Less than ten minutes passed from the moment Qin Mo gave the order to the time Grey and Grot returned.
They even had time to stop by Aiken's place and hand Albert's corpse over to them.
After obtaining the Psyker, Qin Mo immediately sent her into a room equipped with a Psy-Suppressor.
"Let me out!"
"I'll kill you all!"
"Sob... sob..."
The Psyker constantly lashed out and harmed herself inside the room. She was extremely agitated because she had lost contact with the Gene Stealers' psychic network.
Grey and Qin Mo stood at the doorway, coldly watching the Psyker twist and thrash about inside.
After watching for a while, Grey could not help asking, "What use is she?"
"She's incredibly useful." Qin Mo smiled. "I can use her to find the Rebels' patriarch."
"But didn't you say before that you were going to build a device for detection and positioning?"
"Yes, but with this one, both efficiency and accuracy will improve tremendously."
Looking at the Psyker in the room, Grey felt disgusted. After thinking briefly, he asked, "Do we need to remove her brain?"
"No." Qin Mo shook his head.
"Then how do we make her obey orders without killing her?" Grey asked.
Hearing this, Qin Mo did not answer immediately. He smiled at the Psyker for a moment, then turned back to Grey. "You know, every living creature has a limit to what it can endure psychologically. Once that limit is exceeded, it breaks down and loses its mind."
"Of course." Grey nodded. When the 44th Regiment had nearly been wiped out, he had almost broken down himself. He simply did not like showing his emotions.
But everyone knew that living creatures could break down. What did that have to do with controlling the Psyker in the room?
"I'll find a way to break her, drive her insane, then find a way to tame her and make her submit." As he spoke, Qin Mo turned and walked toward the underground cavern, gesturing for Grey to follow. "You should learn this. That way, you'll know how to interrogate enemies more efficiently in the future."
"Is this something we have to do?" Grey asked.
"No, of course not." Qin Mo immediately shook his head. "I could just tie her up, stuff her into a machine, and get the result I want. But I need to teach you interrogation techniques."
"So this is a lesson?"
"Of course."
Two days later.
Over the past two days, Qin Mo and Grey had been busy interrogating the Rebel Psyker.
Although Qin Mo was always methodical in his work, Grey could not see any method in what he was doing this time.
Qin Mo merely devised a pile of baffling psychological questions, then relentlessly forced the Psyker to answer them.
The only change was that the Psyker had initially resisted answering in a violent rage, but now she was beginning to answer obediently.
This work continued for two full days.
Including now.
"What flavor of starch do you like?" Qin Mo asked one of his carefully designed psychological questions.
Grey stood beside Qin Mo, watching the Psyker crouched in the corner and ensuring that he would crush her skull the instant she made even the slightest inappropriate move.
But the Psyker merely curled up in the corner and answered obediently, "Starch has no flavor, sir..."
"Answer me," Qin Mo emphasized.
"But... but it really doesn't have a flavor..."
"Really? I don't believe you." Qin Mo smiled and shook his head.
"..." The Psyker curled up, hugging her legs. She looked utterly pitiful, but after hesitating for a long time, she still insisted, "It really has no flavor."
"Fine." Qin Mo stood and left the room.
After Grey followed him out, he saw the guards waiting outside enter the room with metal batons crackling with electricity in their hands.
Then came a burst of furious roars and screams.
This had also become routine over the past two days. Once Qin Mo finished asking what he wanted to ask, the guards outside would enter.
"Do you understand now?" Qin Mo asked.
"I don't." Grey shook his head helplessly.
"When I have time, I'll explain it to you in detail. Or I can make you a chip and let you read it directly." Qin Mo did not force Grey to master interrogation techniques immediately. He knew that, in Grey's eyes, his methods of interrogation were not much different from his creations—practically magic.
Grey fell silent for a moment, then suddenly asked, "Why don't we just put her in the machine? If you want to teach me something, I'll learn it, but with things as they are now..."
"In my previous orders, I told every regiment to expand to ten thousand men. Those people need weapons and equipment, along with spare weapons and equipment. So we have at least two days for teaching. Or we could spend those two days throwing a banquet." Qin Mo said.
Three days passed in the blink of an eye.
Qin Mo's lessons had produced results, and he planned to test the locator he had created.
Grey brought the Psyker out of her room. Even outside, she could not use Psychic Power because she still wore the Psychic Suppressor Collar around her neck.
The Psyker was escorted into the underground cavern.
As soon as she entered, Grey shut the large door behind her and stood guard before it. She looked around fearfully and saw five other people wearing powerful Power Armor, including Qin Mo, who had interrogated her these past few days.
Powerful Power Armor. That was what the Rebels called Terminator Power Armor.
"Come here." Qin Mo beckoned.
The Psyker trembled as she walked toward him.
Qin Mo grabbed the Psyker by the neck and forced her to look at a spherical machine in the corner of the cavern. "Do you see that thing? I need you to go inside, put on the helmet in there, sit in the chair, and relax."
"Yes... yes..." The Psyker nodded shakily.
Qin Mo was very satisfied and removed her Psychic Suppressor Collar.
At once, Grey and the others either tightened their grips on their gravity hammers or prepared to raise their hands and fire.
But their concern was entirely unnecessary. The Psyker was not even accustomed to the feeling of being without the collar. She glanced at it tremblingly, then walked into the spherical machine.
Submission and obedience. That was her current state.
Grey was astonished. He had not expected those strange interrogation questions and mind-breaking methods to actually work.
When the Psyker put on the helmet as Qin Mo had ordered and relaxed, her body suddenly went rigid as she connected to the entire brood's psychic network.
Defiance, strength, unyielding resolve... concepts she had forgotten over the past few days flooded back into her mind. Her face, once filled with fear, now became resolute.
Where are you, sister?
Don't give up. Don't submit. For the Lord of Evolution!
We are always behind you! Stay strong!
The Psyker felt the messages coming through the psychic network. She reached up to rip off the device on her head, but the entire seat suddenly warped and pinned her tightly in place until she lost consciousness.
Outside, Qin Mo operated the display connected to the machine. It had already projected the locations of numerous Gene Stealer individuals.
"The Gene Stealers' brotherhood is pretty touching." Qin Mo slid his fingers across the screen, filtering out most of the useless information as he waited to find what he wanted most.
But this was only a test, and Qin Mo did not expect to get results immediately.
Yet the results of this test exceeded all expectations.
The master of every Gene Stealer in the underhive of Hive Terra had long noticed the disappearance of an important individual. Once that individual restored her connection to the psychic network, the master of the entire brood instinctively conducted a scan—and that scan was detected.
"Three hundred and forty kilometers due north of our current position, two thousand meters underground." Qin Mo raised his head and looked in that direction, though the cavern wall blocked his view.
At the location he named, a massive xenos opened its eyes. Two seconds later, it closed them and issued an order through the psychic network.
The offspring nearby immediately began preparing to relocate and evacuate, while the Psyker struggling within Qin Mo's machine suffered brain death.
Before Grey and the others, Qin Mo began putting on Terminator Power Armor and gave the order. "Once the full-scale counteroffensive begins, I'll personally lead the team. We're going to carry out a difficult mission capable of turning the tide of battle."
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