Traveling through the Warhammer world, but I didn’t cry.

The Steel Ball Forge World, also known as Steel Castle, is located in the Ultramarine Star Territory. They provide a lot of support and help to the Armageddon galaxy and are also the home of the Iron Skull Titan Legion.

There is no spare land on the entire planet, the sky is covered by thick smoke, and all seawater is poured into cooling tanks to evaporate and condense endlessly on this planetary factory.

There is no wasted water vapor evaporating in the air. This dry planet only allows steel factories and hot molten iron to flow. Any trace of organic life is a blasphemy to this great factory of the gods.

Everyone must undergo transformation when they can enter the factory to work in order to better serve Wan Jishen. Their legs will be amputated and replaced with alloy legs that are more resistant to heat and corrosion. The lungs will also be removed and replaced with breathing bags with better filtration and cooling systems.

They will work at their posts until their weakened flesh is no longer able to support their work, and then they will be discovered by the ever-roving surveillance skulls and taken away to be transformed into servitors.

Of course, there are also lucky people who will be selected into the Skitarii and get the first decent bionic prosthetic limb in their lives. Then they will follow the pace of the Great Sage and search for the God of All Machines in the endless galaxy. of treasure.

Or join the Titan Legion and look up at these creations of the gods. Becoming a Skitarii is nothing more than a more valuable gear, thrown from one dirty sack stained with isotopes and slag to another stained with oil, nothing more.

This never-ending steel heart is in pain, not because of the decline in its production capacity or the lack of energy, but because they have lost a Titan legion and a creation of the gods.

Gregory, the Casting General of the Steel Balls, oversees the entire production of the Steel Balls and the Skitarii, and is a master with exceptional knowledge and expertise in his field.

During his 442 years of service to the God of Machines, 87.15% of his body proportions have been replaced by machines. Only the mechanical head wrapped by machines and robes is left with various conduits inserted into it. and a brain soaked in liquid.

His emotional part has been cut off in order to better maintain rational and mechanical thinking and be closer to the God of All Machines, but he still installed an emotional plug-in for himself to communicate with other forces in the empire.

Since the Titan Legion was completely destroyed at Armageddon, Gregory's emotional plug-in has been filled with anger and sadness for a long time.

Sad that he failed to protect the miracles of these lands for the God of All Machines, and angry that the steel treaty at the Mars headquarters prevented him from evacuating the Titan Legion from that damn world.

Even because of the constraints of the Mars headquarters, he couldn't even send out the Ark to recover the Titans, so he had to wait for news from the Mars Order on this planet.

There is only one way to eliminate worries, and that is to continue to adjust the entire planet's production lines and further improve his efficiency. Only the sounds of the collision of forging hammers and the condensation of molten iron can give him some comfort.

Beep!

A message came, from the sage of Kaos. What could it be?

General Gregory Casting browsed the news from the Sage of Kaos. It was a set of new laser gun muzzles, and it was equipped with its effectiveness, production mode and various related data. He was obtaining the production authorization from himself.

This kind of thing always happens. Colleagues and subordinates will always be inspired by the power of the God of All Machines during their practice and research, and then create something.

But there are also many gadgets obtained from aliens, or privately modified in violation of the ban. And in the face of the lurking traitors of the empire and the frequent occurrence of various crisis situations, everything produced needs to be licensed.

Otherwise, those who violate the orders of the Adeptus Mechanicus will be exterminated at all costs by the Expeditionary Punishment Fleet.

The empire does not lack productivity, but all the technology is kept by the priests. Only the foundry generals and great sages at the Mars headquarters can decide what you can build. This kind of behavior similar to a knowledge monopoly once made Gregory obsessed with mechanical repair. Will be very dissatisfied.

But after the long and difficult years of independent research, Gregory gradually changed his resistance to the Mechanicus' ban to recognition, and worked hard to implement it.

Those relics left over from the dark technological age simply couldn't understand that any slightest change would lead to fatal consequences. He had already seen this situation when he was the director of an exploration ark.

A priest who had the same enthusiasm for scientific and technological research as himself, and who was disdainful of the ban, tried to copy the contents of an STC template fragment he had excavated.

In the end, he succeeded in creating a giant magnetic machine that devoured everything on the planet. No one survived the billion people on the planet, leaving only a twisted mechanical monster that gnawed at the icy core of the planet.

No one knew what this thing from the Dark Ages was, but they succeeded in destroying this terrible thing.

Since then, Gregory has been deeply wary of private research and modifications. He does not want that one day, a stupid young man who does not understand the darkness of the past will create a terrible thing that will destroy the world.

But after a closer look at the production equipment submitted by the Kaos Sage, it has nothing to do with the technology of the Dark Ages. It is another permutation and combination of the spectrum adjustment technology that they have mastered long ago.

In essence, it is not an innovation, but like twisting a Rubik's Cube twice, changing the pattern, but its appearance remains unchanged.

Take a look at his words. The standard mechanical priest emphasizes that he is not an inventor: "Omnisiah sent revelations to humble me. I interpret its meaning in humility and reorganize the principles of gods in the universe with caution. .”

++If that's all, it's indeed acceptable++

++Just like that interesting explosive armor++

++Simple and effective++

Director of Forging Gregory completed a review of the Kaos Magos' products and sent a documented report to Mars Headquarters.

No matter how you look at it, this laser gun doesn't look like something that can be produced in small quantities. Sooner or later the people on Mars will know about it, so just tell them in advance to save yourself some trouble.

++Hope that thing unearthed by Steel Treaty is really worth it++

++I really don’t know what could be more important than a Titan Legion++

++Complete STC template? ++

He quickly rejected this idea. He knew that there were so many technological factions on Mars that a complete SCT template would only make them fight among themselves in an instant.

Sages who are suspicious and fearful of the Dark Age of Technology will attempt to seal and destroy it.

The more pragmatic and bold sages will try to recreate everything in STC.

The sages who adhere to the monastery's doctrine will put this STC template in their basement, kneel and prostrate three times a day, praying for the Omnisiah's enlightenment.

Director of Casting Gregory stopped thinking and continued to be busy adjusting the production of the entire industrial area....

The war is becoming more and more intense, and the production capacity of the entire industrial zone is increasingly insufficient to support the front line...

The war has continued for more than ten thousand years and has intensified, while technological progress has been so small that it can be ignored.

He still remembered the truth in an ancient Terran book he had read. War would improve the application of technology, but it would also hinder the study of truth.

When all productivity is used to produce endless war supplies, everything will stagnate and then fall into a slow regression.

What would happen if there really was peace for hundreds of years? What would happen if hundreds of years of production of tanks, laser guns, and armor were transferred to full-scale research on technology?

Gregory thought it must be wonderful, a beautiful luxury...

Technological changes over the past ten thousand years