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Chapter 153 The Saint's Expedition to the West

After a long warp voyage, the expedition fleet, which lost dozens of Swordfish frigates and several Sailfish research ships, returned to Falla.

There are many high-level technical priests who came back with them on the boat. In the previous battle with the death stalker, the forged ship of the Mechanicus was either destroyed by the powerful shipboard firepower of the Eumenides, or was The boarding torpedoes of the space fighters hit, and the death stalkers seized control of several mechanical adepts and scientific research ships through gang battles.

For the technical priests, this is actually a good thing in a sense. On the way back to Falla, they were able to fully experience a cross-galactic warp speed voyage.

After learning that the "curvature bubble" that causes the ship to enter a physical superluminal state is driven by a biological wetware engine called a brain worm, the biological sage "Igrenu" with a high status in the foundry world Muspel into great bliss.

Igrenu's main academic field is neurobiology, so he is particularly interested in the principle of how the brainworm wetware uses its powerful nervous system to distort space and create curvature bubbles that can allow space warships to travel between stars.

After the death of the research director and the disappearance of Alphonse, the nominal organizer of this expedition fleet became Lystia.Igrenu completely ignored the sadness and loss lingering among the monks of truth after the death of his colleagues, and still clung to Listia with the attitude of the most fanatical believer. Research permission.

As for those Eldar banshees who took off their armor in the medical bay, revealing their graceful figures with scars?

God of Myriad Opportunities, isn't that a kind of demihuman strengthened by special surgery?Guaranteed by the academic reputation of Musbell's chief biological sage, that is human beings.How can a human being with two meters tall and pointed ears not be human?
The biological sage Igrenu was still stalking the already distraught Lystia's ass, and the technical priests in the cabin who couldn't rest for a moment annoyed her even more.

This group of guys who have been mechanically transformed to the point where they can hardly be seen as human beings are obviously high-ranking priests in the foundry world Muspel, but they are all the same as those who went to the supermarket for the first time in the sailfish research ship. Like a brat, he was either flipping through this or looking at that, and he was full of interest in the various sophisticated facilities and even the predictive interface in the ship.

The air seemed to be filled with the burnt smell from the electric wires on their bodies short-circuited due to over-excitement, and Listia was a little suspicious. If it wasn't because they couldn't beat them, these oil guys would want to dismantle the whole ship Bring back Muspel and lick it... study it.

"Miss Listia, how are you thinking?"

Just as Listia was looking for an empty rest cabin to rest in peace for a while, that familiar voice——Egrenu approached her again.

As a biological sage who mainly focuses on the field of neurobiology, Igrenu doesn't have many mechanical modifications. At least Listia can still tell her gender through the curve of her pelvis and her unremoved breasts.

Having also undergone biological transformation, Igrenu's body shape will be closer to that of a missionary who has undergone integrated prosthetic transformation, rather than a mechanical sage without a human form, which makes the monks of truth feel a little subconscious about her. Less estrangement.

But that's all.The monks who believe in materialism will never have any superfluous favor for the gang of cyber gods who worship Mechanic in the Mechanic Order.

In the empty rest cabin, Igrenu sat down next to Listia without notice. The distance between the two of them was so close that the insignificant and almost completely silent operation sound of the singularity reactor in the chest could be heard.

"Miss Listia, I can sign a non-disclosure agreement and swear in the name of the God of Myriad Opportunities that I will never reveal any secrets I learned here; Muspel has always had a hostile attitude towards Embra, but I You can also stand on the side of the star bomber and use my channel to lobby the high-level inside Musbell; I can also..."

"As long as it is what I have and what I can do, everything I have can be put on the table as a weight, as long as... I can even turn my back on the belief of the God of Myriad Chances and join the Institute of Truth! As long as, as long as I can I got a complete cerebrum wetware biological engine to study..."

Igrenu became more and more excited as she spoke. The servo skull behind her wanted to report some information to her several times but was forcibly interrupted. The biological sage's breathing was as rapid as a fire that was about to be ignited. Listia felt her At any time, an out-of-control may rush forward and press himself on the bed.

"You said just now that you swore to keep the secret in the name of the God of Myriad Chances, but then you said that you can abandon your belief in the God of Myriad Chances and join us at any time. This...isn't that good?"

Listia didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "And it's not something I have the authority to decide whether the brain worm wetware can be opened to outsiders for research. The biological engine was bestowed by the leader himself, and even we haven't fully understood its working principle. This will be an important topic in the future..."

"Wan... the star bomber! Miss Listia, doesn't this mean that you need me to assist in your research? I'm definitely not boasting. In the field of biological research, you can't beat me in the entire Far Eastern frontier." By!"

Igrenu completely ignored Listia's statement that she had no relevant authority, and began to brag about her academic achievements in an extremely exaggerated tone, hoping to prove the great help she could bring to the future research of the Order of Truth.

"Even if you say that, I still don't have authority... I've always been hated by people in the congregation." Listia was extremely tired:
"And it's useless for you to tell me more? It's nothing meaningless. If you really want to study brainworm wetware so much, you can directly apply to join the Terra Expedition—oh, you call that 'Saint West' Sign'? Not bad."

"The Saint's Western Expedition?" Igrenu finally calmed down a little: "Does this have anything to do with the biological engine I want to study?"

So you don't know, that's no wonder... Listia thought for a while and said:
"It's like this. In order to send the L-Stargate construction template to the holy Terra, the Prophet summoned 13 Astartes battle groups and almost all the military forces in the entire Far Eastern frontier, and formed a team that traveled to Terra from 13 directions. 13 expeditionary forces."

"Our leader promised to provide each expeditionary force with a battleship equipped with a warp speed engine, and help the flagships of the 13 chapters to upgrade and refit for free, and also equipped with a biological warp speed engine."

Both Ygrenu and the servo-skull behind her fell silent.

"So if you really want to study brainworm wetware so much, why don't you apply to be stationed in a battle group's flagship to become the chief technical advisor. There are 13 battle groups. If you really have achievements, you can choose whichever you want... It's not right, we There is already a blood feud with the Death Stalkers, and the leader probably won't provide this battleship with a battleship?" Listia said in an uncertain tone.

In that case, only 13 of the 12 expeditionary forces would be supported by the Queen of Glory and the warp drive.

(End of this chapter)