"The vast majority of human beings who are begging for a living in the sea of stars, even white-haired veterans who have experienced thousands of voyages, have enough wisdom and caution to fear the coming of the subspace storm. I can assure you that they have a good reason. ”

"Imagine when you're standing on the bow of an old ocean-going vessel, sailing across the endless ocean. Behind you, the gentle sun illuminates the waves, turning them into sparkling blue-green gemstones...... But just as you're getting farther and farther from land, dark cumulonimbus clouds slowly gather on the distant horizon, and giant thunderstorm cloud anvils completely obscure your vision, stretching from the crest of the wave all the way to the sky, and even the top of the sky is not visible. The clouds boiled and became angry, and blue lightning crackled and fell. You realize that this storm is unavoidable and that you will have to drive through the middle. ”

"The howling waves soon turn into hungry mouths, eager to devour you and your boat. You are tossed around by the raging waves, unable to get your footing, as if the storm is trying to wreck the ship and suck you into the sky. But here's the evil thing about it – the storm does want to get in. It wants to break your shield and eat your flesh. Just as you realize this, the sound of something suddenly rings in your ears, and they come on the wind, trying to take your soul. ”

"No, it's wise for veterans to fear the subspace storm. The only mistake they made was to call it a 'storm'. The name implies that it belongs to something of nature, but there is nothing natural about subspace storms. ”

- Navigator Araks Tekal

……

Fu Qinghai stood in front of the crack in the network channel.

The crack in the network indicated by the map.

Unless you see it with your own eyes, it's hard to believe that the network barrier, a magical material that is difficult for humans to understand, can be broken. The crack in front of him was not too big, just enough for two Space Marines to pass side by side, and I didn't know how the Chaos Demon Prince, the Prince of Destruction Storm, managed to squeeze in.

The dark, deep crack did not make any hissing sound like a leak or a leak, and was very quiet. However, through the umbra speculum on the helmet eyepiece, many colorful spots of light were escaping from this crack, and the energy of the subspace was invading the network.

Fu Qinghai tried to look inside.

However, the inside of the crack was so dark and deep that it seemed to swallow up all the reflected light, making it impossible to see what was inside. Faced with such a mysterious and unknown place, Fu Qinghai took a deep breath, and finally chose to believe in the "Infernal Network Map" and twisted the accelerator with both hands.

"Buzz—"

Even people and cars rushed into this crack.

……

It suddenly went dark and then lit up.

Whenever Fu Qinghai's senses were limited, he would always subconsciously turn on the Force Perception to explore the surrounding environment, but just now, his Force Perception was completely invalid, and he completely lost all his perception experience.

Just for a moment.

Then his vision suddenly cleared.

The sea of souls, which was always surging and boiling, and occasionally quietly, appeared in front of him in an instant. Waves, storms, and whirlpools of bizarre energy converged and swept in a short distance before dissipating. The spiritual currents generated by the spiritual activities of the galactic beings are constantly forming and extinguishing, and finally forming the terrifying scene in front of them.

Fu Qinghai turned his head and glanced back for the first time.

It was pitch black and empty behind him.

The cracks in the network are completely gone.

"!"

Despite having guessed this situation for a long time and being somewhat mentally prepared, he still felt very fucked up. Human beings have not really understood the network, and comparing it to a hollow network sandwiched between the real universe and the immaterial world is just a metaphor, and it does not mean that human beings have understood its essence. Fu Qinghai has no turning back now.

So he turned back to look at him.

This is not the first time Fu Qinghai has witnessed subspace.

But before, he only sat inside the battleship and observed the subspace through the Geller force field, and never stood directly in the subspace to feel the subspace like now, and faced the malice that wanted to burrow into his mind all the time.

These waves, storms, and whirlpools are the embodiment of the capriciousness of subspace. The role of the so-called navigators is to use the third eye on their foreheads to observe the psionic effects of these phenomena that resemble the ocean, and combine them with relevant knowledge to find a relatively calm and stable path for warships to pass through in the midst of waves, storms, and whirlpools.

But there is no such possibility right now, and a terrifying storm that is slowly rising and still intensifying is sweeping through the region. As far as the eye can see, there is no so-called "road" for ships to pass through in the entire waves, storms, and whirlpools, which makes it impossible to carry out the subspace jump in this star area, and all of this is caused by "man-made".

This is where subspace is unnatural.

In the midst of this energy storm of lightning and thunder, Fu Qinghai saw a lone spaceship, next to a whirlpool not far from the center of the storm, fluttering and crumbling with the current. The boat is covered with a shimmering film to protect it from tearing apart in rough waves, but that's about it.

Fu Qinghai was not a mutant like the Navigator, and he couldn't plan the route of his ship, but the ghost armor gave him the ability to see all the currents of energy clearly without falling into sanity. Following his genetic instinct for piloting, Fu Qinghai found a curvy and slender path to the battleship in the storm.

A path that is not accessible to spaceships, but can be traversed by jet motorcycles.

Fu Qinghai twisted the throttle and swooped down.

The Blue Hayabusa closes the air intake and turns on the ion jet mode in space, providing extreme speed no less than in the air. Fu Qinghai drove the jet motorcycle, like the petrel in the Chinese textbook, plunged headlong into the colorful storm that exuded surging malice, and drifted left and right in the small gap between the energy currents, quickly approaching the spaceship.

Although his piloting skills are outstanding, in this place where there is no need to obey the laws of physics, psionic tides always appear out of thin air and then disappear out of thin air, and it is still inevitable that some waves of energy will crash on his body, but in the end, they are all resisted by the shell of the warframe forged by Uru metal, and the splash shatters into a trickle and is absorbed by the demons inside the warframe.

It did not hurt Fu Qinghai's body and soul.

Finally he came to the ship.

Fu Qinghai looked at the armed merchant ship in front of him, which was nearly one and a half kilometers long, and saw that it should be a retired frigate of the Imperial Navy, but the hull had been modified by the owner a lot, and the specific model could not be identified. It's not too small - the small ships in Warhammer 40K are basically not equipped with subspace engines, and they do not have the ability to perform subspace jumps.

The Geller force field on the merchant ship is still functioning normally, indicating that even at this time, there may still be living people inside the merchant ship - the spaceship in the Warhammer 40K Universe is so large and self-sustaining that it can maintain its sailing for a long time without supplies. This finding is not surprising.

However, in addition to this, there are countless looming hazy and massive figures surrounding the merchant ship, and these subspace entities are manifesting their original forms under the spiritual vision of the ghost armor. They hungerily and patiently stroked and licked outside the bubbles, looking forward to the moment when the Geller force field would be completely shattered.

Fu Qinghai rushed forward without hesitation.

The Chaos Demons, who were greedily coveting the souls of the ship, were very surprised at this moment, they turned their heads and saw a living human appeared in the subspace, and the most amazing thing was that this human actually took the initiative to rush towards them? So they gave up on the ship in front of them and floated up to meet them.

Fu Qinghai jumped up from the green falcon.

Cross your hands and perform Wolverine's classic moves.

A twisted demon with an open mouth was confronted.

"Shhhh

The moment the two came into contact, the scene imagined by the other demons—the humans were devoured in an instant, and they didn't appear, but instead they saw the sight they would never forget—the demons were torn in half by the humans at once, like a mass of silk that had been forcibly torn apart by someone.

A cross-section of the demon's body.

The fragments of the spirit body were broken and scattered.

Fu Qinghai was bathed in a colorful rain of blood.

The eight demons in the armor are drinking with their mouths open.

Grooving, what's going on?

The Chaos Demon felt like he'd seen a hell of a day.

In the past, demons ate people, but today when I meet a human being, I actually eat demons...... The food chain is reversed?

An unbelieving demon floated over again, and then it ended up in the same way as the demon in front of it.

It was dismembered by the human three times and then began to feast, screaming horribly as it struggled.

There was also a demon who wanted to take advantage of the opportunity to sneak attack while the two were in a fight, and opened its sharp jagged mouth to bite Fu Qinghai, trying to stop him and bite him off, but the tip of the tooth hit the shell of the battle armor and "snapped" and cracked, and the mouth full of broken teeth could only be swallowed with blood, whimpering and shaking his head and tail to escape.

Seeing this, these demons no longer hesitated and turned away, riding the current of energy and disappearing from sight.

The goblin armor smacked its lips contentedly.

Fu Qinghai turned his head to look at the merchant ship next to him.

The inscription on the side of the ship reads "Alva".

Fu Qinghai opened the public communication channel:

"Alva, Alva, I'm a Space Marine affiliated with the Order of Astarte, thirty meters to the left of the side of your bridge, and receive an immediate reply."

Fu Qinghai stared at the merchant ship in front of him.

After he repeated the call a few times.

Still no reply has been received.

In the silence of the space, he could even hear his own voice echoing through the empty bridge of the Alva. Suddenly, there were screeching voices coming from the communication channel, some of which were human, but many more were not. It's all some crazy gibberish. The syllables are spliced together in a jumbled babble, and they don't sound like any kind of human speech.

"Chaos."

Fu Qinghai said in a low voice.

It seems that the merchant ship has fallen.

Sometimes, Chaos engulfs a poor ship without the Geller Field being completely dismantled, and now the Geller Field is still protecting the people inside, though it is weak, but the crew may have been crushed by despair.

It is not yet known what is going on inside.

Fu Qinghai no longer waited for a reply.

Fly directly to the bridge of the Alva.

Then he was blocked by the shimmering film.

The jet head passed through the Geller force field, but when it reached the body, the elastic cavity formed by the Geller force field firmly blocked the Goblin Warframe's progress.

"Damn, I forgot."

Fu Qinghai stopped speechlessly:

"Lao Tzu is also one of the chaos now."

The Geller force field blocked the ghost armor from entering the merchant ship, Fu Qinghai didn't expect this to happen, the storm outside the merchant ship was getting worse, Fu Qinghai didn't want to wait for the Geller force field to slowly fail by itself, so he thought of a way.

"You wait for me to close the Geller field."

Fu Qinghai first commanded the ghosts.

"Okay, Aoyama."

The eight demons replied obediently.

Fu Qinghai opened the white suitcase, then took off the ghost armor, and briefly exposed himself to the subspace, and a stream of iron-gray nanoparticles emerged from the suitcase, spreading along the arm wrap and covering Fu Qinghai's whole body, and these particles quickly accumulated to build a very familiar shape.

Blue Shell Power Warframe 4.0.

Fu Qinghai's new generation of nano battle armor.

It can be transformed and crammed into any space.

Fu Qinghai smoothly passed through the Geller force field.

He first drove the jet motorcycle around to the other side of the spaceship, found a place near the middle cabin, and then raised an arm to aim at the hull of the spaceship, and a mass of nanoparticles appeared on the arm armor to quickly build a thick double-barreled hot melt cannon that was held by Fu Qinghai in his hand, blue hot melt flames erupted, and the shell of the merchant ship melted like cream.

This is an access hatch in the hull.

Fu Qinghai kicked open the shell of the spaceship cut by the hot melt flame, and the gas in the cabin began to escape, forming an expanding air pressure and flying out of the metal hatch. Fu Qinghai raised his hand to block it and didn't let the board hit him, controlled the jet motorcycle to turn into the cabin to find a place to park, jumped off the motorcycle, picked up his weapon, and began to go deep into the interior of the merchant ship.

Walk through the depressurized cabin.

Fu Qinghai's gaze searched cautiously.

The spaceship's corridors, illuminated by sconces, were littered with laser scorch marks and craters of bullets. This corridor has been the subject of fierce battles and then desecrated.

There were badly burned and mutilated corpses, these broken corpses were almost unrecognizable, but fragments of charred clothes could still be found, Fu Qinghai squatted down and picked up a charred armband, the mark was faintly recognizable.

Safra Chemical Dog.

The merchant ship was actually hired by this military force, the notorious penal corps of the Imperial Guard, made up entirely of criminals. To say that this legion also has some ties to the Phaeton casting world - many addictive combat potions produced by Phaeton from the radiation universe, what kind of strong spirits and what crazy drugs, the main supply object is the Xing Punishment Corps like Safra Chemical Dog. These addict thieves have a nebulizer on their faces at any time, and they can't fight without drugs.

Fu Qinghai stood up.

Safra chemical dogs though have a bad reputation.

But Safra Chem Dog is not a force of chaos.

Instead, those who are accustomed to scavenging and even stealing friendly equipment on the battlefield are cautious about anything that comes into contact with Chaos, a rule of law for them to survive in the fucking place of Warhammer 40K. They just have bad military discipline and are addicted to drugs, but it doesn't mean that they have bad brains.

Who are these Xing Punishment soldiers fighting against?

Fu Qinghai continued to walk inside, and more traces of battle, more scorch, and more craters appeared in the corridor. There were blood stains on the walls and decks. The banner was burned, and the walls and pillars were covered with chaos runes wherever mortals could reach them. Some of these filthy marks were painted with blood, and some were cauterized to the surface.

Fu Qinghai lifted up a corpse with his shoes, the man was dressed in tattered robes, some of the markings were still faintly recognizable as the emblems of the Imperial merchant fleet, but they were now covered in jagged eight-pointed stars. The cultist shaved his head and carved a rough serpentine pattern on the top of his head, and he also pulled out all of his teeth except for the canines.

"Alas......"

Fu Qinghai sighed.

Everything was as he expected.

This Imperial merchant ship did not die from the demonic invasion caused by the failure of the Geller force field, but because it was trapped in subspace, unable to endure the despair and pain that was slowly approaching step by step, it took the lead in the riot of Chaos Believers within itself.

It ended up being like this.

The Geller Field is not omnipotent at times, and while these subspace entities cannot pass directly through the Geller Field, some of these powerful beings can exert a spiritual influence on the people in the ship through the Geller Field.

Fu Qinghai once experienced it.

On the frigate Stiletto.

"Humans are that fragile, aren't they?"

A voice rang out at the end of the hallway.

Fu Qinghai turned around and looked back.

A gorgeously dressed skinny woman, standing there with a jeweled cane, she also shaved her head, her originally smooth and beautiful face was covered with distorted tattoos and blasphemous symbols, she looked at Fu Qinghai, and laughed miserably:

"I hear your sigh, Space Marine. Are you also feeling that human beings are such a fragile species? The human body is already so weak, but the spirit is even weaker than the body, and it can kill itself with a lie or a piece of bread, and all beliefs, rules, and disciplines are left behind......"

The tone of the other party's voice seemed quite educated.

"May I ask who you are?"

Fu Qinghai asked calmly.

"I'm the daughter of the merchant owner of the Alva."

The woman replied weakly.

Fu Qinghai noticed that although the woman was already hungry, her eyes still flashed with vicious and hateful light, staring at the space soldier on the other side of the corridor:

"Did you know that what's even more terrifying than the failure of the Geller force field is that our food and water will run out sooner. Even more terrifying than the failure of the Geller force field is that we have no hope of leaving this damn space! ”

The woman gritted her teeth word by word and said:

"DID YOU KNOW? Ever since the Alva was trapped here, every day, nay, every moment, I have knelt before the Emperor's icon and prayed, praying from the bottom of my heart that the Emperor might send his Angel of Death to save us from the depths of our troubles. But that statue, he never answered me! Fake, all fake! All the that the state religion says is a lie! He's a false god! ”

The woman roared hysterically.

Fu Qinghai frowned slightly.

Although he is a human emperor faction and not a god emperor faction.

But these words of this woman ......

"Am I not here?"

Fu Qinghai pointed to himself.

"What kind of redemption is belated redemption?"

The woman scolded.

Then her words changed:

"I ordered the guards to smash the false idol, because he is a liar, and the real god will never be like him. I knelt in the rubble and prayed with all my heart that the true gods would come to our aid. ”

A strange smile slowly appeared on the woman's face:

"And then they answered me."

"I heard His voice, so clear, so real, and They patiently taught me how to seek salvation, true salvation. I organized all those who wanted to win salvation, we rose up against it, we burned the banner of lies and tore down the statues of hypocrisy, just for this moment! ”

The woman said categorically with all her might.

Her eyes were fixed on Fu Qinghai:

"You're late, Space Marine."

"I don't know how that false god sent you to this hellish space, but your biggest mistake was that you were late. Yes, you have a body that surpasses mortals, but I wonder if your spirit is as strong as your body in the face of those true gods? Haha, or will you fall on your knees like an ordinary mortal and go crazy? Like those traitors of your kind? ”

The woman smiled after the success of her plan:

"You're late, Space Marine."

She is still repeating the phrase:

"There's nothing you can do to stop me."

"Just an hour ago, my men had already captured the generator of the Geller field, and now I only need to give an order, and they will turn off the Geller field, and then ...... Hehe, what if you're a Space Marine? Can you stop the true god from entering this ship and then completely crush your mind, your heart as fragile as a mortal? ”

The woman's chin lifted slightly.

Fu Qinghai finally understood.

This woman has not actually lost her mind, and her words are very logical. It wasn't so much a collapse of her faith as a sense of anger — she thought the Emperor wouldn't send someone to save her, and instead embraced Chaos, obeying the voices that spoke to her in her head through the Geller field.

But she never thought that she would be trapped in subspace, and she would actually meet a Space Marine here!? The moment she saw Fu Qinghai, her true faith collapsed. If she hadn't heeded those voices to rally the Chaos cultists to a rebellion, she might have been rescued by now.

"Face the true gods."

The corners of the woman's mouth hooked up a disdainful smile:

"What kind of angel of death are you?"

With the woman's order.

The spaceship Geller's field quietly shut down.

The ghost armor, which had been waiting outside the spaceship, activated the double exhaust ports on the power pack and floated in by itself. The woman looked expectantly at the end of the corridor, and instead of appearing as a fantasy god, she saw a black power armor with a hideous and terrifying demon god aura walking in.

Was this the god she was looking forward to?

The woman was suddenly stunned to see that the power armor on the Space Marine's body suddenly turned into mercury-like particles and slipped off, and then gathered into a strand and disappeared into a white box, and then the Star Marine turned around and walked into the black armor that opened automatically, and then the open armor pieces closed layer by layer.

"The Emperor's salvation is me."

"The conversion of chaos is still me."

The goblin armor approached the woman and leaned over and asked:

"Hehe, didn't expect that, right?"

"Ahhhh

The woman's eyes widened and she fell into a dementia-like madness:

"What kind of monster are you? What are you......"

The goblin armor raised its claws and shredded her.

Pieces of internal organs, broken bones, and blood were scattered all over the ground.

"Hello, ......"

Mimiko Mizunuma smashed her mouth twice:

"Qingshan, this soul is not very tasty."

"It's a little light, I think, Aoyama."

Chu Renmei also expressed her opinion.

These guys still have a bad mouth, right?

Fu Qinghai shook his head and ignored it, and walked straight to the depths of the merchant ship over the corpse parts, he wanted to reactivate the Geller force field. Chaos believers rushed out of the passage and cabin of the spaceship, but they were not the same enemy, Fu Qinghai cut them to pieces casually, and some Chaos believers mistakenly thought that Fu Qinghai was their god, and knelt on the ground to worship.

But there is no escape from the fate of being chopped up.

Fu Qinghai walked towards the Geller force field generator, and along the way, many terminals and control panels were smashed, but this did not affect the main function of the ship. Fu Qinghai reactivated the closed Geller force field, and a shimmering film re-enveloped the surface of the merchant ship, temporarily keeping it away from the turbulent currents and tides, and maintaining the stability of the hull structure.

"And then ......"

Fu Qinghai muttered to himself and walked to the bridge:

"Let me see if you can still move?"

Fu Qinghai arrived at the bridge, which was also a mess, and it was apparently a big battle between the merchant ship crew and the Chaos cultists fighting over the bridge, and the corpses of both sides were scattered everywhere.

Fu Qinghai casually removed the corpse hanging on the console and dashboard. He was looking for encoders, databases, anything with cables and pulse interfaces, and the merchant ship had been heavily modified by its owner, which was very different from the standard bridge of the Imperial Navy, causing Fu Qinghai to be a little confused.

"Found you."

Fu Qinghai put on the green shell power armor, the power backpack turned into an industrial backpack, he pierced a mechanical tentacle of the industrial backpack into the metal wall, into the code library behind the bulkhead, and gently dragged it back, and the mechanical tentacles were dragged out with a bundle of aging cables and hydraulic pipes.

Fu Qinghai stood in place and didn't move, but the eight mechanical tentacles behind him opened like spiders, and simply dismantled the cable, and then began to rummage and analyze them one by one, and finally found the thing he wanted.

The interface of the logic engine of this merchant ship.

That is, the input end of the ship's soul.

Fu Qinghai was about to insert the universal data plug on one of the tentacles of the crafted backpack, when he suddenly stopped moving, and he thought of a possibility: there were already Chaos Believers in this merchant ship, if the logic engine of this merchant ship was also polluted, or there were some Chaos waste codes in it...... Then the work-made backpack is directly connected to Fu Qinghai's spinal nerves.

It's equivalent to a brain-computer interface.

This can't be messed up with.

"Master, what are you struggling with?"

A lazy voice sounded in the bottom of my heart.

"Oh, how did I forget you."

Fu Qinghai picked up the data interface, flexed his fingers to buckle off the stains of blessed holy oil sticking on it, and then pushed his fingertips up, and a cloud of purple gum poured into the cable along the interface, all the way deep into the interior of the merchant ship.

"Green Soul, help me check if there is Chaos Pollution in this ship's logic engine, clean it up if it exists, and then help me control its logic engine."

"Understood, master."

The voice of the green soul sounded from the bridge radio:

"This ship is too big, my body is too small, and I can't completely control the entire ship, but it's okay to make sure the logic engine is under your control."

"That's what I want."

Fu Qinghai nodded and said:

"I'll take care of the rest."

He clicked a few times on the control panel.

A blue holographic projection emerges.

Fu Qinghai narrowed his eyes and began to analyze:

"Let me see...... The subspace engine is badly damaged and is estimated to be difficult to repair in a short period of time...... These stupid Chaos believers! The sub-light engine is also damaged, but there is a possibility that it will be repaired, well, it seems that it can only be done first. ”

Fu Qinghai turned around and ran briskly towards the sub-light engine, which was located at the stern of the merchant ship, quite a distance. After arriving here, the master foundry began to try to repair the device, and the eight mechanical servo arms were extremely busy, the residual temperature of the solder joint had not been extinguished, and the light of the welding arc exploded again.

At the same time, Fu Qinghai's symbiote also roamed the merchant ship's wires and pipes, she passed through one data transmission node after another to find the core logic engine, quickly possessed and occupied the device, and then began to check the logic engine for some kind of hidden danger according to the master's instructions.

Then the green soul found that his master's worries were not unreasonable, perhaps in the few minutes when the Geller force field had failed, the surreal chaos erosion had quietly acted on this area, and several infinite loops of chaotic waste code were massively expanding their own byte sequences.

"This is Warhammer 40K's psionic electronic virus?"

The green soul felt the chaos waste code curiously.

"I don't know what it tastes like."

The symbiote unconsciously drools.

Green Soul once ate an artificial intelligence, the red queen from the Resident Evil movie universe, and the little girl was very delicious, struggling in her mouth, and the taste was quite chewy. But these chaotic waste codes in front of them are different from artificial intelligence, they have a spicy aura of psionic energy.

"I can't help it...... Ahh ”

The Green Soul swallowed the Chaos Waste.

After eating, Qing Soul smashed his mouth to review the spicy taste, feeling that nothing had changed in him, so he ran along the cable to the bridge again to meet his master. Fu Qinghai also happened to repair the sub-light engine, and the green soul poured out of the data interface and returned to the master's body.

"Now, let's get started."

Fu Qinghai said and slowly pushed down the lever.

Blazing flames erupt from the ship's tail engine vent.

"It's finished."

Fu Qinghai's eyes lit up with excitement.

In order to conserve resources, the Imperial merchant fleet often used a large number of servants and slaves to replace mortal crews, making this spaceship highly automated. Even so, Fu Qinghai was still very busy, he stood on the bridge, one person used as five people, walking around to adjust the control everywhere.

Sometimes symbionts are also needed.

Eventually, the Alva slowly moved.

This retired naval warship, which originally required thousands of crew members to maintain operation and at least hundreds of crew members to operate, was driven by Fu Qinghai and his symbiote.

"But, master."

The Green Soul asks a question:

"Where are we going now?"

Fu Qinghai looked at the subspace storm still sweeping outside the bridge, and also fell silent - indeed, the merchant ship can be moved, but where to go? The subspace storm is still raging, the subspace engine is broken, and even the fucking navigator is dead...... These three unfortunate things were superimposed, and Fu Qinghai's plan was completely ruined.

"What was your original plan?"

Qing Soul asked curiously.

"I had a very bold plan."

Fu Qinghai stared at the star map and muttered:

"It's a pity that the navigator is dead."

Fu Qinghai turned his head and began to operate the rudder:

"Let's take it one step at a time."

"You have to believe that there is no way to heaven and man!"

Fu Qinghai began to comfort his symbiote.

"Yes, master."

The green soul was not worried at all.

…………