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

Omicron continued.

"Why should we show goodwill to a lunatic who even dares to trample on the internal agreements of the Mechanicus? Why should we invest in him?"

"Trust? No, we don't need to trust him, we just need his 'integrity'."

Morse pulled up a record that clearly marked the transactions Leon had undertaken on Huangquan No. 8.

No one ran away from the bill, no one breached the contract.

Not to mention Huangquan No. 8, there are only a handful of sages in the entire Mechanicus who can do this.

Another sage chimed in: "But his disregard for rules is disturbing."

"rule?"

Morse seemed amused. "When has Huangquan No. 8 ever cared about rules? We pursue knowledge and technology, no matter where it comes from."

He paused, then made a more central point.

"Furthermore, Leon's performance during the Terran Crisis has proven his worth. He is the sage of Huangquan Eight, and his humiliation of Mars and his assistance to the Empire bear the mark of Huangquan Eight. We have always been treated as heretics by Mars, and his actions have given us an additional layer of protection against the label of 'heretics' in the eyes of Mars."

Huangquan No. 8 needs Li Ang.

The reputation of Huangquan No. 8 had long been tarnished by the slander of Mars, but Leon, who was born in Huangquan No. 8, was the ultimate savior of the High Wall and even the empire.

During this crisis, Leon had produced a great deal of heretical technology that could not be proven to be from the Empire. Through Leon, Huangquan No. 8 could prove to the Empire that heretical technology could also be used by humans.

He will become the 'window' of Huangquan No. 8.

If such a benefit could be obtained in exchange for a strike cruiser, Morse would feel that he had gained too much.

The temple fell into a brief silence. Everyone pondered the director's words and gradually realized Leon's value.

"be prepared."

Morse finally ordered, "When Leon arrives, I want him to see Huangquan No. 8's sincerity and whether he has the potential to afford this 'window'."

The sages bowed and retreated, but Morse's eyes remained on the star map.

His mechanical tentacles tapped the screen, which displayed information that a transport fleet had leapt out from Mandeville Point.

"Let's see, Sage Leon. How big a surprise can you bring us this time?"

-

The Sisyphus was the first to leap from Mandeville Point.

"We are already in the Vulcanis binary system."

Horner reported to him.

Leon nodded and observed the galaxy through the open porthole.

“It hasn’t changed much.”

he sighed.

Huangquan No. 8, his birthplace in another sense.

The Mechanicus internally trains its own artificial humans, who have been instilled with basic knowledge in advance, and promotes qualified ones to priests. Therefore, most priests are truly motherless.

Logically speaking, Leon, wearing the armor, has no chance of entering the Mechanicus.

But the good thing about him was that he happened to live in the period of great changes after the Horus Heresy.

During the Heresy, both of Acheron's Titan Legions defected to Horus, and the entire planet nearly fell to the traitors. However, a mysterious Eldar army appeared and helped Acheron defend its homeworld.

Since then, the alien faction that advocates alien technology has been gaining popularity within Huangquan No. 8, and eventually won the leadership of Huangquan No. 8 in a turmoil that was more like a civil war than a civil victory.

The Abnormal Faction, suffering heavy losses, could no longer wait for the training of androids and began recruiting talent from across the entire planet Huangquan 8. Leon, who had not been trained by the Mechanicus himself, took this opportunity to enter the Mechanicus' inner system and began his own journey as a mechanic.

Li Ang has always been grateful for this opportunity.

I just wonder if the mentor who was killed by him regretted forcing him to work like 007 for free every day when he was first recruited before he died.

After briefly recalling his past experiences, Li Ang ordered:

"Go ahead and apply to enter the Huangquan No. 8 spaceport."

Huangquan 8 is located in the halo belt of a gas giant planet in the outer part of the galaxy and is the eighth satellite of this gas giant.

It is magnificent to view the planetary rings and gas giants from a satellite located in the planetary rings, but this unique location also limits the development of Huangquan No. 8.

In terms of positioning, Huangquan VIII was not much different from subsidiary forge worlds like Phobos or Titan. The fact that Huangquan VIII had been developed into a II-Extremis forge world, just one step away from a Level I forge, was a testament to their strength.

But that's all we can do.

Just like the spatial issue Lifar had pointed out earlier, the size of a Forge World determines the upper limit of its potential. Huangquan 8's limit lies at II-Extremis.

If they want to go further, they have to seek breakthroughs in other areas.

Maybe this is why they came to me?

Leon thought about it and led the fleet to the spaceport. As soon as they disembarked, they were warmly welcomed by Huangquan No. 8.

Led by the Omicron Sage, the giant speakers of the spaceport erupted with deafening mechanical hymns, and the servo skulls that rose into the air sprinkled down a rain of motor oil that symbolized blessings.

The ceremonial servitors knelt before the people disembarking from the ship and chanted in unison:

"Praise the Omnissiah, praise the returning sage!"

Horner, Amidel, and the others who disembarked with Leon were all stunned by his presence. They looked at Leon in surprise, knowing for the first time that he held such a high position on Huangquan No. 8.

Only Leon, who had anticipated Huangquan No. 8's reaction, was not surprised.

“It’s quite a show.”

He just commented.

"This is the proper courtesy for a wise man who has made great contributions to the empire."

Omicron welcomed Leon: "Sage Leon, Huangquan No. 8 welcomes your return. Supplies and rest areas have been prepared for your entourage."

He stepped forward and whispered, "And, Foundry Director Morse Gamma looks forward to a personal meeting with you."

I really can’t wait.

Li Ang shrugged: "Lead the way."

Chapter 248: Technological Heresy and “Technological Heresy”

Passing through the gate of the spaceport, Leon and Omicron stepped onto a suspended track.

There are transparent force field barriers on both sides of the track, and below is the core industrial area of ​​Huangquan No. 8.

But the scene here is completely different from most of the Empire's Forge Worlds.

Not to mention the giant structure on the surface of Huangquan No. 8 that looked like a Necron Black Stone Obelisk but was branded with the gears of Huangquan No. 8, just on the track they were riding on, they could see what looked like Eldar runes driving the operation of the equipment.

The use of alien technology has long been ingrained in Huangquan No. 8. This is why the sage of Huangquan No. 8 is not very public, but still has a "great reputation".

In Li Ang's opinion, the style of Huangquan No. 8 has a more unorthodox sci-fi feel, which is more in line with the ideas of his sci-fi works in his previous life.

Unfortunately, this kind of science fiction is something that cannot be seen in the light of day in the empire.

"You guys don't hide it at all."

Omicron didn't care. He replied: "Knowledge has no source, and technology has no orthodoxy."

"Yes, I knew that a long time ago. Huangquan No. 8's survival strategy lies in 'pragmatism'."

Li Ang's answer surprised Omikron: "Sage Li Ang, you are indeed a member of Huangquan No. 8."

“Who knows, maybe I’ve taken it a step further?”

The two men said nothing more until Leon was led into the temple of the foundry director.

The temple sat atop a massive structure that resembled a black market obelisk. The light within the temple was as dim as a tomb, and it was in the deepest recesses of this tomb that Leon met Morse, the foundry director.

He was sitting on the throne, his lower body had merged with the throne base, and dozens of data cables were connected to the main brain array on the ceiling like blood vessels.

Compared to him, Kubik's transformation doesn't seem so radical.

Basic respect is still required. Li Ang stepped forward and saluted the casting director.

Morse also looked at Leon and said meaningfully:

"Sage Leon, although I have seen you in the records a long time ago, you are more 'alive' than I thought."

Leon knew what the other party was implying - the degree of his physical transformation was far below the standards of the Mechanicus, and he looked more like an "uncivilized" mortal.

This is actually considered heresy by the Mechanicus, which believes that metal is eternal.

"Efficiency is better than formality, Lord Director. This appearance will facilitate my interactions with many factions that are prejudiced against the Mechanicum, such as the Sons of Dorn."

Morse gave a mechanical laugh. "It seems we'll have a lot in common, Sage Leon."

"That depends on whether we have common interests."

Li Ang replied: "Compared to these, I am more concerned about the strike cruiser that Huangquan No. 8 promised us?"

"Of course it's here."

Morse's mechanical tentacles gently stroked, and a holographic projection of a battleship immediately appeared in the air.

The strike cruiser had sturdy hull lines and was painted in standard Imperial Navy gray. It looked unremarkable from the outside, but Morse switched the projection to reveal Leon's internal structure.

"It may appear to be Imperial Navy on the outside, but its interior is anything but. Its engines are specially tuned, delivering 33.7% more power than comparable models. The White Scars Successor Regiment once ordered this vessel from us, but they will never receive it."

Leon looked at the engine compartment in the projection. In addition to the traditional plasma array of the Empire, the engine was also inlaid with a set of Eldar-style crystal ducts.

"Do the White Scars know their ships use alien technology?"

Leon asked.

"They just need to know that it runs fast enough. Just like we just need to know that you, Sage Leon, can appreciate this kind of 'efficiency'."

That’s true.

While production was limited by scale, Huangquan No. 8 was technologically superior. They knew how to package technology that wasn't widely recognized by the Empire as legitimate. The level of packaging alone made Leon envious.

Although he was envious, he did not speak immediately.

He crossed his arms. "A chapter's friendship can't buy this kind of 'devotion'."

"really."

The director's voice suddenly dropped. "We don't want friendship, we want a 'collaborator.'"

Finally, we get to the point.

"We all witnessed your feat on Terra. Those arrogant Martians finally got a taste of humiliation. This is a good sign. It will tell those Forge Worlds that already have opinions about Mars but dare not voice them that Mars is not as invincible as they think, and it will bolster those forces opposing Mars."

Li Ang raised his eyebrows: "So?"

"So, we need you to step forward. As Sage Huangquan No. 8, become our 'diplomatic ambassador' and further boost the momentum against Martian oppression."

Morse got to the point: "Mars has had a technology monopoly for far too long. And you, Leon, have both the Empire's recognition and the identity of Huangquan No. 8. You are the perfect 'window.'"

"It sounds like you want me to be your signboard."

"No, it's 'partner'."

Morse corrected him, "In return, you will be given a position second only to me on Huangquan No. 8. Our technology library will be open to you, including those areas...'not recognized by the Empire'."

He paused for a moment, his mechanical tentacles tapping gently on the armrests of the throne, as if weighing the final chips.

"The chapters you befriend will also receive the full support of Huangquan No. 8. Even if you need it, the Death Bolter Titan Legion can be mobilized for you."

Leon tried his best not to gasp.

The chips paid are equal to the ambition. Huangquan No. 8 is willing to pay so much, so what they want must be more than their chips.

"You're quite ambitious, Lord Director! You want me to help Huangquan No. 8 compete with Mars for leadership of the Adeptus Mechanicus?"

Morse doesn't admit this: "I just think that the development of technology requires a free soil."

Li Ang had to admit that he was indeed moved.

Huangquan No. 8 is a forging world known for its technology, especially its technology reserve filled with alien technology. The knowledge stored in it must be of great help to his golden finger.

But after a moment of excitement, he suppressed his thoughts in this regard.

Huangquan No. 8 would not be completely unreserved when he arrived. The truly valuable technologies were all privately stored by the great sages. If it took hundreds or thousands of years to obtain these technologies, it would be a loss.

More importantly, doing so would only put oneself back into the Mechanicus system.