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

Chapter 403: Imperial Truth 2.0 (Request for Subscription)

Roche, who was on Ganymede, quietly returned to Terra under the protection of his guards.

He has sent Sharokin to Belisarius Cawl to assist him in recovering the original mother of the Gene Sect on the moon. Currently, only Iron Father Wayland, Tassa of the Salamanders and others are left by his side.

These veterans who have followed him since Istvaan have always been the people Roshi trusts the most.

With Conrad's departure, the Iron Man Veronica, who originally served as the Midnight Haunter's portable prison, also resumed its original mission. It has been quietly protecting Roche's personal safety in secret.

As the head sage of the Advanced Technology Community, Roche's safety is no longer just his own business. The interests of countless people are tied to it, especially the priests of the Mechanicus, who are extremely afraid that something might happen to Roche.

Oh, Om Messiah, the treasure house of the God of All Machines has just opened a crack to them, and they have already glimpsed countless treasures of knowledge from it. Those golden knowledge have opened their arms to them, and they must never let the door close again.

This time when Cawl went to the moon, the Mechanicus who were evacuated from Mars put in a lot of effort.

They dispatched a legion of Titans that were rescued from Mars and regarded as treasures, and ordered them to follow Cawl to reminisce with the Selina Gene Sect on the Moon.

Although the biochemically modified weapons of your Selina Gene Sect are powerful, my Martian Titan is not at a disadvantage either.

Although the Mechanicus has now retreated to Terra, a lean camel is still bigger than a horse, and it is still easy for them to control a half-dead lunar genetic sect.

Even Malcador expressed the wish of the Custodes to send two Imperial Guards to protect the safety of this key figure in the Empire.

But Roche didn't want those golden corns to follow him around all day long, as the tribune Diocletian had left a deep impression on him.

When Luo Xi thought of the Imperial Guards, a perfect but contemptuous face appeared in his mind, which made him feel intimidating.

These products of perfect alchemy created by the Emperor seem a little too ruthless, and it is unclear whether this is right or wrong.

In their eyes, there is only the Emperor, their Creator, and everything else is nothing but empty talk.

Luo Xi walked in from the front door of the seal holder's office building. It was as bustling and busy as usual, and everything was running closely according to the settings.

Since the Seal Bearer had been notified in advance, Roche did not have to wait long this time, and Terra's Chief of Guards Rogdorn was already in place.

"Let's make it short. This time we are discussing the setting of the Thought Seal. I have sent you the detailed information on the way."

Luo Xi didn't bother with the small talk. Everyone was extremely busy and there was no room for politeness.

"Yes, Mind Control Tower, I already know of the existence of this creature." The Master of the Seal said, and he loosened his stiff back, like a piece of rotten wood stretching out and creaking.

The Primarch of the Imperial Fists, Rogal Dorn, remained expressionless. Like a cold piece of reinforced concrete, he stood silently beside the Sigillite, waiting for orders.

"To be honest, this thing reminds me of some not-so-good memories from the Dark Age of Technology, as well as the blasphemous technology that the Dark Mechanicus reproduced - a creation called the Staff of Servitude."

Luo Xi knew the origin of the so-called Staff of Servitude. It was the staff of Lucas Chrome, the Lord of the Martian Forge, which integrated the results of micro-neuroscience. It only needed to touch the human body slightly to quickly complete the shell implantation surgery and become a soulless body that only obeyed orders. The people of the Dark Mechanicus also gave it a very poetic name - Forget-Me-Not.

"The thought stamp is not the same thing as that thing. It only strengthens a concept in the brain, making people believe it without a doubt, and cutting off those loose and wavering wills."

Roche could not accept Malcador's comparison of the Thought Seal to the Forgotten, which was an insult to the technology.

After all, the latter is an evil technology purely used to enslave and manipulate others, while the former, if used properly, will become an important means for humans to fight against the threat of the subspace.

"What initial definition do you think should be set in the mind control tower to stamp the ideology of the empire's army?" asked Luo Xi.

Because the Thought Seal places a certain burden on the human brain, it must be concise and precise, as well as extremely precise and detailed. "I understand that the Thought Seal primarily addresses the problem of mortals being easily corrupted by words from the Supreme Heaven when they come into contact with enemies of the Warp."

Malcador said, "In fact, the Empire has always been implementing this, but it is not as direct and straightforward as the Thought Stamp."

The concept mentioned by Malcador is actually the imperial truth that has always been preached.

The core of the so-called Imperial Truth is that the universe is rational, and knowledge can defeat fear and save mankind from the terror of the Age of Strife.

Imperial Truth denies irrationality and superstition, and abandons belief in powers and creeds beyond cognition.

The Emperor always seems to want to use the Imperial Truth to explain everything in the universe. He emphasizes rationality and thinking, and opposes blind faith and worship.

"This is a lie. The Imperial Truth is close to bankruptcy." Luo Xi said.

Perhaps during the Great Crusade, the Imperial Truth still had many supporters, but by now, even if one had not witnessed the tides of the Warp Sea rising and the beings called Warp Demons coming into the world, one had at least heard of the existence of demons.

The terrifying existence from the warp preys on human souls and devours their flesh and blood, making countless humans tremble with fear.

The white lie woven by the Emperor has become ineffective. The fewer people know about the existence of the Warp, the less influence the Warp can exert. The idealistic power of the Supreme Heaven is never reasonable. The Lord of Mankind once tried to use this to put humanity on the right track.

"Just because it's bankrupt doesn't mean it's useless. Now with your stamp of thought, the Imperial Truth can be used again," said Malcador.

The concepts that can be reinforced by the stamp of thought also have different depths. If a concept is constructed out of thin air without sufficient subjective impressions to support it, then it will naturally not be as solid as a real concept.

The beauty of the Imperial Truth lies in the fact that it is a concept that has taken hundreds of years to continuously consolidate and strengthen.

It is equivalent to the Empire Truth having already laid the foundation, and then building a house on it, which is naturally more solid and reliable than building a house on a muddy pit.

"The Imperial Truth is not entirely a lie. It makes sense most of the time to use it to explain the real universe."

"How do you describe it?" Luo Xi said.

The seal bearer stroked his long beard, wondering what kind of ideological seal he should add to the imperial army of the solar system.

After a long time, he finally calmed down and gave his answer.

"The universe and humans are rational."

Malcador's answer was a little surprising. He did not choose loyalty-oriented ideas such as "loyalty to the Emperor, loyalty to the Empire", nor did he have extreme emotions such as "hatred of the Warp, hatred of Chaos".

This experienced Eternal Prime Minister knows the truth about the Warp. In fact, both extremely negative emotions and extremely positive emotions will resonate in the Warp.

Extreme hatred is likely to be distorted by the other party into the opposite form.

And blind loyalty is not what he and the emperor want to see.

The fundamental purpose of the empire's existence is to save mankind. Such a corrupt and rigid existence as the empire itself is not worthy of being saved. The real meaning of the empire's existence is to allow as many humans as possible to survive in this dark universe.

He also hopes that every human being can have his or her own iron will and look at humanity and the universe, including the evil existence in the subspace, with a rational attitude.

It is extremely difficult for humans to remain rational, but under the influence of thought, they may be able to get infinitely close to rationality.

(End of this chapter)