Chapter 602 It suddenly appeared-
"Knowledge deserves respect, but knowledge that lacks practical application and verification is nothing more than an embellishment, a robe and jewelry draped outside any person who has not practiced it, rather than a tool that can be used and upgraded, or even a weapon. The weapon painted on paper can undoubtedly kill people, but if it is forever merely painted on paper and worshipped by treasures from generation to generation, it will soon become weak and forgotten."
————The words of a dead technical sergeant sampled the memory of the original cast head.
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"This is unreasonable!"
This is what Belisaliu Kaul said after being restarted.
"My firewall and defense protocol cannot be invalid! I still have a physical isolation force field--"
The second half of this sentence stopped when he saw the face that was smiling.
He knew who this was, and then he looked away and looked at the ruins of the ancient kingdom hundreds of thousands of meters away. The ruins of the huge city of Putu City were still vaguely visible, and the dust had been covering them after the last flood in Terra.
The dry and cold wind on the Himalayan Plateau blew through his tight skin after undergoing rejuvenation surgery. The smell of the air was acceptable at this height. To be honest, he still prefers to come out and breathe the air mixed with various subtle smells here than the air that has been filtered in the laboratory countless times.
It made him feel that he was still connected to the Terra he was familiar with thousands of years ago.
At this time the man opposite smiled at him. He had hazel skin and long dark brown hair, his hair was neatly combed and tied behind his head.
"Where is unreasonable?"
His voice was unexpectedly gentle and plain, but his face, as Kaur had seen Him countless times, was not an exception at all.
This time, He looked thin and melancholy, but handsome, with impressive deep eye sockets and long eyelashes. Kaur blinked his fleshly eyes: Is He like this? But because each time is different, Kaul cannot deny that this one is also something of His appearance.
"The construction period required by Amar Astart is unreasonable." Kaul replied, upset by another failure of the experiment in the department she was in charge. "I have used up all the new volunteers and cloned experimental materials. Their carapaces either hardened early or were too soft to spread throughout the body without any successful products. They were all executed, and they failed again in months. I needed more experimental modifications and more time, and her requirements were too tight."
Despite this, Kaul also knew that if it were not for the wishes of the person in front of him, Astart would not have asked so much.
"I regret to hear this. Belisaliu Kaur." He said that the ever-lingering sadness in His eyes made Kaur think of another man, Robert Kiriman, who was also frowning forever and unable to get happiness from his work, with heartbreaking melancholy and worrying...
How great it would be if He could always keep smiling. He really didn't want to see sadness and frown on His face. If this frown could disappear, Kaur would do anything...
--etc.
——Wait, but Kaul remembers that Robert Kiriman is obviously very relaxed and happy every time he appears. Even when dealing with the most complicated and cumbersome affairs, he raises his eyebrows and makes a helpless expression and starts working?
——Wait, I don’t call Belisari Kaur, why does He call me that?
No, it's all messed up. Who should have seen this?—
A deep roar with low-frequency vibrations that scared the primitive humans came from behind him, interrupting his chaotic thoughts.
The roar undoubtedly came from the chest and long kiss of a carnivore.
The instinctive fear rooted in the weak body of humans made Kaul subconsciously tremble. Then, he was ashamed of his behavior in front of the person in front of him, and turned around angrily, preparing to bombard or kill any of the Terra wild animals that appeared here ignorantly. Although their species are no longer as large as before, there are still some-
An angry black and white plush flower dog was standing on the raised rock layer staring at them.
The reason why anger can be seen is that the body language of its whole body is pointing to the precursor of attack, but when Kaul had to turn his attention back to his facial expression, he found that the dog's face had a smart expression that was more intelligent than the beast. When the pair of agitated brown eyes swept towards him with anger, he couldn't help but feel fear again. The performance of some terrifying experimental results in the Pan-Pacific Tech Warlords and Highland biological tribes on the battlefield he had witnessed made him feel disgusted.
Then the disgust immediately turned into a thorough coldness.
The black and white dog didn't open his mouth, but he heard him speak.
"Get out of here. Old man." said the dog, "either leave, join, or don't try to cut the thread that others have knitted."
Belisaru did not turn around because he dared not.
He heard some rustling noises behind him, as if they were becoming huge or having more limbs, or having an unreasonable form - Kaur did not dare to turn around at all, his back was sweating coldly, and the remaining pores were stirred up by small goose bumps. He lowered his eyes and saw the bright and cold sunshine on the plateau cast huge, irregular shadows on the dry land in front of him.
He lowered his eyes, not knowing where to put his eyes right, and Kaur was dizzy.
"Okay." He heard Him say, "this is what you said."
The dog was full of anger, "You know this is a gap that will be silent in an instant but is indeed cut out, right? You can indeed insert it in and talk to me. I will have to answer you, but haha! Do you know how big a mess you will cause if you do this?!"
The long furry tail raised up irresistibly, and Kaul found that he had begun to stare at the white on the tip of the black tail at some point, which allowed his rational spirit to be restrained and restored.
"You 256 never knew! You are the skeleton of the bottomless coffin! You can always use your charm to make a big disaster and let other people who are confused by you satisfy your personal needs and ask for your butt to wipe your ass!"
"But my purpose can always be achieved." He said behind Kaul, his voice seemed too calm compared to the body that could not be seen directly, "This time, the same is true. Also, although I don't know what 256 means, I can understand what the pulp of the coffin means, and respect your father."
"Respect, right?" The dog snorted coldly, spitting out his canine teeth, his shiny mane standing up from the beautiful fluffy white part to the black in the center of his shoulder spine.
The extraordinary beautiful and strong animal kicked up a high dust with its oval hind toes - he rushed behind Kaul. Then there was no sound of lightning and the burnt smell of organisms that Kaur had imagined - this was a kind of power and a way of displaying power that He liked. Ezekiel Seidina worked with the Emperor long enough that he had seen the Emperor deal with some assassins or enemies like this.
On the contrary, there was a sound of heavy objects hitting the ground, followed by roars, tearing cloth, punching, kicking, dogs screaming in pain and more angry and quick fights. One of the two sounded evenly matched was shocked and angry, and the other was infuriated. The dust on the Himalayan plateau stirred the ground on the wind and swept across the toes of Kaul or Saidina's shoes. He was thinking whether to turn around and take a look.
The rest of his components screamed desperately to stop him from looking back, but Belisarius Kaur finally decided to look sideways and just look—
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"What's wrong with him?!"
The face of the original cast head, which had been gradually relaxed, twisted, and the sloppy and numerous surgical scars made his face even more terrifying.
With a panic attitude as powerful as him, he rushed over and hugged the humanoid part that had fallen again on Kaul's long, straightened reptile mechanical body.
The red robe hood with the white edges of the gear fell down, revealing the gray-white human face that the commander of the Great Sage was not covered by the breathing mask and jaw connector. It is shocking that after ten thousand years, he still retained most of the facial features that belonged to Belisarius Kaul - at least in appearance.
The smell of lipids, proteins, engineering plastics and molten metals once again spread strongly, stimulating the keen sense of smell of the first cast.
"He has obviously started to recover! My armor has been tuned to my master's favorite data band! I have just been able to touch a little bit of his consciousness!"
"It seems that our kid doesn't want his father to die as much as he claims after his old father faints."
No mistakes, one song, one content, one in 6, one book, one bar, one reading!
The man sitting on the other end of the desk said, "If that's the case, why don't you express it when he's awake?"
The muscles on the face of the original cast head twitched, but the eight-foot-tall giant still steadily hugged the upper body of the Great Sage, "I don't even have a decent name."
He said sadly, "My master is just calling me the head of the original cast (AlphaPrimus), sometimes even just number one (Alpha). You always say he is my father, but I have always been the one who is the best and least betrayed by his countless servants."
"Hmm." The person behind the desk nodded, "Parents and children in this mode are always like this, but it's good that you are at least much better at expressing emotions and riddle problems, and the shackles he puts you... Well... have pros and cons, at least it has to be too approachable and easier to perceive the emotions of mortals and other Astartes. On the other hand, another failure case is simply a reverse operation-"
Suddenly he stopped talking and blinked his ice-blue eyes.
"Oh, someone is here. More than one more, say to you before they come, don't worry."
He pointed to several working culture sinks, where there were several ivory white to pink, wet brains, like many strangely opaque jellyfish.
"We cannot remove the sample on Bella Kahn who had already been cloned and started working. He had climbed to important management, one step away from entering the Council of the Three Sages, and he did not particularly realize that he was once the biological data left by Belisaliu Kaur when he traveled and packed. It means that his qualifications are not the best in the clones, and he has produced his own soul... There is no need to remove him deliberately - I asked Hongsuo to prepare more clean clone wet parts, no formed souls, and it is more suitable to recast Kaur."
Just as he finished saying this, the golden door of the office was opened again.
Generally speaking, no one can enter this door without invitation, but if it is the soul of the Iron Blood itself, it is reasonable to open the door.
The one who walked in was wearing a brilliant brilliant gold and pure gold power armor. Under its exquisite classical appearance, there was a surging power and powerful performance. A red cloak behind him rolled up beautiful waves as he walked by. The other was wearing a Phoenician purple, white and gold power armor. His body was taller but more slender and orderly than the man beside him, but it was by no means thin and uneven. Several weapons that seemed like daggers were actually various gadgets hung on his leather swordsman belt and thighs. As his balanced and coordinated pace swayed, the Ohm Messianic gear axe hung where it should be a long sword.
As they entered, the office door closed silently again.
On the left is Magna Dorn. Shouzhu knew him. He had seen the Iron Blood Master's general controller soul, spiritual works, and real artworks of masters. He knew that the Great Sage was very envious of Magna Dorn's structural design and personality data packets. He also knew that some blood descendants of the Empire Fist would whisper and think that he was a fragment, mapping or phantom echo of their missing gene primordial in the whispering and the most secret spiritual dream.
Shouzhu himself once thought this was a superb engineering and code writing program to simulate the mechanical spirit of Rogdorn's personality.
But now he just wants to tell everyone that they are wrong. In his subspace vision and reality vision, those who walk in Magna Dorn's armor are absolutely, only, and must be Roger Dorn's own soul.
The man on the right made the headmaster feel confused. The output of Phoenician purple paint has been extinct in the Milky Way for thousands of years. The same is true of the glorious and beautiful name it originally represented, but since he could enter side by side with Roger Dorn, he could not be the one in the memory of the headmaster.
"Ah, please sit down, two." The man behind the desk pointed at the office casually.
"We have no intention of fighting." It was very suspiciously like the giant of Fogrim spoke, and the voice was as beautiful as expected, but for some reason, there was a strange charm, as if a golden thread was twisted into the strings made of ponytail and silk. Although it was still wonderful and pleasant and even louder, it always made people feel that it was a little unshakable.
"I know. Little Phoenix." The person behind the table smiled, "Theory, this shouldn't have happened if Dorn is here, so you guys come here, right? How much did he tell you?"
"Not too much," said the young god known as the Phoenix, "but it's enough for me to understand the severity."
Ice blue eyes looked at him with some horror, "Don't you want to know more? Maybe your identity deserves more respect."
"I don't think there is anything disrespectful here." The light lavender eyes firmly faced the icy blue iris. "The premise has been made clear for me, and I think respect is both mutual and personal needs. I think I have enough respect here. That's enough. We," he pointed to another Pertulabo standing by his desk, "just come to make sure things don't get too bad."
"That's why I'm sitting here." The man behind the desk smiled, "Don't worry, he's fine SHHIIII--"
The sound stopped.
(This chapter ends)