Truth and Superstition

After what happened that day, the Primarch remained silent for a while.

Then the members of the Eighth Legion's Council of the Long Night began frantically searching through all sorts of documents.

They began to seriously consider how to start writing their first book.

Looking at the scene before him, Han Mingxuan nodded in satisfaction.

This is a very good thing for the Warhammer universe as it is now.

Of course, besides the Eighth Legion diligently researching and writing books,

Lorgar and Perturabo approached Han Mingxuan.

"Uncle, where are you planning to go next? I'll give you a ride."

"I appreciate your kind offer, Lorgar. I have two options for my next research project."

"Either go to Dark Angels or Iron Warriors."

"Uncle, my fleet is right here, ready to be inspected at any time."

"Don't be too nervous, Perturabo. My research isn't just limited to your army."

Not just the military?

"Don't forget, young man, I'm still your Uncle, so I need to keep an eye on how you're doing."

In daily life?

"Perturabo, you haven't been back to Olympia in a long time, have you?"

Upon hearing Han Mingxuan's question, the Lord of Iron suddenly felt somewhat embarrassed.

Admittedly, the Lord of Iron did not have a good reputation before he met his Uncle.

Although he has become very capable thanks to his Uncle's tutelage, the Lord of Iron is still somewhat afraid to go back.

"Perturabo, if I remember correctly, you have an older sister, right?"

Ta-da!

"Uncle, I suggest you go and take a look at the Seventh Legion first."

Wow, that's rare.

"It's truly remarkable that you, a steel plate, would actually consider the needs of that stone."

"We are brothers, Uncle, this is necessary."

"Haha! Whether you meant it sincerely or not, I'm glad you said that."

"If there's nothing else, I'll be leaving now, Uncle."

Where are you planning to go?

"Um... I need to take care of my Wrench."

"Alright, I'll go to Dark Angels first, then we'll meet in Olympia."

"Uncle, I didn't say I was going to Olympia."

"But I'm going to Olympia, Perturabo."

The Lord of Iron didn't respond. Instead, he unleashed an unprecedented speed, leaving the area and returning to his Flagship at top speed.

"Sir! Where should we go to build next?"

Our construction project is suspended.

???

Construction suspended?

Are we going to have to Eleven-Choice Examination during the National Day holiday again?

That shouldn't be the case. Wasn't the Eleven-Choice Examination just held two months ago?

If it weren't for the Eleven-Choice Examination, why would the construction project be suspended?

"Forget about it, let's go back to Olympia."

Back to Olympia?

"My lord, this..."

"My Uncle is going there to conduct research."

Is the Father of Night going to conduct research in Olympia?

Hiss!

"Order all fleets to return to Olympia immediately! This is an urgent military order!"

At this moment, the Iron Warriors fleet reached the speed of the White Scars fleet.

Meanwhile, in Lycaeus.

Han Mingxuan found Lorgar's awkward and hesitant demeanor rather strange.

"What's wrong? Lorgar, just tell me what's wrong."

"Uncle, I came to see you today about the books you gave me. I've finished reading them."

So you're planning to have a talk with me?

"Yes, Uncle, I've been thinking that I really need to talk to you. After reading those books, I feel somewhat lost regarding the current state of the Imperium."

"Feeling lost is human nature, Lorgar, just say what's on your mind."

Lorgar sat down, took a few deep breaths, and mentally prepared himself before finally speaking slowly.

"Uncle, is the Imperial Truth really the truth?"

Upon hearing this question from the Lord of the Word Bearers, Han Mingxuan smiled.

"Uncle, what are you laughing at? Did I ask the wrong question?"

"I'm happy for you, young man, you've finally realized that."

"So, even Imperial Truth is a kind of superstition?"

Lorgar was terrified by what she had just said.

"Without a doubt, Imperial Truth is rational, young man, but the rationality of Imperial Truth is a lock."

What kind of lock is it?

"It is a lock that binds the entire Warp; the Imperial Truth proclaims reason and science precisely to free people from the ignorant rule of religion."

"As you probably know, religious movements often culminate in fanaticism, and fanaticism is the perfect sustenance for beings in the Warp."

"Excessive religious devotion will make them lambs to the slaughter by the Warp Daemon."

"Lorgar, I must congratulate you. You are now at the forefront of the entire Imperium era's development."

"You've come to a profound understanding that scientific rationality exists, and that Warp Gods also exist. You've acknowledged their existence, and I think you're already researching how to utilize them, right?"

Lorgar nodded; he couldn't help but admire his Uncle's wisdom and foresight.

So how do you feel right now?

Upon hearing this, Lorgar fell silent for a moment.

"I'm very conflicted and in pain, Uncle."

"That's normal, child. Those who are at the forefront of the times are often clear-headed, and being clear-headed means having lingering pain."

"You need to wait, and you need to watch over them."

"Uncle, does that mean that what I've realized so far isn't suitable for the Imperium?"

"Yes, at least for the next few millennia, the principles you've come to understand are dangerous for the Imperium."

Lorgar knew very well what this world was like: dark and ignorant. The rational brilliance brought by the Great Crusade was like a drop in the ocean in the entire universe.

If humanity were to acknowledge the existence of Chaos Gods, it would undoubtedly be like unlocking a lock, allowing the monsters behind it to swarm in.

"What should I do, Uncle?"

"Continue to explore, then remain silent and wait for the right opportunity."

"It will be painful and lonely, young man."

"I am the Primarch of the Imperium, I am the blade of humanity, I am the explorer, and I would rather bear this, Uncle."

"I knew I hadn't misjudged you, Lorgar."

"Thank you for your guidance. It has enlightened me and saved me from going down a dead end."

Han Mingxuan patted Lorgar with satisfaction.

Now, he finally resembles Golden Word Bearer.

Even if Horus Heresy were to occur, it seems unlikely that Lorgar would be involved.

Han Mingxuan was quite confident about this.

If it were Golden Word Bearer, everyone would have to go and offer birthday greetings.

That Huangpizi deserves to sit on the toilet and play tug-of-war until it dies.

"Aequus."

"I'm here, Uncle."

"Next, we're going to Dark Angels. I hope you've cleaned up your little secret."

"I have no secrets, Uncle."

Immediately afterwards, Aequus took out a book, which Han Mingxuan flipped through.

These are all things Aequus did in Dark Angels.

"Haha, there really aren't any secrets."