Silence lasted for quite a while before Nehekh, the Phaeron of the Olyka Dynasty, finally spoke.
"You need to be responsible for your words. Are you sure you can give me a soul, and not just fool me here?"
"Do you know what it means to deceive a Phaeron? It means war, and that is certainly not something a small Overlord like you can bear."
Even though Nehekh knew that Trazyn probably wouldn't be so bold as to deceive a Phaeron, especially by using a soul as a trick, he still found it somewhat unbelievable.
A soul! That was something the Necrons had pursued for a full 60 million years. They even initiated the Great Sleep for it, and the Silent King personally went beyond the galaxy to search for a soul.
To this day, the Silent King has not yet returned.
While everyone was still waiting for the Silent King's return, an Overlord from a Necron Dynasty suddenly appeared and told him that he had a soul in his possession, asking if he wanted it. His only request was to borrow the splendid star chart.
Anyone with an ounce of intelligence would be suspicious of this matter, after all, how could a Necron Overlord find something that even the Silent King couldn't?
However, the yearning for a soul still tempted him, making him not want to directly dismiss Trazyn. What if, just what if?
What if this guy got lucky and really found a soul?
According to his achievement of truly finding a soul, even after the Silent King returned, he would be directly promoted to a Phaeron of a Dynasty. This was a sure thing.
What's more, souls might not be that easy to use. If he offended Trazyn now, it would not be so easy to obtain souls in the future.
Considering his subordinates, he couldn't directly offend the other party.
So, after much deliberation, Nehekh decided to verify it one more time.
"Of course, I can guarantee that what I say is true. In fact, if you are willing to meet me, I can give you a soul first as my compensation. How does that sound?"
Trazyn, who had a full 100 souls, wasn't worried about this at all. He could directly give away pure souls.
When communicating with these Phaeron, it's best to be more honest.
Noah's location was not known only to him. If the other guy knew Noah's price, then he could also go directly to Noah.
Trazyn was just a small Overlord, while the other party was a Phaeron of a great Dynasty. Whether in terms of resources or anything else, he far surpassed this small Overlord.
Even the splendid star chart was in the other party's hands.
Providing coordinates would also be much simpler for him than for this guy.
Why would Noah refuse this Phaeron opposite him and choose him instead? That made no sense, even if he had once helped Noah in battle.
In Trazyn's own opinion, that battle really didn't count as a friendship; such a relationship was simply insignificant.
Noah's willingness to give this opportunity to him already showed his friendship with him, and that debt of gratitude had already been repaid.
Trazyn had not thought about relying on this to ask Zhou Xing for more.
Nehekh was silent for a moment, then finally made up his mind.
"Since that's the case, then come in. I will unlock the phase-shift blockade for you, and you may enter."
"However, I hope you are not lying. Of course, given your honesty, even if you are lying, I will let you go, but you will have to pay a small price."
If Trazyn was lying, then in consideration of his willingness to come directly to prove it, Nehekh was willing to let him leave. However, deceiving a Phaeron always came with a price.
"Of course, if I am lying, I am willing to pay that price."
The next second, Trazyn's figure disappeared from inside his world engine vehicle and reappeared in the palace within the Crown World of Thanatos.
Nehekh sat personally on the throne, watching Trazyn appear before him.
Trazyn first bowed respectfully, showing his deference to the other party, and then took out a ball of light.
Inside it was the sentient ai soul given by Noah. As long as this soul was injected into a mechanical body, the recipient could directly acquire their own soul.
Trazyn had already used one on himself when he arrived, and now he too was a person with a soul.
"Hmm, Trazyn, are you trying to tell me that the ball of light in your hand is a soul?"
"Yes, honored sir," Trazyn bowed.
"Just saying it doesn't carry much credibility. I need sufficient evidence." Nehekh made the exact same request for verification as Trazyn and his companions had done before.
This was something almost all high-ranking individuals would do.
"Of course, I can prove it, but the preciousness of a soul is clear to everyone, so this soul should also be added to the bill, don't you agree?"
Trazyn didn't want to suffer a loss like this, after all, when it comes to making money, every one earned is one less, and this business was not exclusive to him.
"Hmm, naturally. If it truly is a soul, I certainly won't let you suffer a loss. Just add it to the bill."
The Necrons still possessed a certain demeanor. They were like the nobles of the Zhou Dynasty, valuing etiquette. Therefore, if this was truly a soul, Nehekh certainly felt it needed to be recorded on the bill.
Having received the other party's affirmation and consent, Trazyn no longer hesitated. He bowed again and said,
"Please, honored sir, select someone, and I will bestow this soul upon him."
"Him, then." The Phaeron casually pointed to one of the members of the Royal Guard, who stood like a statue on one side of the great hall.
The warrior's chassis was of the classic Canoptek construction, but more ornately decorated, with the Olyka Dynasty's emblem carved into its shoulder pads.
Those who served in the Dread Pharaoh's Guard would not be ordinary Necrons; they were definitely nobles.
Trazyn said no more. He stepped forward and slowly pressed the warm orb of light towards the Necron warrior's chest armor.
The orb of light seeped into the living metal like mercury, leaving no trace. A deathly silence fell over the hall, and the attention of all court members was fixed on the warrior.
At first, nothing happened.
Nehekh's posture seemed to take on a hint of imperceptible coolness. Trazyn, however, maintained his bowing stance, waiting patiently.
Then—
The warrior suddenly trembled, as if struck by a powerful electric current.
He let out a gasp, not mechanical, but filled with pain and astonishment.
He looked down at his metallic hands, his fingers spasming open and closed.
"I...?" A voice emerged from within him, no longer a monotonous mechanical synthesis, but trembling, confused, and filled with the fear of being newly born.
"My emotions... No, I have a soul, I have a soul!"
The Necrons' craving for souls had always been etched into their very bones. Therefore, upon acquiring a soul, they immediately noticed the difference between themselves and their former selves.
The next second, special equipment from the Necrons scanned the warrior.
Nehekh nodded with great satisfaction.
"Trazyn, you did not deceive me. In that case, let's proceed with your trade."
The deal was struck.
With the great weapon of the soul, Trazyn didn't need to worry about his deal being rejected, as the soul was the pursuit of all Necron Dynasties.
However, even though the deal was made, Phaeron Nehekh of the Olyka Dynasty still asked a question.
"Is there any way for all my subordinates to possess souls? You know, the number of souls you can provide is simply too small, which doesn't align with my interests."
"I believe you are aware of how vast our Dynasty is. The number of souls you provide is too scarce; it cannot meet all the needs of our Dynasty. Since you can obtain one, you should be able to obtain a second, right?"
The most crucial part had arrived. Trazyn came to this Dynasty, on the one hand, to obtain the splendid star chart to help Noah locate the Aeldari, and on the other hand, it was for this very moment.
The price Noah offered was high. Although the price of a soul seed was not high, making it affordable for ordinary people, it was still relatively expensive.
For this, he had to find a way to make a fortune, and what better way than to sell soul seeds to his own people?
Trazyn did not leave immediately for the splendid star chart; instead, he bowed again and said,
"Of course, they can certainly be sold.
Besides these finished souls, I also have soul seeds here. A soul seed only needs 500 years on what the Imperium of Man calls Terra to form a complete soul."
"Moreover, compared to a complete soul, the price of a soul seed is much cheaper, requiring only a small portion of resources."
Saying this, Trazyn took the price list Noah had given him, multiplied it by five, and then sent it to the Phaeron opposite him.
soul seeds were an exclusive business now. If he could make money, why not? Even if this Dynasty later found out they had been overcharged, the Phaeron and Overlords here would not blame him.
Those who seize the initiative should naturally enjoy some profit; this is an eternal truth among Necrons. Selling it at five times the price was already a very generous offer.
Nehekh took the price list sent by Trazyn and calmly scanned it.
"No problem, I can accept your price. In that case, we will conclude the deal. How many soul seeds can you provide in total?"
The price Noah provided was calculated by him. Ordinary Necrons commoners should also be able to afford it, and he had already factored in the possibility of Trazyn raising the price.
Therefore, the price he offered was acceptable even to an ordinary Necron Overlord like Trazyn, or even a Minor Necron Dynasty Phaeron like Oberon, let alone Phaeron Nehekh of a large Necron Dynasty like the Olyka Dynasty?
In his opinion, the price Trazyn offered was simply too cheap.
It was just some liquid metal and some rare metals. Although these metals were relatively precious, they were nothing special.
He was now only worried that Trazyn did not have that many soul seeds, and Trazyn appeared perfectly calm when faced with Nehekh's inquiry.
"For the first batch of souls, I can provide you with 98.
Adding the one already used, that makes a total of 99 complete souls. As for soul seeds, I can provide you with one million for now."
"The subsequent quantity can be more, but you need to understand that time is limited, so I could only bring this much. You can place an order for as many as you need going forward."
As a collector among the Necrons, Trazyn naturally had a certain fortune.
Although he had only brought his world engine flagship before, the surplus resources carried on the flagship alone were enough to exchange for one million soul seeds from Noah.
Now he was just waiting for this round of arbitrage.
After he sold this batch of souls, he would go back to Noah to restock, repeating the cycle to make a large profit and expand the military strength of his Necron Overlord forces.
Hearing that Trazyn still had so much in stock, Nehekh's eyes brightened even further, and his mechanical gaze even emitted a faint green light.
"Very good, Trazyn, I appreciate you. In that case, I will take all your soul seeds. Just bring me as many as you have going forward; my Dynasty can completely absorb them."
"From now on, you are an honored guest of our Dynasty. Next time you enter, they will bring you directly to me."
Thanks to Trazyn's ability to provide souls, Trazyn immediately became an honored guest of this Necron Dynasty, instead of being an unwelcome presence as before.
Trazyn bowed gracefully in return.
"It is my honor to be favored by you, my lord. May I now proceed to use the splendid star chart?"
Nehekh laughed heartily and waved his hand.
"Go ahead. You've been there once before, so there's no need for someone to accompany you this time, right?
Remember, you can only use it to search for information and not to use its attack functions at will."
"If you use the attack function, then that will be a different price. You must bring enough souls as atonement."
In the last sentence, Nehekh adopted a serious tone.
"Of course, my lord, I will certainly be mindful of the limits and know what I can and cannot do. Then, I shall take my leave."
Trazyn bowed again, then left the palace under the guidance of the Dread Pharaoh's Guard. When Trazyn's figure disappeared, an Overlord of the Olyka Dynasty beside Nehekh spoke.
"Phaeron, although this fellow can provide souls, do you think we should track him to figure out where his souls truly come from? I suspect he might have inflated the price."
Although Trazyn's five-fold price increase still seemed extremely cheap to this Dynasty, who among those present wasn't a thousand-year-old fox?
To describe them as thousand-year-old foxes would even be an insult, as they had slept for a full 60 million years.
With their brains still relatively normal, they naturally came to a conclusion.
Trazyn was not capable of charity; he must have made some profit.
Otherwise, it wouldn't align with his usual style. This fellow was the epitome of someone who wouldn't get up early without profit; how could he be so good?
"It's fine," Nehekh said indifferently.
"Of course, he's earned some resources. After all, as a transporter, he always has to earn a little, but what if he did earn a portion?"
"Its price is not high, and our Dynasty can completely afford it, enough to infuse souls into those subjects who still retain their memories."
"Since that's the case, as a pioneer, it's only right that he gets some benefits. This is our consistent rule, and we don't need to break it."
As Phaeron, Nehekh would naturally not do such a thing.
Such things could only be done in secret: secretly finding out who this fellow was cooperating with.
Not tracking or investigating; verbal probing and guessing were allowed, but tracking and investigating were not allowed among the Necrons.
If they really did such a thing, then no one among the Necrons would ever seek to cooperate with them again.
Trazyn's price wasn't expensive, so given that the price wasn't expensive, why would he do that?
Trazyn naturally wasn't aware of Imotekh's reaction, but the reaction didn't exceed his expectations; that's just how it is with the Necrons.
He had painstakingly delivered souls to this dynasty, and if the dynasty were to turn on him, they would completely ruin their reputation and standing within the Infinite Empire.
They would even risk the possibility of him destroying the souls. Therefore, they absolutely wouldn't make such a move, especially since its price wasn't high.
While the profit was extremely generous, until the exact cost was clear, the other party wouldn't take such a risk. He could perfectly earn this money.
In his opinion, even the pricing of complete souls from Noah wasn't overly expensive; it was acceptable to the Necrons.
How many planets are there in the galaxy?
They were just some rare resources, which could certainly be obtained.
Even if the Milky Way didn't have them, there was still a vast empty region outside, about 150 million light-years across.
However, an empty region doesn't mean there are no star systems; it just means star systems are scarcer.
Relying on Necron mining technology, they could still mine outside the Milky Way, so there was no need to take such a risk.
Led by the Phaerakh's Guard, Trazyn skillfully arrived at the location where the Celestial Orrery was kept.
The guards there had already received orders from their Phaerakh; they opened the gate and let Trazyn in.
To ensure the safety of the Celestial Orrery, all forms of spatial and phase jumps were strictly forbidden here; one could only arrive on foot.
Under the supervision of the Phaerakh's Guard and the Celestial Orrery's guards, Trazyn began his investigation as he stood before the Orrery.
However, just as he was investigating, one of the Necron guards was possessed by Imotekh.
"Trazyn, you only have one Terran hour, as you call it, on that planet Terra in the Solar System. After one hour, whether you've achieved your goal or not, you must leave here. Next time, use souls as payment for the transaction."
Although Imotekh didn't mind Trazyn earning a small reward from him, and he was willing to let Trazyn make some money, which was his due, this didn't mean he was willing to constantly suffer losses.
From Trazyn's previous words, it could be deduced that his demand for the Celestial Orrery was quite high, requiring a lot of time for searching. Therefore, using this method could yield more complete souls.
No matter what, the high-ranking officials, overlords, and his confidants within his dynasty should also have complete souls, right?
They couldn't possibly use soul seeds like ordinary people, could they?
He couldn't afford to lose face like that.
While resources could also be exchanged, one should save where possible and spend where necessary. Moreover, it was entirely different for the dynasty to exchange for them versus an overlord exchanging resources themselves.
If he provided the souls, it was a political gift and reward. If the other party acquired the souls themselves, then this political leverage would be lost.
How could he let these overlords obtain such grand rewards on their own?
This was court politics, a political tool he had to use to better control the Necron dynasty under his command.
Trazyn heard Imotekh's words, but he showed no reaction.
It was normal for the other party to come and impose a time limit. If he didn't impose a time limit, he wouldn't be a great Phaerakh.
How many Necrons who become Phaerakhs are simple?
Trazyn remained focused, searching for his target in the Celestial Orrery.
Now he only had a mere standard Terran hour, so naturally, not a second could be wasted. Searching so many star systems across the entire galaxy wasn't that simple, especially with these Aeldari, who drifted around the galaxy via their Craftworlds.
Although the cost-to-benefit ratio was a hundredfold, if he couldn't find a single Aeldari Craftworld in one go, wouldn't that mean he lost a soul with no return?
That wouldn't do.
Trazyn was fully focused on finding his target, and Imotekh didn't blame him for not saluting, returning the greeting, or engaging in conversation. Instead, he instantly vanished from the spot.
The more Trazyn's behavior showed how much he valued it, the more it proved the high demand he had. And the higher his demand, the more resources he could save.
Being able to save more resources meant he earned wealth again and again. There was nothing to blame Trazyn for.
This was good news.
Trazyn diligently searched for the location of Aeldari Craftworlds in space, sifting through one star system after another.
"This isn't it..."
"Nothing here..."
"Not here either..."
"Nothing here either."
"Damn these long-ears, where have they hidden? When I don't want to see them, they're everywhere. Now that I need to find them, they're nowhere to be found."
An hour passed in the blink of an eye. Although Trazyn was an overlord of a Necron dynasty, his mechanical brain was quite efficient.
But even with the best brain, in only one standard Terran hour, he couldn't find what he needed. So, after an hour, he found nothing.
Just as Trazyn was searching enthusiastically, his connection with the Celestial Orrery was instantly severed.
One of Imotekh's Necron overlords personally came up behind Trazyn.
"Time's up, Trazyn."
"Your time has ended. Do you wish to renew? If you wish to renew, hand me a soul now, and I will grant you another standard Terran hour."
Imotekh had been observing Trazyn's search all along.
So, he knew Trazyn hadn't found what he needed, which is why he assigned one of his trusted overlords to him.
Good things should naturally go to his own people first. The reason he assigned his confidant was also because he knew Trazyn would definitely renew, and then another complete soul would be obtained.
Another one of the 99 complete souls could be saved.
"Renew! Quickly reconnect me to the Celestial Orrery!"
With that, Trazyn impatiently threw a soul at the other Necron.
They were all old foxes who had lived for who knows how long; was there any need for such talk? Wasn't it just about getting a soul?
Here, take it.
The location of Aeldari Craftworlds was constantly changing. Trazyn couldn't guarantee that any delay on his part wouldn't cause a Craftworld to slip past his scrutiny.
The speed of Aeldari Craftworlds was also not to be underestimated; they would also hide and move around. If he failed to find one, it wouldn't be fun.
100 souls were goods obtained from Noah. If he couldn't immediately provide coordinates to Noah, he would suffer a huge loss on this trip.
Even if all 100 souls were used, he had to find an Aeldari Craftworld!
Trazyn was like a gambler whose eyes had completely turned red, frantically searching for the location of the Craftworlds, but the harder he tried to find them, the less he could locate the Aeldari.
The Aeldari, after all, were not to be trifled with; after the war in the Segmentum Tempestus ceased, they had already realized that their actions had not only failed to completely destroy the main force of the human army and disrupt humanity's revival, but had also enraged this terrifying war beast.
The laughing god personally issued an oracle, instructing his Harlequins to once again hide with him.
The God of Life, leveraging his advantage in Nurgle's palace, also learned of Noah's retaliation against the Warp; he knew very well that since Noah had retaliated so fiercely against the Warp, the Aeldari would certainly not escape.
Warnings from the two surviving Aeldari gods caused the various Craftworlds of the Aeldari to reunite once more and perform a psionic prophecy.
Their prophecy still foretold the destruction of the Aeldari, but unlike before, where they were merely destroyed by a giant battleship, the last World and Craftworld, this time they saw a rectangular box-like object, a massive vessel even larger than a star, rushing towards them.
Merely by the enemy activating their warship, the allied forces of the Aeldari, their last hope, were wiped out in that single attack, and everything within an eight-light-year radius of the entire star system was annihilated.
Following that was the relentless pursuit by the human fleet, not only chasing these Aeldari throughout the galaxy.
They also tirelessly pursued them outside the galaxy.
humanity's stance was one of endless war!!!
Within the galaxy, the Necrons also joined in this search; they saw the Necrons desperately helping humanity capture their Overlords and sending them to humans in exchange for something the Necrons greatly needed.
Perhaps because the Aeldari were considered top creations of the Old Ones, this part of the galaxy provided an even clearer vision for their prophecy.
They prophesied that Trazyn was searching for them using the splendid star chart!!
The prophecy became even clearer, terrifying these Aeldari into a panic. Finally, after a brief discussion, the Craftworld Eldar all entered the Webway.
They intended to hide in the Webway, and some Craftworld Eldar even resolved to leave the galaxy.
They could only fight to the death in one last stand; continuing to stay in the galaxy would absolutely lead to an inglorious end.
As for leaving the galaxy, where there were almost no star systems for tens or hundreds of light-years, and no places to replenish materials, they no longer cared.
Staying within the galaxy meant certain death, but by escaping beyond the galaxy, leveraging the vast 150-million-light-year void of the local void, they still had a chance at survival.
In addition to this resolution, the Mournival among the Aeldari was also forcibly disbanded.
Except for the extreme core members of the Mournival like Yvraine, most Mournival members were taken away by their respective Craftworld Eldar and Wild Aeldari.
There was no longer any need for the Mournival organization to exist.
What the Aeldari pursued next was no longer a so-called revival or resistance against Slaanesh, but rather finding a way to survive humanity's pursuit.
And this was why Trazyn had searched for so long without finding a single Aeldari Craftworld.
Although these long-ears were severely crippled by Slaanesh, they were at least once the Overlords of the galaxy, and the number of Craftworlds was not small, so it shouldn't have taken him this long to find one.
After a thorough search, Trazyn finally discovered a target that was not an Craftworld Eldar, but a Wild Aeldari, and this Wild Aeldari's planet was located about 160 light-years to the far east of the Segmentum Obscurus 108 Worlds.
Having found a coordinate, Trazyn's heart, which had been held high, finally settled.
Alright, now he had broken even. From now on, for every additional soul he found out of his 100, he would make a steady profit!!!
Trazyn silently recorded the coordinates of that Aeldari Wild World and prepared to transmit them to Noah at any time, while he continued searching in the splendid star chart.
Time passed by minute by minute, and soon he had searched for a full 10 hours.
The harvest was not small; in these 10 hours, he had found the locations of three Wild Aeldari planets in total.
More importantly, he had also found an Aeldari Craftworld!!!!
Such a discovery excited Trazyn.
He had used 10 souls to get back resources equivalent to 390 souls. How incredibly cost-effective was that?
After finding the Craftworld Eldar, Trazyn did not continue searching; instead, he ended his search journey. The Craftworld Eldar were very fast, and for stability's sake, it was better for him to transmit this intelligence to Noah as soon as possible.
Of course, he couldn't transmit it here. If he transmitted it here and it was discovered by the Necrons of this dynasty, then this exclusive business might be lost.
Trazyn found his desired target and slowly disconnected from the splendid star chart, his face still bearing a troubled expression.
A man innocent of crime may be guilty by possessing a treasure, and although the Necrons had become mechanical life, curiosity still existed.
He didn't want others to know that he had already achieved his goal; he still needed to maintain a distressed expression.
"What, Trazyn, did you not find what you were looking for? Do you want to continue renewing with souls?"
Appearing before Trazyn was the 10th Necron Overlord of the Olyka Dynasty to arrive here.
The previous nine Overlords had already received a soul from Trazyn, and now it was his turn. He looked at Trazyn with a very hopeful gaze.
He was just waiting for this guy to say he hadn't found his target and intended to renew his subscription.
Trazyn's metallic face appropriately showed a hint of fatigue and frustration.
His gaze swept over the Overlord named "Sotek" before him, whose sensor lights flickered slightly with anticipation. Trazyn knew that Sotek, and the Phaeron Nehekh behind him, were evaluating how many "chips" he had left in his hand.
"Renew?" Trazyn let out a simulated bitter laugh, "Overlord Sotek, you and I both know the preciousness of souls.
I have already invested... no small price for this. Perhaps, I need to re-evaluate the feasibility of this search."
"Or perhaps my luck isn't very good today, but no matter what, today's search ends here. I'm preparing to leave, please load all my resources onto my world engine."
"Next time. humans have a saying, 'fortune turns like a wheel.' Perhaps today the feng shui has some unfavorable influence on me."
Visibly, Sotek's face showed a sad expression.
Why would he come to Trazyn to renew?
Wasn't it because Trazyn would offer souls?
As long as Trazyn renewed with him, that soul would be allocated to him.
But now that the other party didn't intend to renew, he couldn't directly obtain a soul and would have to wait to share it with others.
"Are you really not going to reconsider, Trazyn? Maybe you'll find it next time, even though I don't know what you're looking for."
Sotek didn't want to give up just yet; he still wanted to fight for himself.
"Hmm... never mind. Today's feng shui is definitely not good. Next time, next time." Trazyn thought carefully for a moment but ultimately refused.
"This..." Sotek could only resign himself to fate.
Trazyn left just like that.
After walking out of the splendid star chart, he used phase technology to directly teleport back to his own vehicle.
It wasn't until he returned to his world engine that he burst into laughter.
Four!
He found four Aeldari coordinates, and these four Aeldari coordinates could bring him 400 souls.
Subtracting the 100 he had already taken out, he essentially made a net profit of 390 souls!
What was important were the finished souls.
He added even more to them than to soul seeds.
For each finished soul, he added a full 10 times the resources.
This meant that the remaining 90 souls, which would turn into resources for him, once in his hands, he could exchange for 900 from Noah!
This was definitely a huge profit with minimal investment.
Sure enough, the Great Necron Dynasty had resources; tens of millions of years of accumulation were not in vain!
Trazyn was extremely excited.
Once all the resources were loaded onto his fleet, he quickly engaged in superluminal travel, preparing to leave this starfield and then immediately report to Noah.
The world engine began superluminal travel and then left this starfield.
After Trazyn left, Sotek, who had been conversing with him, instantly dropped his annoyed expression.
His face immediately returned to its original calm, and he lightly coughed as he looked in the direction Trazyn had left.
Trazyn was quite tight-lipped.
Originally, he wanted to use this contact to bribe Trazyn into telling him what he was looking for.
souls had appeared suddenly recently.
He only needed to find out what Trazyn was looking for as a basis, then their Dynasty could deduce where Trazyn's souls came from.
They were willing to let Trazyn make a profit first; that was a deserved reward for someone who could discover souls.
But... but that didn't mean they were willing to let Trazyn keep profiting from their price difference.
Save where you can, spend where you must.
None of the Overlords and Phaeron of the Necron Dynasty were easy to deal with.
This was also one reason why Trazyn originally wanted to say something but ultimately chose to leave directly.
Among the Necrons, everyone was good at court politics; no one should expect a bribe to succeed.
Trazyn could indeed use the price difference to have the other party use the splendid star chart for free to find traces of the Aeldari, acting as a middleman.
For every one found, he would give 10 souls.
This way, he could not only save his own time but also reduce some losses.
If he searched himself, who knew how many he could find in 10 hours?
This method was much more reliable.
Especially since the Aeldari were becoming harder to find, and it would only get more difficult in the future; making money wouldn't be so easy.
But the other party wasn't made of clay.
He could guarantee that if he even uttered the words 'Aeldari,' the opposing Dynasty would immediately figure out who he was working for.
These guys would 100% bypass him and contact Noah, and then his opportunity to profit as a middleman would be gone.
One was his long-term financial path, the other seemed beneficial in the short term but would actually destroy his financial path.
Trazyn wasn't stupid; he knew how to choose.
Nehekh's voice sounded in Sotek's ear.
"You can come back; no need to stay there anymore.
Failure is normal, after all, this fellow awoke so long ago, and he used to have the personality of a thief.
It would be abnormal if he spoke out."
"But he actually exposed some things.
The person who gave him souls should be human."
"Trazyn never used human things so much before.
Now he talks about humans constantly; I'm afraid this matter is related to humans.
We'll send our army to investigate thoroughly, and then we'll know."
Trazyn was actually careful and vigilant enough, but he was just a small Necron Overlord.
Facing the observation of a Phaeron, it was naturally impossible to be foolproof.
He used human language several times, and it was this point that allowed the other party to deduce that he must have obtained the souls from humans.
None of the Necron Phaeron were ordinary; they were just that kind of existence.
However, Trazyn could actually anticipate some of these things; he never hoped to keep it completely hidden.
Compared to protecting his financial path, it was more important to earn the money he could earn first.
It couldn't be kept secret.
Once he went to several Necron Dynasties to exchange resources, the Triarch Council would definitely inquire, and then it would be impossible to hide.
After Trazyn brought his fleet to another cosmic void, he used the communication device Noah gave him to contact Noah, who was far away in the Segmentum Tempestus.
"Dear friend, I have found the locations of four Aeldari coordinates.
I will send these coordinates to you now.
In total, there are three Wild Aeldari and one Craftworld Eldar.
I sincerely recommend that you deal with the Craftworld Eldar first."
"Craftworld Eldar are always on their Ark and can easily hide and escape into conduits, so you had best deal with this existence first.
As for the Wild Aeldari, they will not leave and will be easy to kill many of them."
Noah, far away in the Segmentum Tempestus, received Trazyn's message with almost no delay.
The next second, a hint of killing intent flashed in his eyes.
"Well done, Trazyn.
The souls you need, when you return to me, I will give them to you as a reward for finding the Craftworld Eldar.
I will give you an additional 100 souls, for a total of 400 souls, and I will write off your previous debt with me."
"I know you're using this thing of mine to earn quite a lot of resources within your Necron Dynasty; I won't inquire about that.
It's your business if you can earn resources.
I will still sell you more souls at the original price; just do it with confidence."
Sometimes, if you don't state a favor, it's not a favor.
Anyone could figure out that Trazyn was using souls to make money, and he must be earning a lot of resources.
But Noah could use this opportunity to show Trazyn that he would not raise prices.
This way, it became Noah granting him a favor, giving him a favor by not raising prices, and he had to accept this favor.
This would no longer be just a transaction as before.
In a transaction, there is naturally no such thing as 'human relations' involved.
Some things, if you don't make them clear, won't exist; that is politics.
You make it clear to him that you won't raise the price, but if he really doesn't raise the price, then it's his fault.
Trazyn was very knowledgeable about such political matters, so when he returned, he proactively increased the price by 50% to repay Noah.
Such matters are like this: you give me face, I give you face, and everyone profits. If I feel I'm earning too little, you'd best honestly raise the price yourself. How much is up to you; I won't haggle over it.
As long as the price you offer satisfies me, then this matter is resolved. Otherwise, you are not unique, and I can replace you at any time.
As for the friendship we shared when fighting Chaos together?
Think with your brain: if not for that friendship, would you even have the right to raise the price yourself here?
Trazyn understood this clearly and would not disappoint Noah. Raising the price by 50% was a decision he made after careful consideration.
On one hand, this increased a large amount of resources for Noah. On the other hand, he truly needed to account for costs; if he couldn't find what was needed, wouldn't he incur a loss?
Business matters are like this: the price of finished souls increased by 50%, while the price of ordinary soul fragments doubled. There's nothing more to say about that.
He doubled Noah's profits, so Noah naturally had no complaints, and the transaction continued. Having obtained the coordinates, Noah, of course, quickly issued new orders.
A force of 200,000 Custodian Guard troops, along with 200,000 Grey Knights, 200,000 Sisters of Silence, 2,000,000 Space Marines, two Titan Legions, and two Astra Militarum clusters, led personally by Noah, prepared to encircle and destroy the Craftworld there.
To ensure that the enemy could not open the Webway and escape, Noah even personally went, bringing a spatial stabilizer to ensure their inability to flee.
Who is he?
He is a scientist, but he is also the Warmaster of the Imperium of Man.
The Warmaster should also fulfill his duties.
Under the protection of the Patrol Fleet, this fleet set out. Because all the warships would travel at superluminal speeds, Noah intercepted the Craftworld Eldar's Craftworld after only two standard Terra days.
The respective fleets met in the void.
The next second, Noah's titan ships immediately opened fire.
There was nothing to discuss with the Aeldari; direct engagement upon meeting was the only attitude humanity currently held towards the Aeldari.
Crimson energy beams directly struck the Craftworld's ship-borne energy shield. Unlike other races, the Aeldari's energy shields were transparent, like glazed glass.
At the same time, an Aeldari bone shield was added inside this energy shield, forming a multi-layered defense of an outer energy shield and an inner Aeldari bone field.
As a branch of the Aeldari Empire that inherited most of its technology, the Craftworld Eldar's shields were quite robust.
The crimson light and the Craftworld Eldar's shield mutually canceled each other out. The entire Craftworld Eldar was not directly destroyed by this single shot, Daemonstrating the Aeldari's former status as galactic Overlords; their technology was not weak.
Noah showed no surprise at such a sight.
If a titan ship could obliterate the opposing Craftworld with one shot, then he wouldn't need to bring ground forces.
The next second, the battleship also fired in unison. The battleship's tachyon spears also headed towards the Craftworld Eldar's shield, and the effect was the same: although the enemy's shield was already somewhat shaky, it still held.
Because Noah's fleet was striking directly across light-years, the Craftworld Eldar fleet had not yet detected the direction of the human fleet group.
However, even so, their escort fleet quickly reacted.
Large numbers of escort fleets flew towards the direction of the attack, preparing to engage Noah's fleet group, while the human fleet showed no intention of retreating, also charging straight in.
Retreat? Engage in guerrilla warfare? Kite the enemy with their range?
Those were tactics used by the enemy when attacking. Now, if these Craftworld Eldar retreated to fight guerrilla warfare, they might just slip away directly.
Therefore, the human fleet group also directly attacked in the direction from which the enemy escort fleet came, preparing to destroy this Aeldari fleet. A fleet battle erupted in space.
The attacked Craftworld Eldar also reacted quickly; they immediately tried to open the Webway to escape. After all, in this galaxy, only humanity could strike them from such a vast distance.
However, after a series of operations, they helplessly discovered that they could not open the Webway at all; the surrounding space seemed to be firmly nailed shut.
The Webway could not be opened, which almost made the Craftworld Eldar despair. They turned and once again picked up their weapons.
humanity had arrived; they were about to fulfill the prophecy the Aeldari once foresaw: the human army would crush the last Aeldari survivor.
The prophecy will come true, our race is finished... The members of the Aeldari knew they were about to be annihilated, but as former galactic Overlords, even facing annihilation, they chose to die standing, not kneeling.
Large numbers of Aeldari warriors who had completed their Path training took up their weapons, preparing to fight the enemy when humanity assaulted the Craftworld.
As soon as their weapons were ready, the already prepared ground forces, especially the Custodian Guard and Space Marines, also glowed with blue light, and the next second, they appeared directly inside the Craftworld Eldar.
Blowing up the enemy's warships doesn't compare to personally slaughtering them for satisfaction!
Large numbers of human legions entered the Craftworld Eldar via warp jump systems. Before the Aeldari soldiers could react, the Custodian Guard, wielding guardian spears, struck down one after another.
Large numbers of Aeldari began to be brutally massacred, but all of this was their own doing.
The appearance of the Custodian Guard put pressure on the Aeldari, but they quickly deployed their ground armored forces: Scorpion tanks and Lynx tanks began to move out. Even the Aeldari's most precious titans were activated.
Phantom titans and Revenant titans were activated.
Large numbers of Aeldari warriors pushed out these heavy weapons, but humanity was not joking either.
After the Space Marines and Custodian Guard troops were deployed, the cygnus war engine was also teleported. The next second, this gigantic war engine, thousands of meters tall, appeared on the Craftworld Eldar.
"War engine deployed, executing orders to destroy these xenos!"
The cygnus war engine did not display their true power in the battles of the Segmentum Obscurus 108 Worlds because the Greater Daemon of Chaos at that time could be said to have sacrificed their lives to overwhelm humanity's giant war machines.
But now it was different; every titan Legion was equipped with a cygnus war engine. As these giant war engines were deployed, when the 1800-meter-tall behemoth stood up, the Aeldari titans seemed as insignificant as ants.
With each massive iron footfall, almost no Aeldari could withstand a single blow; they offered no resistance and were crushed alive by the cygnus war engine, blood splattering everywhere.
A few Aeldari warriors and some Aeldari heroes tried to resist the human attack, covering the retreat of Aeldari women, pregnant women, and children to their Craftworld, hoping to preserve a spark of their civilization.
However, from the moment they decided to attack humanity, it was already destined that the flames of war would never cease, and humanity would not let the tiger return to the mountains, but would cut the grass and eradicate the roots.
Looking at the direction of their escape, a Disintegration Cannon on the cygnus war engine's back began to activate. The next second, a powerful disintegration beam struck the fleeing Aeldari populace.
Without the protection of their shields, even the Craftworld Eldar were pierced through by this disintegration beam.
"Annihilate all enemies of humanity! Let their blood be a sacrifice to our comrades and the souls lost in the fires of war!"
The demise of the Aeldari Ark was merely their prophecy, and it began immediately after Noah had dealt with the entire Ark. He then ordered the fleet to head towards the direction of the Feral Eldar Lord.
The Astra Militarum, led by the Custodes, Grey Knights, Sisters of Silence, and Space Marines, launched a bloody massacre against the lords of the three Feral Worlds.
The Adeptus Mechanicus marched on the ground, with the Cerberus Combat Automata, the most powerful colossal combat machines in ground warfare. Their appearance on a planet's surface already signified the complete end of the war.
The Aeldari faced a devastating slaughter. Their so-called Titans were utterly defenseless against the Titan Legions, led by the Cerberus Combat Automata, and were easily crushed.
The painful screams of the Aeldari shattered the High Heavens, attracting Slaanesh's attention, but their souls were also devoured by Slaanesh.
Destruction had begun, and the prophecy was being fulfilled.
human legions, especially the one Noah brought this time, had become an army specialized in annihilating the Aeldari.
From now on, every time Trazyn provided coordinates, this army would go to that location and slaughter the Aeldari there.
To be treated with such ceremony by humanity, the Aeldari could be considered greatly honored. After dealing with the first batch of targets, Noah once again returned to his own planet.
He was about to create something very important, a very important warship.
The Moon of War!
The Moon of War was a planet-class warship. It required the construction of a planet-class shipyard and foundry, and also needed an energy core prepared for it.
Looking across the entire Imperium and the series of colony worlds he had already established, there were not many worlds capable of producing a qualified energy core.
For instance, the energy cores for Titans could only be produced on Unification World, which is why Titan production was not high, and patrol fleet production was also insufficient.
However, the Moon of War he needed to build next was even more different. The Moon of War required power from a singularity core.
Alternatively, it could be supplied by a dark matter core with energy output close to a singularity core. Neither energy supply method could be produced by the colony worlds currently under Noah's command.
Both of these things required a massive amount of resources.
Noah had personally crafted a Tier 2 singularity before.
But the cost of crafting it by hand was that almost all the resources stored by the Imperium on Terra were transformed into those two Tier 2 singularities.
At that time, most of the Imperium's resources were squandered by Noah in this way. Those were resources they had stored for thousands of years!
Now, one of those two Tier 2 singularities remained there, supplying energy to the Webway system.
As for the other, it was used by Noah during the battle of the 108 Worlds to completely separate the Warp from the real universe.
One of these two singularity cores must remain there to maintain the Webway, and the other must remain in the 108 Worlds to prevent the resurgence of Chaos.
And now, in order to build the Moon of War, Noah needed to create another Tier 2 singularity to power his upcoming Moon of War.
Returning to Unification World, Noah began issuing his first directive to all colonies.
"Transport all stored minerals, alloys, energy matter, explosive particles, exotic gases, and a series of other materials to the satellite laboratory next to Unification World."
"Within the Deneb system, begin construction of a planetary battleship assembly shipyard."
Orders from the Warmaster of the Solar Lord Empire were issued.
The entire Obscurus Sector and the 108 Worlds rapidly mobilized. They began continuously transporting resources beyond their planned usage to the satellite laboratory next to Deneb Unification.
At the same time, to ensure sufficient resources, Noah also conveyed his instructions to the Imperium.
Under Guilliman's coordination, the Imperium's resources also began to flow continuously towards Noah.
What is a Tier 2 singularity? A Tier 2 singularity is equivalent to a galaxy compressed to its extreme!
The energy it possesses could even cause a Big Bang, and then create a vast galaxy from it.
Given enough time, this galaxy could become a second Milky Way. This is the terrifying energy contained within a Tier 2 singularity. Ordinary civilizations dare not touch this thing.
Because this thing is the domain of creators.
Massive amounts of resources were sent to the satellite laboratory. Every time Noah received a batch of resources, he would directly break them down to their smallest components, and then perform precise arrangement and combination.
A continuous stream of materials was transported to the satellite laboratory, and this satellite laboratory was like a bottomless pit; no one knew how many resources had already been transported.
It wasn't until all the resources stored by the entire Obscurus Sector and the 108 Worlds, excluding those needed for reconstruction, were handed over to Noah.
After all the available surplus resources that the Imperium could gather during this period were also transported to the satellite laboratory, Noah finally completed his third Tier 2 singularity!!!
Its appearance was identical to the other two Tier 2 singularities Noah had previously created, and one could similarly feel endless energy emanating from them.
Using a Tier 2 singularity to obtain energy is like using a universe for power. This is the energy of the Big Bang, being controlled and restrained by technology, then continuously providing sufficient energy.
"Done." After completing the creation of the third Tier 2 singularity, Noah clapped his hands. Four full months had already passed.
For Noah, creating a Tier 2 singularity was not a difficult task; the most challenging part was the massive consumption of materials.
After creating this energy core and ensuring its stability, Noah placed it back into a box made of null-element armor and carefully secured it.
Next, he needed to go to the planetary shipyard to check on the construction progress of the Moon of War.
Noah, who hadn't stepped out of his laboratory for four whole months, pushed open the door of his laboratory on the first day after the fourth month ended. Outside the door stood a row of Custodes.
After Noah walked out, the Custodes all knelt on one knee in salute.
"Warmaster."
Noah nodded slightly, then a gentle Psionic force appeared beneath the Custodes' knees, slowly helping them up.
"No need to be so polite. Next time, an Aquila salute will suffice; there's no need to kneel on one knee."
"We don't need to continue guarding here either. No one can touch the things inside the laboratory. Come with me to the planetary shipyard."
Although it cost a lot of resources, Noah was still quite happy that the item was created.
Therefore, he simply invited these two Custodes to come with him to see the Moon of War under construction.
"By the way, on the way, tell me about the current situation of Trajan's war with the Tyranids. How far have those bugs advanced?"
To prevent the two Custodes from refusing, Noah also posed a question to them, allowing them to answer him slowly on the way.
The two Custodes exchanged glances, then finally chose to follow behind the Warmaster.
"Yes, Warmaster."
Two Custodians followed behind Noah and reported the situation on Trajan's side.
"The situation with Commander Trajan is not optimistic. Although he received your support, Warlord, the losses are still heavy."
"The swarm, relying on its numerical superiority, has launched several desperate assaults on our fleet. So far, after four months of engagement, we have lost almost an entire patrol fleet's worth of forces."
"The rest of the warships have also sustained varying degrees of damage. Commander Trajan intends to retreat to the Expanse Sector for recuperation before going out to stop the enemy again."
"However, the results of the battle are also gratifying. At least 40 of the enemy's planet-sized Leviathans, capable of FTL combat, have been completely destroyed by us."
"We have gained a little time. The swarm's fleet seems to have halted their advance, and their warships that were previously incapable of FTL combat have begun to retreat."
"According to messages from our scout fleet, these warships seem to have retreated to an unknown location beyond the galaxy. They appear to be upgrading their combat modules to further enhance their speed."
The Custodians behind him reported the situation of the battle against the swarm on the edge of the galaxy, and Noah merely nodded.
"It's understandable that the swarm would react this way. After all, didn't I say before? They are also intelligent beings, so knowing that those planet-sized Leviathans incapable of FTL combat are like pigs and dogs to us, they would naturally upgrade."
"Trajan did very well. However, since the warship losses are somewhat severe, let him retreat first and return to the Nebulous Sector for repairs."
"And also to witness our new warship enter the void and reign over the vast emptiness!"
Regarding Trajan's warship losses, Noah made his own arrangements. After all, although the Expanse Sector had already begun modifications,
the shipyards there had not yet been completed. Repairing them there would not be as good as repairing them directly back here.
Moreover, Noah intended to assemble his fleet, form a combined fleet, and, with the War Moon, personally engage the swarm in battle.
"Understood, Warlord. I will relay your orders to the Commander immediately."
Noah's words were like an emperor's decree, so the Custodians would not question, only execute directly.
In the interim of their conversation, Noah and the Custodians had already arrived at the shuttle's location. Noah then boarded the shuttle and took a seat.
Since they had followed him this far, there was no reason for the Custodians to leave, so they naturally followed Noah's lead and boarded the shuttle.
For Noah, it had been a long time since he had ridden in such a shuttle, as he had always been in the laboratory conducting research. It was a rare occasion for him to begin actively engaging in the universe.
After everyone was seated, the shuttle quickly started, carrying Noah and his companions towards the planetary warship shipyard.
As the shuttle first emerged into space, Noah and his companions could already see the nascent form of the War Moon at the planetary shipyard.
The War Moon-class planetary warship, this class of warship requires a large amount of resources and a significant amount of time to build. A standard 24-sized planet-class warship takes a full year to build.
Noah's current planet-class warship had only been under construction for four months, but even after four months, it had already begun to take shape. Everyone could see that this was a massive warship, its volume no different from Terra.
The weapon systems that could be equipped on such a warship were simply terrifying!
The entire planet was a warship. How powerful would the weapons it was equipped with be?
At the same time, how thick would the shields generated by all the various energy generators and shield generators that could be loaded onto an entire warship be?
This was simply an astronomical figure.
Anyone who saw this planetary warship under construction would gasp in awe and exclaim that this was absolutely an extremely powerful vessel.
Even Noah, who was accustomed to federation warships, couldn't help but give a thumbs-up when he saw his first War Moon under construction.
War Moon-class warships, unlike Titans and Sovereigns and other series of warships which are conventional warships, are planet-class warships and belong to tactical-level fleets. They are no longer conventional warship types.
From here, warships have entered the realm of tactical application. Even the worst War Moon-class warship can absolutely be called a military warship, unlike Titan warships which are only used as flagships for patrol fleets.
Looking at the War Moon being built before him, Noah felt very pleased.
And when Noah arrived at the planetary shipyard, the Archmagos of the Mechanicum responsible for maintaining the construction of this planetary warship quickly came to greet him.
"Greetings, esteemed Omnissiah."
Even a planetary warship needs to be built, and one equipped with so many powerful weapons. Why not call him Omnissiah?
In the eyes of the Mechanicum, Noah was the Omnissiah's incarnation in the mortal world.
As for the agreement reached with the Imperium earlier?
The Emperor is the Omnissiah?
The Mechanicum stated that they knew nothing and understood nothing about this.
Anyway, the Emperor hadn't stepped forward to object, so they simply regarded Noah as the true Omnissiah.
Because the Omnissiah was speaking human language, the Mechanicum also changed their long-standing practice of speaking binary to the most standard human language.
Facing the Mechanicum's allegiance, Noah was naturally willing to accept it. Although these guys were a bit ugly and their research capabilities were a bit weak, they could absolutely be considered qualified workers.
In the world of Warhammer, where literacy rates still mattered, the Mechanicum were undoubtedly highly intelligent individuals.
Anyone with a low IQ could not become a Tech-Priest.
"No need for formalities. Tell me how much longer it will take to complete the most basic construction of this War Moon."
Noah inquired about the construction progress of the War Moon, and upon hearing Noah's question, the supervising Archmagos opposite him showed a proud expression.
"Because you, Omnissiah, personally bestowed a miracle,
our speed in building this warship has greatly increased. According to our precise calculations and projected overtime, we only need seven months to produce it."
The Archmagos' face was filled with pride and satisfaction. After all, this was speeding up by a month, a level that was not easily achieved.
The fact that the other party could accelerate the production speed of the warship by a month naturally made Noah very interested. He uncharacteristically asked,
"You are very good. What is your name? Are you interested in taking my assessment?"
"Praise be to You, and many thanks for the grace of the omnissiah!"
The Archmagos' mechanical eye glowed red with excitement. He immediately prostrated himself, his voice trembling.
"This humble servant, Cawl Tavi Vita, considers it his utmost honor to receive your inquiry! I am willing to undergo any form of test!"
Noah nodded slightly, his gaze once again falling upon the magnificent moon of war skeleton outside the viewport.
Countless engineering ships, like worker bees around a hive, busily shuttled across the framework of the iron planet. Under the combined efforts of these engineering ships and dock machinery, the moon of war was steadily nearing completion.
"Vita, tell me, how did you manage to shorten the construction period by a month?" Noah asked.
To be able to shorten the construction period by a month indicated great talent, and Noah was very interested.
Vita quickly rose, but still maintained a humble posture: "Reporting to the omnissiah, this is thanks to the modular construction technology from the STC template you bestowed.
I re-optimized the construction process, dividing each small part of the planetary battleship into 120 core modules for simultaneous construction. At the same time, I improved the plasma module linking technology, introducing a 'woodpecker mode' into the plasma module linking.
The plasma beam is energized for 0.0001 seconds, then rests for 0.0005 seconds. By relying on this joining method, I successfully increased the joining efficiency of armor plates by 37%. In addition..."
He paused, seemingly hesitant whether to continue.
"Continue," Noah commanded.
"In addition, I... I adjusted the work cycle of the personnel, shortening the standard working hours by 10% and adding three work shifts.
Although this greatly increased the number of personnel responsible for the work and also increased expenses, the production efficiency was indeed significantly improved."
"Because these Tech-Priests working received sufficient rest, and after receiving sufficient rest, their condition became better, allowing them to carry out construction more effectively."
Noah was silent for a moment. This brief silence made Vita almost believe his decision had angered the god.
The two Custodians, though expressionless, subtly tensed.
As soon as Noah gave the order, they would immediately apprehend this supervising Archmagos, as such an operation undoubtedly increased the overall construction cost of the moon of war significantly.
"Well done. Your actions are very good. Allowing people to work at their peak can indeed improve work efficiency," Noah finally spoke.
The words of affirmation caused Vita's mechanical heart to almost stop beating.
This was affirmation from the omnissiah, affirmation from their god. How could this Archmagos not be excited?
"However..."
Noah uttered the word "however," which undoubtedly made Vita's heart, which had just settled, leap up again.
"However, next time if you have such a good idea, do not conceal it. Remember to submit a report to me. Good methods should naturally be put into use by everyone."
"As for employee salary costs, you should be aware that these costs are not costs at all when it comes to increasing battleship efficiency. They are negligible."
"If it can improve production efficiency, then a 25% increase in employee costs is not a problem."
"You have to give to get. You only get something if you lose something.
And for us, time is the most precious thing. As for employee salary expenses, such things are insignificant."
Noah's powerful brain naturally allowed him to quickly calculate how much more the employee salary expenses would be, but he had no objection to this salary expense.
Compared to the accelerated construction speed of the battleship, what was a little extra salary for the employees?
Among the costs of building this moon of war, even 1/100,000 of the cost would be enough to increase the current employees' wages by hundreds of times.
If time could be saved, then their wages were negligible.
"Follow me," Noah turned and walked towards the dock control center, "Your test is more or less considered the first step passed. Next, I will give you a paper."
"As long as you can answer the basic questions I give you, then I will train you to become the first true scientist!"
It was time to take on some qualified students. It was too difficult to develop in this universe relying solely on himself.
Even if he was a legendary scientist, a legendary scientist didn't just mean having powerful scientific research capabilities.
There was also a powerful buff aura. For example, with the blessing of a qualified scientist, his thinking, brain, and a series of other things would double!!
This was enough to help him achieve greater achievements in scientific research!
To put it in the most intuitive way, if you randomly set something you want me to research, and then give me a team of scientists to lead them in research, then with my conditional boost, the time to research this technology will be cut in half!
If your original monthly research point output was only a mere 4k, then with the blessing of such a legendary scientist, the research output of three subjects would reach 8k, a doubled increase!!!
scientists were the most important valuable asset of a civilization, and Noah was one of the most important scientists of the Terran Federation.
He might not be the top single-item bonus scientist in the federation, but he was definitely the most versatile scientist.
Now he finally saw a suitable student he could teach. Therefore, Noah intended to train the other party at this time, to see if he could become a qualified scientist and work in the research institute.
Vita still hadn't come back to his senses until he saw Noah already heading towards the dock control room. What had he just heard?
He seemed to have just heard that the omnissiah was going to personally train him!
The next second, oil spurted from Tavi's head, and he excitedly fell to the ground. The two Custodians had no choice but to lift the Archmagos up.
Archmagos usually had extensive mechanical modifications. Fortunately, Tavi's mechanical modifications were not excessively insane, so the Custodians could still drag him along.
The metallic door of the control center slid open silently. Noah stepped inside, with Vita half-supported and half-dragged by the two Custodians following behind.
Seeing this scene, the Tech-Priests' data streams experienced a momentary disruption, but no one dared to ask a single question.
Noah walked directly to the central control console, tapping a few times on the holographic interface to bring up the moon of war's structural diagram.
"I'll give you ten minutes to stabilize your emotions," he said without looking back, "I don't need a confused examinee."
Vita quickly activated his internal cooling system, his mechanical lungs emitting a hissing exhaust sound. A few minutes later, he managed to stand up straight, his mechanical eyes refocusing: "Great omnissiah, I am ready."
The fellow had finally adjusted his condition. Noah casually threw a device to him.
"Answer the contents inside, then hand it to me. I'll check the construction status of the moon of war first."
After saying this, Noah busied himself, while Vita was left to do his practice questions.
He quickly reached out to take what Noah threw at him. This was something the omnissiah had thrown to him; how could he fail to catch it?
His mechanical hand clawed in the sky, finally catching the data chip Noah threw to him. He then connected the data chip and began answering the questions.
Which Archmagos had not spent their time amidst mountains of documents and endless meetings? Which one had not battled through numerous exams and written tests?
So, he was not afraid of exams; he was only afraid that the questions posed by the omnissiah would be too difficult and stump him directly.
However, it was clear he might have been overthinking it. Noah still knew the scope of the knowledge system of these Adeptus Mechanicus Archmagos within the Imperium of Man.
At the same time, he did not expect an Adeptus Mechanicus Archmagos, without specific professional training, to be able to answer the federation's test questions.
The set of questions he provided was merely a standard test paper based on the Imperium's existing knowledge system.
Time passed by minute by minute. Soon, two hours were up. Noah checked the current production status of the moon of war and found that everything was up to standard, except for some minor discrepancies.
Minor discrepancies were normal, as there were not enough professionals here. Noah made micro-adjustments to these small differences and, after instructing personnel to carry them out, the matter was resolved.
When Noah finished this task, Tavi, who had just completed his test, also quickly presented his data disk with both hands.
He achieved 81 points on the basic hundred-point test, a score that was definitely good, as most Adeptus Mechanicus Archmagos only scored in the fifties.
"Acceptable. Your knowledge is quite solid, with only a few minor gaps. I will provide you with some knowledge question banks, and you should study, understand, and practice with them thoroughly."
"From now on, you are my probationary student. You will have one opportunity each week to ask me questions. Seize this opportunity and do not ask me about everything."
"Once you pass my test for the second time, achieving 90 points on this paper, it will automatically unlock access to a knowledge vault, where you can study the knowledge you need."
"I will conduct random checks on you annually. You have three years to pass the final assessment. If you can pass the final assessment, you will officially become my student."
Vita's mechanical arm trembled with excitement; he looked as if he was having an epileptic seizure.
"Thank you for the omnissiah's affirmation! I will redouble my efforts and live up to your expectations."
"Alright, this conversation ends here. Although you have potential, whether I will nurture you depends on your own efforts. Now, let's look at the work you need to do currently."
Noah called up a holographic projection of the moon of war and lightly tapped a few structural points.
"Since you have passed the preliminary assessment, you will now begin your first practical task. These three energy conduction nodes have design flaws. I want you to propose an improvement plan within 48 hours."
Vita carefully examined the highlighted areas, his processor rapidly churning: "This is... an energy overflow problem? Indeed, when the main guns fire in unison, the pressure on these nodes will exceed the design standard by 0.009%."
"Identifying the problem is only the first step," Noah brought up another set of data. "More importantly is the solution. Remember, a true Engineer not only discovers problems but also solves them."
"Don't think that 0.009% seems small in the data, but you must remember that for a planet-sized warship, any standard must be strictly, strictly, strictly adhered to.
If your negligence leads to the innocent loss of Imperial Navy personnel on the warship and the loss of a valuable planet-sized warship, that is a responsibility you cannot bear."
"Do you understand what I mean? Therefore, during the construction of the moon of war, you must be cautious, cautious, and cautious. You must be strict with the data!"
"Understood." How could Tavi have any dissatisfaction in the face of Noah's teachings? He quickly nodded in agreement and firmly imprinted Noah's teachings in his mind.
Being personally taught by the omnissiah was something others could only dream of, and this was correcting his mistakes. Was this not imparting knowledge to him?
Vita studied very diligently, and Noah, facing such a diligent student, showed a little more patience and began to answer his questions in detail about certain specifics and knowledge systems of the planet-sized warship.
A scientist's primary duty is to study patiently. If one cannot even study patiently, then it is naturally impossible to become a useful scientist.
Noah needed an assistant, not ordinary personnel from the Adeptus Mechanicus who were inferior even to assistants.
After four hours of instruction, Noah finally left the dock, leaving Vita to continue building the moon of war there, while he himself returned to his planet.
As the Imperium of Man's second Emperor in some sense, Noah had many things to do.
It was already very difficult for him to find time to check on the moon of war.
Now that he had finished, he naturally returned to his laboratory.
Future wars would naturally become increasingly brutal, and the situation of the Imperium of Man made it impossible to strengthen all humans to the level of Space Marines. Therefore, Noah had to choose a compromise solution to enhance the Imperium of Man's combat capabilities through armor and equipment.
He needed to design power armor for the ordinary Astra Militarum of the Imperium of Man and have these Astra Militarum fight in power armor.
At least to some extent, a company of Astra Militarum must be able to withstand an attack from ten times their number of orks or Tyranid Swarm and remain standing.
Noah had many such weapons, but this was the Imperium of Man.
Therefore, another major prerequisite for these weapons was that their technological content must be extremely low.
With sufficiently low technological content and ease of manufacture, the Imperium of Man itself could produce them, rather than everything being concentrated in the Segmentum Obscurus 108 Worlds.
The number of Astra Militarum was colossal, an unquantifiable force.
At the same time, their war zones were too vast. If only the Segmentum Obscurus 108 Worlds could manufacture them, then supply would become a huge problem.
Noah had to balance its material properties at a certain equilibrium point to facilitate the replenishment and manufacturing for the Astra Militarum.