Chapter 126 Ignorance and Enlightenment

The Steel Ball Casting World, also known as Steel Castle, is located in the Extreme Star Region. They provide a lot of support and help to the Armageddon Galaxy and are also the home of the Iron Skull Titan Corps.

There is no vacant land on the entire planet. The sky is covered by thick smoke, and all the seawater is poured into cooling tanks for endless evaporation and condensation on this planetary factory.

There is no wasted water vapor evaporating in the air. Only steel factories and hot molten iron are allowed to flow on this dry planet. Any trace of organic life is a blasphemy to this great god factory.

Everyone must be transformed when they can enter the factory to work in order to better serve the God of All Machines. Their legs will be amputated and replaced with more heat-resistant and corrosion-resistant alloy legs. The lungs will also be removed and replaced with breathing bags with better filtering and cooling systems.

They will work at their posts until their weak bodies are not enough to support their work, and then they will be discovered by the endless patrolling monitoring skulls and taken away to be transformed into mechanical servants.

Of course, there are also lucky ones who will be selected into the Skitarii and get the first decent bionic prosthesis in their lives. Then they will follow the steps of the Great Sage and search for the treasure of the God of All Machines in the endless galaxy.

Or join the Titan Legion and look up at the creations of these gods. Becoming a Skitarii is just a more valuable gear, from a dirty sack full of isotopes and slag to another sack full of oil, that's all.

This never-stopping steel heart fell into pain, not because of the decline in its production capacity or the lack of energy, but because they lost a Titan Legion and a creation of God.

Gregory, the casting general of the steel ball, while commanding the entire steel ball production and the Skitarii, is also a master with excellent knowledge and expertise in his field.

During his 442 years of service to Panacea, 87.15% of his body has been replaced by machinery, and the mechanical head wrapped in machinery and robes is left with a brain with various tubes and soaked in liquid.

His emotional part has been removed in order to better maintain rational, mechanical thinking to be closer to Panacea, but he still installed an emotional plug-in for himself to communicate with other forces in the empire.

Since the destruction of the Titan Corps in Armageddon, Gregory's emotional plug-in has been in anger and sadness for a long time.

Sad that he failed to protect the miracles of these lands for Panacea, angry at the Iron Treaty of the Mars Headquarters, which prevented him from evacuating the Titan Corps from that damn world.

Even because of the constraints of the Mars Headquarters, he could not even send out the Ark to recover the Titans, and could only wait for the news of the Martian Order on this planet.

There is only one way to eliminate worries, that is to continue to adjust the production line of the entire planet and further improve his efficiency. Only the sound of the forging hammers colliding and the condensation of molten iron can comfort his heart a little.

Beep!

A message came, it was the news of Sage Chaos, what could it be?

General Gregory browsed the news of Sage Chaos, which was a complete set of new laser gun muzzles, and equipped with its effectiveness, production mode and various related data. He was obtaining production authorization for himself.

This kind of thing is always common. Colleagues and subordinates are always inspired by the power of the God of All Machines when practicing and researching, and then make something.

But there are also many things obtained from aliens, or privately modified in violation of the ban. And in the face of the lurking of imperial traitors and the frequent occurrence of various crisis situations, everything produced needs to be licensed.

Otherwise, it is to violate the ban of the Mechanicus, and the Expedition Punishment Fleet will eliminate those violators at all costs.

The Empire is not lacking in productivity, but all the technology is kept by the priests. Only the casting generals and great sages at the Mars headquarters can decide what you can build. This kind of knowledge monopoly behavior once made Gregory very dissatisfied with the Mechanicus.

But after a long and difficult period of independent research, Gregory gradually changed from resisting to recognizing the ban of the Mechanicus, and tried to implement it.

Those relics left over from the dark technological era are simply incomprehensible. Any slight change will lead to fatal consequences. He has seen this situation when he was the director of an expedition ark.

A priest who is like himself, with a passion for scientific research and disdain for the ban, tried to copy the things in an STC template fragment he dug out.

In the end, he successfully created a giant magnetic mechanical body that devoured everything on the planet. The 120 billion people on the planet were killed, and the only thing left for the expedition ark was a twisted mechanical monster gnawing at the cold core of the planet.

No one knows what this thing from the dark age is, but they still succeeded in destroying this terrible thing.

Since then, Gregory has been deeply wary of private research and modifications. He doesn't want a young man who doesn't understand the darkness of the past to come up with a terrible thing that destroys the world one day.

But after careful observation, the production equipment submitted by the Kaos Sage has nothing to do with the technology of the Dark Ages. It is another permutation and combination of the spectrum adjustment technology that they have long mastered.

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In essence, it is not an innovation, but like twisting a Rubik's Cube twice, changing the pattern, but its appearance remains unchanged.

Take a look at his words. The standard mechanical priest emphasizes that he is not an inventor: "Omnisiah has sent revelations to me as a humble person. I interpret its meaning in humility and reorganize the principles of the gods in the universe with caution. ”

++If that's all, it's indeed acceptable++

++Just like that interesting explosive armor++

++Simple and effective++

Director of Forging Gregory completed a review of the Chaos Magos' products and sent a documented report to Mars Headquarters.

No matter how you look at it, this laser gun doesn't look like something that can be produced in small quantities. Sooner or later, the people on Mars will know about it, so just tell them in advance to save yourself some trouble.

++Hope that thing unearthed by Steel Treaty is really worth it++

++I really don’t know what could be more important than a Titan Legion++

++Complete STC template? ++

He quickly rejected this idea. He knew that there were so many technological factions on Mars that a complete SCT template would only make them fight among themselves in an instant.

Sages who are suspicious and fearful of the Dark Age of Technology will attempt to seal and destroy it.

The more pragmatic and bold sages will try to recreate everything in STC.

The sages who adhere to the monastery's doctrine will put this STC template in their basement, kneel and prostrate three times a day, praying for the Omnisiah's enlightenment.

Director of Casting Gregory stopped thinking and continued to be busy adjusting the production of the entire industrial area

The war is getting more and more intense, and the production capacity of the entire industrial zone is increasingly insufficient to support the front line.

The war has lasted for more than ten thousand years and has intensified, while technological progress has been so small that it can be ignored.

He still remembered the truth in an ancient Terran book he had read. War would improve the application of technology, but it would also hinder the study of truth.

When all productivity is used to produce endless war supplies, everything will stagnate and then fall into a slow regression.

What would happen if there really was peace for hundreds of years? What would happen if hundreds of years of production of tanks, laser guns, and armor were transferred to full-scale research on technology?

Gregory thought it must be wonderful, a beautiful luxury.

Technological changes over the past ten thousand years