The eloquent Reditus drew a very wonderful pie for Rorschach.
After lowering his head and thinking for a while, he still chose to agree to the technical priest's construction plan for a new flying vehicle.
Although Rorschach can use the simulator to obtain other types and even more types of flying vehicles.
But those are basically independent products.
Perhaps an elite combat team is more than enough, or even too luxurious.
But for Rorschach, whose number of subordinates is gradually increasing.
Flying vehicles that can be mass-produced are undoubtedly more cost-effective.
Therefore, Rorschach asked Raditus to first use the Valkyrie transport aircraft that was in a nearly scrapped state as the basic skeleton.
Modify a prototype aircraft with dual power system and try it out.
If more problems are found, it may be better to adjust the design data before setting up the production line.
Hearing Rorschach's straightforward reply.
Raditus immediately happily threw himself into the magical modification plan for the new flying vehicle.
And after Rorschach returned to the base hall from the scorching air in the foundry workshop.
Having just sat back in the metal seat, he suddenly showed a bit of doubt in his eyes.
"Could it be that guy from Raditus wanted to repair the Valkyrie transport aircraft, but ended up not being good at it and completely repairing the vector engine and scrapping it... And it knew that it was the only flying vehicle we currently have, so it gave it to me.
You drew a big pie with your eloquent tongue to make up for your mistakes, right?"
"According to Servo Skull's naughty character, this possibility is not impossible."
Rorschach seemed to be vaguely aware of the truth of the whole matter.
But now that he has chosen to agree.
It's not worth it anymore to argue with the servo skull over this trivial matter.
Moreover, Raditus' new flying vehicle is indeed a better choice.
At this moment, Rorschach slowly exhaled a breath from his mouth.
He decided to leave it at that and just pretend he didn't know everything.
After all, everyone should have some little secrets to hide...
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With a huge appetite, Rorschach finished the greasy steaks that had been completely cooled in front of him.
With enough water and food, he just wanted to get up and go back to the lounge to take a rest.
Another automatic servo robot that obeys the remote instructions of Iron Man David.
I moved all the stacks of documents and files related to Imperial Heavy Industries' many businesses.
Rorschach, who was temporarily without the help of Iron Man David, had to sit back in the metal seat again.
He frowned slightly while carefully reviewing the contents of the document.
On one side, there is a written signature that agrees to the execution or suspends the execution.
I don’t know how much time has passed.
After all the piles of documents and files were processed and handed over to the automatic servo robot.
Rorschach, whose expression seemed much numb, yawned suddenly, revealing the sharp fangs in his mouth.
Then, he also stretched hard, and the muscles and bones all over his body seemed to make crisp sounds.
"ah--"
"No wonder I have heard of high lords of Terra or planetary governors who were exhausted from their busy work. I remember that even the Primarch Guilliman turned gray due to the complex government affairs of the empire. He used to deal with various documents.
Archives are also so energy-consuming..."
"Let's leave these things to David as much as possible in the future. A processor system with an unknown number of cores is at least much faster than my single-core processor with only one head."
Rorschach, who was leaning back on the metal seat, couldn't help but murmured in a self-deprecating tone.
He slowly closed his eyes, intending to take a short rest.
However, the next second, Rorschach seemed to have remembered something important and opened his eyes again.
He subconsciously opened the simulator and swiped the page to the salvage page.
At this time, the countdown to the designated salvage only had a few dozen seconds left.
Rorschach, who was originally depressed and drowsy, suddenly became energetic.
He straightened his back instantly.
He stared straight at the countdown to salvage that had completely ended.
[Specified salvage countdown: zero]
[Designated Salvage: Healing Items]
[Salvage Harvest: Panacea STC (???)]
Note: "This is a very ancient and precious STC. It records a genetic drug invented by humans in the dark technological age that can cure almost all diseases perfectly."
Note: "It is a precious technological heritage excavated by the Adeptus Mechanicus from the ruins on the planet Bronze 9, but it was stolen by an orc tech master not long after, and after a life-and-death struggle, it finally fell into
It fell into the hands of the Dark Eldar Madam Malus, and she is the culprit who is eyeing the human heritage."
Note: "It is said that the Haemonculi of Commorragh have developed an iterative version that is more suitable for them. The genetic medicine produced is almost immune to all toxins and poisons, and will also give the user's body extremely amazing regenerative capabilities."
Note: "Children, try your best to spread the gospel of all souls to the cold universe. Father Nurgle may suffer from severe depression because of this... Hehe."
At this moment, Rorschach, whose breathing suddenly became much heavier, suddenly opened his eyes wide.
His eyes were fixed on the panacea STC displayed on the designated salvage page.
For a moment, Rorschach couldn't even believe that what he saw was real or fake.
Wait until the two hearts beating fiercely inside the chest have completely calmed down.
Rorschach took a deep breath.
He began to carefully read all the labels on the salvaged items.
And repeatedly confirm that there are no hints or warnings related to chaos.
In the end, the beaming Rorschach extracted the first standard construction template in his life without hesitation.
In the blink of an eye, a black metal cube the size of a human head and shaped like a Rubik's Cube slowly appeared in his palm!
Rorschach, who squinted his eyes, carefully brought the black metal cube in front of him.
He could clearly see the surface with a faint metallic luster.
The complex ingredients required to make the panacea and the basic steps on how to operate the STC are marked one by one in the imperial text.
After Rorschach once again calmed down his uncontrollable excitement and joy.
He immediately stood up from the metal seat.
He turned around and ran towards the material storage room.
There are almost a large amount of materials that Rorschach used to study the simulator stored there.
There are also some basic ingredients that can be used to make panaceas!
And the fool-proof operation of standard construction templates.
Even a human being with an intellectual disability can gradually figure it out!