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"Iron Warriors unit, workflow handover complete, everything verified and correct. Thank you for your hard work, brothers in arms."

"Everything for the Imperium and the Emperor!"

And so, the Iron Warriors successfully completed their handover and then arrived at the Spaceport as quickly as possible.

They boarded the spaceship and sped into Warp in less than 20 minutes.

"Finally free!"

"Did you see the expression on that Luna Wolves's fighting brother's face?"

"I see. They're so naive and foolish; they have no idea what they're facing."

"Alright, stop chatting! Speed up, speed up! We must leave the Segmentum Solar as quickly as possible; we need to get to the front lines!"

"Good!"

At the same time that the Iron Warriors completed their handover and left,

The last group of the Eighth Legion members responsible for the handover also boarded a spaceship and left Terra's near-Earth orbit.

"Finally! We're finally out of that Department of Justice place!"

"Let's leave that Ministry of Department of Justice— that small, insignificant place teeming with troublemakers and scoundrels—to the great Wolf of Fenris and his Scions!"

"Sigh, where do you think we should go next?"

"Don't worry, I've already contacted the main force at the front. We can go and wipe out the Xenos!"

"Long live the Father of Night!"

"Long live the Father of Night!"

"Long live the Father of Night!"

As they left the Segmentum Solar for the front lines, this squad unleashed the speed of Sandamel.

Meanwhile, in Terra's Administratum, because Horus directly controlled four departments, all the handover of work was piled up in one place.

At the same time, the First Legion completed the handover of relevant affairs of the Departmento Munitorum and left Terra.

This was immediately followed by the handover of government responsibilities between the Blood Angels and the Ultramarines.

At the same time, this also made Horus realize the complexity of Imperium administration.

"Warriors, your contributions to the Imperium will be remembered by everyone."

"Thank you for your hard work these past few days. Luna Wolves and Iron Hands will take over the baton from now on."

"Praise be to you, great Wolf of Fenris!"

After the Thirteenth Legion completed its handover, the Ninth Legion also completed its final handover.

Meanwhile, before the squad leader of the Blood Angels left, he handed Horus a sealed document bag.

"Sir, when you begin handling official business, if there are any unclear points in the handover process, please open this file folder; the answers you need are inside."

"Thank you for your thoughtful consideration, Blood Angels. The friendship between the Ninth Legion and the XVI Legion will endure forever."

Thank you for your understanding and support.

After saying this, the Blood Angels squad also left Terra.

Horus, on the other hand, began to seriously examine the tasks before him.

Nowadays, what's piled up on and around the desk can no longer be called a pile of documents, but a mountain of documents.

A mountain of documents over 10 meters high.

Then Horus began his work.

But when he opened the first document handover record on the table, he frowned.

Because that book, which was as thick as a tome, did not contain detailed government regulations.

Because what's written in the book is the table of contents.

"This is actually a catalog; it seems the brothers from the other Legions are very meticulous."

Horus looked at the catalog and was very pleased. He was glad that Astartes, as the Superman of the Imperium, was meticulous and responsible.

Horus finished reading the catalog in no time, and then casually picked up another one.

Then there's the table of contents again.

Two catalogs, looks like there's not much to deal with.

With this in mind, Horus flipped through 100 catalogs.

"A full 100 catalogs! It seems the Adeptus Administratum has a lot to handle every day. Now that we've finished looking at the catalogs, let's get to work!"

He then picked up another book, opened it, and saw that it was still a table of contents.

Then he kept flipping through the table of contents, reading four or five hundred books.

As Horus watched, he suddenly felt something was wrong; a very dangerous and absurd thought suddenly came to his mind.

Could all this stuff be a catalog?

Horus then began to patiently examine the mountain of things, and he spent a whole day looking at them.

He eventually confirmed that the mountain of things was all a catalog.

He felt like he was dreaming.

How can there be so many?

The previous person didn't explain things clearly during the handover.

However, he remembered that the captain of the Blood Angels had said that if there was anything unclear, he could open the file folder.

Horus, refusing to believe in superstition, eventually opened the sealed document bag.

When he opened the file bag, dozens of Dataslate fell out, and they were miniature Dataslate.

Horus recognized the thing.

The Imperium's most advanced data storage device, though small in size, can store a great deal of data.

He opened the Dataslate marked number one, and then he saw a sentence that made his brain freeze.

"Please remember that if the relevant work is documented in the form of a book, then that book is merely a table of contents; if the book is a large, voluminous work, then the contents of that book are simply a table of contents within a table of contents."

"Please remember that the final conclusion was reached based on the continuous compilation and analysis by the Legion Primarch and Astartes."

"The Adeptus Administratum alone receives as many as 114,514 catalogs every day."

Each catalog contains 233,333 related questions.

"Of course, don't feel too much pressure. This is just the catalog information for one department within the Administratum."

Horus's vision went black as he looked at what was recorded on it.

"These parasites of the Imperium, have they just piled up all the documents that the Imperium hasn't processed in centuries?!"

Horus believed that such an outrageous number could only be explained by the fact that it was something that had been piling up in the Imperium for hundreds of years.

But to his utter surprise, this was just one department of the Adeptus Administratum's daily workload.

But Horus disagreed, because things for tomorrow can only arrive tomorrow.

Or maybe we can't get there tomorrow, and we'll have to wait a few years.

Fortunately, he adjusted his mindset and started dealing with his work.

And so, his first day working at the Adeptus Administratum came to a fulfilling and successful end.

Then came the next day.

He had just pushed open the door to the Administratum when he saw an even more staggering mountain of documents than yesterday.

But when Horus saw what was on the mountain, he realized it wasn't a document.

That's just the table of contents.

"What on earth is going on? Does the Imperium's administrative work multiply?"

"Guards, investigate!"