D-4358, this is the official name of this unnoticed fringe world in the public archives of the Terran Empire colonies. Later, the settlers nicknamed it Demon's Fair, and that was really an image.
Earned an excessive title.
Although this planet with a withered charcoal gray surface surrounds a stable main sequence star, its flat, elliptical orbit makes the temperature difference extremely large throughout the year. The environment is extremely harsh and was once considered
It cannot meet the minimum needs of human survival. Moreover, D-4358 is a distant edge world. Even if it is used as a prison planet to exile prisoners, the gains outweigh the losses.
What really brought D-4358 into the sight of the imperial government was a report automatically sent back from the planet probe. The results of a second scan of the entire planet showed that there were a large number of abandoned Tal'darin Protoss buildings on the back of the planet.
Apparently, D-4358 was once a colonial planet belonging to Tal'darin.
What attracts Tal'darin here is another rare resource of D-4358 - terrazine. This gas can be hallucinogenic and addictive. People who smoke too much will become somewhat crazy. Tal'darin protoss calls it
It is the Breath of the Creator, and the Baisher people in the empire call it the Gift of Baisher, but in fact it is a real natural drug for humans.
On most planets in the Tyranid Empire, terrazine is an expressly prohibited substance. Even in those empire territories where terrazine can be legally absorbed, the dosage sold must be strictly controlled.
As time entered the fourth year of the imperial calendar, the imperial government's official excavation of the D-4358 protoss ruins prompted the opening of a new route. Gradually, immigrants from all over the country continued to arrive for various reasons.
Come to this planet to make a living through various ways.
The establishment of a new colony always means more readily available resources, more jobs, and more opportunities. Opportunities and risks coexist, and those low-level workers in the core world who yearn for big ranches and big houses are willing to use their savings to
Money for the rest of my life will buy me hope.
Most of the immigrants were poor people. As for where the colonial ship would take them in the end, and whether they would kick all these people off the ship midway and then bring in a group of passengers to earn double or triple, most of them could only leave it to fate.
Despite this, D-4358 does not have many resources to support a city, or even one or two larger communities. There are many people living here, but they are not permanent residents.
The richest thing on D-4358 is terrazine. This purple gas lingers over the planet in such abundance that even when you dig a hole, you can pull out a few wisps of smoke. However, this gas is poisonous to ordinary crops.
Even if there was once a dense jungle on the planet, not a single blade of grass would grow after hundreds of years.
Most of the immigrants work at the terrazine collection stations established by the Tyranids on the planet, but judging from the number and scale of the collection stations, the empire's current demand for this gas is not large.
As the immigrants nicknamed the Devil's Bazaar by D-4358, apart from those who work at the collection station, the rest of the people work in the largest "bazaar" on the planet. In this market
You can even find sacred artifacts from the stars here. As long as you can imagine it, there is nothing you can't find.
Not only those in the Tyran Empire, but also the killers in the entire Science Sector are placing orders in the Devil's Market to take jobs. As long as the price is right, they dare to assassinate imperial congressmen. Even the most famous mercenary groups are posting notes here looking for jobs.
Do it, because since the Port of the Dead, which was once a no-mind zone, became more and more prosperous under the rule of the Tyranids, D-4358 Demon Bazaar has gradually tended to take its place.
The Imperial Emperor Augustus the Great ruled the country with laws and severe punishments. Characters who used to look down on the Imperial government were now in New Folsom, or were beheaded by ghost agents. This emperor was not
What a gentle person, so the rest of the people also succumbed to his weakness.
But after all, there are too many shady things in this world, and there must be a place to digest these gray transactions that stray from the edge of the law.
"Someone told me that some people in D-4358 have been carried away in recent years and have inevitably crossed the line, doing business that violates ethical standards and trampling on the laws of the empire."
In Augustus' memory, the last time he set foot in these dirty, dilapidated and smoky places was in the slums of Tarsonis and the Port of the Dead, a city built on garbage. The situation in the former has obviously changed.
Things got better, and the Port of the Dead regained its green mountains and green waters under the governance of the imperial government.
It would be a bit too much to say that the Devil's Market is a garbage dump, but in Augustus' eyes it was not much better, because it was just a series of dilapidated streets made of rusty metal and stones, leading to a
The dark side streets of a black market.
This area was once a Tal'darim protoss colony, but it has long been left desolate by their destructive excavation work.
If the Camorians are the mineral locusts among the humans of Koprulu, then the Tal'darin Protoss are the Camorians among the Protoss. The El Protoss emphasizes the harmonious coexistence of man and nature, while the Tal'darin Protoss is not so "pretentious"
.Every time the planets abandoned by the Tal'darin protoss were devastated as if they had been bombed.
This made D-4358, who was already not wealthy, even worse.
D-4358 is a place with a dangerous environment. Sometimes, it is hotter than Char and colder than Blackheath. Only places close to the Tropic of Cancer can still be inhabited. It is true that you need to be strong to survive in such a place.
The will and great courage. In the world of StarCraft, humans are regarded as a tenacious race.
The people here are not living a good life. As the emperor, Augustus believes that he should be responsible. However, the people who come to the Devil's Market are not here to live a good life, and they have no intention of building their own homes.
"Although I didn't come here for this kind of thing, now that I'm here, people here have to know who has been here." As Augustus was talking, Marshal Reno handed over a good cigar, and next to him was a
It was General Matt Horner who lit the cigarette himself.
Donny Vermillion, the military reporter next to him, immediately recorded the precious moment of the emperor inspecting the border. When he pressed the shutter, he was so excited that he felt like a rocket about to take off.
After all, there are only a few reporters who can follow the emperor and record his affairs. Donivomilian's great luck is entirely because he is Emperor Mengsk's unprincipled and loyal licker.
This time Augustus did not wear a military uniform, but a thick gray baize long trench coat to withstand the severe cold when D-4358 traveled to the aphelion. The imperial generals and guards around him were also dressed in the same way. See
He looks like the kind of rich man in the core world who spends a lot of money.
In fact, after arriving in so many worlds, Augustus didn't think there was anything to be afraid of in places like D-4358. Augustus had seen too many desperadoes and knew how to deal with this group of desperadoes.
Dealing with gangsters.
It can be noticed that the people in the Devil's Market are dressed much more wildly than the people in other areas. All the men have strong and muscular looks. It can be seen at a glance that they are crawling around in the mountains of corpses and seas of blood.
The characters who came out. They may be veterans of the old Federation era. Such people have no sense of belonging in the new empire and cannot find good jobs, so they risk their lives to try their luck in the fringe world.
In the Tyranid Empire, the mercenary business is legal, but as the empire becomes more and more powerful and stable, they do not have much work and can only take orders from mining areas and caravans in the edge world. Since the swarm once again launched a large-scale
With the invasion and war raging, the mercenary business started to get better again.
The girls in the Devil's Market are also very eye-catching. D-4358 is filled with thick terrazine fog and never sees the sun all year round. Everyone has snow-white tight skin and exposed slender waists. Each of them is a warrior.
, the scabbard hanging on the belt always shows the wildness of a feline. Every time he smiles, he seems to be trying to lure away the soul of Mr. Tychus Finley.
Whenever they passed by Augustus, they had to look at him carefully. These days, there are many people who cannot recognize the emperor, but there is no doubt that his unique charm will always make him attractive.
Gusdu became the most eye-catching one among the crowd.
People here are not very afraid of outsiders, they only look at them occasionally. Everyone here has a gun, and they are not afraid of trouble.
"If you don't mind, boss, I think I'm going to take two days off." Tychus rushed from the back of the team to the front, his mind no longer on business.
"Even if I think about it with my buttocks, I know what the hell you are planning." Augustus waved his hand as if to shoo away a fly: "I'm telling you, don't even think about it."
"If it weren't for me, you'd still be holding it in New Folsom Prison."
Augustus was telling the truth. According to this timeline, Tychus had already been arrested and imprisoned for robbing a train, and was sent to New Folsom Prison in circles.
However, although Tychus no longer robs trains, his eating skills have not fallen behind. He is proficient in stealing chickens and dogs, and his stinky problems are still very troublesome.
"What are you going to do?" Renault asked.
"Spend money." When Tychus said this, he was still scanning up and down at a passing Devil's Market woman, his eyes seemed to have their own robot's scanning laser.
"What about the others?" Renault asked again.
"Pay money to sleep with women." Tychus smiled: "It would be better if you didn't have to spend money."
"I know, Jimmy, you are also mulling something in your mind. This matter will be taken care of by me, and I will definitely not tell Elizabeth."
"What are you talking about! I have a family." Renault waved his hand and refused sternly: "My son is already eight years old. If it weren't for the war, Liddy and I would have planned to have a second child."
"But I don't mind having a drink and enjoying myself."
"Boss, I saw that your eyes haven't moved anywhere since just now, hehe." Tychus looked at Augustus again, ready to throw dirty water.
"What the hell are you talking about?" Augustus frowned: "If this matter is reported back to the Augustgrad Palace, you and I will have to finish it."
"Compared to Sarah, they are just some rouge and vulgar powder, nothing to see."
Many people underestimated the Imperial Queen Kerrigan, thinking that she was just a lucky ghost agent who used witchcraft to bewitch the Emperor of the Tyranids. On the ancient earth, she was more or less a witch who brought disaster to the country and the people.
But no one expected that since Emperor Augustus personally led the imperial army to fight against the invading insect swarm, the imperial matron sitting in Korhal still managed the huge empire in an orderly manner, as well as taking care of all the affairs of her family.
.Not only is she very skillful, but she is no more soft-hearted than Arcturus' ruthless prince.
At the beginning, the ministers and generals of the empire still had doubts, but it didn't take long for them to be convinced.
Everyone thinks that Angus Mengsk is the Overlord who oversees the country, but in fact it is Queen Sarah Kerrigan who controls the government. Many times, the Queen's decisions are equivalent to the Emperor himself.
"Yes, Tychus, you really don't want your life." Raynor also said.
"What's wrong with me?" Tychus was not satisfied. He had been imprisoned by Augustus for less than half a month, and he was really hungry and thirsty.
"Later, if you act more swiftly, I can give you a holiday for this reason." Augustus' eyes were as sharp as an eagle: "Now, shut your mouth."
Augustus came here mainly because he found a record of his visit to D-4358 in Orega's Xel'Naga spaceship. This is also a base camp of the Scavenger pirates, and there are still many remaining forces.
Orega seems to be another Zeratul who is constantly pursuing the prophecy, but his purpose is to destroy rather than save. This dark archon who is swallowed up by hatred believes that there will be new life after destruction, and he wants to build a world with only Naira
The world of the Zhim Protoss.
Over the years, he has been to no fewer places than Zeratul, not only the Koprulu sector, but also other places for a long time. The places Orega has visited the most are one is the protoss' home planet of Aiur, and the other is Aiur.
One is the moon Elna where the Dark Templar's Temple of Wisdom is located, which is also his former hometown.
And in human places, the most common one is D-4358.
Since Zakul, Augustus and Artanis have parted ways, each dealing with matters within their own sphere of influence. You know, Orega may be anywhere in the world, and finding him is also a difficult task.
It's a very difficult thing, unless you wait for him to show up again.
Augustus waited in Zakul for a few days and realized that he did not have too much time to waste on capturing Orega. His original intention was only to maintain the stability of the border that was harassed by Orega.
Taking advantage of this opportunity, Augustus decided to cleanse the imperial pirate organization and rebel forces headed by the scavenger pirates, starting with D-4358.
Augustus also knew that it was better to block than to open up. As long as the people running the Devil's Market did not cross the line, he would ignore them. But this time, it was obvious that someone thought that Kehal had no control over this place and could dominate it.
.
Just as he was talking, a group of armed men with malicious intentions walked over from the opposite side. Each of them was wearing gray and white power armor and looked very imposing.
"They are people from Tiger's Claw, a group of fledgling mercenaries, but they have established themselves here with their ruthlessness and ruthless efficiency." Matt Horner whispered.
"As long as the tax certificates are paid, I don't care whether they have cat's claws or lion's claws," Augustus said.
"The money goes where the people go, and I like these little bastards," Tychus said.
"I hope these kittens are strong enough to withstand beatings."