Warhammer: From Planetary Governor

Chapter 281 General Forged by Mars: Heretic, unforgivable heresy!

"Um……"

Ron frowned slightly: "I guess not?"

After all, the Mechanical Forum is an extremely new thing, and even those foundry worlds could not accept it at first.

Not to mention the extremely conservative Mars headquarters.

As far as he knew, the current Martian Forge General and Supreme Lord of the Mechanicus, Udia Lasky, was an extreme conservative.

Even conservatives think he is conservative.

During the Fall of Cadia.

Because Cadia has the only, stable and permanent space channel that can enter and exit the "Eye of Fear".

It is the important fortress world that the Empire stands at the door of Chaos to contain the "Eye of Terror".

In order to save Cadia, an important fortress of the empire.

The Council of High Lords proposed to abolish the Edict of Restriction, allowing the Custodes to leave Holy Terra and go to support Cadia.

However, this decree encountered firm personal opposition from Udiya and failed to take effect.

Eventually, Cadia was destroyed by Abaddon.

The consequences of this are similar to the fall of Shanhaiguan in the Ming Dynasty.

The empire lost this important portal of Cadia and could only allow Chaos to flow unimpeded, resulting in heavy losses.

It is difficult to say that Udiya is not responsible for this.

Moreover, the Mars-forged general was not only conservative, but also liked to seize power and start struggles.

He is also responsible for the current corruption of the Mechanicus.

Now, the rise of the mechanical forum has seriously affected the status of the Mars headquarters.

In this case, it’s impossible for the Mars-forged general Udiya to not react?

"Strange, so strange..."

Ron held his chin, thinking over and over again, puzzled.

Compared to this weird calmness, he preferred Mars to give a little reaction.

This way he can at least have some peace of mind.

In short, the crisis in the machinery forum still exists.

The Martian headquarters of the Mechanicus, or the follow-up actions of the Martian forging general, affects the fate of the Mechanical Forum.

well……

Ron sighed.

He stood up from the table and chair and walked straight to the balcony, overlooking the brightly lit surface of the planet.

"Well, it feels a little like thousands of lights..."

Now the planet Euse has full access to water, electricity and internet.

Wherever there are people.

Even the remote Void Remnant tribe located in the forest can enjoy these infrastructures.

In recognition of the Void Remnant's exceptional dedication to their territory, and out of respect for their customs.

Ron reserved a large area of ​​primitive jungle especially for them.

In addition to the development of technology.

The territory is also in full swing in terms of people's livelihood, and a large number of infrastructures are built on various planets to provide protection.

Let everyone enjoy the glory of the Savior.

Doing so also allows people to provide a higher quality of hope.

But this is only a basic guarantee.

The territory is always promoting the faith of the Savior and warning of the impending war.

A large number of people joined the army's logistics department, the agricultural department's engineering team, and the mining team, working feverishly for the future of the territory.

At the same time, high-quality people enter Zhongsi College to study and serve in various organizations after graduation.

Ron looked up at the moon. Several bright golden light spots were shining like stars.

It was a purifying star ring connected to the golden solar energy.

He followed the advice of the Ministry of Interior think tank and built a purification star ring several kilometers in diameter.

Those star rings are like purification portals.

Provide decontamination and cleaning services for incoming and outgoing ships as well as those old ships towed back from the subspace.

When each ship passes through the purification star ring, it will be fully illuminated by the sacred light and completely clean up the attached chaotic matter.

At the same time, there are also some cleanup troops and space warriors stationed in the star ring, responsible for cleaning up some chaotic life forms inside the ship.

Ron watched quietly for a while, then returned to the bedroom to rest.

The matter of the Martian headquarters of the Mechanicus will be put on hold for the time being, waiting for them to react.

Within a few days, he learned about the current situation of Mars from sporadic posts on the mechanical forum.

The situation is not good.

…

The devastated red planet with a turbid atmosphere floats quietly in the void.

On the equatorial belt, orbital factories surround it, forming an iron star ring.

On the surface, there are hive cities stretching for dozens of kilometers, and their foundations penetrate deep into the ground.

This is the empire’s greatest and most sacred forging world, the red star—Mars!

As the headquarters of the Mechanicum, a large number of technical priests have lived here for generations, forming an immeasurable knowledge base.

"Nothing will stop you from pursuing knowledge; no one will stop you from pursuing and obtaining sacred technology; no one will stop you from standing under the seat of the God of All Machines..."

That was once the true mantra of the Cult Mechanicus.

However, in the 41st millennium of the Empire, all this was crumbling.

Strict hierarchical system, widespread academic atmosphere, and information barriers formed over thousands of years.

Almost blocking the flow of knowledge.

Conservative, decadent, feudal, and monopolistic, this association of academic staff is increasingly declining.

Like a pool of stagnant water.

However, not long ago, the mechanical forum emerged, igniting the spark of knowledge.

Information barriers are broken down.

Those low-level technical priests were able to learn freely and touch the noble knowledge that had been difficult to access for generations.

Not long after, the Mechanical Forum spread to Mars.

However, the spreading sparks of knowledge were strangled by conservatives and were quickly extinguished.

Today, Mars is silent and everyone is in danger.

Buzz~

On the track.

Several large and ugly signal jammers affect the communication from the outside.

More precisely, it is specially used to isolate the signal of the Mechanical Forum.

Acid falls on the hive city.

A light mist permeates.

For a long time, these acid mists have corroded the buildings of the hive city, causing mottled dark green rust on the exterior of the buildings.

"Run!"

The voice that suddenly came out seemed shrill, but soon the existence that made the voice was subdued.

A figure rushed out of the mist.

It was a young technical priest wearing a dirty church robe.

His name is Buna.

Buna hugged the things in his arms and ran forward with all his strength.

Behind him, there was a rhythmic sound of metal treading on the ground.

Buna was being hunted by the Guardian Mecha.

This was one of the most terrifying things on Mars.

However, he did not give up, nor did he intend to hand over the object in his arms, because... that was hope!

More hydraulic pressure was injected into the mechanical limbs, and Buna's speed soared further.

In a few seconds, he escaped a hundred meters away and disappeared in the complex mechanical streets and alleys.

However, the mechanical limbs of the Guardian Mecha were more advanced, faster, and equipped with a detection auspicious instrument.

They soon tracked Buna's trail.

"Warning! Warning!"

The rigid electronic voice of the Guardian Mecha seemed particularly cold: "Contraband detected, immediately hand it over and wait for trial!"

"The target escaped, executing the pursuit procedure, allowing the use of lethal force..."

"Target locked!"

The Guardian Mecha raised the plasma rapid gun and aimed at the running figure.

Zi~

Several rays shot out.

The limbs of the young technical priest were melted.

He suddenly lost his balance and fell to the ground, and the data board in his arms also flew out and fell on the street.

The Guardian mecha grabbed him and locked him up, and pronounced his crime: "Arrest completed, crime... technological heresy, punishment... deprivation of body, labor!"

"Those are not heretical technologies!"

Oil continued to drip from Buna's body, flowing freely along the ground.

He roared angrily:

"There is no evil technology in the mechanical forum, and the knowledge and information there all come from the sharing of seekers of knowledge.

The network there is cleaner and purer than all the communication networks on Mars!

We just want to get a chance to learn, what's wrong with that?"

But the Guardian mechas ignored the words of this technological heretic, and any of his narrations and excuses were invalid.

And he had no right to appeal.

A Guardian mecha walked to the data board with several small spirit emblems, scanned it, and then issued an order:

"Find the prohibited items and execute destruction!"

"No!!!"

Under Buna's angry eyes, the Guardian mecha raised his foot and crushed the data board.

Then he used a jet to completely melt it into molten iron.

At this moment, Buna's heart was filled with despair.

Hope was cut off.

The knowledge and learning opportunities that he had dreamed of were ruthlessly crushed.

Buna was born into a family of technical priests at the bottom of Mars.

Compared with hard labor and labor, it was a good family background.

Their family had served a mechanical sage for generations, responsible for maintaining and repairing machines in a weapons manufacturing factory.

All the knowledge that the Buna family had was about that old machine.

Apart from that, they had no chance to access other knowledge, nor were they allowed to.

This was true even if they had the highest talent.

Buna's life could be said to have been shaped from the moment he was born.

He would get a license agreement and follow his father to learn the maintenance knowledge of the machine.

After officially becoming a technical priest, his life would revolve around the machine, without any other possibilities.

What was even more terrifying was that Buna had no right to refuse at all.

In view of the technical confidentiality agreement hundreds of years ago.

They had to stay in the factory of the mechanical sage for generations to prevent the precious mechanical knowledge from being leaked.

Even though that mechanical knowledge no longer has an advantage and has become a common knowledge system in the major forging worlds of the empire.

Buna also wanted to gain more freedom by appealing to readjust the agreement.

But they were not qualified to meet the mechanical sage.

Although the Buna family had served the mechanical sage for generations, they had not seen the sage for nearly two hundred years.

It was not even clear whether the other party stayed on Mars or was alive.

Those low-level technical priest families could only receive meager salaries and repeat the same fate according to the agreement hundreds or even thousands of years ago.

Continue to maintain the operation of the weapons manufacturing factory.

Even though the factory had no new orders for hundreds of years.

They maintained the machinery, manufactured weapons, and then sent them to the warehouse, and then a spacecraft came to transport them away at the same time.

It continued year after year.

Buna was smart and learned things quickly, and mastered the skills of repairing machines in a very short time.

Under his management, the hundreds-year-old machine ran very well and had almost no failures.

If given the chance, he could even build a better machine.

Outside of work, he always wants to learn new things.

However, Buhner had no access to new knowledge.

Those information barriers are like a big mountain, isolating most of the seekers of knowledge.

Unless he is willing to risk going to the black market of knowledge to obtain unauthorized knowledge.

But the risks are too high.

The knowledge in the black market is often mixed with unknown dangers, and is severely attacked by the Skitarii.

One of Buna's friends was judged as a technical heretic because he went to the black market to obtain unauthorized knowledge.

Thus deprived of the electronic brain, it became a hard labor.

Many years have passed since the boring days of looking at the earth at a glance.

Finally, Buna couldn't help it and went to the black market of knowledge.

There, the followers of the Mechanical Goddess gave him a data pad and the badge of the Little Spirit Goddess.

These things became the only light in his life.

via datapad.

Buna entered the Mechanical Forum, a coveted new world where endless knowledge was waiting for him to explore.

There, he learned the mechanical knowledge he was interested in and published many ideas.

Received constant praise from forum members.

Many sages even praised his talent, saying that he would definitely become a mechanical sage in the future.

Sometimes Buna thinks about it too.

It would be great if the sage their family serves was as enlightened as the sage in the forum.

However, this is just fantasy.

Because the Mechanical Magus served by Buna belonged to the faction of Mars Forge General Udia.

They are extremely conservative, pay more attention to the class system, and are almost unwilling to share or update any knowledge.

Even the weapons manufacturing factory is still manufacturing the weapons that were developed hundreds of years ago.

There is no longer any competitiveness.

It belongs to a category of weapons products that are expensive and poor.

However, due to the Martian Forge General's status within the Empire, the weapons manufacturing factories received permanent orders from the Astra Militarum.

If there are no accidents, all this will continue for hundreds of thousands of years.

When will it end.

It mainly depends on how long the Martian forged general can survive.

Many people hate the Martian Forge General Udia, but there is nothing they can do.

As a great sage, Udiya has average knowledge, mediocre talent, and little management ability.

But he still became the Forge General of Mars and the Supreme Lord of the Mechanicus.

Because he is conservative and extreme enough, he devotes almost all his attention to power struggles.

Although Udiya is often self-defeating, he has enough viciousness and destructive power to be feared.

more importantly.

He is "orthodox" enough.

Not only did it receive the support of the Titan Order and the Imperial Knight Family, but there was also great help from the "Void Dragon" Guardian Order.

It can be said that he is the leader of conservatives.

Even if Udiya is incompetent, corrupt, and stubborn, he likes to start fights and engage in foolish fights that harm others and do not benefit himself.

It caused too much damage to the Empire and the Adeptus Mechanicus, resulting in the death of many people.

But in any case, Uldia is the Forge General of Mars and the Supreme Lord of the Mechanicum.

He controls the Adeptus Mechanicus, which represents the other head of the Imperial Aquila, and half of the Empire.

After all, most of the empire's battleships, firearms, powered armor, Titans, Imperial Knights, heavy vehicles, etc.

All created by the Forge World controlled by the Adeptus Mechanicus.

In theory, even a former emperor should show him some respect.

In terms of status, he is not inferior to the original body.

Even the returned primarch Guilliman had to hold his nose and recognize Udia's status and philosophy.

Unless he wants to provoke a fight between the Mechanicum and Holy Terra, plunging the Empire into chaos.

In short, the status of Mars Casting General is unshakable!

These secrets were all discovered by Buna in the secret complaints section of the machinery forum.

Those posts greeting the Martian Forged General took up a considerable portion and were specially marked and refined.

Buna did not pay much attention to these. The Martian Forge General was too far away from him.

What would happen to that noble being was not something he was qualified to speculate on.

If nothing else happens.

He will continue to be tied up in the dark factory, spending his life around that complex and old machine day after day.

Buna can accept these.

Because he has a mechanical forum.

In that virtual world, there is endless knowledge to explore, and you can make friends from all over the galaxy.

Moreover, the people in the Mechanical Goddess Order are very good, and they jointly believe in and support the Little Spirit Goddess.

They will help each other, make all kinds of beautiful coats of arms, and are willing to share more knowledge and resources with people who share common interests.

When Buna was in the black market, the believer of the Mechanical Goddess just looked at the badge and asked him if it looked good.

After getting a positive answer.

The believer generously gave him the data pad for free and also gave him several badges.

They are all made of very rare metal materials.

For Buna, this was enough and he wanted nothing more.

However, his beautiful life soon fell apart.

Suddenly, the mechanical forum signals on Mars were blocked by interference.

Under the orders of the Forged General of Mars.

The entire planet is under total martial law, and the Apostolic Mechs are hunting down any Tech-Priests who use the Mechanical Forum.

For a while, everyone was in danger.

More and more people were captured or brutally killed in the hunt, and even the believer who originally gave him the data pad lost contact.

Now, it's Buna's turn.

"Dirty technological heresy and stinking faith!"

The guard machine soldier stamped hard on the pile of molten iron and kicked it away into the garbage heap.

"Asshole, I'll fight you!"

Buna struggled. Without his mechanical limbs, he had no power to fight back.

He was quickly dragged away by the protective machine soldiers.

From the shadows, many Tech-Priests looked on angrily.

But nothing can be done.

They are simply unable to fight against the guardian robots and those more noble beings.

That unshakable existence extinguished the spark of knowledge on Mars with an unstoppable momentum.

And, no one can stop him.

…

Temple of the God of All Machines.

In the magnificent and sacred mechanical hall.

Senior members of the Mechanicus are holding an important meeting to discuss the final disposition of the Mechanicum Forum.

On a mechanical base more than ten meters high, there is a huge mechanical creation.

The gears buzzed.

That was the Martian Forged General Udia, who had a large number of reinforced implants on his body.

Making it more like a mechanical building than a person, it required the use of eight super-heavy cranes.

to move it.

So when the Martian Forge General went to attend some meetings, it required a lot of logistics and construction.

months ago.

Udiya, who was attending a meeting in Holy Terra, received the message from the Mechanical Forum and immediately interrupted the meeting and left.

Return to Mars.

However, due to his huge size, almost a month had passed by the time he arrived on the surface of Mars.

Subsequently, Udiya immediately blocked Mars and convened a meeting with relevant high-level members.

Wait for all senior members to arrive at the Temple of the God of All Machines to attend the meeting.

It took another month.

It can be said to be very imperial.

Of course, there was also a deliberate element to this, and the Martian Forge General needed time to plan.

So that the fatal blow can be delivered at the right time.

"The Mechanical Forum is a heresy, and it is an unforgivable heresy!"

Roaring electronic sounds echoed in the hall.

Mars Casting General Udia said in an irrefutable tone:

"That dirty, ugly platform was the creation of an enemy of the Mechanicus and a complete heretic.

We must gather all our strength to completely destroy it, even if it triggers a large-scale war! "