Chapter 1212 Infernal Affairs (Part 2)
After receiving instructions from Deejay Katona, Genes came to the prisoner. The neural glove glowed brightly, and the vial on the back of his hand was filled with strange chemicals and solutions. Transparent beads are formed on the ends of the needles on the knuckles.
“Please don’t do this!”
The man wailed loudly
“How much dose is needed, Great Sage?”
Genius suddenly asked, his voice synthetic and sounding like an arthropod hum.
“Squeeze his brain dry and make him understand that his betrayal has angered the God of All Opportunities.”
“No! No! I admit everything! I will sign a confession. ! But I swear I really don’t know the secret anymore!”
At this time, the needle of the glove touched the prisoner’s neck.
“Stop.”
Hearing Deejay Katona's voice, Geneshi took the glove from the prisoner's neck.
The man was trembling and whimpering, like a helpless, pitiful animal.
"Fear has been projected into his brain."
Digi Katona has already scanned the other party's physiological readings and knows that the plasticity of the other party's brain has reached its optimal state.
If you want to do this, now is the best time. ”
"He won't know any more, go back to your post."
Genesis stood up, bowed his head respectfully, and left the cell.
"I am not a heartless man."
Didge Katona turned to the imprisoned man.
"You should be glad that you committed a crime while I could still sympathize with you, a wretch like you."
"Oh, here comes the Ohm Messiah."
"I have another question, does Mars already know the purpose of our trip?"
"Maybe. Maybe he knows, Although I didn't have time to send the message, I guess others have already sent it."
"Very good"
Digi Katona nodded, this man compared to the others. The traitor is special because he is the apprentice of a competitor in Katona, and this person will be his tool to attack the opponent in the future.
Competition does not only exist externally, but also within Reza.
"Perhaps you can find some use on my ship. Until then, your guilt towards the God of All Machines will torture you."
Katona walked out of the cell and put the bionic hand on Place it on the outside panel and the cell door slides shut.
Later, the Exploring Sage summoned the other Sages in his fleet to the bridge of the Fallen Star.
The bridge is a monument to knowledge, a great library filled with thousands of volumes covering millions of subjects, the light of knowledge illuminating the ship. Sages, by collecting countless knowledge, they absorb and master knowledge that is enough to drive ordinary people crazy, and they also use this to get closer to the almighty God of All Machines.
The sages are constantly climbing up in the order. The higher and higher status in the order means that human nature will become increasingly diluted, because only by becoming more like a machine can one get closer to the almighty God of all machines.
One day, perhaps they will no longer communicate with other people, but devote their thinking functions completely to thinking about the secrets of the universe, so as to better work for the God of All Machines.
In order to obtain this status, they must work hard to harvest or possess knowledge-no matter how. "Everyone, the traitors in the fleet have basically been cleared out now."
When Deejay Katona walked up the steps leading to the altar of the library on the bridge, He said slowly.
"From now on, any external communications will be intercepted. Only with my permission can remote communications be carried out. At the same time, internal communications will be monitored in real time. Do you have any objections?"
The sages have no idea. Doubts are excellent scholars who are proficient in various subjects, but when it comes to espionage and combat, few of them are proficient.
"So what is our course of action?"
Reigning Sage Sam Caicedo asked, his voice having a deep rumble, the source of the sound being A sound-producing unit in his body.
Caicedo is also the main commander of the Exploration Fleet Skitarii. He is an excellent weapons master and battlefield assistant. There is a mechanical backpack hidden behind his robe, which contains a multi-tube replacement for the left arm. The energy battery of the laser cannon and one eye have been replaced with a complex multi-spectral targeting array. The oversized, densely reinforced metal skeleton and exposed nerve fiber bundles make him formidable in combat.
He is also the person that Deejay Katona trusts most. The two have been through life and death many times in the past, forming a rare friendship within the Mechanicus.
Others are pure researchers, like biosage Leah Walton, who resembles a walking medical laboratory equipped with a plethora of surgical tools and refrigerated sample containers. There is also the commander of the Tornado, Tracy, the Sage of Alien Biology. The radiation shielding device of his lower body tracker is indistinguishable from his robes, which makes it possible to explore extremely harsh environments. The Data Sage is The most human of these colleagues, the interface circuitry for his head and subcutaneous armor for his torso are his only visible implants.
“There are several planets of different sizes surrounding this system. We will use two short jumps to reach the neighboring Lewisite system, so as to get rid of any possible trackers. The Hulk currently being monitored The signal is nearby, and we will independently recover the knowledge inside."
None of the sages objected, but the actions of one of them attracted the attention of Deejay Katona.
“Asian, what do you think about this matter?”
The sage's eyes were fixed on the other sages, but the glassy mechanical eyes on the snake-like mechanical dendrites on his shoulders rotated among his companions. Asien was an astronomical sage. The extra senses allow both eyes to focus on different targets at the same time.
"What about the Astral Knights, what to do about their promises?"
Asien's voice is natural because his throat has not been strengthened or replaced.
Dije Katona turned away from the sages and walked towards the command altar. The thinking unit implanted in his chest whirred as it strengthened his thinking.
The Mechanicum seeks knowledge, and it is knowledge that guides them.
The Altar of Command sits atop a shallow pyramid that rises from a labyrinthine library, with kilometers of bookshelves winding around the bridge in intricate patterns, thousands of books and data tablets, and Filled with countless accumulated wisdom and secrets of the Adeptus Mechanicus, they line bookshelves or are stacked in every aisle and intersection.
The personnel on the ship were all technical priests, wearing red robes with gears printed on them. They stood there carefully studying the star map printed on the parchment, marking the route with compasses and quills.
The dark rooms in the bookshelves hide communication devices and weapons depots, and one of the rooms is filled with glass cabinets, which contain precious and sacred tomes on naval warfare, and a huge command map for Command this bloody battle, littered with symbols representing the ship and its surrounding area.
The bridge displays little direct information about the area around the ship, such as displays or tactical sights, as the Meteor's crew solves problems through complex data links and abstract mathematical models and geometric simulations rather than observing and guessing through weak natural organs.
“The Astral Knights have their own duties.”
Standing on the command altar, Deejay Katona said softly:
“The light of the God of All Machines needs us to manifest. We don’t need to rely on others to do this. Go back to your ship. Make sure everyone is ready for the battle, there won’t be nothing in that hulk.”
The sages bowed to him and left the bridge, and Deeji Katona himself. Then stay on the bridge.
He stared at the huge star map of the Storm Star Territory, and finally fixed his gaze on the Nessen Galaxy, the home planet of the Astral Knights.
“I hope everyone can fulfill their duties.”
(End of this chapter)