Bronze door through time and space

Chapter 912 The Crying Person Pulled by Luck

As the chaos and corruption spread, large areas of the planet were occupied by rebels who even performed blasphemous sacrifices on agricultural machinery, polluting the machine souls and turning these honest machines into greedy flesh-devourers. Countless villages and towns were destroyed by the rampaging machines, turning them into slag mixed with flesh and blood.

But no one expected that even the heavily fortified Nest City would face a severe test.

In fact, given the living environment of the nest city, it cannot withstand any test once a problem arises.

The bottom nest is a hopeless hell. Countless highly radioactive and complex sewage, garbage, and discarded chemicals have built this fluorescent ecological hell. Those who live here are either mutants or biochemical monsters. The T virus is nothing here; anyone can kick it and it can't make any waves at all.

This shows just how harsh the environment of the bottom nest is. An ordinary person who falls in could die from just one breath of air, or be turned into a pile of rotten flesh by radiation.

The lower nest is a factory forged from the blood and flesh of countless workers. From the day they are born, hundreds of millions of people are destined to do what kind of work and eat what kind of food. Only the ways of dying are diverse.

Wearing protective masks that shield them from toxic gases in the air, eating the same unchanging corpse starch, and doing monotonous but absolutely flawless work—this is their life.

The middle nests are dark and strict feudal cities. Most of the people living here have a special skill or are middle managers. Their living environment and treatment are far better than those in the lower nests. However, they still cannot escape the arrangement of fate. Their class is determined at birth.

As for the upper class, it is a paradise on earth that transcends all living beings. The planetary governor who holds everything, and the various nobles who are high above, are born privileged and enjoy unique air, real sunshine, and natural food.

It would be strange if this kind of structure didn't have problems. If there were even the slightest possibility, the people below would want to devour those above alive, unless they could also become part of the upper class.

Therefore, even though the planetary governor, who hadn't lost his mind, dispatched a large number of troops to the lower levels to quell the rebellion, he still couldn't stop the fall of the lower nest or prevent the chaos from spreading to the lower nest.

The fall of the bottom nest is not a big deal, because there is no order there to begin with, and no one has ever cared about it.

But going down to the nest won't work; it's the foundation of the entire nest city. All the supplies related to life are produced here, including individual weapons and light vehicles. And those oppressed workers not only know how to use these products, but are also used to organization and groups.

The most terrifying thing is that the number of workers who went down to the nest exceeded one billion. Even if not all of them became rebels, the rebels still had an army of hundreds of millions.

The fall of Xiachao had extremely serious consequences. It was equivalent to organizing and arming a rebel group that was originally a gang, and providing it with a continuous supply of weapons and supplies, which greatly increased the threat.

For his own safety and to buy time, the planetary governor did not hesitate to deploy all his forces in the middle-level hive, completely abandoning the lower hive and the lower hive, and closing all passages to the upper level, determined to stall for as long as possible.

In any case, the upper echelons have enough resources to enjoy for hundreds of years. As for other places, who cares? Let the empire worry about them. They just need to wait until everything is settled before they come out to rule these ignorant lowly people.

The problem is, this person never considered how the chaos and rebellion came about.

A year ago, a small group of corrupted Space Marines secretly infiltrated the planet. They spread chaos and corruption, teaching mortals to sacrifice themselves. Their desires drove them to constantly demand more, until the entire planet was pulled into the warp by the corrupted humans.

However, this would take a long time, with too many variables, so these fallen space soldiers decided to speed up the process.

They deliberately created massive chaos in the hive city where the planet's governors and high-ranking nobles lived, causing the cowardly and weak to misjudge the situation and choose the most conservative approach: abandoning everything to hide and wait for the Empire's rescue. This undoubtedly gave the Fallen Space Marines the opportunity to wipe them out in one fell swoop.

As expected, distrust of the people and the garrison led the planetary governor to concentrate all forces in the middle-level hive city and then seal off the upper level.

In theory, as long as the nest doesn't collapse, there shouldn't be any danger at the top, especially since he has blocked all the passages.

The idea is good, but everything depends on the premise that a ferocious lion won't infiltrate the safe cage he envisions beforehand.

The well-prepared Fallen Space Marines infiltrated the upper levels. After the enemy closed the passageway, they decisively destroyed key facilities, preventing the locked passageway from being reopened. They then launched a surprise attack on the Governor's Mansion and took control of the planet's governor.

No matter how much the planetary governor incurred the wrath of heaven and earth, he was difficult to overthrow. The key was that the governor controlled the highest authority over almost all the planet's important facilities, including the planetary orbital defense perimeter, the defensive shield, and the energy core. Unfortunately, even the most powerful devices depend on who uses them. By the time this guy realized it, the entire planetary system was already starting to malfunction.

The planetary governor can bomb the outer areas of the hive city without hesitation, since they are worthless agricultural areas that can be filled in and still be used. But he can't just bomb the hive city itself.

Nests are not only places to live, but also the production, manufacturing, energy, and storage centers of the entire planet.

Without a nest city, the entire planet will go from the interstellar age to the tribal age. At that time, would he, as the governor, become a savage leader?

So the best course of action was to do nothing and wait for the Empire to come to his rescue, which was exactly what the Fallen Space Marine wanted him to do.

Locking yourself in a cage may seem safe, but only if lions don't get into the cage.

The foolish governor of the planet, who had locked himself up with a lion, knelt down the moment he saw the Fallen Space Marines. If he had been so decisive when the rebellion first broke out, the Fallen Space Marines would have had to find another way.

There was no need for any punishment or coercion; this guy decisively surrendered to Chaos, not only handing over control of the planet's orbital defense weapons but also planning to help the Fallen Space Marines lure nearby Space Marine chapters to the scene for a surprise attack. His pledge of allegiance was crystal clear.

This pleased the Fallen Space Marines greatly, so they gave him an opportunity to cooperate with them in sacrificing the entire Hive City, thereby pulling the entire planet into warp space and pleasing the Chaos God.

The Fallen Space Marines' confidence comes not only from their faith in the Chaos God and the hundreds of millions of rebels, but also from their knowledge that the Space Marines of today are no longer the powerhouses they once were.

The Horus Rebellion led to the dismantling of all Space Marine Legions, and since then, large and small Space Marine Chapters have been scattered across the vast territory of the Imperium, continuing the Imperium's survival with their lives and the flames of war.

However, for various reasons, these Space Marine chapters have always faced numerous troubles, the most common of which are manpower shortages and supply problems.

Every moment they face brutal warfare, and the selection, training, modification, and armoring of Space Marines often takes decades. Coupled with the increasingly mysterious manufacturing process, it is becoming more and more difficult for the chapters to maintain their size, which further reduces their ability to withstand risks.

Moreover, while the equipment can be patched up and made do, there are too many problems with personnel replenishment, and the biggest problem is the genetic seed.

Due to the disappearance of the Primarchs and the decline of Imperial technology, the Space Marines have had to rely on their own genetically modified seed to create new recruits.

However, genetic degeneration inevitably occurs during the repeated reproduction and replication of gene seeds, causing many chapters to gradually lose the genetic information to create some gene organs and become unable to implant new organs, resulting in the creation of incomplete Space Marines.

Even more seriously, the genetic seeds of many warbands are inherently unstable, directly threatening the survival of the warbands. However, over time, this problem has not only not been solved, but has become increasingly serious.

Due to the continued decline of Imperial technology and the rampant religious fanaticism, the genetic modification surgery of implanting gene seeds into organs has almost become a religious ritual. This has further reduced the reliability and survival rate of the modification surgery, resulting in many recruits needing further surgery to repair previous problems after completing one implantation surgery.

In addition, the frequent missions and wars meant that Space Marines were either traveling in the warp or fighting against chaos, and they would inevitably suffer some degree of corruption and contamination.

However, once genetically modified seeds are contaminated, irreversible mutations can occur.

The situation worsened further when warbands were required to submit qualified gene seeds to the Empire.

The Empire later attempted to solve this problem by improving its stockpiled genetic seeds and expanding its chapters. However, due to technical limitations, the attempt to improve the existing genetic seeds resulted in even more severe mutations, with many Space Marines becoming like mutants.

The Crying Ones are one of the few Space Marine chapters without external mutations, but their bizarre luck has led not only the Imperium but also other chapters to regard them as outcasts, even suspecting that they have been corrupted by Chaos.

However, due to Yan Xu's previous actions, the crying man who was sliding into the abyss was luckily pulled back.

(End of this chapter)