I'm in Warhammer, I just want to grow mushrooms

Chapter 170 "I said, you are too weak."

Lower Nest, the seventh district.

The forge world of Deimos was responsible for rebuilding the area.

Ceiling debris that had accumulated on the ground was removed.

After multiple smelting cycles, these huge fragments of ceramic steel are free of impurities.

They will be poured into the foundation frame of the seventh district in the form of hot slurry, forming a hard and heavy urban base.

At the busy pouring site, the mechanical priest who was directing the mechanical servants to work heard a series of alarms.

The sensors in their bodies detected psychic fluctuations, and the psychic readings increased significantly. Binary signals indicating approaching danger flashed through the logic circuits.

“1100100 1100001…”

The Mecha-Priest reached out for the power axe on his mechanical backpack, his scarlet prosthetic eyes flashing rapidly, trying his best to capture the source of the psychic signal.

Soon, the peak curve of the psychic readings flattened out, and the values dropped from the gamma level to the soft level, indicating that the source of the strong psychic signal had left.

"Sensor self-check///Self-check completed//No logical errors//Confirmed abnormal psychic readings///Alarm sounded..."

The sound array device emitted the mechanical priest's mumbling.

As a mid-level member of the Mechanicum responsible for commanding engineering projects, he was well aware of his responsibilities and that fighting against gamma-class psykers was not his job.

It's just to earn some throne coins and credits, there's really no need to risk your life.

Just as he was about to send an alarm to the hive's public network, the flattened psychic energy curve suddenly showed a small peak.

"Zizzi-"

A faint sound of electric current passed through the circuit inside his skull, and the body of the mechanical priest shook. The mechanical hand on the mechanical backpack slid down weakly, and the whole person was in a daze, as if the system had crashed.

After half a minute, the Mechanical Priest came to his senses, forgot about sounding the alarm, and continued to command the mechanical servants to pour the foundation.

The same scene was repeated for the next half hour.

The mechanical priests of one engineering team after another detected abnormal psychic readings, but in a trance they all gave up calling the police and pretended nothing had happened.

The Planetary Defense Force's new recruit company is responsible for guarding the bottom nest and the bottom nest entrance.

Behind the fortress made of sandbags and metal plates, the new recruits are changing shifts.

The five-man team followed the winding passage to the camp on the first floor of the bottom nest.

The route taken by this team was exactly the same route that the hunting lords took when they launched the raid on the headquarters of the Mihe Cult.

After entering the hole in the ground, the first thing you encounter is the Howling Passage.

The psychic effects of this passageway completely dissipated, and the carvings of human tail vertebrae on the wall oxidized and peeled off, leaving behind meaningless mottled patterns.

"Oh, traitor..."

A faint sigh sounded in the winding passage.

The new recruit walking at the end of the team heard the strange sound and couldn't help but slow down his pace and look back in the direction of the sound.

He didn't find anyone.

The sound just now was like an auditory hallucination.

"Hey, keep up, don't fall behind." The team leader turned around and waved to the team members.

"Didn't you hear any noise?" The new soldier pointed behind him with a strange look on his face, "It seemed like someone was talking just now."

"Tsk, I didn't hear any sound." Another team member joked, "Are you missing your mother?"

"Haha, I think so."

"You're not going to cry, are you?"

The team members chuckled and joked.

The recruit's face turned red and white, and he returned to the team holding the laser rifle.

The captain clapped his hands:

"Alright, stop talking nonsense. Our mission today is not over yet. Follow me. We are going to patrol the bottom of the bottom nest."

The team followed the spiral downward passage to the first floor of the bottom nest.

There is a hole in the floor here with a diameter of about ten meters.

The hunting lords led by Osgus went straight to the bottom of the bottom nest from here.

They used explosives to blow up the floors, layer by layer, eventually forming a vertical shaft more than a kilometer long.

This vertical shaft was modified by the Mechanical Priest and his men, with the addition of a traction device and a lifting platform, making it a quick passage for recruits to reach the bottom.

The team boarded the lift and descended amid the roar of the traction device.

The first floor of the bottom nest is the camp for the recruit company, and the second floor is the training ground.

Only these two floors are allowed to be entered, and the rest of the floors are blocked by engineering foam, and no one is allowed to enter.

Of course, there is one exception, and that is the treasure trove of alien civilization at the bottom.

The Mechanicus felt that there was certain research value there, so they built an alien civilization research base in the treasury.

Research on alien civilizations has never stopped since the second half of last year.

Although the collections in the treasury were emptied, the shelves were not.

The shelves are made of heavy stone and covered with graffiti in the Bone Drinker language and unknown meanings.

Through studying the information of these alien civilizations, the Mechanicus discovered an interesting point.

There is something missing from this treasure trove.

To be precise, it should be a stone tablet.

This stone tablet should have appeared in the center of the treasury, becoming a presence that would not be ignored by visitors.

But when the hunting lords entered the treasure house, the stone tablet was gone.

The information about the alien civilization recorded on the stone tablet also disappeared.

The Mechanicus has reason to believe that this is the work of the Reconciliation Cult, whose purpose is to cover up some truth.

The excavation and exploration of the truth is often a dangerous beginning.

"Establishing the 115th Scanning Archives ///Activating Multi-spectral Optical Sensors //Energy Pulsers //Chemical Signal Monitors..."

The Mechanical Priest stood at the base of the stele, firing energy pulse after energy pulse, drawing data from the alien artifacts.

"Da da da…"

The sound of footsteps came from far to near.

The patrolling squad approached the base of the stone tablet and saw the mechanical priest scanning the artifacts.

The Mechanical Priest fired a blue scanning beam and turned back to gesture "silence" to the squad of new recruits:

"In the name of Om Messiah///I need to figure out the purpose of the stone tablet within this last week//or I'll miss my thesis defense//so, be quiet//and listen to the music of Om Messiah."

"Tick-tick-tick-tick..." A clear working prompt sound came from the intracranial scanner.

The squad of new recruits was waiting on the side, with the captain holding a data pad waiting for the Mechanical Priest to sign to confirm that everything was normal.

After a few minutes, the Mechanical Priest sighed regretfully and walked towards the team:

"Another failure ///The scan results match the previous records //Shows it is an alien artifact that cannot be further studied //Give up the scan = thesis failure = defense failure = repeat the grade //Ohm Messiah, I am greeted with a new round of retaking the exam."

The recruits didn’t understand anything else, but they understood the word “rebuild”.

"My condolences, Father. I'm sure you'll find a more suitable thesis topic next time."

The captain handed over the data pad and motioned for the Mechanical Priest to sign.

Suddenly, a voice came from the team. The speaker was the new recruit who seemed to be hallucinating:
"Don't you want to know what's written on the stone tablet?"

"Of course I do, but what's the use of just thinking? Didn't you see that the Mechanical Priest is helpless?" the teammate sneered.

New Soldier said:
"I think we can make a bold guess. You see, the Bone Drinkers are a fungal alien civilization that is both predatory and parasitic. They definitely built a treasure house here not just for humans to visit. They could have deployed defenses here, but they didn't. Not only that, they also allow humans to take the collection from here and use it at will. Do you think there is such a good thing in the world?"

The teammates didn't care.

The Mechanical Priest was quite concerned. The logic circuits in his brain were buzzing and the static noise was continuous, indicating that his mind was working rapidly:
“Interesting proposal = feasible idea = the paper has a chance to pass the defense ///Keep going //Rookie //I’m listening.”

"Everything has a price." The new recruit spread his hands:
"Put yourself in their shoes. If we were fungal aliens, why would we allow humans to possess our collections without restraint? Isn't it because we want humans to help us spread parasitic spores?"

The Mechanical Priest suddenly realized what was going on, turned around abruptly, and looked at the base of the stone tablet:

"A brilliant and theoretically based speculation.//I partially agree with your point of view.///Create a new logical reasoning file.//According to the logic of empathy, deduce the purpose of the alien civilization allowing humans to possess the collection without restraint.//Deduction completed. The deduction result is to encourage humans to spread parasitic spores.

"///Found a new problem//What would happen if humans only possessed the collection and did not spread the spores///Created a new logical reasoning file//Deduction completed//The result of the deduction is that humans will suffer retaliation from the Bone Drinkers."

The Mechanical Priest raised his hands excitedly and cheered in an electronic synthesized voice:
"Praise Om Messiah ///New argument established //The content on the stone tablet may be a contract //Anyone who possesses the collection must spread the parasitic spores, otherwise he will be liquidated by the Bone Drinkers!"

The teammates looked at the new recruit. They didn't expect that this guy could help the Mechanical Priest solve the problem with just a few words.

"I didn't realize you were quite capable."

"Your brain is so useful, you should try your luck at the academy in Xiachao, maybe you can get a scholarship." The teammates praised happily, but the new recruit did not smile, which was uncharacteristic of him.

He glanced at his teammates and the Mechanical Priest with indifferent eyes.

Everyone whose body was shaken by his gaze, their eyes lost their luster, and they entered a daze.

The scene was paused at this moment, and everyone and all the servo skulls except the "recruits" were motionless.

The "recruit" walked towards the base of the stone tablet with his hands behind his back, and his appearance quickly changed, from a green-faced recruit to Gennaro Meslaton.

The Bone Drinker's Vault in Epimet is stockpiled with the mycelium of many ghost mushrooms.

This is an extremely generous reward.

But the Epimet people were greedy and took the benefits but did nothing. They were only concerned with making money and conducting experiments with ghost mushrooms, completely forgetting that all this came at a price.

As of today, all of the Bone Drinker parasitic spores in the vault have been destroyed, leaving not a single one.

Epimet only takes from the Bone Drinkers, but does not help them spread the parasitic spores.

Their actions will be severely punished by the Bone Drinkers.

That's what Gennaro is here for.

No, it should be said that this is what the Bone Drinkers came for.

Gennaro stretched out his right hand towards the door of the treasury, and a blue-purple strip of light shot out from his palm. The light contained dense spots of light, which were parasitic spores that had been greatly strengthened and transformed by psychic energy.

Gennaro used his psionic powers to create a powerful wind that blew the spores toward the shaft at great speeds.

These spores can complete parasitism in an ordinary person in just 10 minutes.

In 10 minutes, everything that belongs to the infected will belong to the Bone Drinker, to our Lord.

A mechanical priest and five recruits in the treasury were the first to be infected.

The rest of the Bottom Nest will soon follow in their footsteps.

A hive city that is infected on a large scale has only one ending, and that is death.

Either they died at the hands of the Bone Drinkers, or they died at the hands of the Empire, becoming another dead world under the order of extermination.

The Viceroy of Epimet is keen to fight the Bone Drinkers.

He worked with the high-ranking priests of the Mechanicus to produce a large number of scanning templates for Bone Drinkers, and was said to be researching a vaccine.

This trend that is unfavorable to the Bone Drinkers must be curbed immediately.

The Bone Drinkers will use Epimet's destruction as a warning to other Imperial worlds that have unearthed their treasures, that if they do not spread the spores, they will have no choice but to die.

One terrorist attack after another is on the way, and the Gamma-class psychic Bone Drinkers will destroy the hostile worlds of the Bone Drinkers.

"Go to hell, Epimet, we will take revenge on your grave... eh? What is that?"

The strong wind carried the spores towards the entrance of the elevator, but was blocked by an air wall that appeared out of nowhere. No matter how loud the wind was or how strong it was, it could not move forward even a single step.

The air behind the spores also turned into an air wall.

The two walls in front and back launched a pincer attack on the spores. Countless brilliant blue-purple splashes exploded in the air. Parasitic spores died in large numbers, forming a beautiful picture covered with blue-purple dots.

Gennaro had no time to appreciate the beautiful view.

The scene before us indicates that enemies have appeared here.

Perhaps it was some kind of technological device, or perhaps it was some kind of psychic power. In any case, the enemy blocked the path of the parasitic spores. If they were not eliminated, Epimet's destruction process would only come to a standstill.

Pausing the blowing and spore spraying, Gennaro raised his hand and snapped his fingers.

"Clap!"

There was a crisp sound like thunder, and a spherical shock wave visible to the naked eye spread outward, instantly sweeping through every corner of the treasure house, even the passage outside the door and the lift were not spared.

The light and shadow folds caused by the shock wave changed when they passed through a certain place, and the arc-shaped impact texture was distorted by transparent objects into a human figure.

"I found you." Gennaro raised the corner of his mouth, pointed at the transparent object, and lightning burst out.

The snake-like lightning leaped and ran, and in an instant it bombarded the transparent objects, but there was no reaction at all, as if it had fallen into the sea.

The lightning disappeared, just like that, and the transparent object was like a huge mouth of the abyss, swallowing all the lightning into its belly.

"This..." Gennaro's eyes narrowed slightly, his brows tightened, and he realized that something was wrong. He quickly asked for help in the mental network.

but!

The spiritual network has been blocked unknowingly!

Inside the walls of this treasure house, there is a force field that blocks mental communications.

Unprepared, Gennaro became an isolated island in the ocean of spiritual information.

Just as his heart was trembling, the door of the treasury quickly closed with a roar, and the mechanical priests and recruits in the treasury were crushed by the vibrating air, as were the spores in their bodies.

"Bang!" The door closed tightly.

There was deathly silence in the treasury.

The hydraulic device responsible for opening and closing the door was never started from beginning to end, and Gennaro had never sensed the emergence of a second spiritual energy around him, but the door of the treasury was closed just like that. It was really unbelievable, as if he had seen a ghost.

"Gurgle." Gennaro swallowed hard and snapped his fingers repeatedly, releasing a shock wave that swept across the entire venue.

Waves of sound exploded, and the shock waves swept across the same position continuously. The transparent object stood there, motionless like a sculpture.

"who are you?"

Gennaro summons a psionic shroud.

His left hand was in the motion of snapping his fingers, ready to go.

He spread out his right palm upwards, with electric snakes moving across his fingertips. After a sound of electrophoresis, a long electric spear formed by condensed lightning appeared in his hand.

Hold the electric gun and swing it hard.

"Crack!" The sound of thunder exploded, and the violent electric gun bombarded the transparent object with the power of thunder.

The expected explosion scene did not occur.

The electric gun hit the transparent object and disappeared into thin air like a stone sinking into the sea.

"What the hell..what the hell is this?!"

Gennaro took two steps back, his expression became panicked, and fear flashed in his eyes.

"Crack! Crack! Crack!"

One electric gun shot out after another, and Gennaro waved his right hand like crazy. Lightning flashed and thunder roared in the treasury.

One, two, three.

Ten, twenty, thirty.

One hundred, two hundred, one thousand!

The gamma-level psychic fired a thousand electric guns, but nothing changed!

"Huff huff..." Gennaro was breathing heavily, veins popping out on his forehead and his face was pale.

He took a few steps back with unsteady steps, leaned against the hard stone surface of the shelf to rest, and tried to calm down the intense dizziness brought on by the continuous use of psychic energy.

The floor tiles around the transparent object had been completely shattered by the lightning, forming a large, deeply sunken, arc-shaped depression covered with pitch-black scorch marks.

The surface of the pit was covered with a glittering substance, which was crystal formed by the stone being baked by electric light.

Not to mention stones, even the Space Marines' ceramsite power armor would have melted in this violent torrent of lightning.

But the invisible thing remained motionless.

"What on earth are you..."

Gennaro moved towards the treasury door, looking at the transparent object warily.

He has asked this question countless times today and has never received a response.

But this time is different.

He heard a cold male voice.

"You are weaker than I thought."

"What?!" Gennaro's body stiffened, and he repeatedly confirmed that he had not heard it wrong. The sound came from the transparent object.

"I said, you are too weak."

The transparent thing began to move.

His steps were neither fast nor slow, and soundless, and he looked as light as a feather, like a nimble leopard cat.

But it was this quiet pace that made Gennaro feel an extremely strong sense of oppression.

The transparent shell of the transparent object retreated, the dark body gradually emerged, and an indescribable black shadow stood out.

(End of this chapter)