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"Legally speaking, you are still her guardian. You have the right to decide whether she joins the Titan Corps." Anrida took out a paper document and handed it to Yaoen. "You can sign your opinion. If you disagree, she will not be allowed to drive a Titan."
"Can my opinion affect whether she pilots the Titan?" Yao En was a little surprised. He thought his daughter would definitely go to war for Tai Lung.
Anreda nodded, took out a pen and put it in Yaoen's hand, then looked at Diana helplessly.
Diana clasped her hands and asked Anreda to persuade her father again, at least not to leave the decision-making power to her, otherwise she would definitely leave the Martian Witch.
But Anruida shook her head helplessly.
When Yaoen was about to write down his disagreement, he hesitated again. He turned to look at his daughter and hesitated for a long time.
On the one hand, he certainly doesn't want Diana to go to war.
On the one hand, he couldn't bear to let Diana give up her desire to join the Titan Legion, and felt sad because of it.
Upon seeing this, Diana felt that it was probably impossible for her to join the Titan Legion, and she became dejected.
Yaoen hesitated for a while, then slowly picked up the pen and pointed on the document, his eyes flowing back and forth between his daughter and the document, and finally wrote down his agreement.
"Let her drive the Titan." Yaoen handed the document to Anruida and looked at his daughter: "You must learn every function of the Titan, especially the escape aspect. I hope you won't let me Regretful."
"Of course not!" Diana hugged Yao En and thanked her father for allowing her to become a Titan pilot.
Yaoen was not very happy, silently pushed his daughter away, turned and left.
In Anruida's eyes, Yaoen's back looked very lonely, like an old man.
"Thank you, Uncle Anreda." Diana saluted Anreda.
"There's no need to thank me." Anruida shook her head slowly, turned and left.
Diana finally got her wish and immediately sent a message to Legion Lord Oumn.
At this time, Oumn was soaking in an iron can on the command deck of the Agrippina Glory. From the communication video, his limbs were replaced by cables, and his mouth and esophagus were replaced by metal implants. It looked like A little scary.
"Lord, when can I drive Titan?" Diana asked expectantly.
Oumen in the communication image glared and reprimanded: "God's Machine is not your servant. You should ask me when I will be lucky enough to fight with God's Machine!"
"Yes!" Diana immediately became serious and asked respectfully: "When will I be lucky enough to fight with God's Machine?"
"Going to war? Humph, do you think God's machine can be deployed at will? Our entire legion is deployed once every ten years on average. Just wait and see." Oumen said.
"Ten years?" Diana was confused, "Aren't we warriors? The galaxy is full of wars, why are we only dispatched once every ten years?"
"Do you think God's Machine has to participate in even the most serious battles?" Omn glared at Diana, and then said after thinking, "But you are a newcomer after all. In addition to learning theory, you also need to undergo practical training. Otherwise, you won't even be able to do it." I can’t figure out how to keep the formation moving forward during the war.”
Diana nodded vigorously: "Yes, Lord!"
……
Five years of theoretical training began.
Diana thought that it would be enough for her to just receive knowledge infusion, or that Oumen would arrange for someone to teach her through his mouth, but the complexity of the matter was far beyond her expectation.
Before the first course began, Diana was taken to bathe and change by the Mechanicus Priest assigned to her, and then knelt in the Legion's temple to pray to the Ohm Messiah, the God of All Machines, and the Primeval Power.
While praying, the priestess and her servitors would circle around Diana with incense until Diana's whole body smelled of metal.
Then there is the need to learn the etiquette of the Adeptus Mechanicus, understand the hierarchy of the Adeptus Mechanicus, and learn how to identify the status of a person in the Adeptus Mechanicus.
These complicated rituals took most of the day, and I didn't start studying until the afternoon.
At the foot of the machine of the gods, everyone in each crew of the legion held hands and formed a circle, surrounding Diana and several other newcomers to the legion.
There were soulless men who trained with Diana, and they were the crew members of the Martian Witch.
Since the Mars Witch is highly automated, there are only three crew members including Diana.
That is, one captain and two operating officers.
The two operators were also very powerful soulless ones, wearing suppressors like Diana.
As for other types of personnel, there are still many, such as the random priest and her servitors, the guard team, laborers... These people are not qualified to train with the crew members, and there is no need to train together. What they need to learn is different from the crew members. totally different.
All the crew members of the Ohmu Messiah Blade Corps still attach great importance to newcomers. Even Omuen who was in a nutrition tank was carried out by the servitors and placed in front of Diana.
Obviously, the Legion Lord plans to personally train the newcomers.
Omuen had to go through a series of rituals before being lifted out. It only took two minutes to lift him and the tank out of the Agrippina Glory, but it took two solar hours due to the ritual.
"Be lucky." Oumen looked at Diana who was yawning. "Our legion was reorganized and there is no deep-rooted legion culture. Otherwise, you would have to spend several years to integrate into the legion's culture."
"Yes, Lord." Diana nodded helplessly and forced herself to listen to the lecture.
Omun then began to introduce his identity and experience.
He is a man who has lived for six thousand years. He has almost no original biological tissue in his body and has been replaced by machinery. Omn only briefly said a few words about his background and did not go into depth.
Then he explained his responsibilities and status to Diana.
"I am the Lord of the Legion, or you can call me the High Steward, but I like the title Lord."
"You must obey my orders in war or peacetime. If you disobey or act without authorization, I will use my volcano cannon to blow up the command deck where you are."
Diana nodded to show she understood.
Then Omn continued to explain.
Three chapters first, two more to come in a moment
Chapter 355 Ritual, or ritual
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Studying is always boring.
Especially traditional learning methods.
Diana received a full month of study in the Legion. She learned quickly, but in this month she only learned what responsibilities she had as a captain and what the responsibilities of the two operating officers were.
The main reason was that Oumen and the higher-ups of the legion spent a lot of time telling Diana about rituals, but there wasn't much real information.
But this is not because Oumen deliberately does not teach important things, it is just that in their eyes, rituals are the most important.
Titan is called the God's Machine and is highly valued in the Mechanicus Order. Naturally, there are many rituals.
In the case of organic souls, these rituals are not useless.
Whenever Diana felt that the ritual was useless, Omun would convince her with his own experience.
A thousand years ago, Oumn lost contact with the Titan on the battlefield. At that time, the Titan was damaged, and the only thing the crew could do was pray and perform rituals to the Oumm Messiah in the command deck.
Then the Titan raised his arm and fired a shot at the slowly approaching enemy Titan.
Diana, who was convinced by Omn, realized the importance of the ceremony and would seriously learn how to perform it.
Omuen is no longer dormant. He always personally educates Diana, allowing this newcomer to enjoy treatment that is rare in the entire galaxy.
It wasn't until one day when Qin Mo brought Yaoen's guards to the celestial engine and visited the legion's station that Omuen stopped teaching Diana in person.
"How many times should the censer be shaken when decorating the command throne with incense?"
"Once, twice, three times, until the end of the third time."
"Very good, then how many steps are there in the ritual process when connecting with the machine soul?"
"Seventy-two steps."
"..."
Qin Mo and Yao En stood side by side by the second-floor window of the legion hangar, looking down at Diana who was undergoing ritual training at the feet of Titan.
"It can be seen that she really likes to drive Titan." Yaoen suddenly said, "Otherwise, with my daughter's character, she would not have the patience to learn this."
"I can tell." Qin Mo nodded.
At this time, the priest of the Cult Mechanicus walked into the room. Behind him were a dozen servitors. These servitors entered the room carrying the tank containing Omuen, and then gently placed the tank on the ground.
"Praise Oum Messiah!" Oumen's limbs were gone, and his body had deteriorated to the point where he could no longer move. He could only salute Qin Mo with words.
"Praise Oum Messiah." Qin Mo nodded repeatedly, then raised his hand to let Oum Enneng leave the jar.
Omun felt that his body was floating, penetrating the tempered glass of the tank, and his flesh was exposed to the air.
He was afraid at first because once his body was exposed to the air, he might be infected with many germs. After all, his immune system had long been gone.
But Oumen soon discovered that his body was no different from that in the tank, except that he could feel the outside air touching his skin and breathe fresh air. The respirator no longer only contained the stinky smell that had been circulated countless times. gas.
While Qin Mo was enjoying Omuen, he carefully adjusted the physical rules of Omuen and his body to ensure that he would not be harmed by germs in the air or other types of external damage.
"You know you don't have to stay in the jar, right?" Qin Mo glanced at Oumen, "You can go to Taiweiyi to receive prosthetic transformation."
"I know, but I just want to be able to come out and let the air flow occasionally. I don't want to leave this jar forever." Oumen shook his head and said.
Hearing this, Yaoen couldn't understand, but Qin Mo knew what Oumen was thinking.
Titan pilots are extremely obsessed with the connection with the Titan. When they pilot the Titan, they will have a feeling of omnipotence and destruction.
While on Titan, Omn was the captain of the Agrippina's Glory, capable of annihilating an entire regiment of infantry with a single fire.
When not on Titan, Omun is just a disabled man soaking in a jar. Even a child with a file can poke the jar and kill Omun.
"Maybe I can upload you into Titan, so that you can become one with the Glory of Agrippina forever." Qin Mo said.
"Is this really possible?" Oumen was very surprised, but his facial muscles had deteriorated and he couldn't even express excitement.
"Maybe." Qin Mo just speculated.
Under normal circumstances, it is possible, but the Glory of Agrippina is a Titan with a long history. It has an organic soul. If Omuen's consciousness is uploaded into the Titan, it may have unpredictable consequences.
Everything is difficult at the beginning, but you have to start.
Qin Mo wants to try to store a person's soul into another type of personality matrix, which requires a lot of experiments.
After thinking about it, Qin Mo returned to the topic: "Actually, Diana doesn't need to learn rituals or anything."
Oumen wanted to explain, but he didn't have time to speak.
"I know that you think the ritual is useful. In fact, it is useful. I have to admit it."
"But Diana is a soulless person. Lowering the suppressor on her body by ten percent is enough to make the Martian Witch immune to any supernatural phenomena or subspace energy."
Warp energy, paranormal phenomena.
Omuen knew that this was a conclusion drawn by the Tyrone people from studying subspace. They believed that powerful god-like creatures existed, and also believed that machine spirits existed. After verification, they also admitted that all the rituals performed by the National Religion and the Mechanicus had real meanings. Functional.