"Perhaps this explains why these factories will still be running even if no one is maintaining them 10,000 years from now."
Soshyan checked the twisted creations on the ground and found some clues.
Those things that look like flesh and blood are actually not real flesh and blood, but some kind of artificial fiber.
In other words, these are actually mechanical structures.
Soshyan once heard that some self-sustaining factories of the Mechanicus can be completely maintained by servitors and robots, and only need a few administrators or no administrators at all to operate.
"But these things will also be worn out."
Veronica also raised another question.
After listening, Soshyan nodded slightly and replied:
"Yeah, so I guess there must be a factory that stores or makes these things."
They then followed the main road, and sure enough, after walking for about twenty minutes, they found the core of this area.
It was a triangular building that looked a bit like a pyramid at first glance, but its outer walls were all covered with huge slots. Those slots were connected to python-like black pipelines and extended to all the surrounding factories.
The door of the pyramid is open. After entering, there is a polygonal hall with a height of one thousand meters and a radius of five hundred meters.
The surrounding black walls are covered with various fiber-like pipelines, and dim yellow light is projected from unfathomable places. The space on the floor is filled with ancient Occupy symbols that are almost difficult to decipher.
But Soshyan paid no attention to these trivial matters because his attention was attracted by the huge structure that occupied the center of the room.
It was a great machine constructed of white metal, silver tubes and chromed cabins, a perfect standard building template!
This is an ancient scientific secret that has been lost by mankind for a long time. Since the Dark Ages, the Empire and even the Mechanicus can only rely on the ancient technology they unearthed from the ancient STC to manufacture objects.
From the STC fragments unearthed from hundreds of lost worlds, the Mechanicus gradually relearned the lost technology of manufacturing, because every STC fragment is a priceless treasure, and finding an undamaged STC is a huge undertaking. The entire human generation and the entire human empire will benefit immensely.
But on the other hand, it is unprecedented to find a lossless STC.
"I suddenly remembered that those machines are very much like imitations of Iron Man. The greenskins may have been studying how to make their Iron Man back then."
Hearing Veronica's words, Soshyan was slightly startled, and then realized that what the other party said was true.
Iron Man, a mechanical creation with strength and sentience but no soul, was regarded as a heretical creation by the human empire, because the war triggered by the Iron Man rebellion almost destroyed ancient human civilization.
If Veronica's conclusion is correct, then the Orc Empire has obviously mastered the basic means of making iron men. Just imagine, there were originally an extremely large number of green skins, coupled with a steady stream of soulless killings. Or, what kind of terrifying army will that be? What achievement cannot be achieved?
Continuing along this line of thought, this kind of soulless intelligence is not only very useful on the regular battlefield, but is also a weapon against specific enemies, especially races that are good at psychic powers, such as Chaos and Eldar.
If you think about it carefully, the ambition of the Ork tyrant back then seemed to have expanded to the point where he wanted to compete with the subspace.
"Hey, big guy, look over there."
Following the direction Veronica pointed, Soshyan expanded his field of vision and looked at the wall of the hall.
Just on the first floor, there stood a space surrounded by metal fences. It was an entire stasis field area, with hundreds of green-skinned machines suspended by huge mechanical claws. In mid-air, they formed an axially symmetrical formation. At a glance, they looked like countless hanged ghosts, making people's hair stand on end in the shadows.
Upon closer inspection, each of them is different, and they are obviously much newer than those encountered before.
It seemed as if they were sleeping, waiting for instructions to wake up, waiting for the great machine to once again create their kind.
"There should be some kind of program set up here to activate several machines every once in a while to maintain those factories."
Soshiyang gasped excitedly, looked at these things solemnly and curiously, and then walked to the huge stc.
"This is really...a huge treasure."
Veronica turned her head and stared at Soshyan.
"Do you know what this is?"
"I know that this is an intact standard technological manufacturing template and is the most precious treasure of our mankind."
Veronica snorted disdainfully.
"You don't need to add the last sentence. I have no interest in your 'most precious treasure'. In our opinion, your so-called ancient technology is just an inferior imitation of some ancient ones."
"Whatever you say."
Seeing that Soshyan still looked intoxicated, Veronica frowned.
"Is this thing really that valuable to you?"
"I know an example. Many years ago, a group of Imperial Guard scouts found a relatively complete STC fragment template in the ruins of a pyramid. Do you know what it was made of? It was made using the standard manufacturing template. The alloy steel blade was sharper and lighter than any knife ever made before! Thirty Space Marine Chapters were equipped with this new saber, and the scouts became heroes because of it, and each of them was given one of their own. Their own planet, their descendants still enjoy the legacy of their ancestors... At that time, the discovery of Eternal Night was hailed as the greatest technological discovery of that century and the largest STC excavation known in human memory. Perfect, the greatest rediscovery.”
"Ah? It's just making knives, daggers, bayonets, swords, etc. Can this be called the greatest discovery?"
"That's lost technology. Don't tell me that you Eldar tribe have preserved all the technology intact."
"Hmph...that's more than you do!"
"I don't want to argue about this, but whatever the value of all the previously discovered stc fragments, they are nothing compared to this thing."
Soshyan opened his arms, as if to embrace the machine.
"It can ensure the absolute dominance of mankind and is a priceless treasure that can help mankind struggle out of the mire of darkness!"
Veronica slowly turned around and looked at the mechanical monster that was hanging in the air like a corpse behind the cage.
"But I...I only felt horror. This is not a treasure, big man. This is a curse."
"You don't understand. I have spent my whole life serving the Empire. Now that I have discovered it, I must perform my duty in the name of our beloved Emperor to obtain it."
"But what if it contains Iron Man technology that you regard as a natural disaster?"
Veronica's words made Soshyan freeze.
"I...I won't use it."
"But what if some power above you demands their use?"
Soshyan was silent for a while, then shook his head.
"Then I'll ruin it."
Veronica smiled playfully.
"It's really strange. Isn't your job just to destroy? You yourself think that you are just a screw in a huge killing machine. Your job is to end life and you enjoy it. Now you have found someone who will be better than what you did. Thousands of things, and then you actually have doubts? What is this, jealousy?"
"We have power, so we are wary of the powerful power in our hands.... There is no word fragility in my morality. I value life, which is why I fight to defend it so far. I stand for every one who dies under my command. Mortal soldiers and sacrificed warriors mourned in silence. Regardless of their status, they were still living beings. But machines would not. Machines would not have such a sense of awe. They would only kill. They would test the will of their users too much. Such a power cannot be controlled by an extraordinary saint, but now the empire... does not have such a existence."
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