I'm in Warhammer, please don't praise Doraemon

Chapter 55 Black-Hearted Capitalist Old Man Huang
One of the reasons why Zhou Yun agreed to bring Rangna to the nest was because he was attracted by her almost supernatural ability to predict the future.
She promised to find the location of the subspace engine for Zhou Yun, and she would also rely on her predictive ability to find it.

"This path will encounter some severely deformed hybrid genestealers, who are waiting to capture those who stray into this passage."

Jeanne pointed to one of the passages and said,

Countless different scenes seemed to be reflected in her hazy, deer-like eyes.

"This one leads to the deeper part of the hive's pipeline system, where there are viruses left over from ancient times, and many infected plague zombies are wandering around."

"This passage leads to the last stronghold of the pleasure seekers, where they enjoy an endless feast and those who stray into it become tools of their enjoyment."

"This road leads to an abandoned arena deep in the Bottom Nest. You can only leave it if you shed enough blood or make others shed enough blood."

"Well, this passage doesn't lead to anywhere, but the passage itself is a prank by the Lord of Change. Once you enter it, it will become an ever-expanding maze, making you wander in it forever."

"This... um, at the end of this road there is a group of greenskins that sneaked into the underground of the hive. They were cursed by the spell cast by the Lord of Change and got lost here."

"There is also this one. At the end of this road are several secret bases of the Dark Eldar. Although it has been abandoned, it is still dangerous."

No, buddy, you're taking this a bit too far, aren't you?

Zhou Yun felt his scalp tingling as he listened to Jeanna's predictions one by one.
Genestealers, ancient plague zombies, eternal feasts, arenas that require blood sacrifices, the tube mazes of the Lord of Change, greenskins lost in the bottom nest, and the strongholds of the dark eldar.
The bottom nest of Asford has accumulated a lot of hard work in more than 10,000 years.
Most of what Jeanne predicted were just remnants of the various evil cults and alien creatures that had come and gone over the past ten thousand years.

"Is it safer to live without so many passages?" Zhou Yun asked, rubbing his temple.

"Well, this road leads to the next base of the Genestealers."

"This road leads to the base where the mutants are stationed. On the road, there will be a group of foul-blood mutants who will capture pedestrians as samples for toxin experiments."

Blood. Mutants. Toxins
It sounds like the gang forces of Monger and Market.

Before Jeanna could say what was in the next passage, Zhou Yun patted her dry head, pointed to the passage guarded by mutants and said:

"That's it."

"Huh?" Jeanna was stunned for a moment and blinked her hazy eyes: "But."

“I should be able to find a safer way.”

Jeanne's voice became slightly softer, there was a thin layer of sweat on her forehead, and there was some fatigue in her eyes.

It seems that using that kind of predictive ability is very exhausting for her mentally.

"Let's take this one." Zhou Yun patted Jeanna's head and walked towards the passage guarded by mutants.

Jeanna followed behind Zhou Yun, looking at him with some gratitude in her hazy eyes.

"I am the Emperor's tool. You don't need to worry about my physical strength as long as I can fulfill the Emperor's will."

Jeanne said quietly and obediently.

Zhou Yun's eyes twitched slightly. He had guessed that Jeanna had misunderstood.

The reason he chose this route was simply to contact the two brothers Monger and Markit.

They seem to have some influence in the Bottom Nest, and are in conflict with the Genestealer sect. It would be much easier to get things done if we could get in touch with them.

As for Jeanne
Zhou Yun has always adhered to the principle of making the best use of people. If something is useful, it must be used frequently, and he strives to make every teammate play their due value.

For example, Lena's wallet, Zhou Yun would not give up any opportunity to cheat from it. Oh no, to make money from it.

Jeanna's predictive ability is so useful, it is impossible for Zhou Yun not to use it.

What? Child labor?

The black-hearted capitalist Huang was the first to exploit. What does it have to do with me, Zhou Yun?
Looking at Jeanna who was a little out of breath behind him, Zhou Yun shook his head slightly.

He reached into his four-dimensional pocket, took out a bag of giant melon seeds that he had bought from Shangchao and put into his four-dimensional pocket, and handed it to Jeanna. "What is this?" Jeanna looked at the giant melon seeds that were bigger than her palm and was at a loss.

"You can eat melon seeds by just prying them open."

As he spoke, Zhou Yun picked up a melon seed and pried it open with his teeth to demonstrate to Jeanna:
"This is a traditional delicacy given to teammates from our hometown. Eat it."

Jeanna thanked Zhou Yun quietly, then tried to pry out the melon seeds with her front teeth.

"You have a kind heart." said the winged figure in the white light.

"Letting the horse run without giving it grass to eat is an immoral thing that only an emperor can do." Zhou Yun glanced at him and said.

The emperor used faith to get free labor, and in the end, he was just saying one thing and doing another.

"If you have any problem with my father, why not follow me and go to Terra and explain the pros and cons to Him face to face in front of the throne."

"I can't say that he is responsible for the empire becoming what it is now."

Zhou Yun shook his head:

"But without him, the empire wouldn't have had the chance to become what it is today."

"Your views are somewhat similar to the Khan's."

The winged figure in the white light fluttered its wings and said:

“Is it caused by similar cultural circles?”

"In our cultural circle, racers like Khan are usually called will-o'-the-wisp boys, and they are destined to create great fortunes."

After Zhou Yun complained, he glanced at Jeanne behind him and found that she was still trying to pry open the melon seed with her teeth.

Zhou Yun couldn't help but shook his head.
Just when I was about to give up if I couldn't knock it open, I heard a burst of footsteps coming from all around.
Five or six mutants suddenly emerged from the corner of the pipeline, blocking the road in front of Zhou Yun.
They held crude weapons in their hands, had a fly symbol tattooed on their faces or bodies, and they all had some mutations to varying degrees, and looked extremely abstract.

The mutants are finally here.

"Here I am, take me to see your leader."

Zhou Yun remained calm and took out the Superman gloves from his four-dimensional pocket and put them on.

Several mutants were confused by Zhou Yun's words. After looking at each other, a mutant with three eyes walked out.

He held a crude weapon in his hand, knocked on the ground and said:

"Yes, you will meet the Boss. In the form of his experiment."

"Markit used me as a test subject? Do they still need to experiment with their shameful blood toxicity?"

"I'm afraid even Shengxuan and his wife can say without any problem: clean and hygienic!"

Zhou Yun smiled and shook his head.

Several mutants looked at each other, which made Zhou Yun sure that he was right.

Behind this group of mutants are the two brothers Market and Monger.

Zhou Yun slowly stretched out his hand and knocked on the thick iron wall of the pipe.
Bang! ! ! !

For a moment, the entire pipeline shook, and a groove as high as a person appeared on the pipe wall made of low-quality ceramic steel.

The mutants were so scared that they stood still. The three-eyed mutant in the lead knelt on the ground with his knees weakened.

"My dear father, do you have any instructions?"

(End of this chapter)