Everyone a Blacksmith

During the day, they worked; at night, they gathered to watch cartoons. That had been the Primarchs' plan for the past few days. They had crossed sleep off their schedules. Being able to watch a relaxing cartoon without having to think was already decent rest for them.

During the day, Guilliman strolled around and learned quite a bit about the local customs of the Big Canteen. Then he boarded Macragge's Honour and returned to the Ultramar sector, intending to devise a mutually beneficial exchange framework with the Big Canteen sector and assign a company of Ultramarines to garrison it.

"I have been watching all of you. Your sharpness and humility make you the best candidates for diplomats. Do not disappoint me or give my brothers something to laugh about." Before leaving, Guilliman gave the Ultramarines staying behind a rousing speech.

The results were obvious. After exhausting all their strength to remain composed as they watched Guilliman depart, the warriors immediately threw themselves into their work.

Perturabo continued with his mixed Chapter project, arranging training and duties for the Lamenters who had undergone surgical enhancement using Guilliman's Gene-seed.

A qualified military unit needed a complete administrative structure. Every bullet and every piece of armor entering or leaving the warehouse had to be recorded, as did personnel transfers and promotions.

Under Perturabo's management, the Lamenters Chapter not only gained a remarkable corps of medics, but an even more formidable corps of engineers.

Every Lamenter with Perturabo's blood flowing through his body inherited Perturabo's intelligence and problem-solving ability. They learned subjects related to machinery and civil engineering far faster than their other brothers.

Because of this, every ten-man tactical squad could be assigned at least two engineers responsible for heavy fire support and emergency battlefield repairs.

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