Warhammer: I live under the watchful eyes of the gods

Chapter 103 The Germination of Hope

Seeing the stunned Goodway, Karl didn't say much.

After all, Goodway is almost 300 years old, and this "little shock" will not cause Goodway's brain to freeze.

Bypassing Erica, the sage who was tirelessly absorbing knowledge, Carl came back to the machine that had just inserted the micro-memory.

After he removed the micro-memory plugged into the machine again, he took Gudewei, who hadn't recovered, and walked up along the way the sage Erica came from.

And as he gradually approached the core work area of ​​the sage Erica, he saw more and more "mechanical" traces.

These mechanical traces include, but are not limited to: technical priests who are repairing and chanting prayers for life extension equipment;
Tech-priests who are concocting potion recipes;
A tech priest debugging a wetware computing array;
Of course, apart from these high-level workers, what Karl saw were more "machine servants" who had no will of their own.

Looking at most of these, the actions are sluggish, lack of soul, as if they have undergone lobotomy.

(Note: This operation is too anti-human and has been banned. Omitting two words is used as a shield. The content will make people feel extremely uncomfortable. It is not recommended to search. PS: Ironically, this thing has won a Nobel Prize.)
Karl didn't know how to evaluate these "machine servants".

Some people say that this is a sacrifice that has to be made for the continuation of mankind, just like those workers who were squeezed to the limit in the giant hive city.

Indeed, only by gathering all possible forces and squeezing out the last trace of human productivity can the human empire survive in the dangerous galaxy.

But is it all worth it?
This is an unanswerable but unavoidable question.

When people's eyes are all focused on those passionate battlefields, few people will care about those background boards.

They have struggled, been angry, and despaired.

Just like the dying human empire at this moment, it is still alive only because it is too large and has not died for a while.

When everyone is overwhelmed by the pressure of survival and unable to breathe for a moment, will anyone still think about the future called hope?
=When human beings completely lose their humanity, no matter how hard they struggle, they will not be able to escape the chessboard set by the four gods=
After all, the roots of the four gods are the entities formed by the projection of negative emotions in the subspace, which have been so rich in the galaxy that they are about to overflow.

Negative emotions nourish the four gods - the four gods create more negative emotions - negative emotions continue to nourish the four gods.

It seemed like an unassailable, perfect cycle.

But in Karl's view, this is not invincible.

Thinking of this, he already had his own answer in his heart.

But as the saying goes, you still have to eat every bite.

After all, Rome cannot be built in a day, and the most important thing for Karl right now is to integrate the resources at hand.

After a brief inventory, Karl probably figured out the resources in the hands of the sage Erica and Goodway.

It's a pity that most of Erica's resources are on her exclusive battleship Yukikaze, which happened to be not on Frank III when the Great Rift opened.

Fortunately, the sage Erika herself came to "digging graves".

At least there are a lot of good things in the mechanical church in front of Karl.

Take these things out, and let Karl change them to produce enough food to feed 1/10 of the hive cities.

However, due to the absence of Yukikaze.

Except for some heavy-duty armed servants, the sage Erica can be said to be "lonely" at this time.

But fortunately, Goodway has a lot of contacts "in the PDF".

After all, as a navigator, Gu Dewei is also a veteran nobleman of the Terra court, who would not want to curry favour.

What if he was accidentally dispatched to the Sun Star Field?
At least before the big rift unfolds, the solar star field is still a relatively safe area.

And there is an old friend of Goodway in the hive next door, a major general in the local PDF.

According to the local army establishment of Frank No. 4, a major general holds at least one army with about 6-[-]W troops.

And from the data in the hands of the sage Erica, Karl probably learned that there are 872 hive cities, large and small, all over the Frank III.

Among these hive cities, except for the 99 conjoined monsters in the Throne Hive City group, the total population of each of the other hive cities is maintained at about 6k-8kw.

According to the general military-to-civilian ratio of 100:1, the PDF in a single hive capital is only in the early 60w-80w range.

A major general holds nearly 1/10 of the hive capital's troops.

And don't forget, this isn't some "half-bandit army" that Karl has cobbled together.

PDF with regular armor power and long-range power support is not comparable to the group of crusaders in his hands.

(Hey, people are more angry than others, and they have to throw away goods when they compare goods!)
But just when Carl was going to "make a phone call" to this old friend of Goodway, and then fly over to "physically" persuade him to join the great missionary career, he noticed something was wrong.

The train that was originally in charge of transportation between the two hive capitals should return to his hive capital at this point, no matter how late.

Records show that contact with the train was lost a few days earlier.

And what's more unfortunate is that due to the "Chaos' Love Song Dedicated to Guilliman" a few days ago, almost all the relay stations on Frank III responsible for long-distance signal transmission are down.

Suddenly, Karl smelled a conspiracy.

But at this time, he had nothing to do.

The only thing Karl thinks about now is how to send himself to those important people, and then kindly send them a song "Praise the Loving Father."

In this way, he can complete a secret "missionary mission" without shedding too much blood.

Fortunately, at this moment, he still has a card in his hand that he has not played.

Slowly stretching his waist, long-term thinking made him feel a little tired.

Analyzing a large amount of messy data and coming up with a suitable solution is definitely an extremely brain-intensive task.

After scratching his head, Karl even grabbed quite a bit of hair.

Although there is a saying that I became bald and stronger, but he didn't want to be accidentally injured when he was catching thieves all over the city.

Carl, who already felt a little sleepy, waved his hand.

Several servo skulls gathered towards Karl, and handed him a whole new set of parchment paper and pens by the way.

After writing down the contact information with Tesca and Redbeard, Carl handed both scrolls to Goodway after simply leaving a general direction.

"Remember to bring the other copy to Erika the Sage tomorrow."

After speaking, he yawned, and walked alone along the stairs behind him towards the "living area" of the Mechanic Church.

Goodway, who was left alone in the work area, glanced curiously at the title of the scroll that Karl had left for the sage Erica.

==About the Faith of the New Mechanicum-Science==
"Science? Isn't it technology or technology?"

For a while, Goodway couldn't quite understand the strange word "science".

Goodwei, who couldn't figure it out for a while, had to look at the scroll that Carl left for himself.

==The Wandering Frank III Plan (First Draft)==
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　The next chapter may be a little later, I'm a bit busy today.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)