254 Silent Underground Street
The Killing Order's patriarch is named Ryvagaren, and the lieutenant is called Ryvatian, and the two are twin sisters conceived from the same bud, and Colonia has specially attached an extra umbilical cord to that uterus for this purpose.
β¦β¦ Which one is the sister and which one is the sister?
Russell tried to ask Revagalen this question, and the answer was that they didn't know it themselves. Because the process of giving birth to life in the tree of life is highly automated, twins are born at the same time without a normal order of production.
Then this question is quite vague, I don't know if Ryva Galen and Ravatien usually fight over who will be the sister and who will be the sister.
However, the Spirit Clan warriors cultivated by Koroniai should not be so naΓ―ve...... Should?
In the end, Russell still couldn't muster up the courage to ask this question to Revagalon's face, and it would be too embarrassing for the high-ranking star-bombers to be interested in the gossip between sisters if they were to believe in the existence of their mother-in-law.
Maybe you'll be treated as a strange person.
Tormented by intense curiosity, the Pot of Greed travels through the stargate and arrives at the Krenna sector, Pluto.
The Great Stone Fortress that once docked in the orbit of the planet has long since left, and now there is only one moon on Pluto, and the surface of the star is a fragile earth full of holes under the dark red dust clouds, and countless dense mines and industrial furnaces still bear the scars of war left by the warbands under the command of Chaos Warlord Abaddon.
The situation at that time... The Dark Angel was forgotten, but Russell remembered that the planet was controlled by the Mechanical Order, and it was actually destroyed like this.
"The oil guy is fighting a lot on the ground." Russell couldn't help but sigh. However, he knew in his heart that at that time, the stargate of Pluto had not yet been completed, and the reason why he couldn't hold Pluto was probably because the oil guy had deployed most of his manpower on the side of the stargate.
It is not necessarily a deployment, as far as Russell knows, almost all the sages of the Mechanic Sect regard the construction of the stargate as a very sacred thing, believing that the stargate network links countless galaxies and also connects themselves with the god of all machines, and I don't know how many people don't even compete for their salaries to participate in the project, and fight for a chance to work for a day.
On weekdays, all the high-ranking priests who pride themselves on their talents and don't even care about the governor of the planet are slashing each other passionately with the sacred Om Messiah's axe in the forged ship of the Mechanical Order, and the electric power is scattered and the gears are flying. In the end, it took his life's connections to go and the relationship was barely stuffed in.
Therefore, Russell really has no doubt that the Mechanical Order will transfer all the main defensive forces of Pluto to protect the satellite gate, and they can do such a thing.
Therefore, in a sense, Abaddon has picked up a leak: the dark angel was crippled by the gray wind and then entangled by Vogrim, the oil guy repaired the star gate and the main force was not at home, and our invincible Chaos Warlord happened to drive the marriage ship with the black army, and the mighty army was menacing to the Pluto and then ...... Broke through an empty door.
"Abaddon's luck." Ryvatien sighed.
"This is Destiny's Child, right?" Reva Galen chimed in.
"Luck is also part of strength." Russell said and clapped his hands gently: "Okay, get ready, we won't stop at Pluto this time, and go directly to Klentarina." β
Revagalon was a little puzzled, "But this ship's jump engine has only been activated by you once, and it still needs about 200 standard Terra days of cooldown. β
Not all ships can reset the cooldown CD by dismantling and reorganizing themselves like the Grey Mothership, and there is no stargate that leads directly to Klentarina.
"Let's go subspace." Russell said.
Thanks to the Titan's sheer size, the Kettle of Greed has enough volume to plug in the two faster-than-light modes of the jump engine and the subspace engine, which can be used interchangeably.
However, as soon as Russell's words came out, he saw that Ryvatien and Ryval Galen's eyes widened at the same time.
"I know you have an instinctive resistance to subspace navigation, but take it easy, rest assured, at least at this stage, I can walk sideways in the Sea of Souls." Russell smiled and ordered the battleship AI to control the Kettle of Greed to Mandeville Point in the star system where Pluto is located.
Start the engine, tear the veil, and the pot of greed sails into the sea of souls.
By the time the Titan Megaship emerged from the raging Aether turbulence, Revatien could already see the rubble belt around Krentarina with the naked eye.
"We're here."
The Kettle of Greed avoids the patrol routes of the Krenna fleet and makes its way to Klentarina's orbit, where Benhart Medius's ship has been waiting in the dockyard for a long time.
Before leaving, Russell informed him in advance of what he was coming, and Benhardt also knew that Russell did not like cards and valued efficiency, so there was no grand welcome banquet or cumbersome etiquette, and the two went straight to the point.
After parking the boat and descending to the surface of the planet, Banhardt withdrew all the attendants and walked with Russell in a hidden passage deep in the nest, the crisp footsteps of metal heels hitting the ground echoing in the deep corridors.
"It's been a long time, but His Excellency Russell's style is still as simple as ever." As he walked, Banhardt casually found a topic to compliment his character.
Although it was a flattering remark, Banhart didn't feel much disobedient when he said it, Russell's style was indeed a maverick, and he didn't bring any attendants with him when he first came to Klentarina, and even refused the 14-day trip to the Emerald Star that Benhardt arranged for him.
Now on his second visit to Krenna, Russell is still alone.
Presumably, the strength of His Excellency Russell must be very strong, otherwise how could he be entrusted with the important task by that mysterious bullet star.
"Don't be so flattering to me, with your cleverness you should know that not everyone likes to be complimented. For some people, trying to please them can be boring, and it is better to focus on doing what needs to be done. Russell's voice was mixed with the crisp footsteps, which seemed deep and ethereal.
"You're right." Banhart sneered: "Instead of using roundabout social skills to win people's hearts, it is better to maintain cooperative relations with real interests." β
The atmosphere between the two fell silent again, and only the sound of scattered footsteps echoed in the winding corridor.
Banhardt led Russell all the way to the depths of the nest, the twists and turns of the path crisscrossed and twisted eighteen turns, and from time to time it was necessary to jump through the shaft between the upper nest, the middle nest, and even the lower nest and the bottom nest, like a huge cobweb overlapping up and down.
Apparently, Banhardt had deliberately taken a long detour, he was taking Russell to some secret place, and he didn't want the exact location of that place to be leaked, even if it was the messenger of the Bulletin.
After about 45 minutes of silence, the long hike finally came to an end, with occasional masked figures in black robes hurrying by, either alone or in groups of twos.
The people who came and went were always in a hurry without saying a word, silently walking briskly through the cobwebs, and Russell's path had come to an end.
Ahead is a dead end.
"The passage we have just walked is actually an ancient product from the Golden Age."
Banhardt slowed down to the end of the dead end, reached out and stroked the cold, hard wall in front of him, and said, "The vast network system covers the entire planet, through which we can quickly reach any corner on Klentarina. β
Russell's eyebrows were slightly raised, and he smiled silently.
"From the point of view of physics and engineering, it is almost impossible to build such a network on a planet, it will consume too much space and crowd too many resources, but at this moment the finished product of this impossible project is in front of us, stepping on you and me." Banhardt took a deep breath and turned to look Russell in the eye:
"You are a powerful psyker, Lord Russell, and you must have sensed the unusualness of this system from the moment you set foot in the pathway, yes, its construction and dependence are closely related to subspace. The golden man carved out this miniature network covering the planet from the mezzanine between the real universe and the subspace...... In fact, when the ancients built it, they referred to the giant ancient holy network that spanned the starry sky. β
Russell was still smiling, his calm eyes as calm as a pool of stagnant water: "It's basically the same as my guess." β
The rubble belt on the outskirts of the Klentarina galaxy is the product of the fragmentation of the Golden Age 'Metropolis Giant', and how can there be no legacy left by the Golden Man on Klentarina, which is in the same galaxy as the Metropolis Giant?
It's just that the origin of this legacy is a bit big.
"With the micro-channel, we can quickly reach any corner on the Klentarina, but there are two major limitations to be aware of when using it." Banhart went on to say:
"First, the bandwidth of the miniature network is limited, and no large vehicle can enter it, and the small vehicle of the level of barely passing the hoverbike is the limit, but most people will choose to walk."
"This relates to the second restriction."
"Second, the micro-network is closely related to subspace, and it was the golden man who carved out the curtain between the real universe and the subspace, but because Klentarina was on the edge of the eye of fear, the curtain here was already very fragile.
The thin curtain has been cut into the network and made more fragile, so strange phenomena often occur in the depths of the miniature network system.
Occasionally, demons crawl out of another dimension and wander the pathways like ghosts, sometimes wandering for hours and then bored and returning to subspace on their own, sometimes wandering in micro-networks for decades......
Therefore, those who enter the micro-network should try to hold their breath and not make too much noise to disturb 'them', and try to suppress some not-so-good thoughts - dark thoughts will attract demons as much as possible. β
That's why people walking in the micro-network will be in such a hurry and don't say a word...... Psykers are expected to be extremely dangerous if they walk in the miniature meadows.
"Because of these two characteristics, the micro-network system has a more apt name in Klentarina's underground society." Banhart says:
"βSilent Underground Street."
"That's a good name...... Russell touched his chin, "But if you talk to me at length here, aren't you afraid of triggering restrictions and attracting demons?" β
"We've reached the finish line, so we can relax a little bit." Benhardt Medius said with a smile: "And even if there is a chance that a demon will be lured, I have a way to escape this 'silent underground street' calmly." β
The dignified Governor of the planet himself went deep underground, how could he not carry some means of self-protection with him?
Russell felt the same, so he looked behind Banhardt, at the end of the dead end: "Then our end is this wall?" β
Banhat laughed, there was a bit of relief in his laughter, it seemed that the Bulleter was not omniscient, and there was something on Klentarina that could make the Bulletiner's messenger wonder.
"Krentarina's planetary government has never really controlled the entire Silent Underground Streets, and for thousands of years, this miniature network has been used by various groups of people on this planet, and is the main underground trading network for those bottom nest dregs.
Criminals, Black Traders, Mutants, Aliens...... I don't know how many pickles are hidden in the intricate web channels. β
Speaking of this, Governor Benhardt suddenly smiled mysteriously: "The place I have brought you to today is the dirtiest corner of the silent underground street. β
His voice fell, and a few faint rays of light suddenly shone faintly at the end of the net alley in front of him.
In the darkness, the cold and hard walls suddenly melted like ice, and the heavy and simple plastic concrete bricks dispersed like smoke, as if they were just a flower in front of him, and what appeared in front of Russell was already a different scene.
Behind the walls is a complex of bars, castles, or department stores, where mutants with deformed appendages can be seen bobbing their heads in the colored lights, pale figures huddled in the corners of tables and chairs sucking something, and exuberant men and women dancing and combining in front of the crowd, attracting cheers from the surrounding onlookers.
"Mutants are not human by the standards of the Human Empire, so on some densely populated planets, the total number of people counted by the Ministry of the Interior tends to range from 1/3 to 300% less than the actual number."
Benhardt said as he walked forward, "This is one of the transit nodes of the Silent Underground Shopping Mall, one of the observatories/consoles set up by the Golden Man in the micro-network to observe the fluctuations of the subspace curtain. However, since the Iron Man Rebellion and the Long Night, no one on Klentarina has been able to activate or maintain the observatory.
It has now become a place of indulgence for countless low-level scum to gather together, and people from all walks of life are mixed in. β
Russell's face remained unchanged, and he nodded nonchalantly: "You said before that you have a friend who has some channels on the dark spirit clan side and can get a large number of living spirits made by cloning technology...... That friend is here? β
"I made an appointment with him to meet here." Benhardt said truthfully, "Maybe it's because the amount I owe you is so large, even that friend hasn't smuggled such a large number of living spirits, so he is a little wary and refuses to let go of my request."
But it later got 'some rumors' out of nowhere and reached out to me, saying that it hoped that I could match it up and meet the messenger of the bullet star face to face. β
"Interesting......" Russell was interested, and Banhardt addressed the friend not by him or her, but by it.
It was clear that Benhardt didn't treat his friend as a human, and that he was someone who would use "him" for mutants.
The two chapters are combined.
(End of chapter)