I'm in Warhammer, please don't praise Doraemon

Chapter 407: A bit dry wetware

Mars Casting General Uula realized with sorrow that even though he had expanded so many Thinker arrays and turned himself into a completely mechanical state, it was still stupid.

Belisarius Doraemon was spreading the true faith on Mars, but he foolishly and stupidly regarded it as heresy.
Even when the Original Power stood before him, he was still too foolish to notice the divine mechanical brilliance of Him, nor the sublime power emanating from Him at all times.
This must be because there is too much blood and flesh in his body!

Fortunately, the great original power is so tolerant that even though He is stupid and ignorant, He is not stingy with His divine will and noble power.

The original power, the will and power of Saint Doraemon poured into his body.

His mechanical body was suddenly like being injected with lubricating oil mixed with holy oil. The energy efficiency of each component was improved by 222%. The operation of the Thinker Array was as smooth as a metal plate that had been polished for ten thousand years. The computing power was also greatly improved. Many problems that Wuwula was still struggling with in calculations were easily solved.

There is no doubt that he is the God of All Things, the first driving force behind the birth of all things, the great original driving force.

If Wuwula still had eyes, he would surely burst into tears.

There is salvation! The Golden Throne is saved!
What? Promise Iltu the "wrath of the Messiah of Om"?
Now Wuula only wanted to vent his anger on Irtu, the head of the Ministry of Internal Affairs.

The fat guy almost delayed his chance to kowtow to the original power.

So Wuwula kowtowed to Zhou Yun and asked Zhou Yun to use the power of the original power to repair the golden throne.

However, Zhou Yun's words startled the casting general Wuwula.
"There is no problem with the mechanical part of the Golden Throne."

“Have you ever thought about the wetware part?”

Casting General Wuula almost instinctively wanted to refute,

Of course he checked all the components, every mechanical structure and wetware structure, whether he knew their function or not, Uwula checked them all.
But at the last moment before he opened his mouth, he remembered,
He still had a structure that he hadn't checked, and that structure was clearly the key to the entire Golden Throne system.
It was a wet piece that was a bit dry.

Uwula gasped as he realized what was happening.

Tirian also took a breath of cold air. He didn't understand mechanics, but his mind worked quickly and he understood what Zhou Yun was referring to.

Calling that Wetware was too blasphemous, Tyrion was horrified.
However, Wuwula did not feel that there was anything blasphemous in calling the one on the Golden Throne Wetware.

The words wetware, machine, and inhuman are considered compliments within the Mechanicus.

You curse people in the Mechanicus as being cold and inhuman, just like a machine, and the people you curse have to say thank you for the compliment.

What really concerned Wuwula was Zhou Yun's hint that something was wrong with the person on the Golden Throne.
He was eager to ask about the details, but suddenly remembered that there was a group of mechanical priests serving him here.

However, Zhou Yun raised his hand slightly at this time, and a slight tremor came from his hand. Those mechanical priests seemed to be suddenly deprived of power and suddenly stopped working on the spot.

Only Uwula, Tirian and Zhou Yun remained awake in the room. Of course, Nobita Nobi who was following Zhou Yun could also be considered awake.

The forging general Uwula was amazed at Zhou Yun's skills, and with a wave of his hand, he stopped the operation of several mechanical priests that had undergone extensive modifications.

"My Lord, do you mean that there is a malfunction in Om Messiah?" Uwula asked anxiously.

In fact, not everyone in the Mechanicus acknowledges that the Emperor is the Messiah of Om.

The vast majority of high-ranking officials in the Empire and the Mechanicus understand that the Mechanicus claims that the Omnimessiah they believe in is the Emperor, while the Empire turns a blind eye to what the Mechanicus does.

But Uula is a minority. He devoutly believes that the Emperor is the Messiah of Om, the incarnation of the God of All Things walking on earth.
So he was almost obsessed with repairing and maintaining the functionality of the Golden Throne.

But now Zhou Yun, who is most likely the Saint Doraemon of the original power, told Uwula a possibility that he himself could not imagine.
There is actually nothing wrong with the Golden Throne itself. The real problem is that Om Messiah itself has a malfunction.

No wonder, no wonder all the Mars Casting Generals believed that the day when the Golden Throne ceased to function would be the end of the entire galaxy.
The failure of Om Messiah means that one of the three wills of the God of All Machines has failed, that is, the God of All Machines himself has failed.
The God of All Machines is the collection of all machines, movements and laws. If He malfunctions, the entire galaxy will naturally malfunction as well.

Zhou Yun was slightly stunned by Wuwula's question.
Most of Wuwula's thoughts were conducted in the machine room, and Zhou Yun could clearly read them.

How should I put it? Although the process is a bit bizarre, the result seems to be similar.

There is indeed something wrong with the Emperor, and His problem will indeed lead to the end of the entire galaxy.
The problem with the Emperor was not that Oum Messiah had a problem as Uula understood, but that the Emperor was about to be promoted to the Lord of Darkness.
However, considering U'ula's unique worldview of the Mechanicus, Zhou Yun did not rush to explain to him the concepts of the subspace such as the Dark Lord and Corrosive Destruction, Vicious Arts and the God of Machines. Instead, he nodded slightly at him and said, "There's nothing wrong with what you said." There was despair in U'ula's emotions. Machines could still be repaired with human wisdom, so how could the failure of Om Messiah be repaired?
"But it's okay. His condition is much better now." Zhou Yun slowed down his voice slightly and said to Wuwula.

The Emperor cut two erosion and destruction fields towards Zhou Yun. Although it was not much, it also reduced some of his pressure and allowed him to hold on for a few more centuries in that position.

At least the Emperor assured Zhou Yun that he could hold on until the 43rd millennium of mankind.

Uwula's thoughts paused for a moment, and then she was filled with intense joy.

Yes, yes, the only thing in this world that can repair the fault of Om Messiah is another will of Om Messiah.
If Wuwula had a little doubt about Zhou Yun's identity before, that doubt has now disappeared. Even if Zhou Yun does not use his authority to guide Wuwula's thoughts, he will devoutly believe that Zhou Yun is the original power.

"You can go check the Golden Throne right now, and you'll find that it has been restored to the state it was in a thousand years ago."

Uwula was filled with ecstasy, and he was eager to go to the palace right now to confirm the status of the Golden Throne.
Then and then nothing and then nothing
Wuwula, Tireen and Zhou Yun just stared at each other.
The dwarf terminal of Uwula twisted his head and looked at Tirian, with light flashing in his translucent green glass eyes.

Obviously, his body cannot move on its own and needs some external help, usually Tirian is responsible for this.

"I'll go dispatch the transporter and the crane." Tirian sighed helplessly, moved his bloated body, and trotted out of the room.

"I don't ask you to make yourself smaller." Zhou Yun rubbed his brows and said, "But can you at least add tracks or legs to yourself?"

The two-headed dwarf terminal standing in front of Zhou Yun hurriedly bowed respectfully to him.
"My Lord, I will dismantle part of the mechanical structure and replace it with a mobile unit."

"But 73 percent of my body is made up of Cogitator arrays, the majority of which are made up of fragile wetware. Terra does not have the conditions to dismantle them."

Wuwula was indeed reluctant to give up the huge body he had transformed over hundreds of years. This was proof that he was extremely close to the God of All Things.

But if part of the meditator array is removed and replaced with mobile units, it is still acceptable.

Previously, in order to obtain more powerful computing power, the Thinker array installed on Wuwula had reached the limit of the energy supply system, and a large number of energy supply cables had to be dragged to maintain normal activities.
Now that the Golden Throne has been repaired, Uvula no longer needs so many Thinker Arrays to expand her mind. She can remove some of them and run some of them at low power, freeing up energy to install mobile units.

Wuwula hesitated for a moment.
He wanted to ask Zhou Yun to visit Mars, but Wuwula was wondering whether he should make the request himself.
After all, Belisarius Dora Cawl was the great sage of the Mechanicus chosen by Meng Zhouyun. Even Uula felt that the position of Forge General would soon belong to Belisarius Dora Cawl.

Zhou Yun read Wuwula's thoughts.

"The Great Sage Cawl will not take your position as Forging General."

Zhou Yun said helplessly:
"He hasn't thought about it that badly yet. Don't worry, the position of Casting General is still yours."

Wuula breathed a sigh of relief.

The Casting General was the one with the least pressure among the twelve High Lords. It was not because he had less work to do, but because Uvula's thinking ability had long surpassed that of mortals, even Astartes could not match it, thanks to these mechanical modifications. Therefore, it was relatively easier for him to handle the work of the High Lords.
In other words, it is another high-quality cattle and horses.

"Mars."

Zhou Yun touched his chin. Guilliman actually hoped that Zhou Yun could replicate what the Emperor did back then and gain deeper control over the Adeptus Mechanicus:
"I will visit Mars when the time is right."

Uwula's dwarf terminal bowed respectfully again: "Your visit will make Mars more sacred and glorious, just like the visit of Om Messiah in the past."

"Hmm?" Zhou Yun sensed a little doubt in Wuwula's consciousness. Before Zhou Yun could take a closer look at what the doubt was, Wuwula spoke frankly.

"My Lord, when you visit Mars, can you answer a question for your ignorant believers?"

There was some hesitation in Wuwula's voice:
"What kind of existence are the dragons on Mars?"

Zhou Yun raised his eyebrows slightly.

In the blind spot of Uwula and Zhou Yun, a flash of light flashed across Nobi Nobita's eyes, and he stared at Uwula for a moment.

(End of this chapter)