Warhammer: I live under the watchful eyes of the gods

Chapter 133 The gears are full of conspiracy

Karl, who was lying in the dormitory, couldn't fall asleep for a long time.

On the edge of half-dream and half-awake consciousness, he always felt that someone was staring at him in the shadows in the distance.

But no matter how he tried, the other party just couldn't come out.

And if it's just a non-dangerous look, then Karl can't fall asleep because of this little thing.

The most important thing is that he hasn't seen through the core of this "trial" until now, which is an extremely dangerous signal.

Just like the "Tzeentch's Killer" on Isstvan III last time.

If it wasn't for the staggered perfect luck, maybe he really capsized in the gutter.

But it's not an option to spend it like this, he can only force himself to sleep.

After all, tomorrow is the battlefield of life and death, and no one can guarantee that he will survive on the unpredictable battlefield.

Therefore the necessary rest is very important.

He finished all the preparations during the sabotage process in the afternoon.

At this moment, we can only wait for tomorrow's test.

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==63 Expeditionary Fleet, Adeptus Mechanicus--Flagship of Iron Gear==
At the same time that Karl forced himself to sleep, a Thunderhawk belonging to the Mechanicus also docked on the side of the Iron Gear.

Accompanied by the sound of mechanical gears turning, the metal iron door at the rear of Leiying slowly opened upwards.

And the "person" who came out of it was Sene.

Looking at the familiar cabin in front of him, even he, who has already been semi-mechanized, couldn't help feeling a little bit of "sadness".

It may be because he just read the data that Karl left for himself in the servo skull, and he is very "disappointed" at this moment.

I obviously didn't miss anything, even the voice in that video was faked.

But why no one believes in themselves?

Is this the so-called mechanical god who only recognizes knowledge?
If even the attempt to create knowledge is denied and labeled as a heresy, is there still a need for such a Mechanic Cult to exist?

In Sene's eyes, he couldn't see the Mechanic Cult who had vowed to re-light the way forward for mankind with wisdom.

Hiding privately, forming cliques, and blinding the future due to excessive worship of the past.

This was not the Adeptus Mechanicus Sené wanted to see.

The God of Myriad Machines must be very disappointed to see such a Mechanic Cult.

The former Sene was incapable.

Being suppressed to the extreme, he could only swallow his anger.

He can even obtain short-term peace by actively shielding part of his memory modules.

But it was different now, it was a force that would destroy the world.

Even if he can only peek at a corner of it at present, Sene knows what those STCs that have not been unlocked mean.

This is the "capital" that Karl gave him.

Thinking of this, the mechanical arm behind Senai couldn't help shaking.

And at this moment, a mechanical identification code familiar to Senai suddenly came over.

"Identification code 5253, Sene Leta you only have 2 minutes to explain why you are here, you know I'm busy, to be honest I don't think this is a good time to meet, so you better give me a proper explanation .”

Hearing this, Sene swept his gaze forward.

It was "a "machine" full of various mechanical arms and a huge liquid memory.

Or to put it another way, this is Sene's former teacher - Regulus.

And Regulus is also the representative of the Mechanicus in the 63rd Expeditionary Fleet.

He is mainly responsible for commanding the robots belonging to the Legion, and is responsible for maintaining almost all combat machinery.

At this moment, Regulus is in the "expanded state". This non-anthropomorphic state allows Regulus to process the messages from the entire fleet more efficiently.

But in general, after recalling those unbearable things, Sené's attitude towards Regulas is still mainly gratitude.

After the Sene incident, if Regulus hadn't tried to protect him, he might not even be able to join the expedition fleet at this moment.

Using a small mechanical arm, he took out a small storage device from behind, and handed it to Regulus respectfully.

"I accidentally found some leftover STC code fragments in the process of repairing machines numbered 63-A0231-4214, so I immediately sorted them out and sent them over."

Hearing this, Regulus' electronic eyes that were covered by the liquid memory storage tank flickered for a moment.

He vaguely remembered this number.

That's the serial number of the servo-skull he used to plant Sene.

That idiot Senei was sold with half a set of STC, but he didn't know it yet.

Although I don't know why the other party would name and frame an ordinary quasi-technical priest, and then additionally request to stuff it into the No. 63 Expeditionary Fleet, but who doesn't love the STC picked up for nothing.

It was precisely because of that "flying wealth" that Regulus, who was originally a sage at the top of his life, finally climbed to the position of the representative of the Mechanicus in the No. 63 Expeditionary Fleet.

It was also because of this that even though he was so busy with military affairs, Regulus still had to take the time to see what kind of mess this Sene had made.

Looking at the memory card that Sene handed over, Regulus smelled a hint of conspiracy.

This is the "experience" he has accumulated in the Mechanicus Cult for many years.

But what about this?
Can any member of the Mechanicus resist the temptation of the STC?

There may be, but Regulus is definitely not in it.

Although he is a bit dull himself, his desire for new knowledge is no less than anyone else.

Of course, this desire does not refer to scientific research and exploration, but to directly pick up off-the-shelf STC technology.

Besides, even if Serene dug a hole in the memory, Regulus, who is somewhat confident in his anti-intrusion technology, doesn't think he will capsize here.

Without any hesitation, Regulus inserted it into the interface on his back the moment he took the memory.

After all, in the case of technological crushing, this kind of trick is useless at all.

What Ke Regulas never expected was that it was indeed crushed by technology.

But this time, the person who was crushed turned out to be himself.

In an instant, a huge amount of offensive code was directly blasted into Regulus' mechanical brain.

Agreements were overwritten, and with the help of Carl's crushing technology, Regulus couldn't even send out a distress signal.

Even if there were several Skitarii soldiers standing beside him, as long as he opened his mouth, he would be able to completely wipe out the guy named Seine in front of him.

But he couldn't do it.

It's a sense of powerlessness.

Looking at Sené standing opposite him, Regulus couldn't do anything at this moment.

On the other hand, facing the "truth" sent back.

After the initial shock, Sene produced a more intense "disappointment".

This was not the Mechanicus he wanted to see.

The God of Myriad Chances will only be ashamed by this.

Seene's electronic eyes flickered wildly, and at this moment another future unfolded in his mind.

Manipulating the mechanical mouth, he squeezed out a smile towards Regulus in the distance, an extremely penetrating smile.

"Regulas Sene, seems like a good new name."

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(End of this chapter)