Completely Mad

"Krete, you need to figure out a way to calm him down. If he keeps going like this, he's probably going to smash his head against the deck later."

"Stop talking, he's already smashing it."

He was standing on the deck—no, now the Silent King was kneeling on the deck.

Then he slammed his head against the ground.

"Damn it, given his body's toughness, it'd be strange if he didn't carve a dent in the deck."

Krete rushed onto the deck and, seeing the Silent King in such a frenzied state, said, "Calm down, Szarekh!"

But the Silent King did not reply; he simply rammed the deck again and again.

"I told you to calm down, this is Mr. Han's private property!"

As expected, after hearing that it was related to Han Mingxuan, the Silent King calmed down considerably. He stood up, but the parts of his body that could emit light flickered on and off.

If I had to put it in words, it would be equivalent to him trembling.

"I advise you to calm down, Szarekh. You don't have Flesh right now; the soul seed Mr. Han gave you was placed directly into your mechanical body."

"If your thinking is too intense, it might affect those seeds, and it will be very difficult to get Mr. Han to plant a seed for you later."

As soon as Krete finished speaking, the Silent King crashed.

About ten minutes later, the Silent King regained consciousness, but Krete could tell that it was now operating at its lowest power consumption.

"Seth Krete, to ensure the stability of the seed you mentioned, my personal Artificial Intelligence will now be communicating with you. My personal consciousness will engage in minimal thought and response."

"Let's go to the Flagship control room first; this isn't the place to talk."

Krete brought the Silent King to the Flagship's control room, and then he recounted in detail Han Mingxuan's peculiarities, but of course, Krete didn't mention a word about Han Mingxuan's origins.

Before they came here, Orikan had given them many instructions.

Until the passage between the two worlds is secured, it's best to say as little as possible about this world.

Especially regarding information about Han Mingxuan himself, it's best not to mention a single word.

"I know you've been hiding a lot, but I believe you have your own unspeakable difficulties."

"There's nothing we can do about it, Silent King. After all, Mr. Han's safety is more important than anything else."

"Yes, Mr. Han, tell me, Krete, what do you need me to do now?"

"First, you need to prepare a Flesh for yourself, and then you can go find Mr. Han, because only in this way can you truly Resurrection."

Yes, yes!

Flesh!

"I'll go prepare right now!"

"Stop messing around. This Flagship has a complete Flesh cultivation program."

"Nonsense! The technology on your Flagship is utterly inadequate for the Flesh of the Silent King, nor is it worthy of the soul that is about to enter Flesh!"

Tsk.

So even the Silent King of the World wasn't this crazy.

"Tell me, Krete, how much fighting power do you possess now?"

"About a few World Engines."

"Not enough!" the Silent King suddenly roared, "With just a few World Engines, how do you expect to fight the Warp?!"

"You think you can just rely on these 50 people?!"

"Hey, hey, Szarekh, who do you think you are? I'm the Phaeron of Technology, you think my head is full of banana pies?"

"Besides, who told you we only have 50 people?"

"More than 50 people?!"

"Mr. Han has Resurrection about 10,000 people, but to prevent 10,000 people from suddenly appearing and attracting the attention of the Warp Gods, we have only sent out 50 so far."

Suddenly, the Silent King fell silent.

Are you alright?

"I'm fine. I have to go back now. In the meantime, you must keep a close eye on Mr. Han and make sure nothing happens to him. If he has any requests, just grant them."

"We would have done it even if you hadn't said anything."

Then the Silent King left in a hurry, and Krete had no interest whatsoever in what the Silent King was going to do.

The next morning, Han Mingxuan contacted Krete, who was on the Father of the Evernight.

"Mr. Han, is there anything you need?"

"Here's the thing, Krete, after you complete the Gene-seed enhancement, I need you to find a group of people to have the Gene-seed implanted, only those from the Eighth Legion."

"Understood, I'll have someone do it right away," Krete said. "Also, Mr. Han, the Silent King left yesterday."

"Don't worry about him, let's just focus on what we're doing."

"Clear."

At this very moment, the Silent King had made his decision.

He summoned all the leaders of the Dynasties he had awakened.

And announced some extremely important news for the Necrons.

"Gentlemen, the revival of our race is in sight!"

"Silent King, are you out of your mind?" Imotekh said, having reluctantly arrived.

Since Han Mingxuan did not exist in this world, Imotekh himself and his Dynasty were at odds with the Silent King.

He was the most unruly one, but he came this time because when the Silent King went to see him, he didn't waste any words with him but beat him up first.

"Shut up, Imotekh, you stupid, dead-headed idiot!"

"In this vast universe, I have encountered the key to the revival of my race! Now, I need to announce a resolution!"

What resolution?

"The Celestial Orrery will enter a state of readiness, ready to destroy any enemy at any time."

???

"Silent King, are you insane?" Imotekh said mercilessly, "If the Celestial Orrery is activated, every time it is used, it will break the rules of the universe."

Do you want the entire universe to collapse?

"For the revival of my people, everything comes at a price, and you hear me clearly, I'm talking about a resolution, not a discussion."

"I'm sorry I cannot comply, Szarekh." Imotekh said, and then left the meeting room.

"You'll regret this, Imotekh!"

"I'll be waiting for that day, you self-exiled madman!"

Looking at the meeting room, the Silent King knew that many of the Necron Overlords and Necron Phaerons present would not easily agree.

"Alright, everyone, let's hold another vote in a month. Hopefully, by then, you'll have different ideas."

A month later, my Flesh will be ready.

At that time, once his Resurrection becomes a reality, his decision will inevitably be passed.

However, Han Mingxuan was unaware of what was happening on the Necrons's side; he was currently preparing to secretly recruit a new batch of blood for the Eighth Legion.

I wonder if the Night Haunter has started to reorganize his Legions yet, or even where he is.

But one thing is certain: the Night Haunter has returned.

Moreover, based on the timeline I deduced when I first arrived, and the official records of the Imperium.

The Second Armageddon War had only recently ended, meaning that the next most famous battle was the Battle of Cadia.

It is better known by the name of the 13th Black Crusade.

In a few years, I will encounter the invincible Abaddon.

Regardless of whether the Eighth Legion is ready or not, he will have to lead his men to provide support.