Warhammer: I don’t want to be a can of worms! ! !

On the first day of class, memorize the vocabulary first.

Hades, whose painting style is slightly sloppy, is sitting in the library in despair, memorizing proper nouns helplessly. All kinds of books around him have become his prison——

"The 101 basic circuits that must be taught in prenatal education in the nursery", "The 3,000 types of screws that a servitor must memorize".

Of course, more books are written in binary, octal, or ASCLL codes, such as "\\u5982\\u4f55\\u7528\\u6dab9\\u53d6\\u60a6\\u4f60\\u7684\\u673a\\u68b0".

Not far from Hades, the wild wolf Manning snored loudly, provoking Hades's already almost broken sanity.

Don't think about it, the other party is a young master with a rich family, and you are the only hope for a newly formed legion with nothing but standard parts.

After swallowing the knowledge that was almost overflowing, Hades bowed his head again in resignation.

He finally realized what the saying "it takes thirty years to study" meant.

Even humans with enhanced learning abilities like Space Marines need thirty years to master the most basic technical maintenance of a legion.

It's really like putting soldiers on Mars and then sprinting for the college entrance examination for thirty years, right?

Hades suddenly felt an unspeakable admiration for the Techmarines and Forgemasters of the Death Guard.

Thanks to his electronic brain, Hades simply flipped through the pages, took pictures of them, and then let his left brain copy the knowledge into it, and then use the knowledge when he encountered it later.

Why doesn’t the Mechanicum have such things as USB flash drives? !

What Hades didn't know was that the Mechanicus really had such a thing, but he obviously didn't have the authority to use it.

After feeling like he was really going to physically throw up, Hades finally raised his head and rubbed his neck.

He stared at the opposite wall and became dazed.

In fact, since Hades walked out of the Mechanical Sanctuary a few Martian days ago, he has been thinking about the Mechanicus.

According to Hades's memory in his previous life, the birth of the Mechanicus was brought about by the Emperor himself, in order to allow some technology to survive the Age of Darkness and Strife intact so that he could start the Great Crusade.

The Emperor meant that Hades would not judge. He knew that the Emperor needed someone who could devote his life to knowledge in those dark times.

And faith is often the best catalyst for this kind of behavior.

The cheapest faith is often cloaked in religion and ignorance.

But when I saw the fanaticism of the Mechanicus, the faith from the heart, the realization that the Emperor was the Messiah of Ohm.

Hades is still a little shocked

No, there is no point in dwelling on a settled fact. Hades never wastes his precious brain cells in such a place.

What troubles him is that belief is really useful here. If you pray to a god, then a god will answer your prayer in the subspace.

So where are all the prayers of the Mechanicus?

Hades didn't see them praying for a God of All Opportunities in the subspace.

Hades currently has two speculations. The first is that the Mechanicus' beliefs have gone to the real "God of All Machines", which is the Void Dragon imprisoned in the Mars Underground Palace by the Emperor.

The Void Dragon is a fragment of the Star God, and the Star God can be simply understood as the god of the physical world, a powerful existence of pure material existence.

So the Mechanicum's faith in him was of no use to him, as the C'tan only obeyed the laws of the physical universe.

The second speculation is that the Emperor pretended to be the representative of the Void Dragon in the world, and took away the authority of the Void Dragon, so that all the beliefs of the Mechanicum were instilled in the Emperor.

Well. No matter what, it is certain that the Emperor is the biggest beneficiary of the game between the Mechanicus and the Void Dragon.

It’s just those sages who believe in the Mechanicus

The mechanical sages also have different attitudes towards doctrine. Some are fanatical believers, while others label themselves religious just for the convenience of their own experiments.

For example, the mechanical sage Gal Jordan whom Hades is currently in contact with is a fanatical believer of the Mechanicus who seizes every opportunity to preach to Hades.

Hades said, ah, yes, yes, what you said is right, and praise Om Messiah.

The fluorescent watch on the wall was adjusted to Mars noon, and it beeped, interrupting Hades's thinking.

Looking at the books on the table, Hades collapsed in the pile of books helplessly and banged his head on the table.

He once fantasized about finishing his studies and returning to the team early. What the hell is this now? !

However, what Hades doesn't know is that his current learning speed is much faster than that of others, but others are at other stages. Hades has no comparison, so naturally he will not have an intuitive understanding of his own learning speed. impression.

The wild wolf Manning was awakened by Hades's banging on the table, and his shouting suddenly stopped. Manning raised his head sleepily and glanced at the time on the wall.

"What? It's time, let's go eat!"

"Let's go, stop learning!"

This is the second day after Hades was taken away by the wild wolf Manning.

Mars' food is a kind of specially seasoned algae and a kind of white porridge with a faint smell of machine oil.

Brown-green spherical algae, seasoned with vinegar and salt, shimmered under the light.

The porridge was still the same porridge, but it had no taste at all, except for a faint smell of engine oil.

Compared with the sweet food on the Death Guard, the food on Mars is salty.

It's okay, Hades is not picky about food!

Hades, who had been chewing books all morning, turned his grief into appetite——

Good brother, just do it!

When Hades put down the twenty-third plate of seasoned algae, Manning was staring at him, dumbfounded.

"Brother, don't you provide food on the Death Guard?"

The wild wolf Manning would not eat the food provided by the oil guy if he could, and would he feed them grass every day? !

Every time he picked up a piece of grass, Manning was reminded of the days when he feasted on meat in Fenris.

What kind of ascetic life is this? !

Other technical sergeants only eat as necessary to maintain life.

And Hades was definitely the first person Manning had seen who was so active in eating.

Hades silently swallowed the algae in his throat.

"The food served to the Death Guard is also very good. The nutritious porridge and metal blocks are both delicious and filling."

"Is this what you eat every day?"

Hades looked at the wild wolf Manning with confusion.

"Yeah, every day."

Isn't that the minimum standard diet for a Space Marine? !

Manning was shocked. Is this what you Death Guards eat?

He had heard of the afternoon tea of ​​the Emperor's Children, the dinner of the Ultramarines, and the blood meal of the Blood Angels. Other simple legions would also add some bread or meat from nearby agricultural planets to their diet.

But this was the first time he had heard of the Death Guard's diet.

The merciless original body and the extremely difficult diet, these two points cannot be combined in any way, right? !

But seeing the matter-of-fact expression on Hades's face opposite him, Manning couldn't say anything.

Forget it, I'll pack some game next time I take him drinking.

It's rare to find someone with whom you can make trouble together.

Wild Wolf Manning thought secretly.

As for Hades opposite him, he began to think about life again.

He seemed to remember that Enrique told him to stay away from the wolves. But now, what happened?

It was obviously just a fight, how could it end up like this?

Hades looked around and chose the Iron Hands, Iron Warriors and other warriors who were seated farthest from them.

Hmm. Why do you feel like you are hated?

However, Moon Wolf Sunderland and War Dog Perez noticed Hades looking around and smiled friendly at Hades.

The afternoon class was practical. Although Hades could choose to continue studying hard in the library, Hades decisively gave up and immediately ran away to the mechanical workshop.

In the distance were the lights of other technical sergeants cutting and reorganizing machinery, while Hades stared thoughtfully at a Demos Rhino tank in front of him.

The Mechanicus chose what they regarded as a "gentle machine spirit" to start the first practical lesson of the technical sergeant.

So, what exactly is a machine soul?

As far as Hades knew, there were three types of machine spirits.

The first category is the metaphysical machine soul, and there are their projections in the subspace.

This is also the most common and ordinary machine spirit, and its existence is usually condensed by the surrounding soldiers' belief in them.

The second category is scientific machine souls. The Mechanicus calls some systems that can perform automated tasks or have a certain degree of autonomy as machine souls.

The third category is those who hate intelligence, because after the "Scarlet Agreement", the Emperor explicitly prohibited the Mechanical Magi from continuing AI-related research to prevent the next rebellion.

But in fact, some mechanical sages dancing in the gray area still have intelligent AI in their hands.

In order to avoid the eyes and ears of others, the sages uniformly called these AIs machine souls.

What, you said I violated the treaty?

No, this is not AI, this is a great machine soul——

"Hello Lord Hades from the Death Guard."

A word interrupted Hades' thinking.

A technical servant with frayed edges on his robe emerged from behind the Rhino tank. Unlike the other technical servants Hades had seen, he was highly mechanized and had no human tissue on his face, leaving only Cables and displays.

What makes Hades feel even more strange is that the eyes of this technical servant are not ordinary electronic eyes, but a long display screen with pixelated blue eyes flashing.

"Hello."

Hades blinked,

"How may I call you?"

The technical servant trembled as if he was flattered, and even shrank back. The symbol of sweat drops even appeared on his display screen.

What is this all about? Hades was full of questions.

"Master, just call me Jin. My name is Jin-306."

A deliberately anthropomorphic tone sounded, and this technical servant even simulated a stuttering tone.

As far as Hades knows, most servants of gods despise the human body. They even despise the fact that when normal vocal cords produce sounds, some airflow will reduce communication efficiency.

Hmm. Maybe the forest is big and there are all kinds of birds, right?

But at least he wasn't one of those dogmatic technological servants, and Hades felt good.

Hades, who was focused on continuing to contact the machine soul, did not pay too much attention to this. He looked at the somewhat thin technical servant and motioned for him to continue.

Seeing that Hades did not show any obvious emotions, Jin-306's eyes flashed.

"Sir, 306 will be responsible for your practical study next. You can ask 306 various questions, and 306 will answer your most official answers."

"The Mechanicus' arrangement today is for you to have your first contact with the Machine Soul."

"The MK1C Deimos Rhino in front of you is the third batch of tanks mass-produced by the Adeptus Mechanicus in the early days of the Great Crusade. It has been active in the front line of the war with aliens since then. Finally, due to the mixture of different fuels in its engine, out of service due to the corrosive effects.”

"According to data records, its machine spirit first appeared in a tug-of-war on an agricultural planet. After the fuel volume was obviously insufficient to drive it, in order to ensure the completion of the mission, the machine still traveled about three point four kilometers. and successfully arrived at the destination.”

"After that, this machine showed machine soul consciousness many times."

"So after it was retired, the Jordanian Sage chose to bring it back from the front line and use it for education and to inspire the soldiers' pious belief in the machine soul."

"Based on your previous genetic data, this machine has the highest compatibility with you, so we will take it out of the warehouse for teaching purposes."

According to the description of the veteran who drove it before, the machine soul profile of this MK1C Deimos Rhino is extremely abhorrent to aliens, kind, tolerant, tough, and sleepy at the same time.

In the previous daily inspections of the Mechanicus, most of the machines that were close to Hades would show a slight degree of irritability.

So the sage arranged for Hades to have this machine soul with the best temper.

Jin's electronic eyes flashed and he made a smile.

"Now, sir, please allow me to teach you the basic process of worshiping machine spirits."

Burn incense, light wax, apply oil, and cover the mottled shell of the tank with scarlet satin, with gorgeous gold threads sparkling on it.

A set of processes passed, and Hades blinked as he looked at the obviously uncoordinated combination of machinery and fabrics.

Jin bowed deeply to Tank, then turned his head and bowed to Hades,

"Sir, the ceremony is over. I can feel the calm and joyful machine soul. Next, you can put your hands on it and feel the resonance with the machine soul."

"This process needs to be quiet, so I'm resigning now."

"If you need anything, please call me anytime."

Jin's electronic eyes flickered, and then he quietly left and disappeared into a pile of machinery.

Hades looked at Jin, and suddenly felt a sense of humiliation from Party B to Party A.

They are all workers, it’s okay, I won’t embarrass you!

After lamenting that it is not easy for anyone to live, Hades came back to his senses and looked at the crater-spotted tank again. The fire was flickering, wax oil was slowly sliding off its shell, and the red silk was smooth.

Well. Although it may seem silly, Hades took off his mechanic's gloves and carefully touched the shell of the old tank.

Knowing that there was a high probability that this rhinoceros contained the first type of metaphysical machine soul, just in case, Hades deliberately compressed the black domain to the other side of his body to avoid contact with the tank.

Then he closed his eyes and tried hard to communicate with the machine spirit.

Hmm. How to communicate? !

Ordinary technical sergeants, after calming down, will feel the faint call of the machine soul, and then judge the condition of the machine and whether it is suitable for combat.

But as for Hades, he can't feel anything at the moment.

It was like staring at a stone.

Finally, after Hades stared for almost an hour, Hades couldn't hold himself any longer.

He tried hard to recall the daily prayer scenes of the Mechanicus.

He remembered!

The mechanical mages will make servitors that sing only binary chants and place them in the sanctuary. It is said that they can make the machine souls happy.

Hades can do something similar!

The main content of this prayer behavior is that people are singing hymns. To simplify it, can the mechanical soul be touched by simply repeating the mechanical hymns?

Hades didn't know, but he had been staring for over an hour anyway, so he decided to give it a try.

Hades controlled his left brain to find the content of the previously recorded hymn, and then began to play the hymn in the form of radio waves.

Hmm. The reaction ability of the machine soul should be much faster than that of humans.

So Hades decisively increased the speed, and then copied another hymn in his left brain. Now there are two hymns playing!

The machine soul still didn't respond, but Hades, who was too bored, now continued to copy the hymn in the left brain as if he had discovered a new world.

Not to mention, the processing power of his electronic left brain can smoothly open 777 copies of Frenzy with the highest image quality.

Finally, when Hades happily copied the hymn for the thirteenth time——

"boom!"

The tank next to him suddenly emitted a burst of black smoke, and the smoke billowed. The other Space Marines in the distance were startled and looked towards Hades with doubts on their faces.

But Hades didn't care about these details.

Because at the same time, Hades' left brain received a binary sentence,

"Stop pushing!"

ah?

OK, he successfully communicated with the machine soul!

It had been sleeping.

Those turbulent battlefields that made its blood boil have long been a thing of the past. It does not need to bulldoze in the muddy land or protect its comrades on the battlefield where bullets are flying.

It's old.

The battery life that it was previously proud of has made it wear and tear. It hopes to have a vigorous war so that it can exert the last heat of the war machine on the battlefield.

However, it was taken away from its comrades and enshrined in a sanctuary.

It is the oldest one and has seen successive generations of Techmarines.

Later, more partners joined, and the Mechanical Sage heard its desire for rest, so he slowly left it idle.

It sleeps endlessly, sleeping in the hymn of incense. Compared with the smoke and roar, these sweet things gradually dull its senses.

I won't wake up again, it thought

It will sleep forever in a peaceful and pleasant dream until—

A harsh, garbled sound sounded in its ears crazily,

It opened its bird servant angrily and saw this thing that made it unhappy at first sight.

"Where are you praying for your mother?"

it says.

Terra, the Royal Palace.

"What was that just now?"

Mortarion looked at Malcador, whose face was hidden across from him, and asked,

".That was your father's effort."

"Psychic? He will also become the blasphemous existence of the subspace?"

Hearing Mortarion's insult to the Emperor, Malcador took a deep breath.

"You should understand that your father's painstaking spirituality does not always mean Chaos Mortarion, and I thought you knew that."

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