The Emperor’s Angel of Death

　　 For Rozim Premji, although the surface scenery of Valledo is not the most beautiful in the places he has seen, it must be ranked first.

　　 From the orbit before, he felt that the surface of this planet looked very peaceful: rich land, bright blue ocean, and the atmosphere was dotted with spiral clouds.

　　The reading shows that the atmosphere here is breathable and unpolluted. Unlike many suffocating imperial worlds, it presents an industrial hell-like nightmare.

　　 In short, it's perfect for a person born in the primitive world like him.

　　 Under the operation of the senior servant, the small shuttle landed on a towering rocky cliff in a wide valley.

　　As the owner of the restaurant of the battle group, it is right for Rozim to own a private shuttle—of course, this is a bit difficult from a technical perspective, after all, his responsibilities are limited to the restaurant and kitchen.

　　 However, who is good for others?

　　 After paying a small amount of alcohol products, a mechanical teacher mysterious person helped him rebuild a nearly scrapped shuttle, and gave it powerful power and the ability to evade detection. If necessary, it can also be equipped with weapons.

　　 The driver of the shuttle is two sets of advanced computer servants. They may not be the top operators, but they must be the safest.

　　 Rozim was very satisfied with this aircraft, and named it the "Boundary Number"-as for the reason, he didn't explain it to anyone.

　　 "Huh, it tastes much better than in the cabin."

　　 Looking up from the top of the cliff, it is a majestic mountain range. Although the mountain has a temperate climate, their towering peaks are covered by snow.

　　 After the dust that was raised when the aircraft landed dispersed, Rozim set foot on the world where he knew that a rebellion was erupting.

　　 It's just a little rebel, he doesn't care very much-the news of Valledo is strictly blocked, and he only knows so much.

　　 And the reason he ventured here is because he saw an introduction from Valledo in the book "Leshan Le Shui Bored: Drifter's Guide".

　　 This world was once a savage death world in the early days when it was discovered by the empire. It was full of dangerous beasts and plants. The most widely distributed is a plant called "Spinchus".

　　 Some people may think that this is a harmless herb by just listening to the name, but in fact, spiny orchid is a dangerous carnivorous plant.

　　 The imperial colonists have persisted for dozens of generations before transforming the world into its current appearance, and those dangerous animals and plants have basically been wiped out. However, because of its widespread distribution, spiny orchids are inaccessible to some people.

　　 Because this plant has territorial awareness and strong aggressiveness, Valedo's nobles will also raise them for viewing and nursing homes.

　　 But Rozim's reason for looking for them is not because they are rare.

　　 Spinach is famous for their aggressiveness and their taste.

　　According to the introduction in "Leshan Le Shui Bored People: Drifter's Guide", the stems of spiny orchids are edible and have a strong meaty taste. They taste even more delicious than most meats.

　　 This is Rozim's real goal.

　　As the owner of the restaurant of the battle group, collecting precious ingredients is also one of his important tasks.

　　 After all, you can’t let the soldiers eat standard rations every day, right?

Rozim, carrying a huge marching bag, stepped off his shuttle and looked around this new world with great interest. He took a deep breath, closed his eyes and enjoyed breathing without the filter and air purifier. Simple pleasure.

After 　　, he strode across the rock and stood on the edge of the cliff overlooking the ground below.

　　 What unfolded before his eyes was a vast emerald green scene.

　　 Dense forests cover the slopes below the mountain, and an amazing blue river flows slowly along the valley to the distant coast.

　　Across the valley, he could see one of the towns marked in the top view of the track was standing among a clump of ferns.

　　 Seen from here, it looks like one half of a majestic arch. This is the target chosen by Rozim, a town called Laidi, which is also the main breeding ground for spiny orchids.

Standing in his position, Rozim's vision can be extended to hundreds of kilometers away. Lakes in the distance are rippling on the horizon, groups of beasts roaming on the plains below the mountains, and the fertile earth undulates and extends to the distance covered by mist. The birds hovered in the pure sky above their heads.

　　 How long has he not seen such an undefiled world?

　　 At this moment, his heart is pulsating because of seeing such a beautiful and clear sky.

　　 If this is not a religious world, it is estimated that the pioneers and exploration rigs of the Mechanics would have landed on the surface to begin the colonization process while exploring its natural resources.

Rozim has always wanted to make complaints. Since the Mechanics have the light of science and technology and rational thinking, can they not find a way to avoid industrial pollution and the consequences of population explosions that tarnish a world while using planetary resources Beautiful?

　　 But such a question is beyond Rozim's ability, and it doesn't make much sense to him.

　　 After determining the direction of his goal, Rozim looked for a path down the mountain one day.

This is a small intestine path on a volcanic **** that has already cooled down. The ferns on the dusty soil are flourishing, fibrous and soft as feathers, and the mottled stalks are as rough as vines, and they stand upright as tall as three people. , Extending all the way to the dangling white dewy compound leaves.

They reminded him of the evil pine forest in his hometown. When he was young, he would often go hunting in the pine forest in winter~www.ltnovel.com~The evergreen needles formed thick frost, and when the wind blew The tree will sound like a sighing wind bell.

　　 Here and now, all that is left is a sigh.

　　 The ups and downs of the dry fern bushes, as well as the clumped dust that penetrated through every pore of his body and rubbed the soft tissues of the back of his throat. The sunlight is bright and dazzling, piercing the pale and thin air from the transparent clear sky downwards, and strips of net marks are reflected on the ground under the ferns-made up of desolate sunlight and uneven black shadows. .

He moved two hundred meters forward and entered a gap between dead leaves. In order not to disturb the beasts and enemies that might exist, he put on soft boots, and his calves were thickly wrapped in two layers with chain cloth. Prevent scratches from plant barbs.

　　 And he also carried a weapon, a small inflammable gun that he got from a certain "friend" was fastened tightly to his chest with a sturdy strap to prevent dust from entering the gun.

　　 But every ten minutes or so, he checks the parts and cleans up the dust, fern leaves, remnants, and thorns that have accumulated quickly.

　　 Suddenly, a few cracking sounds made him turn to a sudden stop, and pushed the gun into his smooth and dry palm to get ready to go.

　　 Something wants to pass through the fern bushes from his left, and occasionally smashes the dry thorns on the ground.

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