Warhammer: Angron Training Manual

Chapter 80: Nuxing Version of the Robot Servant

Qin Xia had no feelings at all about the myths and legends about the God.

He was shocked by the scene here, and he couldn't help but wonder what these bricks had experienced.

They were once living people, but the slave owners transformed them into the bricks they are today, making up the walls of this room, for the sake of research... or maybe not for research at all, but just to be able to hear screams and begging in this room.

"I said I could kill them and bring them relief." Crest's tone was extremely heavy, "But they said that if anyone was to bring them relief, it would be best to let one of the two gods, you and Angron. If they have the honor to do so."

Every word Kleist said made Qin Xia's breathing heavier.

The bricks looked at him with their eyes open.

Qin Xia almost subconsciously wanted to use psychic fire to painlessly and extremely quickly free these people's souls from their hellish bodies in an instant.

But in this universe, death is not liberation.

Qin Xia rubbed his nose hard, took a deep breath, and forced himself to calm down.

In Qin Xia's mind, a clear line separates enemies, friends and neutrals. He is as cruel to his enemies as he is to his friends. These poor souls who were tortured by slave owners in a more unique and horrible way undoubtedly have extreme hatred for the slave owners. They will be supporters, people waiting to be rescued, and firm friends.

But he still tried his best to make himself become the cold-blooded person he imagined in this situation, because only in this way, Qin Xia, whose emotions even the Grey Knight's transformation surgery could not deprive him of, could think of the best solution in this situation.

"No, killing you is not a relief." Qin Xia immediately stepped forward, placed his hand on one of the bricks, and sensed its internal structure.

He discovered that there was an artificial organ inside these bricks that could allow a person to maintain vital signs in any situation.

This is an emergency measure in ancient times described in the Murray family's books to preserve the vital signs of people with acute illnesses in an effort to prevent them from dying before they were sent to the hospital for more advanced treatment.

"How about this... How about this..." Qin Xia took a deep breath and said calmly, "I will create a mechanized body, put you inside it, and then use neural connection technology to connect you to the body, so that at least you can move freely..."

“It’s temporary, it’s temporary, it’s not permanent.”

"I will learn and master more advanced prosthetic manufacturing technology as soon as possible, until I can create a body for you that is the same as your normal body."

"If you believe me..."

Before Qin Xia finished his last sentence, the bricks burst into cheers.

There is no doubt that the bricks believe it.

"But you have to be patient for a few more days. Give me a few days to create the body." Qin Xia nodded continuously and explained eagerly.

"They've been putting up with this for decades," Kleist said.

Those bricks speak words of expectation and gratitude.

But Qin Xia looked at so many bricks with eyes talking to him. He couldn't hear anything and his ears were buzzing. He forced a smile and walked out of the room silently.

Arriving outside the inconspicuous tower, Qin Xia took a few steps, and suddenly slowly walked to a stone and sat down.

Crest floated to Qin Xia's side. She opened her mouth and wanted to say something comforting, but comforting others was not her forte.

"They are all crazy, in fact, all crazy." Qin Xia looked at Crest, "Those people who have been turned into bricks, they are laughing and talking, but that doesn't mean they are normal. They have been tortured crazy by the cage..." "I think so too." Crest nodded dejectedly.

Qin Xia lowered his head, covered his face with his hands, and gasped violently.

After his breathing stabilized, he put his hands down with a fierce expression on his face: "Those imprisoned nobles, Suya and her little bastards who were hung on the city wall are not dead yet... I want to transform them into similar appearances, and then stuff them into the weapons on the city wall."

"But if the time comes when we are faced with a siege and they can still control their weapons, will they open fire?" Kleist said worriedly.

"The Murray family has a technology called self-deprivation." Qin Xia thought about the solution, "A biochip that can implant instinctive behaviors in the organisms that carry it. For example, if I ask them to guard the fortress territory as a weapon controller, they will be reluctant, but they will do it. They will do it with self-awareness, just like a slave who has tamed his subconscious but not his conscious mind."

"If someone dares to attack here in the future, I will let them watch me instinctively control my weapons and blast those high knights and guards who might rescue them into ashes."

"It's just like I said."

Kleist listened silently and agreed to the extreme.

"Give me some time." Qin Xia stood up and walked towards the tower where he lived. "Just a little time will do."

……

A week passed.

The defense weapons controlled by the gladiators on the city walls had new operators, who were bricks of flesh that screamed and insulted the people around them. They called themselves nobles, and that the slaves, who were not of the same race as them, had no right to treat them like that.

But no one took it seriously, because after these nobles were retaliated against by the same means they had inflicted on their slaves, they were tortured to insanity in less than a day.

These bricks were inserted into the weapon's control seat, and cables connected them to the weapon.

They immediately became extremely professional weapons operators. While resisting their own fate, they instinctively controlled their weapons to rotate around the clock, searching for any target that appeared in their shooting field of view.

Those who had been transformed into meat bricks by the nobles now had metal shells for temporary use.

Qin Xia made the metal body as similar to a human as possible, with hands and legs, but the problem is that the metal body is essentially a robot controlled by humans.

Before he completely masters the Murray family's prosthetic transformation technology, these people can only make do with these metal shells temporarily.

After these people who were once meat bricks were liberated, they were settled by Brown in the northern corner of the fortress territory and allowed to live a normal life like everyone else.

But that night, these people used less advanced transformation methods to melt their anthropomorphic hands and weld swords onto them.

They asked the gladiators to teach them how to fight, they asked when the gods would launch a crusade against the other slave owners, and they claimed that they were ready to fight to the death for the two gods and bring the mythical liberation to the whole world of Nuceria.

These people are like crazy fanatics.

But their thoughts were understandable, because when they were turned into bricks and trapped in the endless years and physical cages, it was the legend that the Nuceria people once believed to be false that supported their spirits and allowed them to survive one painful year after another.

After learning from the gladiators that the crusade against the slave owners would only begin after production in the entire fortress territory was fully restored and an army could be armed, these people melted the swords on their arms, replaced them with production tools, and entered factories and underground mines like most people and the intelligent machines in the city.

(End of this chapter)