……

Late at night.

Chen Mo walked through the simple buildings on the ground, accompanied by Carl Xuyi and Saiya, and of course, the clever iron man UR025.

It's more of a shack than a building, barely sheltered from the wind and rain.

But this will not last, because the workers will build real houses on the ground.

While eating starch, people were examined and treated by the Holy Warriors and the Medics of the Holy Army.

"There were originally millions of people in Dozha City, but now there are only so many left." Chen Mo said with emotion.

Once upon a time, he also thought that he would save some money to live in Dozha City in the future, because Dozha City would have enough corpse starch rations and would not always go hungry.

But now it seems that fortunately I didn't go.

"The rebels are brutal, but we have saved these survivors." Saiya's cold eyes swept over the survivors, "Praise the Emperor, praise the God of Chances, praise Omnisaiah, praise the Great Prophet." ”

"The Great Prophet mercifully protected the survivors of this terrible catastrophe that affected the entire galaxy, and this story will live on as an epic forever."

Saiya said flatteringly.

But in fact, there was no flattery, Saiya really felt that Chen Mo was a good person.

Otherwise, who is tired and tired of fighting everywhere for these untouchables, and when the reinforcements from the empire come, wouldn't it be good to take a ship directly to Mars to be a prophet?

If the Prophet did return to Mars, I might be a sage.

Although I didn't dig STC this time, I had a big unexpected harvest.

Saiya thought so.

"My heart is for every compatriot in the Empire, for every machine, how can I possibly watch these sufferers die in the torment of rebel heresy." Chen Mo said expressionlessly.

Chen Mo does not consider himself a savior.

Now the main purpose of saving people is to accumulate strength to occupy the entire planet, and then transform the planet at will according to their wishes, creating a huge Holy Casting Machine and miracle project.

Chen Mo likes large machinery, which is part of the reason.

The other main reason is that it is really impossible to survive as a pariahs in the Warhammer universe, and taking advantage of this Flame Angel rebellion to get a governor is the most important thing.

But ask yourself, if you don't get noticed by the god of all machines, and you can save the survivors when you take Xu Yi to struggle to survive.

The answer is to save.

If you see it, of course you will be saved, if you can't see it...... That's it.

"Settle these people, examine their bodies, heal their wounds, and look for any mutations and strange patterns on their bodies." Chen Mo gave an order to Carl.

"Yes." Karl saluted the Aquila, then turned to treat the wounded.

"Prophet, please go and rest." Saiya looked at Chen Mo, leaned over and said, "Tomorrow morning, I will take everyone to praise the God of All Machines and Omnisaiah, and this kind of trivial matter will not bother the prophet." ”

Hearing this, Chen Mo nodded silently.

Although Saiya is a little weird, she is really good at doing things, after all, she is from Mars, and she handles the matter of faith very well.

As for not thinking about the emperor when praising it, Chen Mo also hinted at Saiya vaguely about this, and Saiya also understood.

After doing what he had to do, Chen Mo returned to the underground city.

Now that the war is over and the population has more than doubled, it's time to bless the gods of all machines.

……

in the room.

Chen Mo sat cross-legged on the bed, his eyes closed, and he got in touch with Wanjishen.

When he saw this strange gear god, Chen Mo opened his mouth and said, "I want to ask for blessings and then ask some questions. ”

"Ask questions first." The voice of the god of all machines rang out.

"During the battle, I found that there was a round of shells that hit particularly accurately, which should have been blessed by you, I want to ask if I can stop people from attacking in the future and fire shells directly in the back."

"Nope." Wanji God rejected Chen Mo's proposal, "My current interference in the material universe is limited, I can let a hundred artillery pieces hit the target for a day and a night, but if it is 10,000 guns and 100,000 cannons, I can't maintain long-term interference, because these creations are not connected, I need to control them separately." ”

"I also need to keep an eye on you, and I need to maintain the Centaur Troop Carrier's modified form, which I can't pay much attention to until I gain more faith."

"But as long as it's a whole, no matter how great it is, I can bless it, because they're all connected, you know what I mean?"

Chen Mo understood that the Ten Thousand Machine God was not too strong now, and he couldn't affect the things of multiple material universes for a long time.

And even if an artillery piece is blessed 24 hours a day, it is a drop in the bucket in a real war, and it has little impact.

"No other problems." Chen Mo got down to business, "Bless me." ”

It doesn't mind simple and straightforward requests that are a little offensive, it's not polite, and it prefers efficient communication to a set of nonsense.

"I give you two blessings."

"First, the standard building formwork, which can build two kinds of buildings, industrial area and residential area."

"Two, move the fortress."

When the god of ten thousand machines said these two blessings, Chen Mo's eyes appeared with the information of two blessings.

Standard building formwork.

It was a product of the Golden Age, and was developed to help backward alien civilizations that turned to the Golden Humans for help, so that they could quickly rise to the Industrial Age.

After using the template, the construction machine will be automatically built, and then the construction machine can automatically collect resources and print the building.

The living quarters were semi-enclosed megastructures consisting of a thousand rooms, each thirty square meters.

The industrial zone is a semi-enclosed giant building consisting of 100 factories, and there are different classifications such as the food factory area and the arsenal area, but the industrial equipment inside is very basic.

"Damn, it's really the technology of the golden age of gold." Chen Mo was shocked.

"You're a 3K human, and I need to warn you." The god of all machines issued a warning, "You should not give the building template to the alien to use, because the weapons and equipment produced by the industrial area in the building template for the alien are used to efficiently exterminate the benefactors of the alien. ”

"Don't worry." Chen Mo nodded.

Then there is the mobile fortress.

It is a twenty-meter-tall four-legged war machine with a multi-story fortress building that can accommodate 2,000 soldiers, as well as more than 1,000 free gun emplacements for artillery.

"By the time this thing is made, Makarius will be in the Karsk system, right?" Chen Mo didn't think he could easily build this war machine.

Even if there is an industrial zone, there is advanced printing equipment for blessed centaur personnel carriers, but the equipment is always controlled by people, and now the workers on Karsk 7 have at most made weapons and equipment, and who have built large war machines?

"The industrial zone produces the parts and then assembles them." "As long as it's almost built, I can make it work without an engine." ”

"This ......" Chen Mo asked with a smile: "The war machine that is almost built can also ensure normal operation, this is too waghh, you won't be the trumpet opened by the second brother Mao, right?" ”

Hearing this question, the Ten Thousand Machine God was silent for a moment, then read the information in Chen Mo's mind and tried to understand the joke made by this mortal.

Wan Jishen parsed the biological emotions such as confiding, belonging, and intimacy.

Wan Ji Shen understood that Chen Mo was a lonely creature, and in order to find traces of another world, he made a joke that only one person and one god could understand, and responding to this joke could give Chen Mo comfort in his heart.

The Myriad Machine God knew that it was generated because of the dimension-penetrating energy that Chen Mo had when he arrived, and he also knew that Chen Mo was a pure human in the 3K period, which made it extremely fond of Chen Mo, and even willing to respond to this mortal's joke.

"The Boss of the Machines." The voice of the Ten Thousand Machine God was emotionless, but it was indeed joking: "Bring your Saint Casting Gu Juji and your Saint Casting Kid Waghhh to clean up this planet and the powerful psionic species in the entire universe." ”

"Ha, I see!" Chen Mo smiled and transferred his consciousness to reality, and then hurriedly applied the two blessings of the Ten Thousand Machine God.