Chapter 1010: The first priority to become a mechanical sage is to learn to resist worldly desires

"What? A mechanic from Translancia came running and asked to join our Church of the Mechanics? Are they crazy? This organization is about to be scattered, who will jump on this sinking ship at this time?

Go!

Let them!

Don't bother me, I'm annoyed. ”

In the central area of the intricate sewer structure of Port Chardo, in the former stronghold of the Church of Mechanics, Marven, the great sage of the Mechanics, was packing up his things in his laboratory, looking like he was going to travel far away.

Faced with what his followers came to say, the somewhat world-weary great sage looked unhappy and casually sent his servants.

There is a reason for his anger and resentment.

His previous personal contact with Minks had made him realize that it was impossible to keep the Church of Mechanica's power in Port Chardo, which meant that he himself would have to become one of the outcasts.

This is really difficult for a halfling who has lived for three hundred years, and when he is old, he has to endure a wave of expulsion.

However, the experience of this Marven sage alone is legendary.

In the previous confrontation with Old Bach, Master Minks once revealed a trace of Marven's past.

He, Minks and the old flywheel are mechanics of the same era, but they are much older than these two geniuses, and compared to those two amazing talents in the field of engineering, although Marven is also a master, he is a step behind in talent after all, and what is even more unfortunate is that this guy suffered from an incurable disease when he was in the prime of life.

For this reason, he searched for almost all the cures on the mainland, and even considered joining the church of Avalon at one point, but the power of the gods could not repair the disease he brought out of his mother's womb, which made Marven desperate at that time, but he didn't expect that the visit of Minks and the old flywheel gave him a crooked idea.

Since the body can't be cured, let's use the halfling method to regain health.

At their suggestion, Marven joined the mechanical church that had just been formed at that time in order to survive, and under the personal guidance of old Bach, who was already a little frightened in his old age, he changed his prosthesis.

Marven's prosthetic replacement is not a pediatric replacement of an arm.

The first thing he did to himself was to replace his already fragile heart, and then to renovate a series of organs, including kidneys and lungs, very mechanically, the whole process took a full twelve years to complete, and continued to be updated and maintained for the next two hundred years.

As a result, Marven abandoned almost all of his body, made his brain into wet parts, and completed the self-salvation in a very evil and cool way.

But this salvation comes at a cost.

The purpose of Old Flywheel and Minks to let Marven join the Mechanical Church is not simple, it is that the disciple is worried about the mentor's mental state and specially placed an undercover agent next to Old Bach, but the blame is here, after the death of Old Bach, Marven's mission is over, but he chose to stay in the Mechanical Church.

This is also understandable.

After all, even in the halfling society, Marven, who has no two taels of flesh on his whole body, is an outlier among the aliens, and no other force will accept him as a "monster" except for the mechanical church.

Marven himself doesn't want to get involved in the struggle for power after the loss of the leader of the Church of Machines, he is essentially a strange person who likes to mess around, and likes to deal with machines more than to talk to life.

But his credentials are there, after all.

The first batch of followers and studied with old Bach for decades is not something that those ambitious latecomers can touch, and after coming and going, Marven has been mixed all the way to the position of the great sage of the mechanical church as an undercover agent, and he is really high and powerful.

However, Marvin still decisively chose to jump back when the call of Bach Sr. came.

As he said on the day, he became like this only to live, and the longer he lived, the more he feared death, he no longer wanted to be involved in any so-called big things, he had never had more ambitions, and now he just wanted to go on.

Until one day it is discovered and taken away by death, or forgotten by death.

It's a pity that after the other two great sages hung up, he was now the only one left in the stormy mechanical church, and he couldn't just leave these poor creatures alone if he couldn't annoy Marven.

Marven thinks that he is a mediocre fellow, and that he has gotten to this point by damn fate, so he pays more attention to mediocre mortals like himself than real geniuses, and he is willing to help these poor creatures who have nowhere to go and are panicked without harming his own interests.

Accepting the official solicitation of Transencia is the conclusion that Marvin and Minks have reached after a previous conversation.

Minks told him that it was the best of all the options.

Murphy and his realm are in desperate need of a group of mechanical talents, and with the vampire territory not having so many strict rules, and Transencia is in the process of rebuilding, Marven can create a better future for his followers than if he seized the opportunity to stay in Port Chardo.

Murphy even wants goats and gnolls, and the Mechanical Church is a real "high-end talent" who can definitely be taken care of quite well.

The old flywheel also persuaded Marven to accept the offer, but the old guy's idea was more selfish, because the old flywheel was tired of working in the arsenal and was no longer interested in making dragoons, so he planned to find Marven to go to the top cylinder, so that he could have more time to follow Mosna to continue learning the mysteries of Creator engineering.

Marven was struggling with these things that were closely related to the future, and he was naturally in no mood to discuss the initiation ceremony with a group of unobtrusive foreigners.

But Marven didn't want to talk about it, but he couldn't stop the players from being really enthusiastic.

A few minutes later, the door to the lab was pushed open again, and the panicked followers shouted:

"Great Sage! They're in! ”

"Who? Who's coming in? The Steam Lord's city defense troops? ! It's really down, everyone thinks they can step on Lao Tzu's head! ”

Marven was furious.

The Great Sage shouted angrily at the members of the group, and the six mechanical arms behind him popped out like spiders, allowing the psionic beam of cutting to be ready to fire.

This gesture startled the followers who came to report the news, and he hurriedly explained:

"No, Great Sage, not the city defense army! It's the Gentiles of Transansia, they've rushed in, and now they're taking up our hall and saying they won't leave until they see you! They also said that their desire to join the Church of the Machines was extremely hot, and that they were not entertaining us, and that they were talking about career bonuses, what version of the answer, and so on.

The brothers were afraid.

These barbarians are very capable of fighting, and our automatons have all been lost before, and are no match for them now. ”

"Huh?"

Marven's mechanical eyes flashed with confusion.

He put away his mechanical arm, picked up a delicate mechanical cane from his hand, and pulled his robe again, covering his terrifying countenance, which could scare crying children, and said:

"I'll go and see, you can help me pack up my things, bring all the artifacts with me, and then pack all the equipment I made into boxes, and if you lose one, you will lose an organ. Good work! Unless you're tired of your flesh and blood life. ”

"Huh."

The follower nodded, not afraid of Marven's intimidation.

No one in the entire church knows that Marven Sage is the most foul-mouthed but soft-hearted, and he will not personally execute punishments more than five times in the past many years, compared to the other two murderous and neurotic sages, Marven is simply as gentle as a mechanical angel.

At the moment when the Great Sage left the laboratory, the panicked halfling opened his mouth and whispered:

"Great Sage, we're going to be banished, aren't we? Will we ever be able to return to Port Chardo? ”

This question with mixed emotions made Marven stop, and he glared back viciously at his apprentice, who couldn't remember his name, and said:

"Good job! Don't think too much about what you shouldn't think, your mind can't think about such a complicated problem, as for whether you can come back, what's so good about this hellish place? The mechanics of orthodox engineering are a bunch of weak idiots, and we have to get out of here to make a big difference

Don't cry!

Wipe away your tears! Weak fools.

The day you join the Church of the Machines, you should know that only the cold machines in this world are the most trustworthy friends.

We don't need the mercy and kindness of others, as long as we have the machine with us, we can stride through this life, and finally disappear into the gears of the machine, becoming part of the desire to pursue knowledge.

Don't be afraid of the future, and don't dwell on the past.

Do your job.

I'm still here, and it's not your turn to think about this. ”

After saying that, Marven disappeared into the corridor with his cane in an awkward walking posture, and every mechanic along the way saluted the great sage with great respect, but Marven maintained a cold indifference and ignored these stupid guys.

He soon came to the "meeting room" of this hellish place.

It's actually a house with a lot of mechanical parts and broken items, but Marven doesn't walk in immediately, but hides in the doorway and activates his own sonic collector to eavesdrop on the players' conversations.

"Alas, Brother Loyalty, look at this mechanical arm, it's still seventy percent new, obviously you can use it by re-making the psionic link, these guys actually lost it, what a waste!"

"It's just that these guys keep talking about pragmatism, but they don't understand the idea of making the most of it! Look at this lathe, damn it, we all dreamed of such a good lathe when it was first developed, and these halflings just threw it here because it wasn't accurate enough. ”

"I think we're going to make a bipedal robot out of this pile of mechanical scraps, and look what I found! The mechanical gyroscope, I don't know where the mechanics dismantled it.

That's a good thing.

Take it back and show it to the bigwigs, maybe you can make a helicopter!

Brother Loyalty, where did you find this thing, this thing looks so weird, what the hell is this? ”

"I don't know, so I'm going to take this thing apart"

Hearing this, Sage Marven knew that he had to come forward.

Not only because he had already felt the "enthusiasm for studying" of this group of strange guys, but also because Brother Loyal was holding a self-propelled gold-burning mechanical bomb in his hand.

The idiot had no idea what he was going to dismantle, it was something that the Great Sage Stephen had made himself, and could easily blow up the entire hall, and who knows how it could have ended up in this pile of mechanical waste?

"Put down what you hold, outsiders, if you don't want to die here! Don't touch those buttons, it's already activated, hell! You all look like pigs' trotters. ”

The Great Sage originally wanted to make a very mysterious appearance, but before he finished speaking, he saw Brother Loyal touch the edge of the black iron ball, making it glow with a strange yellow point of light.

Marven anxiously activated the thrusters of his body and rushed over to snatch the bomb, and then the six mechanical hands behind him easily dismantled the bomb into pieces in a dazzling manner, and carefully put the explosion core made of high-purity burning gold back into his mechanical containment chamber.

When he had done all this, he turned around and was about to scold the unethical guys, only to find that they were looking at him with a very strange gaze.

To be precise, it is a variety of steam prostheses installed on his body.

Loyal looked at the six distinct mechanical assistants behind Marven, while the Medieval Evangelion focused on the mechanical visor and its perfectly modified metal body, and the other mechanics focused on the flame-like smoke from the steam thruster on Marven's body when it was turned off.

Although this is only a prosthetic design for a half-body shape, just from this set of fully mechanized bodies, it can be seen that there is something about the mechanical church.

Although it is not as cool and invincible as creation engineering, the scientific system of localized growth and development is obviously more suitable for newcomers to get started, and most importantly, it is this fantasy punk flavor!

"Master!"

Brother Zhongzhong's eyes lit up and he said loudly:

"Please take us!

We really want to join the mechanical church, we used to be struggling to find a suitable way, but now we finally meet, this is a godsend.

We are very familiar with Transasia, as long as we are accepted, the territory and production line of the Church of Mechanics will not have to worry, we have a whole arsenal to use as your base. ”

"Yes, yes, and the R-9 base."

The medieval evangelion said to the side:

"Our guild is about to take control of that base, and if you don't want to be in Transasia, you can reopen your base in the base left by the Creator, no, our common cause.

In other words, does your robotic arm sell it?

This thing is so cool, at first glance, it is a high-end product customized by private order, and it is so strong that it is stronger than those general prostheses on the market, so I don't know where to go, so I will install one. ”

"Huh?"

For the first time, the Great Sage saw a guy who was not only not afraid, but excited after seeing his mechanical transformation. Looking at the excited light in the eyes of these guys, Marven himself was a little scared.

Is there something wrong with these guys' brains?

He had the heart to refuse.

After all, although the mechanical church advocates pragmatism, they don't usually accept madmen, so he coughed twice, and said in a pinched tone:

"Well, I've seen your desire to study, but you've also seen that the Church of the Machines is in chaos right now, and we don't have any plans to recruit new ones for the time being."

"It's okay, we can do an internship first! Follow the things you make to adapt to the environment, in other words, do you still take orders now? We're going to build a few bipedal robots to give our fighters a boost of firepower.

Lo and behold, the drawings are brought! ”

"As I said, we don't have a new plan for the time being!"

Marven didn't like the stalking of the players in front of him, so he simply refused:

"The Church of the Machines is committed to the creed of 'Mechanical Supremacy', although we have gone the wrong way, but that has nothing to do with our beliefs, if you can't abandon your dependence on flesh and blood, and devote all your minds to the pursuit of machinery and performance, then I will not accept you on any terms.

So, please come back, guys.

Embarking on this mechanical path would mean a rather terrible fate, and you are not fit to be one of us. ”

"Huh? Abandon flesh and blood? It's so simple, you said it earlier! ”

Brother Loyal smiled, as if he had returned to the first day he met Little Sharon.

He stretched out his left hand and drew the knife neatly, cut off his right arm in Marven's stunned gaze, and took out the mechanical prosthetic leg in his psionic bag in a nostalgic gesture, moving the mechanical hand very skillfully, as his action of abandoning flesh and blood.

"I said"

Marven didn't have time to stop it, and other mechanics also followed Brother Zhong's actions, and a wave of "cult rituals" came to the scene.

This scene frightened Marven.

The Great Sage felt the third electrode in the core of his wet piece tremble.

What kind of crazy people are these Nima?

However, such a neat and neat move is quite in line with my appetite.

Playing with machinery is to have this kind of spirit that can't survive if you don't go crazy!

Well, anyway, the mechanical church has fallen to this point, since they have decided to sell themselves to join the family, it is not necessary to hold on to their bodies now, it is better to take this opportunity to show goodwill to the Transnsia, as the only remaining great sage, I really have to think about the poor worms behind me.

"Soul Joy!"

Seeing that Sage Marven nodded in agreement with everyone's accession, the medieval evangelion, who was already picking a prosthetic leg for himself, suddenly shouted excitedly.

This strange chant made Marven glare at him, and scolded:

"What is a machine soul, nondescript, you must remember that the mechanical church exists to seek the truth of machines, and we do not worship idols"

"Oh, noble sage, how can it be possible to do well in the Church and in our faith born of truth without a concrete point of faith? Please allow me to take a moment of your precious time to connect with our Gentile 'Master of Theology' Raven Brother remotely, and ask him to describe to you what we imagine the mechanical church to look like.

Believe me!

You will definitely be interested. ”

(End of chapter)