Warhammer 40,000: Mortal Gods

"You win." Riley leaned back in her chair and decided to lie down and die.

"I decided to punish you and send you to the next door position to become a rifleman." Qin Mo said.

"You can't punish me." Riley sat up straight, "Don't you need me alive to help you clear the files in the database?"

"Just you?" Qin Mo smiled contemptuously, picked up Riley's terminal and linked it to the visor of the power armor, and then ordered the main control intelligence: "Enter the database of the Legal Department of Tyrone Nest City and make a hundred copies of my file. , and then removed using a hundred different methods."

"Received, following your order, making one hundred copies of your file."

"No, I'm just kidding, don't make a hundred copies. It will be bad if you overturn it."

"File deletion completed."

Qin Mo picked up the terminal and entered his name and then searched. It finally showed that no such person could be found.

Seeing this result, Qin Mo himself was surprised: "Didn't your database firewall upgrade? I planned to create a virus overnight that could invade the database when offline, but it was deleted so easily."

Riley looked at Qin Mo in astonishment. She didn't understand such profound things as database firewalls. She only knew that she had lost the last bargaining chip with Qin Mo.

"Your name is Riley, is this Riley Weiser?" Qin Mo looked up the name on the terminal.

Riley was stunned for a moment, and then instantly realized what Qin Mo wanted to do: "No... no, no, no, no!"

"Delete her file." Qin Mo ordered.

"Deletion completed."

"It's done." Qin Mo picked up the terminal and showed it to Riley, "You can't find this person now."

Riley's expression changes very wonderfully, first she is shocked, then angry, then sad, desperate, and then angry and confused again. She doesn't know what her fate will be next.

"You will be implanted with the memory of a dead soldier and then sent to the battlefield."

"But I don't have time to do your business yet."

After announcing Riley's fate, Qin Mo stood up and walked out of the room, ordering Grote who was guarding outside: "Lock up Riley."

"Yes." Grote nodded and walked into the room.

Qin Mo walked towards the conference room without looking back, wanting to deal with Gray's matter.

…

In the cave at the base of the fortress, Gray lay on the bed with his severed arm stretched out.

Qin Mo was sitting in front of the bed, drawing prosthetic limb design drawings and making prosthetic limbs. He was immersed in manufacturing and determined to make this prosthetic limb thousands of times better than the original arm.

"Don't worry, the prosthetic limb will only be more sensitive and not worse than the original limb."

"I plan to integrate a telekinetic control device into the prosthetic limb. From now on, you can pick up objects from a distance, or lift and crush heavy objects from a distance."

"There will also be a psychic suppressor integrated into it."

"I'll attach the prosthesis to your heart and use the bioenergy produced by your heart to supply it."

Gray became uneasy when he heard that the prosthetic limb would be connected to the heart: "We have to operate a knife near the heart. What if something goes wrong with it? Will it induce heart disease?"

"There is a one percent chance that something will go wrong, but you won't die. Trust my skills." Qin Mo insisted on his idea.

"I always feel like something will go wrong with this prosthetic limb." Gray was still worried.

"Isn't there something wrong with your original limbs? Have you ever had a sore back? Don't be a natural humanist. Flesh and blood are weak! Flesh and blood are weak!"

"My mother died of illness. I know the fragility of flesh and blood better than anyone else."

"Then what are you talking about? Just shut up and wait."

After the prosthetic limb was designed and manufactured, Qin Mo began the connection surgery.

He twisted Gray's flesh and blood and the metal of the prosthetic limb, making them grow and intertwined as if they were native. Then he connected the device responsible for collecting bioenergy to the heart, and then fused the nerves with the artificial nerves of the prosthetic limb.

Gray stood up and moved around, trying to get a water glass from far away.

When the water cup floated over out of thin air, Gray stretched out his hand to hold it, feeling a more realistic touch than his original limbs.

"Now you can detect whether a person is still alive by just touching your limbs, and whether there are toxins in the air or on the surface of objects. There are many other benefits. Let's slowly experience and learn." Qin Mo said.

"This is really much better than the original one. I just don't know what I can transform it into to the greatest extent."

"I can transform you starting from your cells and turn you into an amazing war machine."

"That's really good."

"..."

After chatting for a while, Qin Mo suddenly asked: "Did you kill Lao En?"

Gray, who was admiring his arms, stopped and turned to look at Qin Mo but didn't know what to say.

He wanted to say that he didn't kill him, but he was afraid that Qin Mo would misunderstand him like Klein and wanted to defect to Lawn.

But if he admits that he killed him, judging from Qin Mo's previous attitude towards Lao En, there is likely to be a gap between him and himself.

"You did a good job, but don't make a decision before me next time. I want to kill Lao En more than you do." Qin Mo said calmly.

"Then why do you respect Lao En so much? You don't want to trick him into killing him." Gray asked.

"Some things don't necessarily have to be solved immediately." Qin Mo turned around and sat in front of the workbench and began to continue the design work of the new weapon.

Gray curiously walked over to take a look and found that this was a conventional weapon used by infantry, and there was also a detection device.

Gray could understand conventional weapons, but he really couldn't figure out the use of detection equipment.

"Now that the defense line has been integrated by me, we will launch an active attack on the rebels after we are ready." Qin Mo admired his masterpiece, "An attack targeting the leader of the rebels."

"How do we know where the rebel leader is?" Gray asked.

"I have a way to find it. This detection equipment is prepared for it." Qin Mo said confidently.

The leader of the Gene Stealers is the Patriarch, a six to seven-meter-tall terrifying monster with a carapace and sharp claws. It is the founder of the Evolutionary Sect, and it possesses the strongest spiritual power.

Qin Mo decided to start a war after making sufficient preparations, hoping to allow the rebels to launch a full-line attack. After the full-line attack, the rebels would inevitably use the psychic network belonging to the gene stealer group.

Then the psychic network of the entire group of Genestealers will be detected, and the location of the Genestealer clan leader will be determined by following the clues.

Qin Mo had even thought about what to do after finding the clan leader. Of course, he would immediately use all his cards, bring all the warriors wearing power armor, and eliminate the clan leader at all costs.

And if the clan leader cannot be eliminated no matter what, then find a way to obtain its blood.

Qin Mo believed that as long as he could get the blood of the clan leader, he could create weapons that could exterminate their entire clan.

"No matter what you want to do." Gray assured Qin Mo with his head held high, "You can always use me as a weapon and throw me into a battle with no return, as long as this can benefit the entire war situation."

"I will." Qin Mo nodded.