Unlike Kahn, who was negotiating with the leaders of the major caravans, Elaine was currently sitting on the Iron Throne deep in the castle, closing her eyes and relaxing.
She had taken off the dilapidated power armor and put on the loose robes like a Greek monarch. The soft fabric is inlaid with luxurious fine gold textures, which highlights her plump figure that even loose fabrics can't cover up. But she doesn't seem to mind this. After all, the single piece is casually draped on the armrest, With her arms as thick as the barrels of a main battle tank, and her tall figure of nearly four meters, the trait called gender may have long since faded away from the Lord of the Red Sand.
However, closing your eyes and concentrating is just what outsiders can see.
At this time, Elaine is relying on the psychic network to schedule most matters in Nuceria. It can also be said that this way of working is almost engraved in her instinct - relying on the super high calculation of the original gene. With powerful power and planetary-scale instant messaging, Elaine can handle the complex affairs of a star system effortlessly on her own.
However, in the face of the next mess, this level of processing speed is not enough.
She needed something more 'efficient'.
Her pale golden pupils closed and opened, and her consciousness came to the forging world on the satellite of Nuceria.
[Let me see your progress, Redjak. 】
The rough knuckles kept tapping the white jade skull inlaid at the end of the armrest, and Elaine's psychic shadow also came to Redjac.
This is what she and Magnus learned. For those beings who have a spiritual connection with themselves, it is not difficult to use them as a medium to perform psychic projection, even though Elaine and Redjak are separated by hundreds of thousands of people at this time. Kilometers are as easy as drinking water and breathing.
"Oh...you are here, Lady Elaine."
Facing Elaine's scrutinizing gaze, Redjak immediately put down his work and saluted respectfully.
Next to the old great sage is a young technical priest and his apprentice, Ronald.
The two of them are currently studying the Iron Man technology that Elaine brought back, but judging from their unfocused performance...it is obvious that they are very distressed about this job.
"I'm sorry, sir. The current progress of reverse engineering is not very satisfactory... The omnic core you brought back is really too old, and the manic level of the machine soul is really unimaginable. And... without access to a large-scale In the case of a computing center, this research is as fantastic as a primitive man cracking open an ant-cow can."
Before Elaine could ask about the progress, Redjak began to pour out his bitterness.
“My pursuit of Omnissiah lasted the whole old night, but the accumulation of knowledge for thousands of years also made me unable to learn about this ancient technology. If we say that our research on the black stone before the Chaos Crusade was like a blind man touching an elephant, So the project before me is to let me measure the planet with my hands."
"To be honest, sir. We really need to connect it to the computing center for analysis...otherwise I don't know how many thousand years it will take us to fully analyze it."
"To be honest, sir. We really need to connect it to the computing center for analysis...otherwise I don't know how many thousand years it will take us to fully analyze it."
Seeing the two of them showing their inability to deal with this iron core, Elaine frowned slightly.
[I don’t think we need to fully analyze it, do we? We just need to reverse engineer the technology we need to solve the 'problem' of the current legion's insufficient operating efficiency. 】
[Furthermore, your good apprentice also said... This thing is an ocean from the dark technological age. Just take a scoop out of it to seed a primary interstellar civilization from a desolate planet - just like Desolate star areas like the Gulf of Damocles also have some weak signals from before the old night. 】
After listening to Elaine's words, Redjak immediately glared at Ronald viciously, and then explained aggrievedly:
"But...if we can't conduct more in-depth research, then no matter how much technology we discover, it will only be the outer layer of the onion - Sir, you must know the value of this ancient omnic core. It You really can’t do it in such a rough way…”
[Stop it, Redjak. You know how dangerous the thing we are studying is, and you also know that this dirty thing was dug out of the body of an iron man who had ascended to demon... If you want to connect it to the computing center, you have to consider the Ya Possibility of space erosion. Believe me, you don't know what is waiting for you at the end of knowledge. 】
[Our Legion needs to return to the Great Crusade quickly now, you know what will happen after this millennium is over. As for research? That's for later, Redjak. Now, I need to be 'efficient'. 】
Elaine interrupted Redjak impatiently. Obviously, what Redjak wanted to express was clear enough. This damn old bastard just wanted to connect the Iron Man core to the computing center. Compared with those Martian oil guys, Redjak has fully demonstrated his potential of the Dark Mechanicus from the future.
Whether it was the fanaticism and unscrupulousness shown by artificial intelligence or the indifference to the possibility of subspace erosion, it was enough for this great sage who had lived for thousands of years to die thousands of times.
Looking up at Elaine's unruffled spiritual shadow, Redjak couldn't help but curl his lips. He knew that the leader of the legion would not easily believe his words. His desire was nothing more than a desire to test taboos - under Elaine's eyes, he did not have the courage to conduct research without permission.
"...Oh, I understand, sir - I will retrieve our recent research results for you..."
Later, Redjak presented some of the results of reverse engineering in front of Elaine.
In addition to the quantum communication technology and dimensional anchoring cognitive system mentioned by Ronald, which can provide the Children of the Mountains with efficient sector-level communication efficiency and fairly stable subspace navigation, there are dozens of other related Logistics and medical STC, including but not limited to high-speed bone and nerve regeneration technology, and more effective rejection inhibitors.
Although most of them are just icing on the cake of the existing technology of the Empire, the Astartes of the Sons of the Mountain also have superior medical conditions and technology, but the most critical part is the low level of mortal auxiliary forces. Cost-effective treatment, if it is put into actual combat immediately, then even the mortal auxiliary army and the grassroots soldiers of the empire will no longer have to worry about the attrition problem caused by serious injuries such as amputated limbs.
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(End of chapter)
