"O Land of Creation, I am back."

In the deepest part of the underground of the Port of Chardo, in a certain underground space that has been excavated, the scholar who came here by a simple mechanical elevator sighed.

As he stepped out of the elevator, the three sages of the Church of the Mechanica saluted him humbly.

It was a human and two halflings.

But they've all undergone quite complex and terrifying prosthetic transformations, with the human mechanic transforming most of his body into a vapor structure, and the left eye on his only remaining head has been replaced with a red prosthetic eye.

He wore a tattered robe to hide his mutations, but he could faintly see something unusually curled up behind the robe.

The self-transformation of the two halfling mechanics is even more radical.

There is no flesh and blood on their bodies, and they are completely mechanical puppet forms, only the wet core in the skull is still "original".

The flesh on these three people is estimated to be less than two taels together.

"How long has it been since we last met?"

The scholar looked at the three people in front of him with gentle eyes, and he said with emotion:

"When I left, I never imagined that we would see each other again in the distant future, my dear old friends, and after all these years, you are still doing your duty and working towards the common goal we set at the beginning.

Compared to all your efforts over the years, I am like a coward who hides and enjoys life.

But our destinies have finally overlapped, and friends, I have glimpsed the ultimate power left by the Creator, and it is with my greatest thrill that I invite you to join this endeavor.

Steve, Marvin, and Ebberson, what about their responses? ”

"It's been a long time since anyone called us, Bach."

The tallest human mechanic let out a rattling laugh.

The mechanical prosthetic eye under his robe shimmered with a cold light, scanning his old friend up and down as he said:

"Of course, just as you led us on this path to immortality, we are still willing to follow your wisdom and dedicate our strength to a greater cause. But before that, we should probably end the 200-year work we've been working on for a long time, and we're only going to take one last step.

We're about to open that door."

The other two halfling mechanics also nodded their heads in unison, representing their thoughts.

"That's what I'm here for."

The scholar waved his cane and said:

"With the help of the Creator's knowledge and power, I have finally awakened His Excellency the 'Resurrection', and we will finally have access to the knowledge behind the door and use it as the key to a greater future. Come on, let's open that door. ”

He waved his hand forward, and the high-ranking members of the Church of the Mechanics around him swarmed around the returning First Leader and headed for the deepest part of the underground space, while Bertie, the shadow elf, carrying the biopod containing Penny, looked at the fanatical mechanics with fear and wariness in his eyes.

There are all sorts of races in these guys, even the elves and Songhai.

Although Bertie is not a physician, he is also a mechanic in the slave owner faction, and he can tell that many of the people in front of him don't need to change their bodies to machines, but they do it anyway.

This self-transformation is more like some kind of bizarre "initiation ritual" than a need, like the arachnid ritual that the priests of Lady Spider generally perform.

But this general self-transformation has been made into a church-like ritual by this group of fellows, and does it represent a belief in the port of Chardo, which is dominated by mechanical worship?

Birdie thought so, and he felt uneasy.

And after seeing the degree of self-transformation of these mechanics, he also realized what kind of way the scholar wanted to "revive" Penny, no wonder he had to say such things to himself in the car before.

Penny may be resurrected by the power of the Creator, but she will definitely not be the one she is familiar with anymore, thinking of this, the shadow elf Bertie subconsciously grabbed the buckle of the creature pod on his back, and he regretted it a little.

Perhaps, in the face of such an extreme "rescue", I and my mentor should try other methods.

"What are you thinking?"

Just as Bertie was at a standstill, Sarifo's deep voice suddenly sounded in his ears, startling the slightly weak shadow elf male, and he looked back to see the shadows dancing beside the slave owner's own side.

"About Penny!"

As if he had found his heart, Bertie told Sarifo what he had just seen and thought about, and the latter, after hearing this, shook his head and said:

"I've discussed this with academics, and Penny's case is unique.

The purification of her body by the power of creation means that she can no longer accept the cloning and resurrection that the Scholar faction is best at, and the only way to keep her alive is to let Penny die in the painful continuous purification.

There's no other way, Bertie, and we have to do it. ”

"Me"

The Shadow Elves wanted to hold on, but seeing Mistress Sarifo's expression and the determination in his eyes, Bertie knew she didn't have a chance.

He gritted his teeth, strapped his portable pod, and followed Sarifo forward.

In the deepest part of this subterranean space, in front of the metal structure that looked like an "inlay" within the rock wall, the core members of the Church of the Mechanics had already set up a formation here, several strange-shaped machines had been connected to some exposed pipelines of the Creator's Gate, and mechanics were using a very complex large-scale arithmetic orb instrument to debug it.

The scholar was talking to three of his old friends.

"I've heard that you've tried to turn my disciple Flywheel into a member of the Church of Machines?"

The scholar asked, and Marven, the halfling mechanical sage beside him, replied in a rather peculiar emotionless mechanical voice:

"It was an attempt, and after you were gone, Bach, your daughter played a bad emotional game between two promising young men, perhaps unintentionally, but bitterly.

Flywheel's relationship with Minks breaks down, the two engage in a stupid duel that results in accidental injury, Flywheel is banished and brought back underground by us, he is really talented, and he is just one step away from becoming one of us, and even taking the position of leader that has become vacant since you left.

But sadly, Flywheel accidentally meets a manipulative widow, who falls into the trap of affection for the second time, and finally chooses to flee home.

Ahh

Meaningless things only affect the efficiency of our research on mechanical power, which is why I have been trying to ask the cultists to remove the meaningless reproductive organs, so as not to affect their supposed bright and pure life. ”

"Uh, Marven, you're a little too extreme."

Scholar Bach Sr. sighed and said:

"More extreme than I remember, in fact, I don't think these two needs are in conflict, and it is precisely because of the complex and impulsive emotional factors that there are so many miracles in history where the weak defeated the strong.

But that's not what we're going to talk about today, about this door

We've been trying for 200 years but we still can't open it up with our engineering ideas, but that doesn't prove that our technical path is wrong, just because the accumulation of knowledge is not enough, and with the help of 'recovery', I have found the opportunity and the way to combine the two."

There is no place for psionic energy in the mechanical knowledge of the Creator, but psionic energy is already an indispensable part of this world, so we need to use this external force to help us develop both kinds of knowledge into our own mechanical mysteries.

I have returned here today to show you the new knowledge that I have advanced and summarized over the past two hundred years!

Based on the mechanical engineering of the Creator, a new system has been created by adding the clever variation of psionic energy as an energy source!

I'll call it 'Arcane Engineering.'" ”

He proclaimed loudly, and then went to the working Arithmetic Orb console, turning his mechanical staff into a complex external device, and then performing complex coding operations in it.

There was a device in his staff that resembled a fourth-generation orb humming, but the fact that it could be connected in parallel with the mechanical facility left behind by the Creator was enough to prove that it was far more technologically advanced than the current fourth-generation orb.

"Chief! It's coming in from outside! ”

Just as a group of core members of the Church of the Mechanics were watching Bach Sr. perform for them how to merge steam engineering with Creator knowledge in a "pilgrimage" manner, a panicked Mechanic member ran in and shouted:

"Minks, that shit heretic has come in with a bunch of vicious vampires! Our defence can't stop them, and they'll break through here in twenty minutes at most. ”

"I'll do it!"

Sarifo stood up, handed the "smart hat" in his hand to Bertie, and said:

"I'll stop them, and you go on."

"No, you're a guest, how can you let the guest do it?"

Old Bach, who was undergoing a complex reprogramming of the Door of Creation, said without looking up:

"Resuscitation, help!"

"Bang"

The scattered mechanical creatures that existed around in the loud noise were activated by the invisible consciousness in a ferocious attitude, and those mechanical beasts and engineering creations were activated, and as soon as they got started, they were in an overload form, squeezing the energy of the gold-burning power furnace and rushing in the direction of being broken through.

A few minutes later, as Bach Sr.'s fingers tapped on the console, the door to creation, which had been sealed in front of everyone's eyes for thousands of years, was restarted with a screeching sound, and the door slowly opened with the click of machinery.

The members of the Church of the Machines cheered excitedly.

This is what they see as a holy place, and now, they have finally obtained the right to go to the holy place for an audience.

Old Bach also withdrew his mechanical cane with a look of relief, and he turned back to Sarifo and said:

"Please also go to the ground, activate your shuttle boat and prepare to pick us up, the Land of Creation houses the computing units and core modules of the core AI of Eden, these are the key structures that must be sent back to the greenhouse of life, and only your shuttle ship can do this in this chaotic night."

"My boat can't carry so many people"

Sarivo glanced at the core members of the Mechanics who were at least a few hundred people around, and he said:

"You'll have to find another way out for them."

"Leave?"

The scholar looked at the slave owner in astonishment, and he wondered:

"Why leave? When did I say I was going to arrange a retreat for them? Rest assured, Your Excellency, my old friends will not be a burden to you. Everyone's destiny has an end, and this is their end.

You don't know yet, do you?

Dangerous waves have already arisen in subspace, and my old friends have spent two hundred years worshipping machines, fabricating beliefs and forming organizational structures.

They don't even know that they're playing something dangerous.

Considering the current situation, I don't think it's a good idea to have a mechanical god born, you have to understand that the power of the creator comes from the mechanical civilization, and once the mechanical god is born, it is easy to have a terrible resonance with those left behind in this realm.

So that's our third mission to the port of Chardo

Eliminate the Church of the Machines at their source, and destroy the Church of the Machines before they continue to burn. ”

"They have held out in this dark underground for two hundred years because of your orders! And the first thing you do when you come back is to kill them?! ”

Bertie, who was beside Sarif, couldn't hold back any longer, and he screamed:

"They say that scholars are the most cold-blooded and ruthless leaders in the Order, and they say that you treat all living beings equally. Okay, so that's how you treat your followers equally? ”

"Silly boy, you can't just look at the surface, it seems that you still don't understand the so-called truth, and many times it is contrary to what you see. I'm going to get rid of them as facts, but facts don't mean truth. ”

The scholar was not angry.

He looked at the angry Bertie with a disappointed look at the "fool", and made a gesture to the silent Sarifo, who turned away with a blank face, and then said to Bertie, who clenched his fists:

"Bring your little girlfriend with me, kid, we don't have much time left, I promise, as long as you are well-behaved, you will be able to see the scene of your lover's resurrection with your own eyes, of course, you can also waste time by punching me here.

You see, I don't care, but how long can your girlfriend last? ”

After saying that, the scholar strode forward, and Bertie hesitated, touched the portable bio pod on his shoulder, and looked at Penny's terrifying face in the bio pod.

He reached out and touched the observation window, eventually gritting his teeth and following.

This place of creation hidden beneath the Port of Chardo is quite large.

The explosion in Eden has severely changed the terrain here, but this place of creation is not hidden here by geological changes, it is intact as a whole, like a fruit pit stuffed into the dirt.

This situation only proves that at the time of the explosion, the management AI of the Eden District performed a dangerous spatial teleportation of its core module, and then something went wrong and caused it to get stuck nearly 700 meters underground.

The members of the Church of the Machines had already begun their "pilgrimage", and the three leaders had watched and touched the intricate and delicate mechanical structures with a reverent attitude, but the scholar ignored them and instead led Bertie all the way inside, relying on the "resurrection" authority to open the hatch to the core.

"Put her on that transformer!"

In the innermost operation compartment, the scholar commanded Bertie and said:

"Put the smart hat on her head, I will use the knowledge power left by the creator to code her mind, and choose a good enough consciousness container for her, you can't intervene in the next work, my advice to you is to take this opportunity to go outside and learn more, and by the way, help me download a little information from the external database."

Take this and go for it. ”

He tossed his mechanical cane to Bertie, who opened the portable pod, looked at the dying girl in it, and finally kissed her badly burned forehead in a farewell way, put his last letter beside him, and strode out with his mechanical cane.

After Bertie leaves the control room, the scholar activates the various programs in the area and easily enters a line of code on a hidden device.

After a few moments, a large warning character popped up in front of his eyes:

【Area self-destruct program activated!】 The countdown starts in 30 minutes. 】

——

"Boom"

Murphy's manic automatons exploded in a self-detonating tank at the start of the pounce, and the vampire was sure that it wasn't his hand, and then the mechanical creatures that stood in front of him stopped one after another, as if some force had taken over their authority and pressed the stop button at this moment.

"Is that you? Eden, it's rare for you to interfere so violently and anxiously. ”

Murphy grabbed his core orb and knocked on it, saying:

"It's all time, say something! What's going on up ahead? ”

"The self-detonation program of the operating unit of the drop-master control program has been initiated. The core algorithm replication upgrade has been initiated. Permission suppression has been initiated."

For the first time, the voice of Eden came from the core orb, an electronic sound that was uninspiring, but with an unconcealed anxiety in it, it reminded:

"It's self-replicating prevents it from getting the 'Greenhouse of Life' project response code, please."

"Who is it?"

Murphy asked, and Eden responded:

"Recovery.

It empowers itself as 'Recovery', with the goal of restarting the Life Greenhouse project and restoring the Creator's blueprint. It was created only for this purpose, however, it has been calculated that the first step in restarting the Blueprint of Creation in this day and age has a high probability of causing an 89.75% chance of the destruction of the existing civilization, which is a serious violation of the Creator's intentions, but it uses a logical loophole to bypass the decision.

The program is constantly rewriting itself to prevent it from seizing power but someone is helping it. That's a way of coding you've never seen before

Help!

Your Excellency, Administrator, quick! ”

(End of chapter)