Traveling through time, I'm making pancakes in Warhammer

Half a Terran moon later, in the hive city of Kalimdor, the middle zone.

It was raining condensation outside again.

During this time, Howard had probably figured out the pattern of rain.

The prerequisite for rain is that there must be sufficient water vapor in the air, and the source of water vapor is the factories deeper in the hive. For some unknown reason, the exhaust gas containing a large amount of water vapor in the hive factories is directly discharged to the outside world.

Roughly every six hours, the entire city would tremble slightly. After the tremor, a gust of hot, moist wind would blow across the streets, and the moisture in the wind would condense into fine droplets outside the glass windows. This cycle would repeat a dozen times until the air reached saturation. Then, one night when the outside temperature dropped, a heavy rain would fall.

Thanks to this genius design, the middle level of the hive city constantly maintains a vibrant and vibrant scene. Moss and mushrooms grow everywhere, mold grows on the walls, and countless worms and slugs make their homes in nooks and crannies. These insects feed larger rodents, which in turn become food for higher-level animals and even scavengers, forming a strange cycle.

Howard also figured out Arabelle's pattern these days. Arabelle would return here to spend the night before nine o'clock, and bring Howard some food of unknown origin. Sometimes it was a sandwich with some calories left in it, sometimes it was a pie that was so sweet that it was cloying, or simply a whole fruit. There was another time when Arabelle brought back a big box filled with a lot of food and even more alcoholic beverages.

Howard glanced at the clock on the wall and saw that the hands had already passed twelve o'clock.

But Arabelle hasn't returned today.

When in doubt, Howard pulled out the Om Messiah.

"Can you confirm Arabelle's current location?"

Om Messiah paused for a moment before answering, "Master, within my range, I can't detect any signals from Miss Arabelle."

So Howard continued to wait. If Arabelle didn't come back, the safety of this place would not be guaranteed.

He sat there until one or two in the morning. When Howard couldn't stop nodding because of sleepiness, the Ohm Messiah in his pocket suddenly vibrated.

"Master, a weak signal from Miss Arabelle has been detected nearby."

Howard suddenly woke up and asked quickly, "Where is it?"

Om Messiah projected a map and marked the location. "Reply Master, Miss Arabelle is approximately three kilometers away from you."

Then Om Messiah said, "Miss Arabelle's vital signs are very weak now. She may need your help."

Howard: "Show me the way."

Ohm Messiah: "Master, please wait, we are preparing your vehicle."

When Om Messiah said this, a modified car parked in a garage in a block about five kilometers away from Arabel's residence suddenly started its engine. Then, without anyone controlling it, the car crashed through the iron door of the garage and rushed out of the underground garage, leaving its owner dumbfounded.

About a minute later, the car stopped in front of Arabel's building and the driver's door was opened.

Howard jumped into the driver's seat, the door closed automatically, the engine power was turned to maximum, and the huge push on his back suddenly pressed Howard onto the seat.

Two minutes later, Howard arrived near Arabel's signal. He got out of the car and followed the guidance of Om Messiah to a half-collapsed abandoned warehouse, and finally found Arabel.

Arabelle sat against the wall. She looked terrible, bloodied and stained, her clothes torn in several places. But even so, she still had an unlit cigarette in her mouth. Her right hand dangled to the ground, an open brass lighter in her palm.

It looked like she had tried to light the cigarette, but perhaps because she had no strength left, she failed.

Howard slowly approached Arabelle, and then he felt a little relieved, because although the amount of blood was a little scary, he could still hear Arabelle's subtle but steady breathing.

But when Howard approached Arabelle, the sound of his footsteps startled Arabelle. She suddenly raised her semi-mechanized left hand, holding a gun, pointed it at Howard and shouted, "Who?!"

But when she saw that the person coming was Howard, her left eye, made of flesh and blood, flickered slightly: "It's you..."

Then she fell to the ground and fainted completely.

ten minutes later.

Howard had a hard time getting Arabelle back to the settlement.

After he got out of the car, the car closed its door again and drove back to the garage where it was originally parked. As for whether this haunted car would scare its owner, that had nothing to do with Howard.

Howard placed Arabelle on the couch where he had been lying, and used Om Messiah to scan her condition.

Om Messiah: "Master, Miss Arabelle currently has three broken bones, one gunshot wound, and two bleeding areas. If she doesn't receive treatment, she will die within three hours."

Howard: "You mean to let me, who only has a superficial knowledge of medicine, perform surgery on her?!"

Om Messiah: "Master, according to my analysis, Miss Arabelle's only fatal injuries are the two bleeding wounds. The bullet itself blocked the muzzle, and the three fractures in her body did not compress any vital organs or blood vessels. If you can stop the bleeding in those two wounds, Miss Arabelle should be able to recover on her own. The remaining minor injuries can be treated after Miss Arabelle regains consciousness."

"OK, I have no problem stopping the bleeding." Howard felt a little relieved after hearing Om Messiah's analysis, but he soon discovered another problem: he had no medical drugs or equipment.

"Master, according to my scan, there is a medical box in this building. The medicines and equipment inside can meet the needs of stopping bleeding." Seeing Howard's worry, Om Messiah said in time.

Howard: "Where?"

Ohm Messiah: "Master, the medical kit is on the second floor, in Miss Arabelle's bedroom."

So Howard hurried up to the second floor and came to Arabelle's room. He turned the doorknob and the door opened.

Howard had originally thought that since the door key was locked, he could see if he could ask Om Messiah and the machine spirit of the door lock to open it. If it couldn't be opened, he would have to kick the door down. It turned out that he was overthinking it.

Opening the bedroom door, Howard tried to remind himself not to look around, but when he took the medical kit from the storage shelf and prepared to go out, he felt something was looking at him.

Howard looked in the direction the gaze was coming from and saw that it was a worn-out teddy bear placed on the bedside.