Chapter 1 Nest City with Simple Folk Customs
The Milky Way Ember Ring is a dark yellow solid planet orbiting a red giant star.
It once had a beautiful name, No. 016-701 Resource Star Norecia, but now no one cares about it.
Just like the name of the 'ember' in the star ring where it is located, the life trapped here can only wait for death. After all, it is nothing more than a handful of embers lingering after being burned.
The outer space orbit of the resource star is filled with equipment debris.
No matter how brilliant a technological creation is, it will become nothing more than cold space junk if it is scrapped, and may even block the self-rescue operations of life inside the resource star.
Gray-green acidic clouds covered the sky, and haze with extremely low visibility enveloped the entire world equally.
Only the roaring noise of large factories makes this world seem alive instead of turning into a steel tomb.
…
Occupying an entire continent, spreading from one end of the horizon to the other, it symbolizes prosperity, wealth, and beauty, and is a clustered metropolis and hive city that can support the reproduction and survival of billions of humans. After centuries of rain and wind, Most areas are now flooded with industrial waste and pollutants.
The giants in the "Tempire District" showed their madness in despair, immersed in the beauty of paper and gold, and freely sang "giving time to civilization".
If you have wine today, you will be drunk today, and you will be worried tomorrow.
The "nobles" in the "upper nest area" try their best to squeeze the "commoners" in the "lower nest area", as if this can make them feel alive.
Even those tyrants who have been notorious for thousands of years have to show their willingness to bow down when they see the heinous cruelty of the nobles.
"Xiachao District" is full of religious sects. From the moment they are born, the fate of the residents of "Xiachao District" has been determined.
Working 007 around the clock, leading a life so numb that it can lead to despair, the residents of "Xiachao District" can only place their hope in faith.
At the bottom of the hive city is a chaotic place called the "bottom hive area".
Here ‘the people are simple’, here ‘there are many talented people’, here ‘we are warm and hospitable’.
There is no order here, the law of the jungle is followed, and the strong is the truth.
Everyone in the "Bottom Nest Area" is both a hunter and a prey, and death and blood are everywhere throughout life.
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"Dichao District", a narrow alley.
A foul-smelling dark green 'stream' seeped out from the sewers at the edge of the alley.
Several lifeless bodies fell in the dark green "stream", and the highly corrosive "stream" eroded the remaining bodies into pits.
In the darkness where the sun finally disappeared, extremely depressed and dull breathing sounded.
The greedy gazes of jackals that had been hungry for weeks were fixed on the "fresh goods" lying in the "stream".
'Ding ding ding ding -'
A small stone flew from the dark and rolled on the uneven ground, which became the trigger of this "fight for survival".
The 'jackals' who couldn't hold back their hunger, their skinny bodies burst out at astonishing speed, holding various instruments and rushed towards the two broken bodies in the 'stream'.
The ferocious-looking survivors were either alone or in groups. After the larger alliance of survivors had divided up the 'loots', they glared fiercely at the useless compatriots around them who had gained nothing.
The sharp blades waving in the darkness shone with cold light, and the most eye-catching thing was an abandoned chain sword picked up from a garbage dump.
"roll!"
"If you don't go away, I'll kill you too and make starch!"
The 'Little Giant', who was about two meters tall and very strong, wielded a suspended chain sword.
The sword blade tore through the air and made a harsh roar, which looked extremely intimidating.
'Bang--'
Your finger pulled the trigger, and the bullet flew out of the muzzle. The flash of fire that lit up in the dim environment was very dazzling, and the scavenging hyenas hurriedly dodged.
It's a pity that they are not the legendary "Monks Astartes", nor are they the "psykers" used to burn the "Star Torch", nor are they the "Primarchs" who are like gods and demons.
Therefore, the outcome is already determined.
Within seven steps - the gun is fast and accurate!
The 'little giant' who was the most threatening, holding a chain sword, had a blood flower blooming from his head.
The ferocious face full of flesh was full of disbelief before he died.
Then he fell heavily to the filthy and smelly ground and became a member of the 'bait'.
‘Tap tap tap——’
A man in black, neatly dressed and very different from other malnourished hyenas, slowly walked out of the darkness with a large-caliber hand cannon.
"Not again."
The man in black glanced at the still warm body of the little giant with disappointment, and coldly sneered at the other hyenas around him: "Why don't you get out of here? Or maybe you scum also want to taste the taste of bullets?"
The hungry hyenas had fierce looks in their eyes, and the "taste" of the hand cannons told them to restrain their claws and fangs.
A thin man from the 'Little Giant' gang removed his big knuckles, snatched the chain sword that was called an 'artifact' with quick eyes and hands, half-knelt on the ground, bowed his head respectfully and said: "Your Excellency, Black Gun, To bother you, is there something 'abnormal' recently? "
No one who has survived to this day is a fool. The gangs in the "bottom area" are usually responsible for maintaining the basic order of an area.
Gangs that control the purchasing channels of the "Lower Nest Area" can exchange extremely scarce survival materials for "garbage" with huge returns from scavengers.
Gangs that regard scavengers in the area as 'crops and leeks' rarely kill their own assets.
"That's pretty smart. There may be psykers appearing in this area recently."
The man in black from the gang nodded approvingly, and when he talked about 'psionic power', his tone was extremely complicated, mixed with emotions such as envy, disgust, fear, and hatred.
"What? Psychic power!!"
The jackals and hyenas, who had long been accustomed to life and death, panicked when they heard the word 'psychic'.
In this universe, the extraordinary system and spiritual energy are extremely uncontrollable.
Psykers who are not professionally trained and uncontrolled are potential sources of danger.
The hunters who were usually hostile to each other formed a circle consciously, staring warily at the darkness that seemed to engulf everything.
"Don't be nervous. How can a mere "lower psyker" who has been reduced to scavenging be more powerful than a gun? "
The man in black from the gang sneered. Although his tone was frivolous, his actions did not dare to relax at all.
‘Emotional amplification·Greed! ’
‘Emotional amplification·killing! ’
‘Kakaka—’
There was a heart-wrenching sound of bones colliding, and a 'person' who walked unnaturally and wore half a low-quality white demon mask on his face slowly walked towards him with his arms wide open.
The visitor's bloodless mouth grinned, and a sharp noise like chalk scratching across a blackboard came out.
"I'm so honored to be targeted by the "Black Gun". "
The strange spiritual force field aroused the tense nerves of everyone present. The vigilant minds were interfered by the psychic power and silently became extreme.
"Spiritual attachment, puppet manipulation,... a psychic monster!"
The gangster man, who was relatively well-informed, struggled to resist the erosion that penetrated his soul, and his mood instantly hit rock bottom.
(End of chapter)