The Imperium's Number One Society

The current recruitment situation is quite optimistic for all the Legion.

The top three groups that passed the initial screening of the Legion assessment were Raven Guard, Salamanders, and Death Guard.

Alpha is at the very bottom of the list, with no players there.

There are ten Dark Angels, recruited with Aequus's help.

The Emperor's Children is currently ten thousand.

The minimum number of people recruited in the initial screening for each of the other Legions was fifty to sixty thousand.

Keep in mind that over a million people have come here in just seven days.

Therefore, the recruitment situation for the Dark Angels is really dire.

Seeing the current situation, Lion could only sit silently next to Han Mingxuan, the atmosphere incredibly tense.

Even Corswain didn't dare to cross him.

In this situation, only the Father of Night can control his Primarch.

"It seems you've recruited almost all of your Legions," Han Mingxuan said with a smile.

At least 10,000 people have been recruited so far, and since most of the Nostramo people have received Blackstone Technology enhancements, the survival rate of their Gene-seed is at least 70%.

This can maximize the replenishment of the combat strength of each Legion.

So far, only the Twentieth Legion remains.

"Dad, it's not appropriate for the two of them to get involved. How about I handle the recruitment?"

"No need, I can handle it."

Hearing Han Mingxuan and Curze's conversation, the two Astartes responsible for maintaining Order slightly puffed out their chests.

"Twins specializing in Social Law, come here to register."

Um?

The Father of Night conscripted soldiers himself?

Does the Twentieth Legion receive this kind of treatment?

"Guys, the Twentieth Legion is in intelligence work, so it's inconvenient for them to show themselves."

"Therefore, I will be in charge of recruitment. Academic performance doesn't need to be outstanding; half of them need to achieve an S grade. Registration will begin now."

Those who achieve too much success are bound to become arrogant, and it takes time to hone their skills.

However, those with varying grades are like gears that can mesh together.

I'm signing up!

Just kidding, this is the Father of Night conscripting soldiers himself.

If it were for nothing else, just to let the Father of Night see my report card, it would be worth it!

It would have been worth dying for!

Soon, all the people who came to enlist that day lined up at the Alpha Legion's recruitment point.

"This... is an incredibly powerful appeal."

Looking at these people, Lorgar found it unbelievable.

Back when he was the head of a religious group, he used to struggle to gather so many people with just a few words.

What about now?

My Uncle only said a few words, which took less than five minutes.

"Four subjects received an S grade, that's already very good. Keep up the good work."

"Yes! To be loyal to the Father of Night!"

"Relax, okay, next one."

Soon, the Alpha Legion had recruited enough people for its initial screening.

But many people have not left.

These people all have S grades in all six categories, but the Legion they want to join is the Eighth Legion.

However, the Eighth Legion had also filled its quota, so they had no choice but to stay there.

Don't ask why.

The reason is simple.

If there are too many people, the Father of Night will definitely intervene.

Although it might seem like a power grab, they genuinely wanted the Father of Night to come up with a solution.

Even if the Father of Night ordered them to shovel manure, they would do it!

"Who else wants to join the First Legion?"

Huh?

Lion El'Jonson stared intently at his Uncle, never expecting that his Uncle would help him.

This is a pleasant surprise!

"Father of Night, it's not that we don't want to go, it's just that we hate nobles."

The First Legion's information is there for all to see; the eldest son of the Imperium, the benchmark of Legions —who wouldn't want to go?

But the Knights...

Aren't they all Knights?

What are you going to do?

"That's true. Generally speaking, Knights are considered nobles."

"But why don't you look at Aequus? Isn't he a Knights too?"

"The Boss Aequus is Gang."

"..."

"Haha! Very good, your understanding is very clear."

"However, perhaps the First Legion's secrecy is too good; you don't know that Aequus has been stationed with the First Legion for a long time."

"Ah?"

"The Boss Aequus went to the First Legion?"

Are you kidding me?

"Exactly, that's right, the Boss Aequus is a notorious Gang boss."

"Have these Knights lost their minds?"

"I don't think so. At the beginning, the Boss Aequus even helped the First Legion recruit soldiers."

"Could it be that the Boss Aequus has lost his mind?"

"Keep your voice down. You want to extend your graduation time, don't you?"

"Quiet!"

Aequus shouted, and the room fell silent.

"Do you really think Legion capable of accommodating a Gang Knights like Aequus is made up of a bunch of Knights?"

"It's hard to say."

Oh?

Han Mingxuan looked at the person who had just spoken.

What's your name, kid?

"Report! Simond Lester! You may call me Lester!"

"Well, Lester, I ask you, have you read the Analects?"

"I've read it!"

"So, what do you think Confucius and his three thousand disciples are in the book?"

"Clubs!"

Wow, looks like you really absorbed it. That's good.

"So, do you think there's a difference between Gangs and triads?"

"The former just doesn't sound good."

"Then let me ask you, which explanation do you find more acceptable: the guild or the First Legion?"

Clubs and the First Legion?

"That's different, sir. The First Legion still Knights system."

"Doesn't Aequus also play the Knights's game?"

Huh?

Leicester fell into thought.

The Boss Aequus is Gang Knights; he's a Gang first, and a Knights second.

The Boss Aequus served in the First Legion, which means the First Legion can accept Gang.

As everyone knows, since Gangs and societies can accept each other, the First Legion is the largest society in the entire Imperium.

Hiss...

That seems to make some sense.

Wait, no, that's not right.

Huh? Right?

No, no.

Hmm? That makes sense too.

"Lion El'Jonson, say something quickly."

Um?

Lion El'Jonson and the people behind him were dumbfounded.

Say what?

How so?

Is the First Legion a gang?

Well... never mind!

We'll go all out for quality recruits!

"Just as Analects said, he always had a legitimate reason for traveling to various states, and the First Legion Confucius, as a benchmark, should do the same."

Hey!

Yes!

That makes sense now!

"This tactic is too cunning, the disguise is too convincing, to the point that everyone has developed Chivalry?"

"It's something the Gang did. They're very cunning, really very cunning."

"I'm in!"

From today onwards, Lester is also a member of the gang!

"New Nostramo Society, follow me!"

"Clear!"

"That's right, what respectable bigwig in society doesn't have some kind of public image?"

Lion El'Jonson is in a dilemma.

Is it satisfying?

Of course it's awesome!

Led by the New Nostramo Society, this gathering has already amassed 30,000 people, ready to enter the First Legion.

Moreover, these people are all S-class hexagonal!

But while it felt exhilarating, it also left me feeling a little uncomfortable.

He wanted his Legion to be less rigid, but this time the impact was enormous.

It's huge; it might fall apart if not handled properly.

Lion El'Jonson.

"I'm here, Uncle."