Chapter 315 Museum Daily Update Chapter · 163 · Interlude · The Iron Blood at this time
"So."
Kaduru - the man who used to be named Machado The old man put a cup of tea with a faint fragrance of daffodils back on the table - this way of drinking tea was told to him by Lamizane. He also dug out some clay from the original body's studio and made a tea set for him. . Now the former Imperial Regent is very accustomed to this way of drinking.
"What you are worried about now is not whether your body will die."
"Of course not." The black and white dog opposite said coldly through his external mechanical sound device He said, raising his head slightly and signaling to his attendants to come over and wipe away the water on his hairy lips and long beard. "Even if it's just the body and beacon, the basis of the original body itself makes us not very fragile in this state of preservation."
Aharin, the primarch attendant of the Fourth Legion, appeared quietly, and then disappeared quietly carrying the water bowl of their genetic father. Before leaving, he thoughtfully changed the water bowl for Lord Angron Petra who was watching. Had hot tea once.
The human body of the black and white dog - the body of the Fourth Primarch that once inhabited by Mr. Lamizane Carosini, is wearing the iconic Principle of the Fourth Primarch. Armor LOGOS, but was placed in a peaceful position lying on its side with its head propped up, lying quietly with eyes closed in the stasis field behind Perturabo BC.
"Then why are you rushing to do so many things at the same time in his absence - Carrick's global population and species genetic survey, the legend of the Pearl Moon and the comparison of topographic and geological surveys, Belakaan's several research and development projects on improved generators, weapons and new fire control systems, the opening of new free trade routes from the world we control to the center of the sector and the Kronos expansion, and the opening of new routes in the port of departure. Shops... this is not something that can be accomplished overnight, even if you are Perturabo and I am Malcador, it has always been a very, very difficult move to open up any new colony, otherwise the empire will not be interested in merchants. The Ronin and the colonial fleet have set up such a generous bounty.”
Bian Mu looked at the old man sideways.
"I don't believe you can't guess that you have stayed in that library for so long and you haven't read anything at all."
"I still dare not compare him with you. I knew it when I noticed him." Macado's expression did not waver at all, "Although I didn't like children like you very much from the beginning, in the end I actually It was you who brought him here. I admit that I was surprised. I didn’t expect that anyone could actually do this, let alone you.”
The dog sneered and shook its canines. Ears, plump black and white tail slapped the seat.
"Really, you arrogant guy, you have never really looked up to anyone, not even Him and His children, right? Even if you sit on the throne for Him, the hero Ma If Cardo is really what you want, you will not appear in the Iron Blood Library. Let me remind you, Malcador, if you are really what they wrote for you after your death. If you are such a person in history, you should not appear here with me, but under His throne.”
“This does not affect me from doing what I should do, and I still regard Him as my Lord. My friend." The former imperial regent picked up the tea cup and took a sip of the fragrant tea without changing his expression. "And, you see, so I admit I have no idea, could you satisfy a dying old man's petty curiosity?"
"Next time Dorne builds a defensive wall I'll While recommending him to use Abaddon’s skin, I will suggest that he try yours.”
"Donne is much more likable than you. - But I can take it back if you can keep your current black and white plush body."
"Hmph!! You just want to find a reason to touch It’s just my hair!”
After listening to this for a long time, Angron finally couldn’t help but interject. "I would be grateful if the two of you could stop learning from Ada's bad habit of playing riddles like the Alien, Master. Brother. So what are you worried about when you suddenly push the schedule so tight? Although Iron Heart has more abilities than ordinary combatants, regiment-sized reserves, but we have many other things to do, including building new defense facilities, resettling refugee fleets, sorting out... For a specific industrial plan on a cosmic scale, the number of Astartes will always be small. Due to demand, a certain amount of training is inevitably required for mortals to serve. You are indeed a little too hasty, and I heard that you have even started to let many Iron Ring soldiers participate in more high-degree-of-freedom and self-disciplined ground work."
"So what. My iron ring is much more reliable than most living people." The dog showed a vigilant expression and tightened his downy ears.
"But your brain is not in your body. Rogge is not awake all the time. Lamizane told me who actually receives more instructions from the iron ring." His brother with warm hair and skin color He pointed out unceremoniously, "Don't hold on, is there something you can't tell us? Your heirs are worried about you, and so am I."
Makado laughed, "Petou Labo has always been like this."
"Can you please be quiet for a while, Machado?" Angron frowned and turned to the old man, who picked up the tea cup and smiled and stopped talking.
"Tell me, Perturabo. Just tell me why, it won't affect anything." Taking advantage of the border collie's hesitation, Angron reached out and quietly touched his brother's fluffy penis. The plump tail hair received a glare, "Why is Lamizane's soul not here, but you are not affected by your 'connection'? And what are you worried about?"
"First I have to think about how to answer you. I know you can tell lies in others, Angron Petra, so I don't really want to lie to you, but sometimes a true lie can be a kind of protection- ”
Angron's face suddenly became expressionless and hard, "I suggest you save this for our father. Perturabo, don't turn yourself into someone like him."
"...Tsk. Let's talk about the latter one first. What I'm worried about is not that my body will die or disappear. What I'm worried about is Lamizane... If he loses the reminder and stability here, he will be here today. I can't imagine what kind of mess will be caused in the time and space lines that have been fueled by the huge tearing gap."
"To put it simply, you are worried about what will happen to him when he leaves. A fatal amount of lifeline data compilation workload will suddenly be added to you at any time." Machado followed suit.
"...I am more worried about whether the real universe and the subspace will merge after they are beyond recognition! Malcador! Just three planets and one major port! I think you still have too little work!"
"I think it's just right, even a little too much. My reading time has recently been reduced by half an hour a day in order to handle your additional requests."
"..."
Magna Dorn remained silent in his power armor, continuing to listen carefully to the following conversation and taking down all the notes.
This should be able to be used to answer questions from new and old friends.
(End of this chapter)