Chapter 75: Inactivated Orc Spores and Truncated Zerg Code

The black market here is actually not what Ryan imagined in those movies and TV shows. It is dark and noisy, and everyone wears cloaks to cover their faces, making it look like a gathering of unknown religious people.

The entrance that Hatak took them to was just one of the entrances to the black market. After walking through the twists and turns of the tunnel, a platform built in a stone cave in front of them was a natural exhibition area.

"There are 437 platforms like this in total. If you go inside, it will be a lawless place. For your safety, sir, we can just walk around outside. Sometimes the things outside are actually more valuable, and those inside are It’s a place where people with special needs go.”

Khattak said respectfully, after all, those rare prohibited items are only important to those in need. For the Rogue Traders, involving these items will put them in danger, so it is better to do it in the galaxy. A common item that is circulated everywhere.

Even if you are caught by then, because everyone is doing this, you will not be punished more, you will only need to pay some fines.

The whole place had a poor look, like the set of a sci-fi space merchant movie from the mid-1980s.

Damn it, can we really not see any high-tech creations in this era after the Golden Age? It's all this big boss style.

Among these not-so-dazzling products, what is surprising is that some things that are obviously not edible can also be sold as food.

Although I don’t have a certain understanding of human living standards in the Warhammer universe, when I saw with my own eyes that those things could be used as food, it still didn’t feel incredible.

After all, on the home planet of Seventh Terra, even if the technology is backward, at most the food eaten is within the scope of the Emperor's knowledge.

"Don't look at it. This thing is a living thing. You haven't been damaged too many times before." Luluta's voice came from the sound device worn under her neck. Obviously, no one there was hiding their identity. Means, "On a certain planet, it was even bought by some chicken thieves. Then they brought that thing back very slowly. Two days ago, a group of Space Marines destroyed this neighborhood. If you run It’s so strange that he died in the explosion together with them. How did you not realize that they all looked like humans?”

Then I looked back and saw that the croak, which could push humans out of its mouth, ate up the arm of the Yatsura species, burping with satisfaction.

That thing doesn't look like a bad seed at first glance, and it's also part of a green plant. If you go back and study it, you may not be able to plant it.

Once you can eat an entire infection, you will definitely be able to identify less worthless information.

"Damn it, the hair on the puffed bread will be digested by gastric acid, but will expand to a limited extent outside the alveoli until it penetrates the skin and grows out to wrap the whole person, and the body of the first person will become a new puffed bread. But what do you use? The expanded bread that is eaten is parasitic on the bodies of wild animals. No one will use it to parasitize the human body and resell it. After all, the human body is too big and it will not produce much in a period of time. "

I held the arm of an eighth-generation chicken thief with one hand, and walked out of the Caliban Jungle of Seventh Terra with this green spore in my other hand.

It is estimated that the White Dark Angel also came to find my father's whereabouts. The Emperor did not care. There was nothing in Duria that could kill a veteran of the founding regiment.

Because based on my experience, I haven't been able to see clearly. Luluta is a chicken thief infected person who has hidden his identity. Although he got rid of the control due to the death of the patriarch. Disguise yourself in various ways, but your father should tell the difference.

When Tang Biao was about to feel disappointed, I finally noticed a hint of green. It was this kind of lively plant spore. It was very pure and had no appearance problems.

Eating that kind of food is both important and important in the Warhammer world. Speaking of importance, it is the basic need of life for all races.

Ryan observed: "Little man, that thing looks like a pea or a sapling, and you know what it will look like before it matures."

"Why do you think he is not a member of this chicken thieves clan? It's just because before the death of the original species, he was able to get rid of the control and cut off the most obviously mutated thing under his body."

Tang Biao was very helpless about the so-called food, and it was difficult for those people to find a way to eat those monsters without the risk of killing himself.

Monquin talked about the incident with an expression on his face, and even deliberately lifted the bottom of the expanded bread, indicating that by pinching the outside, he could aim at the esophageal plug and remove it to prevent these villi from touching the trachea.

Tang Biaoying slapped the box under the box and said:

Tang Biaoying quickly found people to clear out all the stalls in Luluta. Tang Biao held the big bottle and looked at the green spores that seemed to grow out of it, which was very disgusting.

Damn it, are you just afraid of alien aliens or even space viruses coming from outside?

If something happened in the past, using the name of a low lord would save a lot of trouble.

Just now Big John ran over and said that Guagua got some information after eating this arm.

"Send them there yourself. If they don't use these sneaky tricks outside, you will kill them all."

It is definitely possible to find a way for both sides to restrain each other, which is definitely bad news for mankind.

"Little man, that arm looks nothing like Guagua's lower limbs."

The Emperor ignored these so-called food goods, looked at Luluta, and said:

Qi Ming, I will regularly return to the subspace to adjust the mechanical base, and by the way, use the subspace communication to fine-tune the scale of the Star Torch.

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Forget it, I have already raised a golden chicken to keep for the future infection of the real Tyranids.

As one of the top scientists in human history, Qi Ming is also very interested in such strange things.

"But when you stuff it out of the stomach, you must aim at the esophagus, otherwise it can be stuffed into the trachea and run out of the lungs. If so-"

"I am sure you are here to do business, so please go somewhere else." Luluta didn't mean to get entangled at all, and was also angry, and directly advised us to leave.

But it is indeed important, because in that fucking environment, as long as you can stuff it out of your mouth, you will die immediately, and then the things that fill your stomach will be regarded as food.

"My dear, there is no place like the Seventh Terra where you can eat unusual food." Monqueen explained, "In fact, those things can provide the necessary plant fiber, can also fill your stomach, and taste good."

The Emperor remembered that guy and laughed loudly.

When I stuff myself outside the Star Torch in the future, I will have a better control over the energy. Now I have a flexible consciousness and can walk around in the Star Torch to confirm the guiding role of the Star Torch for the human empire.

"That is the specialty of the planet Shao Shao Longer, expanded bread. It is not poisonous, but if you stuff it outside your stomach for a day, it can last for a month. When the time comes, pull it out and find a new land to bury it. After a few days, you can take it out and continue to use it."

Tang Biaoying carried the box with one hand, sometimes protecting the interests of his father.

Hatak waited inside for a long time, but he didn't see Luluta come out.

It seems that the thing is not rotten and full, but it can't be used as a seed to reproduce and grow the main body of the plant.

If the two sides breed each other and breed a super warboss, or a weaker Tyranid fleet, then humans should just go to bed.

Although the war between the Zerg and the Orks led to the birth of more degenerate abilities on both sides, in a sense, that war also prevented the Zerg from eroding the Empire.

Monquin saw at a glance that the Space Marine without the regiment mark was right, and quickly brought up the name of the Seventh Terra.

"The living arm of the eighth generation species, you got it with great difficulty. If they are willing to collect that thing together, you can't give a 40% discount on the goods later."

"Then it can even be traced back to the battle of Octavius. Haven't the greenskins been able to stop the Zerg from connecting to the will of the hive?"

At the same time, following the traces of the Emperor, Tang Biaoying, who had just retreated into the ground camp of the wandering merchants, Lulu Tower, felt that his father's whereabouts were getting more and more strange.

"Does the White and Dark Angel want to ask you for an explanation?"

The young merchants in the White Market are all attached to the same merchant fleet and have a fixed place to live.

Before returning to the Seventh Terra with those things, Tang Biao met Longfeis, and the former informed Hatak of his arrival alone.

There must be no secrets in it. I will catch that damn alien and chop it up later!

Since the Seventh Terra belongs to my father, I can take any loss.

And at this moment, looking at these lively juice bugs and rotten mushrooms with the smell of garlic leaves in front of me, Tang Biao really wants to confirm whether those things are Chaos creations?

The former knelt on one knee, put the box under his shoulder on the ground, and said loudly:

"Father, you need you."

Ryan said loudly, very interested in the arm.

But I still saw that the emperor brought back something, and I couldn't help but want to crush it.

The Emperor had not yet set his expectations, at most he could find a plant that looked like an evil plant and was edible.

The last moment, a strange psychic wave burst out from the "cerebellum" of Guagua, just like a set of information codes, but it was an intercepted code and could not be sent out, and was intercepted by Tang Biao.

My patience was sometimes broken, and I rushed back to the camp and saw Monqueen and several guys preparing to close the box with the tied Luluta.

The Emperor did not think that what he buried was greenskin spores. After all, what Luluta said was true. Several buyers in the future thought that the thing was a rare green plant, but nothing grew up after it was planted.

The more important thing was to show off his face in front of the lowest lord and pave the way for our previous business activities in the empire.

If the living conditions of the greenskin spores are so harsh, there will not be such a small number that can fill the battle line of an entire planet. Spores that come out no matter how they are planted seem to be a protection mechanism, and things outside may be worthless.

When the Emperor thought about stuffing that thing out of his mouth, he felt as if his throat was stretched open by something, and it itched.

Monqueen was going to take Luluta to the Seventh Terra to settle the bill, because except for one of the two groups of wandering merchants who had not yet completed the soil transaction and rushed to the Star Sea, only Monqueen's group was left, hoping to make fewer transactions with the Emperor.

"It seems that we can't find the food seeds outside, or we have to rely on the grain originally brought from the Seventh Terra as seeds."

The entire platform was surrounded by vendors selling those strange foods. We only brought exhibition goods. There was a small amount of reserves in our warehouses and merchant ships wandering in the spaceport.

Tang Biao stared and asked curiously: "What would happen if that happened?"

"This, little man, that is the cargo sent to the Seventh Terra. The emperor said that the guy is a disguised alien and needs to be caught and interrogated in person."

Pah!

The emperor said: "You bought all his goods, including the arm. You also want the things outside this big bottle. As for the price, Monqueen, take it to settle."

The emperor said helplessly: "At most, that thing looks worse than these disgusting things. He also hopes that your people will put these things out of their mouths."

As long as no master is not interested in buying it, we can bypass the port of Durya and bring those creatures that have not undergone the so-called quarantine to the surface of the planet.

When we came to the back of the stall, the unknown gender merchant named Luluta casually pointed at these universal goods and gave a moderate price.

In that kind of inner platform, you can even see a lot of weapons, even the wreckage.

Luluta's topic went far away, and then pulled out an alienated arm limb from the box in front of her. There was no trace of wound at the end of the limb that was blown open. Luluta said mysteriously:

If you get a light orc, it's not a big problem. And that thing grows outside my territory, I can solve the problem after everything gets out of control.

I pulled up a plant root from a vendor's stall that was even more disgusting than the juice bug I saw just now. There were endless and rolling hair-like fur whiskers wrapped around it.

"Don't worry, there is no father outside, only a supreme lord." The emperor thought that Hatak must have a brain twitch, walked over to open the box, and looked at the unconscious Luluta.

Since you are willing to eat powder at the bottom of the nest world, you can only run out to make a living.

Over time, except for those who have no conditions, a small number of people actually pursue the standard of food, so that the things sold are more like super-version of carrying equipment for survival in the wild, but like daily food.

Monquin is still very proud of his knowledge as a wandering trader. The root of the plant under his hand is like a living creature, always trying to wrap around my arm.

The arm was thrown to Guagua, and the green spores were buried in a place.

When Hatak returned to the Seventh Terra with the box, the Emperor had just walked out of the solidified jungle of Caliban, and there were still a few fallen leaves under him.

It's wrong, it's a very bad research direction.

As for the glass bottle that Luluta stuffed under the buttocks of the seat foot, there was a faint green outside.