Warhammer: I live under the watchful eyes of the gods

Chapter 7 A Touch of Blue

Accompanied by the "squeak" sound of the wooden door frame.

After some struggles, Franco finally chose to accept the deal, but the 100 Skyhawk coins must be given to Franco first.

Facing this kind of request, Carl didn't care. He even promised to give Franco 100 Skyhawk coins after it was done just to be on the safe side.

Then Franco took Carl into his room, and temporarily signaled him to wait on the metal chair in the living room.

So Karl, taking advantage of Franco's time away, began to observe the environment in the hut that was incompatible with the surrounding environment.

It doesn't look much different from some ordinary farmers' homes in the 3K era.

The plain metal coffee table was already covered with rust, and some dark blue fungi that resembled moss-like creatures crawled all over the corners of the room.

And in the center of the room hangs a glass chandelier with only a few light bulbs still working.

The same flickering lights as in the sewage treatment system show the poor electricity consumption environment of the bottom nest.

It was precisely because of this that a new question was generated in Carl's mind.

In the bad lighting environment before, how did Franco see himself fighting the hound?

Unfortunately, he couldn't find any suitable clues for the time being, and Karl didn't want to make troubles at this time.

After all, he knew now that Franco, who lived in the hut with the logo of the Tribunal, might not be so reliable.

So in line with the principle that one thing more is worse than one thing less.

Carl could only forcefully explain it to the fact that the mask Franco wore earlier had night vision.

And just as Carl was looking around the room like a curious baby, Franco, who ran to the kitchen-like room next door after entering the room, came back.

I saw Franco walking out carrying a tray with two stainless steel cups on it.

"Drinking?" Franco asked, holding a plate.

Karl is definitely not in the mood at this juncture, and this place is not safe in Karl's eyes.

So he waved his hand and declined, "Thank you, I don't drink."

Seemingly surprised by Carl's answer, Franco's hand, which was tearing open a certain packaging bag, suddenly stopped.

"I didn't expect you to be very particular." Franco teased and pushed the glass of white water that hadn't been sprinkled with blue powder in front of Carl.

Looking at the white water in front of him, Karl was a little uncomfortable at first.

But soon he realized that this is not the earth in the 3K era.

In the bottom nest of the hive world, a glass of boiled water is enough to serve as the most advanced reception drink.

But Karl did not directly drink the water that Franco pushed over, but gave Franco a look.

Franco, who received Carl's gaze, understood immediately, and took a sip of the cup directly, and Franco took out a few packs of compressed biscuits.

"The next commuter tram to Xiachao will leave in three days. If you choose to walk, it will take about six days. How do you want to get there?"

While distributing food, Franco asked Karl about his next plan while seasoning his blue alcoholic drink.

Hearing this, Carl took another bite of a compressed biscuit, chewed and asked, "Do commuter trams need identification?"

Speaking of which, Franco's alcoholic drink has also been prepared.

The light blue liquid lies quietly in the bright silver stainless steel cup, which has the flavor of Karl's previous life bar.

After taking a sip of the alcoholic drink, Franco breathed a sigh of relief and replied, "I will ask for it if I go to the upper nest, but I don't want it if we go to the next nest first."

(Note: Spire - Upper Nest - Lower Nest - Bottom Nest)

"Then take the tram. Who is the other person in that photo?"

At the same time, Karl pointed to a group photo fixed in the photo frame.

Under the flickering lights, this photo, which hangs in the center of Franco's room, is very conspicuous.

Judging from the outfits of the two in the group photo, Karl could tell that one of them was Franco.

And another blue-haired woman, Carl, who also wore the costume of the Inquisition, had never been seen.

Of course, this was just a trial by Karl.

Karl didn't intend to ask Franco's identity directly, after all, it would be so easy to instantly intensify the conflict and overturn, thus making him lose the opportunity to quickly reach the upper nest.

In all of Karl's filing plans, the quick realization of the 10000 Skyhawk coins in his hand is the most important part.

Without the materials that these initial funds brought in, his plan had little chance of any success.

But obviously, it is much more convenient to use this kind of side-talking.

If Franco refused to answer, Karl would not ask further questions.

Because I said before that in Carl's eyes-the relationship between the two parties is just a simple contract relationship.

Of course, it was a coincidence.

If Franco hadn't drank the glass of special spirits, he would have ignored Carl's question directly.

But by coincidence, Franco had quickly entered a state of drunkenness at this time.

Normally, this state would allow Franco, who had just finished receiving the order, to temporarily forget the pain in reality and gain short-term comfort.

But this time Franco miscalculated.

This behavior, which has become a habit, allowed Karl to get some information by chance.

"Oh, you said Feili, she is a fighting genius."

==Franco's drunken narrative==
Franco and Feili can be regarded as childhood sweethearts in a sense.

The two were born on an agricultural planet in the neighboring star sector.

Originally, according to the normal development, the two should spend an ordinary life in a planting area.

Until Feili was detected to have psychic powers at the coming-of-age ceremony.

==Part of the content is unclear==
At the moment Feili's psychic energy, which had been suppressed for many years, was activated, the sirens on the entire black ship were beeping frantically.

The captain of the black ship in charge of this matter immediately ordered Feili to be eliminated.

Until they saw Franco, who should not have appeared at the site of the psionic stimulation test, rush forward.

The entire psychic storm was barely subsided.

Contrary to everyone's expectations, it was later discovered that as long as Franco and Feili stayed together, Feili's psychic power would become extremely docile and controllable.

So the two were finally accepted by the ==record expungement== branch of the Tribunal, and formed a team.

(Note: Some Astra Militarum also have such psionic combat groups, and they share the warp burden together.)
Then…………

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Just when Carl was about to continue listening, Franco fell asleep directly on the metal seat.

In short, in Karl's eyes, Franco is a complex of contradictions.

Karl could see Franco's carefulness, which was fully reflected in the first confrontation between the two sides.

But Karl can see Franco's carelessness.

Obviously, if Carl is going to kill and run away, Franco is now a dead man.

Thinking of this, listening to Franco's snoring, Karl was also sleepy.

After all, although Carl didn't drink alcohol, in fact, Carl hadn't slept for about 30 hours in a row.

Taking another look at Franco who was sleeping soundly, Karl also fell on the metal sofa.

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(End of this chapter)