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

Chapter 384: The Shocking Oil Man (Please Subscribe)

The moment the base vehicle was deployed, the built-in field generator had already created a huge hemispherical airspace in the snow and ice.

The invisible ground repelled the flying ice and snow, and time and space seemed to stand still. Only above the ice layer, a steel forest was spreading rapidly.

The first antimatter reactor to be built began to release huge amounts of energy. Flashing plasma arcs were released from the tip of the tower, ionizing the atmosphere within the field.

The continuously extending alloy pipes extend rapidly towards the ground. Under the ice layer that is more than 200 kilometers thick is an underground ocean with a depth of about meters. Such a huge amount of sea water contains rich substances. Part of the alloy pipes are transformed into filter screens to continuously extract the required substances from the sea water.

More alloy pipes spread like the roots of a giant tree, penetrating deeply into the silicate mantle and iron core of Ganymede, absorbing substances from them.

"Even though this is not the first time I've seen this kind of scene, I'm still shocked by the power of technology. It's human beings who can harness this power, a god-like power," Sharokin exclaimed.

The power of an individual is so insignificant compared to the overall power of this civilization. The surging nanorobots began to multiply exponentially. They used the abundant matter and antimatter on Ganymede to efficiently replicate themselves, and then directly generate the required equipment and buildings.

The weather control instrument necessary for transforming the planet's atmosphere reappeared. Its constantly rotating top sphere controlled the atmosphere of Ganymede, making its chaotic atmospheric circulation controllable and conducive to production.

The violent freezing hurricane quickly subsided, and the ice layer of Ganymede became quieter than ever before. The greenhouse gases rapidly produced in the atmosphere began to form a thermal barrier, intercepting the sun's light radiation and the ground radiation inside the planet.

In the darkness, the buildings full of technological beauty lit up with faint blue lights, and energy pipelines extended to everywhere like blood vessels, completing the establishment of the energy system with the lowest loss.

There was no need for Roche to even issue more orders, the intelligent computer had already carried out a series of operations according to the process. This was how the survivors of the golden age of the past opened up new colonies.

Soon, energy power plants and mineral refining centers were spread across every corner of the planet, working together to extract all usable materials from Ganymede and convert them into a form that humans could use.

The magnetic field generators located at the planet's poles enhance the planet's original geomagnetic field and even continuously heat the planet's iron core through microwaves. The wildly moving core material continuously creates a stronger magnetic field, which binds the newly generated atmosphere and forms a layer of magnetic field to protect it from the invasion of solar wind.

With the experience of building the Mustafar Forge World and the Hera Dock, Roche decided to start construction on two fronts this time. Another forward base was launched into the asteroid belt between Jupiter and Mars, near a celestial body called Ceres.

The largest battleship shipyard in the solar system is being born here. It will replace the shipyards on Jupiter and Mars and continuously produce the most advanced battleships for the empire.

Such a big movement naturally could not escape the attention of countless eyes in the solar system. Rogal Dorn's solar system fleet was observing everything from a long distance, while more Mechanicum sages were observing the changes of Ganymede from their own spaceships or on the surface of the planet through ultra-long-distance means.

In fact, as early as the arrival of the three Thundercloud-class planetary battleships on Terra, the members of the Martian Mechanicum who had evacuated to Terra had strongly requested to land on those battleships so that they could worship the creations of Om Messiah, the God of All Machines, up close.

However, due to the tense situation of the war, Ryan Johnson had already led the fleet into assembly state, so he naturally rejected the requests of those oil men.

However, as long as you are willing to work hard, there are always more solutions than problems. Many Mechanicus sages even left their own nests and followed Ryan Johnson's fleet to the new battlefield.

As long as they can stay with these epic warships, they dare to venture into even an apocalyptic-level battlefield.

As they observed, Ganymede, which was originally marble in color, was rapidly being covered with a layer of steel forest. Those huge buildings were growing at an incredible speed. Yes, the entire Ganymede seemed to come alive, and the metal structures on its surface grew naturally like its hair.

Under the perfect planning of the intelligent brain, the structural layout of the entire Ganymede has almost reached the highest efficiency.

The city on Ganymede is not designed to look like a hive city, but rather presents a three-dimensional city similar to a nested ring.

In fact, the most widely distributed giant three-dimensional hives in the human world today are all products left over from the early human colonial period.

At the time, humanity's technological capabilities were limited, forcing them to resort to this crude and cumbersome model of interstellar migration. Naturally, the primary concern was how to accommodate the largest possible population in a short period of time, which compromised the quality of life. These artificial megastructures, constructed largely of ceramic and plastic steel, resembled mountains of dung on the planet's surface, looking ugly and inefficient. However, they were preserved due to the high cost of demolition.

"The hives may be able to accommodate a terrifying number of humans, but it is difficult for them to adapt to the ever-changing and growing future development of the human race. The hives of each population world are often divided into upper nests, middle nests, lower nests, and the most chaotic bottom nests. Countless mutants and alien creatures are spreading in the dark environment of the bottom nest, which is undoubtedly extremely unfavorable to future development."

"The hive will naturally differentiate into different classes of people, but I don't need these classes. All humans on Ganymede will serve this planet equally."

Now that he has done it, Roche must do his best. The urban area he designed on Ganymede can adapt to future development needs to the greatest extent possible, and can also best guarantee the quality of life of humans living here in the future.

At the same time, the "star rings" surrounding Ganymede's near-Earth orbit are also being built simultaneously. These star rings can serve as orbital platforms to provide supplies and maintenance services for space warships. When necessary, they can also create planet-level void shields to completely cover the entire Ganymede.

Now is a time of war, and Roche doesn't know whether one day the rebels will break through the defense line at the edge of the solar system and directly enter the interior of the solar system.

The transformation of Ganymede lasted seventy days. In the mythology of ancient Terra, God took seven days to create the world, while Roche spent seventy days to transform Ganymede, a blank land, into a futuristic city with a strong sense of technology.

Compared to Mars, which has undergone 30,000 years of development and spanned the Golden Age, the Dark Age of Technology, the Age of Conflict and the baptism of civil war, Ganymede does not have the slightest sense of oldness.

Those huge steel structures reflect the light from the star, making Ganymede look like a shining silver diamond in the starry sky.

Everything here is brand new. Endless materials from Jupiter are being transported to Ganymede every moment and converted into usable resources by the ore refining center.

Ceres in the asteroid belt is also constantly encroaching on meteorite bodies that are extremely easy to mine, and the Helios Dock, similar to the Hera Dock Fortress in Macragge, is under construction.

However, if we want to wait until Helios is actually put into operation and can produce warships continuously, it will take a long time. At least it is unrealistic to achieve this goal within the next one or two years.

"Oh, Om Messiah... We have found the God of All Machines."

"If He is not in the Pantheon, He is here on earth."

At this moment, the engine oil guys who had been spying in the space near Ganymede for a long time could no longer bear it. They witnessed with their own eyes how a blank Ganymede became what it is today in a short period of time.

If it were in the past, they would probably denounce such unrealistic fantasies as ridiculous, as it would take at least decades to transform a planet.

But now, they have witnessed everything with their own eyes, and now they have to believe it even if they don't want to.

There are really people in the world who can do this kind of thing. They cruise around Ganymede with curiosity and some fear, thinking of the complex planet.

The mechanical arks of the Mechanicus swarmed over, hovering around the periphery of the "Star Ring", trying to communicate with it before landing on this planet that had undergone tremendous changes.

This is not because the oil guys are so polite, but simply because their scanning equipment has sensed the power of the star ring, which is completely comparable to their treasured relic-level orbital defense system.

"Remove the star ring protection and let them land. I will integrate these fugitives from Mars. It's time to unite these scattered oil guys under one will."

"Come on, all of you, come to the future world of Ganymede. I will let them witness what real technology is. As long as you are willing to come, I will not turn anyone away."

Luo Xi stood on the top floor of the base on Ganymede, gazing at the countless flashing arcs of light in the starry sky.

(End of this chapter)