Forty thousand years later, he became a god in the warp

"Are you sure you want to investigate it yourself?" Caroline asked.

Lin Heng nodded and continued to search for weapons in the armory.

“It’s not just for myself, it’s for my companions, so I have to go.

Oh, by the way, I asked you before about magic, or psychic power. What is that thing?"

Caroline sighed and said, "You are right. You can think of it as magic, but there is a price to pay for using this thing, and the creditors are the demons in the warp. Every time you use psychic power, it will attract their attention. They will keep whispering in your ears until they seduce you to become their loyal servant."

Lin Heng was shocked when he heard this. This... isn't this talking about me? When I was in the hospital, someone was talking in my dream. Is that light ball a demon?

"Then...how can we learn to use psychic power? What is psychic power used for?" Lin Heng asked hurriedly.

"Don't even think about it. Psychic power is something that only exists or doesn't exist. In other words, it's something you're born with, even if it's something you don't awaken until later in life. It's impossible for someone who doesn't have it to learn psychic power.

Even if you awaken your psychic powers and do not go crazy due to the fluctuations in the warp, you will most likely be caught by me, taken to prison, and wait for the arrival of the black ship."

"you?"

Lin Heng didn't quite believe it. After all, he had seen that kind of lightning before. Even if Caroline was very skilled, she would still be electrocuted if she didn't wear insulating clothing.

Caroline smiled and said, "Do you remember the mission when I first met you?"

"Um...investigation...the factory collapse and the cult?"

"Yes, you also know the horror of those psychics. They have various forms of abilities, such as lightning, fire, healing, purification, and some powerful psychics can even mobilize their power to lift boulders weighing several tons and throw them out.

But when they see me, they can't use any psychic power. I am a negative psychic, which means that psychic power can't affect me, and even around me, they can't use their psychic power. This is why I was sent to the bottom nest and now command the battle. "Caroline said that she was a little proud.

Lin Heng finally understood why he always felt a vague sense of depression when he was with Caroline. He thought there was something wrong with his lungs. It turned out that his abilities were blocked by Caroline.

Lin Heng was glad that he asked a few more questions, as he still had a lot to learn.

"Then why are these psychics being arrested? Is it because they are dangerous? Um...are they making deals with demons? What are the Black Ships?"

"It's hard to say, but basically, unregistered psykers are easily corrupted by Chaos, that is, the demons in the warp. You have also seen those who believe in cults. After all, psykers are too few in number, so they are considered valuable assets, and there will be special ships to recover them.

That is what I call the black ships. It is hard to say what their specific purpose is, but I heard that many ships need their help, so their status must not be very low. Anyway, there are both good and bad ones. "

Lin Heng thought about it and it made sense. He had seen tens of thousands of people, but only two psychics, one of whom was himself. Such a scarce talent would definitely be sought after by every place.

"Is there any place that specifically teaches them? You can't just keep someone if they are obedient and burn them as firewood if they are troublemakers, right?"

"That depends on what the people on the black ship say. What? Are you a psychic?" Caroline said as her left hand reached for the pistol at her waist.

"Don't get excited, don't get excited. I really want to be a psychic, but who knows that I can't become one even if I want to. What a bad fate." Lin Heng said with a sigh.

Caroline still looked at Lin Heng, staring at him so hard that he felt a chill down his spine.

"If you encounter a psychic on the battlefield, it's best to leave as far away as possible. Once they die, it will cause a psychic riot. In mild cases, it will just be a powerful explosion, but in severe cases, a subspace crack will be created. At that time, an endless stream of demons will appear. This is no joke!"

Caroline's eyes gradually dimmed as she spoke, as if she was recalling some not-so-nice memories.

Lin Heng pursed his lips and nodded. He really had to be careful. He was really confused about the situation, but fortunately the information was gradually coming to light. So he smiled and said:

"Hehehe, beautiful lady Caroline, can you lend me some more money?"

...

Lin Heng thought of Caroline's gradually cold face. That feeling was even more terrifying than her touching the gun, but fortunately the other party still borrowed 8,000 credit points to solve his urgent problem.

Lin Heng drove his motorcycle across the elevated bridge of Shangchao. The bright lights and revelry he saw at this moment were not the beauty of the time, but a further step towards decadence.

Lin Heng stopped his motorcycle and looked towards the hotel. Bad memories came to his mind, but for the sake of intelligence, Lin Heng still bit the bullet and stepped into it. He found Russell through the guard on duty. Unexpectedly, the other party was promoted during this period and now became the captain of one of the teams.

"Brother! You are finally back. How is life in the suburbs? Are there frequent wars over there? Wait a minute? Why do I feel like you've grown taller?" Russell said in surprise.

"That's not a life for human beings. Come on! I'll treat you to a meal and we can talk while we eat!"

"If you come, I can even let you treat me! I know a place with fair prices. Most importantly, the wine they sell is homemade and very strong!"

So the two of them came to a tavern behind a low wall, which was also called the "Low Wall" tavern.

Lin Heng ordered the signature wine and meat, and the two of them had a great conversation. Lin Heng also took the opportunity to put forward his request, hoping that Russell could help him find out the situation of the transport guild.

Russell slammed the table and said:

"Isn't this a coincidence? This tavern specializes in buying and selling information. They can find out exactly what color underwear the lord wears. Of course, the price is quite expensive. But you can also provide useful information. If the price is right, the other party will even give you money!

Of course, you must not lie. If it is fake news, then their various spies in the upper nest will be targeting you."

"Is there such a place? Any information can be bought and sold?" Lin Heng thought about it and wondered what valuable information he could have.

So Russell took Lin Heng to the kitchen. The chef at the door stopped them and asked:

"Hey! The kitchen is a restricted area and you can't enter it without permission!"

"Get lost! You're looking for a low wall!" Russell had drunk some wine and his temper got worse. What's more, my elder brother is by my side, so why should I be afraid of you?

Seeing that the other party was extremely arrogant and was here to attack the "low wall", the chef snorted coldly and let the other party pass.

After walking through the miscellaneous items, the two walked to the iron gate. Russell knocked on the door, and the window on the door opened. A pair of eyes stared at the two and shouted:

"What are you talking about? You've taken the wrong path!" After saying that, he closed the window with a bang.

Russell was not in a hurry. He walked forward and knocked on the target twice more.

"You said you took the wrong path, but how come you are still addicted! Are you looking for death?" With a swish, the window opened again, and this time what came out was the black muzzle of a gun.

"Go to Aiqiang to buy information. My elder brother has important intelligence!" Russell said, and stuffed something into the other party's gun.

The man took back the pistol and chuckled twice. Then Lin Heng heard the sound of metal machinery running, and the iron door in front of him moved into the wall.

"Come in, but you have to hand in your weapons," said the guard.

So the two men handed over their weapons and followed the guards deeper into the corridor.

After passing through the dim tunnel-like corridor, a feeling of returning to Earth suddenly came to Lin Heng's heart, because the environment in front of him had a feeling of a courtyard.

Although the artificial lake, rockery, pavilions and towers have no fixed style, they do have a familiar feeling. The sound of flowing water under the bridge also calmed Lin Heng's mood a little.

In the pavilion, a man in a long robe with his hair tied up in a bun was drinking some kind of tea. Lin Heng, who was used to performing rituals for the salvation of souls, suddenly felt that the man looked a little out of place, as if he did not fit in with the entire city.

The man did not look at the two of them, but just sipped the tea in the cup and said quietly:

"Lin Heng, born in the Lower Nest, once joined the Blood Hand Clan in the middle level. After the Upper Nest Hive City Conference, he was arrested for some reason. He participated in the gladiatorial arena in prison and performed well, which attracted the attention of Madam Hera. But then he joined the Third Barracks of the Transport Guild through a conscription order.

As a result, he was attacked by a large number of looters during his first mission, and now he has returned to the Hive City. He disappeared for a month. I guess he was injured in the battle, so he recuperated for a while. So now you come to me, what news do you want to buy or sell?"

The man spoke slowly and described Lin Heng's situation in detail. He only briefly mentioned some of the situations and only described the surface, but this really surprised Lin Heng.

After all, the doctor had already taken out the chip from his body because he was afraid that someone would use that thing to target him. He didn't know whether it had that function or not, but Lin Heng was now an illegal immigrant again. At least in terms of information, he was invisible.

But I didn't expect that someone could investigate him so clearly. Is it necessary to pay so much attention to an ordinary person?

The other party seemed to have guessed Lin Heng's thoughts, laughed twice and said:

“All information is useful. As long as you use it well, it will become your sharpest weapon, because words can hurt people the most!”

*, how come a philosopher came? This thing has to follow his meaning. Who teaches whom in the nest? Lin Heng thought, but he couldn't neglect him for the sake of face, so he said:

"That's right Mr. Shortwall, can I trade information for information?"

"Of course, as long as your information is valuable. It's not something like the minister's death."