Chapter 495: Whatever You Want, I'm Done

Perturabo's hands stopped assembling, and Lin Fan could roughly see a prototype. This was probably a small doll symbolizing Dorn.

"But what's the point? Ten thousand years have passed, and only hatred remains. I still want to punch Dorn in the face a few times. Are you still going to persuade me not to hurt a loyal Primarch?"

"If I can really find Dorn, I'd be happy to punch that stone head with you."

"Unexpectedly. This is not what a loyal person should do."

"It's true, but doing so is good for physical and mental health. Dorn's mouth does create a lot of unnecessary trouble."

Perturabo laughed dryly a few times, and Lin Fan thought he was doubting his words again, and raised his hand again to tie the people in the warp together and swear.

God knows how many times the people in the warp have sneezed because of Lin Fan's oath.

Raising his hand to stop Lin Fan's action, Perturabo said that you don't need to use this method to make him believe anything. Everything he believed in was finally shattered, so he became realistic and recognized nothing except action.

"If you had expressed your inner pain to the Emperor, he would have let your legion rest."

"Perfect steel does not allow for a trace of softness."

"Perfection is a kind of imperfection, isn't it? Without progress and exploration, just like your omniscience of understanding things, knowing everything is meaningless. I still say that, if you want to stay, stay, if you want to leave, leave."

After Lin Fan finished speaking, he stood up and was about to leave. But he remembered something again, and he asked Perturabo his question.

"We have killed all the offspring you brought out from the warp, do you want to avenge them?"

"Is this a test?"

"I just respect your idea."

Perturabo was silent for a long time, the two looked at each other, without blinking, and then Perturabo's expressionless face relaxed slightly, and he said to Lin Fan.

"Well done."

Lin Fan wanted to ask why, but Perturabo just turned around and faced him with his back, indicating that he didn't really want to talk to him about this issue.

The door was closed, and Perturabo looked at the little man in his hand, muttering to himself, and no one knew what he was talking about.

Perturabo stayed in the room alone for more than a week, and then walked out of the house. According to his unique understanding of the structure of the building, he came to Lin Fan's office.

"What's wrong? Didn't you eat well?" Lin Fan saw that it was Perturabo, and hurriedly put down the documents in his hand.

Perturabo didn't say anything, just stared at Lin Fan, and his silence reminded Lin Fan of Dorne.

"Are you looking for something to do?" Lin Fan asked, but still didn't get a reply from Perturabo. He secretly complained that this twisted man was really hard to serve, and then took out a silver-gray safety helmet from under the table and buckled it on Perturabo's head.

"There are no wars to fight here, and there are no weapons to be produced in a hurry. You can be a contractor and do some construction."

"What is the name of this place?"

"The star system is called the Grand Restaurant, this planet is called the Grand Canteen, and there are several planets called Dumpling Soup, Spicy, White-Boiled, and Thirteen Spices. Doesn't it sound very unique?"

"Stupid names." Perturabo curled his lips in disdain, and then took out a piece of wood on which he had engraved some names.

Lin Fan looked at the names on the board and thought that if it wasn't for the review of the Ministry of Internal Affairs, he wouldn't have to match the names of the planets with food, but their official names have been decided, and they can call them something else in private.

There are some names written on it, full of Athenian Greek flavor, similar to the name of Perturabo's hometown Olympia.

Theia, this name is okay. The name of the goddess of light in Greek mythology can be called the name of a star.

Fomalhaut, this name is also good, but according to the relative position of the star system to Terra, Lin Fan can change it to Fomalhaut. This sounds like a fortress.

"Change it yourself."

After saying this, Perturabo turned around and went out wearing a helmet. Lin Fan walked out of the door and shouted to Perturabo from a distance, asking him not to hurt anyone. He looked like a parent who was worried that his child would go out and have fun and get into trouble.

Perturabo did not respond to Lin Fan's words. He walked out of the building, looked around, recalled the planetary scene he saw on the aircraft, and walked in one direction with a clear goal.

The place he was heading to was the mixed fortress area built by Krieg Dalian.

In Odmayer's conception of the construction of the planetary city, she took the central energy unit as the core and began to draw a circle outward to build the urban belt based on productivity as the measurement level.

The highly developed recycling technology and environmental transformation technology have eliminated many problems that need to be considered in modern urban construction.

For example, in order to avoid the discharge of large amounts of pollutants into residential areas, industrial areas in modern cities are usually located at the downwind and downstream of the urban area, and there is also a safe distance from the city.

In the construction philosophy of the Mechanicus, they wish the entire planet could become a huge factory serving the Mechanicus. As for whether it is polluting or not, you should feel lucky to be able to breathe a breath of the old poisonous smoke that has been lingering in the pipes for more than a thousand years.

More imperial worlds don't even consider the issue of pollution treatment. Under the influence of the hive structure, most important industrial areas are set up in the upper and middle parts, and the sewage pipes are directly inserted into the ceiling of the lower hive.

The rain composed of polluted water and the hazy clouds composed of radioactive smoke have become the scenery of every hive.

Sometimes you walk out of a closed and dark lower hive floor, see the light outside and the sandy ground, and think you have come to the surface, but in fact you are still in the lower hive.

This seemingly natural light is just composed of the signal lights of the upper industrial equipment, and the sand on the ground is also formed by pollutants that have settled for more than 10,000 years.

In Odemeier's eyes, there is no such thing as waste. You can't use it yourself, but you have to say that others are waste.

Near the huge energy array in the center, there are first synthetic conversion fields and supporting agricultural areas. A variety of high-yield crops can not only be used for food, but also an indispensable part of chemical production.

Odemeier's factory extracts a large amount of minerals from plants to meet her huge demand for minerals.

Of course, this is just a drop in the bucket. In the future, we still need to develop the surrounding planets and establish a space transportation network.

This cardboard box says "corpse starch"