Chapter 490 I’ll give you a big one.

"Ugh~!"

With a burst of violent retching, the archangel collapsed to the ground, his whole body limp. He didn't care that there was garbage all around him, he just squatted there and let people talk about him for the rest of his life.

"Hogg, damn you, why didn't you tell me earlier that the tree was covered with snow? I can't take it anymore, I'm going to vomit, ugh!"

Hogg scratched his head, his face full of helplessness. He reached out his hand, tapped the angel's back, and took out a bottle of pure water to rinse his mouth:
"No, buddy, didn't you see the sign under that tree that said no picking?"

Sanguinius, who was retching violently, had no time to refute. He did see a sign prohibiting picking at the foot of the orchard, but he thought it was just an ordinary warning sign, just like the sign prohibiting Black Watch from entering or leaving the Choglis Ranch.

By the way, why didn't the Black Watch enter Choglis's pasture? It couldn't be that these dwarfs would compete with the heifers for pasture!
Sanguinius dismissed this strange thought and felt uncomfortable all over at the thought of himself eating big mouthfuls of snow. However, the digestive ability of the Primarch was too strong. No matter how he retched, even if he vomited out all the gastric juice, it was of no use. The Magnus Fruit had been completely absorbed by its body.

And the most fucked up thing is that the Archangel couldn't get mad at Hogg at all, because it was his own choice to eat it, highlighting the fact that both parties are willing to fight and suffer.

Just like the stupid Corgi who got acute gastroenteritis after eating at a roadside stall, the archangel who had just arrived in this plane was given a weakness buff and could only move with the support of Hogg.

Smelling the unique deadly gas of the hive, even the Primarch felt uncomfortable. The Archangel sniffed and tried to reduce his breathing frequency as much as possible, but he soon discovered that Hogg next to him was taking big gulps of air, as if he was eating the air crazily.

"What are you looking at? I'm the number one in the Chain of Force. It's just poison gas, but it smells like home. It reminds me of my hometown, where there's a place full of freedom. Guess what? It's so authentic!"

Using the power of the Star God, Hogg sorted out the metal from the garbage and smelted it into a square platform for the two to rest. He also informed the angel of the mission requirements.

After hearing that he was smuggled into another parallel dimension, Sanguinius quickly accepted this fact. After all, unlike the conservative Jonson, the dark angel liked to accept new things. He even liked to read romance novels written by an author named Little Deer Ice Cream on the Karala network.

After giving some of their supplies to the angel, the two decided to act separately. Hogg stayed where he was and built the outpost, while the angel looked around to find out where they were. If conditions permitted, they would try to capture a confession and torture him.

This time Hogg did not slack off. Being in a different world, he felt very insecure. After all, this was not their world with a silly style. Although it was not much better, it looked pretty good. Who knows what kind of monsters were waiting for him. The only way now was to quickly mass produce troops.

Garbage may be just garbage to others, but to Hogg it is a perfect pile of treasure. He can just set up an insect nest on the spot to hatch it.

In order to conceal his tracks, the insect nest that Hogg chose this time was a special type that could be used for lurking and spying. Not only was the hatching speed greatly enhanced, but it could also be specialized and adapted to the local environment.

And this is just the basic version. After seeing so much garbage and waste around, Hogg very humanely took out a green spore potion and threw it into the repeatedly squirming insect nest.

"It's not my world anyway, so who cares? I can just run away after this. If you dare to threaten me, you'll be damned. I'll give you a big one."

As several worker bees hatched, all kinds of garbage were thrown into the digester in pieces, whether it was metal scraps or highly polluting, smelly and toxic water, all of them were accepted. These poisons could even greatly enhance the insect colony's resistance to toxicity, and perhaps some special species could evolve.

Seeing that the hive began to run stably, Hogg pounced directly on the garbage mountain beside him. After waiting for so long, he could no longer control his desire to pick up things and quickly searched for good stuff in it.

Such a huge garbage mountain can only be born from a nest city with a long history. Who knows what good things are in it.

As the officially recognized Messiah of Ohm, Hogg, who possesses the power of a star god, picks up garbage very quickly and can be called the real garbage king. All kinds of garbage are directly floated into the air and classified. Then, under the control of the power of the star god, they are melted and decomposed to pick out the valuable good materials.

The power of the Star God was so terrifying that in less than half an hour, Hogg had smelted out a ton and a half of refined gold ingots, a large number of ceramic steels, and even a small strip of shiny gold. The most interesting thing was that he actually found an STC module inside.

With the mentality of opening a blind box, Hogg opened the STC directly. Anyway, he had so much garbage and waste around him, which was enough to unfold it.

As the material compression technology of the Dark Age of Technology was running, the palm-sized STC module instantly expanded, and countless nanorobots formed a metal torrent, directly swallowing the metal ingots that Hogg had just smelted. After a burst of crying and a powerful sound effect like the arrival of Lord Megatron, a huge machine with a strange shape appeared in front of Hogg:
"3Z4A doll production machine is here to serve you. Dear customer, please input the specific parameters you need. This machine will provide you with a 1:1 customized doll. If you have special needs, please read the precautions. This machine is not responsible for any damage to body tissues."

"..."

"Fuck, you're selling dolls, right? What use do I have for this thing? What on earth were the humans in the Dark Technology Age thinking? What's the point of passing this thing down? Am I going to make a batch of silicone to use in war?"

We all know about the tricks played by humans in the dark technology age, but no one expected them to play so tricks. As an important means of preserving technology, the Stc module contains all the technology of humans at that time, but this thing is just like opening a blind box.

For example, the Leman Russ tank, which is now widely equipped in the human empire, was exploded from an STC module discovered by the Wolf King. It can be regarded as a model of Taobao.

But there are also some unfortunate examples, such as Hogg using an STC module that can make a toaster to bribe the Martian Casting General at the time.

Looking at the fascinating casting machine in front of him, and seeing that he was the only one around and the angel was still exploring in the distance, Hogg clicked on its information panel out of curiosity.

After seeing this, Hogg was even more amazed. The basic template here contains 782 kinds of various appearances, and even the race can be set. For example, the purity of ordinary cat girls and fox girls is too low, but there are actually alien dolls with muscles all over the body, snake tails, goat horns on the head, covered with fine fur, and mouths full of spiral mouthparts.

After reading the instructions for using these dolls, Hogg was once again shocked by the level of madness of humans in the Dark Ages. Even during the ten thousand years he was imprisoned in the Silver Palace of Slaanesh, he had never played with such fancy things.

But Hogg soon discovered something wrong. Perhaps due to the times, these custom-made dolls were equipped with a very powerful internal power skeletal system. The power was so strong that it could even pin some weaker Space Marines to the ground, allowing the user to enjoy a wonderful flying experience.

And those small toys with exaggerated shapes and special uses are full of incredible special functions. For example, the cylindrical object that can move back and forth is not much weaker than the impact drill used by the Imperial Fist to beat up dust.

After browsing these manufacturing catalogs, Hogg's mind was buzzing, but soon his amazing wisdom told him a perfect idea.

Just as there are no rubbish heroes, only players who don't know how to operate them, although these things are dolls used for special services, in Hogg's eyes, these things are real T800 robots!

The most important thing is that there are countless mountains of garbage for him to use. There is no shortage of various waste materials, and he can turn the waste into treasure and rub it into various materials that meet manufacturing requirements.

Biomass is even more abundant and sufficient for the Zerg. Not only is it more resilient, it can also have the effect of living regeneration.

In addition, Hogg can completely miniaturize the Zerg and put it into the processors of these living dolls to serve as the brain, which can completely conceal the truth.

At that time, a group of dolls holding piston toys, wearing tight suits, and completely controlled by the mind network will rush around, and then use the various props in their hands to beat the enemy violently.

When Hogg thought of this scene, his evil taste began to spin wildly, urging him to press the start button quickly. Seeing that scene at that time would be worth it even if he died.

But just as Hogg began to go crazy and adjust the appropriate appearance template, a voice startled him:
"Hogg, what are you doing?"

Seeing that the person coming was the archangel who was supposed to be out exploring, Hogg quickly blocked the screen and replied timidly, "No, nothing!"

"Nothing? Get up quickly and let me see!"

Hearing his brother's guilty voice, the archangel frowned, feeling that things were not that simple. He pulled away the dwarf in front of him and looked at the screen that was blocked by Hogg.

After looking at the 3D model on the screen, which was charming, strong and beautiful, the angel didn't think much of it. After all, Hogg's thinking was different from that of normal people. But when he saw the face of the model, his face instantly turned dark:
"Hogg, what are you doing? Why are you pressing my face on it? Die!"

(End of this chapter)