Chapter 2742 Pseudo-scientific superstition
“This is not pride, it is more like hysteria, like a hover car driving in the opposite direction in the lane, but the driver inside thinks that all vehicles except himself are "Retrograde."
Halfway through, Soshyan laughed himself, put his left elbow on his knee, and leaned forward slightly.
"Fabius, you talk so much about gods and men, how much do you know about subspace? How much do you know about what has happened to it? Do you understand this sea of consciousness that you think of? Essence? Do you know how it was formed? Do you know what inhabitants it once had? You think you are a real 'human being', but what do you know about humans? Apart from those bones, blood vessels, nerves and genes, how much do you know about the hidden history of mankind? Do you know what decisive events have happened in the past 40,000 years of mankind, and what kind of extraordinary and holy people have been born? Do you really understand people? 'The limit that can be reached? You said that you yearn for the Emperor. Do you know him very well? Do you know how he came to be and how he became the Lord of Humanity? Do you know who he was and what he is now? You talk about agnosticism, but agnosticism does not mean ignorance, and you, a spider with only a pair of small eyes, just talk nonsense about things you know nothing about, so I will not refute you, because ignorant remarks cannot It’s worth refuting.”
Fabius narrowed his eyes slightly and slowly held the hand on his knee. No one had ever dared to ridicule his ignorance so directly. The point was that he couldn’t return it yet. He had met the extremely arrogant leader of the Bloodling people, and his remarks were just ridiculous in his eyes.
But Fabius couldn't speak to this man, because he could realize that what the other person said was true, and that the other person knew many secrets and truths that he had never dared to imagine in the past.
Why is this happening
“You claim to be a rational scholar, but in my eyes there is no difference between you and the Word Bearers and others. The only difference is that their superstition can give them power. exists, and what you are superstitious about is just your wishful thinking. You try to catch a fish named "truth" in an ocean of "ignorance", but unfortunately you can only catch a squid named "delusion", and you still can't catch it. If you want to be sprayed with ink, you will just lament the bad luck and the incomprehension of the world. I have seen too many things like you. You think science can explain everything, but do you know what science is? How many instruments are considered science? The greenskins are all scientists."
Soshyan paused, then pointed his right index finger at the other party.
"Fabius, do you understand the real general operating rules of this universe? Have you ever had any objective explanation for the world you live in based on testable observations? You don't , none of your cognitions are based on science, just like the imperial truths of the past, they are nothing but deception. Your so-called rationality has been based on wishful thinking from the beginning, so the science you firmly believe in has no objectivity. Pseudoscience, your thoughts are only superstition. Other chaotic bastards are superstitious about destroying the gods, but you are superstitious about yourself, but you are not a powerful person, you are just a monster created by pseudoscience, so the way is The more you go, the more you go, and you seem to have great powers, but you accomplish nothing.”
Fabius's cheeks twitched. He was indeed angry. If he were in other places, he would definitely teach the other party a lesson with his torture tools.
But here, he will only be punished, so he can only reply in a dull voice:
"I only focus on my own career and field. I have no intention to study those No one can master all the knowledge in unrelated fields. You also know nothing about genes and biology. You are just a naughty boy in front of me."
The smile on Soshiyang's face became even brighter.
“So I don’t express any opinions, because I know that I don’t understand, but you are boasting. Furthermore, didn’t you say that you want to start another expedition? To make mankind great again? But you You don’t even know what the real Galaxy is like. The Galaxy you know is not much better than a peasant in a feudal world, so you will never be able to achieve the feats of the Emperor, because the Emperor at least knows that the Galaxy has passed by. , and know its true appearance, but you don't know, besides humans, Ada, and those unfortunate aliens you dissected, what else do you know about the Tyranids? How much do you know about the Necrontyr? ? How much do you know about those entities that were once called Star Gods? Do you know how many years the Milky Way has gone through and how it has developed into what it is today? These things, your scalpel cannot help, and they are the ones that determine the future of the Galaxy. The key to your direction, so even if you put aside the sins you have done, your so-called truth and ideals are simply based on ignorance and superstition.”
Ignorance and superstition are the words that Fabius most often uses to attack the Chaos followers around him, but today they were slapped on the head so hard that he almost trembled with anger.
Seeing his livid face, Soshiyang straightened up, sighed and shook his head.
“Seeing that you are so confident that you asked me to come to see you in person, I thought you could say something noble, but in the end it was just a bunch of ignorant lies. I am disappointed. It’s a pity that you can’t help. What's my business? Your knowledge and knowledge are far behind. I don't lack biologists. If I am willing, I can call a dozen Haemonculi even from the hostile Comoros."
Fabius looked at him coldly.
"Then why don't you kill me." "I have to come and meet you. After all, I am a little curious. In addition, I have some acquaintances of yours here. Do you know who they are?"
"Thor and Kailo, I know, what, you want to leave me to them?"
"Captain Thor seems to have something to ask you personally, he On the way here, but I don’t think he will do anything to you.”
“Oh? What about you?”
“I won’t kill you for the time being. Because I want to find the real spider through your clone, pluck it from the web, and then crush it to death.”
After a moment of silence, Fabius said slowly:
"You need my help. I have been in contact with that person's gene. It is very special. It is different from all the original bodies."
< br>Soshyan's head tilted slightly to the left and said calmly:
"I know, you have cloned the original body, Horus, and what else? Or you have also tried other original bodies, But Abaddon destroyed your corrupted laboratory and destroyed all your samples. You want to say that you cloned Xerxes? I guess your genetic samples came from Fulgrim."
"It seems that you know a lot about me. Yes, I have cloned the original body of the Eleventh Legion, but it failed. The genetic sample was too small to continue the experiment. There was only 1 microliter of blood, which may have come from the original killing of the Eleventh Legion. Weapons of the body. But I have some vague guesses about the execution of the Eleven Primarchs.”
"Oh?"
"His genetic arrangement is fundamentally different from that of all primarchs. This difference should not appear in the primarchs who should be blood compatriots in principle, because their paternal and maternal lines The genetic origins are completely the same, but when I later created new humans, I encountered similar differences. Finally, after repeated trials, I suddenly realized a problem. The Eleven Primarch was probably not the Primarch."
Soshyan sat in the chair without saying a word, but the fingers of his right hand were tapping the armrest lightly.
Fabius suddenly burst into some fiery emotion.
“In the past, I was not sure about this conjecture, but now maybe you can answer this question. Are the Eleven Primarchs the Emperor’s biological children? They are the natural reproduction of the maternal genes of the Emperor and the Primarchs. Descendants? Not products born in a laboratory."
With the last knock, Soshyan suddenly stopped and looked at Fabius as if he were looking at a corpse.