My players are so fierce

Chapter 1010 1008. The first priority for becoming a mechanical sage is to learn to resist worldly desires

"What? Transian mechanics came here and asked to join our Mechanicus Church? Are they crazy? This organization is about to be destroyed. Who will jump on this sinking ship at this time?

go!

Let them go!

Don't come to entertain me, I'm bored. "

In the central area of ​​Port Chardeau's intricate sewer structure, the former headquarters of the Mechanicus Church, Marvin, the great mechanical sage, was packing things in his laboratory, as if he was about to travel far away.

Faced with what his followers came to tell them, this world-weary great sage looked unhappy and dismissed his servants casually.

There is reason for his anger and dissatisfaction.

His previous personal contact with Minx made him realize that it was completely impossible to retain the power of the Mechanicus Church in Port Shardeau, which meant that he himself would become one of the deportees.

This is really difficult for a halfling who has lived for three hundred years. He has to endure a wave of pain of being expelled when he gets old.

But just talking about the experience of the great sage Marvin himself is legendary.

In the previous confrontation with Old Bach, Master Minks had revealed a trace of Marvin's past.

He was a mechanic of the same era as Minks and Old Flywheel, but he was much older than these two geniuses, and compared to those two who were astonishingly talented in the field of engineering, although Marvin could also be called a master But after all, he was far behind in talent. What was even more unfortunate was that this guy suffered from an incurable disease when he was in his prime.

For this reason, he searched for almost every treatment method on the mainland, and even considered joining the Church of Avalon for a time, but the power of the gods could not repair the disease he had brought from his mother's womb, which made Marvin despair at the time. The thought of Minx and Old Flywheel's visit gave him a sinister idea.

Since the body cannot be healed, then use halfling methods to regain health.

At their suggestion, Marvin joined the newly formed Mechanical Church in order to survive, and under the personal guidance of the old Bach, who was already a bit crazy, he had his prosthetic body replaced.

Marvin's prosthetic replacement was not as childish as replacing an arm.

The first operation he performed on himself was to replace his already fragile heart, and then he carried out very mechanical modifications on a series of organs including kidneys and lungs. The entire transformation process lasted twelve years to complete. , and it has been continuously updated and maintained for the next two hundred years.

The result is that Marvin abandoned almost all of his body and made his brain into wetware, completing his self-save in a very evil and very cool way.

But this salvation comes at a price.

The purpose of Old Feilun and Minx in letting Marvin join the Mechanical Church was not simple. It was because the disciples were worried about their mentor's mental state and specially placed an undercover agent next to Old Bach. After Bach's death, Marvin's mission came to an end, but he chose to stay in the Mechanicus.

This is also understandable.

After all, even in the halfling society, Marvin, who has no flesh on his body, is still an alien among aliens. No other force except the Mechanicus Church will accept him as a "monster".

Marvin actually didn't want to get involved in the Mechanicum's struggle for power after losing its leader. He was essentially a weirdo who liked to mess around, and who liked dealing with machines far more than talking with life.

But his qualifications are there after all.

The first batch of followers and decades of studying with the old Bach are not something that those ambitious latecomers can touch. After going back and forth, Marvin worked his way up to the position of the great sage of the Church of the Machinery as an undercover agent. Really high authority.

However, Marvin still decisively chose to jump back when Old Bach's call came.

As he said that day, the purpose of becoming like this was just to survive, and the longer he lived, the more afraid of death he became. He no longer wanted to participate in any so-called big things. He had never had anything more. I have great ambitions, but now I just want to keep going.

Until one day he is found and taken away by death, or forgotten by death.

It is a pity that after the other two great sages died, he is the only one left in the crumbling Church of the Machine. Marvin cannot just abandon these poor people and leave alone when it makes Marvin so annoying.

Marvin thinks that he is a mediocre guy, and his ability to reach this point is all driven by damn fate. Therefore, he pays more attention to mediocre mortals like himself than real geniuses. Without harming his own interests, he is I am very willing to help these poor poor people who have nowhere to go and are in panic.

Accepting the solicitation from Transia officials was the conclusion reached by Marvin and Minx after their previous conversation.

Minx told him it was the best option of all.

Murphy and his territory are now in urgent need of a group of mechanical talents, and there are not so many strict rules in the vampire territory. Transia is in the process of reconstruction. As long as Marvin seizes the opportunity, he can give his followers They create a better future than staying in Port-Chardeau.

Murphy even wanted goatmen and jackals. The Mechanicus Church was a real "high-end talent" when they went there, and they would definitely be well taken care of.

Old Flywheel also persuaded Marvin to accept the recruitment, but this old guy's idea was more selfish, because Old Flywheel was tired of working in the arsenal and was no longer interested in manufacturing dragoons, so he planned to ask Marvin to take over. cylinder, he would be able to spend more time with Mosna to continue learning the secrets of the Creator's engineering.

Marvin is currently struggling with these matters closely related to the future. Naturally, he is not in the mood to discuss initiation rituals with a group of random foreigners.

But Marvin didn't want to talk but couldn't stand the enthusiasm of the players.

A few minutes later, the door of the laboratory was pushed open again, and the panic-looking followers shouted loudly:

"Great Sage! They are coming!"

"Who? Who's coming in? Lord Steam's city defense troops? Damn! I'm so depressed. Everyone thinks they can step on me!"

Marvin was furious.

The Great Sage angrily shouted at the members to assemble, and the six mechanical arms behind him popped out like spiders, preparing the cutting psychic beams for attack.

This gesture startled the followers who came to report the news, and he hurriedly explained:

"No, Great Sage, it's not the city defense army! It's the foreigners from Transia. They have rushed in. Now they have occupied our hall and will not leave until they see you! They also said that they want to join the Mechanicus Church. Blazing is not just to entertain us, but also talks about career bonuses, what version of answers, and other difficult to understand words.

The brothers were all scared.

These barbarians are very capable of fighting. Our mechanical beasts have been lost before and are no match for them now. "

"Um?"

Marvin's mechanical eyes flashed with doubt.

He put away his mechanical arm, picked up an exquisite mechanical cane from his hand, and pulled up his robe to cover his terrifying face that could scare a child into tears, and said:

"Let me go take a look. You can help me pack my things here. You must bring all the artifacts with you, and then pack the various equipment I made into boxes. If you lose one, you will lose an organ. Work hard! Unless You are tired of your own flesh and blood life."

"Ouch."

The follower nodded, not afraid of the great sage Marvin's threats.

Who in the entire church does not know that Sage Marvin is the most foul-mouthed but soft-hearted. In the past many years, he has not executed more than five punishments with his own hands. Compared to the other two ferocious and neurotic sages, Marvin is as gentle as a mechanical angel. .

The moment the Great Sage left the laboratory, the panicked halfling whispered:

"Great Sage. We are going to be expelled, right? Can we return to Port Shardau in the future?"

This question with mixed emotions made Marvin stop. He turned back and glared at his apprentice who couldn't remember his name, and said:

"Do your job well! Don't think too much about things you shouldn't be thinking about. Your brain can't think about such a complicated problem. As for whether you can come back, what's so good about this damn place? Mechanics from orthodox engineering are all A bunch of weak idiots, we have to get out of here to get further development

Don't cry!

Wipe your tears! Weak fool.

The day you join the Mechanical Church, you should know that only cold machines are the most trustworthy friends in this world.

We don't need pity and kindness from others. As long as we are accompanied by machinery, we can walk through this life with head held high, and eventually disappear into the gears of the machinery and become part of the desire to pursue knowledge.

Don't be afraid of the future, and don't dwell on the past.

Work hard.

I'm still here, so it's not your juniors' turn to think about this. "

After saying that, Marvin disappeared into the corridor with an awkward walking posture on his cane. Every mechanic along the way saluted the Great Sage with great respect, but Marvin maintained his cold indifference and ignored them. Stupid guy.

He quickly came to the "reception room" of this damn place.

In fact, it was a house filled with many mechanical parts and damaged items, but Marvin did not go in immediately. Instead, he hid at the door and activated his own sound wave collector to eavesdrop on the conversations of the players inside.

"Hey, Brother Zhongzhong, look at this robotic arm, it's still 70% new. It can be used by remaking the psychic link, but these guys actually threw it away. What a waste!"

"That's right, these guys keep talking about pragmatism, but they don't understand the principle of making the best use of everything! Look at this lathe, holy shit, we only dreamed of such a good lathe when we first developed it. These halflings I just left it here because it wasn't accurate enough."

"I feel like we can make a bipedal robot out of this pile of mechanical scraps, and look what I found! The mechanical gyroscope, I don't know where the mechanics dismantled it from.

This is good stuff.

Take it back and show it to the big guys, maybe they can make a helicopter. Damn it!

Brother Zhongzhong, where did you find this thing? This thing looks so weird. What is it? "

"I don't know either, so I'm going to take this thing apart."

Hearing this, Sage Ma Wen knew that he had to come forward.

Not only because he has sensed the "enthusiasm for learning" of these strange guys, but also because Brother Zhongzhong is holding a self-propelled gold-burning mechanical bomb in his hand.

This fool had no idea what he was planning to demolish. It was something made by the great sage Stephen himself. It could easily blow up the entire hall. Who knows how it ended up in this pile of mechanical waste?

"Put it down, outsiders, if you don't want to die here! Don't touch those buttons, it's already activated, damn it! You all look like pig hooves."

The Great Sage originally wanted to make a very mysterious appearance, but before he finished speaking, he saw Brother Zhongzhong touching the edge of the black iron ball with his hands and feet, causing strange yellow light spots to shine on it.

Anxiously, Marvin activated the propeller of his body and rushed over to grab the bomb. Then the six mechanical hands behind him easily dismantled the bomb into pieces in a dazzling manner, and carefully removed the tall one among them. The explosive core made of pure burning gold was put back into its own mechanical containment cabin.

After doing all this, he turned around and was about to scold these guys who had no professional ethics, but found that they were looking at him in a very strange way.

To be precise, they are the various steam prosthetics installed on his body.

Brother Loyalty looked at the six distinctive mechanical auxiliary hands behind Marvin, while the medieval Evangelion focused on the rather mechanical face armor and its perfectly transformed metal body. Several other mechanics focused on The other thing was the flame-like smoke that was ejected when the steam propeller on Marvin's body was turned off.

Although this is only a prosthetic design for halflings, it can be seen from this fully mechanized body that the Church of the Machine really has something to offer.

Although it is not as cool and invincible as Creation Engineering, the scientific system of localized growth and development is obviously more suitable for new people to get started. The most important thing is that what they want is this fantasy punk flavor!

"Grandmaster!"

Brother Zhongzhong said loudly with his eyes shining:

“Please accept us!

We sincerely want to join the Church of the Machine. We struggled to find a suitable way before. Now that we finally meet, this is a God-given fate.

We are very familiar with Transia. As long as you accept us, you won't have to worry about the Mechanicum's territory and production lines. We have an entire arsenal that can be used as your base. "

"Yes, yes, there is also an R-9 base."

The medieval Evangelion said from the side:

"Our guild is about to take control of that base. If you don't want to be in Transia by then, you can completely reopen your base in the base left by the Creator. Ah, no, our common cause.

By the way, are you selling your robotic arm?

This thing is so cool. At first glance, it looks like a customized high-end product. It’s so much stronger than those general prosthetics on the market. I don’t know where they are. Just install one for me. "

"ha?"

For the first time, the great sage saw a guy who was not afraid but actually became excited after seeing his mechanical transformation. Seeing the excitement in these guys' eyes, Marvin himself was a little scared.

Is there something wrong with these guys' minds?

He refused.

After all, although the Mechanicus advocates pragmatism, they usually don’t accept lunatics, so he coughed twice and said in a controlled tone:

"Well, I have seen your determination to study, but you have also seen that the Church of the Machine is in chaos right now, and we have no plans to recruit new students for the time being."

"It doesn't matter, we can practice first! Let's build things with you to adapt to the environment. By the way, do you still accept orders now? We plan to build a few bipedal robots to increase the firepower of our soldiers.

Look, the drawings are here! "

"I told you, we have no plans to recruit new people for the time being!"

Marvin didn't like the stalking of the players in front of him, so he simply refused:

"The Mechanical Church pursues the creed of 'Mechanical Supremacy'. Although we have gone astray, it has nothing to do with our beliefs. If you cannot abandon your dependence on flesh and blood and devote all your minds to the pursuit of machinery and performance. , then I will not accept you no matter what conditions you offer.

So please come back, everyone.

To embark on this mechanical path means a terrible fate, and you are not fit to be one of us. "

"Ah? Abandoning flesh and blood? It's so simple, you should have said it earlier!"

Brother Zhongzhong laughed, as if he had returned to the first day he met Xiao Xuelun.

He stretched out his left hand and drew the knife neatly, and cut off his right arm with one stroke while Marvin stared at him dumbfounded. Then, in a nostalgic gesture, he took out the mechanical prosthesis in his psychic bag and installed it. , moving the mechanical hand very skillfully as an act of abandoning flesh and blood.

"I said."

Before Marvin could stop him, other mechanics also imitated Brother Zhongzhong's actions, and a wave of "cult rituals" came to the scene.

This scene frightened Marvin.

The Great Sage felt that the third electrode at the core of his wetware was trembling.

What kind of crazy people are these people?

However, such a straightforward move is quite to my liking.

Those who play with machines need this kind of spirit to survive without being crazy!

Well, anyway, the Mechanicus Church has fallen to this point. Since they have decided to sell themselves and seek refuge, there is no need to worry about their status now. Why not take this opportunity to show off to Transia that as the only remaining great sage? , and we really need to think about the poor people behind us.

"The machine soul is delighted!"

Seeing Sage Marvin nodding in agreement with everyone's joining the religion, the medieval Evangelion who was already picking out prosthetic limbs for himself suddenly shouted excitedly.

This weird chant made Marvin glare at him and scolded:

"What kind of thing is a machine soul? It's neither fish nor fowl. You must remember that the Church of Machinery exists to seek mechanical truth. We do not worship idols."

"Oh, noble sage, how can we do a good job in the church and our faith that is born of the truth without a specific direction of faith? Please let me take up a little of your precious time to remotely connect with the people among us Gentiles. Brother Crow, the Master of Theology, please describe to you what the Mechanical Church in our imagination should look like.

Believe me!

You will definitely be interested. "