"This is the 'Book of Hypocrites.'" On the Claw of Destruction, Rika Fujimaru placed a small book of mortal size on the table and introduced it to everyone present.

The Iron Hands sitting around the table were a little puzzled by this. They could not see anything worth mentioning about this small book, which was of ordinary thickness and material, apparently only existed as a paperback book, and seemed to be difficult to preserve even for more than a century under normal circumstances. Only the think tank brother moved uneasily and asked, "Is it ...... Is it a ritual prop? ”

Rika Fujimaru nodded: "To put it simply, this is one of the basic points of Mr. Ferus Manus, who is currently a subspace creature, in the real universe. ”

The atmosphere in the room tense up in an instant, and even Ferus himself, who was arguing with Adjutant Fish, about what he planned for the future, turned his attention around.

"This is an additional ceremonial anchor point that I added after you decided to return to Medusa after resting, so it won't be a big problem if it breaks." Rika Fujimaru pushed the small book from the table to the think tank, "But if the book is broken, the anchor point he uses to locate it will be reset from 'around the book' to 'around me', so it's better to hide it." ”

The think tank nodded hurriedly, found a small reliquary from the power armor out of nowhere, took out a metal talisman from the static force field inside, and picked up the book of the puppet minister from the table with obvious excessive caution and put it upright in the vacated static force field.

In this atmosphere where everyone was not even consciously breathing lightly, the Iron Priest couldn't help but ask in a low voice, "Isn't this, uh, 'ritual anchor' a form that is more conducive to long-term preservation?" ”

The natural lifespan of ancient people is far less than that of mortals who are blessed with rejuvenation technology at the moment, so Fujimaru Rika did not match this idea. Confused, she asked, "This is not a weapon, just keep it in a safe place." Even if a book is left on the shelf and left alone, it can be stored for fifty or sixty years under the right dry and wet conditions, isn't this long enough? ”

This difference in perception and sensibility to measuring time made the Iron Hand feel a slight sense of disobedience. Ferus interjected in time to interrupt the children's thoughts: "She's right, I don't plan to spend that much time in reality on the basis of rituals. ”

What he wanted to express was that such a long period of time would definitely be enough for him to successfully strengthen his spiritual base, complete the aether shell, and be able to ignore the barrier of the curtain like Conrad Coetz and move freely in the real universe with all his strength. But this is heard by the Iron Hands who are currently in the limelight, and they will only interpret it in a bad direction.

In order to avoid embarrassment, Rika Fujimaru pretended not to be aware of the instantly slippery atmosphere in the room, and directly opened the next topic to Ferrus: "Now, we have to start thinking about what to use to completely anchor you to reality, and the energy supply after that." ”

The atmosphere around him rose back to a state of "high morale" in an instant, and Rika Fujimaru still didn't notice anything: "Taking Conrad Coz as an example, the two core points in his body are undoubtedly two hearts - one heart is the concept of the planet 'Nostramo' itself, and the aether generated by the natural breath of the star soul can provide him with the energy to maintain the aether shell, move freely in reality, and even reveal his essence; The other heart was forged from the steel of the aurora and the pure gold of Nostramo, which served as an anchor point for his own strong karma, and on the other hand, it also steadily echoed the previous heart, so that the aether of the shell was in balance with his own true aether. But each primordial has a very different structure at the beginning of its design, and I don't think a similar set will work well on you. ”

After watching the previous process and knowing very well how troublesome all the above steps were, Ferrus nodded: "It's okay if you don't have the same design, I don't want to blow up Medusa because of this." ”

- Nostramo's star soul in the illusion can be accompanied by Konrad Coz, and the prerequisite for its existence in reality is that Nostramo's star soul has already dissipated 10,000 years ago. If Ferus were to try to complete his own body with the same design, then he would first have to "kill" his home planet by all means.

However, he muttered beside him, "Isn't it okay?" Castimir Fish apparently didn't see anything wrong with that. So in the next second, Mr. Adjutant liked to mention the "punishment of love" of his genetic father, and was slapped on the table from behind by a literal iron hand. The fall of a Space Marine didn't bother the table itself, but the vibration it produced scared the only mortal directly across it into a step backwards.

"Don't say such stupid things, do you want to go into confinement too?" Ferrus asked angrily.

By the way, Marcan Ferros, the Iron Father who was supposed to preside over this meeting, is currently in the confinement chamber. I don't want to mention the specific reason, anyway, Ferrus said that as a mature and efficient primordial, he would deal with it himself.

After a short period of thought, Ferrus asked, "What are you going to do with St. Giles?" ”

"I have a vague idea, but I'm sure his designs are never going to work on any of you else." Fujimaru Rika, who was back at the table, said firmly, "I'll have to see the environment of the three stars of Bar to finalize the specific process, but - you should have studied the draft design of the 'Chaldean Lighthouse', right?" ”

Ferus thought about it for a few seconds, and suddenly realized: "In module four, those redundant energy lines were left for him?" ”

"His affinity with his home planet is greater than all of you—the angelic faith there has been clearly directed at him since the days of the Great Expedition, and no other primordial has done so. This connection even allowed him to place his core outside, considering the strategic importance of the 'lighthouse' itself after it was built, it would definitely be under the heavy protection of the level of 'whoever can push to the bottom of the tower that the empire is basically finished', and it is estimated that it will not cause any problems to put the anchor point of a primordial body there. ”

Fujimaru Rika paused for a moment, and added: "But I don't know if this can be done yet, after all, you also know his state, and the premise of everything is to find a way to collect his broken soul first." If the project is still hopeless when the project progresses to that point, then the No. 4 module must be greatly changed in terms of output and operating principle...... Far from it. In short, the choice of anchor and core is also related to your nature, and it does not necessarily have to be related to the home planet. ”

The confused Iron Hands sounded a little confused. They basically didn't understand what their genetic father and the Inquisitor were communicating, but the fact that the Inquisitor wanted to build a tower as the basis for St. Giles' life was still vaguely understood. This thing can't be said to be inappropriate in a symbolic sense, but it doesn't seem to be very appropriate in a strategic sense either, eh...... Anyway - did the Angel of the Holy Blood agree to this?

But Ferus did not speak. If the Iron Hand Primordials, who are masters of strategy and tactics, acquiesce to this, then it seems that they, the heirs of the Legion, should not object. After about two seconds of silence in the room, Ferrus spoke again:

"If you only think about ether for energy, if you can properly handle the conversion problem, isn't it okay to use electricity?" Primordial, apparently studying the entire energy system on the Storm Boundary, said lightly, "In that case, I should have collected a 'generator' from the Dark Tech Age in some Mimil treasury." ”

Then this has to involve the corresponding energy loss, the transformation of virtual and real, and the combination of material entities and the essence of subspace...... Considering that your essential form is also a quasi-mechanical product, this fusion is theoretically possible, but I think it will definitely hurt. Fujimaru Rika judged, "You also know the whole process and the risks involved, so I won't mention more technical points to you." As for your official anchor in the real universe - I heard the emperor say that your skull is still Medusa? ”

The atmosphere suddenly became awkward, but Ferus himself admitted it very calmly: "Indeed. Those two core problems are solved. I'll be dealing with these issues on this return voyage to Medusa, which will take about five to eight months. We'll get back in touch at that point to decide in detail what to do next. ”

They didn't mention how to get in touch with each other, as if they had already agreed on the means to deal with it. Fujimaru Rika nodded without hesitation: "Okay, if it goes well, I should be in Baal in five to eight months, and I really need to contact you again." ”

With that, she rose from the table again, signaling that the issue was over, and that the Iron Hands, who had been forced to adopt an unfamiliar meeting style, could be disbanded. The Iron Think Tank carefully picked up the relict talisman from the table and prepared to immediately return to his chamber and carefully rearrange all the important items.

But at this time, he was driven by an inexplicable sixth sense to turn his head again, and happened to see Fujimaru Rika, who was also about to leave, as if he had been punched in the air by the face door out of thin air, and fell down without warning and without a word.

He heard the exclamation first, and then he reacted, and it was he who shouted out of surprise: in that moment, he felt the emperor. The touch was fleeting, but he would never admit it.

Before the panicked mood of the think tank disappeared, Rika Fujimaru, who seemed to have lost consciousness for a short time, had regained her feet with the help of the Iron Priest. Blood was pouring out of her nostrils like a stream from what had just happened, but she herself just took a handkerchief from her pocket and covered her face with a rather unimpressed expression.

"Please borrow your Star Chorus." She said sullenly after the handkerchief was covered, "The emperor has sent me a star language, which I can't read." ”

Mi (six o'clock).

(End of chapter)