The Astartes Keep Spinning

"Brother, it seems we fought for nothing this time," Ferrus Manus said, sounding a bit annoyed.

"That's true. It seems that simply fighting you won't solve your Legion's problems."

"Brother, do you have any ideas?"

There is a solution, but I don't know if you're willing to give it up.

"I'm willing to sacrifice anything, as long as it brings my Legion back to normal."

"That makes things easier."

A gleam of wisdom shone in Magnus's single eye.

Now he will use what his Uncle personally passed down to him to educate the Astartes of the X Legion.

"Soldiers of the X Legion, listen up: if you want to continue your mechanical modifications, you must defeat my Legion in terms of physical strength."

"You have the deepest ties to the Adeptus Mechanicus, and you must know of the existence of the Omnissiah. Therefore, you should also understand that a weak physical body cannot bear the divine will of a machine!"

"To achieve better mechanical modifications and become stronger, your physical strength must first meet the requirements!"

"Not only your bodies, but also your souls and your wills must be as hard as steel!"

"So challenge my Legion! Only those who defeat my Legion will have the right to claim they are capable of mechanical modifications!"

"But if you lose, then you will have to gain experience in the Imperium's Civil Servant System!"

Upon hearing Magnus's declaration, Han Mingxuan and the other Astartes present reacted differently.

Han Mingxuan felt that Magnus had truly mastered the art.

Everyone knows that machines are all about procedures and efficiency, but once a machine is overloaded, it can't do anything. But people are different.

There is no such thing as overload for humans, let alone for the Astartes.

When these half-metal, half-human guys go to the Administratum, they'll understand just how weak machines really are.

For the Astartes of the X Legion, being able to work in the Administratum was their dream.

Or rather, after the Imperium Resolution was issued, many people mentioned that they wanted to gain experience in the Administratum.

But for some reason, their father always disagreed with their requests, and eventually the Astartes of the X Legion came to an unwritten conclusion.

That is because they are not strong enough, and their mechanical modifications are not precise or thorough enough, which is why their father doesn't allow them to go.

Moreover, according to the other Asta brothers who returned from the Imperium Civil Servant System.

There, Astartes can indeed become completely stronger.

In fact, the Astartes of the X Legion had also noticed this when they were cooperating with some Legions.

Astartes who has served in the Imperium Civil Servant System will possess an inherent aura when fighting.

This aura is one of fervor, composure, decisiveness, and sharpness.

It was unbelievable, fueled by a destructive rage.

They had originally planned to apply to the Administratum after their reforms were complete, but now it seems that's no longer necessary.

The Crimson King opened the door for them to the Imperium Civil Servant System.

Then the people of the X Legion suffered a terrible fate.

For some reason, the members of the Thousand Sons always had a penchant for slapping their opponents first.

In addition, the Thousand Sons is currently in a state where everyone is a muscular hunk.

Basically, if that slap lands squarely, any Astartes will spin twice.

Of course, at this point, we must mention the person who performed the best.

They are Professor Ahriman of the Thousand Sons and Santar of the X Legion.

Professor Ahriman is arguably the most talented person in the entire Legion besides Magnus.

Although he appeared refined and gentle, once he took off his robe, his muscles were incredibly strong.

As for the First Company Captain Iron Hands, he couldn't possibly defeat the professor with just physical strength.

Or rather, every time this First Company Captain received a solid slap from Professor Ahriman, he would spin around three or four times.

"Alright, Santar, this is pointless. I've practically turned you into a spinning top."

"Let's continue!"

"Can't you see clearly? You have no idea about the difference in strength between us."

"I possess the most thorough and powerful mechanical modifications in the entire Legion, second only to my father."

Tsk... The X Legion's obsession is beyond imagination.

Ahriman really didn't want to waste any more words with him, so he went up and delivered a powerful elbow strike to the heart.

Santar was knocked unconscious by the elbow.

"Ferrus Manus, it seems your Scions really do need to take a look at the Imperium Civil Servant System."

Ferrus Manus looked at Magnus's expression; it was as if he had been constipated for days.

"Brother, isn't your method a bit too cruel?"

"They need to understand that a machine won't work if even one shim is missing, but a person can work non-stop, and the Astartes can keep running indefinitely."

"At that time, they will discard useless machinery and re-emphasize physical training and the tempering of their mental strength."

"Sigh! Well, it seems the only option now is to fight fire with fire."

Uncle, I hope I haven't let you down.

"You did very well, Magnus. Although your methods were a bit extreme, they were just right for these fanatics of the X Legion."

Was Magnus's approach extreme?

That's undoubtedly extreme; what kind of good person would send an entire Legion to the Administratum?

Even the IV Legion, which was most fond of conducting Eleven-Choice Examination, never did this.

However, this is also a good thing, as it can directly reshape the mindset of the X Legion.

He no longer needed to worry too much; with that, the X Legion's investigation was considered complete.

"Uncle, where are you planning to go next?"

"I'm planning to visit the XIV Legion. When I just got back, I heard that Xiao Mo has become Flower Farmer, and I want to see how his flowers are doing."

"Uncle, let me take you home," Ferrus Manus said.

"No need for that. You should wake your Scions up quickly and send them to the Administratum. Don't worry, Roboute will handle the receiving process."

"Good."

At this very moment, inside the Adeptus Administratum.

The Great Angel, who was engrossed in processing documents, suddenly stopped writing with his quill.

Dante!

"I am here, Father."

"Go cut me a big plate of Fruit, I need to rest for a bit."

"But, Father, today's government affairs..."

"Believe me, child, my Prophecies never fail. If anyone else comes in this time, I think we can go to the front lines."

The father's Prophecy?

In other words, more brothers from the Legion have arrived.

And the number is considerable.

"Yes, Father, I'll go prepare right away!"

"Okay, you get ready, I'm going to see Roboute."

Then, the Great Angel left his Office and began openly wandering around.

"Oh, my dear Roboute, I wish you could rest for a while."

"I'd love to, but having consecutive holidays is just too great, and I've ended up accumulating too much work."

"That's exactly why I came, brother."