God Emperor’s Angel of Death

As soon as the meeting of the Alliance of Misery ended, an accident happened.

Without waiting for Soshian to contact, the three Forge World mechanical education organizations of Stormwind Star Domain suddenly smelled "smell" and arrived.

Because I don’t know when there was a rumor that in the star fort captured by the Alliance of Misery, there was a certain dark age technology product, and its value was extremely high.

So he was dragged back to Nathan 4 orbit at Starcastle 1 month later, Forge World Griffin 4, Grea, and Zhao-Akada representatives all came to Nathan 4, They all asked to see the legendary "black technology".

But Soshian is in trouble.

He didn't know who had spread this rumor, but he was undoubtedly extremely sinister, and he might even be rushing to the key fragment of the Universal Machine Book.

And the people who spread the rumors are still very smart. If you directly say that there are key fragments of the Universal Machines Book, most of them will only be regarded as nonsense and not taken seriously, but if it is said that there is a black technology, then the machine Most of the believers believed it.

After all, there are precedents for this kind of thing, and there are many examples.

But the question is, where does Soshian have this?

But the more he explained, the less the mechanical believers really believed. The representative of Griffin 4 even directly accused Soshian of not telling the truth, because his emotion perception instrument scanned Soshian’s brain waves. Abnormal, obviously lying.

Knowing that the other party was actually scanning him, Soshian was so angry that he almost threw the guy into space—if Sol stopped him, he might have done it.

After being stalked by the mechanics for several days, Soshian had no choice but to get out a few of Dieterian’s inventions, pretending to be the "black technology" in Starcastle.

The representatives of Mechanical Education saw that it was a technology heresy, and their interest immediately diminished, but they still checked it carefully and determined that some of them belonged to some unique technology.

But out of principle, they are impossible to reclaim technological heretics. That way they will only give people a handle and can only urge Soshian to destroy those heretical technologies.

But now that they are here, Soshian will naturally not let go of this opportunity. He informed the three Forge Worlds of his thoughts.

Signing a contract with a Space Marine alliance, this incident has attracted their attention again.

However, because the matter is serious and their own authority is not high enough, they can only send the news back to the headquarters, waiting for the decision of the sages or higher-level messengers to come and discuss.

But in the process of waiting, there is still an episode.

The representative of Zhao-Akkada secretly found Soshian, hoping to recover the core technology of those "slightly heretical" cores.

Although Soshian was a little surprised, he did not accuse the other party out of the so-called sense of justice. After all, there are some things that everyone knows. The real straightforward and upright Forge World is also difficult to survive until now. Everyone has A few shameful housekeeping abilities.

But he also made his own request.

Starcastle’s machine soul is undergoing purification, but both the main control system and the meditator array need to be replaced. He hopes that Zhao Akada can help restore this part.

The representative of Zhao Akada immediately agreed to this request and informed Soshian that professional personnel and materials would arrive soon.

Although I don’t know who the other person is talking about, Soshian is still looking forward to it, because the tech priests he has at hand are not the most professional in the thinker. Most of them tend to be different Kind of combat system.

But what he could not guess is that the one who is coming is—

"Damn, I feel like I'm going to become a moldy bread maker."

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Six mechanical apologists wrapped in faded, ragged, rusty robes stood completely motionless in front of her, as if the broad transcriptions of the technical archives department looked down at the great hall. Thousands of scribes are like statues of sages.

Their iron boots are firmly locked in the containment slot on the starship deck, and she must firmly grasp a metal pillar to avoid hitting her head on the ship, or The starship fell to the ground when it took off.

The internal space of the starship is simple and simple, which enhances the practicality as much as possible. Its design does not contain any unnecessary decorations or aesthetic elements to please the visual. It perfectly shows what it belongs to. The characteristics of that organization.

Ada Lovelace stroked her short blond hair with one hand, and the dust and grease attached to her hair made her eager to bathe in the pool cubicle once a week.

However, she has a feeling that the cleanliness she yearns for is the farthest thing from the minds of those apologists.

When they brought her out of the cell under the library, no one of them said a word other than confirming her name.

As for the reason she was imprisoned, it was because her superiors discovered that she had improved the internal workings of The Thinker’s computer, and then the technical director burst into a violent and angry brain static from the speakers. In the noise, Lovelace was dragged out of the work line.

Being locked in total darkness for seven days almost broke her.

She still remembers when the door to the cell finally opened, the bronze death mask of the apologist, the gleaming cane in their hands and the unforgiving gaze in their eyes appeared in front of her, she Can not help but shrink into a ball tightly.

After the apologists invited the technical director to scan the biometric security code stored in their canes, her protest against their sudden intrusion and blurted out immediately stopped.

She was very afraid of these apologists. Later, she felt that she should have been afraid of them. Their master specially designed them like this: enlarged body shape, limbs transformed into weapons and bronze skeletons. Behind the mask was flashing green rays of light, eyes unblinking.

In a short while, she was dragged out of the cell and dragged through the writing room where she had been working for several years before, shaking echoes like a huge cave.

Thousands of scribes in burqa, draftsmen, managers, and form stampers filled this writing room.

When she was taken to the archway leading to the distant world, she realized that she would be sad to be separated from the knowledge here.

She will not miss the people here because she has no friends or colleagues here.

No one of those pale-skinned skilled workers lifts the head from their tedious work, the sea-green fluorescence from their Thinker’s computer and the spherical shape floating in the dusty air The swaying rays of light from the lights concealed their lifeless and vigorous, haggard faces.

Such a state is simply unheard-of to Ada Lovelace. She is always amazed at how glorious and ignorant her fellow scribes are about the work they are doing. .