Chapter 39 Channels

"What are you talking about? How do I not know who the fraudster is?"

When Qin Mo mentioned the fraudster McPherson, his mimetic eyes stared straight at Qin Mo, and his ever-changing face was full of doubts.

Qin Mo thought that the mimicry might make excuses and curse, but he didn't expect that it would be completely ignorant of the fraudster McPhitlan.

However, this does not completely prove the identity of the mimic, nor does it prove that what he said before is true.

It is impossible for any C'tan to be unaware of Maphitlan the Deceiver, who once deceived the Necrontyr, the Necrons.

It also makes the star gods believe that the most delicious thing in the universe is not the soul of intelligent creatures, but their own kind, that is, other star gods.

And the ability of a fraudster to engage in fraud is the highest in the universe, and it can even reach the highest level of a liar: he can even deceive himself.

Qin Mo believes that mimicry is either the fraudster McPhitlan, or it is fragmented and blurred memory, everything he said is half-truth, half-false, or even completely false.

"I'll give you two hints." Mimic stabilized into a human form, and raised two fingers: "First, your strength is gradually recovering, and the longer it takes, the better for you."

"What about the second?" Qin Mo asked.

"Second, don't think the war is over when you kill the bugs of those bugs."

"How to say?"

Although he knew that what Mimicry said might be false, Qin Mo still wanted to get more information from him, which could at least be used as a reference condition.

"The planet you are on is being corrupted, and the gene stealers and you are actually just victims of the game of many forces."

"I can predict the future to a certain extent. I must remind you that when you leave the bottom nest, be careful of the first person you see. He is a believer of evil gods."

Mimic's voice is also ever-changing, but what it says are the most straightforward words.

Although Qin Mo didn't completely believe what Mimicry said, he thought that the most admirable thing about this Star God was that it was not a riddler. Just for this point alone, it was N times stronger than the so-called prophets of the Spirit Race.

"Thank you for your hint. This is no longer a hint but a clear answer. I will refer to it as appropriate." Qin Mo said.

"You will know that I am right, and I will help you become the ruler of those human beings, but you have to atone for your past betrayal." Mimic stared into Qin Mo's eyes, trying to find a trace of guilt.

But can't find it.

Qin Mo pointed to his head and said, "You know that I'm still a human mind now, and I'm not being taken away by the creator you said?"

"Yeah." Mimic nodded.

"Then why should I make amends? I was somehow dragged into this universe, and somehow merged with a star god, and I have never helped the Necrontyr make weapons." Qin Mo laughed.

"No, no, no, no... that shouldn't be the case." Mimic shook his head repeatedly.

"Goodbye. Say it the next time it enters my head." Qin Mo waved his hand at the mimicry, and voluntarily exited the dreamland it created.

After waking up, Qin Mo looked at the wall and fell into deep thought.

He felt that he was a little unsympathetic in front of the mimic just now, but he clearly knew that most of the gods in the Warhammer universe were not good things.

Even if the mimicry isn't a Fragment of the Deceiver, its words can't be trusted, and it's best to be careful when communicating with these extraordinary beings.

bang bang bang-

A knock on the door interrupted Qin Mo's thinking, and he looked towards the door.

The door was pushed open with a gap. Klein first observed through the gap, and found that Qin Mo did not push the door and enter after conducting research.

"What's wrong?" Qin Mo asked.

"Do you have time? Let's take a look at the passage to the nest together?" Klein said as he took out a blueprint.

It was a drawing he drew himself, depicting the situation of the channel he knew.

"Of course." Qin Mo felt that it was time to prepare for leaving the bottom nest.

...

After a while.

The transport plane descended slowly under the command of the ground personnel and parked in a place specially used for parking vehicles.

Since the war went very smoothly, it has now entered the stage of cleaning up the remnants of the rebels, so a regiment was transferred to the periphery of the passage entrance to provide security support for the next work of opening the passage.

Qin Mo and Klein walked straight to the aisle after getting off the transport plane.

The two also passed by the position that the 44th regiment was responsible for establishing.

The fortress that Qin Mo, Gray and others had defended was still standing there, looking dilapidated.

"This place was supposed to be demolished." Klein pointed to the fortress and said, "But considering that this is where you fought as a soldier, it will be kept forever."

"Tear it down, I have no nostalgia for this place." Qin Mo responded indifferently.

Qin Mo has no feelings for the people and things of the 44th Regiment other than the survivors, because he used to be just a prisoner who was beaten and scolded, living a dark life on the battlefield every day.

"Bull was my classmate in the military academy. What do you think of him?" Klein asked with a smile.

"Excellent, extremely stupid, only those who are least concerned by the emperor will serve as soldiers under his command." Qin Mo said subconsciously.

Klein nodded with a smile, as if the word approval was written on his face.

The two continued to move forward and walked into a huge man-made building with a height of over a thousand meters.

The building was like a super-giant version of a checkpoint, with all kinds of abandoned equipment in the aisles large enough for four regiments to march side by side.

In the middle of the passage, a railway that can't be seen at a glance was built, and there were trains on the railway that were large enough to accommodate the Leman Rustank.

This is the latest construction, built by the logistics machinery controlled by the main control intelligence.

Because the main control intelligence thinks that sooner or later it will have to go to the next nest, in order to ensure the supply of materials, this railway was built.

Qin Mo and Klein got on the train again and hurried on their way.

After traveling about ten kilometers, the train came to the end of the railway.

When Qin Mo and Klein got off the train, An Ruida, who was wearing the guard power armor, walked towards them.

The clerk, who didn't like war, arrived ahead of the two of them and was responsible for supervising the excavation of the passageway.

"As we have seen, it is not an ordinary difficulty to open this channel." Andruida said.

Qin Mo raised his head and looked straight ahead.

The giant tunnel has been completely blocked. This place is bigger than the checkpoint, with a height of 2000 meters and a width of 7000 meters.

"Ancient engineering technology is always amazing. We descendants don't even know why such a large passage was built." Klein took out his drawings and spread them on the ground.

"Thousands of years or even tens of thousands of years ago, the bottom nest may have been an arsenal, using technologies we have long forgotten to build giant war machines." Qin Mo looked around and expressed his speculation.