Chapter 461, New Year in the gap between subspace and physical universe

Chapter 461, New Year in the gap between subspace and physical universe

The steam train slowly drove towards the ground with a creaking sound. The old miner was more excited. He held the ores in his arms tightly, as if he was holding his lover, and also holding the child who was about to be born, his little miner.

He couldn't help but cheer a little more. In fact, this guy was not very old, and even less than one-third of the average life expectancy of the rat people today. It was just that the work in the mine almost exhausted his youth.

He looked old, but in fact he was still young. Although he probably wouldn't live for many years, this was also a very normal situation. Those who worked in the mines basically didn't have many memories of their fathers. Often when they were very young, the overly old father would leave on an unpredictable day.

In fact, this situation can't be entirely blamed on the work in the mines. The planet's own cold climate, the common alcoholism, and the large amount of lead sugar added to the food.

The rats' resistance has indeed reached an extremely exaggerated level, but at the same time, the amount consumed by these guys is really too much.

Dig up the graves of the dead rat miners, and you will find that the bones of these guys are all black.

It's not that no rats have pointed out the harm of eating lead ore, but this problem has never been taken seriously by the rats on this planet 3312.

This planet is not a very large planet. There are a few scattered cities built around minerals, with a total permanent population of only 8 million to 10 million. The level of technology is low, and radios have become a rare good thing. There are no prosperous commercial ports, no endless transport ships, no more other entertainment activities, and even only two months a year will the sun really appear in the sky, instead of being covered by black clouds.

What comes into view is a dead white. This is a planet with no hope. After all the easy-to-mine minerals are mined out, this planet will be abandoned.

In such a situation, how could these guys get rid of alcohol? They drink alcohol when they go to the mines, drink alcohol to keep warm when they leave the mines, drink alcohol to relieve their sorrow when they lose their jobs, and drink alcohol from birth to death. During this period, the black lead sugar will never leave the mottled iron cup containing the wine.

Sweetness is a very rare taste. The rats should not lack sugar. After all, their greenhouse technology has been mature for a long time, but the actual situation is not the case.

At least it is like this on Planet 3122. Without the rat merchants coming and going, without the rat transport ships going back and forth, there is no need to imagine everything.

Poor-quality mushroom wine is very difficult to swallow and bitter without seasoning, and the sweetness brought by lead sugar can neutralize such bitterness very well.

The whole planet is filled with an indescribable decadence and bitterness, but surprisingly, not many rats choose to give up their lives. You know, even in the rat city of the Fortress Star, the capital of the empire, there are many rats who choose to end their lives.

In the lower city, there is a scene called the early execution ground. Every morning, when you open your window, you can see the ratmen hanging themselves on the street.

The situation in the capital of the empire is the same, not to mention the planet 3312. But in fact, unexpectedly, there are not so many liberators on this planet, and they are even extremely rare.

Why? Maybe they never lived to the day when they were really desperate and wanted to die, and they left peacefully.

The low-quality mushroom wine with black lead sugar, the tranquility of death, the despair of death.

It is not surprising that this planet will be targeted by the evil god of the subspace after drinking such wine for a long time.

The steam train is about to arrive at the station. It rushed out of the dark mine cave and brought the old miner back to the surface with a grunting sound. He couldn't wait any longer, so he jumped off the running steam train directly, and then stumbled and ran towards his home step by step.

In the white steam, this old-looking guy ran step by step in the thick snow, leaving a series of footprints.

In the shantytown, a trial knight found a hidden polluted person, a pregnant female ratman, without more mercy, just coldly raised the sweeper flamethrower in his hand.

The hot flames sprayed out.

The desperate wailing sounded, which made the trial knight pause for a moment, but it was only a moment. Just as he was about to take a step, there was a crisp sound, the sound of broken glass. He stepped on something and moved his feet. There was a photo under his feet, a broken photo.

For some reason, the trial knight picked up the photo.

Brushing away the broken glass and black ashes, a young ratman with a very bright smile and a rat girl with a gentle smile and relying on the young ratman appeared in front of him.

Such a photo made his steps completely stop.

In that long-ago vague memory, he seemed to have had such a family before, until the invading subspace monster destroyed everything.

He carefully put away the photo.

In the communication, the voice of his teammates sounded.

"4786, don't pause, everything is for the great Skaven Emperor, for the Skaven Empire!"

The Judgement Knight responded immediately, using those numb and calm words.

"Received, everything is for the great Skaven Emperor, everything is for the Skaven Empire!"

Holding the Sweeper in his hand again, the hot flames tortured every inch of land in this area, and they would clean up all possible infected people.

Another scream sounded.

A numb mutter came out from the heavy power armor.

"This is for more Skavens."

The old mine draft finally returned home, but now there was nothing left in his home, only a ruin wrapped in flames.

He knelt on the ground in despair.

The increasingly weak voice suddenly became excited.

"Go, go, go and see the person you want to see, and then be completely desperate!"

The whisper in the ear was filled with unparalleled excitement. After all, it had been preparing for such a scene for a long time. Along the way, the old mine saw a lot of discordant things.

The destroyed city, the collapsed buildings, the rising flames, and the rat corpses that were dragged together, but these were all ignored in its power.

This poor guy was like a puppet, being pulled forward until he came to this shack area, until he saw his home was set on fire, and everything was reduced to ruins. In order to achieve this effect, it spent a lot of effort and drew the power of the anchor point in the mine.

Of course, there must be something to do this. It wants to see a good show. It wants to descend on this planet. It wants to gnaw on the despair and fear on this planet. It wants to become a god, a real god.

It is close to what it wants, very close, and it is becoming increasingly difficult to suppress itself. The soft whisper at this moment slowly began to twist and mix various voices, whispers, harsh roars, shouts, and shouts.

These subspace spirits, or these guys who greedily want to capture all desires and emotions, their paths are often extremely smooth at the beginning, but the more they go on, the more difficult it becomes.

It is fair, it is impossible to say that all the benefits are occupied by you. You want to become a god of desire, you want to devour all emotions, of course, there is no problem with this, but what is the price? What is the price? The price is that you will also be eroded by these complicated desires, and you will be engulfed by these many thoughts, and you will become confused and crazy.

You want everything, but you may not get everything.

And this is just a small problem that you will encounter when making such a choice. Now, the biggest problem is that this path, as a spread path, has a source and a starting point. If you want to occupy it all, you have to face that source and that starting point. This is a link that the guy who chooses to have it all has to taste on the road to becoming a god.

Such an action is not particularly wise. Perhaps it should be more direct to ask why he has such courage?

But obviously, not all guys know about this. In this era, generally speaking, there are more guys who choose to have it all. This is Du Yuan’s negligence, but it is not surprising that such a problem occurs. After all, Du Yuan is also the first time to be an original god. He hopes that when those dissatisfied guys who choose to have it all explode in front of him one after another like firecrackers when they become gods, he hopes that he can appear calmer at this time.

It's almost time. The day is coming soon. The intelligent races in the physical universe are becoming more and more prosperous. Many desires and thoughts are filling the subspace. The first batch of gods of desire who set foot on this road and reaped the benefits are about to complete their accumulation. It won't be long before it is as lively as the Chinese New Year. One after another, the real gods of desire who want everything are attracted to the gap between the physical universe and the subspace and see Du Yuan, the real original god.

Like firecrackers, they explode one after another. The scene must be extremely spectacular, just like the Chinese New Year.

By the way, perhaps this guy hovering on Planet 3312 at this time is also bound to be exploded like this. It can only be said that greedy guys will always die of greed.

The old mine draft, who was kneeling on the ground, suddenly raised his head and began to mutter to himself.

"Yes! Yes! Maybe she's still okay, no! No! She must be okay!"

Muttering to himself, he ran madly into the sea of ​​fire in front of him. Perhaps he was really lucky, or perhaps there was something interfering in the dark. In the end, he successfully crossed the dangerous and still blazing fire and successfully arrived in front of his home, his former home.

Now, her home has completely turned into a ruin, and the fire has just been extinguished in the ruins.

He was unwilling to give up, and shouted that name like crazy, expecting a response, but what he got in return was only the cold silence.

He was unwilling to accept this reality. He was madly spinning in the ruins like a headless fly. While running, he was tripped by a piece of building debris and fell heavily on the charred ground. His arm was bleeding and a huge cut was made. Blood was flowing out.

But he ignored it. He found it.

In the ruins in front of him, in the cellar where a ray of light came in, a familiar figure curled up. For a moment, he didn't know where he got more strength from, and crawled up.

His hands were just scratching the building debris that blocked the cellar.

He didn't forget to shout.

"Don't be afraid, I'm coming, don't be afraid, don't be afraid, I'm coming!"

He struggled to lift and push down the building debris, and crawled into the tunnel in front of him, but she was no longer in sight. There was only a charred and cold corpse.

He knelt on the ground in despair, tears began to gush out crazily, with snot, he wanted to cry, but he couldn't cry, just opened his mouth wide, his chest kept rising and falling, just like this silent cry.

Why, why, why! He had brought that back, they were obviously not short of money soon, and their child would be born soon.

He knelt on the ground helplessly, sluggish, desperate, numb, just kneeling on the ground like this.

Blood was constantly flowing out of his arm, but he didn't pay attention to it, and let it go. The bag of lead ore he had dug so hard was also thrown away, and he knelt here motionless like this.

At this time, a heavy sound of footsteps sounded, step by step, step by step.

This heavy sound was so hard to ignore, and it was so dazzling in this quiet environment at this time. The desperate old miner raised his head and looked up. A tall figure appeared at the entrance of this cellar, looking down from above.

It was a tall figure, holding an unrecognizable weapon in his hand, wearing heavy armor, with various exquisite patterns engraved on the surface of the armor, and also, there were those cold red eyes.

The two looked at each other, and after a brief look, the tall figure pulled the trigger in his hand towards the old mine draft, and the hot flames sprayed out towards the old mine draft.

At this moment, the numb old mine draft had such a thought in his mind.

"It's you."