Looking at the silver pointer pointing to him, Calvin ordered other staff members to stand in front of the three-dimensional instrument.
But whether it was blocked by someone or Calvin's position changed, the pointer pointed to his position without hesitation.
"It's strange." Calvin circled around the sphere, and the pointer also circled around the precise mechanical structure inside the sphere.
"Can you understand how it works?" Calvin asked casually.
"Theoretically it should be possible, but it will be very slow. But if there is data from Mars to support it..." Mechanical Priest Stovan on the side answered uncertainly.
"Is there data support from Mars?"
Calvin looked at the mechanical priest and remembered that this current situation was a real "black hole" on Mars.
Calvin expressed 100% doubt as to whether he could still access the Mars database.
Forget it, let’s try it yourself.
Calvin once again extended his psychic tentacles to the giant bell, and then felt an unexpected stagnation inside the device.
"Isn't it perfect yet?"
Calvin subconsciously pointed at the giant clock and asked, while Constantine took Stowan's place to answer his doubts.
"Probably not, the full liquid metal component is its complete state. But we don't have so many psychics participating, so this part of the structure was replaced by our existing technology.
Its function should have been restored, but the current volume is indeed inconsistent with the markings on the technical blueprint."
"How many psykers are needed?" Calvin asked.
"Many, very many... or..." Constantine looked at Calvin, the meaning behind his words was self-evident.
"Or do I do it myself? Well, I'll try to arrange a time." Calvin nodded, and then said to Stovan on the side:
"Find out its operating mechanism as soon as possible and make a report..."
"Your will!" Stovan bowed his head and accepted the order.
And just when Calvin wanted to communicate with Constantine about this piece of equipment, a Gray Knight walked up to him outside the gate of the testing area behind him.
"Is something wrong?"
"Lord Nicholas is outside the test area and has important matters to inform you."
"Okay." Calvin and Constantine nodded, and then walked out of the experimental area.
The technicians present resumed work, and Calvin had already joined Nicholas outside the test area.
"Is it an emergency? Which direction? Is it the Storm Star Region? No!
My authority here has been transferred, they should not come to me at this time."
Without too much politeness, he directly asked Nicholas questions as soon as he met Calvin.
According to his tacit understanding with these Imperial Guards, unless it is a special or important matter, these Emperor's Imperial Guards will never easily approach the testing area involving Gray Knight secrets.
"Direction to Terra." Nicholas spoke concisely and to the point, and gave Calvin a bombshell in the next second.
"Government Council reports that Winston Mello, the Chief of the Imperial Council, Supreme Lord, and member of the Terran Senate, died of illness five days ago."
"Huh? Where is the Tribunal?" Calvin stopped and looked at Nicholas.
"The Tribunal's special line information arrived at the same time." Nicholas replied.
"Conclusion."
"Kill him."
"Fuck!"
Calvin's mood could not be worse, as if he had been fed a piece of shit.
It's not that he has any feelings for the Prime Minister who has begun to show hostility towards him even though he has never met him.
But after being persuaded by Alpharius to "be himself", he was planning to hand over his seat as a representative of the Tribunal when he returned to Terra and return to the frontline battlefield to practice.
And the death of this adult can be said to have disrupted his overall plan.
Especially since he died so delicately, just before Calvin was about to return to Terra.
The official documents of the Government Affairs Council are meant to appease people's hearts, so they can only be used by middle- and low-level bureaucrats and nobles;
In the eyes of other members of the Senate, the real ruler of the empire, Winston's death is by no means a secret!
So here comes the question:
A supreme lord, the master of the Imperial Council, the theoretical chief of the Senate of Terra, died so quietly?
Died in the Terran Administrative Office under heavy security?
Who did it?
Or who has the ability to do it?
To be clearer, who will benefit the most from this?
All the fingers pointed at Calvin, who was still far away from the edge of the Sun Star Territory, because this looked very much like the work of the Assassin Court. If Calvin had not known that he was not schizophrenic, he would have doubted whether this was his order. p>
"This has taught me a lesson!" Calvin whispered through clenched teeth, and then locked the target of suspicion in the next second:
"What's going on in the Assassin's Court?"
"The investigation has been completed. None of the major temples have received orders, and there are no records of performing tasks in the palace area...it is not our work."
Nicholas responded in the same low voice. He was also shocked by the news.
When was the last assassination of the High Lord of Terra?
I'm afraid it was a thousand years ago, right?
This is undoubtedly an assassination of extremely bad nature, which will once again tear apart the fragile trust between the high lords.
And if this mystery cannot be investigated clearly, then this is probably just the beginning:
More violence and conspiracy will hang over Terra like dark clouds, and the empire will once again fall into endless internal strife at a time of internal and external troubles...
"What about the candidate for prime minister?" Calvin asked.
"Not chosen yet." Nicholas replied.
"Huh? Why?" Calvin couldn't understand.
According to the existing mechanism of the Government Affairs Council, in an emergency, either the Standing Deputy Minister or the Speaker of the Imperial House can directly succeed Winston's position.
How could there be no one?
"...The executive deputy minister was assassinated at the same time. As for Lord Mercury, the speaker of the Imperial House of Representatives, he is currently on his way back to the Hazy Star Territory."
"Okay...what did the old man say?"
Calvin has obviously figured out the key to this matter. What he is most concerned about at this time is how the Holy Hammer Order, which represented him at the Senate meeting, reacted immediately.
"Check! Grand Master Walden has met with Marshal Trajan and jointly announced within the Senate that this matter will be investigated to the end!" Nicholas replied.
"Huh...that's good."
Calvin relaxed a little, which was the right choice.
It would have been the same choice for him. No matter whether others doubted it or not, he would have expressed his firm attitude immediately.
The joint declaration with the Marshal of the Forbidden Army is even more so. While elevating the importance of this matter again, it also illustrates how seriously the Inquisition takes this matter.
And this is also an obvious signal to other high lords:
That is, first, draw clear boundaries and calm people's hearts.
The Tribunal has no intention of interfering with the sphere of influence of the Government Affairs Council and is still willing to abide by the established rules;
Second, deter Xiaoxiao and stabilize the situation.
Anyone who wants to fish in troubled waters during the chaos caused by this incident must carefully consider whether they can withstand the double blow of the Inquisition and the Tower of Hegemony!
After confirming that the Tribunal had not made a mistake in this step, Calvin relaxed his body and prepared to continue his work.
But when he turned around and planned to walk to the experimental area, he found that Nicholas had not left.
"Anything else?" Calvin asked.
"What's your itinerary?" Nicholas asked.
At this juncture, Calvin's own actions are equally sensitive.
Nicholas needs to confirm again whether this special being in front of him really has no interest in the rights of the empire.
After all, although this was not a deliberately created opportunity, for Calvin, the premature disappearance of a political opponent was undoubtedly an excellent opportunity to draw chestnuts from the fire.
"According to the established schedule, no change!" Calvin said decisively.