Warhammer: I live under the watchful eyes of the gods

Chapter 127 Asked you to move something, did you fix it?

Sene Leta is an ordinary technical priest.

Even in a sense, he is still a little short of the real management class.

Of course, this is not to say that Sene Leta's qualifications are not enough.

In fact, he has served in the Expeditionary Fleet 63 for hundreds of years.

He witnessed the spectacular spectacle of the expedition fleet setting sail from Terra, and witnessed the bloody battle on Ullanor.

He firmly believes that mankind will be able to return to the pinnacle of the galaxy through this expedition.

At least for now.

Because then, he can acquire more knowledge.

Curiosity is a common label for almost every believer in Mechanicus.

Mechanically manipulating the mechanical arm behind him, Sene is checking the loader that has lost its drive in front of him.

It seems that due to the high-load continuous rotation in the past few days, there is a small problem with a certain part inside the loading and unloading machine.

Can run but only a little.

The speed at which a tortoise crawls is unacceptable in an emergency situation.

After all, Sene is not a master. It is okay to make some gadgets according to the ready-made template. It is really difficult for Sene to troubleshoot this kind of bug that is deeply hidden and has an internal linkage mechanism.

Of course, trouble does not mean there is no solution.

One of the simpler ones is to apply holy oil, and then sing praises to the God of All Machines, praying that this thing will get better.

The other kind of more difficult is to take it all apart and do an overall inspection.

Of course, it is an inspection, it is better to say that it is a whole redo.

But, although the overall redo can solve more than 99% of the problems, but if they are all called redo, the workload will naturally be indispensable.

What's more troublesome is that Sai Nei's workplace is not close to here.

Therefore, Senei needs to hold a lot of dismantled parts and "crawl" back to the workshop with the loading and unloading machine to start the overall inspection.

Generally speaking, this kind of work will be done by machine servants or slave labor.

But don't you see, those machine servants and slave workers are so busy that they don't have time to talk to Sené.

After all, everyone knew that the loading and unloading machine could not be repaired in a short period of time, so the tasks that should have been done by the loading and unloading machine naturally fell on the servants and slave workers.

And just as Seene prepared himself to do this kind of chore with a "nostalgic sigh" in a mechanical voice, he saw a gray hat with a large brim.

Silently breathed a sigh of relief, he knew that this was his old friend who came to give him coolies.

This is a long-term cooperation, or a tacit understanding.

This is a bit different from M42.

As of M31, the non-Astartes forces of the Empire are collectively known as the "Mortal Auxiliaries".

These mortal auxiliaries are directly or indirectly subordinate to the various Legions Astartes.

And the Mortal Auxiliary is a comprehensive combat unit that includes both the fleet and the army.

Therefore, compared with M42's separation policy of "Astral Army" and "Imperial Navy", the Mortal Auxiliary Army is more flexible and can complete most of the combat tasks independently.

But this is not without cost, and this cost will be reflected in the Horus Rebellion not far away.

To sum up, in a sense, within the mortal auxiliary army at this moment, the fleet and troops can be said to be highly bound.

So every time Kordwina encountered a "stab" like Karl who couldn't be transferred to retire because of his relationship with his superiors, he would be sent to Sene for reform through labor.

And Sene doesn't mind a few more temporary workers, at least for now, Kordwina can be regarded as a relief for Sene.

"Identification, oh, isn't this our political commissar of Kedwina, I guess you sent me workers again?"

Senei who turned around slowly, electronic eyes flashed a slightly excited red light.

Of course, the mechanical arm swinging around behind him has already exposed his thoughts.

Looking at Sené, who has no airs of a technical priest at all, Kordwina can't help but sigh that this guy really doesn't hide his thoughts at all.

But this is also good, at least dealing with people like Sene is far better than those pretending to be deep riddlers.

Lifting the big-brimmed hat on his head, he went directly to the topic.

"You find some work for him these few days, and I will give you a bottle of good holy oil after you finish your work in a few days."

Hearing this, Sene was even more delighted.

Although it cannot be said on the surface, this kind of extra income is not earned for nothing.

How can the money of those who seek knowledge be called earning? It is called "a tribute to the god of all opportunities".

Of course, it is hard to say who will use this kind of tribute in the end.

After all, the God of Myriad Opportunities is just a "symbolic belief". For Him who does not have "specific entities", it is enough that these objects have meaning.

The evil py transaction has been completed, and it is up to Sene to assign tasks to Carl.

But he just recovered from the fantasy of the holy oil, but he couldn't find the "worker" sent by Kedwina.

(Strange, what about people?)
The electric sound of "Zizi" passed by, it was the faint sound of the motor rotating on the neck of Sai Nei.

After looking around, he finally found Karl next to the strike loaders.

(Damn, what is he doing!)

I saw Karl kicking the strike loaders one by one.

For a moment, Seine felt that the "oil pressure" in his brain could hardly hold up.

That's a holy machine!
Damn this is blasphemy against the Ohm Messiah!
Sene's mood, which was improved because he could obtain the high-grade holy oil, suddenly became extremely bad.

If it weren't for the many years of friendship with Kordwina, Sene would have called someone to come over and kill Carl directly.

Quickly walking in front of Carl, Sene roared in an extremely angry electronically synthesized voice: "God of all opportunities, what the hell is this damn blasphemer doing!"

At this moment, Senei, who was holding a mechanical battle in his hand, was extremely angry.

And Carl's answer made him even more angry, and he almost could eat fried brains.

I saw Carl looked at him with a puzzled expression, tilted his head in a wicked way and asked, "Aren't I helping you repair these loading and unloading machines?"

For a moment, Seney's brain seemed to freeze.

(You call every machine a kick as a repair???)
(If this kind of joke practice can be done, I will kneel down on the spot and call you a great sage alive.)
But soon, Sene realized that he seemed to be wrong a little too much.

Accompanied by the roar of the mini-engine inside the loader, those "diehards" who hadn't been able to get it done with all the effort in the previous ones moved smoothly.

"This, this, this is simply the existence of the Om Messiah."

For a moment, Sené was so shocked by the scene in front of him that he was almost talking nonsense.

His semi-mechanical brain that has been running for thousands of years can't understand the principles of everything in front of him.

Why can Karl solve all the "old diseases" of these loaders in front of him with a simple count of feet.

If it's just one, Sene can also understand that Karl is just lucky.

But there are a total of 8 loading and unloading machines, all of which were repaired with one kick, so luck cannot be used to explain it.

(Could it be that this guy is some great sage who ran down to play?)

(You can't find such a "flesh body" great sage throughout the entire empire.)
In an instant, a large number of logical errors almost overloaded Seine's cyborg brain.

Fortunately, Carl's speech even stopped Sai Nei's cranky thinking.

"How about we find a place to talk?"

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(End of this chapter)