Chapter 234 Laoda! I miss you.
30k will always be the century of biotechnology. If not, then it is the world's fault.
As the saying goes, science and technology are always the primary productive forces. When roaring machines replace human hands, countless cheap products will be put into the market to improve the living standards of all people.
However, due to the fault of Imperium science and technology, mankind has embarked on a quite wrong path.
According to a correct understanding, human beings across Galaxy should have already entered fully automated production, but the chaos of Dark Age of Technology has made today's human beings can only make do with things.
In order to cope with the complicated production, the living Servitor came into being. This group of very ferocious-looking biochemical creations is the bottom cornerstone of Imperium.
Even though Necrons claims to be Necrons, if we look at the actual situation, they are just younger brothers, and Imperium of Man is the regime lying on the corpse.
If there were necromancers in this world and were born in Imperium, then such a seemingly heretical talent would never lack experimental materials throughout his life as long as he was not shot.
It is far beyond the comparison of those colleagues in other worlds who need to secretly dig graves and pick up corpses. It stands out as a large amount of food.
As the largest manufacturer of Servitor, Mars Adeptus Mechanicus has complete biological manufacturing technology. As long as a standard human DNA map is input, and various biochemical materials react, a body can be obtained in less than a Terra week.
As the leader of Imperium biotechnology, Hogg certainly has better biological manufacturing technology, which is far beyond what the group of waste Mars can understand.
Blackwatch and Zerg appeared not just a day or two ago, but there were countless battle losses, but even now, the same combat weapon has not appeared inside Imperium.
For Magos who saw Hogg's biochemical technology, this technology should not be called science, but metaphysics.
Moreover, Hogg is very malicious, filling Zerg with a lot of genetic waste codes. As long as they dare to copy it, they will get a super powerful biological bomb.
Even if he has C'tan Power, even if he throws Hogg on an uninhabited planet, as long as he has the basic materials and gives him some time, he can create a race.
After obtaining the soul of Goda, Hogg asked Magnus to store their disciples in that scarf. The thousands of souls in it would nourish the ruined soul of Dog-man Warmaster.
In order to bring the Dog-man race back to the world, Hogg brought Magnus to Catachan's Hive research base. Only the huge modular equipment inside can provide for the birth of a race.
Although Blacklight's laboratory is high-end, it is not large enough after all. It will take who knows how many years to reach the basic reproduction number of a race with just those cultivation chambers.
Looking at Hogg who was swearing by him, Magnus, who didn't know much about biotechnology, asked:
"Are you sure you can restore the original Dog-man? Although I am a psychic, we don't even have a DNA map of Dog-man. What should you do?"
"What should I do? It seems you don't understand at all!"
Although in terms of psychic ability, the total of ten thousand Hogg is a negative number, but he has been Dog-Man Emperor for 88 years. Even if he becomes a corgi, he is still a Primarch level dog.
The Primarch-level brain can be regarded as the most efficient biological organization in the universe, and it is far beyond what the scrawled Cogitator can catch up with.
Perturabo, relying solely on his pair of brains, was able to brain-control the combined fleet to move precisely, and he played hide-and-seek with Orks Coalition for a month.
Although there is a suspicion of awakening Warp Essence, Hogg has Psychic Network!
In line with the principle of focusing on big bricks, even if the running speed of Hogg's brain is not that terrifying, with an external brain, he can definitely win with quantity.
At the time of Dog-man, even without the blessing of Psychic Network, Hogg still wrote down the DNA map of Dog-man by splitting the puzzle pieces.
Now we only need to use computing power to piece them together to overcome this most difficult step, so that Imperium Secundus's dream will not be stillborn.
Hogg, who was doing the puzzle, looked at the confused Magnus next to him, who was in a daze. He couldn't help but give him a kick, and pointed to the warehouse next to him that was full of spell-casting materials and said:
"You lazy Ogryn, do you still want to be the prime minister? I'm busy working alone, why don't you? Get out of here and go experiment!
You have to make me a tool that can transfer souls within three days, otherwise you will never be able to become the prime minister."
Hearing Hogg's unreasonable request, Magnus wanted to explain to him how difficult it was to transfer the soul without loss, but due to Hogg's fists, he still walked into the warehouse.
But when Magnus opened the door of this warehouse, the unpleasantness of being scolded disappeared instantly. Even he had never seen so many precious materials, and he couldn't even see them at a glance.
"Damn Hogg, why is he so rich? Why don't I have so many good things?
Hey, that's not right! Why do the spellcasting materials on the shelf look so familiar? This box seems to have been painted with two coats of paint."
After discovering the problem, Magnus hurriedly picked it out, but the paint with the Blackwatch logo printed on the box was too thick and had stuck to the bottom, so he was prevented from discovering the little secret of Blackwatch.
And when a powerful Psyker can use so many spell-casting materials, the results will be shocking to the world, not to mention that this Psyker is also Magnus with amazing wisdom.
In this way, after gathering Imperium's luxurious camp of biochemical geniuses and psychic masters, in less than a week, a dog production line that combined science and metaphysics was produced.
Magnus, who provided psychic technology support, looked at the machine in front of him, which could not be said to be ugly, but extremely ugly. He looked at Hogg next to him with a disgusted look on his face:
"Brother, are you sure this will work? You should design it more beautifully! Such an ugly creation will lower the world's view of me."
In fact, this is not to blame for Magnus's crazy complaints, because this dog production line perfectly inherits Hogg's consistent abstract aesthetics. Any human with normal views will be mentally polluted after seeing it.
But Hogg doesn't care about this, as long as it works well, it tries hard to argue:
"You know nothing about art. Practicality is the greatest art standard in the world. Look at those gorgeous tentacles and cute big eyes. If you slander this piece of art, it will be sad."
As if he understood Creator's conversation, the perfect creation in Hogg's mouth also swung its smooth tentacles and let out a piercing cry with its big mouth that occupied half of its body, as if Xiao Bao was acting like a baby.
Ignoring Hogg who was beside him, Magnus picked up the red scarf and tied it around the monster's neck. A small white light spot passed through it.
Looking at the machine that had started running, the two brothers stared directly at the big mouth, wanting to witness the rebirth of an ancient race.
As the production line squirmed repeatedly, a white giant egg was spit out from its Great Maw and rolled to their feet.
Just when the two were wondering why it was an egg, a dog head stained with mucus broke out of the shell and uttered the first words of this race:
"Hey, hey, hey! I'm coming on horseback."
Let me explain why there are only two updates. In fact, when I finished writing the second chapter, I found that the plot was too dark and completely violated my original intention, so I deleted it entirely.
Then after running three kilometers to atone for myself, I came up with this version. So when I finished writing this chapter, it was two o'clock in the middle of the night. I was so sleepy that I couldn't stand it anymore and had no choice but to rest.
That's why I'm like this now, but I'm not suffering from kidney deficiency! Don't think too much about it.