"What are you talking about? How do I not know who the fraudsters are? ”

When Qin Mo mentioned the fraudster McFitlan, his mimic eyes stared at Qin Mo directly, and his constantly changing face was full of doubts.

Qin Mo thought that the mimicry might justify it, and he might curse it, but he didn't expect that it didn't know about the fraudster McFitlan at all.

However, this does not fully prove the identity of the mimic, nor does it prove that what he said before is true.

It is impossible for any star god not to know the fraudster McFitland, who once deceived the Death-Dreaders, the Space Necrons.

It also convinces the star gods that the most delicious thing in the universe is not the souls of intelligent beings, but their own kind, that is, other star gods.

And the ability of fraudsters to engage in fraud is the top in the universe, and it can even reach the highest level of fraudsters: even they can deceive themselves.

Qin Mo thinks that the mimetic is either the fraudster McFitlan, or it is fragmented and has a vague memory, and everything it says is half-true and half-false, and may even be completely false.

"I'll give you two tips." The mimic stabilized into a human form and raised two fingers: "First, your strength is gradually recovering, and the longer it drags on, the better it will be for you." ”

"And the second?" Qin Mo asked.

"Second, don't think that the war is over if you kill the bed bugs among those bed bugs."

"How?"

Although he knew that what the mimetic said might be false, Qin Mo still wanted to learn more information from him, which could at least be used as a reference condition.

"Your planet is being corrupted, and the genestealers and you are just falling victim to the game of many forces."

"I can foresee the future to a certain extent, and I must warn you that when you come out of the nest, be careful of the first person you meet, he is a cultist."

The mimetic voice is also ever-changing, but what it says is the most straightforward words.

Although Qin Mo didn't fully believe what the mimetic said, he thought that the most praiseworthy thing about this star god was that it was not a riddler, and that alone it was N times stronger than the so-called prophets of the Spirit Clan.

"Thank you for the hint, this can no longer be called a hint but a clear answer, I will refer to it as appropriate." Qin Mo said.

"You will know that I am right, and I will help you become the ruler of those humans, but you will have to atone for your sins, for your past betrayals." Mimic stared at Qin Mo's eyes, trying to find a trace of guilt in them.

However, I couldn't find it.

Qin Mo pointed to his head and said, "You know that I am still a human mind, and I am not being taken away by the forger you said, right?" ”

"Hmm." Mimic nodded.

"Then why should I atone for my sins? I was somehow dragged into this universe, and somehow I fused with a star god, and I didn't make a weapon for the fear of death. Qin Mo said with a smile.

"No, no, no, no...... It shouldn't be that way. Mimic shook his head repeatedly.

"Goodbye. Say it next time it goes into my head. Qin Mo waved his hand at the mimicry and took the initiative to withdraw from the dream it had established.

After waking up, Qin Mo looked at the wall and fell into deep thought.

He felt that he was a little unsympathetic in front of the mimic just now, but he clearly knew that most of the gods in the Warhammer universe were not good things.

Even if the mimetic is not a fragment of a fraudster, it cannot be fully trusted, and it is best to be mindful when communicating with these otherworldly beings.

Bang bang bang –

A knock on the door interrupted Qin Mo's thoughts, and he looked at the door.

The door was pushed open a gap, and Klein first observed through the gap and found that Qin Mo did not push the door in after conducting research.

"What's wrong?" Qin Mo asked.

"Got time? Let's take a look at the passage to the nest? Crane said, pulling out a drawing.

It was a drawing he had drawn himself, depicting what he knew about the passage.

"Of course." Qin Mo felt that it was time to prepare for leaving the bottom nest.

……

A moment later.

The transport aircraft slowly descended under the command of the ground personnel and was parked in a place dedicated to parking vehicles.

As the war was going so well that the remnants of the rebels had now been cleared, a regiment was moved to the periphery of the entrance to the passage to provide security support for the opening of the passage ahead.

Qin Mo and Klein got off the transport plane and walked straight to the passage.

The two also passed by the positions that had been established by the 44th Regiment.

The fortress that Qin Mo, Gray and the others had once defended was still standing there, looking tattered.

"This place was supposed to be demolished." Crane pointed to the fort and said, "But considering this is where you fought as a soldier, it will be kept forever." ”

"Demolish it, I don't miss this place much." Qin Mo responded indifferently.

Qin Mo had no feelings for people and things other than the survivors of the 44th Regiment, because he was just a prisoner who was beaten and scolded by others, and he lived a dark life on the battlefield every day.

"Bull was my classmate when he was in military school, what do you think of him?" Klein asked with a smile.

"The best, the best stupid, only the least of the emperor's attention will be soldiers under him." Qin Mo subconsciously spoke.

Crane smiled and nodded, the word "approval" as if written on his face.

The two of them continued on their way, entering a massive man-made structure that was thousands of meters high.

The building resembles an oversized version of a checkpoint, filled with discarded instruments and equipment in a passage large enough for four regiments to march side by side.

In the middle of the passage was a railroad that stretched as far as the eye could see, and there were trains with carriages large enough to accommodate the Riemann Ruth tanks.

This is the latest construction of logistics machinery under the intelligent control of the main control.

Because the main control intelligence thought that sooner or later it would have to go to the nest, in order to ensure the supply of materials, this railway was built.

Qin Mo and Klein got on the train again.

After traveling about 10 kilometers, the train travels to the end of the railway.

When Qin Mo and Klein stepped off the train, An Ruida, who was wearing Praetorian Guard Power Armor, walked towards the two.

The clerk, who did not like the war, arrived before the two of them and was responsible for supervising the excavation of the passage for the rest of the day.

"As we've seen, it's not a big deal to get this channel open." Anruida said.

Qin Mo raised his head and looked straight ahead.

The huge passage, which is even larger than the checkpoint, is two kilometers high and seven kilometers wide.

"Ancient engineering is always amazing, and we descendants don't even know why we built such a large passage." Klein took out the drawings he had drawn and laid them out on the ground.

"Thousands or even tens of thousands of years ago, the nest may have been an arsenal to build giant war machines using technology we have long forgotten." Qin Mo looked around and said his speculation.