Warhammer: Start with a dog

The current stable probability of self-observable time point: 88%

Estimated to be at: floating time between 999.M41 and 001.M42

Location: Above the Forge World of Belakaan

Anchor point: "Magna Mart", the master control machine spirit of the Iron Blood

Now all the Astartes in the Iron Blood were in a state of uneasiness but also a strange desire to laugh. Oh, there may be some exceptions, but anyway...it doesn't matter.

Obviously the only mortal crew members and officers were not so obviously affected, so the source of this supernatural mood clearly pointed to a certain original body on the ship at this moment.

Why?

Lamizane Carosini, with trembling hands and mood, opened Magna's diary.

", - Lamizane - will - take in... - notice - sizzling - big rift... the dark - team - looking for... sizzling - space warriors ,--Zizi--choose---individual---all--battle--...Zizi--battleship, local----Zizi--, candidate- -Must...pass-zizi-test--zizi-prove-.-Provide-gene seeds-zizi-Kangra-Koz, zizi-clarks- -An - Grim - Sanguinius - Al... Wait - Cheng - Robb - Guilliman - - Vulkan - - Equipment - Disability ——...Zizi——requires——good at——zizi——dealing with——human——,——together——————first——lord——zizi——,——provide—— —Stormbirds and —Terminators—, if you wish—,—you will—to—star—Calixis—Malkarn…Maquis subsector—system— Belakarn forged -... sizz - the largest ship - and marked - sizz - "

The iron ring robot's mechanical eyes kept flashing green light frequently. For some reason, Lamizane always felt that he could see a sense of revenge for a great revenge in it.

"No, I mean, this is not, that is not," Lamizane read the diary record over and over again in a cold sweat, "I mean, this is not everything that was sent, right? Now The Great Rift has opened. I mean, after the Great Rift opens, the dark side of the empire should be that communications are almost completely interrupted, without any reliable navigation measures, without star torches, and the time and space of every race and every planetary system may be completely out of sync. Chaos, huh?! So it’s not like other places are receiving so much content at the same time, especially addresses, huh?!”

【Unfortunately! That's all that was just sent half way across the galaxy from our tower array! ] The dog roared deafeningly in the telepathic communication, [Only twenty-two minutes! Twenty-two minutes! ! ! You are really good, Lamizane Carosini! ! ! And I have good news for you! Due to the increase in the awakening part of Magna Maat, the energy of the Iron Blood has been further enhanced! 】

[Oh my God,] there was a hint of despair in the Fourth Primarch's own voice, [Pepe, my Pepe, please tell me, they will not be received in their entirety? Right? I remember that long-distance astrological communication was a very outrageous communication method that relied on divination prophecies and vague interpretations of many classics! Our signal is not that advanced, right? 】

【We have. ] The original Border Collie replied coldly, [Not only does it exist, but all places that have the conditions to receive it should receive similar content, because I am Perturabo! I spent 100 million...10,000 years perfecting my flagship. The maximum power communication encoding technology of the Iron Blood array far exceeds the highest level of the entire empire - yes, I mean it also surpasses the failed father on the throne. The failed imitator and traitor Belisarius Cawl. 】

【ah? traitor? Wasn't he, Belisarius, loyal? No, let’s not mention this for now. Whether he is loyal or not is none of my business now! No, the problem is that there is something wrong with the content being sent, right? ! 】

[This passage is very problematic. Read it yourself and see what you think? ] Perturabo crossed his paws, folded his arms and snorted.

[Thank you for your reminder, and thank you LOGOS for your thoughtfulness. Now my retina has displayed a lot of very scary text combinations. 】

The majestic demigod giant sat behind the desk, a gloomy darkness shrouded his head and clasped hands, a dark cloud, a dark cloud hovering over the gorgeous palace of the gods.

[Wait, I suddenly thought, this is also a good thing! 】

[... Sometimes I really admire your ability to interpret everything in a positive direction. Maybe you can also see the beauty in the sewer... But it is also... forget it...] The dog sighed heavily [What do you want to say? 】

[That is to say, if it is like what you said, is it possible that other people who are separated from us can also receive this signal? 】

【That's right. The premise is that there is enough power or suitable equipment, and these signals still need to be deciphered. 】

[Okay, then this isn’t too bad, Pepe! If they can receive it, then maybe the missing people can come to us. Well, if there are no conditions, it may be a little difficult to send a signal for us to pick them up. 】

The black and white dog sighed, [The premise is, Lamizane, if we want to maintain this signal strength and transmit, then have you ever thought about what we will look like? 】

【lighthouse? Temporary navigation beacon? That’s not impossible, right? After all, this can at least save many lost ships, and I think there have been some relatively successful precedents in this situation... right...? 】

[The target is a super conspicuous target. Ramizane, if you have 500 habitable star worlds and an entire well-equipped Astartes Legion in your hands, then congratulations to you Primarch, what you have is indeed a beacon of hope. And if you are a powerless Primarch and only have a forging planet with under-capacity and a ship at hand, then in the eyes of others you are just a child walking through the bustling city carrying a treasure, and everyone realizes this. After that, they will immediately take action to snatch the Iron-Blooded Number. 】

Primarch Bianmu even specifically emphasized how terrible things would happen if Lamizane's current body was obtained by some followers of the Chaos God. He suggested that Lamizane should think more about it earlier if he fell into the hands of those people. The Big Bang is better.

"Then I might as well think about whether I can turn all the enemies in front of me into Reka coffee," the mournful mortal soul asked, "Pei Bao, you should have turned off the main transmitting tower, right?" 】

[Wait until you remember? ! Of course it was closed early. ] Perturabo turned to the iron ring soldier who had quietly watched the entire silent mime dialogue with a sense of annoyance, "And you, don't even think about staying out of it. You did it on purpose."

Gua(￣▽￣)

Second, code

Oh, I was about to eat and I looked at the comments and they all guessed it wrong. Very good. Even though I had laid the groundwork so much and was still hinting at who it was in this chapter, everyone still guessed it wrong. They were very satisfied with my riddle skills.