"Relax! Civilian, don't be nervous! May I sit down?" Atoria spoke with a smile.
Before Rhodes could respond, Atoria naturally sat down close to him and took out a soundproofing device, activating it.
This was to block any unnecessary sounds that might be made when extracting the gene-seed.
"Sir, I'm here to ask for a small favor," Atoria said.
"Miss Sister, just say whatever you need. If I can help, I certainly will," Rhodes replied.
Asking for his help? What could they possibly need from him on this battlefield?
Surely, it's not because you two are feeling lonely and cold, right?
"First of all, thank you very much for being willing to help us. This is a contribution to the Empire and a demonstration of loyalty to our great Empire.
… That's the situation. I need some of your gene-seed, so I require your cooperation," Atoria explained everything to Rhode.
At this moment, Rhodes's mouth was so wide open that he could almost fit an egg inside. He never in his wildest dreams imagined that this sister had come to him for this reason!
He never expected that as a human from Earth who had traveled from the 3K era, his genes would be considered so pure… okay?
Even though he had consumed some processed foods with additives, overall, he was still relatively healthy.
Compared to humans in the Warhammer universe, he was far better off—at least he didn't have to eat corpse starch or consume food contaminated by radiation, mutations, or even Chaos corruption.
And if he remembered correctly, that Emperor sitting on the Golden Throne was born way back in ancient times, possibly even before the Common Era.
So, considering that he was born in the 3K era, his genetic purity was quite impressive—he had an advantage!
So… should he agree to this? Or should he… agree anyway?
Moreover, both the hospitaller sister and this scribe sister were very attractive!
Seeing Rhodes hesitating, Atoria continued to persuade him.
"At the very least, your offspring will survive and will be raised as nobles of the Empire. We will personally raise the children. And just now, you agreed to help."
If it was a girl, she would marry into a noble family. If it was a boy, he would be adopted into one.
"This place isn't very suitable, though! I mean, the environment isn't convenient—there's not even a proper bed."
At least find a room for privacy. Besides, if any noise got out, that wouldn't be good either!
"Don't misunderstand! This syringe is for collecting your gene seed. Once you've prepared it, we'll inject it immediately into the body, so there's no physical interaction involved."
Atoria smiled and handed Rhodes a large syringe, signaling that he could begin.
Although they would be taking his gene seed off the planet, there was no chance of any special relationship developing.
Don't get any funny ideas! Do you think I would personally participate?
Nope, you're going to handle this yourself. I don't even care to know your name.
Damn it, so you just want me to be a tool, huh?
No wonder they call it the grimdark Warhammer universe—this is too damn dark! (Big guy, how about we switch roles instead?)
"Apologies, Miss Scribe Sister, but I'm not in the mood for this right now," Rhodes said with a dark expression.
If you had just asked me directly, maybe I would've agreed, but do you want me to play a… solo flight simulator?
Damn it! A man can be killed, but not humiliated!
The scribe sister was visibly shocked by Rhodes's refusal. In her mind, this was a golden opportunity—a fast track to a higher status. At the very least, his genetic lineage would continue.
And not just as an ordinary Imperial citizen, but as part of a noble family.
"Civilian, sacrifice is the foundation of the Empire. I'm not asking for your opinion—I'm ordering you. Right now, immediately, collect your gene seed yourself," Atoria commanded in a stern tone.
"If you've got the guts, come and collect it yourself. Otherwise, I can't do it alone," Rhodes snorted coldly.
With his monster-enhanced body as his trump card, if they tried to force him, he would teach them a lesson. Even though his enhanced form wasn't at its peak yet, he could afford to take some damage.
"You…!!" Atoria's face turned dark.
Rhodes simply scoffed, turned his head away, and focused on his virtual screen instead—a screen that only he could see.
Meanwhile, on the battlefield, his monster, King Red, was once again on the verge of death due to the Tyranid swarm.
The last time the Tyranids had pushed King Red to the brink, it had taken them an entire day—about ten hours.
But this time, it had only been a few hours since nightfall, and the Tyranids had already severely wounded him.
The Tyranids had changed their tactics, sending in waves of cannon fodder to engage King Red in melee combat, while a massive swarm of Gargoyles and several giant aerial Tyranid Titans launched relentless attacks from the sky.
At the same time, long-range Tyranid artillery units concentrated their fire on King Red.
So, within just two hours after nightfall, the fully restored and even strengthened King Red had already been battered into a critical state.
This forced Rhodes to initiate a second round of enhancements. However, despite the ferocity of the Tyranid assault, King Red's battle performance had been extremely impressive. Rhodes had already accumulated an astonishing 5,000 system gold coins.
This time, Rhodes spent 1,000 coins to increase King Red's height by another two meters, bringing the giant's stature up to 47 meters.
Once again, golden light surrounded King Red. The beast, which had just been brutally beaten by the Tyranids, suddenly roared back to full strength, fully healed, and stronger than before. Everyone watching noticed the increase in his height.
From a distant cave near the battlefield, the captain of the Space Marine Chapter used his electronic binoculars to measure the creature's growth—confirming that its height had increased from 45 meters to 47 meters.
"This beast is evolving. Its height has increased, and this time the change is obvious. The data doesn't lie," the Space Marine Captain said grimly.
They had initially assumed that no matter how powerful this monster was, it would eventually fall to the Tyranid swarm. But if it truly could continuously strengthen itself, then the outcome could be entirely different.
In the end, the monster might wipe out the Tyranid forces instead!
After all, this Tyranid swarm was just the remnants of the Kraken Fleet.
The Tyranid motherships in orbit were only a few.
"Captain, do we proceed with the mission?" a Space Marine asked.
"Let's wait a little longer. We need to gather more intelligence."