Warhammer: Hail to the Void Lords!.

Chapter 761 07.760: "The body of a mature priest"

Horatio walked along a winding corridor into the depths of the battleship.

The lights on both sides of the corridor are dim, casting mottled light and shadows on the metal walls, just like the mysterious marks left by time.

The journey to the laboratory he had arranged for Lati seemed particularly long at this moment.

This 4.5-kilometer-long light cruiser is huge in size, and its internal structure is as complex as a maze. Pipes and lines are like crisscrossing blood vessels, densely distributed in every corner, as if being in an endless metal maze.

Horatio boarded the captain's exclusive railcar, which was parked quietly on the track. The metal body of the car exuded a cold luster, like a dormant mechanical behemoth.

He stepped steadily onto the gold-plated pedal and slowly sat down in the red velvet chair inside the carriage. The chair felt soft, but it could not soothe his tense emotions.

Seven or eight minutes later, the sound of crisp bells ringing was heard, and the rail car arrived at the docking station inside the ship.

This is the core area in the middle of the ship, which is hidden and spacious. It is 1.5 kilometers away from the command bridge, almost equivalent to the full length of a Cobra destroyer, providing reliable security and independence for the laboratory.

Horatio walked alone with steady steps towards the laboratory on the deck which was filled with faint white mist.

The door of the laboratory was closed, and the surrounding area was filled with a mysterious and cold atmosphere, like a barrier separating it from the world.

"Please provide access authorization." An abrupt voice broke the silence. The speaker was a pale-skinned access robot servant.

It was placed in a niche-shaped base, with only half of its body embedded in the wall. Its face and body were full of tubes, and it had been transformed beyond recognition. A cold and stiff voice came out of the voice box in its throat, echoing in the empty and dim passage. Even though he had traveled through it for so long, Horatio still found it creepy.

"I'm the captain." Horatio's voice was calm, but it contained an unquestionable intimidation.

"Recognizing voiceprints... Confirming identity... Horatio Cochrane, rank - Captain. Full authorization granted, opening the gate, please do not approach the opening and closing area."

The synapses on the back of the access control robot automatically input the password, making a subtle mechanical sound, like the hum of this ancient machine.

Then, the door slowly opened, and a cold white mist rushed to Horatio's feet, blurring his vision, and the coldness spread from his ankles to his whole body.

Inside the laboratory, Latti stood in front of the test bench with her back to Horatio.

The test bench is filled with prosthetic limbs and synapses, and various instruments and equipment are flashing faint lights and making slight buzzing sounds, which makes people subconsciously feel that its technical content cannot be underestimated.

"The owl of Minerva soars above the white earth of the moon, knowing the mysteries of the universe..."

She stared at the creation she had retrieved from underground in the Carpathians, her eyes filled with obsession and concentration, as if the only thing left in the world was this mysterious object, and everything around her had nothing to do with her.

She hummed a mysterious tune softly, and the ethereal whisper of her voice lingered in the laboratory.

"You have a lot of secrets that you haven't told me." Horatio interrupted Letty's singing, while vigilantly looking around at the mechanical servants that Letty had carefully dressed up as exquisite maids.

These mechanical servants were dressed in gorgeous but strange costumes, and no one knew where she found these "little beauties" and transformed them into mechanical servants.

They were much cuter than the access-control servitors, but their resemblance to real humans was so high that it just triggered the uncanny valley effect, causing Horatio to feel a chill down his spine for another reason.

Letty raised the corners of her lips charmingly, took a deep breath and turned to face Horatio. A warm smile hung on her mature and beautiful face, and the look she gave Horatio was full of intimacy, like a loving mother looking at her child.

"How do you feel now?" she asked with a smile, her voice soft and with a hint of concern.

"What do you mean?" Horatio looked her straight in the eye and asked, his gaze firm, trying to find a hint of secret from her eyes.

"In all kinds of ways."

"It's okay, but my body has experienced a growth spurt that is clearly abnormal. Do you have any ideas?" Horatio frowned, with a hint of confusion and uneasiness in his tone.

Letty's smile grew brighter, and she gracefully moved towards Horatio, pinching the hem of her skirt. She had replaced her eight-legged mobile platform with a pair of normal-looking feet.

"Do you remember what I told you about the 'first stage of the operation'?" She moved closer, sizing up his full, solid muscles as if she were appreciating a perfect work of art, with a hint of appreciation and satisfaction in her eyes. "And then?"

"This is the result of the first stage, which means you can proceed to the second stage of strengthening." Lati was about to turn around and said, "When we return to Abyss Port, we can carry out the corresponding surgery, which will make you stronger and closer to that bright star."

There was a hint of anticipation in her voice, as if she saw infinite possibilities for Horatio's future.

"Wait, tell me first, what did you put inside me?" Horatio pressed down on Letty's shoulders.

She tilted her head and smiled, "It's not the right time, dear. I can't tell you now, not because I want to hide it from you, but because you are not ready to accept this fact. And..."

She rolled her eyes and looked around. "Some things may not be a good thing to say before the powder keg explodes. But please believe me, everything I do is for the future of mankind and your future. This will never hurt you, and it will never sacrifice your future."

Speaking of this, there was a hint of bitterness in the corners of Lati's lips, as if she was hiding many unknown difficulties.

Horatio stared at her, silent.

After thinking for a moment, he asked, "What will I become when the second phase of the project matures?"

"Your outer form will not change, but your inner self will undergo a qualitative change. You will become the most perfect human being, one of a kind.

Well, at that time, I had a request. "

Letty's slender fingers gently touched Horatio's strong arm. The touch was icy cold, yet extremely silky and smooth, as if carrying a trace of electricity.

"You speak first." Horatio frowned slightly.

"Inject your seed into my body and let me give birth to our child. He is our hope to save the empire." Lati's eyes were particularly firm, as if she had firmed up in a belief, a belief that had supported her to this day, and there was a fiery light flashing in her eyes.

Horatio looked at Latie's plump, round, ripe human form wrapped in the red vestments.

But he could not see, nor could he guess what was happening underneath the burqa.

His sexual preferences were relatively normal, and he had no shortage of partners around him. He wasn't so extreme as to sleep with a "half-robot". Even though he had never seen Latti's naked body, his guess was pretty close based on his understanding of the body modifications of those mechanics.

Lati seemed to see his worry, smiled, and unbuttoned her clothes with her slender white fingers.

Wow.

The red vestments fell to the ground like a falling red maple leaf.

Horatio's eyes suddenly widened, and his instinct was to step back and keep a polite distance.

But Lati was faster. Her seemingly slender and weak arms grabbed him, locking him tightly like an iron hoop. The strength was probably no weaker than his iron hand, making it impossible for him to break free at least for a while.

What appeared before him was a voluptuous and beautiful body with skin as white as snow, like a beauty descended to the earth.

There are no unnecessary parts, and it is so smooth that it doesn't look like a technical priest.

There are traces of additions at the base of her arms and legs, and it is obvious that her limbs are no longer her original limbs, but her legs and feet are wrapped in smooth artificial skin, and the delicate flesh just perfectly conceals the hideous steel bones underneath.

Moreover, the connection with the body is well handled. There is no sense of disharmony between flesh and blood and machines. Instead, it adds a touch of cyber-tech charm, as if it is a perfect fusion of technology and flesh.

There was inevitably a rotating wheel in the middle of her back that connected the dendrites and the prosthesis, but the edge of the wheel connecting the spine embedded in the body was handled very delicately, without leaving too many scars or the common rejection cysts embedded in the flesh.

The joint is generally smooth, and it can be seen that the operator who performed this operation is very skilled, worthy of her identity as both an engineer and a geneticist. Her body, a fusion of machinery and flesh, is like a carefully crafted work of art.

(End of this chapter)