Warhammer: Don't Call Me the God of All Machines

Chapter 42 Weather Controller

The base vehicle unfolded, and Luo Xi's heart was filled with excitement.

"I order: build an energy power station."

"I order: build an ore refining center."

"I order: construction of a planetary control tower."

As orders came out of Luo Xi's mouth, the war base started to operate at full speed immediately.

Efficiency is productivity, productivity is everything, and the war base working at full capacity has deeply shocked the Imperials who are accustomed to the efficiency of the Mechanicus.

The stored initial nanorobots quickly constructed an antimatter power station under the control of AI, and endless energy was transmitted through thick cables and unlimited power transmission facilities.

At the other end, another group of nanorobots formed a refining center. After mining vehicles as big as Leman Russ tanks were produced, they drilled into the ground under the guidance of scanners and headed straight for the liquid minerals in the mantle layer.

No matter whether it is hard rock or hot magma, it is nothing in front of the mining vehicle's decomposition field drill.

After drilling into the ground, these big guys will initially separate the impurities in the minerals, and the processed minerals will be directly transported back to the refining center in the warehouse for the next step of casting.

In just a few hours, the area covered by the force field has turned into a steel jungle. The tall tank factory is spewing thick smoke, and then the unmanned intelligent machines floating in the air carry out secondary material recycling.

Nothing is wasted, and all waste from one round of production is recycled and put into the next round of reproduction.

Luo Xi came to the expanding surface. The air here carried a smell of steel. The air purification system was running continuously, purifying the toxic atmosphere into clean air for humans to breathe.

"Everything started to work," said Luo Xi.

Just a simple command, but it changed the whole world.

"It's incredible. It will take at least fifty years for the Mechanicus to transform a death world, and it will require a huge amount of manpower and material resources. Only a few important worlds are qualified to be transformed."

Hill took off his helmet, bent down, and half-knelt on the ground to feel the temperature of the ground.

The Iron Hands looked even more fanatical, with the Iron Father muttering mysterious prayers, as if he was praying to the God of All Things.

"What exactly is this God of All Things that you believe in? This is the crystallization of human wisdom. What does it have to do with gods?" Luo Xi looked at Iron Father Wiland and asked very puzzled.

"This... My Lord, Ohm Messiah, the God of All Machines, is the belief of the Mechanicus of Mars. The Mechanicus believes that all technical knowledge and mechanical products are manifestations of the power of the God of All Machines. One of the heads of the Imperial Double-Headed Eagle is the Mechanicus."

Viland spoke in a serious tone, and mentioned the Mechanicus very carefully.

"I know you don't believe that machines have spirits, but please don't make such remarks in front of outsiders, especially in front of the members of the Mechanicus. Those guys have extraordinary power and authority. Your remarks may cause unnecessary trouble."

Luo Xi had never seen Iron Father be so cautious. It seemed that the Mechanicus was even more powerful than he had imagined.

Luo Xi sighed a little. In his time, Mars was a symbol of knowledge and progress.

Many scientific and technological advances and theoretical innovations were proposed by Martian scientists, but now this holy land of knowledge seems to have become a temple of superstition.

"Also, Mars strictly prohibits the use of abominable intelligence. This is a red line. Once discovered by Mars, they will send punitive forces to eliminate the abominable intelligence." It was not difficult for Roxi to understand what Wieland meant. He was referring to the shipborne intelligent computer he was using.

"Can you answer me, what is the difference between AI and machine soul? You firmly believe that machines have souls, but you strictly prohibit the existence of AI. Is this contradictory?"

Wieland was silent. This was not something that could be answered in just a few words.

"Iron Father, there is no need to look ahead or behind. This is Macragge, not Mars. Those technological lunatics cannot reach the Five Hundred Worlds."

Hill came to smooth things over. He persuaded, "My Lord has made a vow that he will protect Luo Xi. As long as he stays in the Five Hundred Worlds, no one can harm him."

"The entire galaxy is in chaos right now. Special times call for special measures. Now isn't the time to dwell on this, so." Hill said with a half-smile, "There are only machine spirits on board, no AI." "Five hundred worlds will always be loyal!"

The Ultramarines are indeed the most special kind of Astartes, they excel in the art of politics which most Astartes are not proficient in. Hill even stated Guilliman's attitude: there are only Machine Souls but no AI in the Five Hundred Worlds.

All beings in the Five Hundred Worlds are loyal, and this does not require any questioning or recognition from others.

As for whether Mars believes it or not, if he has the guts, he can come to the Five Hundred Worlds and question Guilliman to see if the Primarch's sincere dagger is sharp enough.

The Warmaster started a rebellion. If the Martian forces had not intervened, the traitors would probably have run out of ammunition and food soon. What is certain is that some people on Mars chose the Warmaster Horus.

The discussion about AI was quickly put aside. The most important thing at present was to output production capacity on this planet as quickly as possible and help Guilliman form a new armed force.

Before the tank factory started mass production, Roche decided to transform the harsh environment of this planet.

If those toxic substances in the air can be utilized, they will also be very precious resources.

In the center of the war base, on top of the hundred-meter-high technology center, there is a hemispherical structure with regularly distributed spherical generators rapidly emerging under the construction of nanorobots.

The giant spherical generator in its center burst into electromagnetic hum, and at the same time the energy of the antimatter power plant in the base was rapidly drawn away.

It was a terrifying energy that was enough to raze the surface of a planet to the ground. After this energy was transmitted to the core of the weather controller, dark clouds quickly condensed in the sky.

The clouds almost cover the sky in this area. Even when observed from space, the cloud layer is hundreds of thousands of square kilometers in size.

The violently turbulent atmosphere produced lightning storms that exceeded natural limits. The lightning that spread across the sky could be seen with the naked eye even hundreds of kilometers away.

Toxic substances in the air were ionized and decomposed by lightning in this planet-scale lightning storm, and then washed away by rain and fell to the ground.

The great power of nature is in the hands of mankind. Using the power of weather controllers, Roche is changing the atmospheric composition of the planet at an incredible speed.

The radioactive substances diffused in the air are collected perfectly and then stored in nuclear material warehouses by mining vehicles, while the acidic substances that make the air toxic are directly sent to the production line.

There is nothing waste, just resources in the wrong place.

Oxygen-producing plants are absorbing greenhouse gases and releasing oxygen, and the atmospheric composition of the entire planet will be adjusted to be most suitable for human habitation.

In just one week, humans walking on Mustafar will discard their original breathing masks and enjoy the air that is sweeter than that in the garden world.

"Is this the technology of the Golden Age? It only takes a few days to revive a dead world?" Hill exclaimed.

Although this world is in the Macragge system, the Primarch does not intend to transform it into a garden world considering the cost and benefits of the transformation.

"It's not that simple. Next, I have to build magnetic generators at the two poles of the planet. This planet needs to change its magnetic field in order to bind the improved atmosphere."

As long as there is sufficient energy, chemical water production is nothing more than the combination of two hydrogen atoms and one oxygen atom.

At this moment, there was a torrential rain in the outside world, the most severe in the history of the planet. The rain washed the planet and soaked its dry flesh and blood.

Lakes and rivers began to form in some low-lying areas. Although these waters are still mixed with harmful substances, after the operation of the filtration system, clean water sources will replace these polluted water sources.

"This basin will become an ocean, which will regulate the planet's atmospheric circulation and become the cradle of many forms of life."

As Luo Xi spoke, a piece of land occupying one-sixth of the planet's area was transformed into an ocean area.

The giant engineering machines produced by the tank factory will clear the waterways, and all rivers will flow into the ocean.

The huge changes in Mustafar naturally could not escape the Macragge galaxy's airtight surveillance system. The lightning storm that swept across the entire planet could be observed on neighboring planets even with the naked eye.

(End of this chapter)