Marvel Magic Event Book

Salomon walked forward along several meter-wide crawler tracks on the red sand, gradually approaching the iron-gray fortress standing on the red desert.This fortress built on the mountain is different from other small mobile fortresses that were later constructed through modular construction. It is a castle made of prefabricated steel frames and concrete poured by Malbus himself. It has several huge towers tens of meters high. Steel airtight doors and countless small gates are used to connect with other small mobile fortresses with different functions, forming the main department of the Mars Foundry.Automatic anti-aircraft artillery turrets and plasma turrets are set up outside the fortress to defend against enemies from the sky.

So far, no force has been able to threaten this place. The only kill record of the automatic cannon came from an innocent Mars exploration rover in the distance.Today, the fragments of the rover still remain in the small crater made by the cannon shell, and the blackened American flag can barely be distinguished.Salomon didn't care that Earth's governments discovered the foundry, they had no power to stop it.

The Fifth Demonic Pillar is the main person in charge of this project, but no one on Mars knows the true identity of Malbus. The only thing that can reveal some information is the golden lion sculpture outside the iron-gray concrete fortress.The steel door slowly opened, and the gold-plated steel eagle logo on the door separated from the middle, and pale light poured out from the gap one person wide.Malbus, wearing a crimson robe, stood behind the door to greet his master—the Demon God Pillar has the ability to transform into a human form, and so does Phoenix.Malbus's human form is a middle-aged man carrying a lot of mechanical equipment, which is quite in line with his preferences.Demons and devils in the lower planes don't need machines at all, they only need armor and swords.Before Salomon recruited Marbus, he could only be responsible for forging armor and swords, so Mars who could freely display his mechanical talents made him more satisfied, which was also the promise he made when he arrived in the lower plane for recruitment.

"Happy Halloween, my friend."

After walking through the steel gate, Salomon smiled and handed Malbus a beautifully wrapped gift.Behind the gate are huge railroad tracks that crisscross the fortress. The dark depths of the fortress are dotted with a large number of electroslag resmelting furnaces equipped with vacuum units.These production lines, which are over a thousand tons of furnaces and a series of metallurgical equipment, have not yet been started. The electronic control equipment on the rails is also staying quietly at the starting point. These equipments are spotless, and the dust from Mars is blocked from the electrostatic barrier.The vast foundry square is filled with silence. Only the air exchange equipment is running at the lowest power, delivering oxygen with the smell of chemicals, mixed with the air full of engine oil smell.

There are many more standard foundry squares like this, and more foundry fortresses will be built in the future, forming a highly industrialized factory area covering the entire land.When the automated mines are ready, these foundry squares will operate with unimaginable efficiency, refining steel and shaping it into shapes, manufacturing war machinery according to the production processes designed by Malbus.More important is the orbital foundry that is about to be built, where giant space battleships will be manufactured and maintained.

In addition, the construction of agricultural factories and genetic research laboratories has also been put on the agenda. We only need to wait for the subsequent arrival of small mobile fortresses and send personnel and equipment before construction can begin.On this planet, there is only efficiency. Regardless of gender, race, or sexual orientation, only work and study will run through the life of every Martian resident. Coupled with complex life-extending surgeries and mechanical modifications, any identity label will be worn away. , there is no room for all stupid things on earth to survive here.

"My Lord." Malbus lowered his head and signaled.He took the gift but did not open it. Instead, he activated the smell analyzer installed on his face.In the shadow cast by the crane, the small green lights flickered, looking very strange. "I guess this gift is a data storage device. What new technology have you brought me?"

"It's just...it's just a pumpkin cake, my friend, and no one can smell the silicone."

"I know, it's my sense of humor." Malbus winked.He followed Salomon's footsteps and walked deeper into the foundry.The further they walked, the fewer lights were turned on on the steel dome, and darkness gradually enveloped them.

"I just hope your sense of humor doesn't hit a red line, Malbus," Salomon said. "It's early days in construction, and I don't want you to use artificial intelligence to do this job. I hope Ultron stays well." It’s in your hands, or Mars will one day raise the flag of rebellion.”

"For third-generation species like us who have entities, electronic demons cannot affect the artificial intelligence in my hands." Malbus said softly, "I will perform an exorcism ritual on the artificial intelligence to ensure the purity of the device. .”

"No, my friend." Salomon showed him his tail ring, which was a warning hidden in the subtext, "I do not deny the power of artificial intelligence, but it is also because of this power that we are quite passive. Because we can’t judge where electronic life stands. We have to find alternatives, but we can look at artificial intelligence dialectically.”

"When destruction cannot be prevented, artificial intelligence will be the strongest means to restore the endangered situation." Malbus agreed.

"Yes, but only the top management of Mars knows about it. It cannot be mass-produced or researched, and all artificial intelligence cannot be activated unless necessary. Unless I give a direct order, this method will be kept in cold storage forever." The mystic mage nodded, " We will sign a contract stating all the terms. Only those who sign the contract can become the top managers of Mars. This contract will serve as the ultimate means for the future empire to face the extinction of civilization——"

"——One, I believe you must have other plans." Malbus said calmly, "Your wisdom will prompt you to make adequate preparations. I believe those genetically modified warriors are only a small part of them, and artificial intelligence is absolutely no exception." Not a last resort option.”

"Forgive me for not being able to tell you. This is not distrust." Salomon said. "The power of a secret lies in the secret itself. The strict confidentiality process ensures that neither technology nor magic can detect this information. The more secret it is, the more secret it is." The higher the value of information, the enemy will find those secrets at all costs and use them as a fulcrum to destroy our cause. The fewer people know, the less likely it is to leak secrets. Only in this way can we win the final victory. victory."???.

"Your ideal is our long-cherished wish, my lord. It was like this in the past, it is like this now, and it will be like this in the future." Marbas said, "But please forgive me, not everyone can understand your ideal. Selfishness is always buried in biology." In their souls, their fragile minds need an acceptable concept, so that they can escape from the narrow vision and the cage of the past life, and cast their eyes to the universe like you. Will you allow me to express my gratitude to the first generation of foundry workers? Transform your thoughts so that those mortals will remain loyal. I think this is the only kind of person you need."

Salomon glanced at Malbus, and most of his face, covered with a mechanical mask, had no expression.He was curious about when Malbus made progress in guessing other people's thoughts. According to Phoenix's description, Malbus was essentially a dead man who was obsessed with mechanical manufacturing-perhaps for the romantic poet Phoenix, everyone None of them are interesting enough, especially Malbus, who likes the company of steel.