The Shadow Sea is the only place in the entire Anauroch Desert with a supply of fresh water, and it is also the only place suitable for human habitation.
Since returning to Faerun, this has been the place where the City of Ghosts stops and stations.
With the nourishment of fresh water and the effect of magic, large areas of lush green grass and low shrubs grew on the surrounding land that was originally severely desertified. The captured barbarian nomadic slaves grazed their livestock on them, and even large farms were opened up in some places.
If they were given enough time, they might be able to build a large country with this as the center.
After all, the area of the Anauroch Desert is really too large, equivalent to the sum of Calinshan and Tethyr.
As long as the serious desertification problem can be solved, even a small piece of land can feed millions of people. Otherwise, two powerful magical civilizations would not have been born one after another.
But unfortunately, Telramant's ambition came to an end with the end of the Shadow War.
At present, this place has completely become a territory controlled by the Dark Prince Greya, and the City of Ghosts has simply become a tool to contain and deter Zhentil Castle from expanding.
Standing on the edge of the huge oasis formed with the Shadow Sea as the center, Zuo Si bent down and grabbed a handful of yellow quicksand, letting it slip through his fingers, and said with a chuckle: "No matter how glorious a civilization is, it will eventually decline, and no matter how powerful an empire is, it will eventually be destroyed. If there were no historical records, who would know that it was in such a barren land that the creator race, the Istosefif Empire established by the Saruk witch, and the Netheril civilization that laid the foundation for the modern magic system of the Faerun continent, once appeared."
"Will the West Coast Empire you founded also see such a day?"
The incarnation of Ilmater, the god of suffering, asked in a voice full of sadness and compassion.
Because in his view, every time a civilization or a huge empire collapses and is destroyed, it is the civilians at the bottom who suffer in the end.
In the process, millions of people will die from war, famine and cold.
In particular, the elderly, women and children, who are vulnerable groups, are often eliminated in the cruel environment.
Perhaps Silvanus, the Oakfather, would consider this massive population death to be a good thing, since the decline of civilization would mean that the destroyed mountains and forests would recover.
But Ilmater is an extremely kind and compassionate god.
What he hates to see most is such a large number of vulnerable groups dying in misery.
"Maybe, maybe not, it depends on how long I can stay interested in this game of domination and management and construction.
After all, for an eternal life like me, time is the greatest friend and also the greatest enemy.
When one day I feel bored or even tired of it, I might just give up completely and let it run wildly towards collapse.
By then, the empire's efficient bureaucracy will gradually become bloated and full of corruption;
The impartial judicial system responsible for oversight will also slowly be corrupted by power and money;
The greedy nobles and merchants will also show their hidden fangs and devour everything; the army that controls state violence will also get out of control, relying on its own powerful strength to continue to wage wars and conquer more areas.
In the end, like all powerful regimes, the entire empire will fall into division, civil war, and self-disintegration due to various internal problems and external pressures.
Sounds desperate, doesn't it?
In fact, all powerful regimes will end up in almost the same way, without exception.
As vested interest groups continue to grow, the larger a country is, the more difficult it is to reform itself from within, because the resistance and difficulties are beyond imagination.
Unless there is an absolutely invincible force and will that subdues everyone and makes them dare not have even the slightest resistance.
My main duty as an emperor is to do this."
After throwing away the last few grains of sand in his hand, Zuo Si bluntly told the true situation within the West Coast Empire.
Because he knew very well that the ruling machine he established was not much better than modern countries on earth.
The only difference is that because the supreme ruler possesses magical powers, his deterrent power is maximized.
As long as he wanted, nothing in the entire empire could be truly hidden from Zuo Si.
However, he did not adopt a high-pressure rule that might cause everyone to feel insecure, but instead drew a clear red line.
If there is no crossing of the line, whether it is corruption or murder for money, the normal judicial process will be followed, and those who should be sentenced will be sentenced, and those whose property should be confiscated will have their property confiscated.
But if they cross the red line, what awaits them is the iron fist of sanctions that go beyond the law.
Especially the businessmen who control the capital power are not like the multinational consortiums on Earth who can set up operations in multiple countries and then transfer wealth at will according to their needs.
Even if a country is in dire straits and civil unrest and war breaks out, people can still run away.
Once the merchants of the West Coast Empire leave the huge monopoly platform of the Trade Alliance, it is basically equivalent to losing the cheap raw material supply channels, transportation channels, sales markets and financial services at the same time, which is no different from a criminal sentenced to death.
What's more, if they commit serious crimes, they may be hunted down.
At present, no region on the continent of Faerun is willing to take in an illegal businessman at the huge risk of offending the empire.
In fact, in Zuo Si's view, there seems to be an interesting paradox about power.
If a regime wants to improve its administrative efficiency and reduce unnecessary internal friction, the best way is to achieve a high degree of centralization, concentrating power in the hands of a very small number of people or even one of the most capable people.
History has proven countless times how fast a country with strong political figures and leaders can develop, and even transform a weak country into a strong one in just a dozen or even dozens of years.
But the problem is that concentrating power also presents huge risks.
After all, people change, and power can also cause terrible erosion to people's thoughts and consciousness.
No one can guarantee whether a wise leader will become an ambitious, extravagant and tyrant in his later years.
The concentration of power will also bring another problem, that is, what if the decision-makers make mistakes and take the country down a wrong path of no return? At that time, it is the entire nation that will pay for these mistakes.
Therefore, decentralization has become necessary to restrict and constrain decision makers.
But the problem is that decentralization will lead to endless fighting among people from all walks of life with different interests.
If something is not beneficial but harmful to a certain group, they will short-sightedly and madly oppose it, completely ignoring the huge benefits it may bring at the national level.
This kind of struggle will eventually lead to social division and mutual hostility among different classes, and eventually turn into opposition, which will make it impossible to get anything done and seriously slow down the government's administrative efficiency.
If you read the history of the earth carefully, you will find that almost all powerful countries are highly centralized.
Even the United States, which claims to be a country of freedom, has been constantly centralizing power since its founding.
From the initial state autonomy without even a standing army, and the federal government and the president being just a shell, it gradually transitioned to having the world's most powerful army, intelligence agencies, law enforcement agencies, tax agencies, and so on.
Among them, the Civil War is the most iconic event in the process of centralization.
With the help of the economic depression after the end of World War I and the momentum of World War II, the highly centralized federal government finally reached its peak moment. It was also the beginning of the entire country moving to the center of the world stage and becoming a hegemon.
Therefore, if you want your country to be strong, you must have a high degree of centralization. If you want to disperse power and form a bottom-up supervision mechanism to prevent the emergence of dictators or dictatorial groups, the country's strength will inevitably decline. You can only choose one of the two.
Because power is highly exclusive, there is no so-called middle ground.
No matter how well-balanced the original design is, it will constantly tilt in one direction or the other during the struggle.
The process and results of the struggle for supremacy between Athens and Sparta in ancient Europe very well illustrate the pros and cons of the two power structures, as well as their respective outcomes.
Obviously, Zuo Si chose the former without hesitation and openly admitted that he was a dictatorial tyrant.
After hearing these words, the God of Suffering Ilmater sighed slightly and said, “No wonder some scholars claim that you are the monarch with the deepest understanding of power in the world.
It seems that in terms of ruling, even among the gods, no one can do a better job than you.
I sincerely hope that the West Coast Empire can last a little longer.
Because under your rule, the civilians truly have life and hope, instead of running around all day for food to fill their stomachs and warm clothes to keep warm, without even the most basic safety of their lives being guaranteed.
By the way, I just saw you spread a large amount of seeds containing life energy in the Anauroch Desert. What are you planning to do?"
"Nothing, I'm just trying some fun things and trying to make this desolate land a habitable place."
As he spoke, Zuo Si raised his hand and opened a huge channel connecting to the water elemental plane.
Wow! The rushing water immediately rushed out through the portal and expanded in all directions at an extremely fast speed, gradually creating a wide river channel in the sand dunes.
The originally flying sand and gravel were quickly wetted and solidified by the water flow, and it was extremely spectacular when viewed from a high altitude.
Just when Ilmat was wondering whether this was to create a river or a new artificial lake, Zuo Si suddenly released a huge amount of life energy, and in just a few seconds he had connected the seeds that had been scattered in the desert.
In a blink of an eye, hundreds of thousands, millions, and tens of millions of trees began to rise from the ground at a speed visible to the naked eye, forming large tracts of lush and dense forests along both sides of the river.
Not only that!
As those trees, full of abundant life energy, take root deeply in the soil beneath the gravel, they attract water from the river and provide a suitable living environment for other low plants.
In less than a few hours, a cross-shaped green belt running through the Enoch Desert from east to west and from north to south appeared out of thin air, and it was still expanding outward, swallowing up the yellow area on the map.
Apparently, Zuo Si used the method of the Dark Prince Grete to establish a field of life by sowing and connecting seeds.
Then, the interaction between water and the living realm is used to encourage plants to grow rapidly in a short period of time, completely changing the ecological environment of this vast sea of sand.
Once there is abundant aquatic plants, the surrounding herbivores and carnivores will migrate over to form a stable food chain.
In other words, he permanently transformed an uninhabitable desert into a habitable forest with very little effort.
This almost miraculous power not only shocked the intelligent creatures living in the desert beyond words, causing them to kneel on the ground to pray devoutly and offer words of praise, but even the god of suffering Ilmater showed a very surprised expression.
Because he was very sure that the power used by Zuo Si was normally far from enough to change such a large environment.
To be precise, if there were no priesthood related to nature, it would be very difficult even for God to improve the harsh environment of a certain area in the continent of Faerun.
Even the Netherese back then relied on magic to change the climate, and then used the climate to improve the environment bit by bit.
"How did you do that?"
Ilmater asked, reaching out his hand and stroking the towering tree that rose up beside him.
Zuo Si smiled and replied: "It's very simple. My son has invented an interesting way to use energy. What you see is the extension and expansion based on this.
According to the current situation, it won’t be long before the green engulfs the entire desert and turns it into forest and grassland.
As long as these plants exist for a period of time, the gravel will be transformed into fertile soil suitable for farming, and rainfall will become more frequent as the soil can retain water.
See, actually, transforming the environment is not as difficult as you think.
Maybe I can turn it into a legendary spell or magical ritual.
In this way, there is no need to worry about land desertification due to excessive logging or grazing.
The ridiculous theory of checks and balances of the God of Nature can be completely swept into the dustbin of history."
When saying this, Zuo Si did not hide his naked and undisguised malice towards the Oak Father.
Because if this kind of magic really appeared and became widely popular, it would definitely be a devastating blow to Silvanas's teachings.
To be precise, this god of nature represents mortals' primitive worship of nature, as well as their superficial and incomplete understanding.
Under normal circumstances, with the development of science and technology and the improvement of cognitive level, it will inevitably weaken or even completely die out.
This is, after all, a god who is essentially antithetical to civilization.
However, the special environment of Toril restricted the development of science and technology, and several highly developed magical civilizations with the ability to transform the environment also disappeared one after another, which is why Silvanus has always maintained a strong influence.
But if Zuo Si could prove to the world that mortals could transform nature at will, turning deserts into forests, swamps and lakes in a very short time, then mortals' awe of nature would be greatly reduced, and they might even develop a strong contempt for his teachings.
Most importantly, this proves that the theory of checks and balances is wrong in terms of philosophy and logic.
For a god, nothing is more fatal than having a wrong understanding of his or her duties.
Maybe she will become schizophrenic like the goddess of fate back then, and split into two hostile gods.
Ilmater obviously knew about the conflict of ideas between Zuo Si and Silvanus, and couldn't help but sigh with a wry smile: "Alas - do you want to drive the belief of the Oak Father out of this world?"
"No, I just want to weaken him and ensure that civilization has enough space to develop, rather than being attacked by druids and various beasts whenever ordinary people cut down some trees and open up a piece of wasteland."
After saying that, Zuo Si closed the channel connecting to the water elemental plane, and then used the world arrangement technique to adjust the rainfall frequency in the Anaoc Desert.
“Well, maybe you’re right.
Father Oak was indeed a little too extreme when it came to protecting nature.
But I'm not here to discuss this with you.
I want to know how you plan to deal with the relationship between the Dark Prince Greya and Shar?"
The God of Suffering stated his purpose very clearly.
Zuo Si calmly asked, "From what you said, you want me to guide Graya as a father and let him change Shar?"
"Yes." Ilmater nodded hastily. "After all, he is the only one who can have an impact on the Goddess of Night. If he succeeds, it will be a blessing for the whole world."
"I'm sorry, but you may be disappointed. I won't interfere in this matter."
Zuo Si chose to refuse without hesitation, and his attitude was very firm, leaving no room for maneuver.
"Why?"
A puzzled look appeared on the God of Suffering's face.
In his opinion, this was totally unlike the other party's usual style of doing things.
Zuo Si picked a beautiful yellow wildflower and put it to his nose to sniff it. Then he explained, "Because I won't make the mistake that most parents make, which is to regard their children as part of their property or as tools to make up for their own shortcomings, always trying to control them and make them do what they want, thereby arousing their rebellious emotions."
Hearing this, Ilmat immediately frowned and questioned: "Are you going to let Greya and Shar develop freely like this? Aren't you afraid that he will be kidnapped?"
"I just said I won't enforce control, I didn't say I won't do anything about it.
The best way to treat children with mature minds is through understanding and communication, rather than condescending discipline.
After all, the original responsibility of a father is to pay for the mistakes made by his children due to their youthful impetuosity.
As long as it does not involve issues of principle, Graya has the power to choose his own future and destiny.
The second method can only be used on minors.
What's more, it's not certain who kidnapped whom.
Graya's willpower is not as fragile as you think.
As for Shar, I have roughly guessed what she wants to do and I am also prepared to deal with it, so please don't worry.
As long as the God of Gods, His Majesty Io, is still here, she will never succeed in returning the entire Crystal Wall to the darkness and nothingness of its original creation."
Zuo Si gave the assurance with full confidence.
In his eyes, Shar is actually equivalent to a whetstone, which can help the Dark Prince grow quickly.
Because no matter what means this goddess uses, she can never really hurt Graya.
Instead, it will allow Graya to experience various temptations up close, undergo psychological training, and learn more about the mysteries of dark forces from each other.
The most important thing is the existence of the Planeswalker Spark, which allows him to withdraw from it at any time if he wants.
So Graya is the one who holds the initiative in this relationship.
"Oh? When did it happen?"
The expression on Zuo Si's face suddenly became serious.
"It has been like this since you revealed Shar's conspiracy in front of the gods last time. This is all I can tell you."
As the last word came out of his mouth, the incarnation of Ilmater left a kind smile, then activated the inter-dimensional teleportation magic and disappeared without a trace.
Zuo Si stood there in deep thought, and only turned and left after a long while.
…
At the same time, the fully transformed orcs far away in the world of Sanctuary have formed a terrifying green tide and are attacking from all sides at an unimaginable speed, bringing unprecedented shock to the three forces including humans, angels and demons.
东西两块大陆差不多百分之八十的面积都彻底沦陷，原本的森林、沼泽、山脉和平原耕地，无一例外密密麻麻布满了能够源源不断长出兽人的孢子植物。
在这种无法用语言形容的压倒性数量面前，拥有坚固城墙与充足卫兵的沙漠明珠——鲁·高因仅仅坚持了三个小时不到就彻底沦陷，
其中的一部分甚至已经杀入地狱和天堂，正在“亲切友好”的与本地原住民进行物理交流。
就连互为宿敌的迪亚波罗和大天使泰瑞尔，眼下都已经停止了交战开始一起对付这些蜂拥而至数量多到能让恶魔都甘拜下风的绿皮怪物。
尤其是借助“俺寻思之力”制造出来的各种夸张远程武器，让他们俩可谓是吃足了苦头。
无论是威力巨大的核导弹，还是那些穿透力极强的电磁武器、能量武器，统统都能对其造成相当可观的伤害。
更要命的是兽人死亡后喷涌出来的烁油，正在缓慢同时侵染两人的肉体和精神。
其中泰瑞尔那散发着强光的翅膀有一半已经变成了黑色，迪亚波罗后退和尾巴也在烁油的作用下包裹上了一层发红、发烫的金属护甲。
只要战斗高强度的持续下去，他们俩最终被彻底完化仅仅是时间问题。
“该死！这些可怕的怪物是从什么地方冒出来的？该不会又是你们的阴谋吧？”
泰瑞尔挥舞圣剑——艾德鲁因连续斩杀了数十名冲上来的超重装老大，猛地转过头质问迪亚波罗。
砸他看来，庇护之地不管出了什么离谱的事情，八成都跟这三大魔神脱不了关系。
“滚！少在这里冤枉人！你难道眼瞎看不见他们连我也想干掉吗？”
迪亚波罗发出了愤怒的咆哮。
因为绿皮兽人的出现直接导致他污染世界之石的计划彻底破产，基本上所有召唤来的恶魔都被对方杀了个干干净净。
就在说话的功夫，一台相当于对标人类泰坦机甲的兽人“古巨圾”挥舞重锤直接给他的脑袋狠狠来了一下。
砰！ 这位让整个庇护之地都感到恐惧的魔神当场被锤翻在地，不仅遭到打击的部分和眼睛流出了宛如岩浆般滚烫的鲜血，而且还在地面撞出一个大坑。
不过这还不算完。
“waaaaaaah！”
伴随着操作这台巨型机甲兽人的兴奋呐喊，安装在另外一条机械手臂上的粗壮炮口直接对准了迪亚波罗的脑袋，恐怖的能量和刺眼白光正在内部诡异的结构中迅速聚集。
“不！！！！！”
意识到这贴脸的一击可能会重创乃至杀死自己，迪亚波罗立刻发动自己强大的力量试图摆脱古巨圾的控制。
作为代表邪恶的三大魔神之一，当他全力以赴的时候无疑是非常可怕的。
即便是有“俺寻思之力”和“waaaaaaah”力场加持下的古巨圾也开始承受不住，两条按住对方的超重型机械臂开始弯曲、变形，发出令人头皮发麻的吱嘎声。
可坐在里边的兽人非但没有感到恐惧，反而开心的大笑起来。
“哈哈哈哈！看！这家伙害怕了！”
“快发射超级超级吱吱炮干碎他的脑袋！”
“还有腹炮！把腹炮也打开！”
在兽人们兴奋的喊叫声中，位于古巨圾腹部的舱门很快被打开，一门炮口尺寸足以塞下一辆兽人战斗摩托的大炮终于漏了出来。
不过与安装在手臂上的能量武器——吱吱炮不同，这玩意明显是发射实体弹药的。
透过炮口向里边张望，可以清楚的看到大量炸药和各种不知道什么东西的垃圾废料，可以说是相当的有绿皮特色，简直跟地球上早期的前膛装原始火炮有异曲同工之妙。
但要是你敢因此就小看它，那可就大错特错了。
因为这玩意所产生的爆炸甚至可以摧毁一大片区域，亦或是彻底移平整个战场。
在战锤宇宙，曾经有人目睹古巨圾腹炮仅用一击就干碎了人类帝国战犬级泰坦的腿。
要知道所有的泰坦可都是装备了虚空盾和力场发生器。
武器在穿透这些防护的时候会遭到极大削弱，最终被防护装甲挡下来。
这也是为什么泰坦机甲被称之为“神之机械”的原因。
能一击摧毁泰坦的武器，其威力自然无需多言。
“开火！！！”
伴随着一声令下，两门大炮同时释放了恐怖的破坏力。
只见原本差一点就能挣脱古巨圾控制的迪亚波罗，当场就被吱吱炮先是一发干回到地上，半个脑袋都呈现出烧焦碳化的黑色。
紧跟着又被腹炮惊人的冲击力像破布娃娃一样狠狠的甩向半空，鲜血顺着撕裂的伤口四散飞溅，然后重重的摔向地面宛如一条死狗。
如此骇人的破坏力直接让一旁的大天使泰瑞尔都惊呆了。
要知道迪亚波罗可是这个时空最强大的顶尖战力，即便是自己与之对上恐怕都很难讨到什么便宜。
可现在，眼前这个巨大的金属机器竟然三两下的功夫就将其重创，光是想象都让人觉得头皮发麻。
这要是任由绿皮兽人继续发展壮大下去，高阶天堂和燃烧地狱岂不是都要完蛋？
最重要的是，这些怪物究竟是从什么地方冒出来的？ 为何之前根本没有半点存在的痕迹？ 莫非是创世之神阿努的造物？
他的意识在更高维度看到眼下的局势对天使和恶魔产生了不满，所以想要彻底毁灭两个种族？ 又或者是在万物开端之前从混沌中诞生的邪魔？
无论真相是什么，天使和恶魔都将迎来一场史无前例的巨大浩劫。
就在泰瑞尔被古巨圾的武器震撼到无以复加的时候，整个战场上所有如同潮水般涌过来的兽人突然像疯了一样的开始此起彼伏的大喊“waaaaaaah”。
在一声声“waaaaaaah”中，他清楚地看到了许多的兽人体型开始不断重大，气势也变得越来越强，就连那些造型怪异奇特的战争机器也开始在技师的操作下被拼凑到一起，形成一个个更大的玩意。
毫无疑问，迪亚波罗的重伤让这些绿皮兽人完全waaaaaaah起来，同时还产生了“俺寻思”能干掉你的念头。
千万不要小看这一点。
因为随着兽人数量的增加，waaaaaaah力场是在不断加强的。
而“俺寻思”又会把这种力场转化为能够扭曲现实的恐怖力量。
“嘿嘿嘿嘿！那只红皮的大蜥蜴已经完蛋，接下来该轮到你了，长着翅膀的鸟人。”
操控古巨圾的兽人通过简陋的扩音器向大天使泰瑞尔发出挑衅。
因为之前那些在迪亚波罗巨大力量下扭曲变形的机械手臂，在俺寻思之力的加持下非但没有损坏，反而保持着诡异奇怪的形状还能继续运转。
毕竟“俺寻思还能凑合着用”或“俺寻思应该没坏”可是兽人科技最恐怖的地方之一。
它能让一些原本的不可能变为现实。
这台古巨圾就是最好的证明。
因为除了焊接、铆接的传统绿皮手艺之外，在上边还能找到用绳子串联起来的结构。
是的，你没看错。
这台战斗力堪比泰坦的重型机甲，完全就是一堆手搓出来能怎么凑合就怎么凑合的缝合怪。
正常情况下别说是参加战斗，能动起来不散架就已经是个奇迹了。
“你们究竟是谁？”
泰瑞尔瞥了一眼一动不动被拖走的迪亚波罗大声质问。
“你的废话太多了。俺们是谁不重要，重要的是这场战斗让俺们很爽、很快乐。”
完化兽人咧开嘴发出令人毛骨悚然的笑声，紧跟着便操控古巨圾发起了进攻。
与这台巨型钢铁猛兽一起的，还有成千上万宛如潮水般冲上去的超重装老大和绿皮小子。
尽管最开始的时候大天使还能凭借自身强大的实力与之进行对抗，但很快整个人就被绿潮所淹没。
因为其中有不少高级兽人都已经觉醒了绿巨人的血脉，不仅力量大的离谱且皮糙肉厚及其耐揍，即便是被圣剑贯穿也不会轻易的死去。
还不到几分钟，泰瑞尔就步入了迪亚波罗的后尘，先是被打了个半死，然后挂起来当做战利品炫耀，顺便进行一系列科学研究。
毫无疑问，庇护所世界投放的完化兽人已经成长到了根本无法抑制的程度。
即便是高阶天堂和燃烧地狱联手也不可能打赢这场战争，充其量就是多苟延残喘一段时间。
而且兽人们的科技还远远没有攀升至最顶点。
After all, this place is not like the planet Toril, where the power of technology is greatly restricted, but it can exert 100% of its power.
Once super weapons such as planetary fortresses and battle moons are built, the only thing waiting for them is destruction.
"My Lord, I think the test project of completing the Orc Orcs can basically be declared complete.
While the battle on the world of Sanctuary is far from over, that no longer matters.
Unless the demons and angels are willing to combine their powers to reawaken the creator god Anu, all resistance will be futile.
That time and space will eventually fall completely under the impact of the green tide and become a paradise belonging exclusively to orcs.
We should now start thinking about how to use them.”
A scientific research expert from the magical Earth enthusiastically showed the recent reports to the Blue Magic Judge Jinjitaxia.
As one of the project supervisors, his main responsibility was the combination of Hulk blood and orc genes.
It is not difficult to tell from the orc specimens behind him that are soaked in the solution for more than ten meters that this research has been a complete success.
Even created several monsters that are more terrifying than the Hulk.
It's just that they are too uncontrollable and have basically no rationality at all.
The most powerful ones among them could even go head-to-head with the Son of Superman after his transformation, so they were quickly dealt with after their limits were tested.
Jinjitaxia glanced at the battle screen and various data displayed on his electronic equipment, and soon showed satisfaction: "Yes, you did a good job. I think the great father of New Phyrexia will also be satisfied with this result. As for how to use it properly, we will discuss it separately after I return from the Warhammer universe."
"Are you heading to that universe?"
The project manager's eyes lit up instantly, revealing infinite yearning.
Although in the traditional concept of "Hammer Guys", this hellhole is definitely a miserable and desperate world where everyone hates everyone and dogs hate dogs.
But for a scientific researcher, it is an absolute "paradise".
Because there are so many incredible advanced technologies in it.
In other words, 20% or even more of the theoretical knowledge and technology in this huge central laboratory under your feet comes from the Warhammer universe.
Whether it was the genetic technology used by the Human Emperor to create the Primarchs and Astartes Space Marines, the stunning technology of the Necrons, or the powerful Warp psychic power used by the Eldar and the Ancients, all of them greatly broadened their horizons.
Through continuous experimentation by combining this knowledge, technology and magic, a large number of research results are produced every day in the entire central laboratory.
So even though they know that the Warhammer universe is very dangerous, many scientific researchers still regard it as a "holy land" in their minds and want to see it in their lifetime.
It would be best to first go to the Adeptus Mechanicus headquarters on Mars to communicate with the great sages, and then discuss the limits of physics with the Necrons.
Especially the clothes that were sent back by Master Wanhua not long ago, which made Jinjitaxia feel a little admiration for the Necrons.
Because these clothes were made during the Necrontyr period when they had not yet lost their souls, and the materials used were actually woven from silk threads drawn from time!
Making time into clothes and wearing them on your body! What a powerful and incredible level of technology!
You have to know that in the universe where the planet Toril is located, even many gods with the ministry of time may not be able to do it.
But the Necrons had already done it tens of millions of years ago, and they produced not just one or two pieces, but in batches so that the entire senior leadership could wear them.
So Jinji Tasha is full of expectations for this trip.
He longed to have a face-to-face exchange with the Great Demon Judge Vashtor, and believed that it would be a very pleasant conversation.
Thinking of this, Jinji Taxia turned off his electronic devices, raised his head and said to the men standing in front of him: "Yes, I will set off now.
But don't expect me to take you with me.
After all, the invasion of the Warp is very terrible for mortals like you who have strong desires.
I don't want you to come back completely crazy after your trip.
Unless the troubles in the Warp are resolved one day, the great father of New Phyrexia will not allow us to enter on a large scale."
"Oh, really? That's a pity."
Visible disappointment suddenly appeared on the supervisor's face, and he was obviously regretful that he could not visit the holy land in his mind.
However, even though he was lost, he had no intention of risking his life or even his soul.
Because those who have access to first-hand information in the laboratory know best how dangerous the subspace is.
To put it bluntly, even those guys who have transformed themselves into non-humans probably wouldn't be able to survive for long once they were thrown in.
Jinjitaxia patted the supervisor's shoulder with her sickle-like claws and consoled him, "Don't worry. When I come back, I will share all the knowledge, techniques, and inspirations I have gathered with you. By the way, have you found any results regarding the clothes woven by the Necrontyr with the threads of time?"
"Um - sorry, not yet. You know, we have too many research projects and materials on hand. The ones that are not of high enough importance have been put on hold for two years."
The human scientist smiled helplessly.
When he was alive, he always felt that there were too few research topics, and many of them were meaningless repetitive trial and error.
But after being recruited here after death, the situation was completely reversed.
Not only are there a vast number of research directions and topics to choose from, but there are also almost unlimited resources available for use. It is simply a paradise for scientific researchers.
But there are so many problems that I don’t know how to choose.
"The great father of New Phyrexia is very interested in these clothes. I have now adjusted its importance to level six. You should organize people to tackle it as soon as possible. I hope to see some results when I come back."
After saying this, Jinji Tasha embarked on a journey to another universe under the guidance of a perfect planeswalker.