Sisters of Battle Cruiser.
Li Feng had already dressed and was sitting in a chair. The Sisters of Battle outside brought in a table, and Li Feng's luggage was brought up from the land.
At this moment, the Nuns and Tech-Priests were inspecting Li Feng's luggage and equipment one by one... Li Feng's belongings were spread all over the table: his television, electric heater, entrenching tool, various weapons, and changes of clothes... The Tech-Priests and Sister Fides were meticulously recording Li Feng's possessions. Li Feng only hoped they would be gentle and not damage his things...
"A ranger green military canvas backpack, manufacturing world is... '5.11 Military Company'?"
"A green wooden-handled entrenching tool, manufacturing world is... 'Factory 215'?"
"An Imperial Cult rosary beads, serial number confirmed, not a replica."
"A mechanical folding dagger engraved with an Adeptus Mechanicus blessing mark... Manufacturing world unknown..."
"An ancient revolver, also engraved with a mark, manufacturing world... 'Colt Firearms Company'?..."
"A laptop computer and communication tool from the Dark Age of Technology... omnissiah above!"
When that Oil Man saw Li Feng's MacBook and iPhone on the table, all his mechanical augmentations trembled, and he muttered incomprehensible binary code, then... "Puchi..."
A puddle of black unknown liquid sprayed onto Li Feng's computer and phone... Even Sister Fides, who was playing with Li Feng's folding dagger nearby, took a step back with a look of disgust... Everyone stared at the black unknown substance on Li Feng's phone screen and computer... Li Feng's expression at this moment was like an enraged Yujiro, veins bulging on his forehead, gritting his teeth: "You Oil Man!... What is that black stuff?"
At this moment, the screen of the Oil Man's red bionic eye displayed hearts: "Don't worry, that's just... oil..."
"Your mother!"
Li Feng roared, springing from his seat, grabbing the collar of the Oil Man's red robe, and slamming him to the ground for a beating.
Li Feng instantly tackled the Oil Man, stepping on his body, then grabbing the augmentations on his body and tearing them off.
"Nuns! Requesting assistance! The holy showerhead is falling off! Pain! Pain!"
At this moment, Sister Fides came up and put Li Feng in a "strongman's lock," dragging him away from the Oil Man.
"Calm down!"
As Li Feng was being pulled away, he stomped on the Oil Man twice. At this moment, a Nun walked into the room, wanting to say something to Fides, who was trying to subdue Li Feng... But Fides couldn't suppress Li Feng at all, and the Oil Man was now clutching his broken showerhead, emitting electronic wails...
"Sister Fides... Sister Fides..."
"Louder! Can't you see I'm busy here!"
The Nun immediately reported loudly:
"Our battleship has a visitor. He claims to be 'Archmagos of the Adeptus Mechanicus' Belisarius Cawl. He specifically asked to see Li Feng."
Hearing this name, Li Feng froze: "Me?"
Meanwhile, the Oil Man, with antifreeze streaming from the corners of his eyes, cried out, wailing to his parents: "The righteous official has arrived! omnissiah above! The Archmagos must do justice for this humble one!"
...At this moment, inside the massive transport ship, a cabin that could originally accommodate dozens of people was filled with a huge mechanical body and his female Tech-Priest attendant.
As Li Feng's biological data was uploaded, Cawl, located within the star system, naturally intercepted this message. Cawl immediately became interested in this person. He thought about dissecting this pure human; perhaps he could create a few more Primaris organs.
After the attendant handed Li Feng's data and files to Cawl, Cawl became agitated, because this Soldier was also on a certain spacecraft on that Warp route at the time, and he had, without any ill effects, single-handedly killed, even tortured and killed, a Greater Daemon of Chaos.
With so many coincidences pieced together, Cawl became agitated. He immediately boarded a transport ship and headed to the Sisters of Battle's cruiser, for no other reason! He was worried these madwomen would torture his little guinea pig to death! He still had so many questions to ask!
As the transport plane docked at the berth, the hatch opened, and several Tech-Priests immediately drove cranes over to lift Cawl out of the transport ship.
"Where is he?" This was Cawl's first question upon landing on the ship. A Tech-Priest immediately replied deferentially in binary:
"omnissiah above! Archmagos, the target you seek is in the interrogation room..."
Cawl's feet were no longer ordinary bipedal ones, but had been modified into multi-terrain treads and various mechanical limbs. The Tech-Priests immediately led Cawl towards the interrogation room.
Upon reaching the interrogation room door, Cawl heard the sounds of fighting inside. The radiators within Cawl's red robe immediately spewed white steam.
Cawl now wished he could rush in immediately; how could they just hit people casually! At least wait until I've dissected him! ...But the door was too small for Cawl. Cawl said to the Sisters of Battle guarding the door:
"Go in and inform them that Archmagos Belisarius Cawl wishes to see your 'guest,' Li Feng."
..."Archmagos! You must do justice for this humble one!"
Cawl watched the Novice Tech-Priest on the ground, holding a broken pipe in one hand and a showerhead in the other, kneeling before him and wailing.
He already knew the whole story. His two mechanical bionic limbs had already picked up Li Feng's computer and phone and began to study them... Cawl looked at Li Feng's clothes and weapons, those ancient artifacts of ancient times. His semi-mechanical brain whirred, and he came to a conclusion, along with a paradox.
This man was born in the golden age, probably around the second millennium... That was the conclusion.
And the paradox was that it implied he was immortal, but immortals usually only become immortal after genetic mutation, and this man's purity was so high... Then the treads beneath him rotated, turning towards Sister Fides: "Sister, may I speak with this individual privately? I have some questions I wish to ask him."
Fides had no objection, but still reminded him: "Don't you dare scratch him! He is my prisoner!"
Cawl nodded the head on his massive body, then extended his giant, long mechanical arm and said: "Please, Mr. Li."