184. Waning Moon

One month later

Terra

A full Terra month had passed since the day everyone had sprawled across the floor in every direction.

During that time, there might have been plenty of friction and disputes between the primarchs and the Emperor, among the primarchs themselves, and between the primarchs and ordinary people. But no matter what, the main theme had always been work, work, and overtime.

When it came to making others work, Guilliman had fully unleashed his potential.

Hades believed Guilliman had clearly grasped the true way of the slave driver. The work assigned to every primarch was always just beyond what they could finish, yet it always gave them the illusion that they could complete it early if they just tried a little harder.

As for those primarchs unwilling to work voluntarily, Guilliman employed both threats and incentives—the Imperium, their legion, some descendant they cared about... The Lord of the Imperium naturally knew what each of them valued.

In short, everyone had to work. Work was clearly essential and necessary.

Of course, Guilliman was not truly inhuman. He understood how differently each primarch tolerated administrative duties, and so he devised a work plan tailored to every one of them—

He held weekly talks, constantly assessed the primarchs' mental states, and granted leave or psychological counseling to any whose condition was on the verge of collapse.

In this regard, the unwilling-to-work, unnamed Angron conducted the evaluations of the primarchs' mental states.

In return, Guilliman promised Angron less administrative work and more vacation.

Everyone was assigned to a suitable position. Hades took full responsibility for the operations of the Adeptus Mechanicus and the Cult of the Underworld, while also serving as Special Strategic Management Adviser to the Imperial Department of Construction and head of the Seventh Imperial Construction Bureau.

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