Warhammer: Don't Call Me the God of All Machines

Chapter 131 A Conversation Across Ten Thousand Years

This is the chief's voice.

Luo Xi will never forget the instructions that man gave him before he fell asleep.

"Please allow the human race to continue and ensure that the torch of human civilization will not be cut off."

He has been following the responsibilities entrusted by the chief all along, and although he cannot be said to be working extremely hard, he dares not relax for a moment.

He was not afraid of death. In his long life, Luo Xi had embraced death. That feeling of nothingness could no longer make him feel truly afraid.

But he was only afraid that the responsibility entrusted to him by the Chief would fail due to his incompetence and stupidity.

Luo Xi never claimed to be a wise man because he had seen what a true wise man looked like.

The Chief of the Alliance is the most intelligent person Roshi has ever met in his long life. He is erudite and seems to know everything. His sharp and extraordinary foresight enables him to see the difficulties that human civilization must inevitably face.

He devoted all his energy to the development of human civilization and continuously contributed his wisdom. The new scientific system he created enabled human civilization to continue to advance rapidly.

It was for this reason that Luo Xi maintained such respect towards this man who was tens of thousands of years younger than him.

They are both teachers and friends, but most of the time, the chief is the teacher.

"Chief...is that you?"

Luo Xi asked in his heart with some disbelief.

Only when you truly shoulder the burden of responsibility will you know how heavy the responsibility is on your shoulders. Only those who have experienced it personally will understand this feeling.

"it's me."

Luo Xi's heart trembled suddenly, and he couldn't believe what he heard.

"But it's not me either," the voice said.

"I left a copy of my own intelligence on the Red Alert. In a sense, it has the same reactions as me."

The figure of the chief appeared in front of Luo Xi. He was still wearing a casual white research suit, and his body was simple without any superfluous accessories.

Although it was just a holographic projection, Luo Xi seemed to really see the man reappear in the world.

"Why do you...I mean...why?"

The talkative Luo Xi was a little speechless at the moment. He had so much to say but didn't know where to start.

"I understand it all, in my heart." The chief just waved his hand and smiled indifferently.

"I know you've had a hard time. Your personality isn't really suited to shouldering such a responsibility. After all, you've never shouldered any heavy responsibility in your life."

"But I don't have anyone better than you. Sorry, my friend."

Luo Xi stood as straight as a pine or cypress. He had never regretted his decision since he agreed to the Chief's mission ten thousand years ago. Even now, after experiencing so much in this terrible universe, he still hadn't regretted his decision.

He will feel pain, confusion and fear, but he will never regret his original choice.

"I know you want to ask me why I let you come to this terrible future without leaving you even a little guidance to tell you what to do." said the Chief.

"I am a human, not a god. Although I have foreseen such a future, it does not mean that what I saw is correct. My decision is correct." The man's eyes were fixed on Luo Xi. Although he knew that it was just a picture simulated by the intelligent machine, he still felt like he was talking to the chief.

"The future is a blur. Every thought and every decision will cause the timeline to go in a completely different direction. If I make a plan for you, the result will inevitably be failure."

"Anyone who attempts to cross the timeline of 10,000 years to control what will happen in the future must be a fool."

The Chief smiled, and Luo Xi also smiled. Although they did not want to control what would happen in the future, they were indeed making efforts to try to make everything develop in a better direction.

They are the fools, but not the most foolish. "So I choose not to tell you anything, leaving you free to do what you think is right," the Chief said. "Your choice is the choice of humanity."

"Even if your choice is irrational and full of cowardice and evasion, it is your choice, not mine."

Luo Xi couldn't believe it because it sounded illogical.

If you are afraid that your careful plan will be distorted due to the long time, you simply let it go and let an unprofessional person play freely. This behavior...

It's really too unreliable, isn't it?

The chief simulated by the intelligent computer pinched his nose. Luo Xi recognized this little action. Whenever the chief felt embarrassed, he would do this action to ease the embarrassment.

"Anyway, our [Reinforce the Future] plan was not very reliable to begin with, so it doesn't matter if it's even less reliable." The Chief shifted his attention to the data on Pharos obtained from Sousa, and he finally smiled.

"It turns out that you did a good job. This is the technological relic of those Necrontyrs, right? The echoes of the dead from the past still reverberate in the universe."

Roxi also showed a complacent expression. Obtaining the technology from Faros was the most surprising gain for him. It surpassed the barriers of human technology in the Golden Age and reached a peak that even a great man like the Chief had never reached.

"I've dealt with them before," the Chief said, "and I've learned some details about the past war in heaven. In fact, the background radiation of the universe has already recorded many details, and it only takes a little skill to read them."

A few tips...

Luo Xi felt a little speechless. Being able to unravel the past battle in heaven between the Creator and the Necrontyr from the ubiquitous cosmic background radiation, do you call this a little skill?
Speaking of the Necrontyr, or the Necrons, the Chief's expression became much more serious.

"I don't have much to teach you about dealing with these Necrontyr, but I have one thing to tell you—"

Luo Xi straightened his collar and listened attentively.

“Don’t be completely hostile to them, and don’t completely believe them either. Use your eyes to distinguish true from false and see the truth.”

"I understand." Luo Xi nodded. He had never completely believed in a voice, neither for the Empire nor for the Necrons.

The chief's projection nodded with satisfaction, and then changed the topic to the beginning.

"I guess you want to know why this projection I left on Red Alert was activated at this point in time, right after you acquired the Necron technology and entered it into Red Alert's database."

Luo Xi felt that his thoughts were completely understood, and he was indeed deeply curious.

He realized that this was related to the alien technology he collected that was out of the system.

"I have several plans for your general decision." The Chief began to give examples, "If you choose to play it safe, you will take the Red Alert and flee to the stars as soon as you wake up from your ten thousand year sleep."

"Perhaps it's a hidden corner of the Milky Way, or maybe you'll drift directly to the Andromeda Galaxy, which is the closest to the Milky Way. Anyway, you're an immortal, and the Red Alert is enough to support an exile journey across the Milky Way. You'll rebuild human civilization in an environment without any threats."

"Then you will never appear again? Including this projection of yours?" Luo Xi was a little scared, because at the beginning, he did plan to do so.

The mission he shoulders is too heavy, so naturally, he prefers to choose the safest path.

There is nothing shameful about running away, running away from the galaxy. At least you can get away from the monsters and the messy war here.

"Yes, my video will not be activated, the intelligent pickup truck will not be able to detect my existence, and I will sleep forever."

"Because I disappointed you?" Luo Xi asked.

The Chief just looked at him, just like he had done ten thousand years ago.

"I said, no matter what choice you make, it is a human choice, and I will not make any subjective evaluation. Running away is also an option, and rationally speaking, this has the highest success rate."

"But if you choose another path, if you choose to join the current galactic chess game, become a chess player, and start collecting technologies that are not within the framework of Red Alert, then I will appear and have this conversation with you."

(End of this chapter)