Chapter 234 Lao Da! I miss you.

30k will always be the century of biotechnology, if it's not, then it's 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 on the market to improve the living standards of all people.

But due to the fault line in the empire's science and technology, humanity embarked on a rather wrong path.

According to the correct understanding, humans across the galaxy should have entered fully automated production long ago, but the chaotic dark technological age has forced humans today to make do with what they have.

In order to cope with the complicated production, living robot servants came into being. These biochemical creations that look extremely hideous and terrifying are the cornerstone of the empire.

Even though Pai Gu claims to be the Necrons, in reality they are just younger brothers, and the Human Empire is the regime lying on the corpses.

If there were necromancers in this world and they were born in the Empire, then this seemingly heretical talent would never lack experimental materials throughout his life as long as he was not shot.

It is far from comparable to those colleagues in other worlds who need to secretly dig graves and pick up corpses. Its highlight is that the quantity is large and the food is satisfying.

As the largest manufacturer of servitors, the Martian Mechanicum possesses complete bio-manufacturing technology. As long as a standard human DNA map is input and various biochemical materials react, a body can be obtained within a Terra week.

As the leader of the Empire's biotechnology, Hogg certainly possesses more advanced bio-manufacturing technology, which is far beyond the comprehension of those idiots on Mars.

The Zerg of Blackwatch have been around for a long time, and the losses in battles are countless, but even until now, the same combat weapons have not appeared within the empire.

For the great sage who has witnessed Hogg's biochemical technology, this technology should not be called science, but metaphysics.

And Hogg was very malicious. He filled the Zerg with a lot of genetic waste codes. As long as they dared to replicate, they would get a powerful biological bomb.

Even with the power of a star god, even if Hogg was thrown on a deserted planet, as long as he had the basic materials and was given some time, he could create a race.

After obtaining Goda's soul, Hogg asked Magnus to store their disciples in the scarf. The thousands of souls in it would nourish the broken soul of the dog-man warlord.

In order to bring the dog-men back to the world, Hogg brought Magnus to the Hive Research Base in Catachan. Only the huge modular equipment there could support the birth of a race.

Although the Blacklight's laboratory is high-end, it is not large enough after all. With just those few culture chambers, it would take who knows how many years to reach the basic reproduction number of a species.

Looking at Hogg who was making a solemn promise, Magnus, who knew little 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 the dog-man. What will you do?"

"What should I do? It seems you don't understand at all!"

Although in terms of psychic power, ten thousand Hoggers added together are still a negative number, but he has been the Dog-Man Emperor for 88 years. Even if he turns into a corgi, he is still a dog at the level of the Primarch.

The brain at the Primarch level can be regarded as the most efficient biological tissue in the universe, far beyond the reach of sloppy thinkers.

With just his brain, Perturabo was able to control the combined fleet's precise movements through his mind, and played hide-and-seek with the Orc coalition for a month.

Although there is suspicion of awakening the essence of the subspace, Hogg has a mental network!

Based on the principle of big force means big bricks fly, even if Hogg's brain's operating speed is not that terrifying, he can definitely win by quantity as he has an external brain.

When he was with the dog people, even without the blessing of the mind network, Hogg still memorized the dog people's DNA map by splitting the puzzle. Now he only needs to use computing power to piece them together to take this most difficult step and prevent the dream of the Second Empire from being stillborn.

Hogg, who was working on a puzzle, looked at Magnus, who was in a daze, and couldn't help but kick him. He pointed to the warehouse full of spellcasting materials and said:
"Lazy Ogrin, do you still want to be the prime minister? You see me working alone and you don't want to move, right? Go and do the experiment now!
You have three days to make a tool that can transfer souls, or you can forget about being the prime minister."

Hearing Hogg's unreasonable request, Magnus wanted to explain to him how difficult it was to transfer the soul without damage, but under the pressure of Hogg's fists and feet, he still walked into the warehouse.

But when Magnus opened the door of the warehouse, the unpleasantness of being scolded just now disappeared instantly. Even he had never seen so many precious materials. There were so many that it was endless to see.

"Damn Hogg, why is he so rich? Why don't I have so many good things?

Hey, that's not right! Why do the spell materials on the shelf look so familiar? It looks like there are two layers of paint on the box. "

Magnus, who discovered the problem, hurriedly started to pick it out, but the paint on the box with the Blackwatch logo was too thick and had stuck to the bottom, preventing him from discovering Blackwatch's little secret.

And when a powerful psychic can make full use of so many spellcasting materials, the results will be shocking to the world, not to mention that this psychic is Magnus, who possesses amazing wisdom.

Just like that, after gathering a luxurious team of the empire's biochemical geniuses and psychic masters, a dog production line that combined science and metaphysics was created in less than a week.

Magnus, who provided psychic technical support, looked at the machine in front of him, which could not be described as ugly, but could only be described as extremely ugly, and looked at Hogg beside him with a nauseous look:
"Brother, are you sure this will work? At least make the design more beautiful! Such an ugly creation will lower people's opinion of me."

In fact, it’s not Magnus’ fault that he was complaining like crazy, because this dog production line perfectly inherited Hogg’s consistent abstract aesthetic. Any human with normal values ​​would be mentally polluted when seeing it.

But Hogg didn't care about that. As long as it could be used, it would be fine. He tried to argue:

"You know nothing about art. Practicality is the greatest standard of art in the world. Look at those gorgeous tentacles and those cute big eyes. If you slander this work of art, it will be sad."

As if it understood the Creator's conversation, the perfect creation that Hogg mentioned was still swinging its slippery tentacles and using its big mouth that occupied half of its body to make a shrill cry, like a baby acting coquettishly.

Ignoring the crazy Hogg beside him, Magnus picked up the red scarf and tied it around the monster's neck. A group of tiny white lights passed through it.

Looking at the machine that had already started running, the two brothers stared straight into the big mouth, wanting to witness the rebirth of an ancient race.

As the production line squirmed repeatedly, a giant white egg was spit out from its huge mouth and rolled to their feet.

Just as the two were wondering why it was an egg, a dog head covered in mucus broke out of the shell and uttered the first words of this species:

"Hi, hi, hi! I'm here!"

　Let me explain why there are only two updates. Actually, when I finished writing the second chapter, I found that the plot was too dark and completely went against my original intention, so I deleted it all.

　　Then, after running three kilometers to atone for my sins, I came up with this version. When I finished writing this chapter, it was two o'clock in the middle of the night. I was so sleepy that I had to take a rest.

　　That’s why I’m in this state now, but I don’t have kidney deficiency! Don’t think too much about it.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)