Warhammer: I live under the watchful eyes of the gods

Chapter 60
The next day, Karl woke up slowly amidst a burst of noise.

Shaking his numb arms that were crushed, Karl was very thankful that the mountains of documents on the table had disappeared at this moment.

(The MD is still working part-time after time travel. If it doesn't work, get rid of this pot as soon as possible.)
But it is a pity that his idea is beautiful, but the reality is cruel.

In fact, Karl can leave these "miscellaneous affairs" to the missionaries to do.

But that would be too inefficient.

Facing the Hive City that could completely collapse at any time, Karl wished that one second could be used for two.

Everything was so urgent that he was so busy that he ate the leftover biscuits from yesterday while clocking in his daily routine.

"Grandpa Nurgle, Papa Khorne, Mama Slaanesh, Uncle Tzeentch, good morning!"

Mention the taboo, Tzeentch's attention value +10% current 90%
Mention name taboo, Khorne gaze value +10% current 70%
Mention name taboo, Slaanesh's gaze value +10% current 70%
Mention the taboo, Nurgle's gaze value +10%, current 70%
Carl, who has already figured out the routine of the four gods punching cards, continued to "add fuel and vinegar" after taking a look at the attention value.

"Blood is sacrificed to the blood god, and the head is offered as a skull seat. For the joy of the princess, everything will rot, and all living beings will be immortal!"

Khorne's gaze value +10% current 80%
Slaanesh's gaze value +10% current 80%
Nurgle's gaze value +10% current 80%
(Meditate on a bloody picture)
Khorne's gaze value +10% current 90%
(Meditate on a GKD map)
Slaanesh's gaze value +10% current 90%
(meditates on a plague pool)
Nurgle's gaze value +10% current 90%
OK Today's check-in is completed, and today is another day full of "loyalty".

Wiping the biscuit crumbs hanging from the corner of his mouth, Carl immediately got up and went to the temporary warehouse behind the church.

Debugging the newly arrived grain production line, and ordering a small freezer for Drake, this is only his morning schedule.

In the afternoon, he will go to arrange the occupation plan for the residential area where the six surrendered gangs originally gathered.

In the evening, he was going to discuss with Redbeard about the details of tomorrow's fight for food.

Sighing, looking at the full schedule, Karl can only comfort himself.

(Now is the early stage of starting a business, this is a difficulty that must be experienced!)
But this is just a spiritual comfort. Karl understands the emperor's strategy of using it to death if it is easy to use.

(To catch a piece of wool is to pull it hard!)
Since the warehouse where the materials are stacked is right behind the church, he pushed open a temporary iron gate, and a whole "new factory" grain production line appeared in front of his eyes.

Once this brand-new production line that Karl "purchased" (free prostitution) started, he roughly estimated that it could meet the daily needs of about 20 people.

Most of the grain production line equipment has already been put in place, so Karl is mainly here to fine-tune some details this time.

After all, this set of black technology specially provided by the emperor, its requirements for details, except for Karl who understands the mechanical scriptures, no one else can operate at all.

But fortunately, the main workload of this thing is reflected in the brain, not in actual operation.

Therefore, in less than an hour Karl has completed the fine-tuning of the entire production line.

Wiping the profuse sweat off his head, he successfully reaped the shock.

Yes, Carl's debugging process has attracted a large number of believers to watch.

After all, for now, there seems to be no "legal" entertainment in Black Rat Village other than fighting.

And today is a holiday for the victory of the battle.

Therefore, a large number of church believers came to watch Karl's construction process after the daily prayers to the emperor in the church.

As the saying goes, laymen watch the excitement, while insiders watch the way.

In addition to the 99% of people who eat melons, there are also 1% of "technical personnel" who were shocked again.

These people were the operators of the first miniature grain production machines.

Seeing the scale of the machine more than doubled, these operators were completely confused.

Even if you don't understand the principle, you can easily make an analogy from the scale of the machine—this machine, oh no, this production line can produce "astronomical" grains.

As for what food means, all believers have already understood it clearly from the coalition prisoners.

The entire bottom hive is experiencing an unprecedented famine.

It can be said that whoever controls the grain controls everything.

And now, the power of the Emperor has passed into the hands of the nascent Church.

Seeing the slowly lighting up production line, everyone became excited.

With the rotation of the conveyor belt, blocks of black bricks are sent out from the conveyor belt at the end of the production line.

"Why are you standing there, hurry up and pack the boxes!"

Looking at the people who were in a daze, Carl's shout brought the operators back to reality.

Seeing a group of operators frantically looking for boxes, he didn't have time to rest, and immediately got into another pile of parts.

Compared with debugging the production line, rubbing a small freezer by hand is obviously a lot more troublesome.

In particular, a large number of parts are not readily available and need to be disassembled from various machines returned by Carl Taobao.

And in many cases, he dismantled an entire engine, but what he actually wanted was just a small part in the innermost part.

It can be said that this project is impossible even if a genuine mechanical sage comes to do it.

Without the huge amount of knowledge in the Mechanical Codex, it is impossible to build a fearless mech with one hand.

Even in the second millennium of No.40, the production of dreadnought mech itself has become a big problem.

Most of the dreadnought mechs that are still active on the front lines of the empire are old antique family heirlooms.

Dozens of pilots were boiled to death on one mecha, it was no joke.

But fortunately, Karl didn't want to build a 1:1 genuine Dreadnought.

That thing is too big, and if it is used in the bottom nest, it is just like the bombed boring machine, and its limitations are too great.

What Karl needs is a medium-sized, but well capable of taking on the role of line resistance and firepower output - a mini dreadnought.

In line with the manufacturing concept that although the sparrow is small, it must have all internal organs.

After Carl struggled with various parts for 5 hours, he finally rubbed out the prototype of a mini Dreadnought.

But now there is still a key question, what kind of weapons should we put on this thing?

Although the bolt gun can be used, it seems to be a little weaker.

As for the standard weapons of other dreadnoughts, Karl said that he doesn't have any of them.

So after a while of entanglement, he turned his attention to the two 30mm cannons in the corner.

These two "trophies" that were dismantled after the war yesterday seemed to match the mysterious dreadnought mech in front of him very well.

I did it when I thought of it, so in half an hour, a handmade mini dreadnought was freshly released.

Similar to other genuine dreadnoughts, the center of the mini dreadnought is still a boxy freezer.

The standard two armor power feet, as well as the two 30mm cannons on both sides of the mecha, all show its "crushing" level of combat effectiveness. (Only for Bottom Nest Novice Village)

Looking at his new work triumphantly, Karl even forgot about his rumbling stomach.

"Push that who, Drake over, we need an expedition ceremony to boost morale!"

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(End of this chapter)