Mei Man: My Warhammer Simulator

Chapter 227 Reditus: It slandered me!

dong dong dong-

Accompanied by the messy sound of heavy military boots trampling on the metal floor.

The vigorous gang dogs scanned everything in front of them with smiles on their faces.

After all, finding a mechanical creature trying to escape was new to them.

At the same time, an automatic servo robot waving mechanical tentacles also opened the scanning device inside the metal shell.

They are like cats catching mice one by one, carefully inspecting every inch of the ground in the base.

It's in the brightly lit base hall.

Rorschach stood beside the round metal table with his arms folded.

At this moment, the expression on his face has returned to its usual calmness.

Just a pair of slightly squinted eyes.

Occasionally, he would glance at the base image that Iron Man David kept projecting from his eye sockets.

"My lord, Reditus thinks it needs to atone for its sins. It has led a team of autonomous servo robots to rejoin the search team. At present, they are searching from the bottom of the underground base, which is the newly opened fifth place. The gang dogs also searched from the first floor to the bottom with the automatic servo robots."

"Well, I got it...Let everyone be careful, a power glove may not pose much threat, but the ancient machine spirit residing in the power glove is not necessarily."

"My 'miracle' told me that the other party was produced by the Blood Ravens, but now I am very suspicious that the real origin of this power gauntlet may be the Dark Angels..."

Rorschach subconsciously blinked his eyes and took a deep breath.

He turned his head to Iron Man David and said lightly.

And Iron David didn't say a word.

It just shook its metal head slightly.

The blue light flickering in the eye sockets fluctuated slightly.

Not long after, the waiting time passed bit by bit.

Even Rorschach changed from standing with arms folded to sitting at the metal round table with his head bowed and reading.

At this moment, the two teams searching for the underground base have already completed the investigation of the upper and lower bases.

They were about to meet up smoothly on the third basement floor, which was Reditus's foundry.

Moreover, according to the various clues that the automatic servo robots in the team found from various places in the base.

This quirky power glove seems to have chosen to go back to the foundry and hide it.

It seems that after the other party discovered that it was impossible to escape from the base.

A risky move by taking the next best thing.

Truth be told, the whole thing has come to this point.

Rorschach's depression about the loss of the power glove has completely transformed into curiosity.

This gave him more desire to explore the behavior patterns of the ancient machine soul.

So, waited until a group of gang dogs and automatic servo robots went through the exciting chasing and interception again and again.

In the end, he managed to firmly bind the power fist trying to resist the pursuit with mechanical tentacles.

10 minutes later.

Rorschach, who was in the hall of the base, once again saw the power fists tied up by automatic servo robots.

He got up slowly and thanked everyone for their hard work on this search mission.

Wait until all the giggling gang dogs with bright smiles on their faces leave completely.

Iron Man David, Reditus suspended in mid-air, and Rorschach's eyes widened suddenly turned their gazes.

They all stared at the power glove that was thrown in the middle of the metal round table, and fell into a brief silence.

At the same time, several automatic servo robots performing vigilance tasks also stayed beside the metal round table to prevent the captured subjects from escaping again.

"Name?"

"..."

"age?"

"..."

"Forge your warband?"

"..."

Rorschach, who was silent for a moment, stared at the dark green metal shell of the power fist.

He asked calmly and continuously.

However, Mingming dared to resist the power fist that was being hunted before.

Now it is lying quietly on the metal round table like an ordinary mechanical creation, without any sign of machine soul.

"Tsk, the stuff from the Dark Angels is different, right? Pretend it doesn't exist? Pretend you don't understand human language?"

"Tech-priest Reditus! Dismantle it for me!"

A subconscious sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth, and Rorschach raised his chin slightly.

He exchanged glances with Iron Man David before shouting loudly at Reditus who was suspended in mid-air.

"Dear Primarch! Just watch!"

Rorschach's voice just fell.

The servo skull driving the anti-gravity engine suddenly pulled out two very short mechanical pincers from the inside of the skull.

It swooped towards the power fist lying on the metal table without hesitation!

Da da da!
At this moment, the power glove that was lying motionless on the metal table turned five extremely thick metal fingers indiscriminately like an electric shock!

Afterwards, it violently flipped its huge and heavy body over!

Five thick metal fingers firmly supported the metal table like the limbs of an insect.

Even the dark green metal shell seems to have shone with a brighter metal brilliance!

The next moment, Reditus, who was clearly swooping towards the target, suddenly drove the anti-gravity engine to stop the little figure.

It floated in mid-air not far from the metal round table, turned its head to Rorschach's direction and said:
"My lord Primarch, the traditional interrogation method of red and white faces has been tried and tested again and again. My reaction just now is not bad, right?"

"Good job, Reditus..."

With a smile on his face, Rorschach praised the servo skull.

Afterwards, he slowly stared at the power fist standing on the metal table like a living thing, and asked calmly:

"An ancient machine soul, right? Tell me, why did you choose to escape? The specific background and experience? If you dare not be loyal...I will help you be loyal!"

Maybe it was Rorschach's threat.

Or maybe the silent gaze of Iron David and Reditus had an effect.

The ancient machine spirit that was no longer hidden immediately moved back and forth along the round metal table several times.

Wait until it finds the pen and paper that has been piling up on the table.

Letters of imperial characters were quickly born in the opponent's thick metal fingers.

And the words written with the power fist gradually increased.

Rorschach and Iron Man David, who had read it carefully, suddenly turned their eyes.

They stared straight at Reditus who was suspended in mid-air.

At this moment, the originally complacent servo skull quickly drove the anti-gravity engine to bounce back and forth in midair a few times.

Even its mechanical voice seems to be filled with ups and downs and great emotional fluctuations:
"It slandered me! I want to sue it for slandering me!"

"It's completely spitting blood! Dear Primarch! Don't listen to its nonsense!"

　thanks for your support!
　
(End of this chapter)