Chapter 358

Griffin five casts the world.

The sewage on the surface and the poisonous gas in the atmosphere have been cleaned up.

Although, the whole world, still bare.

Lifeless!

However, the huge amount of fresh water brought by comets falling on the earth is melting.

Icebergs, slowly dissolving.

Water, it began to appear again on the surface.

And began to form rivers and lakes.

In the sea, which has been dried up for thousands of years, moist soil also appeared for the first time.

The sound of running water, even under the surface of the earth, also appears.

One by one they are working hard to hear the sound of running water.

I don't know why, these have been removed from the frontal lobe, and even inserted transistors in the back of the brain. They are fixed in a position and become brain servants. They suddenly feel something.

Their spirit began to resonate with each other.

And around the gears, levers, engines and the interior of the steel.

The joy of the machine soul can be easily felt by even the lowest rank soldiers of the teaching and nursing army.

In the pious engine, in the gear of loyalty.

The machine spirit is cheering.

All the hammers are inspired by it.

The steel Sonata also appeared in the rushing molten iron.

So all the mechanical priests and technicians knelt down.

They began to extol the great spirit of opportunity.

Praise his name, praise his spirit.

"Ring the Bell once..."

In chorus of praise.

All gears, as if without the concept of friction, become permanent machines.

Click! CLICK!

Huge forging hammer, working efficiency, instant increase dozens of times!

And in the red molten iron, silver things are flowing.

So

Under the witness of all people, the molten iron flowing out of the pipe is imbued with the power of the spirit of all machines.

One after another, the brain servants, who had lost their thinking and thinking ability, suddenly made a sound in their already shriveled vocal cords.

"The way of steel is materialistic!" "For machinery is truth!" they chanted in unison

"It's him to be more steam riveted!"

The praise of the brain servants gradually becomes grand.

Like Sanskrit singing, it reverberates in the ears of every mechanical member and in the electronic circuit.

"Namo Gatlin is also him!"

"He is the father, the virgin, and the Holy Spirit!"

"Millions of turrets are his glory, and the roaring engine is his sermon!"

"You should walk in his way, just like machinery walking on the earth, engines roaring, steel melting and casting!"

"Flesh and blood are bitter and weak, steel is eternal! Amen

In this great praise and holy chant.

At this moment, all the molten iron flows out, as if there were life wriggling up.

The silver light rises and falls in it.

The will of steel reverberates in it.

Finally, with the help of hammers.

People saw that pieces of metal, like liquid, like life, were hammered out.

The moment you see these metals.

You know.

This is God's grace!

It's also a gift from God!

It's the great spirit of opportunity, the supreme holy steel.

From the great mechanical heaven of creation - liquid metal!

It is the reward of the spirit of all opportunities to his devout followers.

They are rewarded for their piety, and they are also rewarded for practicing the road of machinery and steel.

A total of 320 pieces of liquid metal.

Each piece weighs four tons!

Amunia, look at these liquid metals blessed by steel and praised by machinery.

He closed his eyes and felt the knowledge from the gears and levers excited by the blessing of the spirit of all machines.

The mechanical warrior design, called terminator, has been loaded into his brain.

Amunia stood up and looked at all the machine servants and members of the mechanical education in the whole casting world.

"The great spirit of all opportunities has brought down the enlightenment!"

"We need to build a strong army of terminators to defend our faith."

"Against the blasphemy from the puppet emperor!"

"I now demand that all faithful believers participate in the selection of the terminator."

"All of us must die generously for the great spirit of opportunity."

The death rate will be very high if the terminator is transformed.

At least half!

But

Die for faith, die well!……………………

In the afternoon, Ling Ping An leans on the back of his chair and is sleeping.

He was a little sleepy when he was full.

It's just

In his confusion, he seemed to hear some strange sounds.

"For you..."

"We will die generously!"

It seems that there are countless people, in front of him, loudly swear.

Ling Ping'an listens, but mumbles.

"For me?"

"No, no, no..."

"No one needs to do anything for whom..."

Even if a little confused, he still sticks to his original intention.

He mumbled, "Confucius says Chengren, Meng says righteousness..."

"Apart from benevolence and righteousness, there is nothing that needs sacrifice to fight for..."

So he woke up.

Open your eyes, the bookstore is still quiet.

His cat, lying down by the counter, fell asleep.

The clock on the wall, ticking away.

It's three o'clock!

"Well..." Ling Ping'an shakes his head to make himself sober: "what did I just say?"

"It's like saying," Confucius says benevolence, Mencius says righteousness. "

"How strange! How could I say that? "

Unfortunately, just in the confusion, a lot of things are confused.

"Forget it..." He shook his head. Since he couldn't remember, he began to code.

………………………

Allen's orbit.

There's another ship in orbit on the planet.

Titan's main fleet, finally arrived.

Ethers, look at the planet in front of you.

All over the world!

It's just

In addition to the remains of the battlefield, the ethers also saw the city.

In the city, people are cleaning up collapsed buildings.

Countless bodies of the great devourer are being gathered.

"What's going on?" An old aether looked at everything in front of him.

What about the big devourer?

Allen star With the power of a single ball, to resist the ravaging of the galaxy's big devourer?

How could it be?

What happened?

The old ether is in doubt.

From one detector, he saw that on the other side of the planet, one after another was crooked and looked disorderly. There was no sense of beauty or technology to speak of. The vehicles that could only be described as garbage were being launched from the ground.

What he couldn't understand was that

The Titans on the planet are driving heavy transport vehicles.

Will be countless machinery and minerals, sent to those who are in the outskirts of the planet, skipping, careless call of the green hands.

These green skins are making use of the machinery and scrap iron sent to produce and manufacture various vehicles.

There are rockets.

There are spaceships.

What's more, it's a bare solid iron bar.

But

These things, though, do not conform to any aerodynamics, much less to any common sense.

But they just can fly.

On the other side of the planet near earth orbit, there are tens of thousands of large and small aircraft, are forming teams.

The old aether felt that his world outlook had been completely subverted.

The big devourer failed?

Green skin doesn't have Waaagh?

Is

In the universe, there is a blood axe clan?

So

The ether presses a button and connects to the planet command center on the ground.

He couldn't wait to know, what happened?

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