Alex's orders, along with the relevant technical data, were delivered to Archmagos Cawl and Sage Olegana.
The highest-level directives and the prompt cursor indicating the completion of the massive alien data stream transfer silently extinguished on the main data panel in front of Sage Olegana, like a stone dropped into a deep pool, leaving only a brief ripple.
Cawl's massive mechanical body emitted a low, high-frequency hum, a sound not purely of mechanical friction, but interspersed with intense, high-speed binary data streams, like an ancient hymn forcibly distorted within a metal cavity.
His complex multi-compound eye array instantly locked onto Olegana, his crimson mechanical bionic eyes flickering with dangerous and complex light—a mixture of extreme repulsion and a forcibly suppressed, technical curiosity for the unknown creation.
His synthesized voice, distorted and raised by intense emotional impact, declared, "Spirit Bone technology?! This is a severe challenge to the core principles of the Mars Treaty! It is a potential defilement of the god of machines' sacred concept of creation!"
Several of his mechanical tendrils sprang up like startled vipers, pointing at the holographic projection of the alien runic structure model, which emitted a soft, milky white glow: "Sage Olegana, have your logic circuits been interfered with by the alien data stream?
You should be clearer than anyone about its risks! The energy characteristics of Aeldari creations!
Their operational basis is rooted in the resonance of Warp laws, which presents a fundamental, almost irreconcilable conflict with our mechanical architecture based on sacred physical laws!
Contamination risk, uncontrollable energy dissipation thresholds, potential Warp anchor effects—each uncontrolled variable has destructive power sufficient to trigger a regional disaster, even affecting the psyker titan itself!
Did your logical evaluation module ignore these fatal parameters in the core threat matrix calculations?"
Cawl's questioning was like a cold hammer of judgment; every byte carried extreme aversion to alien technology and a ruthless extrapolation of uncontrolled consequences, but deep down, that hint of technical curiosity, forcibly suppressed by reason, still flickered faintly like embers in an unextinguished engine core.
Olegana's electronic synthesized voice sounded slightly softer than usual, the low hum characteristic of her logic engine operating at high speed clearly discernible, as if the escapement mechanism inside a precise clock was working steadily: "Archmagos Cawl, the unpredictable risks of alien technology are an objective fact, and this point is beyond dispute; we fully agree."
Her mechanical bionic eyes slightly adjusted their focus, projecting the Spirit Bone model's data stream onto the isolation force field barrier between them, "But the Governor's core instruction is to 'assess its feasibility.'
Thorough, detailed fundamental data analysis is the prerequisite for any meaningful risk assessment, for judging its 'defilement' nature and degree, and it is the only way we can provide solid evidence to the Governor.
The analysis work will be conducted in the highest-level'Silent Furnace' isolation zone of the Forge Temple, implementing triple physical adamantium gate isolation, seven layers of psyker suppression field superposition, real-time Warp contamination particle scanning arrays, and energy recoil simulation sandboxes.
The conclusion of feasibility must be based on the data supporting the analysis results, not on a preconceived stance."
She slightly increased the clarity of her electronic voice, emphasizing, "The Governor's ultimate activation prohibition is the most important guarantee for ensuring the project's safety boundaries, and it is the final gate of our logical defense line."
Cawl's hum grew deeper, carrying a profound distrust of the so-called safety measures: "'Silent Furnace'? Against Eldar technology, which is rooted in the essence of the Warp, like a living song, its isolation effectiveness is questionable!
No matter how precise a data simulation sandbox is, it cannot fully replicate the violent psychic fluctuations of soul confinement units in a real battlefield, or the chaotic harmonic resonance that might occur between the Warp energy source and the introduced Spirit Bone variable!
One undetected phase shift, one minor psychic frequency harmonic distortion—the entire energy core could instantly transform into a permanent rift tearing the veil of reality!"
His warning was like cold steel needles, piercing every weak link in Olegana's logical deduction: "This risk level far exceeds the scope of conventional Titan weapon development; its potential destructive power is enough to erase the entire research station and even the deep-level forge from the real universe! The project's tolerance limit is far below this!"
Olegana's response maintained logical rigor, but her voice carried a subtle sense of resonance, as if responding to Cawl's deep concern about the risks: "The risks you describe do exist, and the destruction model extrapolation is valid. I understand your concerns, Archmagos Cawl.
However, the lengthy iterative cycle of conventional research and development processes cannot meet the urgent timetable for addressing the Great Rift threat prophesied.
The Governor's directive has clearly set the project priority as 'Star District Highest.' The theoretical advantages of the Spirit Bone in psychic conductivity efficiency, energy containment stability, and potential machine spirit compatibility are the only possible way to solve the current bottleneck, as revealed by known intelligence."
She brought up the comparative data on energy dissipation from the psyker titan's knee joint rune array, "My task is: to analyze its core principles, attempt to design a theoretically feasible safe integration path, and verify its safety boundary threshold through extreme simulation.
If the final analysis and assessment show that the risk is uncontrollable or the theoretical benefit is below the critical value, the integration plan will be logically rejected; this is an inevitable outcome."
Her electronic voice took on a more persuasive, rather than cold, emphasis: "However, refusing to conduct basic analysis and assessment purely to avoid risk is tantamount to actively abandoning a potential path to technological breakthrough.
This not only violates the core objective of the Governor's directive but also conflicts with the project's highest priority. Our duty requires us to explore this path, even if it is fraught with thorns.
Please execute the resource deployment directive, Archmagos Cawl. The time window is closing."
Cawl emitted an even more complex, lengthy, and internally contradictory hum, internal gear sets emitting grating calibration friction sounds, finally transforming into a cold signal confirming obedience: "Resource deployment directive… executing. Highest secrecy protocol'Silent Covenant' activated, permissions locked to you, me, and designated Tech-Priest."
His mechanical head turned to her, his crimson gaze still sharp, but the pure anger within it had been replaced by a heavy, complex emotion mixed with worry and a forced acknowledgment of the necessity of technological exploration: "Sage Olegana, may your analysis process always adhere to the last line of defense of the principle of technological purity.
Remember: in this domain, one failure will cost far more than the termination of the project. It will be… an annihilation that devours all investment and hope."
His warning was like a heavy adamantium coffin lid falling, cold and full of finality.
Olegana's response was concise and firm, carrying the solemnity of accepting a heavy burden: "Risk perception matrix fully recorded. Analysis work sequence… commencing."
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