2: Chapter 2: Owes One Trillion

One, followed by many zeros.

Xia Xingchen counted: ones, tens, hundreds, thousands, ten thousands, hundred thousands, millions, ten millions, hundreds of millions, billions, ten billions, hundred billions, trillions.

One trillion.

What the hell, are you kidding me? One trillion in debt!

Oh my god, did I just mess with the Emperor's hook?

The Emperor hates me so much that he directly burdened me with a one trillion loan.

Xia Xingchen could only look at the technology he possessed.

[Immortal Nanites]

Xia Xingchen then stretched out his hand, and the next second, a cluster of black particles appeared in his palm.

What's the use of this?

Damn it, it really fits the Warhammer world. Even the system is like this, giving items but not telling you how to use them.

Just then, Nuwa, who was beside him, spoke:

[Master, is this some kind of nanite technology?]

Xia Xingchen nodded upon hearing this, expressing helplessly:

"I still don't know what it does."

Upon hearing this, Nuwa immediately filtered through her internal data and quickly summarized the possible technical applications of nanites:

[Master, according to my data:

First, nanite technology is highly likely to enable rapid construction of production lines and manufacturing of products;

Second, it can be used to modify entire planets, or certain items, through nanite transformation;

Third, nanite materials can grant you powerful self-protection abilities and eternal life, ensuring your safety.]

Nuwa stated her understanding of nanite materials from her database, as well as conjectures about their future use.

Upon hearing Nuwa's words, Xia Xingchen quickly tightened his grip, clenching his hand into a fist.

The nanite particles were squeezed in his palm.

The next second, a knife appeared out of thin air in Xia Xingchen's hand.

Immediately after, Xia Xingchen opened his hand, and these nanite materials quickly attached to Xia Xingchen's clothes, replacing his original flight suit.

What appeared next was a black, form-fitting suit.

The two abilities Nuwa mentioned had been verified; next was its construction and production capabilities.

Xia Xingchen opened his hand again, and with a thought.

The nanite materials seemed to have a consciousness, quickly gathering together and soon forming a small mechanical arm.

Xia Xingchen concentrated, forming a conveyor belt in front of him, and the mechanical arm quickly moved back and forth, gripping air on the conveyor belt.

This fully proved that nanites could perform basic production operations.

Xia Xingchen breathed a sigh of relief:

"Thankfully, the technology given is awesome. I now have a foothold in this cesspit."

However, it must be used in a hidden place.

The Imperium of Man opposes nanite technology.

At this moment, the ship members awakened by Nuwa also arrived at the bridge.

Yu Xingchen gave the order.

"Return to your stations and start this battleship."

Upon hearing this, the crew members immediately returned to their operating positions.

As one operational procedure after another was executed, the antimatter engine glowed with a dark golden light in the dark universe.

Xia Xingchen then turned his attention back to the chat group.

At this time, the chat group had transformed from initial chaos into cries for help.

Many people had landed in unfavorable locations, appearing in Ork territory, Dark Eldar territory, and even the core regions of humanity. These individuals were uniformly treated as threats by other factions.

The warhammer 40k world is exactly like this; there is no negotiation or communication. When encountering hostile and unknown forces, it's direct annihilation.

Just then, the system released a new announcement:

[Detecting player casualties, their acquired technology units have returned to the system store and are now available to everyone. Please shop within the specified time.]

[By the way, players can also plunder each other's technology!]

Xia Xingchen looked at this announcement and inwardly complained furiously:

This is truly insane. The last sentence of the system clearly wants to incite conflict and make players kill each other.

At this moment, the public chat group had completely exploded. Xia Xingchen watched the messages scrolling rapidly, almost too fast to read.

Soon, the system took action and immediately banned thousands of users.

[Repetitive messages are prohibited in the public chat group.]

[To ensure a good chat experience for players, from now on, each person can send a maximum of ten messages per day. Private messages are not affected.]

After seeing this, the message sending speed in the chat group instantly slowed down. Someone sent a message:

[That's not right, there are even restrictions on sending messages.]

[Who says it isn't? What do we do now?]

[What can we do? If you're loyal to the Emperor, go fight Chaos. If you're loyal to Chaos, go fight the Imperium. Alright, I'm off to Crusade the Galaxy.]

Many people looked at this message and felt that complaining now was useless. It would be better to start their battleships and see what they could do.

[Good luck, everyone.]

[Good luck, everyone.]

[Good luck, everyone.]

Xia Xingchen looked at these final chat blessings.

After this farewell, the next time they meet, players might become sworn enemies.

"Master, are you listening?"

Xia Xingchen heard Nuwa's voice and immediately looked up, only to see Nuwa's holographic projection almost touching his face.

"What's wrong? Is something the matter?"

Nuwa saw this and immediately deduced: the Master had not heard the question posed earlier at all.

"Where should we go?"

Nuwa repeated the question and opened a virtual star map in front of Xia Xingchen.

The star map was completely dark, with only one place flickering with light.

"Where is that? Why is only that one flickering?"

"Apologies, I have no information on this area, I only know that energy fluctuations are coming from this planet."

Xia Xingchen glanced at the surrounding darkness and had no other choice.

"Proceed there at full speed."

As Nuwa was about to give the order, she suddenly remembered something:

"Master, you haven't named this battleship yet."

"dream star."

"Understood, dream star, full speed ahead."