Chapter 322 Young People

Priest Diliya nodded, "So what do you think? I have never studied the equipment of the communicator."

"Uh. Remember Rebecca, the communication soldier who just joined the group a few days ago?"

"You mean that lively girl? Excuse me, her personality makes me feel that she is not a soldier."

"Your intuition is right, she is indeed not a soldier."

Lin Fan put his head close to Diliya and quietly told Diliya that Rebecca was Xiaoyi. Diliya showed a subtle expression of sudden enlightenment, "I will ask her for advice."

"That's right, do it quietly, don't let the people of the Mechanicus find out, Sage Chaos and others will not care about us, but it does not mean that other Mechanicus sages can tolerate the behavior of making new equipment."

"I know, I have done this a lot in the past few years." Diliya showed a gentle smile and gently nudged Lin Fan with her elbow. "I'm already very skilled at tricking those gear boys."

"But aren't you also a gear boy?"

"I'm different. I'm smarter, more flexible, and even more humane than them."

"This." It seems that Diliya doesn't think very highly of her peers. Lin Fan thinks it's better not to say bad things about others behind their backs.

After arranging Sister Selina and the Redemption Corps, Lin Fan asked Rebecca (Xiaoyi) and Diliya to develop a new communicator for the regiment. The old communicator is not very easy to use, although it is indeed durable and cheap.

But the hoarse and noisy voice, and the uncomfortable headset, made their communication a nightmare.

According to Domian, "I would rather stand in front of the beast suppressor rifle for a morning than listen to the tooth-grinding sound of scraping metal for an hour!"

The new communicator should be smaller, the sound and color should be clearer, and it should be easy to adjust the communication channels of different levels, instead of requiring specially trained signal soldiers to adjust with complex codes and input devices.

The ever-changing battlefield really doesn't have that much time to waste.

Rebecca provided the design drawings, and Diliya followed the traditions of the Empire and the Mechanicus to make useless modifications and disguises. At least this streamlined thing full of the future style of the Golden Age should look like the stupid, black and rough Gothic equipment of the Empire.

As for production, it will be delivered to Sage Chaos, after all, they don't have a whole production line. But Sage Chaos's mechanical ark can be produced inside, and all the tithes on the planet Landes are given to his ark to fill the endless shortage of weapons in the Legion.

++Is it interesting that the things on this design are on the stc template? ++

++Yes, it is on the stc template. ++

++Then where is the stc template, I must check and review it. ++

Diliya took out a fragment from under her robe. This thing was a fake template made by Rebecca. Only the design drawing of the communicator was entered into it, and the rest were meaningless waste codes and error areas.

However, when Lin Fan first checked, he coughed a few times, and knocked Rebecca's head with a bad face, telling her not to store so many color pictures in the hard drive in the future.

Color pictures? In Dilia's mind, a color gamut chart that the human eye can see, as well as a spectrum chart of visible and invisible light, would such a thing take up so much space?

The legacy of the golden age is really magical and great.

The review of Sage Chaos was over, and he pinched the broken STC template and stored it in the containment capsule.

++This design has been reviewed and no danger was found. However, according to the regulations of the Martian Order, the use of new civilian equipment requires 100 years of testing and inspection. ++

++We don't have that much time. ++

++I don't care, I must obey the rules. ++

Sage Chaos waved his hand impatiently, telling his cheap student not to pester him, otherwise he would start the gear-powered axe and tell her what it means to respect a teacher.

++This is Captain Soap's special order, not what I want. ++

++. Well, tell Captain Soap that he owes me, remember to pay it back. ++

Great Sage Chaos wanted to refuse this rude request, but his data core and logical behavior control system did not allow him to refuse.

Diliya looked at the huge Sage Chaos moving his huge body and asked this question out of the blue.

++Is it possible to maintain the appearance of a human and learn the gift of the God of All Machines? ++

++Are you kidding? This is not funny. ++

++I am serious, 100% serious. ++

Scanning Diliya with a cold eyepiece, Sage Chaos answered Diliya's question.

++The more you learn the truth of the universe, the more your flesh and blood will become a burden for you to implement the will of the God of All Machines. Do you think all sages are happy to be like this? ++

Great Sage Chaos showed a holographic projection, showing Diliya his past from a mortal to his current huge mechanical body.

++Did you see it? The more you learn, the harder it is to record the grand and sacred gift from the God of All Machines. It has only been 20 years since I installed an enhanced computing plug-in and installed a contemplative logic device in my entire brain. You are still very young and naive. ++

++Is there no other way? ++

++Why are you so resistant? ++

++I.++

++Ah, I see. Unnecessary enjoyment and so-called love of flesh and blood? I can't think of any other reasons except these two points. The Mechanicus has never lacked childish brats like you. ++

Delia was silent. Sage Chaos's words really hit the nail on the head. She had asked Commissar Kane and his girlfriend, the engineer, about their experiences before she came.

++I'm sorry, I wasted your precious time. ++

++Just know! ++

Sage Chaos left angrily. He could have used the time to explain to adjust the production line. Now he wasted 15 seconds, but he didn't know where to squeeze out this time. You know, he is very busy. He doesn't even need to sleep or hibernate.

Lost Delia left Chaos's mechanical ark. She walked into the transport ship.

A cheerful rock music occupied the interior of the transport ship. She knew that it was Rebecca playing songs from the old times. It sounded not much different from the songs in the wealthy hive, but there were fewer lyrics praising the empire.

"Hey! My dear~ Is it okay to communicate with the scary mechanical brain~"

Rebecca blew a pink bubble from her mouth, she leaned back on the modified chair and put her hands on the back of her head.

A general cannon. These things can only be made urgently by the Mechanicus, and each one is made on site and dismantled after the war.