Chapter 102 Exploded?
Before everyone could react, the screen changed again.
The pixel version of the Slaanesh succubus walked to the statue of the God Emperor with a coquettish pose, and danced against the statue under the gaze of several terrifying eyes.
Blasphemy, too blasphemy!
Carter and others were all stunned when they saw this scene.
They turned their heads away and dared not say a word.
They dared not look, they really did not dare to look!
Ron felt a pain in his teeth, and he shouted angrily:
"Which heretic made the animation? Isn't this trying to hurt me?"
Only Moss was indifferent in the audience. He just felt strange:
"The circuit and data are fine, how could it be broken? It's impossible?"
Bang!
He used his usual repair method, and the mechanical arm knocked hard on the pixel mechanical screen.
However, it didn't work at all, and the picture continued.
"Quick, quick, turn off this broken thing!"
Ron had already reacted and urged Moss to turn it off quickly.
This pixel mechanical screen might have been corroded by some kind of chaotic energy.
Chaotic waste code?
Or is it a prank by the Chaos God?
Could it be the mysterious demon pilot Vashtor?
Vashtor's name echoed in the whisper of the communicator, scribbled in the most maddening corner of the waste code.
It is said that he specializes in twisted machinery and likes some crazy "innovations".
It is not impossible to do something with Ron's new gadgets.
In short, it is not a good thing, it is best to turn it off quickly.
If it attracts the attention of these monsters, it will be a disaster.
"I have cut off the power supply, but I still can't turn off the screen"
Moste chinned and thought:
"This situation is too rare, there should be some mysterious energy to support it.
As long as I have enough time, I can use the code to deal with this failure..."
Listening to Moss's words, Ron was at a loss.
What they lack most now is time.
At this rate of erosion, if it continues, those monsters are likely to crawl out along the network cable.
The dubbing of the animation at this moment became frantic.
The Slaanesh banshee panted and made more indescribable movements towards the great statue of the God-Emperor.
There were more and more demons, and the scene began to get lively.
Some demons looked at it lustfully; some demons held human heads to cheer the banshee up; and some demons were hacking and killing, and blood splattered all over the screen.
It was simply a group of demons dancing wildly!
As the emotions in the picture became more and more intense, the demons actually looked at the people outside the picture, as if they had discovered them.
Could these ghosts really have consciousness?
Such a scene was very creepy.
Bang!
Half of the pixel mechanical screen exploded, and the picture darkened instantly.
"Huh, it's finally over..."
Ron put the smoking arrow burst pistol back into his waist and wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.
It was too scary.
Playing the passionate blockbuster of the God-Emperor in reality, what a heresy and blasphemy it was.
If the God-Emperor found out that he had done this, he would have to use his psychic force to pull him over.
This matter must be kept secret!
But before Ron could react, the pixel screen suddenly lit up again.
It's not over yet, right?
Bang, bang, bang!
Ron was a little annoyed. He fired repeatedly until the explosive bombs blew the entire pixel mechanical screen into pieces.
However, it was not over yet.
Ziz——
The voltage in the laboratory became unstable and the lights became dim.
The densely packed pipelines sparkled, and a faint purple-black smoke wrapped around the pipelines and spread rapidly.
Looking at the end of the pipeline, the mechanical host in the center of the laboratory had long been wrapped in thick chaotic energy.
It was running wildly, constantly outputting chaotic information.
Fortunately, this mechanical host has not been connected to the Internet, and the impact is limited to this laboratory.
If the host has been put into use and connected to various institutions and industrial areas in the Royal Court District, it can output chaotic information to the entire Royal Court District in a very short time.
That would become a huge disaster.
"Destroy the host immediately!"
Seeing this, Ron made a prompt decision and asked Carter and other guards to destroy the host.
After receiving the order, Carter and other guards quickly walked to the front of the mechanical host and raised their bolt guns to shoot.
Bang——
Several bolt guns fired at the same time, the muzzles flashed, and bullets poured into the mechanical host like a tide.
After a round of shooting, the mechanical host had become scrap and stopped running.
But even so, Ron was still worried:
"Give up the Internet experiment, everyone evacuate here, and perform high-temperature cleaning on this laboratory!"
Ron and others evacuated, and the high-temperature cleaning team that was ordered to come completely burned the entire laboratory.
The cleaning team carefully checked the ashes and confirmed that there were no traces of chaos, then sprayed holy water and poured concrete to completely seal the laboratory.
After the cleaning team sealed the laboratory, they nailed a warning sign marked "No Demons" at the door.
The sign has the cleaning date and the time for regular review, and the main point is caution.
The cleaning team was newly formed by Ron. In addition to the cleaning staff, there are also priests accompanying the team.
Specially responsible for the aftermath of invasion and pollution incidents, high-temperature floor washing, dust raising and salvation one-stop service.
The cleaning team's current business capabilities are a bit rough, but everyone has their own expertise. As long as they work hard to study related technologies, I believe they will become more and more professional in the future.
The cleaning team left after reporting their work.
Ron looked at the completely sealed laboratory in front of him, feeling a little lost.
His Internet plan failed.
It seems that the technology of the human 3K era cannot resist the erosion of chaos energy at all.
No wonder the oil men of the Mechanicus are so cautious about new technologies.
To the extent that they block knowledge, implement a high-pressure policy on any independent scientific research, and strictly prohibit people outside the Mechanicus from conducting scientific experiments without authorization.
If a defective technology that is easily eroded by chaos is produced on a large scale, it will undoubtedly cause great harm to the empire.
They will study, translate and debate a mature technology for centuries before finally making a useful product.
Even in the production process, some complex religious rituals will be performed on the machine.
All this is for stability.
Ron sighed for a long time. This fucking Warhammer 40K, it is too difficult to make some inventions and innovations.
Boom!
An unknown explosion came, and the violent explosion caused the ground in the Royal Court to shake slightly, and the spreading shock wave shattered the glass in its direction.
At the same time, Ron's psychic perception could feel that there was a large amount of scattered subspace energy.
Shit!
What's going on?
Did he really go too far, exposing the location of the planet Ers, allowing the Chaos Demons to find and invade?
Ron felt guilty for a moment.
He looked in the direction of the explosion, where the Mechanicus had built a new mechanical workshop.
And the owner of that mechanical workshop was none other than the newly promoted technical priest of the Royal Court, Sally Caul.
Thinking of the fine traditions of the Sally family, Ron had a bad feeling in his heart.
Could that guy Caul have done something bigger than himself?