.

According to the general design principles, as long as you find the main entrance of the sewage treatment tank, you can climb back to the upper floor along the pipeline.

The bad news is, judging from the surrounding hot and humid tunnel environment.

This sewage treatment pond appears to be still in use.

This means that it seems a little difficult to climb out along these pipes in reverse.

And judging by the corruption that has begun to spread.

At this time, I chose to go to a place like the sewage treatment pool, and I kind of went to the toilet with a lantern—looking for shit (dead).

But unfortunately, after Carl endured hunger and left for about half a day, he found helplessly that he really had no choice.

Maybe if you keep going, you can indeed explore other blocks.

But his body couldn't hold on.

Humidity, darkness, high temperature, foul smell, low oxygen content.

To act in such an environment for a long time is too much torture for Karl who is not in good health.

But he's not a fool either.

Before heading to the sewage treatment tank, he decided to build himself a couple of handy ones.

As for the material?

For a mechanical sage (self-proclaimed), the semi-abandoned sewage treatment block is simply a treasure trove.

So after some tinkering, he equipped himself with a set of initial equipment for beginners.

These include:

A waterproof bag (for money)
A simple helmet with a flashlight function.

A bloodletting dagger hidden in a pocket.

A laser gun that can only shoot 2 shots with a single magazine. (unavailable underwater)
A one-piece wetsuit with a decent seal.

Two oxygen tanks.

Four spare batteries (waterproof)
So after a brief inspection of the equipment, Karl immediately packed up his belongings and prepared to set off.

At this point a day has passed.

The buff of Emperor's Blessing has long dissipated.

The ensuing hunger was tormenting him frantically.

But at this time, knowing the situation, he didn't dare to eat those mutated mice and bats.

But just after he finally used the short-circuit method to successfully open the gate of the sewage treatment pool.

A sound of chewing meat came from behind the slowly opened metal door.

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(End of this chapter)