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Chapter 690: Dream Stealing

Chapter 690: Dream Stealing

Somewhere inside the Solar Sector.

The massive fleet of the White Scars' seven hunting packs is hiding in a vast asteroid belt.

The Solar Sector is the core sector of the Human Empire, and the density of human activities is much greater than that of the border sectors.

Navigator Tracy was a noble from Terra. She knew the space around the solar system very well, and she carefully selected this place as the fleet anchorage. There were almost no merchant ships passing by here on weekdays, so the existence of the fleet would not be exposed. At the same time, it was close enough to the solar system and could provide support to Terra at any time. It was very suitable for the legion fleet to anchor and rest.

"So what do we do now?"

A chapter commander asked Fu Qinghai in the projection.

"Wait."

Fu Qinghai's answer was just one word.

Wait until the Battle Moon descends over Terra.

Then the White Scars will wait for their chance to act.

"As you wish, Commander."

The six chapter leaders carried out the order promptly.

If at the beginning they called Fu Qinghai "Commander-in-Chief" with a hint of ridicule and joking, now this title comes from the heart sincerely.

In the battle to conquer the Death Skull Clan's battle moon, Qingshan Khan's pre-war arrangements and battlefield command were impeccable. If it weren't for his miraculous healing technology after the battle, it would be a question whether the six chapter leaders would still be able to stand on the bridge of their respective flagships and communicate without missing a single one. After this battle, Qingshan Khan's prestige did not just increase greatly, but increased dramatically, and doubled.

The Fifth Legion was completely integrated.

All the White Scar descendants follow his lead.

There will be no more hesitation in executing orders.

At this point, all the warships in the fleet turned off their engines, maintaining only the minimum consumption required to maintain the daily life of the crew. The entire fleet was like a deep-sea behemoth buried in the seabed, quietly lurking in this uninhabited area filled with planetary fragments and large and small meteorites.

……

The Captain's room on the ship.

"Implant an idea? What are the chances of success?"

Fu Qinghai sat behind his desk, flipping through the report and looking up at number 56 in front of him and asked.

"At least it will be bigger than in the movies."

Number 56 spoke with a firm tone.

The chief intelligence officer of the Iron Pagoda Chapter is reporting his work to the Chapter Master alone - most intelligence agencies in the real world also operate like this. Intelligence work has special confidentiality requirements. Only when necessary will a piece of intelligence be brought to the meeting for discussion. Otherwise, it will only be reported to the Supreme Leader alone.

"Why do you say that?"

Fu Qinghai asked curiously.

In Fu Qinghai's impression, No. 56 had only used the dream machine a few times. Besides, he was not one of those experienced dream makers and pretenders in the movies. Although he was an interstellar warrior, he was useless in the dream world. Why was he so sure that his chances of success would be higher than those of the professional teams in the movies?

"In the movie Inception, the protagonist Dom Cobb's team has very limited time. The target of the dream, Robert Fisher, is on a flight from Europe to the United States, and they must use the short sleep time during this short journey to steal the dream. Even if they can slow down the flow of time by constantly entering deep dreams, their time is always limited."

Number 56 patiently explained:

"And I have unlimited time, compared to the main characters in the movie. Alayak Hux is now imprisoned in the bottom hold prison until the major events of the plot line are over. I can torture him indefinitely. I have plenty of time to steal his dreams. If it doesn't work once, I can try it a few more times. I will definitely be able to make the idea I want appear in his subconscious."

"Well, that seems to make sense."

Fu Qinghai nodded after listening.

“There’s another important factor.”

Number 56 continued:

"In the movie, Robert Fisher received professional anti-dream stealing training. There are subconscious guards in his dream world, so the dream stealing operation of the protagonist team is so difficult. Unless Alayak Hux has also entered the Inception universe, he probably has not received such training."

"Yeah, indeed."

Fu Qinghai pinched his chin and pondered:

"You know, Master Quinto is very interested in this guy. Our research, which has been stagnant for a long time, may be restarted because of his existence. If we release him as you suggested, it will be difficult to explain to Master Quinto."

Quinto Anastasio is Qingshan Khan's mechanical god professor and the nominal foundry director of the Phaeton foundry world. His opinion also needs to be considered.

"This problem is easy to solve."

Upon hearing this, No. 56 immediately said:

"We can collect tissue samples from Hux's body, whether it's blood, bone marrow, meninges or other organs. Anyway, he is in our hands now, and the research is carried out simultaneously. Getting these samples is not much different from getting his body."

Fu Qinghai nodded again after hearing this.

It seems that No. 56 is very well prepared.

In fact, it didn't matter much whether Hux was released or not, because in theory, the dream stealing technique implanted ideas in the subconscious, and the consciousness of the reincarnated person did not disappear after death. However, No. 56 was worried that after resurrection, the reincarnation world would erase the idea implanted in Hux's subconscious, just like purifying some negative effects on the soul.

"Then follow your plan."

Fu Qinghai finally agreed to this plan.

"Have you chosen your team yet?"

Fu Qinghai looked at No. 56 and asked:

"It is also dangerous to sneak into the dream world. The deepest part of the dream world is the Lost Realm. Don't get yourself into trouble just to find a traitor."

In his impression, dream stealing cannot be accomplished by one person. At least a dream maker, a pretender and a pharmacist are needed to carry out the dream stealing operation together.

"I've analyzed it. The essence of dream potion is a sedative. Any Space Marine pharmacist can be competent in the job. He can prepare a potion with a stronger sedative effect, making the opponent sleep more deeply and the dream world more stable. As for pretenders and dream makers, my mortal agents can do it. The Hydra Brotherhood has been training and using dream stealing techniques for a thousand years. They are more professional than me."

Number 56 said with a chuckle.

"Oh……"

Fu Qinghai suddenly realized.

Number 56 himself may not have used the dream machine to delve into dreams a few times, but he passed on the technology to the mortal intelligence organization he trained. Over the past thousand years, the Hydra Brotherhood has been able to grow and develop in the Caliss Sector, which is probably related to their mastery of dream-stealing technology.

"hiss."

Fu Qinghai suddenly thought: In the past, the Alpha Legion mainly relied on two skills: plastic surgery and eating brains to read memories. Their infiltration capabilities were already very strong. Now, No. 56 has acquired the dream-stealing technology from "Inception", which is simply adding wings to a tiger. Hydra's lurking and infiltration have become more sneaky and more difficult to guard against.

"Operate well."

Fu Qinghai narrowed his eyes and said:

"Try to give perfect humans a big one."

"Understood, Khan."

Number 56 beat his chest, stood up and left.

The "long-stagnant research" mentioned by Fu Qinghai before refers to the "Perfect Virus Project". He has seen relevant information about this research in the computer of the perfect human. After obtaining virus samples from multiple sci-fi reincarnation worlds, he returned to the Warhammer 40K universe and carried out similar research, but there has not been much progress. After all, the inhuman perfect human used the entire earth in the Resident Evil movie universe as a laboratory and culture dish, playing with zombies and raising poisonous insects in it. Fu Qinghai guessed that his research progress must not be as fast as the other party.

But Hux was a surprise.

Various viruses in the Resident Evil game universe can coexist in his body without drastic mutations. He can be regarded as Nurgle's chosen one in another sense. His body may be able to become a carrier for creating the so-called "perfect virus".

No one knows what the "perfect virus" looks like. In retrospect, even the Blacklight virus, which is the closest to the "perfect virus", is essentially a carbon-based life form. In the face of various weapons of mass destruction, it has not shown a stronger resistance than other carbon-based life forms. Instead of dreaming of creating a "perfect virus", it is better to learn from the Mechanicus and take the path of "mechanical ascension" and directly become a silicon-based life form.

Therefore, even though he knew that Perfect Humans were conducting research on the "perfect virus" and their research progress was faster than his own, Fu Qinghai was not too worried. He approved No. 56 to carry out this plan simply because he wanted to cause trouble for Perfect Humans and to show some concern for this old enemy and rival.

……

The Purification, the lower hold prison.

Hux was still restrained in the iron chair.

"laugh--"

He heard the hatch slide open.

So he raised his head and looked forward.

"Oh~~~~I am a Death Guard. I am not afraid of any torture."

As soon as he raised his head, he heard the newcomer repeating what he had said in a sarcastic tone. Hux looked over and saw a Space Marine without a helmet walking into the cell.

His black hair was combed back neatly close to his scalp, his skin was extremely pale, and his expression was gloomy and cold with a hint of mockery. His cheekbones were very prominent, his jaw was angular, and his cheeks were a little sunken. The whole face seemed to be stretched tight against his skull, like a skull with skin. Just looking at this face gave people a creepy feeling.

There is a golden bat relief on the right shoulder armor.

The person in front of him was also a senior military officer.

Hux wondered in his mind.

"I'd like to take a look."

The man leaned forward with one hand on the back of the chair behind Hux, leaned close to Hux's face, almost face to face, eyes to eyes, staring at Hux straight, tilting his head to look at him, with a playful tone and a hint of cruelty:

"What torture are you not afraid of?"

Hux shuddered for no apparent reason.

There is an inexplicable feeling of fear in my heart.

He didn't know that this was Kalamanda's psychic ability.

"Death Guard? Haha, not to mention that you are a shitty Death Guard. Even if that piece of shit Typhons appeared in front of me, I can make him wail and scream for mercy."

The man turned around and began to patiently and slowly organize the special tools on the table. As he did so, he sneered and spoke, his tone full of pride.

No. 56 quietly appeared outside the hatch, silently watching Kalamanda begin his torture - there was actually nothing more to ask about the information Hux had, as he had already read his mind with psychic powers. But No. 56 needed him to suffer both physical and mental torture, to enter a state of physical and mental exhaustion, so that he could easily sneak into his dream.

So he called Kalamanda.

The Night Lords are really good at torturing people. The highlight record in the original novel is: a Night Lords traitor Space Marine tortured a captured Callidus assassin, and the assassin revealed all the secrets under torture, even the location of the Callidus Assassin Temple, and then cried and begged the Night Lords to give her a quick end.

After physical torture.

It may be a series of nightmares.

Space Marines have a modified organ called the ganglion, which can regulate sleep. If Hux were a normal Space Marine, he would know that Space Marines do not dream, and if he did dream, then something must be wrong. But unfortunately, he does not understand the functions of his body's innate abilities.

He had no idea of ​​what was about to happen to him.

Number Fifty-Six gave him one last look of pity.

Then he turned and left the cell.

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