Whose Mind is Empty?

As the saying goes, you have to love what you do. Mordred, who has been working on finding Primarchs, naturally wouldn't forget his primary job.

Even if Corvus Corax is a well-rounded individual, capable of excelling in all aspects of life and comparable to Guilliman, the necessary procedures still need to be followed.

Mordred gave his younger brother a week off to spend with his offspring, and when the time came, he rode Corvus Corax to his lair.

He must steal Corvus Corax's Gene-Seed to fill his precious Blood Reservoir.

Although his older brother was a bit too familiar, the Raven King didn't think much of it. Instead, he felt that his brother was concerned about him and wanted to give him a check-up, which warmed his heart.

"Second Brother, you don't need to pull me, I can do it myself!"

Seeing his younger brother's cooperation, Mordred couldn't help but sigh, "He's a revolutionary after all. His awareness is far beyond what those good-for-nothing brothers who only know how to eat can compare to."

Inside the Abomination, Corvus Corax, dressed in very little clothing, lay on the Operating Table, while Evrania stood beside him, watching her younger brother.

For Evelynia, who had spent her entire life in the mines and had never even seen the sun, the bright and clean Abomination filled her with dread, but even so, she followed Corvus Corax here.

"Second Brother, am I okay?"

"No problem, it's just a little malnutrition. You'll be fine after eating a few more meals when you get home. You might experience some pain afterwards, but that's normal."

Holding the strange artifact, Mordred swung her claws, piercing Corvus Corax's arm directly. A strange substance shimmering with Pitch Black Light Spots was extracted on the spot and placed into the prepared Blood Reservoir.

As the small piece of material was removed, Corvus Corax felt something was missing, but he quickly recovered.

Seeing her younger brother's puzzled look, Mordred turned to Sally and told her, now a grown woman, to take Averynia away first.

Thirty years had passed since Mordred discovered Sally. After confirming that she wasn't some special new type of Greater Daemon, Mordred brought her into Atlas and made her her steward.

Sally was clearly well-suited for the role, growing from a clueless little kid into a nanny who handled Mordred's chores and even becoming Atlas's chief of etiquette.

As the laboratory doors closed again, Mordred returned the Blood Reservoir to its original position and pulled up Corvus Corax, who had already been dealt with.

He said with a smug look on his face:

"This thing is called the Blood Reservoir. As you probably know, the Empire has 20 Space Marine Legion, and each Legion has its Primarch. This thing contains the genetic samples of each of our brothers."

With it, I can create unique Gene-Seed for each legion, ensuring that the legions don't encounter major problems.

Corvus Corax nodded. A week had passed since he returned to the Legion, during which time he had been frantically catching up on his studies and learning many secrets that only the Primarch knew, including Mordred's records of treating genetic diseases for multiple Legions.

Each legion has its own characteristics, and in the eyes of all Space Marine, the Atlas are specialists in logistics, and doctors are naturally included in their responsibilities.

What they didn't know was that when the Emperor created the Primarch, the position of physician wasn't Mordred's, but rather that of Angron and Sisyphus.

One team provides psychological support and connects all the Primarch, while the other performs genetic modification to ensure that the Space Marine do not mutate excessively from the original template they were designed for.

As for Primarch #2, after Lion King successfully created it, the Emperor's confidence soared. He felt that he was invincible and wanted to create an Ultimate Primarch that combined the strengths of many schools of thought, possessed a strong curiosity, could serve as a scientist, and was as great as himself.

And it's not just about being able to get into the lab; it has to be able to go to the battlefield! It has to be more powerful and domineering, stuffing in everything and all sorts of things—all we want are numbers.

Unfortunately, while the idea was appealing, the actual implementation fell far short of the goal. Having all the characteristics of a Primarch also means having all its weaknesses.

As the Emperor, he placed a colorful black order on himself, who was also the supplier. With that twisting force of the left brain attacking the right brain, Perturabo is definitely the Yellow Skins's favorite daughter.

As expected, the Emperor, who was always greedy and unwilling to take on more than he could handle, ruined Primarch 2.

Left with no other choice, the Emperor stuffed Mordred, who had fallen to Holy Terra, into the tank, hoping to salvage the situation. He kept adding water when there was too much flour, and flour when there was too much water, eventually turning the tank into a complete mess.

Along with this, the Second Legion, which was originally a very Clever Head army, was corrupted by Mordred into Fel Energy warriors. In the end, they completely abandoned any thought of fighting on the front lines, but were more interested in making money in the rear.

Conversely, the Emperor did achieve his goal. From Mordred to Atlas, everyone possessed an extremely strong curiosity and was indeed quick-witted. However, this trait was entirely used for slacking off, cheating, and deceiving.

After all, considering Mordred was able to teach Ogryn to count from 1 to 100, Atlas was able to tame Daemon into Pal, wouldn't you say they're Clever Head? Even Fang Bianmojun couldn't do that.

Seeing his younger brother's thirst for knowledge, Mordred's tendency to be a know-it-all kicked in. He led him around, showing him around and recounting his great inventions while also disparaging the Emperor.

If Mordred inherited the Emperor's shamelessness, then Corvus Corax clearly inherited the Emperor's social anxiety.

For the melancholic gothic youth Corvus Corax, Mordred was just a wild dog with nowhere to put his energy, and as for these so-called great inventions, the pragmatic Corvus Corax found it hard to evaluate.

But he couldn't speak ill of him, after all, his Second Brother had given him so much. That son Fal was always saying nice things about his Second Brother, so it was hard for him not to remember.

Looking at the various items on the shelves, Corvus Corax couldn't understand what these things were for, such as this 13-in-1 shampoo.

Shampoo is just for cleaning your hair, why can't it also be used as Hair Conditioner, shower gel, toothpaste, mouthwash, eye drops, toilet cleaner, sports drinks, egg whites, engine oil, tempered glass screen protectors, shoe polish, soup base, and hair removal cream?!

And then you add, "Technology changes lives"? Is this how you use your technology—to waste it? Who uses hair removal cream to wash their hair?

Corvus Corax's sarcastic spirit was Burning Fiercely, and he immediately asked the question, but Mordred replied with disbelief:

Don't you think that's awesome?

"What's with this collar? What kind of dog wears such a big collar?!"

Following Corvus Corax's finger, a heavy metal collar was placed in the Stasis Field, and to show off its high-end status, it was made of extremely rare Radiant Gold.

But to Corvus Corax, this thing was more like an indescribable sex toy, which even had an electric shock function.

"Oh, you mean this? Actually, this is a gift I planned to give to Ferrus, while the shampoo I gave him was for Horus, except I removed the hair removal cream label."

But don't underestimate this collar! You know, Ferrus has a weak neck. As long as he wears this, let alone being beheaded, even if his whole body is shattered, his neck will remain unharmed."

Corax argued that if a person is completely shattered, it makes no sense for their neck to be intact, but his strange expression triggered Mordred's underlying logic, and he continued to ramble on and on.

This collar supposedly has a built-in miniature Void Shield that can absorb planetary magnetic fields to power itself, and it also utilizes experimental nanotechnology.

It can repair itself.

"Most importantly, it is also a life support device. If the host suffers a fatal blow, such as amputation below the neck, it will activate instantly, sending out mechanical tentacles to allow the host to make a final struggle."

When talking about his great invention, Mordred's eyes shone with boundless pride. If it weren't for the exorbitant cost, comparable to three Adeptus Custodes, Mordred would have wanted to use this device on Power Armor.

When veterans of the legion Killed in Action in battle, we can just put them in their gear; there's no need to assign Dreadnought. They can just mount them on tanks and drive them. Wouldn't that be wonderful?

Afterwards, Mordred introduced Corvus Corax to a Transformation Potion that could make people regain their youth, but at the cost of turning their ears into cat ears.

Bio-reconstruction Device capable of repairing any damage, even being smashed into mincemeat, but at the cost of becoming a giant egg requiring a long incubation period.

There are even Primarch Dreadnought that can be used by Primarch, costing as much as a Lunar-class Cruiser and resembling an oversized toilet.

In short, these inventions emphasize an abstract concept; their effectiveness is undeniable, but the cost is extremely high.

The perceptive Corvus Corax believed that his Second Brother, who had suddenly appeared out of nowhere, was definitely not crazy; he must have his reasons for doing this.

Combining the clue from his casual conversation with his offspring that Mordred knew everything about him even before they met, along with these suggestive remarks, especially the collar given to Ferrus.

The perceptive Corvus Corax believed that Mordred must have had a purpose in creating these ridiculous gadgets, but what was he wary of?

Returning to the Blood Reservoir once more, gazing at this artifact that contained the genetic samples of each of his brothers, Corvus Corax had a premonition that he might see it again in the future.

Seeing his little brother staring intently at his prized possession, Mordred quickly put away the Blood Reservoir, indicating that there were two of them, and the other one was with Old Man Huang. He told Mordred that if Mordred liked it, he should ask Old Man Huang for it, and not to try and take it from him.

Corvus Corax thought he was probably overthinking it; it was very likely that Mordred was a madman, and also a bit possessive of her food.

But the Raven King quickly changed his mind, simply Mordred asked him a question:

"Want to have some fun?"

"No, that's not a good idea!"