Plunder the Heavens from Warhammer

Chapter 167: Scarcity makes things valuable. The correct way to use black water!

Alert Star, what is that place?
It is a great place that gathers elite talents from all walks of life, is full of talented people, has simple folk customs, and is sincere and open-hearted.

But Alvin thought it was better not to join in the fun.

“Your Majesty, it’s not that I’m disloyal!” He silently made the Sky Eagle Salute in his heart and looked at Holy Terra from afar: “You know, I’m just a wandering merchant. This matter is not something I can get involved in. Please let me go, please!”

God knows whether the emperor on the golden throne heard his prayers.

Anyway, Alvin felt that he should have heard it.

"Dear Mr. Rosales, I have an unwelcome request." Alvin's eyes rolled, and it was obvious at a glance that he was up to something.

For some reason, Rosales suddenly felt something was wrong, as if there was a thief in the house. He stared at him warily: "What are you planning?"

It's not a misunderstanding, but ever since he reached a cooperation with Alvin, he found that this kid is worthy of being the bloodline of that old man Horn!
In every aspect, he is simply a natural-born 'roaming merchant'!
"Hehe, isn't this when I just walked in? I saw a Valkyrie gunboat parked inside your foundry?" Alvin rubbed his hands, his eyes full of anticipation.

The thing was thrown in the warehouse, almost covered with dust, and it was obvious that it was an unwanted item.

Why not just give it to him and treat it as waste for recycling? Isn't that the best of both worlds?

"You want it?" Rosales completely unloaded the sage's "burden" and turned into a shrewd businessman, smiling coldly: "That thing is cheap. If you want it, I can modify it according to your needs, but that's it."

The rest of the sentence was not said, but Alvin understood it clearly: "10 mg of black water."

"Too little, 500 mg." Rosales argued, and also offered a condition: "I can add a small energy shield just for you. I also have three twin laser cannons and Hell's Fury missiles. If you need it, I can modify it into a 'Vendetta' Valkyrie gunboat!"

Good guy, he is worthy of being the great sage of the Dark Mechanicus. Alvin gritted his teeth and pretended to be reluctant: "But I don't have much black water left."

Rosales looked at Alvin suspiciously, feeling that this boy was lying to him, but judging from his expression, he didn't seem to be faking it.

After hesitating for a long time, Rosales coughed lightly and decided to increase the weight: "How about this, 1000 mg of black water and I will give you a combat servant, how about it?"

"make a deal!"

When Alvin heard the word "fighter servant", he agreed without hesitation, fearing that Rosales would go back on his word.

Don't think that the technical priests of the Mechanicus will just rush forward shouting when they need to fight.

As one of the representatives of the Imperial Double-Headed Eagle, the Mechanicus possesses independent armed forces and a huge army of crusaders, and the Fighter Servant is one of them.

The most vicious criminals are biologically transformed, and various enhancements are added. After matching them with various life-sustaining equipment and excuses, they are finally made into a fusion of biology and machinery. It does not contain any emotions, retains absolute loyalty, but is enhanced with a killing and fierce will.
This thing is no less powerful than a tank on the front battlefield!
In Alvin's opinion, the value of a combat servant alone is worth a thousand milligrams of black water.

With this calculation, it is equivalent to earning a vendetta-type Valkyrie gunboat for free.

If the old man were to come, I'd probably call him a 'swindler'!
"." Rosales was so smart that he immediately guessed that he was going to get less.

But the words had already been spoken, and he couldn't go back on them. He was so angry that his data stream flashed wildly. He lowered his voice and cursed a few words in binary language, and said unhappily: "Okay, it's settled, but the modification will take ten days, come back when the time comes."

All in all, it’s not a loss.

Alvin happily agreed, but Rosales felt bad.

It’s not that he sacrificed a vendetta-type Valkyrie gunship, that thing is basically worthless. What is really valuable is his fighter servant!
That was a heavy cavalry destroyer. Although it was also considered a "consumable", it was at least ranked at the top among many consumables.

Especially when modifying this Heavy Cavalry Destroyer-type mecha servant, he put a lot of effort into it, specially incorporating a large amount of ceramic steel armor, as well as gravity cannons, plasma rapid-fire cannons, melta flamethrowers, phosphorus fire bombs and other large-scale killing weapons!
This business is a loss!

This was the thought that emerged in Rosales' mind.

Seeing that Alvin next to him seemed to be about to speak again, Rosales was a little scared and said quickly: "I have something important to do. If you have nothing else, you can leave first."

It seemed that Alvin was really squeezed dry and still not satisfied, so he said goodbye to him reluctantly.

There are not many people as honest as Rosales. I really hope this guy can survive, but it’s a pity that he has to go to the Warning Planet. Even gods can’t save him!
With the idea of ​​seeing Rosales less often, Alvin left happily after squeezing Rosales dry.

It’s time to leave!
Rosales felt inexplicably relieved. If he continued chatting with this kid for a few more sentences, he was afraid that all his money would be drained out!

But, although it was painful, he also gained a lot.

At least judging from that kid's performance, the reserves of 'Black Water' are far from being that scarce.

Researching anything requires a lot of "materials", especially in the field of biogenetic engineering, which requires a lot of "black water".

Originally, Rosales was still worried that if the reserves of "black water" were too small, even if he reported it to the Great Sage of Casting, it would be difficult to get attention.

But there is no need to worry now. With a large amount of "black water" as a basis, it can be regarded as a merit and reported to the Great Sage of Forging. Otherwise, this exploration of the ruins of Roselle, in the end, being tricked by Galken, will probably be a stain no matter what.

Having made up his mind, Rosales felt a little relieved and dialed the communication array.

A star message from the projection of the servo skull was sent to the dark side of the empire with the help of the subspace. After about half an hour of waiting, an extremely blurry projection appeared.

"Rosales, did you send this communication to say that there has been any progress in the investigation?"

The vague projection had a low voice, containing a hint of majesty and oppression.

"Your Excellency, the Great Sage Amos, I am Rosales." Rosales was very respectful, lowered his proud head, and bent his waist: "There is an important matter that I need to report to you."

The subspace star signal is not stable, so the projected 'Amos' does not look very clear.

After a while, a deep voice came: "Has Rosel's investigation yielded any results?"

"No, there has been no in-depth investigation into the ruins on Roselle."

Rosales submitted the information about the Necrons and said apologetically, "I'm sorry to disappoint you, but the Necromancer's tomb is in a hyperdimensional space and is difficult to enter using external forces. I guess it's impossible to explore it in depth unless weapons of mass destruction are used."

"Besides these, do you have anything else to report to me?"

Amos was obviously very dissatisfied with the information submitted. As a senior executive, he had known some information about the Necrons for a long time.

There is nothing surprising in Rosales's information.

"I want to report another matter to you, Mr. Great Sage Amos." Rosales held the container of 'black water' in front of the projection with his prosthetic limbs and said cautiously: "I have reached a deal with the heir of the Valshus family in the Roselle nest."

Amos stared at him coldly with his scarlet eyes, saying nothing, as if waiting for what to come next.

If Rosales cannot give a reasonable explanation, then he needs to consider whether to cut some of the supplies in terms of the distribution of interests within the church.

"Respected Great Sage, this thing is called 'Black Water'." Rosales said slowly: "According to my preliminary test, 'Black Water' contains extremely high value in biological genetic engineering, and can even create new life!"

"Creating life?!"

Amos' tone suddenly rose a lot, and turned into a bit stern: "Do you know what you are talking about, Rosales!"

Creating life is the realm of God alone, and cannot be compared to any robot servant or other such product!

That's why he questioned whether such a tiny bit of 'liquid' could create life?

Facing the stern questioning of the Great Sage of Forging, Rosales mustered up his courage and spoke again: "I can swear to Om Messiah, the great Great Sage Amos, that I did find amazing biological genetic engineering value in the creation called 'Black Water', but I am not sure whether it can recreate life."

In Amos's strange silence, he hurriedly added: "With my limited knowledge, it is difficult to discern the true value of Black Water, but I am sure you must need it."

"What is the other party's request?"

Amos looked at the product called 'Black Water' across the warp space and couldn't help but feel a little moved.

"Fifty gene seeds, and a full set of transformation surgery data for Space Marines." Rosales gave full play to his 'subjective initiative' and lied casually: "Of course, the other party is willing to pay a full 800 grams of 'black water' as a transaction condition, the great Sage Amos."

As soon as he opened his mouth, he directly deducted "two hundred grams" of black water.

As for the remaining 40 Space Marine gene seeds, Rosales planned to use them to exchange for something better with Alvin.

He believed that Alvin must have found the treasure of some alien civilization.

He saw clearly the space battleship that fell from the sky that day, and he knew with just a little thought that it must be related to that kid!

The technology of alien civilization is the real big deal!

"Tell him I agree."

Sure enough, the reaction of the Great Sage Amos did not exceed Rosales' expectations.

After all, various forces within the sect are fighting against each other, and Amos, as the great sage of forging, is not living a good life. Otherwise, why would he bother to get involved in the affairs of the Warning Star?

The value of fifty gene seeds is indeed greater than "Black Water".

But the problem is that gene seeds can always be found, but except for Alvin's family, Black Water cannot be found in the entire universe!
This is what is meant by "scarcity makes things valuable".

"That person has another request."

In order to gain the greatest profit for himself, Rosales directly used Alvin's identity.

"any request?"

Amos frowned slightly and spoke in a somewhat unhappy tone, thinking that the man was too greedy.

"That person hopes that the gene seed will not be contaminated by 'Chaos'."

Rosales conveyed the request truthfully, and this time he did not dare to exaggerate, for fear of being discovered by Amos.

"it is good!"

This request was not difficult, and Amos agreed immediately.

Isn't it just fifty gene seeds?
As it happened, there was a renegade Space Marine chapter visiting his jurisdiction.

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