Captain, your ship has exploded again.

Calgary was having a bit of a headache about Zhang Xun's arrival.

It wasn't that he didn't need support, but rather that Zhang Xun, who suddenly appeared, clearly didn't belong to any faction.

However, his appearance would inevitably attract the attention of the Agammenus family, the Eighth Underworld, and the State Religion.

Regardless of which side gains Zhang Xun's fleet, it will shatter the already fragile balance, which is something he doesn't want to see.

However, Zhang Xun's identity is too sensitive. He is an old nobleman from the 30K era, which is a fatal attraction for the current Agamunus family.

They have been in decline for too long and desperately need strong support, while Zhang Xun's mobile fortress can stand against hundreds of traitor warships in space.

Whether it was the Mechanicus, who were interested in machines, or Agamenus, who was also a nobleman, they were like bones placed in front of a hound.

Even if they can't get it, they'll still try to take a bite.

But for Calgary, this very issue of each person getting a bite could very likely cause this old man from ten thousand years ago to turn against him.

In the eyes of Calgary, who possesses extreme political sensitivity and strategic talent, Zhang Xun is nothing more than a piece of ant meat coated with deadly poison.

In addition to poisoning his allies, he will also drag all of humanity on Vigilant Planet down with him.

However, he had to meet this eternally youthful and handsome man before he could decide whether to eliminate Zhang Xun.

Yes, Calgary had already decided to kill Zhang Xun even before he met him. Having just completed his treatment, he could not afford to show weakness at this time.

As the doors to the council hall opened, Zhang Xun and the others arrived at the somewhat dilapidated council hall.

The ruins here are not caused by time, but by a battle that took place not long ago; many places still bear the traces of that battle.

Wang Ge looked up at the dilapidated dome above him; the enormous hole seemed to proclaim the sheer size of the demonic engine that had entered.

While Wang Ge was surprised by the demon's power, Calga was more interested in this guy who could look directly at the sky.

Because at this moment, under the influence of the Great Rift, any mortal who glances at the sky above the Warning Star will be haunted by demonic whispers.

Calgar's 'Hand of Altramor' involuntarily clenched.

He didn't say anything to warn him, mainly because he wanted to see if this audacious person would be corrupted by the demon.

Calga's actions, of course, did not escape the notice of his guards, and several Ultramarines involuntarily adjusted the muzzle of their guns.

One attack is enough; they don't want a second one.

Compared to the actions of Calgary and others, the Senate, which he had consolidated, did not dare to make a sound for the time being.

To understand the current situation on Vigilant Star, even if Calgar, as the supreme commander, killed one of them on the spot, it would be considered cunning if he reported it to his superiors, and their deaths would have been in vain.

This resulted in neither side speaking when Zhang Xun entered the council chamber.

'Holy crap, what is that old bastard Calga doing? Did he bring us here just to watch monkeys?'

At this moment, Zhang Xun was already cursing the original Space Marines on the other side to death.

Don't be fooled by Calgar's title as Chapter Commander; he's also Tytus's superior. If he angers Zhang Xun and Sun Hui, he'll just kill him. Anyway, we don't know where Tytus is being held right now.

If you don't believe Calgary can match the combat power of an 800-meter-class warship, a point-blank antimatter cannon will still blast it to smithereens.

More than ten minutes had passed since he entered the room. Zhang Xun tried to speak, "What did the commander of the battle group call me here for?"

Upon hearing Zhang Xun's question, Calgary finally turned his gaze away from Wang Ge.

This small movement made Zhang Xun notice something unusual.

Could it be that the white-haired Calga likes Wang Ge's type? Theoretically older (fake) than him, but actually looks younger?

It's no wonder Zhang Xun misunderstood; Calga's attitude towards Tetus was quite strange.

Don't talk about loyalty or combat effectiveness. With so many people in the Extreme Battle Group, achieving platoon-level loyalty is not a problem. As for combat effectiveness...

No matter how strong Titus is, the Ultramarines still rely on teamwork; a lone soldier can't do anything, except for the Primarch and the Emperor, who are overpowered.

"Mr. Zhang Xun, I heard that you got lost in the warp after an accident while returning to the warning planet after completing your purchase?"

Seeing the slightly puzzled look on Calgary's face, Zhang Xun knew that the old man was bluffing him.

As someone skilled in both literature and martial arts, it's impossible for Calga to be unable to control even a small facial expression.

"Yes, when I was in 001.M31, I had just finished exploring a planet and suppressing the natives there. The fleet was carrying some special products and was planning to bring them here for trade. I don't know how I got here. I got into a fight as soon as I came out. Do we have a repair shop here? I need some spare parts."

Calgary was not interested in what Zhang Xun was saying.

On the contrary, it was the goods that Zhang Xun brought that he wanted most.

"Oh, I wonder what you, as a wandering merchant, plan to sell?"

Seeing Zhang Xun turn around and pretend to ask Natal for money, Karga stopped him.

"Oh, right, I forgot to tell you, because of the war, supplies on Vigilant Planet are now under control, and many supplies are temporarily not available for trade."

Bah! What a load of rubbish about not trading with outsiders! This desert planet has lost two important water sources, and a large amount of resources have been taken away by those idiot nobles.

In the current situation, even if the Agammenus family were to pay, they might not be able to buy anything from you.

"Oh, really! That's a shame. The goods I brought were just some cheap food and water. I was hoping to make a big profit by taking advantage of their rarity."

Despite the Warhammer universe's warp extermination order, the food available is truly a mixed bag.

For the poorest people, being able to eat corpse starch was a luxury; they ate algae, mushrooms, and even strange creatures that grew in dark environments.

It was food for the weak and powerless people at the bottom of the city.

These things are all accompanied by extremely high levels of pollution. After all, the environment at the very bottom of the Nest City is so bad that giving them the garbage dump of the original universe would be like giving them paradise.

Japan dumping nuclear wastewater is nothing compared to what's to come from; chemical toxins, metal waste, and radioactive debris are considered relatively harmless.

The things thrown by organizations like the Cult of Machines are the ones that can actually kill people.

Yes, the chemical venom and other substances mentioned above are basically just considered polluted water to ordinary humans in Warhammer 40K.

In the Warhammer universe, there is no shortage of madmen, including the common Machina Cult and the rarely mentioned bio-corporations.

You heard right, various biochemical companies.

Umbrella's small Karami are basically no match for the bio-engineered fish fry in Warhammer.

Zombies, something that even ordinary people are almost immune to in the space age, are at the very bottom of the food chain in the Nest City's bottom nest environment.

For a city that is roughly the size of the entire country of a goose, if a million people don't die every day, it's like the city's criminals are on vacation.

The biological weapons purchased by these underworld gangs, which they fight amongst themselves, could wipe out the population of an entire state if thrown onto Earth in the old days.

If you throw Biohazard Li Sanguang into the bottom nest, he might not even survive three seconds.

The people of Dichao are all in tears if I say too much.

Basically, apart from agricultural planets, most planets in Warhammer lack food, not because they can't produce it, but because aristocratic capital has hoarded resources.

The food in Zhang Xun's armor, aside from what's needed for the Marines, is basically unlimited. As for the organic food his team members eat, Anke could buy dozens of slaves in the Nest City.

Because these fruits are extinct here.

Calga said in a nonchalant tone, "Oh, food and water! Food still has some use, but why bother with such a pointless act as transporting water?"

This wasn't Karl's intention to get involved; rather, it meant he suspected Zhang Xun.

In the space age, water is the most abundant resource, and the only ones who lack it are the lower classes. These lower classes include everyone except nobles and imperial soldiers. Even if you are a wealthy person, you will still be thirsty on the current warning planet.

Zhang Xun took out a tablet and said, "Because these fruits need a lot of water, and the environment requires temperature regulation, we can't use recycled water, etc. The main purpose of transporting water is to keep them fresh and ensure the fruit trees survive normally."

Calga rubbed his head; he was truly fed up with the extravagance of these nobles, even though the one in front of him could help him solve his problem.

Upon hearing Zhang Xun's description, the eyes of these nobles, who had run out of money, lit up.

'Another rare fruit has appeared. It would be even better if we could sell some other items from the 30K era.'

This is the sentiment of all nobles.

If Zhang Xun could hear this, he would definitely say: "Damn you rotten parasites, you shit!"