The flagship Meteor, Riza's exploration fleet's flagship, is floating in the void at this moment, surrounded by only some asteroid fragments and two lifeless barren planets.
At this moment, not only it, but the fleet was stagnant in the void, as if it was trimming, or waiting.
And inside the Meteorite, a cleaning storm was underway that many people had unexpectedly cleaned.
"I swear!"
The man curled up in the corner, like a mouse, screamed tremblingly. He had a shriveled figure, many nerve interfaces on his body, and some of them were even oozing out of pus.
"I swear I've already told everything I know, Great Sage."
The small cell was enough to handcuff the prisoner to the wall, and in the light suddenly shot in from the open door, the prisoner blinked.
The commander of the Exploration Fleet, the Exploration Sage Dij Katona, stood at the door, and the lights reflected the silhouette of his robe.
Then he walked forward and could only look down at the other person due to height.
"Traitor, I have no reason to believe you. How many means has Mars used to buy you?"
The prisoner sucked fresh air in big mouthfuls, and sweat flowed down his face - originally because he had components to regulate body temperature, but after being caught, everything about machinery was deprived of.
The cell is so hot that it is so close to the engine that the temperature here even makes people feel like they are in a hot pot.
Despite this, the man with only one eye was still trembling, his one-eyed flashing around, as if he was looking for a way out.
He was originally a craftsman and had a good future. If this exploration can bring rewards, then he might have a chance to go to the next level when he returns to his home planet.
The mechanical sect has a very strict hierarchy system. The only system of technical priests includes the highest casting director and casting deputy supervisor. Each casting deputy supervisor can dispatch any type of wise men. The wise men are data craftsmen, electric monks, craftsmen, silencers, sage monks, sacred monks, sacred monks, sacred monks, sacred monks, technical wizards, recyclers, lords of source power, commanders, supervisors, silence documents and technical ascetic monks, etc. Below these people, there are various priests, and there are a large number of apprentices under the priests.
Just starting to understand the towering and majestic structural level of the Mechanical Cultivation Society is far beyond the limit of the processing power of the human brain. Most Mechanical Cultivation believers have been trying to climb up all their lives, because a higher status can bring more knowledge, more knowledge represents stronger technical power, and those forces can exchange for longer life than ordinary people. (Basically, it is the underworld cultivation system)
Originally, this person had a shortcut that was easier than others, but he still hoped to go faster, so he chose a more dangerous path.
Become a transgressor and a spy.
"I only know that Rand Chaney from the Biological Laboratory is also an undercover agent for Mars, and other than that, I really don't know anything."
"I have caught eleven of the undercover agents like you, but you said you only know one."
Dij Katona sneered and made a sound of gear turning.
"It seems that I haven't eaten enough of the pain."
"Great Sage, I'll tell you all! What else do you want from me? What else do you have?"
The prisoner yelled, he had enough of the inhuman torture.
But Dij Katona looked at him without any sympathy, because he knew clearly from the moment he set out in the fleet that there must be many insiders and undercover agents, and many casting worlds, including Mars. Whether for stealing technology or spying on intelligence, Riza has always tried every means to win over the rebels or insert eyeliners. This matter is almost an open secret in the top leaders of the planet, and even several traitors have been found in Riza's sage class.
Of course, Riza did not have a counterattack. They also spilled a lot of eyeliners for most of the world castings, including Mars. This time, the operation to capture the inner ghost was due to the information coming from Mars.
This is the struggle within the mechanical sect. You have me and I have you, but I have you, secret but extremely cruel. The struggle is no less intense than fighting against aliens and heresy. Anyone who is discovered will not have a good end, and more people disappear silently.
Even in Dige Katona's view, even technical heretics do not have these undercover agents and traitors to be abominable and cruel.
This exploration operation is crucial to the future development of Reza. The foundry director had a long talk with him before setting off. The director believed that chaos in the Galaxy had emerged and that a war that would affect the entire empire and even the entire Galaxy would likely occur in the future. If there is a major gain in this salvage, then they may be able to cooperate with the ancient startup group of Holy Blood Angels, which can greatly strengthen Reza's defense ability and voice within the Mechanical Cult.
Therefore, there must be no mistakes in this operation.
As soon as Dige Katona set sail, he quietly arranged for his confidants to start monitoring and investigating the personnel in the fleet, and soon locked up some traitors lurking in the fleet. But the only thing that made him angry was that even the traitors appeared among the surveillance officers he sent, which caused his arrest to be postponed for a period of time. It is very likely that these traitors had sent the message to their master-
He was sure that these undercover agents were not all from Mars, and there must be people from other worlds, even hiding deeper.
"Great Sage, please, I'll tell you everything I know! Everything is more than you want!"
Dij Katona felt that he had no sense of the rising temperature. His sensors told him that his body temperature was even much higher than the highest temperature for ordinary humans, but since he had given up most of his body's weaknesses, these were no longer important to him.
Listening to the man's wail, Dige Katona looked back.
He was not alone in Tal's cell.
Behind Dige Katona, the technician standing at the door of the cell came up, wearing a black-edged red robe, but clumsy, like a man whose body was still natural, while one of his hands was wearing a pair of elaborate gloves and a bunch of knifes stretched out from his palm.
"This is a gene sect. He can inspire you and recall the past you have forgotten... Although I have sacrificed a lot for the machine, I have not yet escaped the weaknesses of human beings. It is these weaknesses that force me to respect the physical integrity of my fellow humans. Therefore, I was unwilling to let him use his little tricks on you before."
Seeing the surgical tool similar to torture instruments on Genes, the man trembled.
"Great Sage! What do you want me to say! Tell me, and I will say it out! I admit everything! I will do what you say!"
But Dij Katona turned to the technician behind him and sentenced the prisoner.