Plunder the Heavens from Warhammer

Chapter 24 What is a surprise? This is a surprise!

The next day, Emmerich entrusted Chris to Alvin and went out to work alone.

According to him, he had to go to the tavern to move corpses today. This kind of work was done once a week in exchange for an energy bar.

The energy bars could barely keep the brother and sister fed and not starve to death, but they would never be full.

At nightfall, Emmerich came back from the corner of the alley, dragging his limping leg with two energy bars in his arms. Although he was beaten badly, he still had a happy smile on his face.

The boy timidly handed over one of the energy bars: "Mr. Alvin, if you don't mind, you can have some of this."

Seeing the boy's bruised face and face, and that he had washed his hands despite being very dirty, Alvin was silent for a while as he took the cheap energy bar. He said, "Thank you."

Seeing that the other party accepted the energy bar, Emmerich smiled happily.

"How old are you and your sister this year?" Alvin broke the silence and asked after taking a bite of the energy bar.

"I am twelve years old and my sister is eight."

Emmerich broke the energy bar into a long section and a short section, then handed the long section to his sister and ruffled her hair: "Eat it quickly, Chris."

Chris took the energy bar obediently, still without saying a word, and swallowed it in big gulps.

"She, can't speak?" Alvin was a little curious. During the day, Chris curled up in the corner, stealing glances at him from time to time, but never answered any questions.

"Well, Chris couldn't speak when I picked her up." Emmerich said, touching her dry hair.

"Pick it up? Aren't you siblings?"

Now it was Alvin's turn to be shocked.

"Hey, actually it's not, Mr. Alvin."

Emmerich touched his nose shyly, looked at Chris lovingly, and told her the story softly.

In fact, Emmerich and Chris have no blood relationship.

In the winter when Emmerich was eight years old, a gang war broke out in the Lower Nest, and scavengers became the most sought-after "commodity", being sent to the warring gangs in truckloads.

As for what corpses could be used for, Emmerich had seen it a long time ago.

At that time, Emmerich, who had been hungry for eight days, finally couldn't bear it anymore and he had to go out to find food.

Otherwise, the severe winter coupled with hunger would be enough to take his life.

Emmerich ventured to the industrial area, hoping to dig up some valuable garbage and exchange it for supplies to fill his stomach.

If I had better luck, it would be even better to pick up two pieces of clothing.

The clothes that eight-year-old Emmerich was wearing were rags he had picked up a long time ago. They were almost rotten over the years and could not keep out the cold winter air at all.

"I remember it very clearly. I searched for a long time that day, from day to night." Emmerich lowered his head, touched his lovely sister in his arms, and a warm smile appeared on his face: "Suddenly, a baby cried, and I found Chris there."

"She was so small, curled up in the snow, her whole face was frozen blue."

"Many people froze to death that year. Logically, it was impossible for the baby to survive, but Chris was really tenacious and she survived."

"I think this is a miracle bestowed by the Divine Emperor!"

Emmerich gently hugged Chris, a cheerful smile on his face, scratching his head and said, "Mr. Alvin, am I talking too much? Sorry, I just suddenly want to talk."

"No, you're great, Emmerich."

After listening to the story of the brother and sister, Alvin felt sincere admiration for them.

An eight-year-old child, with his non-blood-related sister, spent eight difficult years in the lower nest. How many difficulties did he encounter during that time?

"Hehe, actually not really, Mr. Alvin." Emmerich, who was praised, touched his nose shyly: "I just think that Chris's survival must be a gift from His Majesty the Divine Emperor. It is a gift from His Majesty to me."

That night, Emmerich talked a lot about him and his sister.

It can be heard that he really likes his sister and always mentions the Divine Emperor.

Late at night, Emmerich hugged his sister, curled up in the corner of the alley, covered with some cardboard, and fell into a deep sleep.

The brother and sister were leaning against each other in their sleep, with the corners of their lips slightly raised, and it seemed that they were having a sweet dream.

Alvin, curled up in the corner, always felt like he had overlooked something, but he couldn't remember what it was.

Never mind, it shouldn't be anything important.

He fell into a deep sleep.

In the dark, I seemed to see that pale and cold sun again.

"8!"

A number resonated in his heart. On the third day, it was time to leave.

Although their time together was brief, Alvin sympathized with the siblings.

But he knew very well that he did not have the ability to take them to Zhongshen. Even if he used the remaining gold bars to buy a place, he would have to wait at least three more days.

But the problem is that the cult won't give him that much time. Alvin must go to the center nest as soon as possible to seek the power to break the impasse.

"I'm leaving."

Alvin stretched his stiff body and turned to look at the brother and sister in the corner.

"Thank you, Mr. Alvin."

Emmerich solemnly led his sister and bowed deeply to him: "In the future, we will definitely repay your kindness."

"A parting gift. I hope you can protect yourself well." After hesitating for a long time, Alvin handed them the old laser gun and instructed: "This gun has a problem with aiming, so it must be used at close range. In the near future, try not to go to crowded places, understand?"

That was all he could do for the poor brother and sister.

The rest is up to them.

Alvin put on his black robe again, said goodbye to the brother and sister, and left the alley.

"May the Emperor bless you, Mr. Alvin!"

From behind came Emmerich's childish and sincere blessing.

God bless you?

Alvin couldn't help but smile as he listened.

If the emperor could wake up, the first thing he would do would probably be to overthrow the state religion.

But, he also sent blessings to the brother and sister in his heart: May the Emperor of God bless you.

"The situation seems to be getting more tense."

As soon as he stepped into the black market, Alvin noticed a tense atmosphere in the air.

In the past, even though there were few people in the black market, it was never so desolate. Looking around, there were almost no stalls and only a few scattered figures left.

The cult seemed to be developing faster than expected. Alvin took a deep breath and quickened his pace.

He knocked on the iron door and it was still the bald man from last time, motioning him to go to the second floor.

Tucker put his legs on the table, a cheap cigarette in his mouth, and glanced at Alvin who had just come up: "Too slow."

"We were delayed a little on the way."

Alvin took off his hood, hesitated for a moment, and asked, "When I came here, I found that there were very few people in the black market. What happened?"

"Oh, what else could it be?"

Tucker lowered his eyes and sneered: "It is said that the scum of the Hammer Gang is going to go to war with other districts."

Sure enough, his guess came true.

Alvin sighed in his heart. The cult began to expand rapidly under the guise of a gang.

In other words, he doesn't have much time left!
"I got you what you wanted."

Tucker lowered his legs and pulled out a large bag from underneath.

Boom!
From the sound, you can tell that the thing inside is definitely not light, and it is shaking so much that the table is wailing.

Then Tucker unzipped the bag and laid out the items one by one until the entire table was filled, then he stopped.

"A bolt gun, a standard model for the Astra Militarum. It's a bit old, but believe me, it's worth having!"

"Two fragmentation grenades, good stuff I found, with a killing range of ten meters!"

"Three high-concentration compressed energy batteries. This thing is the cheapest and easiest to get among these things."

"Ten nutritional supplements and twenty energy bars!"

"Of course, the most important thing is the standard-style carapace. Even though it lacks bulletproof plates and has some bullet marks on it, it will definitely not be a problem to resist ordinary bullets!"

Alvin was stunned, staring at the things on the table, too shocked to speak.

Are these things something that a Downnesider can get?!
What is a surprise? This is a surprise!

(End of this chapter)