Warhammer: Beginning with Planetary Governors

Chapter 102 Exploded?

Before everyone could react, the scene changed again.

The pixel version of the Slaanesh banshee walked up to the statue of the God-Emperor in a coquettish manner, and danced against the statue under the gaze of several terrifying eyeballs.

Blasphemy, so blasphemous!
Looking at this scene, Carter and others were all stunned.

They turned their heads away and dared not say a word.

I dare not look at it, I really dare not look at it!
Ron felt a pain in his teeth and shouted angrily:
"Which heretic made this animation? Isn't this meant to harm me?"

Moss was the only one who was indifferent. He just felt strange:
"The line and data are fine, how could it be broken? It's impossible."

bang bang!

He used his usual repair technique, with the robotic arm banging on the pixelated mechanical screen.

However, it had no effect at all, the scene continued.

"Quick, quick, turn this shit off!"

Ron had already reacted and urged Moss to turn off the phone.

This pixelated mechanical screen might have been corroded by some kind of chaotic energy.

Chaos crap code?

Or is it a prank by the Chaos God?

Could it be the mysterious demon pilot Vashtor?
Vashtor's name echoed in the whispers of the communicator, scrawled in the corners of the most maddening scrap code.

Legend has it that he specializes in twisted machinery and likes some crazy "innovations".

It's not impossible to do something with Ron's new gadget.

In short, it is not a good thing, it is best to turn it off quickly.

If we attract the attention of these monsters and demons, we will be doomed.

“I’ve turned off the power, but I still can’t turn off the screen”

Mosto clenched his chin and thought:

“This situation is so rare, there must be some mysterious energy supporting it.

Given enough time, I can code around this glitch..."

Ron was at a loss after listening to Moss's words.

What they lack most now is time.

At this rate of erosion, if it continues, those monsters and demons will most likely crawl out along the network cables.

The voice acting in the animation at this point is going frantic.

The Slaanesh panted and performed more unspeakable actions towards the great statue of the God-Emperor.

There were more and more demons of various kinds, and the scene began to become lively.

Some demons were looking at her with lustful eyes; some demons were holding human heads to cheer for the banshee; and some demons were hacking and killing, with blood all over the screen.

It's simply a riot of demons!

As the emotions in the picture became more intense, the demons actually looked at the people outside the picture, as if they had discovered them.

Could it be that these ghosts really have consciousness?

Such a scene is very creepy.

Bang!
Half of the pixelated mechanical screen exploded, and the picture went dark instantly.

"Huh, it's finally over..."

Ron put the smoking bolt pistol back into his waist and wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.

It's so scary.

What heresy and blasphemy it is to broadcast the passionate blockbuster of the God-Emperor in reality.

If the Emperor of God finds out that he has done this, he will use all his spiritual power to whip him.

This matter must be kept secret!
But before Ron could react, the pixel screen suddenly lit up again.

It’s not over, right?
Bang bang bang!
Ron was a little annoyed. He fired repeatedly until the explosive bullet blew the entire pixel mechanical screen into pieces.

However, it is not over yet.

Ziz——the voltage in the laboratory became unstable and the lights became dim.

The densely packed pipelines were flashing with sparks, and a faint purple-black smoke was wrapped around the pipelines and quickly spread out.

Looking at the end of the pipeline, the mechanical mainframe in the center of the laboratory had already been wrapped in thick chaotic energy.

It is running frantically, constantly outputting chaotic information.

Fortunately, this mechanical host has not been connected to the Internet, and the impact is limited to this laboratory.

If the host computer has been put into use and connected to various institutions and industrial areas in the Royal Court District, it can output chaotic information to the entire Royal Court District in a very short time.

That would turn into a huge disaster.

"Destroy the mainframe now!"

Seeing this, Ron made a prompt decision and asked Carter and other guards to destroy the host.

After receiving the order, Carter and other guards quickly walked to the front of the mechanical host, raised their bolters and fired.

bang——

Several bolt guns fired at the same time, muzzles flashed, and bullets poured into the mechanical host like a tide.

By the time a round of shooting was completed, the mechanical host had turned into scrap and stopped working.

But even so, Ron was still worried:
"Abandon the Internet experiment, everyone evacuate here, and perform a high-temperature cleansing of this laboratory!"

Ron and the others evacuated, and the high-temperature cleaning team that was ordered to come completely burned down the entire laboratory.

After the cleaning team carefully inspected the ashes and confirmed that there were no signs of chaos, they sprayed holy water and poured concrete to completely seal off the laboratory.

After the cleanup team sealed off the lab, they nailed a warning sign on the door that read "No Demons Allowed."

The label contains the cleaning date and regular inspection time, emphasising caution.

The cleaning team was newly formed by Ron. In addition to the cleaning personnel, there was also a pastor accompanying the team.

We are specially responsible for the aftermath of invasion and pollution incidents, providing one-stop services such as high-temperature floor cleaning and dust raising.

The cleaning team’s professional capabilities are a bit rough now, but everyone has their own expertise. As long as they work hard to study related technologies, I believe they will become more and more professional in the future.

The cleaning team left after reporting their work.

Ron looked at the completely sealed laboratory in front of him and felt a little lost.

His Internet project failed.

It seems that the technology of the human 3K era is simply unable to resist the erosion of chaotic energy.

No wonder the Mechanicus's mechanics are so cautious about new technology.

To the extent that they block knowledge, implement a high-pressure policy on any independent scientific and technological research, and strictly prohibit people outside the Mechanicus from conducting scientific experiments without authorization.

Allowing a flawed technology that is vulnerable to Chaos to be produced on a large scale would undoubtedly cause great harm to the Imperium.

They would spend centuries studying, translating, and debating a mature technology before finally turning it into a useful product.

Even some complex religious rituals are performed on the machines during the production process.

It's all about stability.

Ron let out a long sigh. It was too difficult to come up with any inventions or innovations in this damn Warhammer 40K.

Boom!

An unknown explosion was heard. The violent explosion caused the ground in the royal court area to vibrate slightly, and the spreading shock wave shattered the glass in its direction.

At the same time, Ron's psychic senses could sense a large amount of overflowing subspace energy.

What the hell!

What's happening here?
Did he really go too far, exposing the location of the planet Ers, allowing the Chaos Demons to find it and invade?
Ron felt a little guilty for a moment.

He looked in the direction of the explosion, where was the newly built mechanical workshop of the Mechanicus.

The owner of that mechanical workshop was none other than the new technical priest of the Royal Court—Sali ​​Cole.

Thinking of the fine traditions of the Sally family, Ron had a bad feeling in his heart.

Could it be that Kohl is playing a bigger game than me?

(End of this chapter)