Chapter 659 Doomsday Storm: Things of Wisdom
"let's start."
In the secret experiment of Macragge's Arctic "Olympia", Bell sat on the bench in the conference room. The two ultramarine pharmacists who accompanied him on both sides also sat down. Their huge bodies sat down with a bang. In the small conference room, the height almost reaches the ceiling.
In the conference room, mortal scientific researchers stood on both sides. They had their own seats, but no one sat down without permission. They were waiting for permission and instructions. Although they claimed to be geniuses and leaders among mankind, In front of the Astartes, especially the Ultramarines, their knowledge and courage are nothing.
"As ordered, all three adults, please sit down." Chief Scientist Triolio signaled to the people around him, and activated the projection wall behind them as they sat down, and soon a picture appeared on the wall.
"Dear adults, our experiments have made new progress. After using sub-dimensional sound waves to irradiate the obelisk for a long time, the original bottleneck research has made a breakthrough discovery."
"Very good. Lord Robert Guilliman has sent an inquiry asking when the results will be available." asked the pharmacist brother sitting on Bell's left side. Collide together.
"Yes, respected adults, we have been delayed for a long time, but please don't worry, Lord Guilliman, we have made a breakthrough." The chief scientist turned back and said.
"Then show us your progress." Bell raised his hand to indicate. He adjusted his sitting posture and leaned back on the chair. The chief scientist nodded slightly, and after pressing a button on the projection screen behind him, he quickly Soon a picture appeared there, consisting of numbers, letters, and dense arcs of data.
In the eyes of ordinary people, those data are just random, illogical and weird points and characters, but in the eyes of the three Astartes present, they have clear meaning.
"Is the obelisk full of life?" the pharmacist sitting on Bell's right asked. There were five oath papers attached to his shoulders, which meant that he was noble, a veteran with outstanding military exploits, and a prestigious veteran. , and he is indeed the eldest among the three people present, as can be seen from the service nails on his head.
Bell has always been curious about why Guilliman asked him to lead the team instead of him, a famous veteran. This did cause problems. When he knew that he would be led by a junior, he was very dissatisfied, but fortunately as a A veteran, he knows the importance of following orders.
Bell has tried his best to respect him these days. He always shows him the experimental reports he gets as soon as possible and lets him express his opinions, such as at this moment.
"Yes, Lord Trissos." Chief Scientist Trios nodded slightly and pointed to a map behind him. "We first scanned the biological readings and found nothing. The stone tablet looked like a lifeless carbon-based An object, in civilian terms, is like a stone."
"But later, the origin was an accident that should have been dangerous. A junior researcher accidentally got some spores on his body while cleaning the stone test area, and then took it out of the laboratory. He then went to the plant test area, where There, preparations were being made that day to conduct experiments on changing living organisms using sub-infrasound waves.”
"The power of subspace." The Ultramarine pharmacist on the left clasped his arms and muttered with a frown. Bell glanced at him and planned to see how Chief Scientist Triolio would answer this dangerous question.
The chief scientist did not panic. If he were an ordinary person, facing Astartes asking such a dangerous question with an angry look and seriousness, he would have been so frightened that he would have lost control of his bowels and knelt on the ground, kowtowed and begged for mercy. But he didn't. He was just calm. And look at the three Astartes seriously.
"Yes, sir, subspace radiation. We use it to physically study the power of subspace, its impact on living organisms, and whether it can be artificially adjusted. This is a dangerous experiment, but it is quite useful. From this, we can Carry out more precise genetic identification of the demi-human race, instead of exterminating them as soon as one or two mutations are found.”
"For planets that were originally exposed to the subspace environment, such as the outer planets in the current plague war, this experiment can also help more accurate identification and investigation, without having to carry out a large-scale cleanup that is a waste of resources and extremely inhumane. We It might even be possible to discover how to cure warp infections."
"Can it be done?" This time it was Bell's turn to ask, curing subspace infection? This was the first time he had heard of it. He had always thought that once hatched by the subspace, it was irreversible, but if the results of this experiment were to come, how much help could it bring to the empire.
"Yes, we have made some progress in this regard. We have conducted mutation and reverse mutation experiments on animals and plants. The current results are satisfactory. If Lord Guilliman approves, we will start human experiments as soon as possible."
The chief scientist nodded in response, his face still very calm, neither proud nor overly proud, just the most basic qualities of a scientist, "Can we return to the current problem? Dear adults."
"Please, Chief Scientist Triolio." Bell cast a questioning look at the veteran on the side. After the latter nodded in approval, Bell said.
"As mentioned before, the reckless researcher brought the fungus into the plant test area and conducted a sub-infrasound irradiation experiment there. The experiment is currently harmless to the human body, so they directly entered the test area and recorded it at close range. "We have made amazing progress by observing the changes in plants. The fungi on his body have undergone amazing changes under the irradiation of sub-infrasound waves. They have begun to grow in a way that completely violates the principle of conservation of mass."
Bell frowned, seeming to sense Bell's suspicion. Triolo turned his head and smiled at Bell, "Please rest assured, sir, there is no danger in the experiment. The fungus stopped after growing partially. We are currently The reason is not yet clear, but it may be related to the intensity of sub-sound waves.”
"Well, go ahead, Chief Scientist Triolo."
"As you wish, in short, the fungi in the plant test area suddenly changed, and they became intelligent." Chief scientist Triolio said in surprise, and the joy on his face was indescribable.
"Wisdom? How do you say it?" the Ultramarines veteran asked.
"They demonstrated the ability to communicate, sir. What started as illogical clauses, the fungi arranged themselves organically into the form of words, and later we determined that they were trying to communicate with us."
The chief scientist turned around and swiped the screen. Several photographs appeared on it, capturing the sentences presented by the fungus. On the research uniform, they arranged some kind of primitive sentences.
"Their expressive ability is still very lacking. Through experiments, it was determined that they have some basic intelligence, almost like pet cats and dogs. They can interact with people and give simple feedback. According to subsequent research, we found that they can interact with the experiment There is continuous communication between personnel, and the speed and quality of response have been significantly improved. ”
In the subsequent photos, the language structure of the fungi has obviously improved a lot. They began to use short sentences and even some rhetorical techniques. In the last photo, they even used complete sentences.
In the photo, scientists asked what they were, and the fungal spores responded with a poem, "I am nothing. I was born in the mist, and passed away in the mist. Rebirth and destruction, this is a question."
"What does that mean?" asked the young pharmacist on the left.
"We don't know yet. Your Excellency, linguists and rhetoricians are studying it, but this does not hinder subsequent research. After further contact, the intelligence of the fungi has significantly improved, and is now close to the level of human children, even , they started trying to organize themselves.”
"form?"
"Yes, sir, they have tried to assemble themselves and form organisms to better communicate with us, but they have failed. The initial suspicion is that their number is insufficient. For safety reasons, we did not conduct follow-up irradiation on them, but Moved to a safe area for experimentation.”
"at present."
The chief scientist continued to explain, while Bell frowned. He kept staring at an original photo, the first experiment in the plant laboratory, "Wait, did you clean up the plant laboratory? Burn all the plants there. buried."
"No, no sir, as I said before, the plants there have very important research value." The chief scientist turned around and replied.
Bell's eyes widened, "So, you didn't clean it up, let the creatures from Nurgle enter a closed space, and then conducted more irradiation experiments there."
"What's wrong? Brother." The veteran asked, and Bell looked at him and frowned, "As I said before, the growth of fungi may be related to subspace irradiation, and their bodies have been moved to other places. But, if their What parts remain? It has been proven that they possess intelligence, and one of the instincts of intelligent creatures is "
"Reproduction." The veteran frowned and said, and then suddenly there was a knock on the door in the corridor. The three Astartes turned their heads to look at the same time. Then there were screams and gunshots.
"What's going on?" the chief scientist picked up the walkie-talkie and asked, and intensive gunshots and shouts came from the other side, "This is a plant area, damn, those things, what are they? No matter, they are Trying to hiss."
"I am nothing. I was born in the mist, and passed away in the mist. Rebirth and destruction, this is a problem."
That ancient voice spoke into the intercom with thousands of mouths, and it sang that poetry.
Bell stood up instantly, and the two battle brothers behind him also stood up at the same time, raised their weapons, pulled the bolt and loaded the bullet. They looked at the door of the conference room where footsteps gradually came from.
"Alert."
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"Captain Cole, we have received an unknown communication."
In Infinite Frontier, Anna leaned on the instrument below and said, Cole stuck his head out from above and looked down, and with him was Father Mathieu, who has been accompanying him these days.
They had just jumped out of the warp. Thanks to the Emperor, and perhaps the priest's prayers had worked, they had reached Macragge safely despite problems on the way to Geller's station, and were now in orbit over the Antarctic.
"Signal? From Hera Fortress?"
"No, it's Antarctica. There is an unknown facility there. There is no archive in the system." Anna typed on the keyboard in front of her, and various images flew in front of her. "They sent an emergency signal, claiming that the facility was attacked. Please request support."
"Whose attack?"
"It's not clear, but the wording is quite confusing and panicky. The astropaths also received similar signals. They sent them out in astropathic and radio communication at the same time. At present, it seems that we are the only ones who received them."
Cole and the priest looked at each other and raised their eyes to look at the ice field in Antarctica. The white land covered the entire earth. "Send an alert to Hera. There is trouble."