A Late-Night Visit

"Father of Night? What brings you here?"

Old Hawk sobered up instantly; of course, he was never drunk.

"I'm here to see you. My nephew has some health problems, and I've come to ask you for advice."

Old Hawk glanced at Ferrus Manus behind Han Mingxuan, then quickly shifted his gaze to Han's hands.

"Tsk, Father of Night, I can't solve this kind of technology, or rather, I can't solve it by myself."

Even the Perpetual of the Dark Age of Technology couldn't solve this?

"But there's still a chance."

"What?"

"Ms. Jia, if I'm not mistaken, what this young man is holding should be Necrontyr technology Construct. Ms. Jia should have more experience with it."

Looks like we'll have to wait until tomorrow.

According to Jia, she never works overtime.

"Then let's wait, Ferrus Manus."

"Okay... Uncle."

That evening, Ferrus Manus looked at his hands and then picked up an object from the room.

It was a glass craft.

Ever since he killed that silver dragon when he was a child, this Living Metal has become one with his flesh and blood.

Admittedly, he once said he wanted to remove the metallic skin from his hands, but it is undeniable that these hands brought him convenience and a degree of strength.

Unbeatable physical resistance.

The ability to manipulate and reshape metal.

Self-healing, the ultimate enhancement of personal power.

This greatly aided him in the Great Crusade, but its problems were also obvious.

These Living Metal hands were like Necrons, devoid of any feeling; nothing they touched elicited any response from them.

Ferrus Manus originally intended to remove these metal hands completely.

But now that the time has come for him to actually remove it, he is somewhat conflicted.

So what should we do?

As he was thinking, Ferrus Manus suddenly laughed.

Yes, no wonder his Scions are so enthusiastic about modifying and replacing mechanical prosthetics.

Even at this point, I'm still struggling with these thoughts.

Well, I'll go for a walk under the cover of night. Nostramo has a vibrant nightlife.

But once he went outside, he had no interest in having fun.

He was still taking the matter of those Iron Hands far too seriously.

"Uncle, Father, what should I do?"

As Ferrus Manus walked along, gazing at the moon over Nostramo, he suddenly heard a knocking sound.

Is someone casting it?

"Keep your hands steady, your mind calm, and your timing precise. Continue."

"Good."

Jingle bells!

Jingle bells!

Following the sound, Ferrus Manus found himself walking towards a blacksmith's workshop.

Who is it?

Almost the instant Ferrus Manus appeared, Old Hawk noticed him.

Sorry to disturb you so late at night.

"Are you Mr. Han's nephew?"

My name is Ferrus Manus.

"Yes, Nova mentioned you to me, as well as his brother, Fulgrim."

"Nova Speth?"

"Of course, I don't change my name or surname."

"I didn't realize you've grown so much!"

Nova is now 1.8 meters tall, and his muscular physique is like a sculptor's work of art.

His face was full of confidence and determination.

Ferrus Manus found it hard to believe that the person in front of him now was the same laborer he had seen on the construction site a few years ago.

"When I was working on the construction site, I was almost 14 years old. I'll be 18 after my birthday."

"Long time no see, Nova. How have you been these past few years?"

"You're doing very well, better than ever before. How about you guys? And how's Da Fu doing?"

"Fulgrim is doing well, and he often mentions you, which shows that you have left a deep impression on him."

Nova nodded; he had a deep impression of that giant young master.

"I'm sorry, the workshop is closed at this time. I'm practicing forging."

"I was just taking a walk, and I ended up here."

"You seem lost, young man," Old Hawk said with a smile, sitting to the side.

Feeling lost? Maybe.

"So what if you're confused? What do you mean by 'maybe'? So many years have passed, and you're exactly the same as Da Fu."

"Am I like Fulgrim?"

"Yes, they say one thing but mean another."

This...

Ferrus Manus was silent for a moment, then he smiled.

"Yes, I was indeed a bit insincere, I hope you'll forgive me."

"Would you mind sitting down and having a chat?" Old Hawk asked.

"OK."

While Ferrus Manus was visiting Old Hawk's forging workshop late at night, Han Mingxuan also knocked on Jia's door.

"Who's got a death wish, disturbing my peaceful sleep in the middle of the night?!"

Clang!

Jia opened the door and saw Han Mingxuan.

"Old... Old Han?"

"My late-night visit is truly unavoidable, Jia. There's something very urgent I need to discuss with you."

Looking at Jia now, Han Mingxuan almost didn't recognize her.

With a face mask and cucumber slices on, it's as if I didn't walk out, but rather floated out using a levitation therapy device.

If Jia hadn't created such an overly exaggerated character model, Han Mingxuan would have thought it was her best friend.

"Is there a problem with the equipment I gave you?"

"No, no, I came for my nephew."

Hearing Han Mingxuan's answer, Jia sighed and rubbed her forehead.

"Hey Old Han, your nephews are all Demigods, even your son is Demigod, can you stop worrying about this?"

"They are Demigods, their essence originates from the Warp, but their minds still need to grow."

Has anyone ever told you that you're acting like an old woman?

"There's no other way. We can't exactly let them unite and burn the entire galaxy down, can we?"

"Alright, you have a perfectly valid reason for visiting so late at night. I'll make an exception this time. Please come in."

After entering the room, Han Mingxuan sat down in the living room.

"What would you like to drink? Apple juice, strawberry juice, dragon fruit juice, or sugar water?"

"No need for that. It would be impolite to visit so late at night. I'll leave after I've asked my questions."

"How can that be? It's your first time visiting my home, and you haven't even had a cup of water. If the Silent King finds out, he'll skin me alive!"

"At least you, a member of the Biological Council, haven't lost your mind."

"The Silent King?!"

"Ahem, sorry, I forgot to mention, the Silent King has been staying with me all this time."

"It seems being hospitable is useful." Jia composed herself and made Han Mingxuan a cup of tea.

"Tell me, what's the specific problem with this matter concerning your nephew?"

"This child's name is Ferrus Manus. When he landed on that Planet, he had some conflict with the guardians of the Necrons's tomb at the time."

"Then..."

Jia sat quietly listening to Han Mingxuan's story, and then gave her evaluation.

"Aren't you worrying about things way too much?"