Loyalty Is Its Own Reward

"Archmagos Angrak, could you please come here with Herbert?"

Three days later, Han Mingxuan called the two of them in.

The two walked in and looked at Han Mingxuan.

"I possess some knowledge of the Necrontyr technology, and with the consent of this Necron Overlord, I intend to pass it on to you."

Boom!

Necrontyr technology!

This is technology from those Necrontyr!

Who among researchers wouldn't be interested in this?

Such a person simply doesn't exist!

"However, this Necron Overlord needs to perform some operations on your brains, so you will need to make your own choices."

The brain encryption technology used by those Necrontyr is very complex.

Once encryption is complete, even if consciousness is transferred, it cannot be deciphered.

However, this is a difficult choice for me.

He let a Necron Overlord he had just met see through his mind completely.

This is dangerous; this is gambling.

"We agree."

What?

"So straightforward? Aren't you going to reconsider?"

"No need to think about it anymore. For the future of Nostramo, we must make a choice, even if it means dying in the process."

"Father of Night, the glory of Nostramo endures forever."

"The glory of Nostramo will live on, you two."

"Please trust my skills. I'm very proficient in brain encryption; it won't lead to life or death."

Jia quickly completed the brain encryption for the two, and then Trazyn placed the three of them into Dimensional Space.

A day later, Han Mingxuan led the two out, but the three of them looked at Trazyn with strange eyes.

It was as if they wanted to tear him apart.

Although only one day has actually passed, the retrospective period is a full month.

"Don't look at me like that, Old Han. Curze and the others are leaving soon. If we waste any more time, we'll miss our chance."

Tsk.

That makes so much sense; I can't even find an excuse to criticize it.

"Alright, if there's nothing else, I'll be going now. Jia, come find me when you've prepared your body."

After Han Mingxuan finished speaking, he walked towards the military camp.

As for Jia, she began preparing her own body.

"Wait, Jia."

Is there anything else?

"Yes, it's about Old Han."

"Is it about him again?"

"Jia, this is a serious matter. If it involves Mr. Han, everything must be handled with utmost care."

"Alright, I'll listen to both of you. Trazyn, what else is there?"

"I have a special group of guests here, early genetically engineered warriors of the Master of Mankind. Their genes need further optimization."

"Is this the important matter you mentioned?"

"Yes."

"No problem, just bring the people over. The other two will be my assistants; I'll use the knowledge Mr. Han taught you to Gene Modification them."

How much you learn in practice depends on yourselves.

"Yes!"

Now, the Archmagos and the priest were as excited as newly promoted Gearboy.

This is a great opportunity to observe up close and potentially even get hands-on practice!

How could I not be excited?

"Hey, something's not right with Jia," Trazyn nudged Orikan.

You should know that their Biological Council is extremely stingy, extremely xenophobic, and extremely cautious about the exchange and transfer of technology.

It's so cautious it's like an extremely xenophobic religion.

Why are you agreeing so readily now, and even taking the initiative to let the two of them join?

"Heh, Trazyn, times are changing, and the race needs revival. We should abandon some sectarianism now; only then can we have more opportunities."

It's a ghost!

Are you Jia?

"Of course I'm Jia. Don't worry, I'm not like you, all you think about is eating."

"Hahaha, Jia isn't wrong, Trazyn. Use your lard-filled brain to think. For the sake of the race, everything is worth it."

These two guys... they've got some serious awareness!

Trazyn was starting to regret eating so much.

I'll only eat a little something, but I'll probably be talked about by these two for a long time.

In fact, Jia said that on purpose.

She wanted to make Trazyn feel guilty, so that he would behave himself.

He needs to dedicate more to racial revival, instead of continuing his previous irresponsible ways.

As for the real reason she took the initiative to teach the two of them, it can be summed up in two words.

Loyalty.

Yes, loyalty.

When encrypting the brains of the two people, Jia originally wanted to Thought Imprint on them to ensure Han Mingxuan's absolute safety.

But she realized she was overthinking it.

Because they have Thought Imprint on themselves.

Moreover, this kind of Thought Imprint is not applied by technological means, but is generated automatically.

In other words, Han Mingxuan used his own methods to make the two of them his staunchest followers.

This surprised Jia.

She couldn't imagine how Han Mingxuan had done it, but it was a good thing.

Their loyalty earned them this opportunity for practical action.

Whether they are Necrontyr or human, loyalty and bravery are universal qualities.

Loyal people don't need rewards; loyalty itself is a reward.

The brave don't need songs of praise; courage itself is a song of praise.

Those who give need no monument; giving itself is a monument.

"Let's begin. According to the Necrontyr Gene Technology, we need to create a personalized gene serum."

"The effects include repairing original genetic defects, as well as genetic breaks caused by technological backwardness and barbaric Witchcraft."

"What remains is individualized gene enhancement and overall level correction."

"Next, I will conduct a practical demonstration. You need to be prepared to observe and record. There are some problems that you need to fix, and some areas that you need to upgrade."

"You are natives of Nostramo, you know this place better, understand?"

"Clear!"

On his way to the headquarters of the Eternal Night Justiciar Legion, Han Mingxuan carried several books and put on a pair of silver-rimmed Glasses.

There were two black fountain pens in his shirt pocket.

This was the first time he had worn Glasses since he had traveled through time.

He used to be inseparable from his glasses, but now he only wears them occasionally.

He soon arrived at the Legion's encampment.

"Night..."

Upon seeing Han Mingxuan arrive at the military camp, the reserve auxiliary troops of the Legion were about to greet him when Han Mingxuan stopped them.

Shh, everything will be fine as usual.

"Clear."

The guards at the gate were shocked to see Han Mingxuan enter the military camp with two books in his hands.

He was so shocked that he couldn't utter a single word.

This is the first time the Father of Night has visited the military camp!

The Father of Night only appears at important occasions and does not come to the military camp at other times.

The actual administrator of the military camp was Grand Inquisitor Curze.

This was something Han Mingxuan did intentionally.

The current Legion and its Reserves are Curze's core group; the goal is to establish his absolute authority within the Legion.

Only in this way can we prevent problems from arising in the future.

So he can't show up, but today is different.

As soldiers, they were qualified, even excellent.

However, as Judges, they need to pass the Judicial Examination.