Warhammer: Rebuilding the Golden Age Starting with Farming.

Names like "Horizon," imbued with a spirit of exploration and classical romanticism, belong only to a more distant era.

“Your intuition is correct, Lord Andy,” Xiao Liu replied. “According to the machine’s database, it is an ancient settlement that existed on this planet before the Great Expedition.”

"Back then, this planet wasn't called Zais."

"It is a standard human colony with a highly automated agricultural and industrial system."

Four hundred and fifty kilometers is only a matter of about thirty minutes for a fully loaded shuttle formation.

As the yellow sands cleared, the outline of a magnificent city appeared on the horizon.

Even the well-informed Andy couldn't help but sit up straight.

"Good heavens..."

Upon seeing the view outside the window, his eyes revealed the greed of an old farmer seeing fertile black soil.

Sisyphus, who was sitting next to Andy, jumped right up from his chair!

He was practically pressed against the porthole window, his mouth agape, letting out a very impolite gasp:

"Holy crap! What the hell is this?!"

Sisyphus lived his entire life in Forge No. 7, and in his worldview, cities should grow upwards.

The upper nest, the middle nest, the lower nest, the bottom nest, layer upon layer, pressing against each other, obscuring the sun.

But what's in front of me...

It's flat!

The city has an extremely standard grid-like layout, with wide and straight main roads crisscrossing as far as the eye can see.

There are no towering metal domes, no oppressive vertical pipes.

There are only large tracts of flat, hardened land.

To the east are rows of industrial buildings. Although some have collapsed, their neat and uniform industrial aesthetics are still evident.

To the west is a neat residential area, with rows of independent buildings arranged in an orderly manner, and even space left for green belts in the middle.

"This...this is such a waste!"

Sisyphus pointed to the wide streets below, his voice trembling:

"If this land were in the capital, it could support at least several thousand stories and house millions of people!"

"They're just sitting there empty? And they can... even see the sky?!"

Father Zor reacted even more strongly than Sisyphus.

His prosthetic eye spun wildly, emitting a buzzing sound as it focused, and he muttered to himself, his voice tinged with obvious anger:

"What...what a blasphemous plan!"

Zor pointed to the group of buildings below that showed no distinction between high and low, noble and humble.

"No spires, no tiered layout! The industrial zone and the residential zone are on the same level?!"

"This is a provocation against the sacred hierarchy! This is chaos!"

"How could the planners here allow those lowly workers to breathe the same air as them?"

"That's incredibly inconsiderate! Don't they realize there's something wrong with it?!"

The two were still pointing and gesturing.

Andy's reaction was completely different; he couldn't help but exclaim:

"That's more like it! This is where people should live!"

Compared to the hopeless three-dimensional maze of Forge No. 7, this place is simply paradise.

Here, as long as you have the materials, you can start building your base as big as you want!

Logistics vehicles can speed across the ground, and there's no need to squeeze into those outdated gravity elevators anymore!

If the Newborn hadn't made an emergency landing and hadn't made that humiliating abandonment, Andy might never have found this treasure trove!

This is probably what they call turning misfortune into blessing!

"Prepare for landing," Andy commanded. "Land in the plaza over there in the industrial area."

The shuttle formation began to decelerate and descend slowly.

Just as they passed over a black tower in the city center that looked like some kind of monument.

Sudden.

"drop--!"

On Andy's retina, the long-dormant STC radar suddenly went off.

A golden spot of light was flashing wildly at the location of the black tower.

[Signal from the same source detected...]

Distance: 5 km.

[Signal Feature Matching: STC Standard Construction Template - Fragments - Alien Technology Analysis Station.]

Chapter 94 Alien Technology Analysis Station

The landing gear of the last heavy shuttle slammed heavily onto the ground.

The hatch opened, and a wave of heat rushed in.

Andy was the first to jump off the plane. The ground beneath his feet felt very solid; it was some kind of polymer concrete.

"Get moving, everyone! Stop standing there!"

Andy's voice boomed through the communication channel.

"Sisyphus, take your men to take stock of the supplies lost. That forced landing must have damaged a lot of things. I need to know how much is still usable and how much is scrapped. Separate and stack those precision instruments and raw materials!"

Sisyphus responded with a bitter expression and led his group of shrewd salesmen into the cargo hold.

Looking at the boxes that had been crushed and deformed by the sudden braking, the merchants' hearts were bleeding. Those boxes were filled with meat that had been snatched from the mouths of Helios and Kaka.

Andy turned his head and looked at the armed men who were lining up.

"Gamma-9, Roger."

"The convoy is still 450 kilometers away. At their speed, it will take them at least another five hours to get there if they don't run into any trouble."

"Take the heavily armed guards to the edge of the city, find a few high points with a good view, and set up the defensive fortifications."

"Once the convoy arrives, we'll provide immediate support. I don't want to let things fall apart at this crucial moment."

"As ordered!"

Gamma-9 saluted and led Roger and over a hundred soldiers toward the city's outskirts.

Finally, Andy looked at Bauer and Father Zor.

"You two are technical people, take a few people and go to the nearby factories to see if there are any warehouses that can still be used, or cranes that are not completely broken."

"Although the building structure is still there, the equipment inside is probably rusted to dust. We'll repair it if we can, and if we can't, we'll dismantle it and use it as building materials."

Father Zor nodded, but his electronic prosthetic eye remained fixed on a collapsed building in the distance, his expression somewhat grave.

“Lord Andy, the traces here… something’s not right.”

Zor pointed to the broken section of the building.

"The cut is very smooth and very irregular, unlike what would have been caused by an explosion or natural weathering."

"It's more like it was instantly sliced ​​open by some huge, extremely sharp blade."

"Moreover... the radiation readings are very clean, with no residue of heat fusion or plasma."

Andy glanced at it and understood.

Since this place is called "Zais" and is a famous battlefield world in the Heretic Stars, it must be full of all sorts of weird aliens.

The only creature capable of leaving such traces, besides violent demolition teams like the Green Skins, is most likely some kind of alien species known for its biotechnology.

"I understand. Tell everyone to be on their guard."

Andy didn't explain much, but patted Zol on the shoulder.

"Get to work."

……

Having arranged everything, Andy glanced at the time.

It's three in the afternoon, and the starlight from this planet is so intense that it's turning the entire Horisonburg into a blinding white.

The tower is about 300 meters tall and is made entirely of some kind of black matte metal. Its surface is seamless and appears as if it were formed by nature.

In STC's view, the golden signal source representing the [Alien Technology Analysis Station] is located beneath the base of this tower.

Andy walked to the front door.

There is no keyhole or handle here, only a smooth electronic board.

Andy reached out and placed his palm on it.

The data interface was connected instantly, and a recognition code that had been dormant in this database for thousands of years was activated.

"drop--"

[Identity confirmed: DAOT-7734 type autonomous engineering unit.]

[Access Level: A]

Welcome back, admin.

The door slid open silently, revealing a deep, dark corridor.

Andy went inside.

The interior facilities here are remarkably well-preserved, and you can even see some dormant cleaning robots parked in the corners.

Judging from the layout here, it should be a comprehensive forward research center.

So the surrounding cities are considered supporting facilities?

"and many more?"

Andy saw something in the lobby on the first floor that made his heart race.

A huge glass cylinder standing against the wall, filled with pale blue gel.

【DAOT Universal Ironman Maintenance Cabin】.

This is really good stuff!

For Andy, this was like an Ironman's gym.

Although his body is now robust, it is still an engineering model, and he cannot perform many precise operations. His reaction speed is also limited by hydraulic transmission.

If this maintenance bay can be repaired and powered, Andy will be able to perform a deep hardware upgrade on himself inside.

They replaced the reactor with a more powerful one, installed a faster processor, and even replaced the bulky engineering armor with a more agile and lethal combat-type body.

"Make a note of this, and have Bauer bring this thing back later."

Andy mentally marked it and continued walking inside.

Following a spiral staircase, Andy descended to the fifth basement level.

This is the core area of ​​the entire tower, and also the endpoint of that signal source.

A heavy explosion-proof door blocked the way.

Andy swiped his hand again to open the door.

The door opened.

What unfolded before Andy was a huge circular hall.

In the center of the hall, instead of the messy monitors and dashboards, there was only a huge black circular platform that looked like an altar.

The truncated cone is about ten meters in diameter, and its surface is not smooth, but is covered with dense grooves and runes.