The Imperial Fists Scavenge Scrap
"Did you just detect a huge metallic object?"
"Yes, Chancellor Excellency, please follow me."
From the moment they saw this suddenly appearing metallic artifact, Imperial Fists began to reclaim it.
The fact that the Chancellor and the Lord of Drakes are both here means that these two beings definitely know what that mechanical creation is for.
"Chancellor Excellency, what exactly is that thing?"
"Oh, you mean that adaptive core? Based on the records I have, it's a technology from the Dark Age of Technology of the Imperium of Man."
"Its full name is Planetary Fortress Adaptive Core."
"Adaptive kernel?"
"Yes, according to current Imperium records, since acquiring the Phalanx, the Imperium has actually made very limited use of it."
"This predicament became even more severe after the Horus Heresy."
"Furthermore, the Emperor himself was a terrible student; aside from barely passing alchemy and biology, he was basically a zero in everything else."
"Therefore, the direct use of the Phalanx has been shelved for over ten thousand years."
"The good thing is that the Commissar Boyz found you. After Mr. Han woke you up, I guided you while you were unconscious, causing you to create this core."
"As for the specific principles behind this adaptive core, don't bother asking. Your father was a terrible student; you didn't inherit much of his knowledge anyway."
"All you need to know is that with this adaptive core, all the functions of the Phalanx can be enabled, and the previously damaged parts can also be repaired on their own."
"As for the rest, just know how to use them."
Fully activate the Phalanx!
For the Lord of Drakes, the shock brought by his awakening this time was truly immense.
The passage of time is beyond description; "earth-shaking changes" would be a more apt description.
Moreover, the Imperium Chancellor standing in front of him was incredibly powerful.
What does it mean that, while unconscious, he guided himself to create this adaptive core?
Does that mean this Chancellor possessed all the knowledge of the golden age of Imperium of Man?
It's astonishing that such talent could emerge in Imperium ten thousand years later.
Could he be Perpetual from the Dark Age of Technology?
But upon closer reflection, he should be more than just Perpetual from the Dark Age of Technology.
The other party can not only guide me to create technological artifacts of the Dark Age of Technology without my awareness, but also go with that gentleman to cause trouble for the Chaos Gods.
The Lord of Drakes never imagined that ten thousand years later, the Imperium of Man would produce such a powerful Imperium Chancellor.
He is even stronger than the Sigillite, Malcador.
Fortunately, Vulkan kept these thoughts to himself and didn't say them aloud, otherwise it would have been Vulkan's turn to have a toothache.
When the time comes, Sinleech, as the Imperium Chancellor, will definitely have to pull out the teeth of the Lord of Drakes.
Whether they pluck a whole seed or just a small amount depends on their mood.
As they talked, the two quickly arrived at the core of the Phalanx.
Sinleech easily completed the core installation.
"Planetary Fortress detected, Phalanx. The fortress 'Fortress hull is largely intact, but most of its functions are in dormant. Activation and repairs to commence."
"Chancellor Excellency, is this Abominable Intelligence?"
"Wrong, this adaptive Fortress contains a soul, a human soul."
"A human... soul?" Vulkan, somewhat uncertainly. "Do you mean Machine Spirit?"
"Of course not, it's not Machine Spirit. Humans in the Dark Age of Technology didn't even have the concept of Machine Spirit."
"Not to mention strategic resources like the adaptive core of a planetary Fortress."
"Leaving it to Artificial Intelligence is not the safest approach."
"Using human souls to modify and fill the core is the best and most common method."
"That's impossible."
"You're so naive. Humans in the Dark Age of Technology were capable of many things, but don't worry."
"The souls within the core are all sinners, and moreover, they are death row inmates sentenced to Death Sentence."
"But this would allow them to directly control Star Fortress..."
"What are you thinking? Their souls must have undergone Soul Distillation before being placed into the core."
Can the soul be distilled?
"Merciful Lord of Drakes, I've simply used a more palatable term; you wouldn't want to know what my original name was."
Forehead...
Seeing the Imperium Chancellor's ambiguous smile, Vulkan felt a chill run down his spine.
It seems I shouldn't say anything in front of this Imperium Chancellor.
Otherwise, if one day a word suddenly pops up that I can't accept, I'm afraid I won't be able to sleep for nights on end.
"Alright, the Phalanx's self-repair process will be fully automated from now on. You just need to prepare the materials."
After resolving the troubles with the Phalanx, Vulkan handed over the Gene-seed and the complete modification surgery procedure to the Imperial Fists.
"What Mr. Han taught you can fill the two gaps in the Imperial Fists itself, which is a good thing for your Legion."
"Also, don't ask the Administratum for approval of the resources needed to repair the Phalanx. I'm very busy right now and don't have time to deal with your petty matters."
"But, Your Chancellor the Prime Minister..."
"Don't tell me we don't have resources. The Phalanx is currently in self-repair mode and can take in anything."
"It doesn't discriminate between entire spaceships and lone Warp Daemon. As for how many resources you can acquire, that depends on your methods."
Can you even eat Warp Daemon?
The Lord of Drakes widened his eyes, staring intently at Sinleech, eager to know how the adaptive core of this planetary Fortress was constructed.
"The technology of the Dark Age of Technology was amazing, wasn't it? But don't even think about it."
"I'll say it again: your Dad was a poor student, and you didn't inherit much of his wisdom. Even if you were given the technology of the Dark Age of Technology, you wouldn't be able to understand it."
"At best, you're using the wisdom of the Dark Age of Technology as a hammer."
"What good would it be if I gave you the technological achievements of the Dark Age of Technology?"
Vulkan touched his bald head somewhat awkwardly.
This was the first time he had learned that his almost omniscient father was a poor student.
At the same time, it was the first time he had been treated as a poor student.
"Now that my mission is complete, I have no objection to whether you return to Nocturne to reorganize the Legion or do something else."
"However, you must be present when the great battle begins, and all the Primarch will be there as well."
Only when all the Primarch that can be gathered in this world are present can their combined power influence the fate of this world.
In this way, it will become a reality to open the gates of the world and allow the God of War to come by using the power of the Burning Dark King.
"I will be there at that time, Chancellor Excellency."
"Very well, Lord of Drakes. In light of your excellent performance here, this is the genetic modification program for Super Sons of the Fire Dragons."
"It will allow you to rebuild your Legion at lightning speed, but don't worry, there will be no side effects."
Vulkan looked at the document in Sinleech's hand, hesitated for a long time, and then took it.
After they finished their business here, news of the Lord of Drakes's return spread throughout the entire Imperium of Man.
With the Emperor's current influence in the Warp and his Psychic Power, he is more than capable of being the mouthpiece of the Imperium of Man.
Upon learning of the Lord of Drakes' return, Corvus immediately sought him out.
For the current Lord of Ravens, the return of Vulkan is the best news imaginable.
Because this Lord of Drakes was the most gentle and benevolent of all his brothers.
This is exactly what Corvus needs right now.
But Corvus didn't know that when he met the Lord of Drakes, it would be time for him to have a toothache.