The Uncanny: The Knowledgeable Returns From Warhammer

Chapter 21 Backward Technology
Halfway through, Aiwen saw the other party pat his forehead again, took out a pocket watch-sized mechanical device from his arms, put it on the long table, swung his arms and slid towards him, and explained:

"By the way, this is a sensor unique to our mechanical heart. It is uniformly distributed by the bishop, and you have already applied for it."

"The specific usage is to infuse one's own spirituality inside, and the sensors of other team members will vibrate, and then all personnel must put down their work and come to the station immediately to gather."

"If someone is absent, it means that the other party may have encountered a certain degree of danger, so it must be worn close to the body, and it cannot be used at will except when you are in danger or requesting support, otherwise you will be punished."

While speaking, Ikanser yawned again, waved his hands and said, "If you have any problems, you can call me in the lounge."

"As for other precautions, I will explain to you in the afternoon."

Maybe he was really tired. This time, Ikanser didn't talk too much about anything else. He briefly explained how to use the sensor, and then pushed open the door of the lounge compartment.

At this moment, Aiwen suddenly made a sound, staring at Ikanser's back, and asked in a low tone: "Are you really not worried about letting me join the Mechanic Heart team?"

The questioning made Ikanser's body visibly stiff when he was about to enter the cubicle. After a long silence, he turned his back to Aiwen and responded in a firm and helpless tone:

"It is God's will, Mr. Stimson!"

From the door of the lounge compartment, there was a light sound when the door lock spring rebounded, and Ivan, who was in deep thought, gradually came back to his senses.

Seeing that the other party had left, he turned his gaze to the table and picked up the sensor curiously.

There is still a hint of warmth on the brass-colored case, and it is slightly heavy in the hand. At first glance, it seems to be not much different from an ordinary copper pocket watch.

But after looking carefully, Aiwen found that the edge was engraved with strange runes that looked exquisitely crafted, which made people want to have a closer look at the structure inside.

It's just that because he doesn't have the right tools at hand, he can't figure out the technology used internally for the time being.

Putting away the sensor, Aiwen got up and walked out of the lounge. Although in his opinion, cooperating with heretics is tantamount to seeking skins from tigers, but in the current situation where there are powerful enemies around and the fleet cannot be called to wash the ground, it is possible to The options he chose were too harsh.

It's just that there are no good thoughts for no reason in the world, and there is no inexplicable malice.

"So accepting an unknown existence, what are they planning?"

"It seems a bit too far-fetched to just unanimously explain this to the outside world." While walking, Ai Wen thought so.

At the same time, in the lounge compartment, Ikanser leaned against the door panel, listened carefully to the sound of Aiwen's footsteps and left, and couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

When introducing the situation to the other party before, he always subconsciously remembered the tragic scene he saw when Backlund returned to the Mechanical Heart station in Tingen City.

The only three team members were all wounded and weak. Rupert's Gate included the corresponding defense system, as if it had been bombed by 20-pound cannons in turn.

The converted machine gun was twisted into twists, the steel parts melted into molten iron, and the long guns and short guns in the arsenal were all piled up in a messy corridor, and almost no one was intact.

The short corridor of 30 meters seems to have experienced an extremely tragic war.

In such a narrow space, even a demigod in his eyes could not break through the defense line of the team members and the mechanical heart doll without being damaged while resisting dozens of revolving machine guns.

However, the actual situation was that when he arrived starry night and night, the instigator, Alvin Stimson, was lying in the middle of the ruins and sleeping soundly like a normal person.

At the same time, the oracle that came out secretly from the top of the diocese puzzled him even more, why he allowed such a dangerous existence.

He even made a divination to "Arrods", but the result surprised him:
Alvin Stimson, can be a very reliable ally.

This reminded him suddenly of what Dick had said to him before: "Really? I don't believe it!"

Just as Ikanser was leaning against the door and sighing secretly, he suddenly noticed something moving in his trouser pocket. When he took it out, he found that it was 2-077 that he stuffed into his pocket because he was too nervous. Desire Muppet.

Then he slapped himself on the forehead: "I forgot to give this thing to Alvin Stimson, let him suppress his emotions at any time..."

"Sigh... this period of time is really exhausting, the speed of forgetting things is almost as fast as that of the Nighthawks!"

……

Outside the lounge, in the corridor illuminated by gas lamps for 24 hours, Ivan carefully looked at the rooms on both sides of the L-shaped corridor, and suddenly raised his eyebrows.

"There is no prayer room, which is very different from the governing body of the state church."

Although the "Church of the God of Steam and Machinery" is somewhat similar to the name of the "Church of the Mechanic God", there is no automatic production module of machine servants and SCTs here.

Ai Wen couldn't help but secretly sighed when he thought of the backward scene he had seen with Spirit Vision.

Slightly restraining his emotions, he noticed that the door was ajar when he passed the mechanical laboratory at the corner. Out of curiosity, he went straight forward and pushed open the iron door of the laboratory.

And as the door of the laboratory was slowly pushed open, in the relatively spacious room, the primitive and outdated mechanical equipment, the neatly placed metal materials on the shelves, and the busy figure of Upton reflected Aiwen one by one. eyelids.

"Eh? You...how did you come here?"

Hearing someone coming in, Upton, with his oily face, looked a little shocked.

"Just walk around!"

Nodding slightly, Aiwen glanced at Upton, the wheel in the opponent's hand, and the crane behind the opponent, which worked in the same way as the manual rolling door actuator, with an unconcealable disappointment on his face.

"The technology of this era is really too backward!"

After being manifested by the angel statue, in the fragmented memory, human civilization seems to have continued for a long time in various disasters, but under the influence of the so-called mystery, it has been playing waaaaag's "I'm thinking".

But now, the "Church of the God of Steam and Machinery", which represents science and technology, is still using manual filing tables, sledgehammers and hacksaws for mechanical processing.

There are steam engines in the factory, and candles are lit in the room if you can’t use gas lamps. There are horse-drawn carriages on the road, and there are steam cars that are so rare that they can be ignored. The technology tree has all gone to grandma’s house.

"Simply, how...disappointing!"

Shaking his head and putting aside his messy thoughts, Ivan walked towards the innermost side of the laboratory, where he saw that there seemed to be a device similar to a horizontal manual lathe.

On the other side, Upton looked at Ivan blankly, first showed him a disappointed expression, then shook his head at the wheel in his hand, and walked away.

This made Ben intend to suppress his apprehension and fear, and proudly introduced to the other party that when he was inspired by a page presented by Ikanser, a copy of the manuscript of Emperor Roselle, he suffered a merciless blow when he devoted himself to researching the improved bicycle. .

He has seen such gazes more than once on the faces of his parents, neighbors, former teachers, and classmates.

"The acting captain Ikanser from the big city said that I am doing very well, and I am even expected to cooperate with the factory to promote it on a large scale."

Upton lowered his head, suddenly feeling an unprecedented loss, and muttered to himself:
"Could it be that he is just... comforting me?"

"Senseless design!"

In the depths of the laboratory, in front of the horizontal machine tool that slowly stopped rotating, Aiwen withdrew his palm holding the machine head with an ugly face.

And as the infusion of spiritual power stopped, the main shaft on the transmission box also began to slow down, and eventually completely stagnated.

This is a manual machine tool driven by spiritual power, and it has a very heavy burden on the user's spirituality.

Except for the spiritual driving device that couldn't be disassembled for the time being, he quickly figured out how to use its common mechanical parts.

All in all, because there is no universal electricity and no basic motor, the existence of this machine tool seems to be just an experimental magical item.

The user must be a transcendent, but for low-level transcendents, it is a heavy burden and cannot be used for a long time, so there is no possibility of small-scale mass production.

Resisting the urge to take apart the psionic drive device on the machine tool and take a look, Aiwen temporarily turned his attention to himself.

After taking the potion of "Generalist", this body is obviously more proficient in machinery such as complex gears, and chemicals such as aqua regia and nitroglycerin.

In addition to those vulgar knowledge of chemistry and mechanics, there is also an extraordinary ability that comes from potions.

(End of this chapter)