Dragon Clan: Lu Mingfei Returns from Warhammer Retirement

Chapter 217 Chu Zihang's First Blood
Genestealer, one of the most terrifying creatures in the universe.

Their horror lies not in their claws being sharp enough to tear through Terminator power armor, but in its penetrability.

The Genestealers are a branch of the Tyranid race that pioneered the Empire long before the Tyranid fleets arrived in the galaxy.

Genestealers will find a way to grab sentient humanoids and penetrate them with their long tongues.

This barbed tongue is actually an ovipositor, which can deliver "seeds" containing Tyranid genes into the victims.

These seeds will alter the host's physical and mental state within hours, causing it to forget the infection process and automatically succumb to the Genestealer's will.

At the same time, they will also have a strong desire to reproduce, eager to find someone to give birth to offspring.

Generations of these deformed offspring would become more like their hosts until the fifth generation atavistically reverted to pure blood gene-stealers and began a new round of infection.

To hide themselves, relatively ugly groups of Genestealers would lurk in the shadows far from civilization, while those intelligent and more host-like groups would infiltrate all areas of their society.

In order to attract more populations for interbreeding, they often disguise themselves as pious and benevolent followers of the Emperor, uniting in order to save the poor and the persecuted.

Some groups of them really consider themselves Emperor worshipers, albeit four-armed and behaving like model Imperial citizens.

But everything is just an illusion. When their group is strong enough, they will use their psionic network to summon the Tyrannian fleet like a lighthouse, devouring themselves and the planet.

And now, these gene stealers who pretend to be friendly are obviously also drawn into the group.

"Gene Stealer? You mean chicken thief?!"

Old One-Eyed's eyes widened, remembering the horror stories he'd heard from other Astral Legionaries when he'd been on the dropship.

"Damn it, I must not become that kind of monster. Go to hell, Alien."

Old One-Eyed raised his laser pistol again and shot down the two Genestealers.

"O fool, why can't we live together in peace, sharing the light of the Emperor's mercy?"

The old Genestealer shook his head regretfully.

"Kill them."

He pointed, and countless bullets were fired at the clam-digging team.

As soon as Chu Zihang pulled out his dagger, he was shot into a hornet's nest.

All to nothingness.

"what!"

Chu Zihang, who woke up from the death experience, was panting heavily, and cold sweat dripped down his forehead.

"It's gene stealers, they must not be allowed to spread in the hive."

he shouted, fumbling around for weapons.

"Calm down, brother Chu Zihang, you're back."

Lu Mingfei put his warm and firm hands on his shoulders, forcing him to look directly at him.

Under the calm and profound gaze of the regiment leader, Chu Zihang gradually recovered.

"I'm sorry, Captain, this dream is too real."

he sighed.

"I get it, and that's exactly what we need."

Lu Mingfei nodded.

Only if it is realistic enough, people who enter the dream can experience real spiritual trials, rather than treating it as a virtual game.

"You encountered a gene stealer?"

When Chu Zihang was fully awake, he asked curiously.

Although gene stealers bloomed everywhere in the empire, Lu Mingfei rarely dealt with these sinister bugs.

Because their combat effectiveness is not strong in essence, many gene stealers don't even have decent weapons.

Although the pure-blooded gene stealers are strong individually, they are not opponents of the regular army in a direct confrontation.

Moreover, the old lairs of the gene stealers are often in the lower level of the hive capital, and the environment there is not conducive to the performance of the space fighters.

Therefore, the work of eliminating gene stealers is generally carried out by the Ministry of Justice of the Empire and the Alien Tribunal.

Unless a successful gene-stealer group is discovered, the Inquisitor will consider whether to capture an Astral Legion or a Space Marine squad as a strong man.

And considering the vast territory of the Empire and the scarcity of space fighters, the probability of this situation is actually very low, about the same as the probability of a laser gun malfunctioning.

In Lu Mingfei's more than 1000-year service career, he only encountered it three or four times, and only once was in the lower level of the hive capital, and the other times were in space hulks.

"Is what you entered the memory of me after I became a space soldier?"

he asked.

"No, what I entered was the memory of your time in Hive Capital."

Chu Zihang briefly described his experience in the dream.

"Old One-Eyed, well, I seem to know this person."

Lu Mingfei entered into meditation while whispering.

After a moment, he opened his eyes.

"Remember, that was an old Star Militia soldier. After retiring, he was forced to flee to the lower levels of the Hive City because he offended the upper-level dignitaries. Although he has a bad temper and a bad name, he is still a pretty good person."

Lu Mingfei recalled.

"I worked for him for a while, and then he said he had a big job for me, but I didn't go because I was sick. I haven't seen him since then. The place where we dig the gray mussels is indeed that Patio, but you have never encountered a gene stealer, why do you have such a dream?"

He was a little puzzled.

"Is it possible that after being strengthened many times, Yanling Nightmare Tapir can automatically construct a logical and self-consistent world with the memory of the subject of the dream?"

Fingel, who was listening on the sidelines, speculated.

"Well, it's possible. You can study it with the vice-principal later."

Lu Mingfei nodded.

The night watchman didn't have the patience to wait in the Norton Pavilion. After seeing that the alchemy domain was operating normally, he went back to his attic.

"Uh, Captain, although he is, he is also a vice principal after all."

Fingal shrugged.

"Ask Brother Chu Zihang for approval."

Lu Mingfei said bluntly.

"Okay, don't worry, I'll take it for him."

Fingal smiled.

The dream trial is over, and Finger and Yuan Zhinv put away all related items for the next use.

The hall also resumed normal activities, the torture that should be punished, the training that should be trained.

Lu Mingfei and Chu Zihang sat at the table, and the chefs on duty 24 hours a day delivered delicious food.

The chef on duty at the moment is a western food chef, who can cook both French and Italian dishes.

He's figured out what his employers like to eat, and he's serving oversized basil bolognese and creamy mushroom bisque, with a bottle of chipotle sauce included.

"What do you think of going to the lower level of Hive Capital this time?"

The two chatted while eating.

"The earth must not be allowed to become like that."

Chu Zihang said seriously.

Although environmental protection organizations always say that the earth is seriously polluted, it seems that the little broken ball will be finished in the next second.

But compared to the unsustainable exhaustion of fish in the hive world, the earth is already a garden world.

"Those planets didn't start out like that either."

Lu Mingfei sighed.

According to some golden age information he found, the average garden world was the colonized planet of humans at that time.

Even specialized mining and industrial planets will create a very livable living environment for the occupants.

Humans at that time had technology, resources, and patience.

However, the situation changed after the subspace storm caused human beings to fall apart. More and more technologies were lost, equipment aging and production lines shut down. In order to survive, human beings had to go back to the path of destructive development.

And after the subspace storm subsided, the emperor didn't have time to fine-tune the conquered planets in order to reunify mankind before the evil god of chaos.

As for the emperor sitting on the golden throne, let alone, whether the high lord can destroy the empire is already a manifestation of the emperor.

"Are we going to the Emperor's Universe?"

Chu Zihang asked.

He really wanted to do something about it, especially when he thought about Screw's mutilated corpse and old One-Eyed who had been blasted to pieces in front of the kids.

"Maybe, maybe not, the emperor has his own arrangements. All we can do is to clean up the earth, and the powerful battle group itself is waiting for the emperor's revelation."

Lu Mingfei replied.

"I understand."

Chu Zihang silently stuffed a mouthful of meat sauce into his mouth. The development of gene seeds requires a lot of nutrition, and the amount of food is the combat power.

Lu Mingfei looked at his forehead, the X-shaped logo was still glowing, it seemed that this dream trial was not enough to satisfy its appetite.

But it's also normal. For the evil god who started the war in the whole galaxy, this battle is not even an appetizer.

This dream trial was just an attempt, and Chu Zihang's performance basically met his expectations.

Although there are still some flaws in the response method, it is also caused by the environment being too unfamiliar, so just get used to it.

The lower level of the hive capital is very good at forcing people to adapt.

"Mingfei, are you free to come over?"

Halfway through the meal, Angers suddenly called.

"Okay, 5 minutes."

Lu Mingfei looked at the food in the eye basin and calculated the time.

"It's not urgent, it's not an emergency."

Angers smiled.

He has basically mastered the communication skills with Lu Mingfei, if it is not urgent, then it is really not urgent.

"Row."

Since Ange said he was not in a hurry, Lu Mingfei would not deliberately speed up his eating.

Although with the physique of a space warrior, overeating that is not too outrageous will not affect his health, but there is no need to ask for trouble.

Ten minutes later, Lu Mingfei arrived at the principal's office.

"Is the school board going to make trouble again?"

he asked preemptively.

"What? Oh no, of course not."

Angers was taken aback for a moment, then laughed.

"They are busy looking for trouble with the Gattuso family now. The school management committee was almost taken over by the pot. This crime is not a small one."

He blinked and said.

"Will there be any substantive penalties?"

Lu Mingfei asked.

"There are two situations. If Gattuso can find the culprit, he will probably be punished with three drinks. After all, he is the largest investor in Kassel now, so it is not easy to force him too hard."

Anger said regretfully.

Politics has never been the monopoly of human beings, and hybrids, like dragons, are also full of various political games.

"What if you can't find it?"

He can provide a lot of clues, but he will definitely not hand it over to Gattuso.

Lu Mingfei's perception of Gattuso now is the same as his perception of the governors of many planets in his previous life.

"If they can't find it, then their right to speak in the school board will drop for a while, and they will have to hand over some exclusive technologies to make up for the spiritual loss of other school managers. And these technologies will be handled by the equipment department. "

Angers said.

"When the technology is in place, please let me know."

This is good news. I will take Fingel to the equipment department later to see if there is anything the wargroup can use.

The wool of the Gattuso family is not white or white.

(End of this chapter)