Industrial Cthulhu, starting from the island lord

Chapter 524 Abandoning Weak Flesh and Blood, Embracing a Steel Body

Hughes turned to look at Nora's body, then at her original owner: "Big Nora has no objections either."

Monica couldn't stand it anymore. She glared fiercely at Hughes: "You can't bully little Nora!"

Hughes stopped playing around with the two of them. After thinking for a moment, he squeezed some blood onto Nora's neck.

Blood flowed down Nora's severed body, and Hughes took a step back, slowly withdrawing his hand.

He stopped touching the cross-section, and Nora, who was standing still, swayed slightly, turned around, and stood in front of Monica.

She reached out her hand, and Monica, with a quick wit, offered her head.

Under Nora's surprised gaze, Nora carefully placed Nora on Nora.

Subsequently
"I can control myself now?"

“Yes.” Hughes nodded. “And I didn’t give any orders to Big Nora. She came to you herself.”

Nora's eyes flickered as she looked at her hands: "You...you want to be with me? You don't intend to abandon me, right?"

【√】

Feeling the emotions welling up inside her, Nora smiled.

Then it fell to the ground with a thud.

Nora hurriedly picked up Nora and placed her around her neck, but after a moment she took her off, hesitated for a moment, and turned to Hughes.

"It seems my blood can only maintain the connection for a short time. Perhaps applying more will help? I guess I'll have to test it further."

"Can I still go to the battlefield?" Nora asked, her voice trembling slightly. Then she lowered her head and whispered, "I'm sorry, I got a little too excited."

She had never mentioned the topic since her death. To be fair, Castells had helped her a lot and didn't owe her anything. Nora felt she had no right to ask for more.

But with hope within reach, she couldn't contain her pounding heart.

Although her heart wasn't connected to hers. Oh well.

"Well, I might be able to offer some help with this matter."

Everyone looked at the person who spoke with some surprise—Richard.

Richard first turned to Hughes and bowed slightly: "My lord, we have made some progress on the matter of Chloe's body. Although it has not been completely resolved, we have seen hope. And coincidentally, Nora's situation is somewhat suitable."

"How much do you all know about the Mechanical Sanctuary?"

Most people shook their heads. The Mechanical Sanctuary was a very small organization even within the church. As a church, it didn't even have any extraordinary methods or extraordinary individuals. Many people had never even heard of it.

"The Mechanical Sanctuary is a religious organization composed entirely of mortals. They possess some amazing technologies that involve human modification. Simply put, it combines the human body with machinery."

"Unfortunately, this technology is too difficult to implement, and most of it has been lost. Even the Mechanical Sanctuary can only keep some incomplete modification techniques."

"I've tried to do some research, but it's still at a basic level. It's barely possible for human consciousness to control machines, but it's too difficult for machines to replace the functions of human organs."

At this point, Richard looked at Nora with a hint of emotion in his expression: "But it seems that Ms. Nora does not need to maintain her life. You are already quite immortal, which makes things much simpler."

"I can design a mechanical body for you and put you inside to control it."

"The mechanical body is far stronger than flesh and blood, and it's also very easy to equip with weapons, completely solving problems like the lack of portability of the Dragon Breath Cannon. If you need to fight, I think this is a good choice." As Hughes listened to his description, images involuntarily flashed through his mind:
Nora's head was embedded in a massive metal mech, with bundles of pipes and wires connected to her neck. Every time her steel mechanical feet stomped on the ground, the battlefield trembled. A roar with an electrical undertone emanated from the loudspeakers as the enormous mech swung its electronic yoke, which continuously played sacred texts, as it charged forward.
W-w, why do you think he looks so handsome?

Nora was clearly tempted, but she glanced at Nora, who was holding her, with some reluctance, and shook her head: "Mr. Richard, I appreciate your kindness and I am willing to cooperate with your experiment. Perhaps one day in the future I will be able to operate a mechanical body and step onto the battlefield as you said, but for now, I do not intend to abandon my own body."

"Just as she never abandoned my head."

Hughes listened with considerable emotion.

He always said she was Nora's weakness, but unexpectedly, neither of them abandoned the other. Perhaps what cannot be abandoned is the weakness.

"Nora, you can stay in Castel for now. Richard and the other researchers will help you find a way to control your body for a longer period of time. Monica, you should join the research too."

Monica's eyes lit up: "Boss, you've finally let me join the formal research?"

Yes, Hughes had previously allowed Monica to join the army and go to the front lines, but he had never allowed her to conduct research.

At the time, she, Chloe, and Gaia were responsible for 120% of the explosions at the test site—the three of them even caused explosions outside the test site.

Therefore, Hughes only allowed Monica to participate in the research indirectly, that is, to provide some ideas, but not to officially join.

After all, it might be difficult for Castel to be breached by an external enemy, but Monica could very well send the entire island to the sky.

"You should be more careful in the future. Gaia is much more mature than before, and Chloe is no longer carefree. You should also stop fooling around."

Monica seemed to have taken some of it to heart, and that day the entire testing ground was filled with her happy laughter.

"Name?"

“Grigory, they all call me Grisha.” The boy looked nervously at the girl across from him who was registering him.

"Okay, Grisha, have you ever been to school?"

"No."

"Can you read?"

"I," Grisha opened his mouth, wanting to say that Lady Nora had taught him some spelling, but in the end he didn't speak.

His spelling skills are really bad; he even writes his own name crookedly, which is far from being able to read.

"I can't read."

Have you ever been exposed to other religions before, such as the scriptures of the Silent Church?

"The priest of the Silent Sanctuary occasionally preaches his doctrines in the village, but, but I..."

Grisha blushed, feeling so embarrassed he wanted to disappear into the ground. His reply was barely audible, like a mosquito's hum: "I... I basically don't know either."

The girl stopped writing, and Grisha looked at her somewhat nervously.

She probably won't kick me out, will she?
The girl smiled.

"That's right, you're the most qualified one among this group."

(End of this chapter)