They wanted to improve upon the Omnissiah's creations. The moment that concept entered their minds, everyone present felt a powerful suffocating pressure rising from the depths of their hearts.
It was an indescribable excitement and joy. The moment they proposed this plan, it meant they were standing beside the Omnissiah, at the same height.
They could perfect the flaws in the Omnissiah's creations that their faith had yet to resolve. Even if it demanded everything they had, they would gladly pay the price.
"I never expected the first fruit of the High Technology Consortium to arrive so quickly, Sage Land. If you can truly achieve this, perhaps your name really will endure for eternity," Lox praised sincerely.
"It is too early to celebrate, Sage Lox. The analysis of the Moravec Cube has only just begun. This is a vast and arduous undertaking, one that may consume the remainder of my life."
"I do not know how long this work will last, but it will most likely be measured in decades, perhaps even centuries."
"I am no longer young. I do not have much time, but neither do I have too little."
Arkan Land spoke with easy composure. Compared to Sage Ezekiel, who was nearing death from old age, he was younger and more open-minded.
If he could make even the slightest contribution in this field before he died, then death was nothing to fear.
"Second, although Moravec has given us the direction and the method, and we may only need to follow his path step by step to reach the end, we lack the crucial tools—the tools to move forward."
"We need the finest genetic engineering technology, as well as the primordial genetic material of all twenty Primarchs."
What Sage Land described was, in truth, something that existed only in