"You're partial to the Terravat tribe?"

"I remember when I mentioned the Mechanics on Mars to you, you smiled a little and there was a look of disdain in your eyes."

The emperor slowed down and came to Qin Mo's side and walked side by side with him.

Qin Mo had no disdain for the Terravat tribe, but he did for the Mechon, which made the Emperor want to hear his opinion on the Mecha he had promoted.

"I do laugh disdainfully, but not the Mechanicus itself, just as I don't despise the Terravat tribe as a group of people who believe in technology."

"My disdain for Mechanism stems from the fact that I know what this group will do in the future, they will find a way to make technology a monopoly commodity, they don't know which Ohm Messiah they want to believe in, they value technology itself more than what technology is supposed to serve, which leads to a lot of bad consequences."

"And then in the long history, they have also done too many things that are laughable."

Qin Mo answered the Emperor's question, explaining the reason behind his first reaction when he heard the Emperor talk about the Mechanic Sect.

"But there is one thing that the Mechonists have in common with the Terravat tribes, and that is that although they are blindly believed, what they do is directly or indirectly protecting the scientific and technological heritage of our ancestors, which is an undeniable credit."

"If they don't worship technology, if they treat technology as something that hurts each other and hurts themselves like kids with explosives, like the warlords out there, then I will not only completely despise them, but destroy them."

The emperor would be inspected when he went to move the fortress, but Makado did not, because everyone knew that the old man often moved back and forth between the fortress and the top of the Himalayas, and then the two of them stayed together for a whole day.

Machado laughed too.

Only the emperor, who heard Machado's last words, remained expressionless, and mentally compared himself with the kind of person that Machado said, and then found that he would not fail to admit his shortcomings. But I vaguely felt that Machado meant something.

In getting along, Qin Mo doesn't always talk and debate with Machado, he listens almost all the time.

After hearing this, the emperor didn't say much, he just paid attention to the significance of the fact that he had contributed to the establishment of the Martian Mechanical Sect in Qin Mo's eyes, since he said that this had a positive meaning, it was enough.

"Then Mechanism sounds more like a positive thing than a negative goodie in your mouth, and you despise them, but you don't hesitate to praise them when you talk about them. I can often judge a person's attitude towards something by a sentence or two or even a look, but in you, this ability is not very useful. ”

"As a person, as an individual, even if I have great power, I am used to thinking and watching something from the perspective of an individual, so my first point of view must be subjective." Qin Mo replied to Machado with a smile, "Then I can judge something from more angles through speculation." For example, we're talking about this matter of mechanism. ”

And Makado continued to talk with Qin Mo, as always.

After hearing this, Makado narrowed his eyes and thought for a while, then nodded slowly: "You are too clear and too honest, so you will admit that you have subjective judgments." This is a kind of talent, many people refuse to admit their shortcomings, many people refuse to accept that their thoughts are subjective, and then they keep debating with themselves sentence by sentence in their heads, and their spirits are exhausted in vain. ”

Because of his age and experience, he didn't think that he could be comparable to Machado, the immortal, in terms of knowledge and insight, so when Machado didn't take the initiative to inquire, Qin Mo always listened and asked what he was interested in, instead of insisting on showing Machado how knowledgeable he was as the leader of a faction.

"It's really a talent, there's one thing to say." Qin Mo smiled and nodded.

All conversations and actions of the three who followed behind Terravat were muffled by psionic energy, and the three of them walked without saying a word in the eyes of the others, without a trace of emotion at all.

And these Terravats didn't talk to each other at all.

In the eyes of these Terra-version mechists, non-essential conversations are like wasted materials in production activities, and non-essential conversations are not necessary.

The group soon reached the lowest level of the underground world.

If Qin Mo and Makado's inference is correct, the residence of the Terravat tribe at the foot of the Ural Mountains is an arsenal, then the bottom of the underground world is a huge warehouse for storing materials.

It's huge, it's huge.

Qin Mo, who was sensitive to the rules of space, noticed something that surprised him, that is, the space here was larger than the entire Ural Mountain, and the internal area of the building was larger than the floor area of the building.

This vast expanse is full of production lines, and judging by the style and decoration, it is clear that the Terrawat tribesmen built it themselves, not what their ancestors left to them.

The chief took a step forward with his scepter, then turned to look at Qin Mo.

"Very used communication programs enabled, organic biological language simulation."

"Vocal test: 1, 2, 3, 4."

The chief's mask sounded as rigid as that of a mechanical device, and the third sentence was a normal communication: "Do you know what this line is used for?" ”

As soon as the words fell, everything around them was still.

Psionic energy has carved out a realm where time does not exist.

"It's used here to produce armor and weapons." The emperor pulled Qin Mo's shoulders and instructed him very seriously, "The armor and weapons used to produce the Thunder Warriors, that's it. ”

"I can see that this is a production line for the production of armor and weapons that cannot be used by normal people...... Qin Mo looked at the emperor suspiciously, "But, why is it a production line for the production of Thunder Warrior armor and weapons?" ”

"Because when we came just now, I dreamed of the last chief of the Terravat tribe, and I not only told him that we would come, but I also told him to prepare for the production of weapons and equipment in advance." The emperor said calmly.

Qin Mo nodded with a complicated expression: "I should have thought of it." ”

"Psionics, it's amazing." The emperor said with a blank face that he should have said with a smile, making Qin Mo unsure if he really wanted to ask if the spiritual energy was amazing or if he was joking.

"Hmm." Qin Mo nodded and turned to look at the chief.

When time was about to flow again, Qin Mo turned his head again.

"What do you think I'm doing?" The emperor asked solemnly, "You also want to create some mysterious atmosphere when subduing this tribe?" ”

"No...... Never mind. Qin Mo turned his head again.

(End of chapter)