Warhammer: I live under the watchful eyes of the gods

Chapter 95 Big Plan

After Karl finally completed the masterpiece in front of him, the time had come to the next day "early morning".

But at the moment he wasn't sleepy at all.

After all, in a sense he had slept "all day".

Feeling full of energy, Karl said—Emperor, you know how to manage time.

Subconsciously, he reached out and touched the side of the workbench, only to realize that there was nothing there, and Petronilla was arranged by himself to go to the red beard's side for training.

After getting up and stretching, Carl walked directly to the grain production line next door, and walked away with a "black brick".

Looking at the black semi-jelly gel in his hand, he was still a little curious about what it tasted like.

After all, he hasn't tasted it himself since it was created.

It's not because he thinks the taste will be extremely disgusting, it's just that the appearance of this thing is a bit bad.

After carefully observing the black glue block in his hand, Carl finally decided to try the taste with his own mouth.

Although he had already figured out how to season these black rubber lumps, theories were just theories after all.

If the designer of the machine has not personally tasted the taste of the food produced by himself, then it is somewhat "on paper".

As we all know, although delicious food cannot directly increase the combat effectiveness of the army, this kind of soft power in morale is also very important.

Especially when the large-scale military expansion begins, it is impossible for Karl to put "ideological stamps" (the wind of recovery) on the recruits one by one.

However, it was beyond Carl's expectation. When the black colloid, which was like a mixture of jelly and rice cake, entered his mouth, he hardly tasted it.

Apart from a faint sweet taste, the black colloid was not as bad as he expected.

Of course, this is not difficult to understand.

After all, in the traditional sense, those dark cuisines synthesized by violent suppression of "bottom hive characteristic creatures" are simply impossible to compare with Karl's Emperor brand energy synthesis food.

So, after passing the first psychological level, he began to replenish energy quickly.

Under the shocked eyes of the surrounding workers, Carl, the big eater, wiped out half a box of "synthetic food" at one time.

And after pouring several bottles of clean water, he finally felt alive again.

My waist is no longer sore, my legs are no longer painful, and the dark circles under my eyes have lightened a lot.

Turning around and leaving the production workshop, he returned to the temporary church.

Seeing a group of missionaries with dark circles like himself, Karl felt a little relieved—it is only motivated by working overtime together!

Of course, even though these missionaries were "tired like dogs", they did not forget to salute Karl who was passing by.

Each of them is very clear about their mission.

This is already the last chance, even if it can speed up the whole plan by a second, it would be great.

After passing the church hall that was busy in the early morning, Karl walked up the spiral staircase at the end of the passage.

Soon, he saw an office "crowded with people" at the end of the stairs.

He didn't even have to guess that it was Tesca's office.

After all, Teska can be counted. Apart from him, there are only a few people in the entire church who know the "full picture of the plan".

And this is because, in a sense, a person's energy is limited.

Especially when faced with Carl's "madman-like plan", his personal ability seemed so insignificant.

But Tesla is different.

Karl felt that Tesca was more of a "machine" than a person.

Under the nourishment of special culture fluid, sleep is not a must for Tesca.

The powerful storage unit can help Teska remember more details of the plan.

It is undisputed that from various aspects, Teska is even more suitable for carrying out this plan than Carl, the proposer of the plan.

Seeing Karl's arrival, a group of missionaries squatting in front of the door and "queuing" also naturally spread to both sides.

Carl's image has long been deeply rooted in the hearts of the people.

Especially for these missionaries who have personally received the baptism of the Wind of Resurrection, there is no difference in effectiveness between what Karl said and what the Emperor said.

There is no need to question, silent execution is the best loyalty.

Pushing open the door, Karl saw Teska again.

Teska, who is covered with various pipelines, has temporarily "unfolded" his body.

Even in this "maintenance mode", Tesla cannot make any moves.

But Karl knew that Tesla was saving time on daily routine maintenance.

However, it seemed that he was too devoted to work, and Teska didn't even raise his head to say hello the first time Karl entered.

Seeing this, Karl was not in a hurry. Amidst the rhythmic tapping of the mechanical joints, he took out a few rolls of parchment documents from the pile of documents beside him to take a look.

=Report from the 42nd Exploration Team, it is estimated that the location where the engine was erected has completely collapsed, and construction machinery support is needed, or the blueprint must be revised to reallocate this area, request for instructions=
= The 76th Exploration Team reported that the erection position of the giant macro gun complied with the design drawings, and it can be installed after the materials are in place =
= The Ministry of Finance reports that the available funds are almost exhausted =
After hastily scanning these reports, Karl can only sigh that it is not that easy.

In fact, he had considered these difficulties as early as when designing the plan.

For this reason, he has reserved enough "fault tolerance space". Once some places cannot be constructed, these important equipment will be moved to other reserved places.

Of course, this kind of "modular design" is easy to say, but in practice, you will know it when you see Tesla, who is so busy that he is about to meet the emperor.

However, although Karl can't do these basic rerouting problems for him, when he saw the funding problem in the last one, he showed an imperceptible smile.

This time, he was ready to "slaughter the big family".

After all, the Mechanic Order can be said to be "the largest monopoly private armed technology company in the empire" in a sense.

And at this moment, in his hand, he happened to be holding the things that the Mechanic Order most desires.

Not to mention the STC, any leftovers from Carl's mind can be directly accepted by the head of the branch of the local small Mechanic Order.

But things are not as simple as they seem.

The nature of the Adeptus Mechanics determines that when faced with these innovative inventions, they are often extremely repulsive.

The word "innovation" is regarded as heresy and taboo in the Mechanic Order.

Of course, it might be better if you were smoother and replaced "innovation" with "revelations of the Ohm Messiah".

At the same time, the Mechanicus is not a "good man" in the literal sense.

This can be clearly seen from the materials of the servant and the thinker.

Obviously, the so-called "prisoners" cannot meet the huge wetware demand in the Mechanic Order.

However, for the above-mentioned problems, Karl had already made a plan last night.

= Turn the gears of the machine again, don't be immersed in the glory of the past. =
This time, Karl received the "Decree of Rebellion" approved by the Emperor himself.

Of course, it's still too early to tell.

Karl's top priority now is to assign tasks to all members of the Church and the Assassin Court before he sets off.

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(End of this chapter)