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"I can predict the future to a certain extent. I must remind you, be careful of the first person you see when you come out of the nest. He is a follower of the evil god."
The mimetic voice is also ever-changing, but what it says are the most straightforward words.
Although Qin Mo didn't completely believe what Mimic said, he believed that the most praiseworthy thing about this star god was that it was not a riddler. For this reason alone, it was N times stronger than the so-called prophets of the Spirit Clan.
"Thank you for the tip. This can no longer be called a tip but a clear answer. I will refer to it as appropriate." Qin Mo said.
"You will know that I am right, and I will help you become the ruler of those humans, but you have to atone for your past betrayal." Mimicry stared into Qin Mo's eyes, trying to find a trace of guilt in it.
But couldn't find it.
Qin Mo pointed at his head and said: "You know that I am still a human being, right? I was not taken away by the caster you said, right?"
"Yeah." Mimic nodded.
"Then why should I atone for my sins? I was dragged into this universe inexplicably, and I merged with a star god inexplicably. I didn't help the Necrontyr to create weapons." Qin Mo said with a smile.
"No, no no no no... it shouldn't be this way." Mimic shook his head repeatedly.
"Goodbye. Say it next time it enters my head." Qin Mo waved to the mimicry and voluntarily exited the dream it created.
After waking up, Qin Mo looked at the wall and fell into deep thought.
He felt that he was a bit unkind in front of the mimic, but he clearly knew that most gods in the Warhammer universe were not good things.
Even if the mimic is not a fragment of the Deceiver, then its word cannot be taken at all, and it is best to be cautious when communicating with these supernatural beings.
bang bang bang-
A knock on the door interrupted Qin Mo's thinking, and he looked at the door.
The door was pushed open through a gap. Klein looked through the gap and pushed the door in after discovering that Qin Mo was not conducting research.
"What's wrong?" Qin Mo asked.
"Do you have time? Let's go see the passage to the nest together?" Klein said and took out a blueprint.
It was a drawing he drew himself, depicting what he knew about the passage.
"Of course." Qin Mo felt that now was the time to prepare for leaving the nest.
……
After a while.
The transport aircraft slowly descended under the command of ground personnel and parked in a place specially designed for parking vehicles.
Since the war is going very smoothly and has now entered the cleanup stage of the remaining rebels, a group of people has been transferred to the outside of the entrance of the passage to provide security support for the subsequent work of opening the passage.
Qin Mo and Klein walked straight to the passage after getting off the transport plane.
The two also passed by the position that the 44th Regiment was once responsible for establishing.
The fortress that Qin Mo, Gray and others once guarded still stood there, looking shabby.
"This place was originally going to be demolished." Klein pointed at the fortress and said, "But considering this is the place where you fought as a soldier, it will be preserved forever."
"Tear it down, I have no nostalgia for this place." Qin Mo responded calmly.
Qin Mo has no feelings for people and things in the 44th Regiment other than the survivors, because he was once just a prisoner who was beaten and scolded, and lived in darkness every day on the battlefield.
"Bull was my classmate in the military academy. What do you think of him?" Klein asked with a smile.
"The best, the best fool, only those who are least concerned by the emperor will serve as soldiers under him." Qin Mo said subconsciously.
Klein smiled and nodded, the word approval seemed to be written on his face.
The two continued to move forward and entered a giant man-made building with a height of more than a thousand meters.
This building is like a huge version of a checkpoint, with all kinds of abandoned instruments and equipment in the passage that is enough for four regiments to march side by side.
A railway was built in the middle of the passage that stretched as far as the eye could see. There were also trains on the railway with carriages large enough to accommodate Leman Russ tanks.
This is the latest construction of a logistics machine controlled by a master controller.
Because the main control intelligence believed that sooner or later, it would have to go to the nest, so in order to ensure the supply of supplies, it built this railway.
Qin Mo and Klein got on the train again and rushed on their way.
After traveling about ten kilometers, the train reached the end of the railway.
When Qin Mo and Klein stepped off the train, Anruida, who was wearing guard power armor, walked towards them.
The clerk, who didn't like war, arrived before the two of them and was responsible for supervising the subsequent tunnel excavation project.
"As we can see, it is not an ordinary difficulty to open this channel." Andreda said.
Qin Mo raised his head and looked straight ahead.
The giant passage has been completely blocked. It is larger than the checkpoint, with a height of two thousand meters and a width of seven thousand meters.
"The engineering technology of ancient times is always amazing. We, the descendants, don't even know why such a large passage was built." Klein took out the drawings he drew and spread them on the ground.
"Thousands or even tens of thousands of years ago, the bottom nest may have been an arsenal, using technology we have long forgotten to build giant war machines." Qin Mo looked around and expressed his speculation.
Chapter 40 How to get in and out of the bottom nest
"No matter what this place was originally used for, the things built by ancient people have become our trouble now."
"As far as I know, there are ancient self-destruct mechanisms left in the metal above and around the passage."
Klein squatted on the ground, gesturing with his fingers on the drawing he had drawn.
"This self-destruction mechanism is not fancy, but it is reliable and effective enough."
"In short, they are bombs placed in metal walls, connected to a self-healing detonation button."
"When the button is pressed, the bombs in the wall will be detonated. The giant metal fragments peeled off are enough to block the passage, but what's even more terrible is that there is a second ring of bombs in the wall. This ring of bombs has a similar effect. To the melta gun.”
"First, the metal fragments peeled off, and then the torrent of molten metal poured into every gap, turning these metal fragments into a whole, blocking the 900-kilometer-long channel."
"My Lord, I can't imagine what the person who designed this was thinking."
After speaking, Klein picked up the drawing and handed it to Anreda.
"Do you know the self-destruction mechanism of this channel quite well?" Qin Mo asked in surprise.
"Of course, my family is the oldest engineer family on this planet." Klein had an unconcealable pride on his face, "The story of my family's prosperity is all related to these self-destruct mechanisms."
"About 1,700 years ago, my ancestors undertook a secret project formulated by the governor at that time and spent thirty years taking out a melta bomb from the wall."
"At that time, a war broke out in Tyron Hive. Rebels organized by an unknown sect were fighting fiercely with the planetary defense forces."
"Just when everyone thought that the then governor would use the bomb for military purposes, he used bombs to blow up the area where another noble family was located, turning a large number of buildings into molten iron."
After listening to the story told by Klein, Qin Mo said with emotion: "It seems that this is also a skill passed down by governors from generation to generation."
"Their family's skills passed down from generation to generation are not just about playing with bombs," Klein said.
The three of them stood together and stared at the obstacles in the passage.
When the chat was over, Qin Mo raised his hand and tried to see if he could use his ability to get through here quickly.
Klein had no hope for this. After all, he was present when Qin Mo built the fortress. The outer walls of the fortress were attached piece by piece. Compared with the obstacles blocking the entire passage, the fortress was like a small house.
But you have to try everything.
After Qin Mo concentrated on mobilizing the power of the Star God, the metal in front of the three people began to flow, flowing down the slope like a liquid, and then was controlled by Qin Mo to stick to the walls around the passage.
The giant walls made of metal fragments solidified together are rapidly recovering.
At this time, Qin Mo recalled what Mimic said and realized that his power was indeed gradually recovering.
If instead of digging this giant passage and building a fortress, it would only take a second for the fortress to rise from the ground.
Half an hour later, Qin Mo gave up: "It's a drop in the bucket, I feel like I'm trying to fill the ocean with stones."
An Ruida didn't know what an ocean was, but Klein did, so he could understand what Qin Mo said.
"Could it be that the insides of these obstacles are all seamless?" Qin Mo had a whim, "If you can enter the inside of the obstacles and install melta bombs in the gaps..."
As he spoke, Qin Mo walked towards the obstacle and distorted the physical laws in a large area around his body, allowing metal to be penetrated like air.
Klein and Anruida were already used to it when they saw Qin Mo penetrate the wall and enter.
After waiting for ten minutes, Qin Mo came back and explained the situation to the two of them: "The inside was filled with molten iron, and it's gone."
"What if we stop digging?" Klein asked, "Just like you enter the metal, let others walk around you, and then enter the metal together, digging a big hole every kilometer for rest, this way Is that possible?”
"You don't think I'm always on call like him, do you? How are you going in without me?" Qin Mo pointed at Anruida.
"That's true..." Klein was completely at his wits' end.
Qin Mo began to think about ways to dig the passage.
In fact, it is very simple, just make construction machinery to dig, research small construction machinery and efficient metal excavation devices to dig, or build giant construction machinery equipped with energy beams to melt through the metal blocking the channels little by little.
But just when he started thinking about what kind of construction machinery to build, Qin Mo suddenly had another idea.
Since we want to create a way of interstellar navigation that is not based on subspace in the future, why not start researching it now?
Start with relevant technologies and make some basic things until you expand the entire technology tree and become proficient in its use.
Qin Mo himself didn't know what this technology would be, but he felt that this passage was like the distance between galaxies, and there was always a way to cross it.
Qin Mo looked at Klein, "Not only will I not dig this blocked channel, I will also strengthen it so that it cannot be broken through and destroyed."
"Are we going to stay in the bottom nest forever?" Klein suddenly felt something was wrong.
"No, we can still go in and out, but we don't need to go in and out through this passage." Qin Mo walked towards the train, "Others, don't waste time on this passage. If each regiment can't find rebels who can attack, then Just do training and drills.”
……
After returning to the fortress, Qin Mo decided to conduct a long study, and before that he had to settle everything.
If, as Mimic said, there is a bigger conspiracy on this planet and it is being corroded, then we must make plans to live in the bottom nest for a long time, instead of everyone leaving the bottom nest together and never coming back.
The establishment of the new city of Cato was imminent.
Qin Mo instructed the main control intelligence to drive the logistics machinery to build a new city. This city should be built like a fortress, and ensure that electricity and water can be connected to every corner of the city, and there should be a large number of arsenals and forts.
Civilians will live under various forts in the city. They will usually be workers in the arsenal. During wartime, they will operate the forts as a family unit to participate in defense.
There would be a shelter in the center of the city, which would be a shelter for children in times of war, but in normal times it would be a school.
Physical arts will not be taught in schools, because these are too extravagant, and students will only learn how to tell who is the enemy and how to fight the enemy.