++Scanning... genetically enhanced entity... Aeldari xenos... High Technology Association sealed-material robot... unmodified natural organism... detecting biological pheromones... no genetic labor contract.++
"This is the Core, a relatively friendly Abominable Intelligence," Rogal Dorn explained to Lin Fan.
++Warning. Asset Manager forces dispatched by headquarters detected. Engineers are advised to enter the fortress and take shelter.++
The red light flashed only once above Rogal Dorn's head. Then, dense swarms of robots flew out from the lightless darkness. These robots had an especially crude structure, as if a weapon capable of firing had been designed first, then a movable engine had been brutally bolted onto it afterward.
Highly specialized combat robots flew out through mechanical gates that stood open everywhere, while even more robots streamed endlessly from the depths. Such numbers made Lin Fan think only of the endless Tyranids.
"What is the Core? What is Headquarters?" Lin Fan had many questions, and Rogal Dorn displayed his rigorous side when communicating. Like building a fortress, he laid out every detail brick by brick before Lin Fan's mind.
"This place is vast. Extremely vast. Even the Imperial Palace on Terra, which I built myself, could not fill even a tiny corner of this enormous place. The material of this ground is hard. Extremely hard. Even Perturabo would have no chance of leaving so much as a tiny mark on it."
"What did you say?" Perturabo's ears caught the keyword. In an instant, he had completed the entire process of setting up equipment on the ground, analyzing it, locating a point, and breaking it. As Perturabo's drilling pounded against the ground, Rogal Dorn raised his voice.
"This place is particularly chaotic and dangerous. Lost Mad Machines roam everywhere. Only these machines that operate under the Core's command can be communicated and