A classic red Swiss Army knife, Fu Qinghai was very sure that he was right. It also had the Victorinox cross logo on it.
Fu Qinghai had a complex expression on his face and gently took out the Swiss Army Knife from the drawer. The small folding utility knife felt like a toothpick in his palm.
"Damn, I almost got deceived by you..." Fu Qinghai muttered to himself as he played with the Swiss Army knife in his hand.
The appearance of the aboriginal people on the planet Moradigan is somewhat similar to the Middle Easterners, Arabs, Kurds, and Iranians from the previous life on Earth. The appearance of the "princess" just captured is also the same. At most, it can be considered a A relatively beautiful Middle Eastern beauty, so Fu Qinghai didn't think much about it.
Now it seems like bullshit "princess".
She is clearly a reincarnator!
Women are indeed born actors. Fu Qinghai's sad and angry speech just now made Fu Qinghai feel a little sympathetic to her... Now it seems that she is not seeking revenge, but she clearly wants to kill an Astartes to earn assimilation points!
Fu Qinghai clicked his tongue twice, thinking: I have been in the Warhammer 40K universe for so long, and finally met my first reincarnator. I almost forgot the fact that I am also a reincarnator.
The only reason to blame is that the world background of Warhammer 40K is too grand. Thousands and tens of thousands of reincarnators would probably not be able to achieve anything even if they were thrown into it.
Thinking of this, Fu Qinghai frowned.
That woman wanted to kill Talal, so she most likely chose the reincarnators from the hostile camp. The reincarnators can bring things from other worlds into her through assimilation points, and their methods are cunning and changeable. God knows what else she is hiding. Hand, if you really hurt your comrade...
Fu Qinghai quickly ran towards the main hall of the palace.
…
As soon as they entered the main hall, they saw women, old men and several officials-looking people being guarded by gun-wielding Astartes, while Talal was explaining to the soldiers around him about contacting the frigates in orbit.
Fu Qinghai took a deep look at the woman, and then walked to Talal.
Seeing Fu Qinghai coming, Talal casually ordered: "The mortal auxiliary troops will land in the square in twenty minutes. You go and help them open the expedition fleet supply warehouse. The local indigenous people will also come to help with transportation. Get it done as soon as possible. Don't do it in the square." Too much time wasted on this planet.”
After saying that, he walked up to the woman and the old man and said, "Look, as long as you are willing to cooperate, we will not kill indiscriminately."
The woman didn't notice Fu Qinghai's gaze hidden behind the helmet. She was still immersed in her acting skills, looking up at Talal with a weak yet strong and unwilling look.
The dust has settled, why should we act here? It's too deep into the drama... Fu Qinghai was speechless. Seeing that this reincarnation man seemed to have no trump cards to draw, Fu Qinghai took the order and left.
After controlling key points in the city, more landing craft landed on the land of Moradigan. Servants and auxiliary troops carried supplies to and from the frigate and the planet.
Not having a spaceport is such a hassle.
After handling the materials in the warehouse he was responsible for, Fu Qinghai returned to the palace and found Talal on the top floor of the palace. Fu Qinghai leaned over and whispered:
"Talal, there is something wrong with that woman. I want to interrogate her."
Talal gave Fu Qinghai a strange look and said: "She is just a native, Qingshan, it is not surprising that ignorant natives would do anything to Astarte, I was once worshiped as a god. "
Talal was quite generous and did not care about the woman's shot, but he also misunderstood Fu Qinghai's meaning and thought that Fu Qinghai wanted to deal with the man who dared to assassinate the imperial army.
"No, it's not for this reason. I found something else. I promise you that I will not hurt her or affect the progress of Moradigan." Fu Qinghai explained.
Talal nodded and said, "Whatever you want."
Fu Qinghai led the woman who had been guarded by the Astartes into an empty reception room.
Fu Qinghai pointed to the sofa and said, "Please sit down."
The woman sat down with some confusion.
Fu Qinghai also sat across from him, taking off his helmet and putting it aside.
Fu Qinghai's young and handsome face surprised the woman, and Fu Qinghai captured this expression.
The physical functions of Space Marines will not age, but their faces will. Due to hundreds of years of service and the various hormones secreted by the body that exceed the amount secreted by ordinary people, the image of most Space Marine veterans is that of a mature man with a firm face and a broad chin. It's rare for a man to see a face as young as Fu Qinghai's.
In addition to Talal, she may have met other Space Marines, most likely from the Night Lords. It is also possible that she knew about Warhammer 40K before entering the reincarnation world, but the probability is unlikely... Fu Qinghai secretly judged.
"Ahem..." Fu Qinghai coughed twice and asked, "What's your name?"
"Affaf, Afaf Fioris." The woman replied calmly.
Then Fu Qinghai's next question made her confused.
"How long have you been in the world of Warhammer 40K?"
When Fu Qinghai asked this question softly, he kept staring into Afaf's eyes, and then he saw what he wanted to see.
Not confused, but shocked and panicked.
She is indeed a reincarnation.
"It's not...I, I don't understand what you mean..." the woman stammered in response.
"Okay, it's not a big deal. If you are recognized, you will be recognized. Answer a few questions and I will protect you from death." Fu Qinghai said.
The woman swallowed and forced herself to calm down: "Then what if I refuse?"
Fu Qinghai took out the power short blade inserted in his calf, activated the cracking force field, and placed it on the coffee table in front of him with a "snap".
"I know you probably have more than one life left, but trust me, this hurts."
Afaf looked at the short knife on the coffee table that buzzed gently, emitting blue light and tiny arcs, and said harshly:
"Don't you dare touch me. You still need us to cooperate with you in transferring supplies. If I die..."
"The material transfer is almost over." Before Afaf could finish her words, Fu Qinghai interrupted her mercilessly.
Fu Qinghai looked at Afaf calmly.
At this time, Afaf was wrapped in a layered linen robe. This local-style robe was a bit thin, so Fu Qinghai's attention couldn't help but be drawn to the two thin strips of skin that were closely together under Afaf's robe. Attracted by the long brown legs, I couldn't concentrate on the interrogation.
"You...how did you know that I am a reincarnation?" The panicked Afaf couldn't hold back anymore and finally admitted it in disguise.
"Don't worry about it. I ask and you answer. If you answer too slowly, I'll cut you in the face. If I think you're lying, I'll cut you in the face. Okay?"
The woman gritted her teeth, looked at Fu Qinghai hatefully, and nodded.
"When did you enter this world?"
"Two years ago."
Fu Qinghai made a rough estimate, not considering the accuracy of the local calendar, it was about the same time as when he entered.
"Just stay on this planet forever?"
"Yes."
Fu Qinghai didn't study criminal investigation, so he didn't know any interrogation techniques. He just asked questions when he thought of them.
"What kind of princess was the identity given to you when you entered the world of reincarnation?"
"No, I'm not a princess, I'm just an ordinary girl from the slums."
"Oh?" Fu Qinghai became interested.
Afaf calmly narrated: "Faratan, Prime Minister, he is the only remaining bloodline of the Feoris royal family. When I came here, the empire had ruled this planet for a long time. Imperial officials The previous restoration forces struck hard, and Faratan was the only one left in the Feoris royal family, but he was too old. Such an old man could not give people hope, so he fell in love in the slums. Me, he thought I looked very similar to the late princess, and I also thought this was an opportunity..."
"So I was asked to play the princess, and he, who is of true royal blood, was the prime minister."
After that, she laughed at herself and said, "I don't have a choice, do I?"
Hearing this, Fu Qinghai was about to continue asking, but Afaf took the initiative to speak, as if being opened up to talk:
"I know what you want to ask, I know you want more information and intelligence from me, but you may be disappointed."
Facing Fu Qinghai's slightly puzzled gaze, Afaf explained:
"I was just an ordinary person before I entered here. I'm not a senior movie enthusiast or an ACG fan. If the world of reincarnation hadn't told me, I wouldn't even know that the world I'm in is called Warhammer 40K. You've seen a lot more than I have. Everyone in reincarnation is stronger, and I am still just an ordinary person... so the information I know may not be meaningful to you."
Speaking of this, Afaf looked bitter.
"But..." Fu Qinghai opened his palms, threw away the Swiss Army knife in his hand, and said, "You have experienced at least two reincarnation worlds, haven't you?"
Seeing the Swiss Army Knife in Fu Qinghai's hand, Afaf suddenly realized how he was exposed.
Fu Qinghai asked: "What was your last reincarnation world?"
"Zombieland, Part 1." Afaf answered honestly.
Fu Qinghai thought about it carefully and asked: "That zombie movie starring Woody Harrelson? Which one has the four protagonists?"
"Yes, but I have been escaping for survival in the Missouri area in the United States in the movie, and I have not met the four protagonists."
"Then?"
"I killed a few zombies and earned some assimilation points, but I was still infected in the end. When I was still conscious and had not completely turned into a zombie, I heard a prompt from the world of reincarnation, asking me to choose items or The ability to assimilate, but the assimilation points I obtained were very few, not enough to assimilate an automatic rifle or pistol... In the end, I picked up a Swiss Army Knife in a convenience store." Afaf said with his head lowered.
When there are not many assimilation points, a multifunctional saber can indeed increase the chance of survival a lot, especially in some movies about wilderness survival and island survival.
Fu Qinghai nodded and approved Afaf's choice.
"Zombieland" is a low-budget zombie comedy. It may have done well at the box office, so it made several sequels. However, this movie does not have a grand world view or setting structure. The starring Woody Harrelson is relatively good. The actor who is very recognizable and distinctive is also an actor that Fu Qinghai likes very much, so Fu Qinghai has a little impression of him. The other actor has also played Luthor in Guy Ritchie's "The Social Network" and the DC movie universe, but the actor He couldn't remember his name.
"Talk about the world of reincarnation. What are the other reincarnations you have come into contact with like?"
"All kinds of people, cowardly, cowardly, ignorant, fearless, hysterical, they intrigue and betray each other, what else can they be like..." Afaf pulled up a disdainful smile at the corner of his mouth.
Aren’t all zombie movies like this? Fu Qinghai thought to himself, but that was obviously not what he was paying attention to. He asked:
"Did they come to Zombieland the same way as you?"
Afaf understood what Fu Qinghai wanted to ask. She sat up straight and said seriously:
"No, it's not the same. As far as I know, only those who died in the previous reincarnation world will be assigned a new identity in the next reincarnation world, and those who passed the level alive in the previous reincarnation world will be directly above The identity and race of one reincarnation world are directly transferred to the next reincarnation world.”
Arrival... Fu Qinghai tasted Afaf's wording.
"What are the conditions for clearance?" Fu Qinghai asked immediately.
"I have not passed the level alive, but according to other reincarnations, living is the only condition for passing the level."
"Just stay alive? Is it that simple?" Fu Qinghai asked in surprise.
"Yes, even if the mission given to you by the reincarnation world fails, that is, the faction you chose fails, as long as you are still alive, you can still survive normally in the reincarnation world, but failure will deduct a large number of assimilation points, and it should be After the plot line of the world ends, the reincarnation world will immediately let you enter the next world. You don’t know what you will face in the next world. It may be a zombie craze or a natural disaster, but you did not have it in the previous world. When you get enough assimilation points, just staying alive becomes increasingly difficult."
Fu Qinghai understood, this is a vicious cycle. The plot line of the previous reincarnation world ends, the camp you belong to fails, and there are no assimilation points. You enter the next world and start from scratch. However, the other reincarnations in your opposite plot line have brought Using various weapons or abilities from the previous world... the result can only become more and more difficult.
After understanding the general rules of the reincarnation world, Fu Qinghai then asked:
"Speaking of which, are there any slang, incisions, etc. among the reincarnators, about secret codes and identities?"
The purpose of Fu Qinghai asking this question is that he found that compared to plot characters who die immediately, reincarnations with at least three lives often do not need to fight to the death. After everyone identifies each other, they can exchange secret codes. Let's sit down and talk about the distribution of benefits.
"Hmm..." Afaf thought about it carefully and said, "I heard that many reincarnators call themselves players."
"Players? Do they think the world of reincarnation is essentially a game?"
"No, I feel that this title has some self-deprecating meaning. It is not a player who plays the game, but a guy who is played by the game."
"Okay, any more?"
"I have also heard the name "Lord God" that seems to have come from the reincarnators in China.
"Lord God?" Fu Qinghai clicked on this half-Chinese and half-foreign word.
"Yes, do you still remember the voice in your head when you entered the world of reincarnation?"
"Remember."
"Chinese players call that voice the Lord God."
It's a very Wufenliu style statement... Fu Qinghai nodded in understanding.
I don’t know if it was rare to meet a fellow from the earth in a strange and different world, which opened up the desire to talk. Afaf didn’t need Fu Qinghai to press and shook out everything he knew.
After Fu Qinghai felt that he could no longer get any more information from Afaf, he inserted the power short blade on the table back into his leg armor.
Then he pulled out the bolter from his waist, checked the bullets carefully, pulled the bolt, loaded the gun, and said to Afaf:
"Okay, now that the questioning is over, it's almost time to send you on your way."
Afaf's beautiful gray-blue eyes widened, and she backed away on the sofa. She said in horror: "Didn't you agree to let me live?"
"But I didn't say I would keep my word." Fu Qinghai replied calmly.
Afaf was shocked by Fu Qinghai's shamelessness and didn't know what to say for a moment.
"Actually, there is one last question. I didn't ask it, and you didn't take the initiative to ask it." Fu Qinghai stared into Afaf's eyes and asked:
"If reincarnators from opposing camps kill each other, there will be assimilation point rewards, right?"
Under Fu Qinghai's sharp gaze, under the pressure of a suit of power armor and the heavy muzzle of a bolter, although Afaf wanted to shake her head and say "no", she finally swallowed with a trace of tears in her eyes. Tears, nodded slightly.
"That's it, you chose to attack the Astartes, and I am the Astartes. We are in opposing camps. You are just a pile of walking assimilation points in my eyes. Why should I not kill you?" What about you?"
"No, I, we...actually, we are probably from the same camp. I don't know what the Astartes are. I only know that when I came in, I chose a camp called 'Emperor'. I thought all Anyone who wears that kind of armor is an enemy. I received assimilation points when I killed those executioners. You say that you are not on the same side as them. The enemy of the enemy is a friend. In fact, we are in the same camp, aren't we? And, and ...Just like you will get reincarnation points by killing the reincarnators of the enemy camp, you will also deduct points by killing your teammates from the same camp!"
In desperation, Afaf made quick wits and made a quick analysis. He finally straightened out the current matter without having seen the Warhammer 40K series of IPs.
It turns out that Afaf has already killed people from the Night Lords' legion, probably using the same assassination method as used against Talal. I don't know if the person who died was a mortal auxiliary or a space warrior. I guess this is a bat. The real reason why they went on a killing spree in the city.
"Hmm... It makes sense and is very logical." Fu Qinghai nodded, but was noncommittal. The next second, he pointed the muzzle of the loaded bolt gun at Afaf's head and said, "But no Evidence! And all I had to do was pull the trigger, and the answer came out, didn't it?"
"But...but..." Afaf looked at the black muzzle of the gun in front of him and choked: "But I don't want to die..."
Looking at the crying woman in front of her, black eyeliner powder dripped down the tears at the corners of her eyes and nose, her long eyelashes were wetly stuck together, and her eyes were filled with fear and helplessness.
Fu Qinghai smiled, inserted the bolt gun back into his waist, patted Afaf on the shoulder, and said, "Okay, so be it."
He picked up his helmet, put it on, turned around and left.
This...what does this look like?
Afaf was stunned. She was still immersed in the confusion of the rest of her life, and her mind was a little hard to turn around.
If he wanted to complete this pretense, Fu Qinghai should have thrown down a wire-bound simplified Chinese version of "An Actor's Self-cultivation" and walked away at this moment, but after all, he did not have such props at hand.
And Afaf stared blankly at the tall back of the Space Marine retreating away, his ears still echoing the words he just left loudly:
"Continue to be your princess on this planet and try to survive."
