Chapter 834 [276] When It Comes to Technology, Typhons Is Professional

Chapter 834 [276.] In terms of technology, Taifengs is professional

"Tsk tsk tsk, see what strange thing I found?"

The space undead, wearing a red robe of mechanical sect, swung the magical staff of all machines in his hand and picked up the corpse of Tyron that was blocking it from the ground.

Among the green mucus molds on the ground, the corpse of the nerve knife and axe bug was limp and kicked aside by the space undead, and the soft and sticky texture like mud flowed out from the hole where the bug was drilled by the gun.

The clone of the Endless Tarasim raised his head and stepped on the green fungus pad like a thick carpet. The slime carpet made up of green skin, Tyron, and sub-space feels soft and soft, provided that these green things are ignored. The biomass soup that kept coming out.

"Who are you?"

A vague mumbled sound from the ancient giant-level front where the green skin collapsed halfway in front of it. In front of the green-skin garbage pile that was transformed so hard that it could not see clearly, a green interstellar that was almost integrated with the surrounding environment. The warrior was sitting there.

Of course, it was not what he wanted to sit on the ground, but because Tarasin wanted him to lose his combat power - so the unlucky Chaos Space Marine lost his combat power.

This is the strength of the Endless Taracin! Even though this body is just a split body of Taracin (the main body is still strategically retreating with Pluto), the "Prayer Pluto's automatic activation of the Black Stone System" installed in its body still has great war benefits.

Isn’t this just a random pushdown of a Chaos boy?

"The foolish man who fell into chaos - I am the endless emperor! The warrior who finally tries to save the fear of the deceased! The human empire eternal king! And the most sincere friend of Hades, Tarasin!!!"

Obviously, the word Pluto made the fat guy in front of Tarasim immediately fall into a brief coma, but in an instant, Typhonse woke up again, with extreme shock.

"Ta…Tarasin?"

"It's just below!"

The Endless One suddenly stretched out a hand,

"Okay! Don't tell me your name-for the great Endless has seen through everything-I think you are the Karas of another world! Right?!"

The similar temperament of this Chaos Warrior immediately reminded Tarasim of a death guard veteran, Karas Tifon, who was beside Motarian.

Tarasin did not see Chaos on the other side killing him immediately. After all, he is already a fear of the deceased who is extremely pro-existent. The heresy level of aliens and Chaos is actually quite different in the eyes of the space undead. many.

Only humans will care a lot about these.

Sure enough, [Teffons] shivered for a moment after hearing the name "Karas", and then nodded, as if he recognized the name.

"Because of Greenskin, I got separated from my squad."

[Tephonse] said helplessly, he was not hostile to the sudden appearance of Tarasin, especially after this inexplicable space undead reported the name "His".

[Typhonse] I do know that there is a space undead that is a reinforcement from the human empire. Now he is 100% sure that the space undetermined person is the uncontrollable guy in front of him-

Because only this space undead force will blatantly use the power from Pluto.

At the same time, after joining the family of loving fathers, [Tephonse] rarely annoyed anything, as if everything was the retribution he deserved.

Tarasin touched his chin, and he couldn't say what the Nurgle warrior appeared here for, completely separated from the actions of the large army, but judging from his behavior, he didn't look like a spy placed on the front line.

His clone was the intelligence team on the front line, but Tarasin discovered an extremely strange battlefield on the front line. All the green skins and Tyron tacitly avoided this oil-green area, and in this area On the top, countless Tyron and Green-skinned corpses were eroded by bacteria and turned into a thick and thick soup.

So the Endless came here to explore the retreat route for Hades's group of people. Then he saw [Tephonse] who was accidentally brought here by the Green Skin.

Instinctively, Tarasin would collect this guy directly, but now Tarasin is heading towards a greater and more realistic path, so he decided to contain it later.

"Then what are you doing here?"

[Tephonse] He spread his hands helplessly. Can he say that he wanted to find that existence... but he refused to act for many reasons?

He had to comfort himself again and again, that he was waiting for [Vaux] and his party to come over and then go to die together.

For someone like him who is playing badly in another world, war has long lost its purpose. War is just war. Just like going to work every day, it doesn't matter who loses and who wins. Anyway, his life is already so bad. It can't be any worse.

The struggle [Tephonse] can make has been completed ten thousand years ago. He bet on [Motarian], and only hopes that [Motarian] can complete the last rebellion.

But these are not suitable for telling. The sensitive little Nurgle spirit in the garden of the Father cannot speak out directly. At the same time, too many chaotic creatures live in a mess, especially the children of the Father's family. If you don't plan to go to the Father's family, If you compete for favor in the garden, then there is really nothing to do in the garden.

[Teffons] Usually go to Barbarus to organize "horticulture".

Finally, [Teffons] paused and opened his spreading hand out again.

"I'm... studying the evolution of the Tyrons. This race is very interesting. There is no such creature in my world. In a specific situation, I think the threat of this race is very high, and their evolution speed is real. It's too fast, so I'm working on how to…clean them."

[Tephonse] If you continue talking, there is nothing to hide. He is already a dead person, but he is planning to meet his old friend for the last time, so it is best to be more decent.

If he had a better attitude, maybe this "Pluto Hades's most sincere friend" would help him and send him to see Pluto.

"My design direction is to try to drive groups similar to Tyron to fight them, but only if the new swarms need to be divided from the original swarms, while ensuring that they will never split again or evolve away from the design mission."

The green light in Tarasim's eyes shook. He had discussed similar topics with Hades at the time, but the war was urgent, and both of them were not very proficient in biotechnology, so similar ideas could only be put on hold for the time being.

"The core of the Tyron Zergs is to drive the gene encoding at their bottom, but Tyron's underlying logic allows partial splitting and escape within the same race to allow them to re-expand the population in the future. If you want to use it as a stable weapon, I At first I thought that Tyron’s instinct needed to be curbed.”

Tarasing nodded. It agreed with the green space warrior's point of view and wanted to listen to what happened next, but what the Endless One did not expect was that at this time [Typhonse] spread his hands and looked at him helplessly. Endless people.

"But all research on this aspect failed."

【Teffens】 said a little depressed,

"First, it is very difficult to eliminate this part of the gene. Gene fragments with similar functional expression are mixed in many different groups of genes. It is impossible to completely eliminate them unless I have the computing power of the entire planet, and secondly, even if I find a way to curb it. With these gene expressions in place, these newly edited Tyrons will also be weakened as a result-

The scattered escape in the case of defeat in the war is only one of the expressions of these specific genomes, which are actually responsible for the single-unit war-flight response. ”

In other words, these genomes are too many, and they are bound to many other genes and cannot be deleted; secondly, they are deleted, and these genomes are not only responsible for the expression of swarm fleeing, but also for the other behaviors of Tyron. stencil,

It's like there is a word that starts with "ab", under different premises, it can be spelled into "abandon" and "ability".

If you just delete the "ab" and try to prevent Tyron from spelling into "abandon", then "ability" can't be spelled again.

The real situation is tens of millions of times more complicated than this. [Teffens] just gave a simple example - genes are much more complicated than programming, which is why genes are more naturally generated by souls, and programming mostly requires Only by praying for the gene-generated body can the soul be generated in the subspace.

After hearing the explanation of [Typhonse], Taracin shook his head. The space necromancer seemed to have realized that they could not use the Tyron Zerg directly as a weapon - this may make the strongest idea king Hades very much Frustrated.

"So you mean Tyron can't be used for us after all, right, Green Boy?"

The joking title of "Green Boy" did not anger [Teffens], because [Teffens] would no longer be angry about trivial matters. The Nurgle warrior didn't even care about this matter, but instead looked at it. This was the previous question and shook his head.

"I thought so too."

He said slowly, but Yu Guang glanced at the green corpse decaying on the green bacteria blanket.

"But then I realized that I could change my thinking - Oak Orcs gave me inspiration. Since the autonomous division and escape of the swarms cannot be avoided, we can set them as races that will decay independently, just like green Skin."

"Green skins need war to reproduce, and only war can inspire their spore division, so accordingly, we can set these Tyrons need some environment to stimulate the expression of their reproductive behavior."

“I originally envisioned using ‘Terron’ as this environment—

If the new editors realize that there are more than 50 old Tyron individuals around them, the new editors will immediately regain their activity and show normal Tyron behavior patterns—but they will Priority is given to attacking old individuals and seizing old race habitats. Then, when the number of old populations drops to zero, the genes in the newly edited Tyron will significantly reduce their performance, and finally the entire population will fall into dormant state until the next time it is activated. ”

“This sounds pretty good.”

Tarasin nodded, feeling that this Karas from other destiny lines were obviously doing practical things, unlike the technocrats he had under his command—

Those bastards are simply physical entities that give you empty salary and get kickbacks.

It even began to feel that the Nurgle warrior with several pairs of irrelevant small wings behind him was amiable. With his love for professionalism, the Space Marine had developed so many achievements.

The Endless One couldn't help but take a step forward, wanting to listen to more insights.

[Teffons] But he shook his head to the praise of the Endless,

"But then I realized it wasn't safe,"

He said that a sour ripples appeared in his heart. If [Killyman] suddenly finds [Teffens] and asks him to provide a similar solution, then [Teffens] must be provided to this version and it will be over. .

But now he is not facing [Kelliman], but another galaxy, another better one, which should have been the galaxy they could survive and build for.

[Teffons] He knew very clearly that he would not be able to do so after this, and he would not have the chance to provide patches of these solutions - because he was about to enter into complete destruction.

So he hopes, just out of selfishness, that he hopes that he can come up with a relatively complete solution.

[Teffons] If you want to do something, just treat it as making up for your previous silence and inaction.

"Terron evolved quite quickly, and it is very likely that the old individuals would try to crack the behavior of these new editors, Terron, and then fight against them. They would likely disguise their appearance, making it impossible for the new editor to identify them. For the enemy, or genetically contaminate the new editor Tyron. ”

“That is, after solving the problem of Tyron’s reproduction too quickly, the most important question is how to enable them to clearly identify hostile creatures.”

[Teffons] He stopped and took a deep breath. His words might be shocking and angered the fearful deceased in front of him.

And his inspiration was still obtained from these green skins.

After all... Green skin is really designed to be too excellent as a tool race that exists in ancient times.

【Teffons】 swallowed.

"If I really designed this aspect, then I would face one of the best problems in thousands of years, because Tyron's biological evolution mechanism is really perfect, and it has almost reached its peak in the confrontation and opposition mechanisms. Existence, the identification of new and old individuals will be in opposition to evolution to a point that we cannot imagine—

But what I'm sure is that survival of the fittest will allow newly edited individuals to eventually reintegrate into the Tyran Zerg due to evolutionary trends, so this method does not work. ”

"therefore……"

[Teffens] paused, and his pause almost made the Endless man anxious. The Endless man took another step forward and signaled [Teffens] to say quickly.

"I wonder if there is a possibility... directly bypass Tyron's own internal mechanism and take the simplest and most rude control of it."

Maybe this method does not exist in other universes, but in the fucking universe they are in, [Teffens] wants to say "Some, some."

There are rules that can directly bypass Tyron's own internal mechanism and are strong enough to directly compete with its physical laws.

That is subspace.

"Oak Orcs inspired me again."

【Teffens】 said slowly,

"We can directly calibrate the newly edited individuals who believe in a subspace, and then they will attack similar individuals who do not believe in this subspace."

That is, let the insects believe in religion, and then the believers slaughter those who do not believe in religion indiscriminately.

If the believers of religion do not believe in religion, then let the God they believe in directly erase the traitor.

Very hell, but effective.

Is this right? This is right.

This is Warhammer 40K.

It is better to talk about theology than to talk about science, this is the version of the answer.

What is life science gene programming? Darwin's theory of survival? It's better to be a theology directly! Add some! ! !

The thoughtful biological editing science will eventually return to the realm of theology, as ridiculous as a Nurgle warrior talking about life sciences with a space necromancer.

This sentence from [Teffons] is so thunderous that the Endless One was shocked, no less than the shock of hearing Hades say that he didn't eat much.

"Genius!"

The Endless One sincerely expressed his feelings. Those who proposed this solution must have absolutely profound and unique insights into the essential operation logic of this world and be able to realize the truth of this fucking universe.

"So how do you plan to shape a 'subspace god' for them, or use the existing ones?"

Tarasin took another step forward, and it almost came to [Teffens].

[Teffens] coughed muffled, and he looked at Tarasin - in fact, he explained so much before and had other plans. If [Teffens] wants to implement his own ideas, then what he needs Another key technology is in the hands of the space undead.

"The creation of a new secondary god will intensify the chaos in subspace... I don't think this is what this galaxy wants to see, and I don't know much about the other gods of this galaxy."

"However, it may not necessarily be a subspace god."

[Teffons] Looking at Tarasin and taking a step forward, because of a very WAAAAGH idea, two completely different races and different positions actually felt a sympathy with each other.

“I’ll make it clear what I need, I need something that can hold subspace forces to it and can proliferate independently—

This type of substance will be forcibly placed into Tyron's nerve center and will enter the Cenozoic generation as it proliferates. At the same time, it needs to have characteristics that can make a certain subspace feel, control, and resonate.

The selected subspaces are preferably highly resistant and have the ability to distinguish and resist the intervention of a large number of noisy information. ”

"Then you just need to set the Tyron who has these subspace information to attack Tyron who does not have these subspace information-

In this way, the power to calibrate enemies and friends is not in the hands of Tyrons, but in the hands of the subspace they "believe". Once Tyron, who has these subspace information inside, undergoes a vicious mutation, we can also use the ultimate Low cost, and extremely quickly allow subspace existence to directly kill these individuals with subjective intention. ”

“Isn’t this—”

Tarasin stretched out his hand and held the half-brother's hand tightly. The Endless has always cherished talents, especially those who can come up with the same tricks as it.

“Isn’t this…”

"Isn't this Black Stone?!!!"

The proliferation and autonomous movement of blackstone are the powerful research areas of space undead.

Blackstone can naturally resonate with subspace, and whether it is psychic or anti-psychic energy, blackstone can resonate with it.

[Teffons] Nodded. Now he was very sure that Tarasin would help. At this moment, he felt a little relieved.

He was a little worried that he had no choice but to do anything, after all, both [Vaux] and [Madame Psul] had clear goals, and [Typhonse] once seemed a little out of place among these three.

"Then this friendly alien who is allied with the human empire...what do you think is the subspace that is more suitable as the candidate to lead these new Terrons?"

There is only one candidate.

Just like Black Stone's absolute answer, Tarasin said that word without hesitation, the name that represents hope, devouring, star god, absolute power, free sex, no payment for food, Cox Cola.

"Pluto."

Tarasin held the comrade's hand tightly and shook it hard, but the owner of the hand seemed a little drunk, fainted, and suspected of being unconscious.

Because of this wonderful name.

But that doesn't matter. Tarasin snapped his fingers and successfully accommodated this friend and his green-skin style laboratory. Then he would slowly let him go into Tarasin's multidimensional space and say.

Tarasin still has many people who want to ask this friend, such as why he embarked on the journey of such a great cause alone, and whether he is willing to continue to do it and contribute to the entire Galaxy.

Of course, Taracin also has some trouble at the moment, that is, Hades will never allow such a person who is 100% contaminated with chaos to do things under his hands - but it doesn't matter, Taracin will help [Tephonse] pretend to be a disguise. One or two.

After all, it is the invincible Tarasin!

"Okay, my friend, if you are left with your heart, wait until you enter my pocket universe before chatting."

Tarasim said earnestly, opposite it, [Tephonse], who had just woken up from the shadow of Pluto, was directly contained in Tarasim's Pokémon Ball before he could scream.

Before he fell into a coma again, [Tephonse] just wanted to say whether he could help him and bring his remaining two comrades over.

The one who had the least goal and the least motivation among them, by chance, unexpectedly became the first person to meet Hades.

But this opportunity...

【Teffons】I thought quietly before unconsciousness

He still hopes to give it to [Vaux] first.

……………………………………………………………………

【at the same time】

On the battlefield, [Wax] with his firm will, he resisted an inexplicable sneeze.

“Our front is not the fastest.”

[Vaux] After a moment of silence, he suddenly pulled back the chain wrapped around his arm armor, and the battle sickle tied to the chain was also pulled back together, whisper! A scorpion-shaped destroyer's roaring head was swung into the air with a spiraling war sickle.

"After all, luck is also an important factor in the war, and you can't always expect us to happen to be on the fastest path."

Mrs. Psulque's lingering voice came, and she was not very comfortable here, because they had left the territory of [Angron] and his legion and marched to the area where the two San Gilles were. Inside.

Because he was unable to eat the enemy's corpses, the entire [Holy Blood Angel] legion showed some bloody anxiety and irritability, and Mrs. Psyk obviously felt this.

If [Angron] came here, I guess I will start to tease [San Gilles], who is slightly irritated because of the Legion.

[Madame Pulsek] blinked and saw indignantly that [Vaux] ignored her again, but instead threw herself into the fight. Slaanes's daughter had to take a deep breath helplessly.

I don’t know who saved their lives in the area led by [Angelon].

The long-term boring killing had already made [Madame Pulsek] a little annoyed. She took the opportunity to straighten up, leaned up, turned her head and looked in the direction where the two San Gilles Primitives stood - there, the two Primitives were obviously What to discuss.

It's really fun.

[Madame Pulsek] She licked the scales on her cheeks with a snake. She was sure that the two San Gilles were the ones who got along the most, but obviously the San Gilles she knew was the one whom she knew. We won’t live in harmony with people with different positions just because they just have similar views.

What are they discussing? It is impossible that Kiliman is still the same. Only interests and what you want will make the two San Gilles stand together and communicate calmly.

[Madame Psulk]'s snake eyes reflected a slightly anxious face of the ghoul. The Slaanes believer who often follows [Motarian] and watches the six directions obviously thought of something.

【Madame Psulk】 giggled, and remembered the spiritual position released by [Angelon] on the battlefield between Slaanes and Green Skin, which slightly possessed the breath of San Gilles. It turned out that [Angelon] had [Ange] Long】had already hinted to her.

This is a good thing.

[Madame Psulk] with curved eyes, the addition of [San Gilles] will mean sharing a lot of pressure from [Killyman] for [Motarian]—

The addition of a [San Gilles] also means the rebellion of the other side [Horus].

Oh, no no, maybe it is because there is a problem on [Horus] that [San Gilles] is now looking for assistance in such a hurry.

[Madame Psulk] almost immediately sorted out the general direction of the matter, and she was ecstatic. The thunder buried in the absurd rule of [Killyman] finally began to explode one by one here.

Do you know this good news now?

[Madame Pxuke] thought in her heart, but no matter what, she needs to notify [Motarian] immediately.

Although [Motarian] has allowed the trio to pursue the death from the Styx, compared with the other two, [Madame Psulk] obviously has other responsibilities and responsibilities.

Thinking in her heart, the snake tail of [Madame Pxuke] had already begun to slid towards the direction where the two primordies were. She made up her mind and waited until the two San Gilles had finished communicating, and then she went over and got along. Let's talk a few more words—

As her darling of Slaanes and her identities as a capable general under her command, as long as she is slapped, she can ask a few questions no matter what.

Moreover, maybe [San Gilles] just needed her to be a broker and talk to [Motarian].

In the Chaos Empire, most of the communication between the Primarchs was monitored. If the two Primarchs with an original relationship suddenly got together, then they were likely to accept the gaze of [Killyman].

Although people under the Primarch communicate heavily, they are always more relaxed than the Primarch himself who directly talks.

Thinking of this, [Madam Pxuke] had abandoned [Vaux] behind her who was immersed in cutting the undead in the space and allowed this determined warrior to slash around the enemy pile.

But [Mrs. Psulke] believes that [Vaux] will not be able to meet the person who is about to meet them. For individuals, the fastest path is still to ride the wind.

And she wanted to take her, her overly determined comrade, to ride on this wind as much as possible.

The situation is turbulent, and obviously they need to contact [Motarian] again.