Chapter 233 Will the clone dream of the goddess Aisha?

Did it hit the person opposite?

Hearing the angry curses coming from the other side of the teleportation portal, everyone in Ron felt numb.

Sure enough, that black-hearted oil guy can't do anything good.

"Start search-capture order!"

The mechanical sage was obviously annoyed by the sudden attack and was determined to catch the attacker.

Buzz——

Before Ron could react, with the noise of slight mechanical operation, a servo skull flew in through the portal.

Fortunately, Carter had quick eyesight and quick hands. The moment it flew in, he violently knocked it away with his fist.

Damn it, we need to close the door immediately!

At the same time, Ron came back to his senses. He quickly controlled his body and closed the teleportation portal through the Blackstone Throne.

He looked at the dimmed portal, feeling a little worried.

The servo skull entered the portal, and I don't know if it took any pictures or collected any information.

"I assure you, it was just a simple accident. Who knew there was someone standing on the opposite side..."

Kaul scratched his head, feeling a little depressed.

Ron glanced at him and said unhappily: "From now on, no more littering!"

"Lord Savior, do you need me to go over and take care of it?"

Carter asked.

That servo-skull might have gathered some information, and it would be best to destroy it.

"No more troubles"

Ron shook his head and rejected Carter's proposal.

In this case, rushing over will only expose more information and attract more hostility.

Moreover, the Forge World is equivalent to the headquarters of the Mechanicum in this region. It has a huge army of skitarii, and its strength cannot be underestimated.

It's just a minor annoyance now.

If they cause damage or start a fight in the past, it could become a big trouble.

As for information, just expose it, there is nothing you can do about it.

When the territory uses the Internet on a large scale in the future, the relevant information will certainly not be concealed.

Fortunately, his territory is on the dark side of the empire.

Even if the forces related to the empire covet the Webway, they will not be able to find the location of the territory in a short time.

Even if they find a location, they can't come over.

For Ron, as long as he doesn't light up the star torch, the empire can't do anything to him.

It only needs to be defended against the attacks of chaos forces and aliens.

Of course, you also need to be vigilant against attacks from within the network channel.

…

Huang Quan No. 8 Foundry World.

A huge brown star ring surrounds the planet.

This is a forge world located on the eighth massive moon in the ring of a gas giant planet in the Vulcanis binary star system.

Known as the sleepless one-eyed man.

The entire forging world is filled with choking smoke, and its surface is covered with countless giant furnaces and casting facilities, which are constantly devouring minerals.

Huge monuments representing honorary machinery stand everywhere, and magnificent weapons manufacturing factories are so big that they reach the sky.

This Forge World briefly fell into the hands of the traitors during the Horus Heresy, until the mysterious Eldar intervened to save them.

This incident directly caused this forging world to become the headquarters of a secret sect within the Mechanicum.

This faction is dedicated to the research and exploration of xenos technology, which is opposed and attacked by most Tech-Priests.

To put it simply, the technical priests here like to work hard and engage in some alien-related mechanical technology.

This also makes them distrusted by the Empire.

But given the importance of the forging world of Underworld No. 8, even the supreme lords of Holy Terra were unwilling to interfere too much with their actions.

The Ordo Xenos doesn't think so.

To them, the behavior there was outright heresy.

That is an insult to their position.

However, they had no way to directly judge him. After all, the Mechanicum, one of the Empire's two-headed eagles, was not a vegetarian.

Machinery Factory A*VIII1248.

Dozens of Skitarii Jaegers of the Adeptus Mechanicus are scouring the area.

They all wore dark red mechanical armor, held phosphorus guns, and wore pure black robes.

The crimson mechanical armor represents that they are still the God of All Machines and Mars.

The black shirt represents that they are good at covert operations to cover up their shameful "heretical" behavior.

"We haven't found the attackers yet. Did they disappear out of thin air? Keep looking!"

Mechanical Sage Palus was obviously dissatisfied with the Jaegers' work efficiency and angrily scolded them.

He was able to determine that an attacker had just attacked him using a strange jar.

Although it didn't cause any harm, it interrupted his meditation and caused the inspiration he finally caught to slip away.

This made Parus very angry and the damn guy had to pay the price!

Zizzi~

A nearly smashed servo skull was emitting sparks, and it finally couldn't hold on and fell to the ground.

That damn guy even destroyed his own mechanical creation!

Palus was even more angry. His robotic hand grabbed the servo skull and inserted the data pipeline into it.

Fortunately, the data core of the servo skull was not completely destroyed, and he could analyze some information from it.

After a while, Palus found the remaining images in the servo skull data core and projected them into the air.

He could see that when the servo skull flew to an area, it hit the twisted space, and a big fist hit it the moment it passed through the space.

Then, the scene ends.

that's it?

Parus was a little confused. He couldn't see what was on the other side of the space. He only saw the big fist.

Fortunately, he also got some information.

That is, the attacker has some kind of space technology that can hide his body, and he is extremely powerful!

It's just that Parus is a little strange. Why doesn't the enemy attack him directly, but just hits him lightly?

He couldn't figure it out.

In the end, he could only get a more reasonable answer, that is, the attacker did not have much malicious intent.

As for why, he couldn't be sure.

Parus put away the strange jar that hit him and arranged several monitoring devices in that space.

If there were any changes in that space, he would know it immediately.

He then dispersed the Skitarii Jaegers.

Since the attackers have space technology, they will definitely not be able to find anyone.

Palus did not choose to report it. This machinery factory was equivalent to his independent kingdom, and he would not let other guys get involved.

"Authentic mechanical fuel drink?"

After returning to the machine shop, Palus placed the strange jar on the instrument and observed it carefully.

There is a picture of a guy making a Y sign with his hand printed on the can. It's very annoying at first glance. He must be an arrogant maniac.

This is the creation of this religion.

Because the jar bore the symbol of the Mechanicum and a special emblem that he had never seen before.

Like a combination of the Holy Gear and the Holy Sun.

Each forge world has its own special sigil.

Underworld No. 8 also has its own special coat of arms, which consists of one half of a holy gear plus a variant of the letter A, a skull and the Roman numeral VIII.

So, this jar was also made in a forging world?

Parus checked the information on the jar. He entered the relevant information into the database, but did not find any relevant information.

That was not a product the Empire was known to have.

Similarly, he could not find information about the forging world.

But it is understandable that there are indeed many forging worlds in the galaxy that have not been recognized or whose information has been deleted.

Palus looked at the jar and muttered: "Refresh yourself and drink the authentic fuel drink..."

Then he saw the small print below: "Is it better than improved fuel drink?"

There is no doubt that this is a special drink produced in a certain forging world, and it is specially developed for the technical priests.

That's a pretty rare product.

Palus couldn't help but feel a little curious and wanted to taste it, but he couldn't take it lightly.

He put the fuel drink into a sealed box that could withstand high-intensity explosions, and controlled the robotic arm to open it to take samples.

After confirming that it is non-toxic and harmless.

Palus curiously took out the fuel drink and took a sip.

Zhi~

The dark red mechanical eyes suddenly lit up, and the old parts sped up.

Palus swore it was the most delicious drink he had ever had.

He felt that the mechanical parts of his body were much lubricated, and the sweet yet cold and exciting smell of gasoline hit the biological brain.

That feeling is indescribable!

His muddy thoughts suddenly became clear, and he had a better solution to the alien technology formula he had been thinking about.

“Praise be to Omnisiah!”

Palus couldn't believe it. Just after taking a small sip of the drink, his lost inspiration came back.

Moreover, the ideas are more perfect and there is a qualitative breakthrough!

It is not without reason that fuel drink is welcomed by motor oil enthusiasts. It has real and powerful effects.

Not only does it serve as a special lubricant to repair body parts, it also refreshes and refreshes the mind.

In fact, the original fuel drink did not have such an effect.

But Caul and Moss, the two great sages of Erth Mechanicus, fought endlessly over fuel drinks, starting a crazy arms race.

They are constantly adjusting the formula to include more beneficial substances regardless of the cost.

In order to obtain better formulas, they also spent sky-high gear coins, allowing Xiao Ling to use unimaginable computing power to deduce and optimize the formula.

Tens of thousands of version optimizations have been performed.

Nowadays, the authentic fuel drink in the hands of Parus is the latest model.

This fuel drink contains dozens of substances that are beneficial to the body and mind without affecting its taste.

The puree is sealed in a storage tank surrounded by small solar energy pipelines and buried in a lucky place more than ten kilometers underground.

It is fully fermented, has a unique flavor, and also incorporates a trace amount of small solar energy.

That is the core technology of Kaul's orthodox sect, which is far ahead.

The new fuel drink was Kaul's signature product, temporarily defeating Moss's reformist fuel drink.

But he didn't slack off either.

Ju said that Moss guy is planning a big move recently. He is preparing to launch the latest improved fuel drink, which has been warmed up on the machinery forum.

It has to be alarming!

In short, thanks to tens of thousands of improvements made by Kaul and Moss regardless of cost, mechanical fuel drinks have broken away from the category of ordinary drinks.

It is probably a health product with powerful effects...

When Palus drank that thing, it was almost like being injected with some kind of thinking-enhancing potion.

And it's quite high-end.

After all, it was made regardless of the cost, and it also had the energy of the little sun attached to it.

"Almighty Creator, what a precious thing this is..."

Palus was quite emotional, he didn't expect the attacker to hit him with such a precious drink.

What a nice guy.

He couldn't bear to drink it anymore, so he kept the fuel drink in a special force field device and hid it.

Such precious items should be stored with care.

After Parus saved the fuel drink, he was ready to continue researching the alien technology project.

He was obsessed with it and devoted almost all his energy to it.

For the Tech-Priests of the Cryptozoology, there is no greater joy than studying xenos technology.

That is their ideal and love.

This is mainly caused by the overly conservative and repressive academic atmosphere within the Mechanicum.

Most of the time, the main task of the Mechanicum is to discover and maintain existing technologies, and is hostile to all new technologies.

Even if it is technology from STC, those engine oil guys still need to test it thousands of times.

Research discussions will be held at each stage of testing. After countless tests, discussions, and debates, a blueprint that can be manufactured can finally be formed.

However, by the time the blueprint was formally formed, tens or hundreds of years had passed.

Even if the blood of the oil guys is replaced with a special reagent, it will have a lifespan of several centuries or more.

But given such a long and tedious research process, they will never be able to study more than a few projects in a lifetime.

And they spent so much of their lives just testing and replicating already existing technology.

I can only wallow in old papers my whole life.

When those oil guys secretly came into contact with alien technology and conducted research secretly, it was as if they had entered a whole new world.

Once you try this feeling, you can never go back.

Tech-priests who are too obsessed with forbidden technologies are more likely to fall into chaos and become black machine greasers.

Palus studied the alien technology based on the inspiration he had just obtained, while closely monitoring the previous space area.

He had a hunch that the attacker would come again.

…

Research vessel.

After collecting data on several teleportation portals, Ron and everyone returned to the ship.

Now is the initial exploration, just collect relevant data.

The Ministry of the Interior is establishing a network operation and maintenance department, which will be a huge department with millions of people.

In the future, they will come in and be responsible for handling related work of the network channel.

For example, finding and counting the data of all transmission portals, maintaining the operation of network channels, controlling network traffic, etc.

As soon as he returned to the lounge and sat down, the pungent smell of engine oil made Ron frown.

It was the smell of fuel drink, and Call was drinking that stuff again.

Ron really couldn't understand why oil guys liked to drink these sticky things.

Not long ago, Kaur shamelessly tried to drag him to the platform for authentic fuel drinks, saying that his face would be printed on the can.

Good guy, isn’t that just an endorsement?

But Ron thought about it and sternly refused on the grounds that it would undermine fair competition.

Mainly because he really didn't like that thing.

Ron rubbed his nose and continued to flip through the information on the Forging World of Underworld No. 8 on the data pad.

As a famous foundry world in the empire, Huangquan No. 8 will become the key contact target of the territory in the future.

See if there is any chance to get some important technology of the empire.

At present, some technologies in the territory are indeed higher than the average level of the empire, but they are mainly concentrated in fields related to subspace and small solar energy.

The overall technological level is far inferior to that of the prosperous areas of the empire.

None of the high-end technologies needed to maintain imperial rule were available.

Such as Terminator Armor, Titan Fortress, Melta Weapons, etc.

Even the armors worn by Space Marines are only modified emergency products.

In the future, we have to obtain the highest-end power armor technology and then optimize and improve it.

This initial exploration of the Internet actually has another important purpose.

That is to see if we can find some technological relics to supplement the technological gap in the territory.

However, the results of the current exploration have left Ron deeply disappointed.

There is nothing in this area except a large number of teleportation portals and hidden chaos monsters.

By the way, didn’t the ancient Eldar once occupy the Webway? Why didn’t they leave anything behind?

It was so clean, not even a piece of iron could be found.

Even if you leave some rags for me to pick up, it will be enough, at least I will gain something.

Ron let out a long sigh. He no longer had much hope in finding ancient technological relics.

When Duke and his team, who went out to clean up the chaos monsters, returned, the research ship took off again.

They will continue along the main passage and explore deeper areas.

"It's nothing to see, it's like infinite replication..." Ron leaned against the porthole and propped his chin to observe the situation outside.

The scenery in the main passage is the same, with almost no changes, not even the rubble ruins can be seen.

But this is a good thing. It proves that the Webway area controlled by the Blackstone Gate is very well preserved.

It's just that this kind of scenery is too boring and boring.

After looking at it for a while, Ron felt sleepy and simply lay down to rest.

The subspace energy here was too active, and he quickly fell asleep and fell into a nightmare.

In the dream, he was entangled in the illusion related to Slaanesh again, which was more exciting than before!

Ron not only dreamed of various top beauties in his previous life, but also dreamed of Slaanesh and the Eldar goddess of life, Elsa.

Hiss~

New scenes unlocked?

This dream was different from before. Now he was on a strange planet.

Everything around him was so white and soft, like marshmallows.

He held hands with Slaanesh, Aisha and others and flew gently into the sky, arriving on a bed of white and soft clouds.

Aisha and other warm-smelling nephrites were covered in gauze and looked at him with expectant eyes.

Seeing this, Ron reacted somewhat.

No, how could he dream of Elsa? Wasn't she in Nurgle's garden?

Elsa, the goddess of life, is a rare subspace entity that is true, kind, and beautiful, but her experience was too tragic.

She was first captured and imprisoned by the Eldar God of War, Kain, and then kidnapped by Slaanesh to be made into a permanent doll.

Fortunately, Brother Nurgle was obsessed with Elsa, and in a rage he took her away from Slaanesh.

Nurgle protects Elsa in Nurgle's Garden.

He sent Nurglings to jump and laugh around her feet to make her laugh. He planted the valley with festering poisonous weeds and twisted flowers for her to admire. He also often used the plague cauldron to cook the best soup for her.

He hoped that his beloved goddess would be happy, but the goddess was always expressionless and depressed.

What a pure love god of war!

Ron looked at the pitiful life goddess Elsa in front of him, and suddenly an idea came to his mind.

Why did that little man from Slaanesh do this?

Does he look like this, and is he in a dream in which he fell in love with Nurgle's beloved goddess?

At the same time, Ron could feel that Aisha was so real and didn't seem fake.

This dream was too bizarre.

But come on, it’s here.

Just as Ron stepped forward and hugged Elsa gently, he felt tears falling on his chest.

Then he heard the goddess crying...