Chapter 285 Weapon Prosthetic Transformation Itinerary (Happy National Day!)

"What is the reason why you joined the Sword of Revelation Legion?"

Chu Zihang sat on the floor and communicated with Caesar face to face with a calm expression.

He had just finished his daily "Su Zhen" and the basics of the Holy Blood Sword Skills taught by the Lamenter Captain, and the skin on his body had become red and steaming with visible heat due to the intense exercise.

If he hadn't known Chu Zihang's character well and had known about the Weeping Angels Society in advance - oh, it should be called the Sword of Revelation Legion now... its internal institutional culture is similar to that of a "brotherly association", perhaps Caesar would have thought that this was Chu Zihang This is a demonstration of his new arrival; if necessary, he may take off his shirt to show off his pecs.

"Is this part of the assessment process for joining the group?"

Caesar sat upright. Chu Zihang's fighting state was completely different from the last actual combat class - but the other party had not participated in a practical class for quite some time.

He estimated that he was no longer a match for Chu Zihang in terms of close combat, and in terms of shooting... he still had doubts.

"It's not the process, it's the core issue." Chu Zihang said calmly.

"Okay... I join you mainly because I want to improve my personal strength. When I encounter danger, rather than being protected by others, I hope I have the strength to fight." Caesar answered truthfully.

Chu Zihang nodded: "Then what?"

"Then?" Caesar was stunned for a moment, then quickly responded, "Then... fight for the rise of mankind and the emperor?"

He had done his homework and paid attention to the various "slogans" shouted by Lu Mingfei during the battle; especially after witnessing the miracle of the divine being in the Vatican, he could probably understand why Lu Mingfei and the others were so concerned about the "Emperor". "Emperor" is worshiped so fervently...

It remains to be confirmed whether the Dragon King is pretending to be one - after all, the knowledge that Caesar learned from Cassel College, the supernatural mysteries that exist in the world, the gods and demons in myths and legends... are all related to the Dragon Clan. Associated.

"There is some hesitation and not firm enough; but it is normal. There are still many people in the college who regard us as a religious society for those with middle school syndrome." Chu Zihang's expression did not change much. "Since you choose to join us, then I must tell you You introduce the Lord of Mankind for whom we fight.”

"He is the patron saint of all mankind. He loves all living beings and is the tower of hope for mankind in the dark galaxy..."

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Caesar felt like he had gone back to the time of entrance counseling, when a certain professor on the CC1000 express taught him about dragon science;

But after listening to Chu Zihang's eloquent hymns, he was sure that His Majesty the Emperor had nothing to do with the Dragon Clan. Those reptiles probably weren't capable of flying out of space and setting foot in the universe, even if they really wanted to coax the Second Class. The sick boy should have used the name Gundam God Masked God instead of the Lord of Humanity in the Galaxy.

"Then...should we always shout similar slogans during battle...I mean 'battle cry', so that we can get the attention of His Majesty the Great Emperor."

Caesar asked the question that concerned him most.

After all, in the dark tunnel in Naples that was set up as a hunting ground by the Lord God Odin, he watched Lu Mingfei howling all kinds of extremely fanatical slogans such as "Purify! Crush! For the sake of the Emperor, let me lead "Come to die" "Let me be your storm, impact hard...", and then killed all the way and changed the target of the hunt to Odin.

Caesar did not deny that such a scene was quite shocking and exciting, but if he really replaced the person shouting slogans in his mind - there was absolutely no disrespect or blasphemy to His Majesty the Emperor, he did feel a little embarrassed. The ingredients... If it doesn't work, ask if it can be changed into Italian. His Chinese is not very standard.

But can Chu Zihang also shout? He looks so cold and looks like everyone owes him money, what kind of slogan will he shout? Caesar suddenly became interested.

"You don't have to keep shouting. The two pre-war battle cries of 'for humanity' and 'for the emperor' are enough." Chu Zihang was silent for a moment. "This is an order issued by His Majesty the Emperor himself, including the cancellation of daily routines." Prayer time is replaced by meditation and combat training.”

Caesar raised his eyebrows. This "His Majesty the Emperor" seemed to be more humane than he imagined?

"In short, you are welcome to join the Sword of Revelation Legion and become our brother, Caesar. I will explain to you the deeper origins, secrets and goals of the Legion later."

Chu Zihang's expression did not change.

"Where's Lu Mingfei? I saw he answered the phone and then disappeared." Caesar looked around, curious as to why Lu Mingfei was missing.

"He shoulders the important responsibility entrusted by His Majesty the Emperor. He may leave Kassel for other places in the next period of time. Before that, we need to be responsible for recruiting new soldiers for the legion and conducting training..." Chu Zihang said, As if he remembered something, "You are the freshman president with the highest support rate in the student union, so you should be quite good at management."

"I can't say that I'm good at it. I can only say that the knowledge I learned in the family came in handy..."

Although Caesar had a modest and natural smile on his face, he still straightened his back unconsciously. This was something he was proud of. In the past few months, the student union he led had suppressed the old club Lionheart Club one after another. Several ministers, even after resigning, can still use the various plans they left in advance to deal with possible counterattacks by Lionheart.

"That's good." Chu Zihang nodded, and then as if by magic, he pulled out a stack of white paper from nowhere and placed it in front of Caesar, "I'll leave it to you."

"What are you doing?" The smile on Caesar's handsome face disappeared and he became a little confused.

"The legion has just started. It needs someone to make various structures and management plans. Lu Mingfei and I are not good at this, and it is even more impossible for His Majesty the Emperor to condescend to manage it personally... Since you are here, I leave it to you. ." Chu Zihang patted Caesar on the shoulder to show encouragement.

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"Captain, haven't you heard Comrade Stalin say this, 'Germany has never won victory in Moscow before, now, in the future, and never will!' You asked me, a German, to go to Moscow with you, and I didn't make it clear to you. Also put on the halo of failure!"

Although Fingel was a little reluctant when Lu Mingfei suddenly asked him to accompany him to Moscow, the military orders were overwhelming and he was not allowed to shirk and run away.

"I'm not afraid of the halo of failure. Chu Zihang and Yuan Zhennu will stay here to sit in charge and manage the legion, and you will be the only one who has nothing to do."

Lu Mingfei said without looking back and stepped into the teleportation matrix.

Before the light in front of his eyes faded, Lu Mingfei heard a burst of strong rhythmic music, and he came to the workshop of Ronald Tang, the alchemist sergeant appointed by the emperor.

The alchemist sergeant is in a bright facility in the center of the workshop, listening to the music he named "The Emperor's Sacred Electronic Music" while he is shaking his head and creating alchemy. The magnetic field field of "Heaven and Earth are the furnace" controls Throughout the workshop, the floating metal swayed up and down with a strong rhythm, melted from solid to liquid, and then decomposed and combined into new solid unknown components, engraved with various complex and precise alchemical matrices.

Lu Mingfei couldn't help but raise his head and look at the top of this spacious workshop, wondering how well the sound insulation was here - His Majesty the Emperor is also in the Bronze City now, so he won't be disturbed by the loud music here, right?

Old Tang spent three days digesting the past memories and knowledge, and then returned to his original appearance enthusiastically. Moreover, His Majesty the Emperor did not say that he was going to cut off his network cable to isolate himself from the world. Apart from being a little busy, he was just as usual in the Holy Land. There is no difference in the blood museum. It’s time to eat, drink, and play.

This alchemy workshop is brighter and simpler than the technical sergeant's workshop that Lu Mingfei saw in the Weeper Chapter, and there are no servo skulls and cherubim flying around - those who appear to be human beings. An artificial creature that looks like a baby and is decorated with wings on its back. It mainly assists in weapon maintenance, purification rituals, and relic storage.

Lu Mingfei still remembered how horrified and uneasy his face was when he saw Cherubeus when he took Chu Zihang on a tour of the Mother of Tears.

Moreover, the workshop has also added a more sense of technology. It is no longer purely composed of alchemy facilities like the laboratory on the underground floor of the Holy Blood Hall. Many technological devices are combined with alchemy technology to form a Tailu Mingfei. Complex machinery that is incomprehensible, and these machinery are also shrouded and soaked in the flowing rich golden mist.

Those are the powers of faith.

Does His Majesty the Emperor want to ensure their purity to prevent Chaos contamination? Just like followers of the Cult of Mechanicus will perform rituals such as burning incense and praying to steadily please the "machine soul" of the machine.

What exists in these alchemical machines should be the "living spirits" in alchemy. In a sense, they can also be regarded as machine souls...

After being instructed by the Emperor to learn to think for himself, Lu Mingfei began to think divergently. He did not act like before, "Since the Astartes have already done this, I will continue to do it," or "He actually dared to secretly speculate about His Majesty the Emperor's ambitions." The plan is really blasphemous"... Although he didn't know whether it was right or not, he should slowly learn to change.

"Ah! Commander Lu is here! And my good brother Fingel is here!"

Old Tang came back to his senses from the alchemical creation and looked happy when he saw Lu Mingfei and Fingel arriving. He snapped his fingers to turn off the "Emperor's Sacred Electronic Music", and then walked up to talk to Fingel happily. Hooking shoulders and arms; Fingel also jokingly joked, "If I talk and laugh with the former Dragon King, I will be crazy for the rest of my life..."

"We are here to prepare weapons and equipment for a long journey. Fingel and I are going to Moscow. Do you have any recommendations for good long-range alchemy weapons?"

Lu Mingfei got straight to the point and interrupted the brotherly communication between the two.

Now that we have our own alchemist sergeant, the weapon will definitely no longer be from the Equipment Department. Maybe it will be a bolter supervised by His Majesty the Emperor and made with alchemy technology himself. Isn't it delicious?

"It is required to be carried concealed on the body and be able to pass most security checks, operate normally in extremely low temperature environments, and have sufficient lethality." Lu Mingfei added.

You definitely can't go directly with the Skyhawk armor on this trip. The newly born Sword of Revelation Legion doesn't have the highest privileges of the Astartes in their hometown. Even if they carry equipment and weapons, they have to hide them secretly.

Although he was a little unhappy, Lu Mingfei quickly eliminated this emotion and chose to believe in the wisdom of the former Alien Dragon King and current Alchemy Sergeant.

"There are a lot of weapons that satisfy the latter two, but those that can pass the aircraft security check... To be honest, it's a bit difficult. Look at the size of those newly made bolters and plasma guns I made..."

Old Tang scratched his head to express his embarrassment.

"Don't you know how to make a Junyan talisman? Hurry up and make a self-defense for me and Captain Lu Da! Or customize two pieces of clothes or underwear that can emit Junyan. Isn't this a simple matter for you?"

Fingel reminded that this should belong to the "spiritual recasting" and "conceptual armament" in the dragon alchemy kingdom. It is a fantasy for hybrids, but not for Old Tang, who was once the king of bronze and fire. It's difficult.

Old Tang looked at Lu Mingfei with a questioning look, roughly meaning "If you want it, I'll get it..."

"Is it equivalent to the 'Junyan' launcher?" Lu Mingfei thought for a moment, then nodded, "Fingel can take it, but it can't be used as the main weapon. Its movement and range are a bit large, so These situations can easily lead to restrictions and harm to innocent humans."

"Captain Lu is still so considerate of others...but if you accept the transformation, Commander, I do have new equipment that meets your requirements."

Old Tang waved, and a metal object flew over under the tug of the invisible magnetic field.

It was a forearm as thick as an adult's, but it was made of metal. It could be seen that there were alchemical patterns engraved on its surface that were as complex as integrated circuits.

"Prosthetic body?"

Lu Mingfei was no stranger to this. Not to mention those believers of Ohm Messiah who would replace all parts of their bodies with machines and install additional auxiliary arms. If the Astartes' arms or thighs were killed by the enemy in battle, Interrupt, and if you can return to the battle group alive, the Techmarine will replace the missing limbs with relevant bionic mechanical prostheses, so that the Death Angel can continue to fight for the Emperor until his death——

Even dying warriors can be buried in Dreadnoughts and continue to fight for the Emperor. Missing arms and legs is no big deal.

Moreover, it is said that the Astartes of the founding group "Iron Hands" would change one of his arms into a mechanical prosthetic to show his worship of the Primarch before joining the group. Later, he took the initiative to mechanize his body in large quantities. Transformation...

"Bolt firing prosthetic body," Old Tang snapped his fingers. The surface of the metal forearm decomposed regularly to both sides. Two barrels as rough as the muzzles of the bolt gun popped out of the forearm. The built-in alchemy array The pattern lit up with a faint luster, "To put it simply, it is a bolt gun modified to look like this arm. The main difference is that the ammunition consumed is replaced by the carrier of 'conceptual weapon'. It is the same as a spell. It only requires a certain amount of energy." With energy and blood, it can fire an attack with the same power as the new 'Exemplar' bolter."

"How about it? Commander, would you like to consider having one for each of our legions? But the output is not that high, and I originally planned to make it into a hand cannon style like Iron Man."

Happy National Day holiday to my fighting brothers! Don't be corrupted by Slaanesh!