Warhammer: From the Devouring C'tan Fragments

After receiving the communication from the technical department manager, Magrath immediately told the other party in detail everything he had experienced.

After hearing the news, the manager of the technical department was so excited that he could hardly contain himself. He immediately led a group of technicians and rushed over via the transmission beacon.

As soon as they stepped out of the transmission tunnel, they couldn't wait to ask Magrath: "Where is it? Where is the ancient technology?"

Because the underground space lost the light provided by the flares and fell into darkness again, the technical department manager could not directly see the technological equipment and could only anxiously ask Magrath.

Magrath looked down at the burly technician in front of him and asked calmly, "Did you bring the lighting equipment?"

The technician quickly pointed behind him: "I brought it."

Two auxiliary robots were seen carrying a large device. This device not only generates electricity for lighting, but also directly provides power to large equipment, with multiple functions and is very practical.

"Let's light it up first! Otherwise, even if I tell you, you won't be able to see clearly." Magrath said calmly to the technician.

"Okay." The technician glanced at Magrath, suppressed his excitement, turned back to the two robots, and started fiddling with the large equipment.

Soon, the entire hall was brightly lit, as if it were daytime.

Under the light of the lighting equipment, the entire hall was illuminated as bright as day. The technicians did not need to ask Magrath any more questions, and they could clearly see the various machines in the hall and the huge tank.

"Wow! This tank is so huge, even bigger than the Apocalypse tank!" More than a dozen technicians were as excited as children. They quickly gathered in front of the huge tank and kept exclaiming in surprise.

"I really don't know what unique features this tank has. Can it bring new inspiration to our existing technology?" A technician stared at the huge tank in front of him, which looked like a small fortress, and muttered to himself thoughtfully.

"Don't think too much about it. Regardless of whether it helps or not, the key is to thoroughly analyze the performance of this tank first." Another technician responded.

"That's right. Let's figure out the situation first." Another technician nodded in agreement.

So the technicians gathered together and had a heated discussion, trying to find a way to copy the data of all the mechanical equipment here. Finally, they unanimously decided to find the power room first to restart these mechanical equipment.

"Captain Magras, please come and help find the power room!" Shizalak asked Magras for help.

This hall is so huge that it takes a dozen technicians a long time to find the power room. Moreover, there are so many Space Marines here. It would be a waste not to use this labor force.

"Okay." Magrath nodded to Shizalak and led the Space Marines to search for the power room in the hall.

Soon, after everyone's search, a small room was discovered by the Space Marines. When the Space Marines opened the small door, they found a medium-sized energy reactor inside, but the energy reactor was in a paralyzed state.

"Found it, the power room is here." The Space Marine shouted loudly into the hall, and Shizalak quickly ran over with the technicians.

Shizalak saw the paralyzed energy reactor and said with some regret: "It's a pity that this energy reactor has been damaged and can no longer provide any energy for this hall."

"Please bring over the lighting equipment we brought. It can also provide powerful electricity for this hall, which should be enough for us to copy all the data of these devices." A technician reminded Shizalak.

"Yes, bring the lighting equipment over!" Shizalak gave orders to the auxiliary robot.

Two auxiliary robots quickly moved the lighting equipment over, and Shizalak began to lead the technicians to remove the wires connected to the energy reactor and connect them to the lighting equipment.

Shizalak looked at the control panel in front of him, his lips curled up slightly, revealing a confident smile. He slowly reached out his hand, as if reaching for the fruits of victory, and gently pressed the start switch.

At this moment, he suddenly turned to look at the technician beside him, and said with a hint of joking in his eyes: "Do you think these old lines will explode the moment they are powered on?"

Hearing this, the technicians all turned around and stared at Shizalak with serious expressions. One of them responded solemnly, "No, I checked the wires carefully when I connected them. Although they are old, they can still hold up for a while."

After hearing what the technician said, Shizalak nodded with satisfaction and said with a smile, "If that's the case, then I'm relieved. I hope everything goes well. Don't let me down!"

After saying that, he cast his gaze on the control panel again and pressed the start switch with a firm and powerful finger.

With a low humming sound, the entire underground hall was successfully connected to the power supply. Suddenly, the entire hall was illuminated by bright lights. The previously dim equipment and instruments also came to life at this moment, flashing with mysterious light.

Seeing this scene, Shizalak felt a sense of accomplishment in his heart. He knew that he was one step closer to success.

He took a deep breath, calmed his excitement, and then gave orders to all the technicians: "Okay, start copying the data now."

"Yes." The technicians responded in unison, and then quickly separated and got busy.

They expertly operated their equipment and began copying the precious data. Each of their faces was filled with concentration and excitement, knowing full well the importance of this mission and that they must give it their all.

Shizalak came to the main console, connected the personal terminal in his hand to the console, and began to invade the firewall in the main console. After a few minutes of cracking, the personal terminal successfully obtained the information stored in the main console.

Shizalak looked through the information one by one, and one of the logs caught Shizalak's attention.

"**Thousands of years, 35 years, I don't know what's going on, my Iron Man personal butler, I feel like he's looking at me strangely during this time, and it makes me very uneasy."

"…The records are missing."

"**Thousand years, 36 years. The research during this period was very successful. We spent more than a year and finally improved the anti-gravity tank."