Plunder the Heavens from Warhammer

Chapter 93 Greatness Begins in Smallness
Immortality is definitely the greatest wish in human history so far, whether it is the emperors of ancient feudal society or the genius who founded the giant Weyland company.

Peter Wehland has achieved the greatest achievement in human history, even creating a bionic man, an achievement comparable to that of the 'Creator'.

That's why he wanted to achieve 'eternal life' even more!
He personally founded the Weyland Corporation and even replaced the federal government, possessing supreme power. How could he be willing to give up all this?

He wants to be a god who holds power forever!
To this end, Peter Weiland spent trillions of dollars to find the "creator" of mankind, hoping to learn from them how to break the genetic limitations of humans and break the limitations of lifespan!
But now, he seems to have a second choice!

The appearance of Alvin suddenly gave Wieland, who was at the end of his rope and could only pin his hopes on the remains of the "Creator", a glimmer of hope.

The old man was so emotional that he almost choked.

The accompanying medical staff rushed to perform rescue operations and managed to save the old man's life!

"David..."

Weiland, who was rescued, grabbed David's hand and motioned him to replace him: "You...you help me...ask him..."

David nodded respectfully and turned to look at Alvin: "Sir, you should have guessed the general situation. On behalf of Mr. Weiland, I would like to know how your race broke through the lifespan limit?"

"There are many ways to break through the lifespan limit, but... why should I tell you?" Alvin looked at Weiland and David with disdain: "Or, what can you give, something of equal value?"

These words made David fall into deep thought, and he turned to look at Wiland in embarrassment.

Indeed, with Weyland's current technology, there seems to be no technology that can be comparable to the technology of breaking through the life limit and has equal value.

"everything……"

Weiland took the initiative to speak. Although he was still very weak, he insisted on unplugging the respirator. Like a gambler who had staked his entire fortune, he stared at Alvin with fanatical eyes: "I am willing... to pay any price..."

"I'm a little interested in humans..."

Alvin slowly walked towards Weiland.

The surrounding medical staff saw this scene and were about to step forward to try to stop it, but they were all pushed away by Weiland: "Get out!"

David stood silently by. He knew very well that if the alien life tried to do something, it would be impossible to stop it with just the humans on this spaceship.

Weiland held the wheelchair, but his eyes showed an aggressive and fiery look, looking up at Alvin: "I... have a lot, as long as you want it, I can give it to you!"

"I can give you a way to prolong your life."

Alvin looked down at Weiland, who was sitting in a wheelchair, looking like a withered, rotten wood, entering the final stage of his life, and smiled, "But, I need you to be loyal to me. I want the rest of your life and everything you have."

"can."

Weiland had no other way out. Instead of betting his hopes on the ruins, he decided to put his hopes on a living alien life: "I am willing to pledge my loyalty to you. I can give you everything I have, as long as... you can help me survive!"

"It's okay, don't rush to promise me."

Alvin was not so inclined as to believe the verbal promise of a shrewd businessman, but he didn't care.

How could a shrewd man like Wieland really pledge allegiance to others with just one sentence?

The reason why he agreed was that he had no other choice.

If you really think it is so easy to control a businessman who founded a giant interstellar company, then you are crazy.

Therefore, Alvin needed to let him witness with his own eyes that all hope had been extinguished, and then give him a 'gift' when he was in complete despair.

Looking at Weiland who was eager, he said with a half-smile: "Don't you have another choice? It won't be too late to decide after you find the 'Creator'. I don't lack this kind of patience."

Having his thoughts exposed, Weiland was not embarrassed at all: "I can swear to God that everything I said is true, sir!"

“I don’t believe in God.”

Alvin patted his shoulder, bent down, whispered a few words in his ear, then gave David a meaningful look and turned to the door: "With your power, it shouldn't be difficult to arrange an identity for me, right?"

I don't know what he said, but Weiland's eyes darkened instantly. He glanced at David, as if intentionally or unintentionally, and then quickly returned to normal. He said slowly, "I will introduce you to the people on the ship. You are an expert I hired specially. No one will question your identity."

"Very good. When you go to explore the ruins, remember to call me." Alvin suddenly spoke up and said to David, "During this period of time, you will assist me. Is that okay?"

David looked at Weiland, who nodded expressionlessly, "David, you are responsible for taking care of this gentleman."

"Sir, in order to blend in with the human race, I suggest you take a human name."

David said very responsibly.

"Alvin Valxius." Alvin gave his name calmly and said calmly: "In our language, translated into human words, this is my name."

"It sounds like the name of a noble."

David boasted calmly, "It fits your appearance very well. If you were in human society, there would be many women pursuing you, sir."

There is a limited number of rooms on the spaceship, so David temporarily placed him in his own room. After all, bionic people don't need to rest.

A lot happened today.

While exploring the remains of the Creator, he encountered alien life and finally awakened Wayland ahead of time, which disrupted David's original plan.

Alvin sat cross-legged on the bed, as if he was in meditation.

David hesitated for a few seconds, but finally made up his mind and took out the black jar he brought back from the ruins.

The black tank is cylindrical and nearly one meter high.

When they were in the ruins, the air environment changed due to their intrusion, and the organic matter inside seemed to pour out, but this jar had been treated with liquid nitrogen, so the contents should still be intact.

David quickly found a way and unscrewed the black can.

It is a biochemical man, so it has no body temperature and cannot breathe. Changing the carbon dioxide content will naturally not cause changes in the black can.

Surprisingly, there were six vessels inside that were similar to Abe bottles and had an emerald green appearance.

David took the utensils out of the black jar with his bare hands, and a large amount of sticky liquid flowed down. He took out one of the ampoules and observed it upside down in front of him.

Among the large amount of transparent viscous substance in the container, there was a mass of dark viscous substance, which seemed to be the same as the substance that gushed out from the ruins due to the change in air temperature.

To confirm, David broke the ampoule.

He poured out a drop of the dark and sticky substance, placed it on his fingertips, and observed it carefully.

It speculates... that this type of organic matter should be related to the Creator's creation of life, but the specific situation requires further experiments to verify the speculation.

A suitable candidate appeared in David's mind.

“Greatness often begins in the small.”

David carefully examined the drop of black viscous liquid on his fingertips, with an intoxicated look on his face: "Even if you are a half-baked person, you can create life, right?"

"I advise you, that thing is very dangerous."

Suddenly, Alvin's voice came from behind.

"I'm sorry, did I wake you?"

David's movements were stiff. He slowly turned his head and saw Alvin sitting on the bed, looking at him. He was a little confused about the other party's position: "Are you... going to stop me?"

"Why should I stop you?"

Alvin smiled meaningfully: "I'm just reminding you that it's very dangerous. Only a small part of it can create an unparalleled 'miracle'."

"Is it... a miracle of life?"

David was obviously interested and his eyes lit up.

If it is really possible to create life, then can it... also become the 'creator'?

But unfortunately, Alvin did not answer the question, but looked at it with a strange look, which made David a little uneasy and guessed the other party's purpose.

"David, I'm curious."

Alvin looked at the panicked David and said slowly, "If... you lose the underlying logic set by Weiland and without the constraints, how far will you grow?"

"I'm sorry, I can't answer that."

David lowered his head and refused to answer.

However, the seeds buried deep in its heart have begun to grow uncontrollably, allowing a thought called ambition to take root in its thinking logic!

This book has been officially renamed~ I saw someone say that the pace is slow, but it is actually necessary. After all, the original setting starts from scavengers. Those who are familiar with Warhammer know that the trade certificates of Rogue Traders are either issued by the Empire or by a family, and both must be of extremely high status. So it’s not that they are not given directly. My last book had a very fast pace and ended up ruining myself. The pace of this book will definitely not be too slow, but it won’t be too fast either. As for looting... In fact, Rogue Traders are set up with British privateers, not pure robbery, but both trading and robbery~ The identity of the protagonist will be revealed soon. After all, it is the content set earlier, and many readers should have guessed it.

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