Warhammer 40: Saviors Emerging from the Bottom

When Xiao Yi saw the location of the ventilation shafts, he understood why only a few mutants had been able to leave the bottom nest through them over the years.

Three hundred meters above the ground, a massive exhaust fan, powerful enough to cut a mutant in half with its sheer inertia, hangs suspended above a steel door frame with no support.

Without real skill, you simply can't climb up there.

Looking at the ventilation ducts above, Matthias was also a bit of a headache. None of them had the ability to climb the steel door frame with their bare hands, so they could only place all their hopes on Xiao Yi alone.

"Is everything alright?"

"no problem."

Xiao Yi reached out and touched the dust on the door frame, then pulled out two power daggers with green blades from his waist and stabbed them.

The green, divisive force instantly tore apart the steel in front of it, piercing through it like cutting tofu.

Once the tip of the dagger was halfway in, Xiao Yi immediately cut off the power supply. The previously unstoppable dagger suddenly encountered resistance and became firmly stuck in the door frame.

After shaking it vigorously to make sure it wouldn't fall, Xiao Yi used the same method to insert the other dagger and check again.

"I'll go up first, and after I take care of the exhaust fan that's in the way up there, I'll pull you all up."

After listening to Xiao Yi's plan, Aria noticed a problem.

"We don't have a rope that can extend from the ventilation duct to the ground."

"The rope issue is easy to resolve. Where are the materials I asked you to collect?"

"It's piled up over there." Following Matthias's finger, Xiao Yi saw a pile of junk, all of which were the belongings the mutants hadn't had time to take with them when they fled.

To others, this is just a pile of garbage, utterly worthless. But to Xiao Yi, it's a different story; these are all useful materials.

He walked up to the mountain of garbage and reached out to touch it. A bright green light burst from his palm, enveloping the various tattered items. These discarded materials were decomposed, reshaped, and transformed into a brand new rope.

After testing the strength of the rope and confirming that it wouldn't suddenly break, Xiao Yi tied one end around his waist.

"That's fine."

"Psionicists always surprise people in some strange and unusual ways," Matthias remarked.

Under everyone's watchful eyes, Xiao Yi began to climb upwards. His superhuman physical abilities allowed him to reach the location of the exhaust fan within minutes.

The huge fan blades were turning slowly, and if left unattended, they could easily break the rope.

Xiao Yi gripped the dagger tightly with one hand to prevent himself from falling, while reaching for the exhaust fan with the other, shooting out a green arc of electricity.

Dormant Ray, that's the name he just gave to this move.

Any machine that is hit by a gun will enter a dormant state for a period of time, the duration of which varies depending on the specific circumstances.

After confirming that the exhaust fan had stopped, Xiao Yi used a little force in his arm to flip himself into the exhaust pipe. It was very spacious inside, and two people could walk side by side without any problem.

"Next, we just need to pull the others up." Xiao Yi fixed the power dagger to the side wall of the ventilation duct, and then sent a signal to Matthias and the others who were still waiting on the ground.

Nine days later, in a corner of the C1-32 residential area, at the ventilation duct opening, a pair of black eyes were catching the dim light from the nearby street lamp, observing the surrounding environment.

A mouse that was foraging nearby seemed to have spotted something hidden in the darkness, but before it could look over, a green arc of electricity stunned it.

"The lower-nest rats are far less resistant to electricity than their relatives in the lower nest." The owner of the pair of eyes in the ventilation duct was none other than Xiao Yi, who had just crawled out of the lower nest.

I don't know what the designer was thinking, but the closer they got to the bottom of the nest, the narrower the internal space of the ventilation duct became, and in the end, the people had no choice but to crawl forward.

Fortunately, after climbing for so many days, he finally reached the exit. Overjoyed, Xiao Yi grabbed the sides of the pipe and pulled himself out.

The surrounding environment was somewhat different from what he had imagined. There were no densely packed residential areas like a beehive, but only neatly arranged tents. Apart from the surrounding streetlights and ventilation ducts, it looked no different from a medieval slum.

"Give me a hand."

The girl's voice behind him brought Xiao Yi back to reality from his thoughts.

It was Aria. After crawling for several days, her limbs were a little unresponsive. After pulling her out of the pipe, Xiao Yi subconsciously reached out to pull Charles, who was following behind.

Completely unprepared for someone to suddenly pull him, Charles was yanked forward by a force, bursting out of the pipe and crashing to the ground.

"Damn it!"

Are you alright?

Faced with this situation, Xiao Yi felt a little embarrassed. Just as he reached out to pull Charles up from the ground, Charles suddenly lay down, his ears pressed to the ground, as if he were investigating something.

"Wait, something's not right. Footsteps, at least three people, but it's strange. It sounds like someone is dragging their own leg forward, something's not normal."

These words immediately put Xiao Yi into battle mode. His psionic reconnaissance network expanded rapidly, and he quickly located the strange guy Charles had mentioned.

"A green, very faint, soul-like light. I've never encountered one before. Be careful."

Xiao Yi drew his power sword and moved closer, while Aria and Charles stayed behind to help their companions escape from the ventilation duct.

Not long after, a strange man wrapped in a long robe appeared in Xiao Yi's sight. The dim light shone on him, leaving a strange and distorted shadow.

If you hadn't seen it with your own eyes, it would be hard to imagine how a human body could be twisted. The guy in front of Xiao Yi had his spine bent into an S-shape in a way that was hard for ordinary people to understand, his neck was twisted to the right, revealing half of his face that was covered by messy hair.

His greyish-white eyes kept scrutinizing the stranger in front of him, as if he were thinking about something—provided, of course, that he could still think clearly at this moment.

The guy, who could no longer be called human, had half of his scalp shaved off, exposing his dark pink brain tissue directly to the dry air. Several green flies, which seemed to have appeared out of nowhere, landed on it and greedily sucked on it.

His bloated body was covered in dark red blisters, and a smell of rotting flesh mixed with feces assaulted his nostrils.

Plague zombies—these four words immediately popped into Xiao Yi's mind.

Those were the undead resurrected by the warp god Nurgle through the plague of the walking dead. Their purpose was to deplete the enemy's ammunition and to create as many of their own kind as possible.

Of course, it could be something else, but whatever it is, it's best to avoid close physical contact with it.