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  Chapter 1: The Scavenger

  Alvin's eyes went dark, as if he was sinking into an icy abyss, his whole body numb and stiff.

  In a trance, it seemed as if there was a cold, pale sun, shining brightly, like a dazzling ring of stars, frozen in the dark void.

  My eyelids felt heavy as if they were locked, and my head felt dizzy and swollen as if I had a hangover.

  It took him a long time before he finally opened his eyes.

  "Where is this?" He looked around in confusion.

  The dark and damp alleys were filled with smelly garbage.

  There were crisscrossed pipes above my head, like a spider web. I couldn't see any sunlight at all. The oppressive air was filled with a pungent stench!

  A huge amount of dust and haze floated in the gray air. With just a breath, I could feel my lungs were covered with mud.

  "Cough, cough, cough."

  Alvin was not used to such a harsh environment and was coughing violently.

  "I'm talking to you, and you're pretending to be deaf, right?!"

  The voice full of violence was like thunder, making his head buzz and instantly bringing his thoughts back to reality.

  He raised his head, and what came into view was a frightening face. A hideous scar ran diagonally across the entire face, cutting off the brow bone and lips. The face was twisted like a worm with an angry expression, and a scarlet and cruel look was flowing in the cold eyes.

  "Give me a reply!"

  The scarred man raised his foot without warning and kicked him in the chest like a heavy artillery.

  Bang!

  The huge force almost killed Alvin.

  He was kicked and flew backwards, hitting the sewer pipe hard.

  The pipe was broken by the impact, and disgusting sewage gushed out, and an even more pungent smell spread.

  The scarred man stepped forward, stepped on Alvin, and put the knife full of notches directly on his neck.

  "If you can't hand over three more supplies tomorrow, I don't mind killing you!" The scarred man bent down, with a fierce and greedy look in his eyes, as if he was looking at a beast: "Did you hear me clearly? Brat, don't let me repeat it a third time!"

  Looking at the broken edge of the blade on the neck, it was covered with dark brown clots left after the blood solidified.

  There is no doubt that the other party is a ruthless character who kills without blinking an eye, and I don't know how many lives he has taken!

  Adhering to the idea that one has to bow his head when under someone's roof, Alvin took a deep breath and said decisively: "I'm sorry, I was wrong. I will definitely hand over the supplies on time tomorrow!"

  The scarred man put away his knife, glanced fiercely at him, and spat a mouthful of thick phlegm to the side: "If it weren't for those bastards from the Hammer Gang who made us short of manpower now, I would have chopped you to pieces with one blow."

  After saying these harsh words, the scarred man turned and left, leaving Alvin alone in the dark and damp alley.

  After returning from a near-death experience, Alvin's confused and rigid thoughts suddenly became clear.

  Then, fragmented memories were violently stuffed into his brain like a tide, without any foreplay at all!

  The exploding pain was as if someone had pierced his pituitary gland with a chisel and stirred it violently. Alvin clenched his teeth tightly, veins bulging in his temples, and tried hard to control himself from making any sound.

  Take a deep breath, take a deep breath. Fortunately, the severe pain came and disappeared quickly.

  After returning to normal, Alvin took off the inferior gas mask on his face and looked at the densely arranged pipes above his head. The last glimmer of hope in his eyes disappeared!

  Good news, he has traveled through time and space to Terra.

  Bad news, it's Holy Terra.

  This is the Warhammer Universe!

  A crazy universe where all races are willing to go completely hysterical just to survive!

  There are extreme militarism, crazy people, crazy people, extreme racial xenophobia, etc., a series of horrors that are enough to scare away the army of people traveling from the starting point.

  War is the eternal theme of this universe.

  Every life existing in this universe is like swimming the butterfly stroke in a cesspool. It is not a competition of who can swim farther, but who gets choked to death first.

  Although he couldn't see his face, Alvin was sure of it.

  His current expression, to use the words of netizens, is probably like a fart spirit whose toes have been stepped on!

  The original name of this body is Alvin, a scavenger in the lower nest of a hive world within the territory ruled by the human empire.

  To put it in layman's terms, he is actually a garbage man at the bottom of the society.

  "Are you kidding me?"

  Alvin, who had digested the memory, collapsed to the ground like mud, with no life in his eyes: "I just went to have my wisdom teeth removed, how come I was thrown into this damn place when I woke up!"

  Did he do something against the will of heaven or something that angered the gods and the people in his previous life?  

  What kind of bullshit tooth extraction can be brought to the Warhammer universe?

  But no matter how much he complained, after venting his anger and waiting for his mood to improve a little, Alvin had no choice but to face reality.

  The scarred man just now is a member of a gang called 'Blood Axe Gang' in Xiachao. He is usually responsible for collecting protection fees from them.

  In the Warhammer universe, even if you are the lowest level trash man, you still have to pay "protection fees".

  But during this period of time, I heard that the Blood Axe Gang and the Iron Hammer Gang, for some unknown reason, were about to beat their brains out.

  The Blood Axe Gang suffered heavy casualties, so they tripled the protection fee!

  Did anyone resist?

  Of course there were, but without exception, they all had their heads chopped off by the Blood Axe Gang as a warning to others.

  However, it is obvious that Alvin, as a low-level scavenger, often goes hungry for nine meals in three days and has no food to eat. How can he have any extra "supplies" to hand over?

  But if he can't hand it over, Alvin's fate will be either to be dragged away to feed the genetically modified dogs raised by the Blood Axe Gang, or to be used as the next warning.

  Forced into a desperate situation, Alvin finally decided to take the risk and go to the garbage dump in the southeast of the Lower Nest, which was under the influence of the Hammer Gang, intending to steal something.

  However, his luck was too bad. Just as he picked up something that seemed to be very valuable, Alvin ran into members of the Hammer Gang. They were talking to a man covered in a black robe. Because they were too far away, he couldn't hear clearly, but he could vaguely hear words like "skull" and "sacrifice".

  Then, Alvin was discovered!

  Just a glance from the man in the black robe gave him a splitting headache, as if there were twisted, evil, and chaotic whispers.

  It was as if thousands of red-hot steel needles were pierced into the brain and were stirring violently.

  Alvin was in great pain, but he managed to hold on to a bit of rationality and escaped from the garbage dump, until he came to this alley, where his soul was completely crushed.

  When Alvin woke up again, his soul had been replaced by that of a young man from the 2K era.

  "From now on, I am Alvin."

  Alvin murmured as the two's memories merged, no longer able to distinguish one from the other.

  He lowered his head and looked at the torn bag around his waist.

  Hidden inside was the 'thing' that his predecessor had exchanged his life for. He opened the dirty bag and saw a watch.

  Due to the corrosion of the external environment, the metal of the watch strap was covered with rust, and the joints were almost broken, and the dial was covered with a layer of dirty black dirt.

  "Can this thing be used to pay for protection?"

  Alvin had several black lines on his forehead. If he threw this thing on the ground, no one would want it. If he really wanted to use it as collateral, it would probably be chopped into pieces and fed to dogs on the spot.

  After all, this is something that my predecessor exchanged his life for, and it would be too unfair to throw it away.

  "May God bless me, that's not right. May the Emperor bless me!"

  Holding on to the last glimmer of hope, Alvin wet his sleeve with the dirty water, and then carefully and gently wiped the dirt off the dial.

  After the black dirt is wiped off, the exquisite dial is revealed.

  Alvin looked at the dial and was immediately shocked by its sophisticated and complex structure. Countless gears of different sizes were nested together, and the mechanical structure was full of artistic beauty. The outer bezel did not show the time, but some engravings that he could not understand at all.

  "What on earth is this?"

  Alvin was staring at the precise dial when he was lost in thought. Suddenly, something strange happened to the dial!

  Click-click.

  The dial, which was originally still, suddenly started to turn.

  With the crisp and dull sound of mechanical operation, countless gears in the center of the dial turned one after another, and then suddenly turned to the other side.

  The center dial is dark and deep, as if engraved with some words, which are lit up in sequence.

  A mechanical voice sounded in Alvin's mind.

  [Dear navigator, would you like to go to the new world? ]

  [Beep, beep, warning! Low energy! ]

  [Current stock. 0.1 standard unit]

  [The inter-time and space device is activated, requiring 100 standard units of energy! ]

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  (End of this chapter)