Chapter 514 Ohm Messiah...
03:00PM.
For Mole, although the morning mission was extremely intense, the rest of the day went surprisingly smoothly.
[Your shift has ended today——]
[Adam] The real-time voice liberated the mole on duty from his work, and then, a familiar and unusually clear voice sounded from the side.
The voice was full of energy, like the breeze in spring, with a cheerful rhythm.
"Senior, it's your shift!!!"
The owner of that voice was a little girl who was only 1.4 meters tall. She was waving her little hands and running towards the mole with a face full of enthusiasm and vitality.
The girl's outfit is mainly white, supplemented by orange and blue stripes. Her outfit looks modern and tactical, neatly dressed, functional and fashionable. Her long hair is soft and slightly curly, light brown in color, with two long rabbit ears standing on top of her head, and a white hairband decorating her forehead, adding a lively atmosphere.
A small tool bag hung on her waist, which seemed to contain some necessary small items. She was holding a high-tech device that looked like an advanced tool that combined mechanical and electronic elements.
"It's your shift, senior!" The girl ran up to Mole happily and waved at him.
The mole looked at the opponent's wrist calmly. Her wrist shone with some subtle light and had the unique luster of crystals - a unique sign of ore disease.
"Yes." He nodded as usual, and then he subconsciously looked at the opponent's combat uniform.
"Adam's personalized design?" Mole asked casually.
"Yes." Mina, who was also a grassroots operator, nodded happily towards Mole, "Yes, Adam is a very amazing and humane think tank!"
[Adam] is not great because of his costume design and loose management...
Mole said something in his heart.
The Authority's requirements for standardized uniforms are not strict, and the Authority's think tank [Adam] also provides personalized clothing design.
Some people say that this is because the fourth sword holder of the Kingdom of Heaven took an abnormal art design course when he was studying abroad in Luyuan, so when he wrote the basic character module of [Adam], he gave it more design capabilities.
The Mole doesn't know whether this rumor is true, but there is no doubt that - [Adam]'s performance is the incarnation of a certain will of that adult, and its underlying behavioral module is that Written by adults.
"I'll leave it to you here. I'll wait for the decision to be made first. If you have anything to do, call me through the console." Mole said to Mina.
“Leave it to me.” The 1.4-meter-old girl promised, raising the staff in her hand.
Then, she turned her gaze to Mole and said expectantly:
"By the way, senior, do you want to have a party tonight, I'll treat you to a drink of No. 150 super gasoline.
"..." The mole looked at the little rabbit in front of him speechlessly.
He didn't know how to explain to her the difference between [Maxwellian] and [Gear Orthodox Church]. They rarely used internal combustion engines and steam devices, and their reliance on gasoline was not as serious as the Gear Orthodox Church.
[Gear Orthodox Church]'s mechanical modifications mostly rely on steam devices, so they have very high requirements for gasoline.
The main difference between No. 95 gasoline and No. 98 gasoline currently on the market is their octane number, which is an indicator of the gasoline's ability to resist knocking.
The higher the octane number, the better the anti-knock performance of gasoline, which means that the gasoline can withstand higher pressure in the cylinder without spontaneous ignition (detonation occurs).
The octane number is a standard for measuring the anti-knock performance of gasoline. The octane number of commercially available gasoline generally does not exceed 100, because this can already meet the needs of most engines and provide sufficient anti-knock performance. sex.
Special-purpose fuels, such as racing fuels, may have an octane rating higher than 100; these fuels are designed for engines that operate at high pressures and temperatures, typically found in race cars or high-performance vehicles.
The No. 150 gasoline mentioned by Mina is an ultra-high-performance fuel. Its existence is the joint effort of science and thaumaturgy. This thing is also an important strategic material for the countries of Terra.
“No need.”
The Mole rejected the little rabbit’s kindness and reminded him kindly, “Although the salary of the administration is high, the current price of 150-octane gasoline is also ridiculously high. . The raw material of No. 150 gasoline has always been the main product of the Oletin Empire and the Daeva Empire. Now the Edici Federation is playing financial sanctions against them, so the current oil price is not something you can just ask for. "
After hearing this, Mina subconsciously checked the current 150-octane gasoline through [Adam].
“Hiss—” The terrifying gas prices made Mina take a breath.
"So, the current era is a new era in which electricity is lower than oil." Mole said with a disdainful tone, "The old supporters of the Gear Orthodox Church who completely believe in internal combustion engines have already They can't keep up with the times. These old guys can't even accept the new hybrid prosthetics, and they are destined to go into the garbage dump of history."
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After handing over the work, it was noon.
Mole decided to slow down for a while and do some necessary personal maintenance.
He went to a store that specialized in selling high-end maintenance supplies and spent a considerable amount of the Administration's basic points to buy some [CCC-lubricating oil].
Due to the potential misuse of its unique chemical composition for illegal modification and weapons production, the federal government has strict regulations on the production, sale and use of [CCC-lubricant].
Only specific organizations and certified individuals can purchase and use it, and if purchased by the administrators of the Administration, they only need to pay the cost price.
After buying the lubricant, Mole found an inaccessible step and sat down.
Start to carefully maintain your metal prosthesis.
He opened the package of [CCC-Lubricant] and carefully applied the oil to the joints and moving parts of the prosthesis.
As the lubricating oil penetrates, the metal surface begins to emit a faint luster.
The metal crystals on it also fell down along with the lubricating oil. He was able to suppress the [Ore Disease] in his body, and the lubricating oil played an important role.
[Maxwell Sect] is one of the three original mechanical churches.
In the official history of the Mechanical Church, the oldest existing sect is the "Broken Church", which worships machinery and believes that life or flesh is inherently evil or "broken."
The teachings of the Church claim that its existence predates the emergence of life on earth.
The center of the theory is that their gods were destroyed, scattered, etc., and no longer active.
【The work is in response to the gods, and its hands are used to restore the gods' bodies. 】——It is doctrine.
While the sect continued its efforts to rebuild the gods, at an undetermined time (some say this undetermined time was after Ion's "Black Sea Preaching"), the Sarkic Empire defeated Daeva and shattered the Orc. Liting Continent) suffered a great split.
Two important branch movements of the original church entered into a major theoretical conflict.
One is the "Gear Orthodoxy" - mass production of simulated, steam- and clockwork-driven machinery as a form of prayer.
The dogma of Orthodoxy is highly centralized and regulated by a group of unknown members known as the "Elders". These men issued detailed production orders and design documents—the core form of the Bible for which the group was widely known.
The Orthodox faith condemns the use of electronic and digital devices and considers distributed information sharing and dissemination to be tantamount to the collapse of sacred knowledge.
They believe in machines, call themselves machine servants, and refine from their belief in machines - [Machine Soul/Fire].
【Forged according to God's design, we are full of faith. 】——It is a principled teaching.
At the same time, they also believed in the teachings of the "Broken Church". Later, the Orthodox Church declared its surrender to the Hanged King and began the initial expansion of Orthodoxy - deposing hundreds of schools and solemnly respecting the Orthodox Church.
All seekers in the Daeva Empire who are walking on the path of mechanical ascension must believe in the regulations of Orthodoxy, they must believe in the [Ideological Blueprint], and they must follow the teachings of Orthodox saints.
[McCaan] is the real God of All Opportunities.
The other church that split from the original church is naturally the Maxwell Church.
Maxwellians favor small-scale body modification with the help of high technology.
Although artificial limbs or reinforced bones have been observed, Maxwellian implants have primarily focused on information communication, data storage, network connectivity, and sensory enhancement.
Maxwellian dogma explains the Broken God as a dispersed god who exists as disparate data and emerges from the connected technological and cultural trends of the digital age.
Believers approach God by accepting each other's unique qualities and sharing their knowledge and abilities for the good of the collective church.
By connecting minds in computer networks, they believe their gods can be "recompiled" into the collective will of humanity.
[Personality is the file system my master is compiled into. 】——It is doctrine.
Since genealogical think tanks became popular in Terra, Maxwellism has held high the banner of reform and attempted to initiate bottom-up reform of Orthodoxy. They demand that the think tank [McCann] be improved and that the Orthodox Church adopt a "technological open source approach."
However, Orthodoxy regards Maxwellism as the irreversible path and regards Maxwell believers as arrogant and rebellious people.
Since the Orthodox Church surrendered to the Hanged King, Daeva can only have one voice; since the [Sleepless City] rises from the ground, the Atlases will not make any form of resistance to the parasites. Open source on.
[Maxwellism], are mechanical believers and heretics destined to be persecuted.
The Mole was one of the persecuted.
呲呲呲岲——
Under the afternoon sun, Mole was immersed in his own world, and the [CCC-lubricant] in his hand slowly dripped onto his [Qi. Technique - Mechanization Module].
His movements were meticulous and focused, as if the whole world had stopped at this moment, leaving only him and his machinery.
But in this quiet scene, his heart was carrying out a massive secret attempt - a challenge that even his closest partners were unaware of.
This secret is the forbidden fruit that he explores alone.
He will never let anyone know this secret, absolutely not...
"You are trying to decipher Adam, you are really brave."
While he was fully focused on this forbidden technical challenge, a warm voice blew past his ears like a spring breeze. But to the mole who was in the middle of a secret operation, this warm voice was as sharp as a blade in the cold wind. .
This sudden sound was like a bolt from the blue, breaking through all the mole's defenses.
His heart suddenly tightened, and the hairs all over his body stood up instantly. An unprecedented fear rose from the soles of his feet and quickly spread throughout his body.
He turned back suddenly and looked at the source of the sound.
The sun shines through the gaps in the clouds, and the golden light falls on the young man standing on the top of the steps, making his blond hair shine in the light.
The pair of golden eyes looked particularly deep under the sunlight. The young man wore a top hat, and the black cloth shone softly in the sunlight. The end of the silver cane he held in his hand shone slightly.
Boom——
At this moment, Mole's heart surged with an unprecedented impulse.
His intuition, the kind of instinct that is deeply rooted in the bone marrow, is faster than any rational thinking.
This is not his daily calmness or calculation, but a primitive survival instinct - the instinct that tells him to strike preemptively when he senses a potential threat.
His body reacted surprisingly quickly. Almost at the same time that his consciousness formed the command, his [Mechanized Module] was activated with a low buzzing sound.
In this action, he almost turned into a bolt of lightning, a shock wave composed of machinery and will, rushing straight towards the blond young man.
The metal prosthetic body of Mole's left hand, a weapon made from the most advanced technology and thaumaturgy, released all its destructive power at this moment, blasting towards the young man with a force field like a storm.
At this moment, time seems to have frozen.
The mole's attack drew a trajectory in the air that was difficult to capture with the naked eye. The force field tore a visible crack in the air and spread ruthlessly in the direction of the young man.
Everything around seems to have paused its breath, waiting for the upcoming collision.
『Buzz——』
A roar seemed to come from the depths of the clock, mixed with the power of lightning splitting the sky, deafening.
The sound of "buzz" echoed in the Mole's ears, like time itself roaring in his ears.
He felt an irresistible force pulling him, invisibly controlling everything around him.
His heartbeat seemed to pause at that moment.
When he woke up again, he found that he was miraculously back to the starting point, standing on the familiar steps, as if all the offensive had never happened.
But the energy fluctuations on the mechanical arm and the hum still echoing in his ears told him that everything just happened really happened.
"I want to repeat it again, you are very brave."
Xia Xiu looked at him with a playful look in his eyes as he found the second task force commander. Appreciating the fear brought about by the gradual return of the other person's reason.
A flash of panic flashed in Mole's eyes. This experience beyond common sense made him feel an unspeakable fear in his heart.
He tried to take another step, up a few steps.
"Buzz——"
When he looked below him again, his heartbeat accelerated. He could feel that his heart was almost jumping out of his chest. His palms were wet, and his whole body was wet. The hairs on his hair stood on end, and an unprecedented sense of panic spread throughout his body.
Back to where we were.
The Mole's face was filled with disbelief and fear, and his eyes were wide open.
How could...
Thaumaturgy?
Authority?
Why is the robotic arm that I am so proud of silent at this critical moment?
Even in the face of [Crown One]-level power, [Arm of Iron Will] should respond. But now, it seems to have become a piece of dead iron.
Just as endless doubts and panic surged in Mole's heart, Xia Xiu's voice sounded again, carrying a warmth that made people feel at ease.
"Are you wondering why your mechanical way is not responding?"
His words were like a key, opening the door of confusion in the mole's heart.
Mole raised his head and his eyes fell on the blond young man again.
"Then take a closer look and see what the true mechanical way is."
What he saw was Xia Xiu's right hand that was slowly raised. It was a power he had never seen before - a blazing blue data flame. The flame was made up of countless data cubes and jumped as if it were alive.
What shocked Mole even more was that when he looked down at his left hand, the same data flame had already covered his robotic arm.
Under the illumination of the blue flame, his left hand became extremely heavy, as if it was tightly bound by an invisible chain.
He tried to move his left hand, but found that he had completely lost control of it.
Mole's eyes were locked deeply into the dancing data flames on his metal prosthetic body.
Azure squares are stacked layer upon layer, each one composed of countless 0s and 1s. These numbers jump and rotate in front of his eyes, like a silent symphony, playing the mystery of the digital world. .
Under the reflection of this data flame, Mole felt that his consciousness was attracted by an invisible force, and his thinking was pulled into a boundless digital ocean.
Here, time and space seemed to have lost their meaning, leaving only endless codes and symbols, forming complex and profound pictures in front of his eyes.
His mouth unconsciously read the only words that could be deciphered from this complicated data.
"Ohm...Messiah..."
Pfft——
Then, his vision went dark and he fainted.
(End of this chapter)