《Extraordinary 40K·Golden Era》Chapter 4 Transactions

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As if a long time had passed, as if it had only been a moment, Ahern's eyes suddenly opened, and in the void flashed and rumbled like thunder.

Long breath out, hidden see black and yellow with dirty airflow, the body residual impurities with this breath discharge, the body like glass, pure and flawless.

Since then, the human body has been channeled into a self-sufficient universe with extraordinary power.

According to the Supreme Transcendental Council, this is the opening of the door to evolution and a future of infinite possibilities.

"Unexpectedly, I made a breakthrough."

Ahern's will moved, the whole person seemed to be lifted by an invisible force, suspended in the air.

Without the aid of any instrument to get rid of the bondage of gravity, represents that he has entered the transcendent state!

According to the evolutionary map of the life level, the transcendental has been out of the category of mortal, belongs to the super-living species, both in strength and longevity, far beyond the ordinary level.

Of course, Ahern's ability to master anti-geomagnetic gravity in just a few seconds also has something to do with his system of strength.

This is the super power developed by the federal government of humanity with the combination of genetic engineering, high energy physics, biochemical technology, ancient qigong, spiritual mysteries, and cosmic occultism.

What Ahern is learning is that the magnetic field that evolves from an electric current manipulates power!

"To see where the power is now?"

There is a special training room in the room, the whole body is made of titanium alloy construction, very strong, claimed to be the highest can withstand the power of high explosive bombs.

Ahern clasped her fingers together, and a series of loud bursts of gas filled the air.

All muscles and bones are ringing, ready to go.

A punch out, the arm of the muscles of high-speed vibration, instantly emptied the air on both sides, the resulting air pressure such as a substance out.

There was a loud boom.

There was a violent shake in the dynamometer and the number soared until it reached an incredible number.

4800 horses!

This is a figure that even Ahern would find equally surprising, without any additional magnetic energy.

Before that, Ahern's pure physical strength was only about 2,800 horses.

Ahern's face brightened as she saw this.

"Now, let me show you the force of rotation of the magnetic field."

His mind turned, and his speed was greater than his, his body writhing, almost instantaneously reappearing in a sandbag on the other side of the room, his legs kicking out like a raging tornado.

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"Bang bang bang..."

The bags are filled with fine iron sand and the skin is made of the tough leather of an alien creature called the sand-fern.

But under the ferocity of the force, dozens of sandbags burst open at the same time, scattering iron sand across the sky.

"Drink!"

When the two palms face each other, the magnetic field force is suddenly excited, and the iron sand in the air is thrown into the Ahern palms under the traction of an invisible force, which fuses and converges into a huge iron ball. The magnetic force is again stimulated, and the high temperature melts the iron sand into a group of red molten molten iron under the action of the high-speed friction magnetic force.

"Boom!" The two palms push together, the molten slurry ball is shot out like a cannon ball, carrying the force of ten thousand Jun to blast on the titanium alloy wall opposite.

The wall hissed and the ball of molten slurry blasted a gaping hole in it, missing a chunk as if it had been gnawed, and the edges showed signs of melting.

"Well, the maximum output is about the same as a high-energy howitzer." A light twinkled in Ahern's eyes. Suddenly a metal handle appeared in her palm. A hum flashed from the top, and a blue beam shot out.

Ahern does his "Federal Lightsaber Strike" in the practice room. He's lightning fast, his sword is cold, his lightsaber rattles through the air, and his electromagnetic light bursts out.

"Duh! Duh! Duh!" Innumerable lights and shadows flickered through dense holes in the metal floor...

A few hours later, Ahern stepped out of the hall of the "market" and was respectfully escorted out the door by a middle-aged man.

'I'll let you know what you want, Sir, as soon as I hear from you.' Middle-aged man's attitude is very respectful, especially after witnessing the scene of the training room is not the slightest slight.

Ahern nodded and said, "It's hard."

'Not hard! Not hard!" The middle-aged man smiled and echoed.

It was said that a manager of such a small town as he was would not have been so servile, had the mayor of the city been present, but this young man with a great bearing was not the same, and he was, if he had been right, an official surrogator.

Transcendentals not only have their own power far beyond ordinary people, but also have a transcendental status above the alliance government. Transcendentals and ordinary administrative star government officials, the status of the two is fundamentally different.

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Every transcendent is the noblest individual of mankind, the aristocrat of the interstellar age.

Ahern refused a special car arranged for him by the "market" and strolled alone through the city of Morning Star.

Morningstar is known as the "city of heaven", in particular its chaotic security situation, because most criminals or bounty hunters come in, and ordinary law does not apply to these lawless creatures, there is only one rule: the law of the jungle.

On the ground, the uncolored liquid flowed freely, emitting a strong, pungent, fishy smell. The buildings on either side are grotesque and jagged, dividing the area into shadows and corners.

History and civilisation mingle, from highly modern shuttles whizzing overhead to black-market sellers who lay out their wares with only a blanket and shout for customers.

The streets were strewn with people of all shapes and forms, most of them with ferocious faces and fierce smells, carrying weapons of all kinds on their shoulders or hands, and some of them with mechanical limbs or exoskeleton armor, rampaging through the streets.

"Feed! You're in my way, boy." Suddenly, a huge robotic arm grabbed Ahern's shoulder. Its owner, a brawny man, grinned and growled, as if he had already seen the boy howling beneath his hands.

Suddenly there was a flash of a sword in the air, the mechanical arm in the air a ton, the next moment, split into countless scrap metal and sparkling lines, crashing to the ground.

The evil man stared at everything before him, but before he could recover himself, he felt a sharp pain, and then saw his other arm, which was still attached to him, suddenly fall off.

"Ahhhhhhhhhh... My hand!!" Blood such as waterfall, intense pain, not to mention the whole arm was cut off, the whole man kneeled instantly.

What had just happened had not attracted much attention, except for a few people nearby. Robberies and murders were common here, and no one cared about such "minor" things as cutting off an arm in the street.

As for Ahern, the right swing of the sword didn't even make a ripple in his mind. It was something on the side of the road that caught his attention.

"Oh, noble warrior, come and see, darlulu here can have a lot of good things." A small, green, wrinkled alien noticed Ahern and shouted in a shrill voice.

The Gollum, an extremely weak and cowardly alien race, has an incongruous and greedy temperament. However, there are always differences in everything, and the history of this race has also seen many respected masters.

When Ahern stopped walking, a Gollum merchant named Darlulu greeted him warmly. "Don't worry, Darlulu is the most ethical merchant in Morningstar. Please look at! Confederation 7th Generation Exoskeleton Armor, for only 300, 000 Cdn, improves your overall strength and defenses. Oh? Not interested, never mind, and this..."

Darlulu said that he took out a transparent vial from the black backpack behind him. In the vial was a writhing live meatworm. He said in a mysterious tone, "Parasitic spore, a 100000 currency only, can coexist with the flesh, the most sharp killing weapon. In addition, there is' brain protection fluid 'sold to ensure the independence of your brain center."

Here are all desperado, although these goods have such and such defects, the strength of the promotion is very obvious, coupled with a good eloquence, has been gushy introduction of its products, not for a while to attract a lot of pedestrians.

For a while, three or four people surrounded the stall and asked the price. Darlulu talked to Ahern and greeted the other guests. His face was green and wrinkled with a smile.

"I'll take it. How much is it?" Ahern asked, lifting a broken metal part from a pile of discarded groceries.

The metal part is silvery white, conical and heavy, with regular long channels on the conical surface. It has a science-fiction aesthetic, except that a piece is conspicuously missing near the top.

"Oh! You have good taste, warrior. This is... It's a key part of the star-armoury of someone transcendent." Darlulu said in an exaggerated tone, rolling her eyes to offer the "right" price.

"Ten thousand dollars." Ahern offer.

'How can that be! "Shrieked Darlulu, looking insulted." This! This......" He has no idea what this scrap metal from the garbage collection is.

"... In short, it's invaluable." Finally, shout in a tone of determination.

"Without further ado, how much is it?

"One hundred thousand and five hundred..." Darlulu quickly connected, "if you really want the warrior, wipe off the odd head, as long as one hundred thousand on it!" Darlulu said while thinking: the cost is 500, if the counteroffer......

"Done."

Darlulu's round eyes widened in surprise until Ahern made the transfer, grunting twice in his throat, intent on rejecting the deal, and then seeing the man's cold eyes sweep across.

Darlulu shivered...

"Of course, Darlulu means what he says." Darlulu confirmed the transaction with a tearful face, but was saddened by the thought that he had sold it for a hundred thousand francs when he could have bought it at a better price.

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