Chapter 95 85. When I knock on the electronic wooden fish, the machine soul praises me: Where are you praying for nm?
On the first day of class, memorize the vocabulary first.
Hades, whose painting style is slightly sloppy, is sitting in the library in despair, memorizing proper nouns helplessly. All kinds of books around him form his prison -
"Nursery Warehouse Prenatal Education Center" "101 Basic Circuits I Have to Teach" and "Three Thousand Types of Screws You Must Memorize as a Servant".
Of course, more books are written in binary, octal, or ASCLL codes. Name, such as "\u5982\u4f55\u7528\u6da6\u6ed1\u6cb9\u53d6\u60a6\u4f60\u7684\u673a\u68b0".
Not far from Hades, the wild wolf Manning snored loudly and loudly, provoking Hades's already almost broken sanity.
Don't think about it, the other party is a young master with a rich family, and you are the only hope for a newly formed legion with nothing but standard parts.
After swallowing the knowledge that was almost overflowing, Hades bowed his head again in resignation.
He finally realized what the saying "it takes thirty years to study" meant.
Even humans with enhanced learning abilities like Space Marines need thirty years to master the most basic technical maintenance of a legion.
It's really like putting soldiers on Mars and then sprinting for the college entrance examination for thirty years, right?
Hades suddenly felt an unspeakable admiration for the Techmarines and Forgemasters of the Death Guard.
Thanks to his electronic brain, Hades simply flipped through the pages, took pictures of them, and then let his left brain copy the knowledge into it, and then use the knowledge when he encountered it later.
Why doesn’t the Mechanicum have such things as USB flash drives? !
What Hades didn't know was that the Mechanicus really had such a thing, but he obviously didn't have the authority to use it.
After feeling like he was really going to physically throw up, Hades finally raised his head and rubbed his neck.
He stared at the opposite wall and became dazed.
In fact, since Hades walked out of the Mechanical Sanctuary a few Martian days ago, he has been thinking about the Mechanicum.
According to Hades's memories in his previous life, the birth of the Mechanicum was promoted by the Emperor himself, in order to allow some technology to survive the Age of Darkness and Strife intact so that he could start the Great Crusade.
The Emperor meant that Hades would not judge. He knew that the Emperor needed someone who could devote his life to knowledge in those dark times.
And faith is often the best catalyst for this kind of behavior.
The cheapest faith is often cloaked in religion and ignorance.
But when I saw the enthusiasm of the Mechanicus, the faith from the heart, the realization that the Emperor was the Messiah of Ohm.
Hades was still a little shocked.
No, there was no point in dwelling on a settled fact. Hades never wasted his precious brain cells in such a place.
What troubles him is that belief is really useful here. If you pray to a god, then a god will answer your prayer in the subspace.
So where are all the prayers of the Mechanicus?
Hades didn't see them praying for a God of All Opportunities in the subspace.
Hades currently has two speculations. The first is that the Mechanicus' beliefs have gone to the real "God of All Machines", which is the Void Dragon imprisoned in the Mars Underground Palace by the Emperor.
The Void Dragon is a fragment of the Star God, and the Star God can be simply understood as the god of the physical world, a powerful existence of pure material existence.
So the Mechanicum's faith in him was of no use to him, as the C'tan only obeyed the laws of the physical universe.
The second speculation is that the Emperor pretended to be the representative of the Void Dragon in the world, and took away the authority of the Void Dragon, so that all the beliefs of the Mechanicum were instilled in the Emperor.
Well. No matter what, it is certain that the Emperor is the biggest beneficiary of the game between the Mechanicus and the Void Dragon.
It's just that the sages who believe in the Mechanicus
have different attitudes towards the doctrine. Some are fanatical believers, while others label themselves as religious just for the convenience of their own experiments.
For example, the mechanical sage Gal Jordan whom Hades is currently in contact with is a fanatical follower of the Mechanicus who seizes every opportunity to preach to Hades.
Hades said, ah, yes, yes, what you said is right, praise Om Messiah.
The fluorescent watch on the wall was adjusted to Mars noon, and it beeped, interrupting Hades's thinking.
Looking at the books on the table, Hades collapsed in the pile of books helplessly and banged his head on the table.
He once fantasized about finishing his studies and returning to the team early. What the hell is this now? !
However, what Hades doesn't know is that his current learning speed is much faster than others, but others are at other stages. Hades has no comparison, so he will naturally not have an intuitive understanding of his own learning speed. impression.
The wild wolf Manning was awakened by Hades's banging on the table, and his shouting stopped suddenly. Manning raised his head sleepily and glanced at the time on the wall.
"What? It's time, let's go eat!"
"Let's go, stop studying!"
This was the second day after Hades was taken away by the wild wolf Manning.
Mars' food is a kind of specially seasoned algae and a kind of white porridge with a faint smell of machine oil.
Brown-green spherical algae, seasoned with vinegar and salt, shimmered under the light.
The porridge was still the same porridge, but it had no taste at all, except for a faint smell of engine oil.
Compared with the sweet food on the Death Guard, the food on Mars is salty.
It's okay, Hades is not picky about food!
Hades, who had been chewing books all morning, turned his grief into appetite -
good brother, just do it!
When Hades put down the twenty-third plate of seasoned algae, Manning was staring at him, dumbfounded.
"Brother, don't you provide food on the Death Guard?"
Wild Wolf Manning would not eat the food provided by the oil guy if he could, so he would just feed them grass every day? !
Every time he picked up a piece of grass, Manning was reminded of the days when he feasted on meat in Fenris.
What kind of ascetic life is this? !
Other technical sergeants only eat as necessary to maintain life.
And Hades was definitely the first person Manning had seen who was so active in eating.
Hades silently swallowed the algae in his throat.
"The food served by the Death Guard is also very good. The nutritious porridge and metal blocks are both delicious and filling."
"Is this what you eat every day?"
Hades looked at the wild wolf Manning with a puzzled look on his face,
"Yes, every day."
Isn't that the minimum standard diet for a Space Marine? !
Manning was shocked. Is this what you Death Guards eat?
He had heard of the afternoon tea of the Emperor's Children, the dinner of the Ultramarines, and the blood meal of the Blood Angels. Other simple legions would also add some bread or meat from nearby agricultural planets to their diet.
But this was the first time he had heard of the Death Guard's diet.
The humane original body and the extremely difficult diet, these two things are not the same, right? !
But seeing the matter-of-fact expression on Hades's face opposite him, Manning couldn't say anything.
Forget it, I'll pack some game next time I take him drinking.
It's rare to find someone with whom you can make trouble together.
Wild Wolf Manning thought secretly.
As for Hades opposite him, he began to think about life again.
He seemed to remember that Enrique told him to stay away from the wild wolves. But now, what is going on?
It was obviously just a fight, how could it end up like this?
Hades looked around and chose the Iron Hands, Iron Warriors and other warriors who were seated farthest from them.
Hmm. Why do you feel like you are hated?
However, Moon Wolf Sunderland and War Dog Perez noticed Hades looking around and smiled friendly at Hades.
The afternoon class was for practice. Although Hades could choose to continue studying hard in the library, Hades decisively gave up and immediately ran away to the mechanical workshop.
In the distance were the lights of other technical sergeants cutting and reorganizing machinery, while Hades stared thoughtfully at a Demos Rhino tank in front of him.
The Mechanicus chose what they regarded as a "gentle machine soul" to start the first practical lesson of a technical sergeant.
So, what exactly is a machine soul?
As far as Hades knew, there were three types of machine spirits.
The first category is the metaphysical machine soul, and there are their projections in the subspace.
This is also the most common and ordinary machine spirit, and its existence is usually condensed by the surrounding soldiers' belief in them.
The second category is scientific machine souls. The Mechanicum refers to some systems that can perform automated tasks, or systems with a certain degree of autonomy, as machine souls.
The third category is those who hate intelligence, because after the "Scarlet Agreement", the Emperor explicitly prohibited the Mechanical Magi from continuing AI-related research to prevent the next rebellion.
But in fact, some mechanical sages dancing in the gray area still have intelligent AI in their hands.
In order to avoid the eyes and ears of others, the sages uniformly called these AIs machine souls.
What, you said I violated the treaty?
No, this is not an AI, this is a great machine spirit -
"Hello, Master Hades from the Death Guard."
One sentence interrupted Hades' thinking.
A technical servant with frayed edges on his robe emerged from behind the Rhino tank. Unlike the other technical servants Hades had seen, he was highly mechanized and had no human tissue on his face, leaving only Cables and displays.
What makes Hades feel even more strange is that the eyes of this technical servant are not ordinary electronic eyes, but a long display screen with pixelated blue eyes flashing.
"Hello."
Hades blinked,
"What's your name?"
The technical servant shook as if he was flattered and shrank back. The symbol of sweat drops even appeared on his display.
What is this all about? Hades was full of questions.
"Sir, just call me Jin. My name is Jin-306." A
deliberately anthropomorphic tone sounded, and this technical servant even simulated a stuttering tone.
As far as Hades knows, most servants of the gods despise the human body. They even despise the fact that when normal vocal cords produce sounds, some airflow will reduce communication efficiency.
Hmm. Maybe the forest is big and there are all kinds of birds, right?
But at least he wasn't one of those dogmatic technical servants, and Hades felt good.
Hades, who was focused on continuing to contact the machine soul, did not pay too much attention to this. He looked at the somewhat thin technical servant and motioned for him to continue.
Seeing that Hades did not show any obvious emotions, Jin-306's eyes flashed,
"Sir, 306 will be responsible for your practical study next. You can ask 306 various questions, and 306 will answer you with the most official level. The answer."
"Today's arrangement for the Mechanicus is for you to have your first contact with the Machine Soul." "
The MK1C Deimos Rhino in front of you is the third batch of tanks mass-produced by the Mechanicus in the early days of the Great Crusade. , and has been active in the front line of the war with aliens since then, and finally stopped serving due to the corrosive effect caused by the mixture of different fuels in its engine." "According to data records,
its machine soul first appeared on an agricultural planet. In the tug-of-war, after the fuel volume was obviously insufficient to drive it, in order to ensure the completion of the mission, the aircraft still traveled about 3.4 kilometers and successfully arrived at the destination." "After that, the aircraft showed its machine spirit many times
. Consciousness."
"So after it was retired, the Jordan Sage chose to bring it back from the front line and use it as an education and to enlighten the soldiers' devout belief in the machine soul." "According to your previous genetic data, this machine follows
you It had the highest compatibility, so we took it out of the warehouse for teaching."
According to the description of the veteran who drove it before, the machine soul profile of this MK1C Deimos Rhino is that it hates aliens extremely, is kind, tolerant, and tough. Simultaneous drowsiness.
In the previous daily inspections of the Mechanicus, most of the machines that were close to Hades would show a slight degree of irritability.
So the sage arranged for Hades this machine soul with the best temper.
Jin's electronic eyes flashed and he made a smile.
"Now, sir, please let me teach you the basic process of worshiping the machine soul."
Burn incense, light wax, apply oil, and cover the mottled shell of the tank with scarlet satin, with gorgeous gold threads shining on it.
A set of processes passed, and Hades blinked as he looked at the obviously uncoordinated combination of machinery and fabrics.
Jin bowed deeply to Tank, then turned his head and bowed to Hades,
"Sir, the ceremony is over, I can feel the calm and joyful machine spirit, next you You can put your hands on it and feel the resonance with the machine soul." "
This process requires silence, so I will excuse myself." "
If you need it, please call me at any time."
Jin's electronic eyes flashed, and then quietly He left and disappeared into a pile of machinery.
Hades looked at Jin, and suddenly felt a sense of humiliation from Party B to Party A.
They are all workers, it’s okay, I won’t embarrass you!
After lamenting that it is not easy for anyone to live, Hades came back to his senses and looked at the crater-spotted tank again. The fire was flickering, wax oil was slowly sliding off its shell, and the red silk was smooth.
Well. Although it may seem silly, Hades took off his mechanic's gloves and carefully touched the shell of the old tank.
Knowing that there was a high probability that this rhinoceros contained the first type of metaphysical machine soul, just in case, Hades deliberately compressed the black domain to the other side of his body to avoid contact with the tank.
Then he closed his eyes and tried hard to communicate with the machine spirit.
Hmm. How to communicate? !
Ordinary technical sergeants, after calming down, will feel the faint call of the machine soul, and then judge the condition of the machine and whether it is suitable for combat.
But as for Hades, he can't feel anything at the moment.
It was like staring at a stone.
Finally, after Hades stared for almost an hour, Hades couldn't hold himself any longer.
He tried hard to recall the daily prayer scenes of the Mechanicus.
He remembered it!
The mechanical mages will make servitors that sing only binary hymns and place them in the sanctuary. It is said that they can make the machine souls happy.
Hades can do something similar!
The main content of this prayer behavior is that people are singing hymns. To simplify it, can the mechanical soul be touched by simply repeating the mechanical hymns?
Hades didn't know, but he had been staring for over an hour anyway, so he decided to give it a try.
Hades controlled his left brain to find the content of the previously recorded hymn, and then began to play the hymn in the form of radio waves.
Hmm. The reaction ability of the machine soul should be much faster than that of humans.
So Hades decisively increased the speed, and then copied another hymn in his left brain. Now there are two hymns playing!
The machine soul still didn't respond, but Hades, who was too bored, now continued to copy the hymn in the left brain as if he had discovered a new world.
Not to mention, the processing power of his electronic left brain can smoothly open 777 copies of Frenzy with the highest image quality.
Finally, when Hades was happily copying the hymn for the thirteenth time -
"Boom!"
The tank next to him suddenly emitted a burst of black smoke, thick smoke billowing, and other space warriors in the distance were frightened. He jumped and looked towards Hades with a puzzled look on his face.
But Hades didn't care about these details.
Because at the same time, Hades' left brain received a binary sentence,
"Stop pushing!"
Huh?
OK, he successfully communicated with the machine soul!
It had been sleeping.
Those turbulent battlefields that made its blood boil have long been a thing of the past. It does not need to bulldoze in the muddy land or protect its comrades on the battlefield where bullets are flying.
It's old.
The battery life that it was previously proud of has made it wear and tear. It hopes to have a vigorous war so that it can exert the last heat of the war machine on the battlefield.
However, it was taken away from its comrades and enshrined in a sanctuary.
It is the oldest one and has seen successive generations of Techmarines.
Later, more partners joined, and the Mechanical Sage heard its desire for rest, so he slowly left it idle.
It sleeps endlessly. It sleeps in the hymn of incense. Compared with the smoke and roar, these sweet things gradually blunt its feelings. It will not wake
up again, thinking that
it will be peaceful and pleasant. Sleeping forever in the dream, until -
a harsh, garbled sound sounded in its ears crazily.
It opened its bird servant angrily and saw this thing that made it unhappy at first sight.
"Where are you praying for your mother?"
it said.
Terra, the Royal Palace.
"What was that just now?"
Mortarion looked at Malcador, whose face was hidden across from him, and asked,
"That was your father's efforts."
"Psychic? He also wants to become the one in the subspace. Such a blasphemous existence?"
After hearing Mortarion's insult to the Emperor, Malcador took a deep breath,
"You should understand that your father's painstaking psychic abilities do not always mean Chaos Mortarion. I thought you knew this truth."
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