Terra, Throne Court conference room.
Guilliman forcefully suppressed the turmoil in his heart brought on by the Hilling network connection and fixed a sharp gaze on Sanguinius, Horus, and Angron, who had only just steadied themselves amid the torrent of information.
His voice was steady and full of expectation. "Sanguinius, Horus, Angron, this is an unprecedented opportunity! We have already glimpsed the Hilling Empire's military might, but its true foundation lies in its society and its people. You must use this... civilian network to gather as much information as possible on the daily lives, social structure, cultural values, technological applications, and other aspects of ordinary Hilling citizens. We need a deep understanding of this civilization that will determine the Imperium's future—its way of thinking, its operating principles. Our future choices depend on it."
The three primarch sisters exchanged looks and nodded solemnly.
They understood the importance of connecting to the network. Even the Hilling Empire's civilian network could offer them immense insight.
Closing their eyes and focusing once more, they began actively searching, filtering, and analyzing valuable information within the vast Hilling civilian network.
Countless streams of information concerning everyday life, artistic creation, academic discussions, and even petty gossip were caught and deciphered by them. In their minds, the image of a vast, vibrant super-civilization gradually came together.
Meanwhile, Pandora was trying, with growing irritation, to shake off Aha's pestering.
"BOSS~! Take me with you! One more person means one more pair of hands when hunting treasure! Aha is best at finding unexpected 'fun'!" Aha flew around Pandora like a piece of sticky gum, the smile on his mask dazzlingly bright.
"No! You're too noisy! And nothing good ever comes from bringing you along!" Pandora scrunched up her little face and refused without hesitation.
Her eyes darted about before