The Bizarre Adventures of the Oil Man, but Starting with Warhammer 32K

Li Ang snapped his fingers: "Wise decision."

Kaul was unwilling to remove his weapons, and Leon, knowing that he was now very insecure, did not force him. He took Kaul to the laboratory and asked Amidel to bring Licart's genetic sample.

He tried to have the Second Legion devour these genes directly, but just like devouring the greenskins, their gene detection nerves were useless on these over-enriched genes.

Li Ang could only determine that the encryption level of these genes was not as good as that of the ancient saints, but his own technical level was not enough to complete the decoding. So he planned to use external forces like Kaur and learn a few tricks from him during the decoding process.

Kaul took the sample handed to him by Armidale, but his attention was all on Armidale.

This soldier from the Second Legion caught his eye deeply. He looked at the Astartes again and again, as if trying to confirm something.

Li Ang waved his hand to dismiss Amidel: "Great Sage Kaul, I think we should focus on the matter at hand."

Cawl gave up his search and looked at the genetic sample in his hand. But it didn't matter if he didn't look at it. This one actually caught his eye more than the Astartes just now.

His highly modified vocal cords even revealed a kind of human astonishment: "The simplicity of this gene is incredible. Its encoding method is so efficient, with almost no redundancy. Every base pair seems to be the perfect product after countless optimizations."

Cawl had never seen such a highly efficient genetic sequence. The Blood Stack he possessed was undoubtedly powerful, but its mystery lay more in its ethereal subspace nature.

The mass-produced Astartes gene-seed was pure, but their genes were complex and unwieldy by comparison.

He suddenly looked up and stared at Li Ang.

"Natural evolution wouldn't have produced something like this where every part is dedicated to survival and killing, completely disregarding the inherited genome. Where did you get these samples?"

Facing Kaul's questioning, Leon simply shrugged: "Great Sage Kaul, everyone has their own secrets, don't they? Just like I won't delve into yours, we each get what we need."

Kaul realized that Leon was reminding him that their cooperation was based on a delicate balance, and his identity was not suitable for further investigation.

"Alright. I won't ask about the origin of this gene any further. But you must understand that the level of encryption in this gene is far beyond my expectations. Even I can't completely decrypt it in such a short time."

"I don't need you to decipher it completely, Archmagos Cawl. I just need you to help me parse the instructions for producing the chitinous shell."

Without the ability to completely decipher this set of genes, how can we know what is inside?

Kaul remained silent. He felt more and more that something was wrong, but his damned curiosity urged him to complete the task. As a sage who also did not follow the rules, he finally buried himself and began the work of extracting the genes.

The mission went very smoothly. In just a few days, Kaul had accurately separated the fragments of the chitin shell.

This chitinous shell can be adjusted to the user's will and is stronger than most metals. If it can be cultivated on a large scale, it can become a suitable material in many places.

Although curious about what Leon was going to do with it, Kaul had no intention of delving deeper. Having secretly copied the genetic data, he simply wanted to find a safe place to continue his plan. "Our deal is over, Sage Leon."

"Although it's not part of the deal, I do need one more thing."

"what do you need?"

"I also need data on the black carapace."

Kaul was stunned. He combined the chitinous shell that the organism naturally generated with the black carapace that had to be cultivated outside the body before being implanted, and he had a deduction in his mind about what Leon was going to do.

He looked at Leon again and had a new understanding of his boldness.

The sage in front of him, with a harmless smile, was trying to grasp the key to the taboo - although Kaul had already crossed that line, he was still shocked by Leon's audacity.

"How dare you modify the Emperor's sacred creation?!"

"It's just a minor adjustment."

Li Ang didn't care about Kaul's accusations.

For a moment, Kaul didn't know how to treat him.

Although he did this secretly... he was at least improving the Astartes based on the original prototype in the Blood Stack.

And this sage actually wanted to use an alien gene that came from nowhere to improve Astartes?

Absolutely ridiculous!

He didn't think Leon would succeed. Without the Original Blood Stack, the other party would most likely create those indescribable twisted creations.

If someone later traces these twisted creations and finds out that they were involved, their secret plans will be at risk of being exposed.

But inexplicably, he felt a sense of closeness to this sage.

This feeling is like a mutual understanding among similar people.

Kaul wouldn't let this emotion cloud his judgment and wanted to reject the deal: "This could lead to dangerous consequences."

"Instead of sneaking away the experimental data, I can directly give you a copy of the genetic material."

Kaul suddenly changed the subject: "But then again..."

The new type of Space Marines that Cawl envisioned needed to be comprehensively strengthened. Compared with the tendon cables and Belisarius furnaces that were already in sight, Cawl appreciated the possibilities that Leon proposed on the black shell.

He didn't think Li Ang could succeed, but as long as he had the genetic mother, he could try it himself. As an absolute genius, Kaul was confident that he could succeed.

Although the risk is a bit high, the value of a genetic parent that he has never even heard of is indeed high!

He provided some data on the black shell and even began to assist Leon in finding ways to replace or strengthen the black shell with a chitinous shell.

Just as Leon and Cawl were trying to fix the expression of the chitin shell's characteristics and find a way to connect it to the Space Marine's nervous system so that the Space Marine could regulate the chitin shell on their own, another visitor interrupted them.

Kohl had become almost crazy in his research, so Leon had no choice but to let him continue on his own and went out to greet this unexpected visitor.

Perhaps not surprising.

Leon arrived at the entrance of Moravec Foundry and saw an old acquaintance who was stopped outside by the Undead Army. This sage, who had previously shown off in Leon's presence, was now anxiously negotiating with Neos.

"I come to the Moravec Foundry in the name of the Forge General. I must see Sage Leon, right now!"

Neos, who was carrying out his blocking mission, looked at the sage of Pavonis with an expressionless face, not taking him seriously. Furious, Pavonis tried to attack, but was stopped by Leon who arrived.

"Isn't this our old acquaintance, Pavonis? It seems you haven't been doing very well since we last met on the Battle Moon."

Leon looked at the embarrassed Pavonis and said jokingly:

"How's it going? Has Mars finally adjusted his attitude towards me?"

PS1: "Sage Leon, if you are willing to submit to the authority of Mars... perhaps Mars will also understand your unconventionality and adjust its attitude toward you."

——Chapter 153 "What Mars is Plotting"

PS2: It’s not even the first day and I’ve already written 14000 words... I’ll try my best to keep it within 1.

Chapter 185: General Zhuo's request for help.

Pavonis's face was so gloomy that it seemed as if water could drip out of it.

Leon admired his dissatisfaction with great interest, and at the same time admired his self-restraint after his dissatisfaction.

"What does the Casting General want you to do with me?"

"Mars has determined that the demons are about to attack the Olympia Dune Hive. The Casting General hopes that you can serve as a reinforcement in the upcoming battle. Lead the troops you sent to the Martian surface during the chaos to join the battlefield from the side and help us repel these Chaos threats."

"Only these on the surface?"

Li Ang confirmed.

"We already have nearly a thousand Astartes and tens of thousands of PDFs you brought with you. This is more than enough to act as a flanking strike force. Adding more troops to command would only increase suspicion for both of us."

"Your attitude doesn't look like a request."

A playful smile appeared on Leon's face. He slowly walked to Pavonis and stared at the sage who once was so arrogant on the battle moon.

"I'm not the type to be ordered around so easily. If you want me to take action, you have to be sincere, right?"

"Isn't it enough that Mars has turned a blind eye to your occupation of the Moravec Foundry?"

"Sage Pavonis, you're wrong. I took over the Moravec Foundry with my own ability. Mars's 'connivance' was simply helpless. Besides, we still have a score to settle."

Pavonis's mechanical eyes flashed a dangerous red light. This Martian sage found it hard to accept the contempt of Leon, the technological heretic from Huangquan No. 8: "You still want to take advantage of the situation?"

"Robbery?"

Li Ang's smile gradually faded. "Your Casting General wanted to kill me back then. If I hadn't had some tricks up my sleeve, I'd be a pile of scrap metal in the Martian sand right now. How do you think we should settle this account?"

"General Forge was deceived by the Great Sage Augustus. We are now certain that he is the culprit behind this unrest. If you seek revenge, you should assist Mars in fighting against the Great Sage Augustus and personally put an end to this entanglement that has continued from Maxim to this day."

"I only care about practical benefits. If Mars needs my assistance, then I need the most realistic compensation."

"what do you need?"

"A void shield production line."

Pavonis hesitated; the reward Leon requested was beyond his authority.

Although void shields are widely used within the empire, the schematics for this technology have long been lost.

Due to the lack of understanding of its manufacturing principles, the production of void shields now relies on the remaining STCs and the monkey version of STCs copied by the Mechanicus by data craftsmen. Directly providing a complete production line is also something that Mars must carefully consider.

"I need to consult the Casting General."

Pavonis conveyed Leon's request to Kubik, to which most of the Foundry Council were opposed.

"The Void Shield production line on Mars is a valuable asset to Om Messiah. Even if only a small production line is given, it will cause Mars to suffer a one-percentage-point drop in production efficiency that will not be recovered for at least thirty years. This is unacceptable!"

But Kubik promised: "Tell Leon that there is a void shield production line in the Olympia Dune Hive. If he wants it, he has to come and get it himself."

The vanguard of the Skitarii has detected the traces of the Chaos Knight family. Since the Firebee Legion will not fight with all its strength, he really needs Leon's assistance.

A void shield production line is acceptable, and Kubik believes that this move will help Leon spare no effort to support the defense of Mars.

The news of the Casting General's agreement was passed to Leon through Pavonis. Leon was quite dissatisfied with the Casting General's behavior of getting something for nothing.

But on second thought, he realized that this decision to let him "take delivery" himself could also be a form of privateering license in a sense.

Perhaps Firestar didn't think he was powerful enough to plunder a hive?

"When will you need our assistance?"

Leon asked.

"Depends on when the demons attack, but it won't take more than a week."

This time was enough for Maxim's belated reinforcements to arrive at the battlefield.

It is also enough for Leon to complete the finishing work at the Moravec Foundry.

Although he didn't know whether the Battle Moon would take advantage of this period to attack Terra, Leon had to first resolve the issues on Mars before he could consider this.

He made a pact with the Fabricator-General, and Pavonis remained here as a liaison with Mars.

Leon ordered Neos to put the sage under house arrest, and at the same time returned to the laboratory, intending to complete the finishing work with Caul.

Leon benefited greatly from working with Cawl. This great sage might not have the same golden fingers as himself, but his technical level in Warhammer was unparalleled.

Li Ang learned a lot of technical skills from him. He believed that even if Kaul left, he would be able to complete more difficult projects on his own.

"The research on chitinous shells is going smoothly. We have initially found a way to use them to replace black shells. Most importantly, the chitinous shells can be directly connected to the nervous system."

"Once this technology matures, the recipient will be able to freely adjust it and avoid the original process of adapting the black shell to the power armor, and can directly wear the power armor."

Kaul briefly outlined the current progress and said he was very satisfied with the results so far.

This improvement can speed up the transformation of Space Marines and make them more compatible with power armor.

Having reaped the benefits of this gene, Cawl felt he could increase the originally envisioned twenty-two Space Marine surgeries to twenty-three.

Of course, this preliminary result will need at least a century of research before it can be put into practical use. This is not something that can be achieved in the Moravec Foundry.

Li Ang also understood this truth. His cooperation with Kaul had come to an end.

Kaul packaged the experimental results and handed them to Li Ang: "I think I can have my own private laboratory now, right?"

"Of course, when I'm gone, the entire Moravec Foundry will be yours."

This surprised Kaul a little, but he soon realized something: "The final battle is about to begin?"

"Hmm, General Forge even came to ask me to send troops. Great Sage, what do you think of the outcome of the war?"

"It's just a matter of how much the losses will be, and whether or not to change the forging general. Mars will not lose."

As a great sage of Mars, Cawl was well aware of Mars's strength. Even without mentioning the massive weapons sealed in the underground labyrinth, the purpose of which even the oil man himself couldn't figure out, the skitarii at the disposal of the sages alone numbered in the tens of millions.

As long as the demons' power grows to the point where they threaten everyone's interests, these selfish sages will unite. Once production is restored, their armies will be able to tear these demons to pieces.

"So the Casting General only needs my assistance to keep his position..."

Li Ang seemed to be lost in thought.

Caul remained silent. He didn't care about the situation on Mars at all. He cared more about Leon himself than that.

"Your next plan is to assist the Casting General and launch an attack on the demons?"

"Of course, I must personally collect the reward he promised me. Afterwards, I will take away all the necessary production lines, and this Moravec Foundry will be left to you."