Then could xenos technology also be considered a miracle of the Machine God?
A Tech-Priest absentmindedly turned to look at his colleague. "These crude gear-toys see their own technology as an extension of the Machine God's will and the technology of other primitive species as heresy. What do you think?"
"What could I possibly think? They can't even make sense of this ship's structure. I have no idea how idiots like that became technology administrators."
"Ah... true... What would they do if they learned that the Machine God is the Shattered God?"
"Haha, they'd definitely tear off all their own components and kill themselves."
The two Tech-Priests chatted and laughed in the Heart of the Engine. The surrounding Tech-Priests and servitors showed no anger at their disrespect toward the Machine God.
++Preparing to adjust the vessel's translation vector. Proceeding to sector 0001000100.++
"Yeah, yeah." A Tech-Priest waved dismissively. "Want to jump over to those children's crude ships later and have some fun?"
"...Not a bad idea. Let the Mechanical Ark handle the mission itself."
++Oh, heavens. You two lazybones are going off to play again. Watch me tell Trazyn and have him teach you a proper lesson.++
"Pfft..." One of the Tech-Priests looked disdainfully at the flickering Heart of the Engine. "Give it a rest, AI. Our master went to a meeting. He won't be back for at least a hundred years."
++But time is relative, isn't it?++
"Keep talking, and we'll have the Canoptek Scarabs give you a proper bullying."
++Oh! How cruel you are!++
The Mechanical Ark's AI began to cry. Condensed liquid filled the cooling ducts, leaving the vast core chamber damp and cold.
"Alright, alright. Is there anything you want? We'll bring you something."
The other Tech-Priest could not stand the Mechanical Ark AI's sniveling any