Meanwhile.
Elsewhere.
"So this is the factory that produces warriors even stronger than Astartes?"
In a partitioned section of the colossal production bay at the bottom of the Glorious Humanity, Qin Mo and the two clone Primarchs stood atop a tower, looking down at more than ten thousand cultivation tanks stacked layer upon layer below.
Those tanks contained the next batch of new Thunder Warriors.
Facing the clone Primarchs' question, Qin Mo remained silent, expressionless.
He had not particularly wanted to bring the two clone Primarchs beside him—Corvus and Angron—to tour the new Thunder Warrior production facility.
It was not because he was guarding against them or hiding anything. Rather, the war on Brumm had just achieved a phase of victory, and while personnel and supplies were being prepared for the next war, high-ranking figures like the Lord of Tyran and the Primarchs finally had a chance to rest.
Rather than satisfy these two clone Primarchs' curiosity, Qin Mo would rather return to his quarters, cast off the burden and guise of the Lord of Tyran, and chat nonsense with the Human Emperor's human will.
But considering Corvus's obvious resistance to his own future, Qin Mo had decided to show some sincerity and brought him here without concealing anything.
As for Angron...
This Clone Angron had been spending a great deal of time with clone Corvus over the past two days. The two often discussed topics such as oppression, liberation, and slave masters.
"This is the new Thunder Warrior production facility. I've shown you such an important place." Qin Mo turned and headed for the exit. "All right, we can leave now."
Corvus glanced at the workshop again, then asked, "Why not simply produce hundreds of thousands of new Thunder Warriors? It seems they do not require gene-seed."
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