Warhammer: From Planetary Governor

Huang Quan No. 8 Foundry World.

Machinery Factory A*VIII1248.

Several giant furnaces and casting facilities are smelting metal materials, and thick smoke fills the air.

Inside the factory laboratory.

Mechanical Sage Palus is haggard, with tiny arcs of electricity spreading across his body, as he has been thinking intensely for many days.

Putting his electronic brain into overload.

"Great Omnisiah, please give me the light of inspiration, your followers are hungry for knowledge..."

Palus knelt down and prayed devoutly, asking for a glimmer of hope.

After praying, he suppressed his trembling hands and controlled the machine to continue the experiment.

Bang——

A spark ignited.

The material in the crucible was destroyed again.

The experiment failed again...

Zila~

"Could it be that the God of Machinery really no longer favors me?"

More arcs of electricity exploded from Palus, and the continuous failures made the mechanical sage fall into self-doubt.

He couldn't even figure out the reason for the failure.

In recent years, Palus has repeatedly failed to fulfill the tasks assigned to him by the Forge World.

At every meeting of the Mechanical Magi, he was the one who couldn't hold his head up.

And he was often ridiculed by his rivals, and his funding was cut.

Not only at work, but also in the research on special-shaped materials that he regards as his lifelong career, there has been no progress.

This feeling of no future and no hope is extremely painful.

The circuits in the laboratory were light and dark, sizzling.

Palus's mechanical body exuded a trace of black energy, and something in his consciousness data seemed to be tempting him:

Surrender and fall into the arms of the true God of Wisdom, and you will have the answers to all your questions!

Palus clearly realized that as long as he plunged into the other side, he would immediately gain the knowledge that he had been seeking for many years.

At this moment, he finally understood why those members of the Black Mechanicus resolutely stepped into Chaos.

The road ahead was cut off, but the knowledge he dreamed of was right in front of him. All he needed to give was an agreement.

Not many tech-priests can resist this temptation.

Neither can he.

"Great God of Wisdom, I am willing to accept this gift..."

Parus's scarlet electronic eyes were covered with dark green, and he knelt in a strange posture, with his palms stretched out to beg piously.

Pray to the Almighty for knowledge.

drop--

A sudden alarm interrupted everything.

Palus woke up with a start, stepped back suddenly and knocked down the medicine shelf, and the turbid medicine dripped on the ground.

Only then did he realize that everything around him had been covered with a layer of black plaque at some point.

His heart was beating violently, as if in fear and pity: "God of machinery, I almost went astray!"

The mechanical sage clearly realized that if he did it again, he would no longer be able to resist the temptation of knowledge.

call--

The laboratory fell into silence.

The pistons of the mechanical lung moved slowly and creaked.

Soon, Parus' attention shifted to the alarm: "Alarm in the furnace area?

Well, that was an alarm set 10 years ago..."

As the electronic brain retrieved monitoring information, he saw a strange mechanical box.

Above it is the coat of arms of a certain forging world.

He was very curious, was this thing sent by the existence last time?

The can of fuel drink before was still fresh in my memory.

Palus couldn't wait and went to get the mysterious mechanical box back in person.

Then close the laboratory door tightly.

After several inspection procedures, it was confirmed that the black mechanical box had no traces of high-risk substances or chaos.

He carefully opened the mechanical box.

The moment the box was opened, the rich smell of holy oil filled the air.

Palus could tell that it was the smell of high-quality holy oil, which made him feel relieved.

To be able to use holy oil of such quality, it must be a mechanical creation made by members of this sect.

However, when he took out the contents of the box, he was stunned.

In addition to two cans of mechanical fuel drinks of different shapes, there is also an ordinary data pad.

At the same time, it comes with an instruction manual written in binary language.

Palus scanned the page of binary characters, and instantly a large amount of information flooded into his mind.

Translated into Low Gothic, it probably looks like this:

Mechanical forum, open the door to knowledge!

Knowledge sharing, theoretical exchanges, friendship and cooperation, doctrinal debates, surfing and swearing, hundreds of millions of oil guys welcome you to join.

Here’s to the genius Kaul!

By the way, remember to try the most delicious authentic brand of mechanical fuel drink.

Moss Improved brand is more delicious! ——Moss, the Great Sage of Biology.

A long piece of binary diatribe:

Kaur: Me.

Moss: .

After that, there is a tutorial on making the "Mechanical Forum Special Edition" data board.

There is also a signal channel adjustment tutorial that tells him how to find the signal channel of the Mechanical Forum.

Avoid being unable to log into the forum after the initial data board is damaged.

"Mechanical forum?"

Palus was quite curious. He could understand what this thing was. It was probably some kind of cluster communication that could send information.

It is generally used during important meetings or during battles.

But what are forums and surfing dating?

He doesn't have much idea.

After all, under normal circumstances, humans in the empire basically use communicators. Under the influence of subspace, there is no concept of the Internet.

In extreme cases, the most primitive parchment is used to write letters for communication.

With great curiosity, Parus activated the data board, and the emblem of the Urs Mechanicus flashed on the high-definition screen.

After that, he quickly entered the interface.

On the interface, there was only a software with a gear pattern, and nothing else.

Soon, Parus clicked on the mechanical forum.

Then a registration page popped up, showing that it was necessary to pass the test before it could be qualified to register a forum account.

"It seems that this is a group organization of a certain mechanical faction, and you have to meet the threshold to join..."

Strictly speaking, the Mechanicus is an alliance of a group of technicians, with a relatively loose organization and too many factions and small groups.

Some forging worlds do not even obey the orders of the Mars headquarters.

The only thing they have in common is perhaps their belief in Omnissiah, and their loyalty to the empire is secondary.

After all, they are a privileged group, and the empire needs them.

Some extreme sects will split off and even throw themselves into the arms of Chaos, and are called the Black Mechanicus.

Not all Black Mechanicus have embraced the Chaos Gods. Sometimes they just have too radical theories and conduct too in-depth research on the warp.

Parus didn't think much about it.

He lowered his head and began to answer the test questions on the page, but the more he did, the more frightened he became.

As he went deeper into the questions, the questions became more and more difficult, and there were even many mysterious questions that were so complicated that he couldn't answer them.

The forehead of the mechanical sage began to ooze oil, and he became serious.

After all, this organization called "Mechanical Forum" is real, and the level of the person who asked the questions is much higher than him.

At this moment, he devoted himself to answering questions and was eager to join the Mechanical Forum.

I hope that this organization can obtain the desired knowledge through communication as mentioned before.

"God of Machinery, I need more time!"

When the scarlet and eye-catching countdown appeared on the screen, Parus's tension reached the limit.

However, the answer page was still ruthlessly closed and entered the scoring stage.

He waited anxiously.

As the progress bar moved forward, his electronic eye detector showed that his heartbeat had exceeded the normal state by too much.

Parus began to doubt himself:

"I won't fail to reach the entry threshold, right? How could the Mechanical Forum allow me to enter when I have always failed in research?"

The progress bar finished, and the score appeared on the screen: 60 points.

"Congratulations, you have obtained the registration qualification!"

The red salute exploded, and Xiaoling's mechanical girl animation image congratulated the answerer.

"Praise Omnissiah!"

Parus's hanging heart finally let go.

He excitedly registered an account, and then gave it a nickname as required: "Seeker of Knowledge"

Then he entered the forum and began to browse the content.

Top content of the forum:

Vote, which is better, the authentic mechanical fuel drink or the Moss modified mechanical fuel drink?

There are all kinds of questions and articles on the forum:

What are the nutritional values ​​of ant beef, and how to cook it more deliciously?

How to improve the defense and durability of coatings?

What are the innovative applications of alien materials in improving the performance of weapon systems?

What is the true level of the game ability of the savior?

Titan rear-mounted aircraft design, please correct me.

Taboo topic: Slaanesh Devil Training Concept... (Banned and removed from the shelves, account banned for one month!)

A bounty of 200 gear coins, please give me a set of body modification plans, it must be handsome!

Xiaoling believers gather, I am your dog!

Does anyone know what this place is for? I am a little scared...

Replies:

1. Anonymous user: Hey, newcomers? 2. ** Sage: Give me two gear coins and I will tell you. 3. Urgent! Please, bosses, the project will be delivered tomorrow, please reward me a few gear coins, 30 short of buying the computing power service of the Xiaoling goddess...

Can it be like this?

Parus seemed to have opened the door to a new world.

At first, he was cautious, worried that this was a conspiracy of some subspace.

But he quickly integrated into the forum and roughly understood how the forum operated.

And he understood how important gear coins were.

After browsing the content of the lobby for a while, Parus was still unsatisfied.

The way of thinking and perspective of those questions were very novel, making people unable to stop.

Then, he tried to ask a question encountered in the research of alien materials, and attached a reward of 100 gear coins.

He only had so many initial gear coins, which were required to publish academic questions.

Soon, a high-level member of the sage level answered and gave a detailed answer.

"Yes, this is the answer I want!"

Parus was very excited.

The problem that had been unsolvable for many days was answered so simply.

In this forum, the circulation and exchange of knowledge is so natural, which is unimaginable in other places.

Few members of the Mechanicus are willing to share their knowledge, and the struggle for knowledge may even trigger a war.

However, it was realized in this forum.

He couldn't imagine what made these members willing to share their knowledge.

Palu didn't continue to delve into this question. He suddenly thought of a possibility and took a deep breath.

Then, he trembled and typed a core question in the research of alien materials into the post.

Seeking answers.

This problem has troubled him for decades!

However, the next moment he froze.

The post shows that if you want to offer a reward for this problem, you need 50,000 gear coins...

Where can he get so many gear coins?

Soon, Palus found the answer.

In addition to answering other people's questions and posting professional articles to get rewards, you can also directly exchange your knowledge for gear coins!

Palus clicked into the knowledge base page.

He seemed to have entered an ocean of knowledge. All kinds of knowledge in the mechanical field that he could imagine were available here, with clearly marked prices.

What an amazing database!

You spend gear coins to unlock the knowledge you want.

If you don’t have gear coins, you can also upload your knowledge to exchange for gear coins, and then unlock the knowledge you need.

Parus finally understood why everyone was willing to share knowledge on this mysterious forum.

Because this way they can get more rewards!

That knowledge is so alluring.

After turning a few pages, he couldn't take his eyes away.

"Special-shaped material fusion process?"

After seeing the relevant content introduction, Palus was sure that it was the knowledge that he had been pursuing so hard for so long!

This information will definitely allow him to break through the bottleneck and continue his research.

However, the price tag above is very expensive: 100,000 gear coins!

Fortunately, the Mechanical Forum provides a quick way to earn gear coins, just upload your knowledge.

Palus hesitated for a moment, then inserted the data interface on his body into the data tablet.

Start uploading the knowledge and data you have.

He longs for those alien knowledge!

After uploading, he waited anxiously for acceptance, with a hint of fear.

What if this is a scam?

The knowledge he uploaded contained some knowledge unique to the Forging World of Huangquan No. 8.

But soon, he gave up this doubt.

Because he saw other knowledge about several forging worlds that he was familiar with on the mechanical forum.

He is not alone, other technical priests have also shared their knowledge.

This kind of knowledge exchange will only make them more knowledgeable.

Besides, everyone is a member of the Mechanicus, so such behavior does not involve heresy.

This is not without danger, and he may be punished by the founding director of Hell No. 8.

But Palus can't control so much. Compared with falling into chaos, the risk is already very small.

As long as you are careful, no one will know that you did it. After all, which tech-priest doesn't have his own secrets?

Soon, Palus received his reward, which was about 90,000 gear coins.

If someone buys his knowledge in the future, he can also get a share of the income.

Not long after, someone purchased a piece of knowledge he uploaded and earned a thousand gear coins.

"Hurry up, I'll get the secrets about the alien materials right away!"

Palus continued to participate in the mechanical forum, answering questions from other members and earning some gear coins.

…

A few months later.

Palus drank the fuel drink leisurely and replied on the top post related to the fuel drink:

The authentic brand of oil drink is really delicious. I can taste the fermented holy oil in it, among which...

He eloquently wrote a large paper on it.

Palus has been doing well recently. He has redeemed the knowledge he dreamed of, and his research has made further progress.

Over the past few days, he has been in the forum and acquired more new knowledge than he had in the past hundred years.

Now he feels uncomfortable if he doesn't browse the mechanical forum for a day.

"I'm studying!"

He thought so.

Suddenly, a mechanical pattern of burning flames floated across the page. That was Master Kaul entering the forum!

Palus is familiar with these logos. Senior members of the Mechanical Forum have special logos and special effects.

It's a pity that he is not level enough to have these.

"Master Kaul liked my post?"

Palus was quite excited because this mysterious master had unparalleled knowledge.

Well loved by forum members.

More importantly, this Master Kaul was generous.

Sure enough, after liking it, Parus received a reward of one thousand gear coins.

He might not be able to earn so many gear coins even if he works for a month, which further strengthens his idea of ​​becoming an authentic fuel drinker.

Soon, Palus charged into battle for Master Caul, angrily denounced those evil oil-drinking sects.

But he didn't realize that he had unknowingly transformed into the shape of a mechanical forum.

drop--

The servo skull's communication signal lights up.

It was a communication from the Forge General, urging them to attend the Mechanical Mages meeting tomorrow and deliver the research project at the same time.

"Oops, my project tasks haven't started yet..."

Palus suddenly realized that he had been busy reading mechanical forums and doing his own experiments these days.

He was only halfway through the task assigned by above.

Lord Guilliman, son of the Emperor, Primarch of the Ultramarines, and Prince Regent, announced the Indomitable Crusade to avenge Chaos.

As a large army gathers, transportation logistics and large-scale production tasks become more important.

The major forge worlds are responsible for heavy production tasks and need to optimize and develop more advanced armaments.

As a mechanical sage, Palus was also assigned corresponding tasks.

Moreover, this mission was an urgent one, and the foundry director personally took care of it.

The task will be delivered tomorrow, and the mechanical sages who fail to complete it will inevitably be punished.

Even though time was so tight, he didn't worry too much.

Because of the existence of the mechanical goddess Xiaoling!

Parus was assigned a certain complex data calculation task, which could be calculated using his own electronic brain.

It takes a lot of time.

However, with the help of Xiaoling's computing power, he can complete the calculation several times or even dozens of times faster.

Computing power is a bit expensive, and the specific speed depends on how many gear coins he can take out.

Fortunately, Parus still had a lot of gear coins left, so he immediately spent more than two thousand gear coins to connect to the data board and upload the relevant data.

With the intervention of Xiaoling.

The capacity of his electronic brain seemed to have expanded several times in an instant, and he was swimming in the ocean of data.

What a wonderful feeling…

"Praise to the mechanical goddess!"

He praised devoutly, and then immediately started the calculation task.

The night passed.

Palus went to the Forge Palace refreshed to attend the meeting of the Mechanical Mages.

at the meeting.

The Director of the Foundry was furious because half of the Magi Mechanicus failed to successfully complete their assigned urgent tasks.

When it was Palus' turn to deliver, he easily handed over the test results, completely crushing his old rival in terms of accuracy.

Making him furious.

Moreover, because he completed the task well, he was praised by the casting director and called him the precious brain of Huang Quan No. 8.

Not only was Palus praised, but several other mechanical sages who had produced perfect research results were also praised.

"Sure enough, with the Mechanical Forum, we can be 'way ahead' in the research field as the forum said!"

Palus was secretly excited, and he looked at several other mechanical sages who were being appreciated.

He knew how these mechanical sages came up with such good research results.

Because they are also members of the Mechanical Forum.

He developed it himself!

…

Agrippina Forge World.

In the machinery hall.

"Damn idiots, how dare they leak the precious knowledge of this world!"

A certain master alchemist was clutching a captured data pad that he found on the body of one of his tech-priests.

He was furious: "I want to report it to the foundry director to completely eliminate you traitors!"

The alchemist master is determined that such behavior will not be allowed to happen in this forging world again.

He looked at the dataslate to see what had bewitched those idiots.

"Praise be to the Omnisiah, what a wonderful alchemical ceremony!"

It didn't take long for the master alchemist's electronic eyes to widen, and he was anxious to gain knowledge.

But there is no way to unlock it.

As a last resort, he ordered the mechs to release the tech-priest and raise the barrier at the same time.

Quietly ask him for advice on how to use the mechanical forum...

——

Erth star.

Tower mansion.

Ron sat at his desk, looking at the files.

After reading the relevant documents of the online trade shopping software, he began to look at the development report of the Machinery Forum.

These days, the Mechanicum Forum attracts millions of members of the Mechanicum and provides related services to it.

At the same time, a series of content has been updated, such as titles, special effects, personal space, tens of thousands of sub-sections, etc.

Moreover, due to the activity of attracting new members and giving away gear coins, the membership of the Mechanical Forum is still expanding.

Just as Ron thought.

The Mechanical Forum provides a communication platform for engine oil guys that is not disturbed by chaos, and is very popular among members of the Mechanicum.

The exchange of knowledge brings immeasurable benefits to every member.

Those members of the Mechanicus uploaded a large amount of knowledge.

In addition to personal research knowledge, it also includes core knowledge of certain important vehicles.

As a result, the database of Erth Mechanicus has accumulated terrifying technical data.

If this continues, one day the Erth Mechanicus will surpass Mars and possess the largest database in the galaxy.

Of course, due to the overall improvement in the strength of the Mechanicus members, the Empire has also enjoyed benefits.

However, the biggest benefit was that he gained the territory. The immeasurable wealth of knowledge accelerated the development of the territory.

Today, the territory has launched vigorous scientific research and large-scale production.

In addition, due to the huge accumulation of data and the worship of members of the Mechanicum, the small spirit has become more powerful.

Ron had a vague feeling that Xiao Ling, a machine soul, had a tendency to become some kind of conceptual god.

Anyway, it's a good thing.

But as the Mechanical Forum expands, it will inevitably be exposed and potentially vulnerable to attack.

At the same time, the lives of forum members were threatened.

This is something he doesn't want to see.

Ron frowned, thinking of a way to solve it.

He did not want this incident to cause a bloody storm within the Mechanicus, or even start a war.

But at this point, he couldn't stop.

Ron thought of a way, gritted his teeth and wanted to send a message to Caul: "No matter what method you use, absorb more members and accelerate expansion!"

…

half year later.

Huang Quan No. 8 Foundry World.

Mechanical palace.

boom--

The huge mechanical feet crushed the metal floor.

"We must launch a war to take back knowledge, and arrest those traitors!"

The foundry director is holding a data pad on one of his robotic arms.

The anger caused thick black smoke to rise from its more than ten-meter-tall mechanical body...