Chapter 142: A glance of innocence, the victory of the emerging school!

As the flagship of the Primarch, the Glorious Queen-class Blacklight is armed to the teeth, making it impossible for anyone to sneak in.

There are up to 10,000 Space Marine veterans stationed on the Blacklight on a permanent basis, as well as hundreds of thousands of mortal auxiliary troops, and bloodthirsty plants are planted inside as a defensive measure.

This does not include the defensive devices hidden everywhere and the human crew members who have reproduced on the Blacklight for several generations. In short, Hogg's Blacklight is impregnable.

Unless they are defeated head-on, there is no way they can get in, and the Blacklight has three key defense locations.

One of them is a large cafeteria that produces delicious food every day, and the other is a rear warehouse that has been expanded countless times and installed with dimensional space.

One of these two places is the lifeline of Blackwatch, and the other is an important guarantee for the morale of the troops. There are people coming and going every day and they are heavily guarded.

The third location is Hogg's exclusive laboratory. There may not be as many people coming here as the above two places, but under the laboratory is the core of the Blacklight's machine soul.

That's why Hogg was so surprised when he heard the voice of an outsider. It was just like someone crawling out from under the bed to cover you with a blanket in the middle of the night. It would scare you to death.

"Come out here! If I catch you, you'll be in big trouble! I've already found you."

Hogg looked around and found that he couldn't find the person who was talking. What was even more strange was that the voice was still coming, as if it was right behind him.

This made Hogg break out in a cold sweat, and he could only bluff to deceive the outsider.

Perhaps realizing that he was very powerful and should not be cowardly, Hogg reacted and jumped 180 degrees to his back, then scratched a piece of the deck.

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The empty laboratory seemed even more eerie. The Titanium animals in the incubator stared with dead fish eyes at Hogg who was fighting wits and courage with the air, as if mocking him for being an idiot.

Embarrassed Master Huo yelled and swore to find the intruder who played a trick on him, but after searching for a while he couldn't find him.

"Brother, come out! I promise not to kill you, so don't hide anymore."

The sound in his ears continued, but Hogg, who had turned the surrounding area upside down, did not find the man. Just when he felt that something terrible had happened, a running juicer caught Hogg's attention.

Picking up this ordinary juicer and putting it to his ear, a familiar voice came from inside, allowing Hogg to confirm that this was the intruder.

After eliminating all the impossibilities, no matter how outrageous it is, it is correct. Hogg found the culprit and walked to the workbench with the juicer. He wanted to look through the previous surveillance.

As the recording time reached the moment when Hogg fell asleep, a psionic fire ring appeared around Hogg in the picture, and a small part of the psionic energy was absorbed by the juicer.

After discovering the problem, Hogg knew that this must be the work of the Star God fragments. He carefully studied this strange juicer, and after testing it, he found something wrong.

Hogg discovered that the juicer had actually awakened its machine soul. Although it was very weak, there was no doubt that it was there, and it was still craving for his psionic energy.

In line with the suicidal spirit of a scientific researcher, Hogg poured a large amount of psionic energy into it. After absorbing enough energy, the juicer soon underwent a mutation.

Along with the unusual sound of mechanical rotation, the juicer extended several cables and poked into the machine tool next to it. A large number of components were hooked out and coupled with it.

In this way, Hogg witnessed a juicer transform into a humanoid juicer that took on a humanoid shape and made sounds within a few minutes.

"Great Creator, thank you for giving me a new life. How can I serve you?" A neutral electronic synthesized voice came out from the newly connected microphone. An emoticon with the shape of ω also appeared on the display board on the head, which was indescribably weird.

Hogg, who reacted, had watched "Transformers" and was not surprised by such a development. Instead, he was curious about his new abilities after devouring the Forger.

He found that after seeing the juicer transform, a lot of knowledge suddenly appeared in his mind. He could use a large amount of psionic energy to infect the machine soul and speed up its awakening.

As long as he is willing to spend his psionic energy reserves, Hogg can use this ability to create a new mechanical race, which can be called a human fire source.

He just doesn't know whether Cybertron exists in this world. Hogg also wants to experience Megatron's terrifying management, which may be even more humane than the current imperial policy.

"Why do I feel like I'm becoming more and more like an orc? No, I'm a serious scientific researcher, and I've achieved what I have today entirely through my own efforts."

"Oh! It smells so good!"

"Master, do I smell good?"

The ignorant new machine soul did not understand Hogg's sigh. Although it had acquired a part of Hogg's thoughts when it was born, it was well known that Hogg's thoughts were poisonous.

It is not easy for him to distinguish himself as he was born as a juicer. The poor little guy was created by the unreliable man Hogg. This is undoubtedly the beginning of an interesting story.

"No, you smell like motor oil and juice. Do you want to give yourself a name? I can't keep calling you a juicer!"

"Name? I'm Kz71 multi-purpose liquid separator, you can call me by that name, Master."

Such a weird name is almost as weird as those engine oil guys. Hogg doesn't like it, but he is not good at naming.

“Why don’t you just call yourself Rick! There was an innocent guy in my hometown who loved e-cigarettes. You’re just the right name for me.

"If you have new compatriots in the future, just call them the Rick clan. Anyway, their legal department is not strong, so you can play with them as you like!"

"Also, don't call me master. It always makes me feel weird. It's like I have some kind of fetish. Call me Hogg like my little brother. Do you hear me?"

"I will definitely live up to Lord Hogg's kindness in giving me a new life. All of this is due to the cultivation of the Legion."

A line that best fits the current situation was found in the core processor. Rick knelt on one knee and pledged allegiance to Hogg.

Seeing the (°ー°〃) expression on Rick's monitor, Hogg didn't care about the familiar words. There were many weirdos in Blackwatch, and this one was quite a lot.

"Good, you look very energetic! I'll check your body later to see if you have fully developed."

Rick didn't dare to disobey the Creator's order. He lay down obediently on the test bench, waiting for Hogg's visit.

After a diligent inspection with sparks flying everywhere, Hogg found that the body made by Rick was surprisingly good. It used a pile of seemingly miscellaneous waste materials and accumulated the optimal solution through excellent design.

This made Hogg feel more and more like he had created a mechanical version of the green-skinned orc.

"Alas! Do I still have a chance to show the Empire that I am loyal? It's over!"

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