Warhammer 40: Mortal Gods

"Are you very partial to the Terravat tribe?"

"I remember that when I mentioned the Adeptus Mechanicus on Mars to you, you smiled and had a look of disdain in your eyes."

The emperor slowed down his pace and came to Qin Mo's side, walking side by side with him.

Qin Mo didn't have any disdain for the Terravat tribe, but he did for the Mechanicus, which made the emperor want to hear his views on the Mechanicus that he promoted.

"I did smile with disdain, but it's not that I despise the existence of the Mechanicus itself, just like I don't despise the Terravat tribe, a group that regards technology as their faith."

"My disdain for the Mechanicus comes from the fact that I know what this group will do in the future. They will find ways to make technology into a monopoly commodity. They don't know which Ohm Messiah they want to believe in. They attach great importance to technology itself. It goes beyond what the technology is supposed to serve, and that leads to a lot of bad consequences.”

"And then in the long history, they also did too many things that made people laugh or cry."

Qin Mo answered the Emperor's question and told the reason behind his first reaction when he heard the Emperor talk about the Mechanicum.

"But there is one thing that the Mechanicus and the Terravat tribe have in common, and that is that although they are blind believers, what they do is directly or indirectly protecting the technological heritage of human ancestors. This is undeniable credit."

"If they don't worship technology, if they are like the warlords outside and treat technology as something that hurts each other and themselves like children playing with explosives, then I will not only despise them completely, but also destroy them. "

After hearing these words, the emperor said no more. He just focused on the significance of the fact that he had contributed to the establishment of the Mars Mechanicum in Qin Mo's eyes. Since he said it had a positive meaning, that was enough. .

Macado and Qin Mo continued to talk, as always.

"So in your mouth, the Mechanicus sounds more like a good thing with more positives than negatives. You despise them, but you don't hesitate to praise them when talking about them. I can often judge by one or two sentences or even a look. A person's attitude towards something can only be determined by you, and this skill is not very useful."

The Emperor would be inspected when he went to the Mobile Fortress, but Malcador did not need to, because everyone knew that the old man often traveled between the Mobile Fortress and the top of the Himalayas, and the two of them stayed together for the entire day.

When getting along, Qin Mo doesn't always talk or debate with Machado. He is the listening party almost all the time.

Because of his age and experience, he didn't think it was possible for him to be as knowledgeable and knowledgeable as Machado, the immortal, so when Machado didn't take the initiative to ask, Qin Mo always listened and asked him Interested, rather than insisting on showing Malcador how knowledgeable he is as a leader of a force.

"As a person, as an individual, no matter how powerful I am, I am still used to thinking and viewing something from an individual perspective, so my first point of view must be subjective." Qin Mo smiled. Malcador replied, "Then I can judge something from more angles through speculation. For example, the matter of the Mechanicus we are talking about."

After hearing this, Macado narrowed his eyes and thought for a moment, then nodded slowly: "You are too clear and too honest, so you will admit that you have subjective judgment. This is a talent, and many people are unwilling to admit their shortcomings. Many people refuse to accept that their thoughts are subjective, and then they keep arguing with themselves sentence by sentence in their heads, which is a waste of energy. "

"This is indeed a kind of talent. You have to say something." Qin Mo nodded with a smile.

Malcador also smiled.

Only the emperor who heard Malcador's last words remained expressionless. He mentally compared himself with the kind of person Malcador said, and then found that he would not deny his shortcomings. But I had a vague feeling that Machado meant something.

All the conversations and actions of the three people following the Terravat people were blocked by psychic energy. In the eyes of others, the three of them just walked silently without any emotion.

And these Terravat people didn't talk to each other at all.

In the eyes of these Terran Mechanicus, unnecessary conversations are like materials wasted in production activities, so they should not talk unless necessary.

The group soon arrived at the bottom of the underground world.

If Qin Mo and Makhado's inferences are correct, the Terravat tribe's residence under the Ural Mountains is an arsenal, and then the lowest level of the underground world is a huge warehouse for storing materials.

This place is extremely vast and huge.

Qin Mo, who was sensitive to the rules of space, noticed something that surprised him, that is, the space here was vaster than the entire Ural Mountains, and the internal area of ​​the building was larger than the building's floor area.

This vast place is filled with production lines, and judging from the style and decoration, it is obvious that the Terrawat tribesmen themselves built it, rather than being left to them by their ancestors.

The chief took a step forward with his scepter, then turned back to look at Qin Mo.

"Extraordinary communication program-enabled, organic biological language simulation."

"Vocal Test: 1, 2, 3, 4."

The chief's mask made a sound as rigid as mechanical equipment. The third sentence was normal communication: "Do you know what this production line is used for?"

As soon as he finished speaking, everything around him stopped.

Psychic energy creates a realm where time does not exist.

"This place is used to produce armor and weapons." The emperor took Qin Mo's shoulders and told him very seriously, "It is used to produce armor and weapons for Thunder Warriors, that's all."

"I see that this is a production line for the production of armor and weapons that normal people cannot use..." Qin Mo looked at the emperor in confusion, "But, why is it a production line for the production of Thunder Warrior armor and weapons?"

"Because when we came just now, this is how I entrusted a dream to the previous chief of the Terravat tribe. Not only did I tell him that we would come, I also told him to prepare in advance to produce weapons and equipment." The emperor said calmly.

Qin Mo nodded with a complicated expression: "I should have thought of it."

"Psychic energy, it's amazing, isn't it." The emperor said what he should have said with a smile without expression, making Qin Mo unsure whether he really wanted to ask if psychic energy was magical or if he was joking.

"Yes." Qin Mo nodded, turned around and looked at the chief.

When time was about to flow again, Qin Mo turned his head again.

"What do you think I'm doing?" the emperor asked seriously, "Do you also want to create a mysterious atmosphere when conquering this tribe?"

"No... forget it." Qin Mo turned his head again.