Travel to Warhammer 40K with Grey Wind

A small figure like him naturally had no way of knowing the arms sales list signed between the Star Missile and the Human Empire. He could only get a glimpse of it from the changes in production indicators.

At this time, in the inner ring of the Faya galaxy, at the Seekers of Knowledge base, a girl with white hair and a shawl was standing shyly in front of Russell's desk. It was Gray Wind.

"So, you don't know how Gauss's memory was restored, right?" Russell looked at Huifeng in front of him with a helpless smile.

She put her legs together, folded her hands on her belly, lowered her head and didn't dare to look at Russell, as if she was afraid of being scolded: "Um, um, Marshal, I don't know what's going on...

When I deleted the memory, I directly interfered with the data center to completely erase it, leaving him no chance to recover the data. This is obviously the way it should be."

"But his memory has recovered." Russell held his forehead with one hand and glanced at Gauss who was sleeping next to him.

The governor of the Hive City of Aishalin did not dare to delay for a moment after receiving the report from Nesaro. He immediately ordered the law enforcement team to arrest Gauss and sent him to Russell through the Order of Truth, which scared Grey Wind terribly.

"Gray Wind wouldn't lie to me. If she said she would completely delete it, then she would completely delete it. At least, she did it to the limit of her ability." Russell understood clearly: "Even if we look at the entire galaxy, there is no life that can surpass Gray Wind in terms of technological existence... If it's not a technical issue, then it's a metaphysical issue."

Has Chaos begun to encroach on my Far East? Russell felt a little nervous.

Gray Wind was still standing in front of the table, fearfully waiting to be scolded, when she saw Russell stand up and gently touch her head.

"Marshal?" Huifeng looked at him suspiciously, and his already fluffy hair became even more frizzy.

"It's okay, Gray Wind. It seems that I have been staying at home reading for too long, and some guys have forgotten how painful it is to be beaten." Russell walked to the sleeping Gauss with a smile, and looked at the complex circuits on his body with interest.

"Grey Wind, help me contact Coroniai and Anti-Entropy's sub-processes." He said.

Gray Wind nodded thoughtfully. "Are you going on a long journey? How many escort fleets do you need me to prepare for you?"

"Yes, I need to go out for a while." Russell answered her doubts generously: "Call Anti-Entropy and Coronie over. While I'm away, the Far East Star Region will be managed by them. As for the escort fleet, we don't need it. Let's keep the production capacity of the giant dock to deal with the Boundary Breakers. Just come with me."

"Okay~" Huifeng agreed happily and left the Seekers' Base with light steps.

She didn't ask Russell where he was going. As long as she could go out with the Marshal, she would be happy anywhere.

Russell took advantage of this gap to return to Faya.

"The Votaum Reality Periscope needs to be left to Coronie to guard against the Rectification Core. As for the Defragmentation Program, Anti-Entropy has been using it to assist in processing various management data in the Far East Star Region. The Cyberlux Arsenal is also an important support for the military sales orders with the Empire, so it needs to be left behind..."

After some selection, Russell decided to take the following items:

Huntress's Blade, Miniature Galaxy, Orb of True Knowledge, Blood God Helmet.

Chapter 208 Target: Boulder

In the center of the Nightmare Void, in the black hole's event horizon known as the Quiet Black Realm, there are two giant structures belonging to humans: the matter decompressor and the giant dock.

The matter decompressor is centered around a disc-shaped gravity drill, which looks from a distance like a giant three-legged spider crouching on a celestial body. Three graviton beams of equal length firmly anchor the main body of the megastructure in the black hole's gravity well, allowing the super drill to penetrate the singularity and extract resources.

The giant dock is shaped like a flat hollow octagon, with an independent giant dock on each side, surrounding a constantly rotating energy core in the center, where shipbuilding is carried out non-stop.

It is worth mentioning that this octagon is far from being perfectly symmetrical. One of its sides obviously protrudes outward, supporting an independent dock of the largest specifications.

Seven large docks and one giant dock together make up this unprecedented super shipyard.

"Among the eight docks, only the largest one, Dock No. 8, has the ability to build Overlord-class ships. The remaining seven docks can build Titan-class giant motherships at the highest."

Gray Wind took Russell's hand and led him across the conveyor belt carrying a large amount of raw materials, down to the deep well in the anchorage leading to Dock No. 1. On the way down, she continued:

"The current giant docks are basically fully loaded. All eight docks are working non-stop. There are seven 'Whale Shark' class Titan ships and one 'King of the Void' class Domination ship under construction."

"Actually, if you want to travel far away, my suggestion is to set the departure time after the Overlord is built..."

As they were talking, they reached the bottom of the deep well.

After opening the door, the first thing that caught his eye was a huge pillar that stretched to the sky, with no end in sight. The pillar was slightly curved, with a pale golden sheen, and thousands of ant-like dots busy at work on it. Such a vast scene reminded Russell of the mythical Jianmu tree that supported the heaven and earth, or the exposed ribs of some giant star beast that fell.

"I've seen the skeleton left behind after Coronie ate a Void Whale before... The ribs of the Void Whale don't seem to be this thick?" Russell pondered.

"It's not that big, it's just a visual effect." Grey Wind shook his head and brought up a panoramic view of the Overmind skeleton being built for Russell:

"Here, is the big pillar in front of us. It is the accessory bone of the left auxiliary wing of the Overmind. The largest Void Whale we have seen so far is about kilometers long. The Overmind's unilateral wingspan is only 4000 kilometers, and the full wingspan is about kilometers, which is only a little more than half the length of the Void Whale... It is still far from being a space beast."

Gray Wind's tone sounded a little lost.

"You can't say that, Mr. Xiaohui."

A tall technical sage wearing a red robe with gears and holding the Ohm Messiah Axe seemed to have heard the conversation here, and walked forward uninvited and took over the conversation:

"Starships and fixed buildings like giant shipyards are not the same thing. The design concepts of the two are completely different.

Space buildings do not need to move and can rely on their own gravity to maintain structural stability. Architects can act boldly and design different structures according to specific needs.

But starships are different. The construction of interstellar battleships not only needs to take into account the huge inertia of sub-light speed travel, the gravitational anomalies caused by super-light speed jumps, and the structural stability when subjected to external attacks... Many difficult factors are mixed together, making the construction of starships extremely difficult. "

"An orbital defense base and a battle starship of the same size, the latter is at least 10 times more difficult to build than the former, with a wingspan of kilometers... The Truth Order was able to build such a huge and majestic ship, it is simply a miracle."

At this point, the technical sage who suddenly took over the conversation even choked up a little: "Since the first time I set foot here and saw the huge ship skeleton, I was absolutely sure that this was a miracle from the omnipotent mechanical god..."

Huifeng turned his head to look at Russell, and Russell lowered his head to look at Huifeng. The two looked at each other in silence.

"Isn't this Spangler? I remember he seemed to be the Forging Sage of the urban planet Embra? Why is he here?" Russell asked via silent communication.

Gray Wind replied, "He's here to visit."

"Visit?" Russell was a little confused.

"It's a visit~" Gray Wind continued in silent mode: "Anti-Entropy is the AI ​​of human warships in the Dark Technology Era. Its database stores a large amount of precious STC data, but not all of it. We have been trading with the Mechanicus over the years, using various technologies and resources to exchange the STCs that Anti-Entropy does not have from the Mechanicus to enrich our database.

The early stage was smooth, but as the transaction progressed to a certain extent, the value of the STC involved became more important, and some conservative technical sages began to cherish their own chips. No matter how many chips we gave, they were unwilling to exchange. Both I and Anti-Entropy were very troubled. "

As he spoke, Gray Wind glanced at the Forging Sage Spangler who was crying in front of the Overlord Skeleton not far away, and then said:

"This stalemate did not ease until we started building the Valkyrie-class battleship. I used the reactor stacking technology and the basic repair technology of the zero-element armor to exchange for some precious STC standard construction templates, such as the power sword decomposition force field and the small void shield...

Embra's forging sage, Spangler, did not leave with the expedition fleet. He still has the design drawings of two long-lost ancient Terminator models in his hands. He can give them to us, but the condition is that he can see the construction process of the Overmind. "

So Anti-Entropy let him in.

Russell nodded. He could understand Anti-Entropy's decision.

He recently decided to sign a military sales order with the Human Empire to curb the expansion of the Boundary Breakers by providing military assistance to the Human Empire.

The technological products from the stars are powerful, but they are not suitable for the combat style of the human empire. The best solution is to transform the hive worlds in the Far East star field into urban planets, relying on the powerful productivity of the ideal city and the STC already available locally to mass-produce weapons suitable for use by the imperial army.

If your customer is good at hitting people with a stick, then you shouldn't put pulse rifles on the shelf. Instead, you should sell him "sticks.

When he looked up again, Spangler was walking further and further away. He was muttering strange words like "great graviton control technology", "incredible miracles", "the chosen one" and so on. He used the servo skull to play sacred binary prayers to the surroundings, and his deformed centipede-like body and octopus-tentacle-like mechanical arms kept dancing.

"Seeing him like this, I suddenly feel confident about the rest of the trip." Russell smiled helplessly.

Gray Wind crossed his hands and twisted his thumbs in circles. "So where are you going and what are you going to do on this trip?"

She still hoped that Russell could set off later and drive the Overmind out after it was built.

"I plan to go to the Krenna sector near the Eye of Terror." Russell smiled at Grey Wind and said, "According to the information sent back to the home port by the 2nd Expeditionary Fleet, the Dark Angels' 'Megalith Monastery' is now staying there, secretly investigating something."

"I need to go to the Boulder and pick up something."

Chapter 209 The knot of fate

Describe the master in one sentence: the flying Eurasian continent.

If you dig out the entire area of ​​Asia and Europe and throw it into the sky, you will be the master.

With the support of giant docks and nanorobots, it would take about 5 years for a "King of the Void" class Overlord to go from skeleton to full online, depending on the type of modules installed and the degree of logistics automation. With the help of Grey Wind, this number could be shortened to 5 years, but Russell couldn't wait for years.

Five years of life and death passed in an uncertain time. Who knows where the boulder will drift to next?

"I can't accurately estimate the time I'll be back this time, so I need to make arrangements for some important things:

First, we need to have Coroniai set up a psychic LAN in the Flare Galaxy, and we also need a vacuum detection station to monitor at all times, in case the Necrons, the masters of the pyramids, suddenly come back and see that their home is gone...

Then there is the webway exit codenamed 'White Ghost' near the Aurora system. Although theoretically that webway branch has collapsed, Grey Wind discovered traces of Dark Eldar near Aurora when integrating the southern star belt. Aurora's webway may not have completely collapsed, so a fleet needs to be stationed there for vigilance..."

"The arms sales list with the Human Empire also needs to be revised. This can be fully handed over to Anti-Entropy."

There were so many miscellaneous tasks that it took Russell a long time to arrange them. To be honest, he had never been so aware of the importance of artificial intelligence as he was now.

Thanks to Gray Wind and Anti-Entropy, otherwise I would be the next Wangorichi.

After finishing all these things, Russell boarded the Gray Goo mothership with tired steps and came to the critical base galaxy where the quantum slingshot was located.

"The slingshot is beginning to store energy, preparing for interstellar catapult launch."

"The navigation beacon left by the 2nd Expeditionary Fleet can greatly reduce the error distance between us and the target location. The target point for this launch is: Exhalia Sector - Krenna Sector - Pluto."

Russell sat in the core cabin of the Grey Goo mothership for the first time in a long time, listening to Grey Wind's programmed prompts, his heart at peace.

The Ekshelia Sector, a chaotic sector adjacent to the Eye of Terror.

Due to a warp storm 200 years ago, about two-thirds of the system in the sector was swallowed by the expanding Eye of Terror, with only the outer Krona sector surviving.

The word "survived" may not be correct, because these worlds that survived the warp storm did not end up in salvation, but even greater suffering.

The size and population of the Krona sector are less than one-third of the original star sector, but it has to bear the full heavy tithe that originally belonged to the entire Ekshelia star sector without even the slightest reduction, and it has even increased in recent years.

Standing on the top of the hive city and looking around, in the dirty underhive, in the stuffy mines, in the poisonous sewers...all you can see are groaning people.

They are paying taxes for the dead with their lives.

"Isn't the Empire completely disregarding human beings by doing this? Won't some people be unable to bear the heavy burden and choose to rebel?" Gray Wind was shocked.

Even though he had seen the anthropomorphic rule of ancient hives such as Nifol and Aishalin before, the cruel current situation in the Krenna sector still shocked Gray Wind:

"Marshal, I, I simply cannot understand... How could such a brutal rule last for thousands of years? Even with brutal armed suppression, such an anti-human regime should not last long... Any intelligent creature with self-awareness cannot endure such oppression!"

Aren't humans in this universe intelligent creatures, but low-intelligence beasts who cannot resist?

"You're right." Russell stroked Gray Wind's shocked head, agreeing with her idea. He then explained, "The rule of the human empire is indeed cruel. The ruling class does not regard civilians as their own kind at all. They just keep livestock in a fence called a hive."

"But what's the saying? Existence is reasonable. Although the meaning is a bit biased, it is appropriate to use it here."

Russell sighed and stared at the quantum slingshot in front of him that was gradually glowing white:

"The corrupt regime of the Human Empire has been able to stand firm in the galaxy for ten thousand years. This is not because its system is so advanced and stable, but because in this hot and dark universe, human civilization has no choice but to believe in the Emperor and be loyal to the Empire if it wants to continue."

The Empire is never a good option, it sucks, but humanity has no other choice.

“Marshal, will you give the suffering people in the galaxy a new option?” Grey Wind asked quietly.

Russell smiled: "I will, but the scope will be narrowed down to the Far East."

The Star-Bombard will treat his people well, and only his people well.

As a blue-white light cut through the deep space, a beautiful silver arc with an elegant curve appeared on the outskirts of a dark asteroid belt, and a dim red dwarf star lay silent and tired in the center of the galaxy.