In the next month, Chen Mo personally commanded people to build a large number of buildings.

The Temple of Ten Thousand Machines was built in the unfinished battleship, that is, in the vacated underground city, and will be transformed into a warship in the future.

At the same time, construction of a line of defense to protect the new underground city and the Temple of All Machines began.

As for the others, there is also their own business.

……

Early morning.

Everyone gathered in the Temple of Machines, kneeling on one knee towards the statue of the God of Machines standing in the center of the Temple, and the Tank of Riemanrus below the statue.

It was the Riemann Ruth that Chen Mo had driven.

Saiya of the Congregation of the Holy Order stood beside the tank of Riemannus, and read aloud.

"Ring the bell once!"

"Push the lever, start the piston and pump!"

The bell rang in the temple, and the crew members of Riemann Ruth activated the pistons and pumps as they were read.

In fact, there was no need to be so realistic, but this Riemannus Ruth tank has become a holy relic, after all, the soldiers who followed Chen Mo from beginning to end knew that this tank had shown many miracles with the sage.

"Ring the bell twice!"

"Press the button, start the engine, ignite the turbine, and breathe life!"

"Ring the bell three times!"

"Sing in unison, praise the God of Machines!"

Saiya read until the Riemannus tank was activated, and then moved on to the next step.

"Immortal God of Machines, listen to our prayers!"

"We are your children, the many scholars on the road to machinery."

"We wish to be blessed with knowledge that is far above us, for it is your eternal gift over humanity."

“……”

"Praise the God of Machines, and praise Omnisaiah!"

When Saiya said the end, everyone repeated the words of praise.

Then the ceremony is over, and people do what they have to do.

Xu Yi is carrying out important work with Saiya.

The two sat in the corner of the temple and looked at the list of personnel.

"Edla, I think he can be sent to the Logistics Order, and he is in charge of the supplies while everyone is still living in the unrepaired battleship."

As she spoke, she picked up her pen and prepared to draw circles.

But at this moment, she found that she could no longer move her hands.

"I don't think so." Xu Yi's eyes were covered with a layer of light, and he said solemnly: "This guy was appointed by you to manage logistics, just like the officer who was killed by Carl. ”

"That's your reason?" Saiya looked at Xu Yi dissatisfied.

After working together for a while, Saiya could probably understand what Xu Yi was thinking in his head.

Anyone who had been appointed by Saiya before Chen Mo's arrival could not become the administrator of any order.

In Xu Yi's view, his task is to spy on Saiya and prevent her from cultivating her cronies.

"You idiot can do this, otherwise what else would you do?" Saiya sneered and said, "I'm just a technical priest, in the future, the Karsk system will restore its connection with Terra and Mars, and there is a high probability that there will be high-level parachutes from Mars to be the administrator, is it useful for me to cultivate cronies?" ”

"......" Xu Yi was silent.

"Use Aydra first, and if it were a prophet, I would appoint this man here, because he is very intelligent and experienced." Saiya still drew a circle after all.

The two then proceeded to work on the appointment.

Xu Yi also provided several people who had followed Chen Mo from beginning to end as candidates, and his reason was that these people had shown determination and ability in the past, which was useful.

Saiya also checked the relevant records of these people, and then agreed.

After finally deciding on the matter of the candidate, Saiya got up and left directly, but stopped and looked at Xu Yi after just a few steps.

Saiya asked a question: "Think tank, think about why you were a think tank before the previous meeting, and you are still a think tank after the meeting?" ”

"Why?" Xu Yi frowned.

"Because you have no capacity to take on heavy responsibilities at all, you are only a friend of the Prophet, as was the case before, and you will always be."

Saiya smiled.

"It doesn't matter if you can't do anything else."

"At least you have to do well at being a think tank, because you can only be a think tank."

With that, Saiya turned around and left.

Saiya's mechanical transformation does not involve emotions, and she is disgusted by this think tank that always finds fault.

Even Chen Mo personally said that he pursued efficiency, but Xu Yi only denied this person because of his past, this person may never be able to become the administrator of the order, and Chen Mo will also have one less right-hand man.

Saiya was very dissatisfied with this, so she wanted to disgust Xu Yi when she left.

But the speaker has no intention of listening, and the listener has a heart.

Looking at the back of Saiya leaving, Xu Yi closed his eyes and thought.

Could it be that he is incapable in Chen Mo's eyes, so he can only be a think tank?

I don't know what other think tanks are like, but my own think tank is equivalent to an ordinary saint-casting warrior with spiritual powers.

Even if it's just a subordinate of a class of Saint Casting Warriors for yourself, it's better than just being a think tank forever......

While pondering, some kind of existence from subspace was permeating Xu Yi's thinking.

Until Xu Yi began to suspect that he was just a tool in Chen Mo's eyes, or even just a burden with unstable power?

Could it be that his relationship with Chen Mo is not as good as that of a damn and disgusting cyborg stupid girl?

When this kind of thinking was about to get deeper and deeper, a spiritual energy slapped Xu Yi fiercely.

This slap was extremely powerful, and even as a saint-casting warrior with a spare nervous system implanted in his brain, Xu Yi was still pumped for a long time before he regained some sanity.

As he was starring, a voice sounded in Xu Yi's ears, a warning that Chen Mo had spoken when he was eating dry food with him in the shelter.

"The psyker is unstable and dangerous, because when the psyker is mentally slack or has other ideas, he will be targeted by something terrible and cause a terrible catastrophe for the psyker."

Xu Yi shook his head vigorously, then sat down against the wall and rethought what he was thinking about.

"In Chen Mo's eyes, I am by no means a tool and a burden, I must not."

"I once challenged an Astarte to protect him, and he didn't give up on me after I was crippled, and was the first to let me accept the blessing of the God of All Machines to become a saint-forging warrior."

"It's not easy to survive until now, and it's good to get along together......"

"Go to his right, the think tank is also very good, at least I need to predict before the war."

After muttering to himself, Xu Yi stood up and looked back at the statue of the God of Ten Thousand Machines.

The psionic slap that woke him up may have been a warning from this god of all machines.

"Thank you for reminding me." Xu Yi thanked him, then turned around and walked out of the temple.

At this time, Xu Yi didn't realize one thing, that is, Wanji God didn't have the leisure to pay attention to what a psionic person was thinking.