Warhammer: The Time Traveler

Chapter 56 Another Experiment

Several days later, deep within the workshops beneath the desert, which had undergone extensive reinforcement and expansion.

In stark contrast to the desolation and clamor above ground, this underground space is shrouded in an almost sacred solemnity.

The air is filtered through multiple layers, making it clean and dry, with a distinct smell of ozone mixed with coolant. Only the deep hum of the stable operation of the energy core and the subtle hiss of the circulation system form the eternal background melody here.

The light mainly comes from the neatly arranged strips of cool white light at the top of the workshop, which illuminate the central area as bright as day, while the surrounding areas are hidden in orderly shadows, highlighting the core of this place—the complex device built to test the dimensional teleporter.

The dark gold dodecahedral ancient artifact was securely placed on a specially made platform cast from a special alloy.

Several energy conduits, as thick as an adult's arm and wrapped in thick insulation and shielding layers, extend from the fusion reactor that is already taking shape, like the blood vessels of a giant python, and are precisely connected to the reinforced interface on the platform base.

The surging energy inside the conduit is being continuously transmitted, and through the multi-stage voltage stabilization and frequency modulation system inside the platform, it is transformed into a stable and heart-pounding energy flow, which is then injected into the base of the relic.

Chen Yu's tall, dark red figure stood in front of the main control console. His scarlet composite optical lens was steadily focused on several floating light screens in front of him. Data flowed silently like a waterfall, reflecting on his expressionless metal mask.

The left-hand screen displays the core parameters of the fusion reactor in real time: power output percentage, plasma confinement stability, and energy conversion efficiency curve. All readings are stable within the preset green range.

The right-hand screen monitors the artifact's own feedback: surface energy field intensity, internal resonant frequency, and micro-changes in structural stress. A series of numbers and waveforms jump around, revealing the artifact's response to external energy input.

On the largest screen in the center, a control and monitoring program he had written himself based on his research over the past few days was running, with key status markers flashing between the complex lines of code.

Several mechanical tentacles of varying thicknesses, each equipped with different functional modules at their tips, quietly emerged from the support behind him and from under his sleeves, like a swarm of metal snakes with independent consciousness, in a state of readiness.

Their miniature force field generators, high-precision spectrum analysis probes, and emergency energy shunts are all preheated and ready to respond to any unplanned fluctuations.

"Initiating the first microchannel opening attempt. Objective: Establish a stable subspace information rift with a duration of no less than thirty seconds. Bandwidth is prioritized over stability, but controllability must be ensured." Chen Yu's synthesized voice rang out in the silent workshop, steady and clear, both confirming his own operation and informing the only bystander.

The servo skull hovered silently behind his left shoulder, the eerie blue light in its eye sockets following its master's gaze, synchronously recording every data change on the screen. Its metal jawbone remained in a slightly open, almost frozen state, as if holding its breath.

With a slight thought, a virtual slider on the control panel was precisely pushed up by one increment.

The reactor's output power increased by 0.5 percent, which is an extremely minor adjustment, but it is a significant step forward in such a high-precision experiment.

The low-frequency hum emanating from the energy conduit deepened almost imperceptibly.

The energy flow injected into the relic increased in intensity, as if the force of continuously knocking on an invisible door had increased even further.

On the surface of the artifact, the strange patterns that were originally as dull as if they were sleeping, and as if liquid metal was slowly flowing, began to be gradually "illuminated".

At first, it was just a faint, almost illusory glow, but soon the light became clearly visible, revealing a deep, dark blue that seemed to contain the stars.

The light inside the workshop seemed to be disturbed by some invisible force field, and began to distort in a visible, water-like manner around the relics.

A deep, humming sound, originating from the slight stretching and compression of space itself, began to spread, carrying an unsettling sense of oppression, and even the frequency of the micro-vibrations from the ground changed.

Chen Yu's mechanical tentacles began making extremely subtle adjustments, down to the millimeter. A calibrator at the end of one tentacle emitted an almost inaudible high-frequency ticking sound, fine-tuning the resonant frequency of the energy input; the other continuously monitored changes in the curvature of the space around the relic, ensuring that the distortion was limited to a safe threshold.

All his processing power was focused on this, with the focal length of the optical lens constantly being fine-tuned to capture the most subtle spectral changes and energy dissipation patterns on the surface of the artifact.

At this moment, he was more like a musician playing in a microcosm, every movement had to be extremely precise in order to guide the violent energy to play the desired notes.

Time slips away while you're fully focused.

Eleven seconds... twelve seconds...

Suddenly, an extremely tiny, yet exceptionally bright spot of light flashed into view!
It flickered and trembled violently, as if struggling to break free from some kind of constraint, extremely unstable, as if it would be completely annihilated or explode out of control in the next second.

Success! This is the miniature subspace channel he was trying to open, one that only allows information to flow through!

"Channel established! Begin receiving data stream!" Chen Yu's synthesized voice remained steady, but his speaking speed increased slightly.

Almost at the same instant the channel was formed, a highly compressed torrent of data, carrying distinctly different physical signatures and encryption protocols, surged through that unstable connection point like a flood bursting its banks!

All the indicator lights on the pre-set multi-band receiving antenna array in the workshop lit up, and the massive amount of data was greedily captured, buffered, and temporarily stored.

The entire receiving process lasted a full thirty seconds.

Chen Yu's gaze was fixed on the receiving progress bar on the central screen, as well as the energy fluctuation graph of the monitoring channel's stability next to it.

The point of light was constantly struggling on the verge of collapse, sometimes shrinking to the size of a needle tip, and sometimes expanding and twisting as if it were about to tear apart.

His mechanical tentacles made lightning-fast adjustments from time to time, as if taming a raging beast trying to break free of its reins.

The moment the progress bar finally climbed to 100% with great difficulty, Chen Yu flipped the switch to cut off the energy transmission.

The energy supply was cut off instantly, and the light inside the thick conduit quickly dimmed.

The point of light at the center of the artifact emitted a soft "pop" sound, like a bubble bursting, and then vanished completely.

The deep blue patterns on the surface of the artifact faded rapidly, like the receding tide, returning to a deep, dark gold that seemed to absorb all light.

The oppressive feeling of the distorted space in the workshop dissipated, the light returned to normal, and only the low, rumbling sound of the energy core remained.

"Test sequence complete. Data packet reception complete, verification passed. Channel closed as planned. No energy backflow or structural damage feedback detected." Chen Yu slowly, almost imperceptibly, released the "hand" he had been virtually gripping on the console, turned to the servo skull, and made a final confirmation.

Although the entire process was brief, the risks involved and the extreme demands on precision were no less than those of a small-scale battle.

The servo skull floated closer to the platform, its eye sockets emitting a more intense blue scanning beam that meticulously swept across the surface of the artifacts and the platform interface, conducting routine post-battle checks and recordings. The jawbone emitted a few soft clicking sounds, seemingly expressing a logical sense of relief.

(End of this chapter)