Traveling through time, I'm making pancakes in Warhammer

Chapter 447 Confirming the True Body

After returning to the eco-chamber, Psychic [Howard] was clearly still unclear about what had happened.

He looked at his hands in surprise, touched his body, and then looked around.

And when he confirmed that he had returned to the starting point, his eyes were filled with uncontrollable shock and fear.

"Welcome." Lia Weide said, "It just so happens that one of my pets really likes food like yours."

This woman's words left no room for maneuver, not even a chance to surrender and confess.

"No! No! Wait! Give me a chance!" Psychic [Howard] shouted, "Madam! My Lord! I know a lot! I know a lot of information! I'll tell you everything! As long as you can spare me! I'm willing to serve you! I'm willing to serve you!"

But Lia Weide didn't even want to look at Psychic [Howard]'s request, and she picked up her tea again.

In the ecological chamber, this was the only cup of tea that was not frozen. Tyrannosaurus had even used his psychic power to heat it up a bit. The tea was steaming again, and the aroma was even more distinct.

Lia Weide took a sip of tea and said, "Oh, thank you."

Lia Weide's performance made Psychic [Howard] completely desperate, and in despair, he decided to fight to the death.

He summoned all his spiritual power and communicated with the whispers of the subspace at a depth never before experienced in his life. The tea in the ecological chamber was originally only frozen on the surface, but now the ice began to grow towards the bottom.

But Tyrannosaurus was not going to give him the chance to use his ultimate move. He just made a fist, and the psychic [Howard] disappeared in an instant.

If everything that just happened was slowed down infinitely, at the moment when the Tyrannosaurus clenched its fist, the body of Psychic [Howard] was instantly compressed into a singularity. The density of the singularity exceeded the collapsed mass, so Psychic [Howard] turned into a black hole.

However, because its mass is too small, the black hole evaporates in less than one trillionth of a second, but the energy and destruction released during the evaporation process are all annihilated into the subspace.

In fact, the Tyrannosaurus was not afraid of psychic energy at all. [Howard] was about to release his ultimate move, but after the opponent released the attack spell, the ecological chamber would inevitably be messed up again. Even if he could recover, doing so would be meaningless except for adding an extra step.

He didn't need to prove himself in front of the current patriarch of the Helvinson family, and this small role couldn't allow him to demonstrate his strength.

After easily solving this little trouble, the Tyrannosaurus put on its hood again and returned to its original position.

After the Tyrannosaurus displayed overwhelming power, the remaining [Howards] were all disheartened and gave up resistance. They were executed one by one until the real Howard himself.

The servant also put the muzzle of the gun to the back of Howard's head, but before he could pull the trigger, Lia Weide stopped him.

"Okay."

Then Leah Weide put down the teacup with two-thirds of tea left, stood up, and walked towards Howard on the sticky blood on the ground.

It was not until Lia Weide stood up that Howard discovered that this woman's body had undergone a complete and thorough mechanical transformation. Howard could not find even a piece of flesh and blood on her body. Even her mouth and nose used to taste tea had been completely replaced by machines.

However, unlike the Empire's common pursuit of practical, rugged and durable mechanical modifications, Liavide's mechanical modifications go a step further on the basis of practicality and pursue "beauty".

This aesthetic wasn't bionic, nor did it pursue the beauty of nature. Instead, it was the pursuit of mechanical coordination and the intricacy of craftsmanship. Anyone who saw Lia Weide could tell at first glance that her body wasn't human, yet they had to admit that this mechanical body possessed a charm far beyond that of a human.

Her entire body exudes an extremely refined and elegant retro mechanical style, and artworks of this style usually give people a sense of fragility, as if a speck of dust or a piece of rust will destroy this nearly perfect and balanced mechanical structure.

But Lia Weide can indeed walk and even drink tea with this body, which is enough to show that the strength of this mechanical body is far beyond the imagination of ordinary people.

Then the technology used to manufacture and maintain this mechanical body is far beyond the comprehension of ordinary people.

"Mr. Howard." Leah Weide stopped not far from Howard's seat, leaning forward slightly and saying, "Welcome."

"What a unique way to welcome you." Howard replied coldly as he looked at the corpses and blood on the ground.

Leah Weide extended her hand to Howard. It was not the kind of handshake between clients. Instead, she only raised the front half of her arm, with her palm facing up and her five fingers slightly bent.

Generally speaking, this gesture usually expresses an invitation or intimacy.

But Howard ignored the woman's hand that was intended to win him over. He stood up with his left hand on the table. At this time, his eyes were on the same plane as Leah Weide, who was leaning forward slightly.

"I came here after being introduced by someone. He told me that I was really needed here." Howard was too lazy to exchange pleasantries with this dangerous woman: "Liya Weide... Madam, I hope you understand this better than I do."

"I understand what that gentleman meant, but there's no rush." Seeing that Howard didn't cooperate with her overtures, Lia Weide naturally lowered her hand, and then she asked a question:

"I've been asking Christina to serve and assist you these days. How is her performance?"

Howard noticed that when this question was asked, Christina, who was still standing there, suddenly became uneasy.

"She's good enough for her age." Howard replied, and his evaluation was true. Christina looked like she was not even sixteen years old. When he was sixteen, he still fantasized about being the king of the world, but Christina was already able to use a power sword to go in and out among the rebels.

"That means you're not good enough." Lia Weide said.

Christina shuddered at her mother's comment.

Fortunately, Lia Weide did not continue the topic. She turned to ask Christina's brother:

"Roland, do you have anything to say?"

Christina's brother, a man named Roland who was about thirty years old, was silent for a moment before he said:

"Mother, this time, I also caught a spy."

The spy he was talking about was naturally the person captured by Constance.

Lia Weide had her back to Roland, so Roland couldn't see her expression, but Howard saw that the woman closed her eyes and then opened them again.

"I've just executed dozens of spies. Is there anything special about the spy you caught?"

Roland was speechless for a moment, and after a long while he said:

"Then...Mother, what do you think we should do?"

"Clean it up," Lia Weide said, "and clean up all the 'seeds' in this batch as well."