Chapter 393: Send the pious guy to heaven!
Of course, maybe you just want to ask at this time.
What if the rocket exploded in the Wasteland City before it took off?
Perhaps the rat priest will tell you without fear.
It doesn’t matter.
So do the unlucky people who will board the test rocket know about these changes and risks?
Yes, this experimental rocket is still a manned version.
The original idea did not know the safety geometry.
But in the current version, what is certain is that these unlucky guys who are sent to the sky will probably be set off with fireworks.
So do they know the tragic ending they are facing?
Maybe those big-claw priests will tell you again, patting their chests.
It doesn’t matter!
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The simple iron pipe was pushed into the sky amid burning and explosion. Unexpectedly, it really rose into the sky.
Getting further and further away from the ground, breaking through the clouds, leaving this small planet.
The rat people in the waste city have already started a carnival.
This is indeed a miracle.
In order to better demonstrate this miracle, the rat priests even opened up the connections at all levels of the Waste City. A huge hole was created in the center of the city, which was also the launch hole for the rocket.
The effect is good, as evidenced by the fanatical cheers in the city.
In that barbaric growth history, the rat priests were the first among the rat people to understand the benefits of the brand.
Such wild cheers are satisfying.
At the top of the city, on the most luxurious street, the real leaders of the city are a group of rat people who are extremely rich in blood mushrooms. Currently, there are only rat priests in this group, but since this city The rules have been determined, so it is estimated that other rat guys may come here soon.
After all, if everything is about the quantity of blood mushrooms, then except for the quantity of blood mushrooms, everything else is not that important either.
They stared at the rocket disappearing from sight, with pride on their faces.
This time their investment was very successful, and it was not in vain that they paid so much.
Rocket, rocket? Starry sky? Divine revelation! Soul gem!
Well, they have little knowledge of many things here, such as what a rocket is, why this thick iron pipe can fly, and what it represents when it flies.
If you ask these guys to explain this, then you will probably only get a lot of complaints. After all, in the entire Ratman Empire, there are still fanaticism and gears, steam, magic network, and Most of the guys who deal with these increasingly complex things are Big Claw Priests.
Orthodox rat priests would not do this.
For these truly decent people in the Skaven Empire, they either join the Skaven Council to pursue the most superficial rights, or they join the waste city to try to embrace the blood mushrooms.
If it really doesn't work, defecting to those rat-man lords is also an option.
It is really difficult for them to expect them to deal with those gears and machinery every day.
However, even if you do not lead the development of science and technology and do not participate in the research and development of these things, there is still no problem.
While the Big Claw Priests have gradually become the main force, or even the only main force, in the technology tree of the Skaven Empire, nothing has changed.
The progress, development, results, and everything technology brings are still serving them.
The rights and power are still controlled by decent people like them, and the results and fruits are also enjoyed by them.
Just like now, although they don’t understand what this rocket represents, this does not prevent them from investing in it. They only need to pay a little blood mushroom, and they can be grateful to those big claw priests. Enjoy it all with a smile on your face.
After today, the Wasteland City and their names will be circulated wherever all the rat people gather. As the first group of guys to touch the divine revelation, they will become the first and will become sacred.
At least, at least the gods' ritual vessels and sacrificial utensils produced in Wasteland City, these things related to the gods will no longer be directly crushed by the Underground Rat City.
This will bring them more than a hundred times the return.
Just thinking about the situation that is about to happen is so intoxicating!
On the bustling street closest to the surface, on the underground street engraved with various patterns and showing strange beauty, this group of decent guys clinked glasses with each other and celebrated the upcoming event amidst the rustling chatter. The beauty of arrival.
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It has been some years since the last divine revelation, the appearance of the Soul Moon and the Death Comet, and the ratmen in the ratman empire have gone through several iterations.
The gods have become a little blurry.
Although the guys gathered in these cities, whether it is the Underground Rat City, the Waste City, or the Furnace City, are constantly emphasizing this point, the rat people's exploration of the sky has become less and less intense after the enthusiasm in the first few years faded. Unusually slow.
I have to say that sometimes greed is indeed a very useful thing.
Underground Rat City and Furnace City, their progress is so slow, it may not be that they have acquiesced that this matter is difficult to do.
After all, the gods must always be high, and things related to the gods and the revelations of the gods’ fall are inevitably extremely difficult and a long-term challenge.
This is a very normal judgment.
Therefore, it is not surprising that Underground Rat City and Furnace City would be surpassed by Waste City.
After all, compared to them, these greedy guys in Waste City really want to pry something off from the miraculous Death Comet and Blue Moon.
Rather than the traditional, fanatical, and simple desire to worship.
After this simple rocket broke through this small planet, its fuel gradually ran out.
In the burst of flames, the soul gem powder that had not been completely released was thrown out, and a faint blue light track was pulled out of the gap and coldness outside the world.
Looks like I forgot something.
The knocking sound at the top of the rocket became increasingly faint, pretending to be embedded in a transparent shell on the metal shell.
A desperate face clung to him.
The eyes were bloodshot.
The body gradually stiffened.
Of course, those who can board this rocket will not be that kind of despicable guy. In fact, it is two devout rat priests who decided to be the first batch of beings to touch the divine revelation.
Just how to say it.
This may be a complete nightmare.
According to the information left by the Youyan people, the Big Claw priests pretended to set up a landing cabin for the rat people to move around. However, the rocket was cast in one piece, and there was no thought of attaching the top of the rocket to it. The landing pod ejected.
In other words, if the power is enough, it will directly take the unlucky guy above to the starry sky. If the power is not enough, it will be a living missile. If it explodes, it will be directly cremated.
Flying coffins, starry sky funerals. And this kind of design is not a single example. For example, it is a closed system that was made with little knowledge, but it did not include any insulation system.
Flying coffin, starry sky ice burial?
What is even more torturous is that those who were sent to heaven were all devout rat priests, all rat priests, even the best among a group of rat priests. These guys are not short of mushrooms. That is to say, the constitution is strong, that is to say, it is durable.
So until now, there is still one person who is struggling unwillingly and has not died.
This was not the pilgrimage he had imagined. He should have thought of the unreliability of the group of Big Claw priests.
"Oh God! Oh God! Oh God!"
On the stagnant Rat Man rocket, a ferocious-looking guy pressed against the observation window at the top of the rocket, looking at The blue soul moon in front of him had despair on his face.
An unlucky guy who sacrificed his life for the cause of the rat people.
Just when the unlucky guy died, a small spacecraft flying across the starry sky also anchored the Ratman rocket.
It's not just that the rat-man rocket has completed its anchoring.
He even carefully pulled out a light energy trawl net, and carefully captured the blue tail pulled out by the rocket.
It’s the uninvited visitor.
The shocking scene that appeared in front of them after breaking into this galaxy made these guys give up their past style.
Every race that breaks into the starry sky is not a kind guy.
Destroying planetary civilizations that are like insects in their eyes is simply a common occurrence for them.
The same is true even for the Eldar on this small patrol ship.
There is not much cooperation, and there is no possibility of help or gentle contact.
If there is an ecological ship beside you, then the insects will be scanned and recorded before destroying and mining the planet.
If there is no ecological boat by your side, such contact will often jump directly to the next step.
In the long war, the Eldar tribe has also become colder. When they first stepped into the starry sky, these guys still followed a no-contact attitude, but now, things have long since changed.
Of course, there will be exceptions, cooperation and utilization also exist, but these all have a necessary premise, that is, everyone belongs to the starry sky civilization.
Obviously, a guy like the Skaven who could just use fossils to send a closed iron pipe to the outside of the planet does not meet such standards.
The uninvited guest.
Although this Eldar reconnaissance ship has not officially completed the mission of cleaning the planet, it has done so before in providing intelligence and anchoring for those cleaning policies.
This reconnaissance ship and the Ark Fleet from which they came are both hard-liners.
They will not pursue the so-called protection, observation and recording of the benevolent faction, and pursue such a strategy.
But now, their style is not very tough and even a little too cautious.
It’s still a charming eye.
It can only be said that when something very strange, not normal, and really unimaginable appears in front of you, everyone has to be a little more cautious.
This is a normal thing.
The tall captain woke up the dormant crew members. Amid everyone's dull expressions, a handful of soul gem powder separated from dust and rat-man rockets, that is, ether, was placed in front of everyone. in front of my eyes.
The expression is inevitably a little dull.
These guys who have just woken up from cryo-sleep, after all, the humble handful of dust in front of them is enough to buy ten of the reconnaissance ships they are driving now, and they are much richer.
Just after waking up, witnessing such a fortune is really confusing.
The tall captain seemed not surprised by the expressions on his crew.
Next to the handful of dust, a stiff rat-man corpse with a hideous and desperate face was displayed, but the sight of the guy looking here was taken away by the pile of dust.
The tall captain stood next to the corpse of the rat man, stretched out his hand, and with just a simple touch, a soul gem the size of a pigeon egg, which was punched and worn as a necklace, appeared. In her hands.
Just a slight flick.
The exclamations on the field were heard one after another.
And that's not even the end.
Behind her, on the bridge, a blurry blue moon flashed past.
At this moment, there was total silence.
To some extent, the rat people are really too wealthy.
Although these guys are not concerned about their wealth.
If the Eldar knew that these guys burned up a lot of ether just to fight an intraplanetary war, then I'm afraid a heart attack affecting the entire universe would be coming.
A veritable super primitive man who lights a candle with antimatter.
However, such wealth is not without its benefits. At least at this time, when this group of uninvited guests arrived, they had to be more cautious and did not use the simplest and unpretentious strategy.
To announce the arrival of super creatures, irresistibly powerful beings, or gods.
To a certain extent, for those races and creatures that have not left the planet, they are indeed no different from gods, to a certain extent.
A psychic attuner was rummaged out of the warehouse.
This is an extremely old model. It has only one function, and that is to read the skills in the soul.
The Eldar believe in the existence of souls.
Although the soul in their perception is actually more inclined to the reflection of a creature in the subspace.
The logistics boy held up the old equipment in his hand and was eager to try it.
He was going to participate in this synchronization, and the object of his synchronization was the frozen corpse.
Before these visiting spirits officially enter the planet in front of them, they want to obtain some useful information first.
After all, these guys grew up under the light of the ether moon, who knows what kind of ghosts they will be.
This is a necessary preparation.
Of course, it is difficult to say whether this kind of preparation is wise or not.
The eager logistics boy officially activated the synchronizer.
This attempt is about to begin.
(End of this chapter)