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"Materials are a problem!"

According to the special situation of the Warhammer 40K universe, Yue Si, who has the character card of "Mad Scientist", redesigned the plan of the Starkiller Base, and achieved miniaturization and miniaturization.

But how to build it, not to mention how to produce and process various parts, the materials required have extremely high requirements.

The processing technology of shaping metal molecules with white dwarf-level gravity and magnetic fluid is just a common metal smelting technology for the Star Wars world. The materials required to build a starkiller base are more demanding. Need some crystals unique to the Star Wars world.

Fortunately, Yue Si made a large sum of Edman alloy in the world of "X-Men" before. With the properties of this super-scientific alloy material, it can meet the theoretical requirements of the Starkiller Base.

"As long as I successfully make a prototype machine and verify whether the various technologies are mature, I will attack myself! What atomic organisms, food and drink dew, I will directly feed on dark matter in the future!" Yue Si vowed: "In the future My atomic breath is not a stream of ultra-high-heat emissive particles, but a tearing ray of hyperspace matter, which will directly shatter planets and tear space, and hit directly from one end of the Milky Way to the other end of the Milky Way!"

While improving the design plan, Yue Si was imagining—although if he could really complete the technical improvement and transplant it to himself, it would not be impossible to reach that level.

"However, it's too wasteful to use Adamantium alloy for the prototype. Even if I searched a lot, the landlord's house doesn't have enough room. It's not good to sit and eat. It's really impossible to get it from Jules and Vincent through the boss's channel. Buy some basic materials as a substitute."

……

In a place that Yue Si didn't know, a big battle was going on.

Rather than saying that it was a big battle, it was better to say that it was a simple massacre. One side could only support it hard. Whether it was numbers, firepower, individual combat quality or fighting will, they were all at a disadvantage.

But they could only grit their teeth and support, because whether they died in battle or surrendered, their final result was the same-to be eaten as food by the roaring enemy.

At the bottom of the hive city, human corpses are an important source of food. Countless people are fed by the starch produced by processing human corpses. Because of the necessary processing procedures, those corpse starches do not contain prions or the like. deadly virus.

However, during the process of disposing of corpses, the sanity of those workers who are responsible for turning human corpses into food is the most vulnerable. Perhaps it was the image of the human body being crushed by the processing machine, or they did not clean themselves properly, causing them to eat it unintentionally. Meat with prions causes prions to invade the brain and become insane—anyway, these people are most likely to be confused by chaos and become believers of evil gods, and then hunt and kill living people to drink blood and eat meat.

When they gather in groups, they will grow stronger. A considerable part of the low-level people with scarce resources don't care what the meat they eat in their mouths, as long as they don't starve to death.

When the flesh and blood of the same kind entered their stomachs, the blessings from darkness would work together with the protein to strengthen their bodies and corrupt their souls.

If these Chaos believers are discovered by the law enforcement officers of the Hive City, a large number of law enforcement personnel will be assembled to ruthlessly eliminate them. Being burned to ashes by flamethrowers is their only ending, and there will be no captives left behind.

However, the situation at the bottom of the Hive City is too complicated. There will always be some Chaos believers who will survive, hide in the dark, develop new believers, accumulate strength, raise weapons, and prepare to start subverting the order of the entire Hive City.

The first place to start is the bottom of the disorder, because the people here lack the most food, and they are easily bewitched to the road of eating meat and drinking blood.

As long as they eat the first piece of meat, they can't turn back, and become crazy under the blessing of chaos, even if they are family members, they will still become their dinner.

Now is that time.

Although they are just low-level gang members and are not recognized by the empire, they want to live as human beings, not as lunatics.

"Listen to my password, concentrate your firepower, and block those monsters from this door!"

Behind a cover made of scrap metal and the like, Jules with a mechanical prosthetic eye shouted loudly, cheering on the gangsters who belonged to the same gang family as him and issuing orders, At the same time, he checked the ammunition in the combat shotgun, estimating how long his continuous shooting would last.

In front of them was an abandoned sewage pipe, from which the ghouls sprang out and attacked the place where they lived. Because of the complex geographical environment at the bottom, this passage is the best and almost the only choice for the ghouls .

It’s not that no one wants to blow up this sewage pipe. First, they don’t have so many explosives. No one is proficient in blasting. If they don’t play well, they will bury themselves. Second, once they lose this best The road, the ghouls will not let them go, but will look for other roads, and it will be impossible to guard against them.

It's better to keep this pipeline and let the ghouls only choose to attack from this place, so that they can concentrate their efforts to stop it.

Not far from him, Vincent was holding a laser gun. He didn't say a word, but his eyes were full of determination—there was a channel from the boss, and the weapons and equipment of their gang were quite good. Compared with other gangs relying on Weapons made of scrap metal are much more reliable-this is why they can occupy a large territory.

"Three, two, one, fire."

Jules' voice fell, and as the gang leader, he emerged from behind the bunker first. The combat shotgun in his hand spewed out violent tongues of flame and made a violent sound. The ammunition was fed by the drum, allowing Jules to continuously Open fire, and the metal shrapnel forms a dense raindrop, splashing on those ghouls.

Whether it was fear or other moods, those gangsters wearing armor forged into the apocalyptic wasteland style stood up one after another, aimed their automatic guns or laser guns at the gray-skinned enemies, and launched a round of disorderly battles. shoot.

Those ghouls who rely on cannibalism and the blessings of evil gods are tall. They wear simple metal helmets, robes made of human skin, and armor made of scrap steel plates and twisted and mutated skulls. Most of them are holding machetes and big axes that are also simply processed from waste materials in the machine workshop, and a few are equipped with long-range weapons-the weapons of the gang that fell into their hands, and now they have become their trophies.