Dimensional Chat Group: Starting On Warhammer 40K Chapter 182 180

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Now reading: Chapter 182 180 from Dimensional Chat Group: Starting On Warhammer 40K, a Action novel by Zaelum2.

For the androids to keep fighting for humanity for roughly seven thousand years, waging such a long war against the Machine Lifeforms...

Under normal circumstances, if they were nothing more than pure chanical programs, then perhaps they really could have persisted that long.

But androids all possessed selves. They had individual thought.

For them to endure for that long, either they had been implanted with prison-like programming that forced them to continue this war for millennia...

Or the androids truly loved humanity, revered their creators, and were sincerely, utterly loyal, willing to devote themselves to them.

And from the look of the scene, the latter seed far more likely.

Because after this "farewell testant" was declared, among the countless shaken androids, Lacus could not see one particular emotion in their expressions.

Anger.

Anger directed toward their creators.

If humanity had truly enslaved them, if they had fought this seven-thousand-year war as slaves, and now humans suddenly chose to give up and stop lying there enduring it, then all of the androids' efforts over those seven thousand years would have been aningless.

In that case, they might as well have died long ago.

Why tornt them for seven thousand years like this?

And beyond anger, there should have been another emotion as well.

Relief.

Because they would no longer need to continue that nearly endless war against the Machine Lifeforms for humanity's sake.

And yet they showed neither anger nor relief.

There was only bewildernt and helplessness, like children panicking at the thought of their parents leaving them.

They were afraid. They were terrified of their "parents" leaving, unable to accept the death of their "parents."

As long as their "parents" lived, that alone was the support that kept them alive, the reason they continued on.

If their "parents" died, then they too felt that continuing to live would be aningless.

So of the androids were already showing expressions that looked almost like they wanted to follow them in death.

They could not accept this.

But the surviving humans could no longer endure lying in those cold "coffins" for thousands of years either. That kind of existence was worse than death.

An endless vegetative state like that was no different from having an oxygen tube ripped out and simply using the last of one's life to truly live.

So this farewell did not an they were about to die imdiately.

It ant only that once they stopped lying inside the stasis fields that had been slowing ti to keep them alive, once they ca out, the disease they carried would no longer be suppressed and would begin rapidly consuming their lives.

"We apologize once again. The reason we are abandoning you is because we are about to depart for another star system."

The sudden reversal was so startling that it was hard to process.

"Long ago, we conducted such an experint. And now, the results of that experint have brought us new hope."

What that ant was that humanity had once carried out so kind of deep-space exploration, and sowhere in a distant star system, they had found a way to deal with White Chlorination Syndro.

"We discovered..."

The truth was that as long as humanity moved far enough away from the Solar System, the illness would begin to ease.

It was as though the Solar System itself had beco a space filled with so kind of special radiation. As long as humans remained within it, their condition would only continue worsening.

But once they left the Solar System, the symptoms of White Chlorination Syndro would gradually disappear. (nier.fandom)

So this farewell did not an humanity had abandoned life.

It ant that in order to survive, they truly had no choice but to abandon their holand, and abandon the androids who had fought for them.

For a mont, hearing this, Lacus's feelings beca even more complicated.

Still, there seed to be no need to call it "abandoning" the androids.

Couldn't they simply leave together?

Or perhaps they really could not.

Because if one wanted to carry out interstellar travel without so absurd leap in technology, then there was no way to bring too many people.

Most likely, their current resources were only just enough to allow the last surviving humans to migrate to a new star system.

"We are truly sorry. If possible..."

Sure enough, it was just as Lacus had thought.

Humanity had found a new ho, and wanted to migrate there, but with their current technology and resources, the colony ships they could build were only barely enough to carry the remaining humans.

Humanity did not have ti to keep waiting, waiting for more advanced technology, waiting until they could build a massive interstellar migration fleet.

And so, in this migration, they could only leave nearly all of the androids behind, taking only a tiny few with them.

That was why they kept apologizing.

And the androids, clearly, felt no dissatisfaction at all about that truth.

From their reactions, all one could see was relief, relief that this was not the tragic farewell they had feared monts earlier.

As long as their creators could go on living, they did not care whether they themselves were being abandoned or not.

At most, they would feel so sadness and regret.

But more than that, they would bless their creators and wish them a safe journey.

After this, they would continue their war against the Machine Lifeforms and reclaim the holand that belonged to their creators. The war itself, between androids and alien-created machine lifeforms, was already central to this setting. (nier.fandom)

And one day, once their creators had fully cured that disease, they would be able to return and live once more in their holand.

...

Of course, once the androids won the war, they would certainly follow in their creators' footsteps and head toward their creators' new ho as well.

Suddenly, it looked as though the entire Moon was trembling. The lunar surface behind this gigantic base was cracking open.

Not because anything was wrong with the Moon itself, but because an enormous space colony ship was rising out of a launch shaft.

Clearly, today was the day of farewell.

The androids were about to watch their creators depart.

Once the colossal vessel, as huge as a mountain, rose into place, the launch countdown appeared on its hull.

A launch countdown?

That was too short. The human giving the speech would never be able to board in ti.

"I have no intention of boarding. Not everyone is willing to leave their holand. You may also have heard rumors that so humans recently appeared on the surface and took part in the war against the Machine Lifeforms. Those were not rumors. So of us, those of us who cannot let go of ho, have decided..."

...

There would always be those unwilling to leave their holand, unwilling to die in so distant foreign place.

And that group intended to spend the remainder of their lives fighting alongside the androids.

Those humans had already blended in among the androids, so among the troops gathered here, so perhaps already down on Earth.

But no one should worry about them. No one should give them special treatnt.

They were human, creators.

They did not need to be coddled and protected by androids as if they were helpless infants.

As humans, they wanted the fla of their lives to burn as brightly and gloriously as possible in the ti they had left.

Only then would they have no regrets.

Only that was worthy of human glory.

So—

"Please allow to apologize once more. I will not reveal which among you are the humans hiding in your ranks."