I cultivate mushrooms in warhammer

“Pfft—”

Pushing the piston and injecting the drug, Li Nuo used a truth serum made of fungal material into the target's body.

After the brain stiffness technique was lifted, the truth serum began to take effect, and a vague mumbling sound echoed in the room.

“What's your name?” Li Nuo asked in a low voice.

“I...my name is Fremont.”

Fremont had an ordinary appearance, rough skin, large finger joints, and calluses all over the base of his palms and the center of his hands.

Judging from the thickness and distribution of the calluses, he must have worked as a miner for a long time.

The dust from mining solid promethium ore was inhaled into his lungs, and over time, his voice became turbid.

Fremont received an order from headquarters to participate in the riot within the 131st Regiment's security zone.

Li Nuo believed in the military literacy of the Solar Army, and they must have contingency plans for the so-called riot.

In comparison, the location of the headquarters and the intelligence of the rebel leader were what Li Nuo was truly concerned about.

“Tell me, who is your commander?”

“Our commander is Deefiya Silverlight.”

“Where is your headquarters?” Li Nuo asked while taking out a second syringe and stabbing it into Fremont's neck.

This syringe contained a vaccine against the Bone Drinkers.

Since he didn't have time to make a 'Find Thingy Device' for the time being, Li Nuo chose to use the vaccine to confirm whether the man in front of him was infected by the Bone Drinkers.

This operation had a bit of a PTSD vibe to it.

There was no way around it, Oman's matter had a bit of a big impact on Li Nuo.

When Li Nuo was controlling the Witch Priest Boy - Sack to talk with Oman, he hadn't been able to detect that the other party was infected by the Bone Drinkers.

It wasn't until the vaccine on the orc took effect that the fact that Oman was parasitized by the Bone Drinkers was exposed.

This kind of concealed and extremely deceptive infiltration method forced Li Nuo to take strict precautions and use various methods to verify whether the people he came into contact with were hosts of the Bone Drinkers.

When the potion entered Fremont's body, a small bump quickly formed on the latter's neck.

The color of the bump was the same as the skin color, without swelling or redness.

This showed that Fremont was not infected by the Bone Drinkers.

Li Nuo nodded secretly, breathed a sigh of relief, and listened to Fremont's answer.

“Our headquarters...is in the City Hall of the Fifth District, which has been transformed into Silverlight's base.”

“Silverlight? What is this Silverlight you keep mentioning?”

“Silverlight is our hope.” A strange smile appeared on Fremont's face.

His eyes were out of focus, saliva from the truth serum hung from the corners of his mouth, and the smile changed from a smile to a grin, as if he saw some kind of glorious scene.

“Silverlight will guide us to create a world that belongs to us. We will kill the Empire's lackeys and defend our homeland. Even if...even if we can't kill the Imperial Army, we can...we can perish together with them.”

Fremont's voice became high-pitched, his out-of-focus pupils rapidly dilated and contracted, and he looked like he was about to break free from the control of the truth serum.

Li Nuo took out a new truth serum and injected it into the other party, with some speculation in his mind about the so-called 'Silverlight'.

This should be the idea used by the rebel leader to brainwash the armed personnel, with a strong heretical color.

As the new truth serum took effect, Fremont's condition stabilized, and he answered Li Nuo's questions without holding anything back.

After about 10 minutes, Fremont took his last breath.

Li Nuo activated mechanical witchcraft, using the scrap metal in the iron house to make guns, armor, Find Thingy Device, Scrap Shield Generator, 'Mao Bro Quietly' Force Field Generator and other equipment.

According to Fremont's confession, the rebel leader Deefiya Silverlight made his fortune by secretly spreading the 'Silverlight' cult ideology.

In the past six years, Deefiya has rapidly controlled a large number of laborers eager to escape mining work by virtue of his outstanding speaking ability and ability to draw cakes.

Not only that, he also expanded his influence to the local Planetary Defense Force and the Governor's Guard.

When the former governor discovered Deefiya's existence, it was already too late.

Deefiya launched a rebellion, personally leading the rebels to attack the governor's mansion, revealing the truth about the former governor's family's extravagance and desire.

After burning the mansion and destroying the orbital tower, Deefiya returned to the Fifth District to plan a plan to perish together with the Imperial Army.

Yes, perish together.

Deefiya knew from the beginning that the rebels would undoubtedly die. When he promoted the 'Silverlight' ideology, he always emphasized the sentence 'When Silverlight comes, the planet will be silent'.

All the people who rebelled with him were basically psychologically prepared to perish together with the Imperial Army.

There are two reasons that can make them make such a decision:

First, the past mining life was really too bitter.

These people have been locked in the mines for generations, and they can't see any hope of escaping the mining work at all.

When idealists meet a destined tragic fate, an extreme revenge movement is bound to happen.

The second reason that prompted them to make up their minds to perish together with the Imperial Army is related to 'Silverlight'.

Deefiya claimed that when 'Silverlight' comes, those who dare to resist the tyranny and bloody suppression of the Human Empire can ascend to a carefree spiritual realm.

Deefiya gave this so-called spiritual realm a name, called the City of Perfection.

On one side is the nightmare-like reality, and on the other side is the ideal spiritual realm.

Most people who dare to resist reality are willing to embrace the spiritual realm.

These people may be clear in their hearts that it is a false image described by Deefiya, but so what? It's better than being caught by the Imperial Army and executed, or being classified as a criminal.

In short, in this bird world of Warhammer, death is not terrible, but living is worse than death is the most terrible.

Li Nuo had reason to believe that if a warp demon threw an olive branch to Deefiya at this time, Deefiya would not hesitate to lead the rebels to collectively join Chaos.

Of course, mortals are like ants, and their power is too small to be worth mentioning in the face of the power of Chaos.

The fate of Deefiya and the rebels who join Chaos is only to become rotten things such as Chaos Spawn, Plague Zombies, Blue Horrors, Succubi, and Bloodletters.

Li Nuo didn't know how to evaluate the cruel and ruthless side of the Human Empire, so he could only silently prepare the tools he needed.

“That's right, I have to figure out how to get to the Fifth District.” Li Nuo slapped his forehead, suddenly realizing that he didn't know the way.

Fremont verbally described the route from the ground to the underground city.

Li Nuo needed to find a map to avoid getting lost when following the route to the Fifth District.

He thought for a moment, gave Bond 2nd Generation an order to maintain vigilance and make tools, and "went offline" in place.

His eyes closed and opened, and his consciousness returned to the human body.

Li Nuo operated on the communicator and called up the layout map of Granite Planet 5.

The mineral deposits on the ground have been mined, and they are shrouded in black sandstorms all day long. Miners and major building clusters are concentrated underground.

The building clusters are distributed around the underground rail network.

There are two routes to the Fifth District.

One route goes through the ground, which requires crossing mountains and enduring the erosion of sandstorms, which is obviously not suitable.

The second route is to take the underground rail train, and the control of the train is in the hands of the rebels.

Li Nuo copied the map with a yeast tape, stored it in the fungal warehouse, and started the Waaagh simulation again.

His consciousness passed through the star sea, arrived at Granite Planet 5, and entered Bond 2nd Generation's body.

The necessary weapons, equipment and tools were made.

Li Nuo stood up, reached out and touched Fremont's body, and activated his transformation ability.

[You have used gene recombination technology to give the Special Ops Boy 'Bond 2nd Generation' the alien ability to change his own form.]

[During the activation of this ability, 1 serving of universal psionic material is required per hour.]

[Please ensure that the universal psionic material is sufficient to prevent the transformation effect from ending early.]

[The current number of universal psionic materials is 15/15 servings.]

System text flashed in his vision, circles of ripples appeared on Li Nuo's body surface, his height went from 1.5 meters to 1.7 meters, and his skin color, facial features and body shape became exactly the same as Fremont's.

Li Nuo stripped off Fremont's clothes and put them on, packed his weapons, equipment and tools, used corpse transformation to destroy the corpse and eliminate his traces.

After confirming that there was nothing missing, he opened the door at the deepest part of the iron house.

Behind the door was a stairwell extending downwards. The stairs and handrails were all rusty iron products. A yin wind carrying the breath of smoke and dust blew from below, and the low roar of the train passing by could be faintly heard.

Following the stairs to the underground area, a simple platform appeared in front of him. Dim promethium lamps provided negligible light, and the lampshades were blackened.

“Clang, clang, clang…”

The sound of the train came from far to near, and a transport car full of solid promethium ore drove from the tunnel on the right.

There were five figures in the train's cab.

Seeing "Fremont" on the platform, the train slowed down and finally stopped with a screeching sound.

"Hey! Fremont! What are you still doing here? Didn't we tell you? Your team needs to get to the Orbital Tower as soon as possible to prepare for the uprising and delay the speed of the Imperial lackeys as much as possible."

The speaker was wearing a miner's hat, and a beam of white light shone from the searchlight on the hat.

These people were both members of the train's freight crew and responsible for conveying orders from headquarters.

Difia was worried that the Imperial Army would eavesdrop on their communication signals, so they abandoned convenient wireless communication and instead used manual methods to transmit messages.

Li Nuo met the light shining at him, appropriately showing some excitement, with anticipation in his eyes:

"I want to go to the Fifth District for one last prayer before I leave! Help me out, guys, it won't take much time!"

"This…" The five people in the driver's cab looked at each other and muttered to each other.

The leader waved to Li Nuo:

"Alright then, anyway, there are still five or six days before the uprising. It's the same if you go after you finish your prayer. Get on the train!"

Li Nuo passed through the iron gate and entered the driver's cab.

The leader of the freight crew started the train and asked without turning his head:

"Where are your team members? Aren't they coming?"

"Before I brought the order to the surface, my team members were already taken away by the shuttle." Li Nuo explained casually, quickly glanced around, and saw gray faces, all young people, no old people. The average life expectancy in the mining world does not exceed 30 years.

The train started and slowly accelerated. After passing through six checkpoints and three inspection stations, it successfully entered the Fifth District.

Contrary to what Li Nuo expected, he did not see ordinary people being eaten by the rebels along the way.

In fact, according to Fremont's confession, all ordinary people who did not participate in the rebellion were driven to the surface by the rebels and are now gathering towards the restricted area of the Orbital Tower.

The food eaten by the rebels underground is the planet's reserve grain, scavenged from the former governor's warehouse, and the drinking water comes from industrial water purifiers.

After getting off the train, Li Nuo stepped into the Fifth District of Granite 5.

Tin shacks piled up together, forming a dirty slum, the muddy roads were covered with accumulated dust, and various sewage gathered in the low-lying areas, emitting an unpleasant odor.

The major districts of the Aipomate Lower Hive were like this three months ago.

However, after Li Nuo became the Deputy Governor, the street scene there has undergone great changes.

The sewage was collected by the newly built water purification plant and converted into pure water.

Originally, the Lower Hive people could only drink sewage for free, but now they can drink filtered water with better water quality.

When the rebellion on Granite 5 is quelled, Voges will carry out a major transformation of the planet's existing infrastructure, with the transformation standard referring to the current Lower Hive of Aipomate.

This is not entirely out of kindness, it also involves an economic calculation.

Improving water quality and living conditions will steadily increase the population of the Lower Hive, increase the consumption of food and water, and increase the operating costs of the hive city.

Therefore, most governors do not regard the Lower Hive people as human beings, as long as they are not starved or sick before they are used to pay the population tax.

However, Li Nuo's transformation of the Lower Hive allowed Voges to discover another path.

The improvement of water quality and living conditions will certainly increase the cost of supplying the Lower Hive people, but the resulting increase in population can be used to offset the material tax, saving a large amount of material expenditure invisibly.

This principle also works in the mining world.

When there is a shortage of miners, the governor of the mining planet needs to pay out of his own pocket to apply for population support from the Imperial Ministry of Internal Affairs.

After living conditions improve, miners live longer, the mining world's dependence on foreign population decreases, and the throne coins spent on population introduction will naturally be greatly reduced.

Many governors in the mining world know this principle.

But they are unwilling to do so.

Miners may collude to damage expensive water purification equipment in order to negotiate terms with the governor.

The governor not only has to pay for repairing the equipment, but also pays out of his own pocket to meet the miners' demands, and finally has to send someone to kill the miners who are making trouble. It can be said that it is both time-consuming and costly.

Therefore, for most governors in the mining world, they would rather let the miners live to be 30 years old and die of illness, exhaustion, or tragically in production accidents, than provide them with a healthy living environment.

This makes the miners' lives bleak and they see no hope.

"Rejoice, for I have brought you the gospel of hope."

Many people gathered in front of the Fifth District City Hall, crowding the surrounding streets, and even the tin roofs around were full of people.

Li Nuo couldn't squeeze to the main entrance of the City Hall, so he simply found a high spot on the periphery of the crowd, turned on vibration sensing, listened to the speaker's voice, and looked for Difia's whereabouts.

Giving this rebel leader and Silver Light cult leader a bullet would complete most of Li Nuo's mission on this trip.

Looking into the distance, he looked towards the main entrance of the City Hall.

The speaker stood at the top of the steps in front of the door.

He was wearing a priest's costume and used a simple loudspeaker to transmit his voice.

"He walks among us.

"Wherever He sees, there will be natural disasters, man-made disasters, plagues, and despair.

"He said that natural disasters are trials, man-made disasters are purification, plagues are purification, and despair is the path to salvation. Do not fear the suffering that destroys the flesh, for He brings the liberation of the soul…"

The more Li Nuo listened, the more he felt something was wrong.

How does this feel like the content of the "Holy Word"?

Also, the name Difia gave to the spiritual kingdom is the City of Perfection.

Li Nuo had felt a little strange before, but now, combined with the speaker's remarks, the faith pursued by the rebels must be inseparable from the Word Bearers Legion.

While his thoughts were racing, a voice sounded beside him.

"You've come at just the right time. The last round of preaching has just ended. What's happening now is a new round of preaching. The pastor on stage will start telling the story of the City of Perfection from the first section of the "Holy Word"."

The speaker moved silently, without a heartbeat, without breathing, without footsteps.

He was like a weightless soul, coming to Li Nuo's side in a quiet posture.

Li Nuo became alert, turned his head slightly, and his heart trembled.

Difia Silverlight!

This person's appearance is exactly the same as Difia Silverlight described by Fremont.

Wide forehead, high nose bridge, deep eye sockets, light gray pupils, hard facial lines, but a gentle and sad expression.

Li Nuo's right hand rested on his waist, his fingertips hooked on the handle of the laser pistol, and with a gentle rub of his fingers, the muzzle fire would spew out.

"I beg you, do not destroy the peace in these people's hearts. They have nothing else."

Difia bowed slightly.

Li Nuo glanced at the rebels listening to the preaching, put his right hand on his abdomen, and did not make any further movements.

Difia bowed slightly again, raised his eyes to look in the direction of the City Hall, and asked in a low voice:

"Do you know the origin of the City of Perfection?"

"No." Li Nuo replied coldly.

He knew the meaning of "City of Perfection", but he didn't intend to reveal what he knew.

Difia said as if talking to himself:

"The City of Perfection is the city I used to live in. We sang the great cause of the Emperor in the sacred and solemn church, and carved lifelike marble angels for the Emperor. My daily job was to write oaths on paper, make prayer scrolls, and record the glory of the Emperor with sacred words and parchment scrolls."

Difia paused:

"Until one day, the God we admired and followed came to our home. Everything there made him disgusted. He was full of fury and sent hordes of angels to bring disaster. His anger caused the sky to burn, and the raging flames engulfed our home, and six billion believers who welcomed the Holy Word were wiped out.

"That day's scene is deeply etched in my memory…"