Olympia Reborn

(Bonus chapter for the microbacteria expert)

Han Mingxuan watched the meeting and listened to Perturabo's speech.

He was gratified that Perturabo had truly changed from the bottom of his heart; this was the meaning of education.

Therefore, he was willing to vouch for his nephew, and although his voice was not loud, it caused a commotion in that small area.

Immediately afterwards, his Private Guards appeared and separated the rioting crowd, who then automatically parted to make way for him, watching him silently.

Han Mingxuan took his Staff and walked to the center of the venue, where Perturabo and his sister were standing.

He spoke as he walked, his voice not loud, but through his strength, it carried to every corner of the venue.

"People of Olympia, I am Han Mingxuan, perhaps better known by the title Father of Night."

"Today, at this very moment, in this largest venue, we are undoubtedly witnessing a great moment, a historic moment."

"We will witness the transformation and growth of the Lord of Iron. Your questions and concerns are not without reason, after all, he did bring you unforgettable pain in the past."

"Therefore, in the name of the Father of Night, with my justice and honor, I assure you that the Lord of Iron will be the greatest Builder, and he will win the respect and forgiveness of all Olympia."

After saying all this, Han Mingxuan finally walked up to Perturabo.

"I'm so happy for your growth and transformation, truly happy, young man."

"Uncle... this..."

"Don't worry, I believe in my teaching results, and I also believe in your heart and your soul. Just go for it."

Perturabo just watched his Uncle quietly; he hadn't expected his Uncle to suddenly appear at the meeting.

He was certain that his Uncle had listened to the entire meeting and overheard his words.

"I won't let you down, Uncle."

"You have never let me down, Perturabo, and you never will."

"What you need to do now is not to prove anything to me, nor to Olympia; what you need to do is bring new hope to the people of Olympia."

"Clad in sturdy armor, strong both inside and out, Uncle."

Han Mingxuan nodded, Perturabo immediately gave up his seat so that he could stand there.

"People of Olympia, just as seeds take time to sprout, so too does the construction of this Planet take time."

"I hope you can give the Lord of Iron a month to fulfill his promise and express his apology."

"Thank you all."

Perturabo looked at his Uncle, who was like a father, a Great Father.

When his own child gets into trouble, the elderly father steps forward to take the blame, questioning, and even insults.

Seeing this scene, Perturabo felt endless sorrow and bitterness in his heart.

He was also furious.

But his anger was not directed at his people or his Homeworld; he was angry at himself.

He hated his past actions; he hated his past immaturity.

The bitter fruit he sowed in the past is now being borne by his Uncle, a Mortals with no strength to even kill a chicken.

Where are the Iron Warriors?!

"For your glory and the glory of the Father of Night!"

All the Iron Warriors were roaring, venting their emotions.

The regret and anger of the past, the current emotions of emotion, bitterness and sorrow, were all released in a series of roars.

They didn't look at the Lord of Iron; they were looking at the Mortals standing before him.

The greatest Mortals in the Imperium.

The standard of Imperium Law, the great Father of Night.

He staked all his glory and honor on the sake of all of Olympia.

Bearing the expectations of the Father of Night, they must take action!

The meeting concluded successfully.

But apart from the Mortals who left, the Iron Warriors did not leave, nor did Perturabo and his sister.

They just watched Han Mingxuan quietly.

Why are you staring at me like that, Perturabo?

"Uncle, I should have been the one to bear all of this."

"You're like a talking steel plate; that question I just posed might just keep you stuck here."

"I deserve this, Uncle."

"There are some things you need to bear, but there are some things you don't need to worry about. Just go for it."

"Uncle, please rest assured, the Iron Warriors carry your expectations and honor, and we will deliver a perfect result."

"Perfection isn't important, Perturabo. What matters is the determination and action to change. I see the changes in you, so I believe you can change all of Olympia."

"Give me a month, go for it."

"Yes!"

Perturabo left with his army, and in the meantime, they began preparations in earnest.

They have a month to give it their all.

"Listen carefully, everyone. This time, we bear not only the honor of the Legion, but also the honor of the Father of Night."

"If anyone dares to fall behind this time, they'll be stuck in the Administratum for life!"

"High quality and quantity guaranteed! Efficient construction! For your glory and the Father of Night's glory!"

Screw the Administratum!

Then the Iron Warriors began their operation.

Their construction speed was like a storm.

They only have one construction standard.

Simple, efficient, and comprehensive.

Mr. Han.

"You must be Kellifani?" Han Mingxuan asked with a smile, looking at the girl in front of him.

"It's me, sir. Thank you for helping him so much."

"It's nothing, Kellifani. He is the Primarch of the Imperium, Demigod of the Imperium. As his Uncle, it is my duty to teach him."

"You are indeed as he described, gentle and wise."

"Haha, I'm just an ordinary person, but in a place like Nostramo, for me to be a Teacher isn't exactly ordinary."

Looking at the Father of Night before her, Kellifani never expected him to be so young.

And yet, he remains so approachable.

Listening to Han Mingxuan's joking words and his tone, and then recalling Perturabo's expression a few days ago.

Kellifani couldn't help but laugh.

"You've had a really big influence on him, sir. Thank you again."

"That's alright, but I'm curious to know whether my influence on him is positive or negative."

Upon hearing this, Kellifani fell silent for a moment.

Is there a problem?

"Sir, it's difficult for me to say the answer to that question."

"Oh?"

Have you ever seen a steel plate that can joke around?

?

"Haha! I get it now, it's really hard to say what kind of influence I have on him!"

It seems that Perturabo's transformation has indeed gone a bit too far, even his sister says so. But it doesn't really matter; turning him into Iron Statue is better than turning him into the Chaos Prince.