Warhammer: How do you get the Tremor-Tremor Fruit at the start of a Hextech game?

"Kill everyone? Just because of a low-level gang?" Funina remained noncommittal.

For a cyborg priest with powerful technology, let alone a single Underhive gang, even if all the Underhive gangs wanted to kill her, it would depend on luck.

Even though she was just a newcomer who had just obtained the position of technical priest.

Qin Mo didn't respond. He had more on his mind. The Ancient Seekers weren't just a simple underworld gang. They had backgrounds with gene stealers, and their relationship was probably very close.

Ordinary gangs might not be a problem, but an entire Underhive Genestealer cult is a different story.

"Your Excellency, the Ancient Seekers may not be so simple. We saw a four-armed monster among them that was armored, impervious to bullets, incredibly fast, and whose claws could easily tear through steel..." Old Locke recalled with a grim expression.

Hark interrupted him, leaning closer to Qin Mo and whispering, "The Ancient Seekers have blocked all the passages from the lower nests to the lower nests in the vicinity. Their people are searching for us everywhere. Fortunately, Iron Oath cleaned up the battle scene when he took us away, otherwise they might have already come knocking on our door."

"Block the passage and trap them like turtles in a jar?"

Qin Mo frowned and asked, "What kind of big business are you talking about?"

Hark became interested upon hearing this and whispered, "The Iron Oath promises that if we help them rescue their members, they will help us return to the Lower Nest. In addition, they will give us a generous reward of 3000 Throne Coins."

Qin Mo glared at him. He had only earned eight thousand Throne Coins by accepting the Inquisitor's mission. You should know that a common soldier in the Star Realm only earns 600 Throne Coins a year.

These refugees who fled to the underworld because they couldn't survive are so rich.

Qin Mo hesitated for a moment, indicating that he needed to consider it further.

Fu Ningna is not short of money, but ever since the Ninth District expedition, she has had great faith in Qin Mo's choices. She said she would wait and see Qin Mo's considerations before making a decision.

Hark stared longingly at Qin Mo. His primary purpose in coming to the nest was indeed to make money, but without Qin Mo and the mechanical priest, he wouldn't have dared to go to the gene stealers' lair on his own even if he had a thousand lives.

Just then, a boy named Hayek suddenly rushed to Qin Mo's side, knelt down, and looked at Qin Mo, saying:

"My lord, if you can rescue my mother, I am willing to repay you with anything, even if it means becoming your slave."

After saying that, he began to kowtow, each slap making a dull thud on the ground.

Qin Mo stared at the child, seeing no other intentions, and gestured for Old Locke to help his son up.

"Please don't mind, it's my fault. We were ambushed by the Ancient Seekers during our last encounter, and many of our people were captured, including my wife."

Old Locke's eyes were a little red, but the hardships of life in the bottom nest had dried up his tears.

Qin Mo looked at Hayek and said calmly, "You know, your mother has most likely passed away..."

"I will find her," Hayek interrupted Qin Mo, his eyes filled with unwavering determination. "Whatever the outcome, my vow will remain forever."

Qin Mo remained silent.

The group quickly left the room. Before leaving, Funina told Qin Mo that she had sealed the white-clad girl she brought from District 9 in a confinement box and injected her with an excessive amount of sedatives, enough to keep her quiet for a long time.

But she must bring this girl full of secrets back to the Mechanicus's base in Upper Nest.

If Qin Mo is willing to help, she will give him a much more generous reward and promises it will far exceed his expectations.

With such a generous reward, Qin Mo felt that he would die from money one day.

He saw them off, sat back on the bed, and rubbed his slightly stuffy head.

As of now, he has completed the judge's mission. He only needed to return to the lower nest with the intelligence to regain his freedom.

Unfortunately, they've now run into the ancient seekers and are trapped in their lair. They might have to live a life of hiding and running for a long time.

"What bad luck."

Qin Mo cursed, "The bottom nest is too dangerous. It's not a place for humans to live either. After completing the judge's task, he will have enough capital."

He's going to the nest!

I've heard that Shangchao has wide avenues, luxurious sports cars, lavish hotel buildings, rooftop gardens, and beautiful noble ladies. I finally managed to travel through time and even worked my ass off to make money, so what reason do I have not to enjoy a decadent lifestyle?

Now only those despicable ancient seekers are blocking his path to happiness.

Thinking of this, he inadvertently noticed his belongings neatly arranged on a crooked table not far away.

Browning-91 laser pistol, a fully loaded explosive pistol, and a communicator for communicating with the judge.

Qin Mo's eyes lit up. Since the judge had paid a hefty sum to send him to the lair, it meant that the intelligence here was very important to that judge.

In that case, she might use some resources to help him return to his nest.

Qin Mo turned over and grabbed the communicator. After waiting for a while, he heard Judge Irenecia's cold voice: "What is it?"

"I have completed my mission. There is a great secret in District Nine, and I have found out everything," Qin Mo said, feigning confidence.

"Hmm," Eileencia replied indifferently.

"Hmm?" Qin Mo was a little puzzled; the other party didn't seem curious.

"But a bottom-level gang has blocked my way back to the lower level, so I can't bring the intelligence back..." Qin Mo said tentatively.

"Mmm." Eileencia's tone remained the same.

Qin Mo felt a chill run down his spine. Clinging to hope, he asked, "I think you might be able to offer some assistance..."

"That's not in our agreement," Eileencia coldly interrupted Qin Mo.

At the end of the Qin Dynasty, they were stuck in the same place.

After a long silence, the communicator finally spoke again: "Heh, it seems our great man is out of options."

Qin Mo's face darkened.

"Three days later, you and that mechanical priest will go to the elevator shaft in Sector B-29. Remember, bring your cargo," Irenecia's voice came again.

Qin Mo's eyes widened. How did the other party know about the mechanical priest?

The judge on the other end of the communicator seemed to have "seen" Qin Mo's reaction, and simply said, "Qin, remember, we are all-knowing and omnipresent."

Eileencia then cut off contact.

Qin Mo rubbed his head, feeling that it hurt even more.

He felt as if an invisible net was surrounding him, and he was as powerless as an insect struggling in the net.

Fortunately, the judge was willing to help them, which greatly increased their chances of escaping the bottom nest.

Qin Mo sighed. He planned that once he completed the task and received the final payment, he would completely change his identity to ensure that the court could never find him again.

Just then, the dilapidated wooden door suddenly shook, as if blown by the wind, which made Qin Mo's nerves tense up instantly.