Warhammer 40: Gods Of Mortals

Chapter 974 Terra’s version of the Mechanicus
The transport plane was about to reach its preset destination outside the orbit and began to dive toward the ground.

The target is the Ural Mountains.

The transport plane dived at extremely fast speeds and reached the mountainous area from outside the orbit in just two seconds. However, even so, it was still attacked by the defense system.

Some turrets on the ground that were unmaintained and owned by no one opened fire in the air. Every shot hit the transport plane, but the shield protected it as it continued to fall.

It is not completely safe until we fall into the Ural Mountains.

After landing, the transport aircraft hovered two meters above the ground.

Qin Mo saw a large group of people standing outside the window. The shapes of these people were particularly strange. They were not in the wasteland style of Mad Max, but in the heavy industry style of the post-apocalyptic era.

Everyone had a mask on their face that looked like a welder's mask.

Everyone has no hair, only iron pipes coiled on their heads like hair.

"The Terravat Tribe."

When Malcador wanted to introduce himself, the Emperor spoke first.

"Just think of them as Martian mechanical believers on Terra."

"Before we arrived, I used my spiritual power to give a dream to the then leader of the Terravat tribe a hundred and thirty years ago, telling him that remnants of the technological age would come here in one hundred and thirty years. This is why they stood This welcomes us.”

After listening to the emperor's words, Qin Mo suddenly remembered who these familiar masked people were.

The Terravat Horde, as the Emperor said, was almost the Cult Mechanicus on Terra, but with different doctrines.

They also worship machinery and technology.

They also believe in machinery and technology.

As for why they were no longer seen after the unification of Terra, Qin Mo didn't know the fate of the Terravat tribe, but he estimated that they might have been gradually killed by the Mechanicus as heretics.

Before the Unification War has officially begun, and after the Dragon Kingdom and the Eagle Kingdom surrender, the Emperor will come to the Terravat Tribe.

That's how it was originally.

"You want them to provide you with the weapons of the Forbidden Army and Thunder Warriors, and to undertake the logistics and production work." Qin Mo asked, "But why is this necessary?"

"It's quite necessary. In the past, this tribe was originally going to be a gift to you." Malcador said for the emperor, "But who would have thought that you wouldn't need them after we haven't seen you for a month."

Qin Mo thought for a while and decided to go down and capture the Talawat tribe, either by the forces over Gouzi in the Himalayas or by other warlords.

The chief of the Terravat tribe and the senior figures in the tribe did not stand there and wait, but could not restrain their interest and came to the transport plane.

They caressed the transport and communicated using electronic devices implanted in their mouths.

This transport plane is not that superb compared to the vehicles in the tribe, but it is smooth and complete, as if it has been completely carved out of a piece of metal without being spliced.

The materials used are also unprecedented.

The people of Terravat are very knowledgeable about goods, and what they appreciate is not this transport plane with simple functions, but the processing technology and materials science products behind this transport plane.

When the chief stroked the shell and tried to use his hand device to find out the traces of processing at the microscopic level, the transporter's shell surged like water, gradually spreading out an exit.

Three people walked out of the outer shell of the transport plane that flowed around like water.

The flowing materials automatically gathered into the stairs under their feet.

It wasn't until the three of them stood in front of the Terravat that the shell recovered. The Terravat people subconsciously stepped back and watched the visitors coming out of the transport plane.

In the Chief's eyes, the Emperor was a man with glittering gold and thunder and lightning behind him, just like the image in the dream his father told him.

"Come." Qin Mo waved to the chief.

The chief took two steps forward.

Qin Mo stretched out his index finger and placed it in front of the chief. When the latter stared at his fingertips with all his concentration, a key appeared out of thin air and floated on his fingertips.

"Here you go." Qin Mo threw the key to the chief.

There was no mysterious meeting ceremony, no gossiping, just a gift that brought the Terravat tribe closer to the visitors.

These Terran Mechanicus men immediately turned around and welcomed the three visitors into the underground of the Ural Mountains.

Before going to the Talawat tribe's residence, Qin Mo had guessed that this group of people just had an ancestor who likes to crawl into the ravines like most warlords and chiefs. But when he really entered this underground world that he didn't know much about, he discovered that The Terravat tribe did not simply regard the valley as a place of residence.

The entire underground world is completely different from the rough post-apocalyptic industrial style image of the Terravat tribe. The underground facilities are very exquisite, but they look ancient and decorated with too many religious decorations by the Terravat tribe.

"This may have been an arsenal in the past, an arsenal from ancient times."

As the taciturn Terravat man led the way, Qin Mo and Malcador talked quietly.

"I think so too. It is estimated that when Terra first became a state of disorder a long time ago, the employees in this factory used the factory as a refuge, and then the descendants of those employees became the current Terravat people. Look."

"Uh-huh."

The emperor quietly looked at Qin Mo with his peripheral vision.

According to the original idea, Qin Mo would wander around this underground world with a look of disdain on his face, and then be as impatient as if he were on a transport plane.

But not so.

Qin Mo looked like he was visiting a museum, looking at everything around him with interest and with the eyes that a latecomer would consider inevitable.

“Another classic case of technological black box leading to blind faith.” Makado lamented.

Qin Mo agreed again.

He once discussed privately with Malcador why humans became what they are now.

Then the two agreed that after the Iron Man rebellion, humans no longer used Iron Man and AI, and no longer trusted and tolerated the Stone Man, causing a gap in knowledge inheritance.

Those witchcraft-like technologies are just a technological black box in the eyes of later generations. For example, a boxy, palm-sized thing can create a tank out of thin air. The user will not know how this thing can complete a large factory. The finished thing, both in appearance and volume, has nothing to do with production tanks.

It's not even possible to dismantle this thing to see its internal structure, because it can't be taken apart.

Many years after the final breakdown of knowledge inheritance, users will think that technological creations are miracles. Because they are miracles, they can do things that are simply impossible in common sense.

Then, techno-religions like the Terravat Tribe would emerge.

While using technology, we regard technology as a god.

This is not funny, just sad.

(End of this chapter)