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"Shut up, and do as I say now."
Peturabo's emotional fluctuations instantly returned to the level of ten thousand years ago, from his previous calm and composure.
It was as if his temper had returned, just like this guy's.
“Casca, you really are a fool who knows how to provoke me.”
"But I have one more condition—tell me, how did you know his specific background?"
......
Peturabo was actually quite bewildered for a long time when he learned that Hunsso's genetic seed had two genetic fathers.
When they first met, the aloof Peturab inexplicably felt a certain fondness for this arrogant fellow.
Even he himself didn't know why.
After giving him some guidance, he did indeed think highly of the war blacksmith named Hongsuo.
Although he was not a born genius, with just a little guidance, the other person was able to grasp the knack by analogy.
This is an extremely rare talent even within the Iron Warriors Legion.
Even in the final game of military chess, Perturabo didn't hold back, and despite going all out, he still lost to his opponent, which greatly intrigued the Lord of Iron.
Given some time, as he matures, he will become a capable and independent adjutant in the Iron Empire.
Peturabo desperately wanted a deputy who could both understand him and listen to him.
He had previously had a war blacksmith named Danteok—but the boy was very rebellious, often criticizing him in public and embarrassing him, and would rather sacrifice himself for the illusory dream of the false emperor than choose him, Perturabo.
This saddened the Lord of Iron.
As for Hong Suo, he could always feel an inexplicable fondness for him.
He could sense the difference between the other guy and the Iron Warrior—unlike the other stubborn Iron Warriors, this kid was quick-witted and had a variety of methods, completely different from those stupid Iron Warriors from his Great Expedition!
He found Peturabo increasingly pleasing to the eye.
but!
Peturabo's good mood vanished the moment he received his medical test results.
He couldn't believe that this guy's gene seed was split in half!
Only half of it came from Peturabo, while the other half... the other half's genetic fragments were—
That stern face, with its unsmiling expression and full head of white hair, appeared before him at that moment, along with the letters on the data panel.
Rogdorn!
Peturabo was furious.
Why Rogdorn of all people?
why?
Does this mean that in order to truly unleash the Iron Warriors' immense potential, they must, absolutely must, cooperate with that annoying Rogdorn?
Actually... he should have teamed up with Rogdorath and the Imperial Fist; that would have been the right thing to do.
Are they a match made in heaven?
Peturabo: "......"
The Iron Lord's mind ceased to think.
Then, images of himself, Rogdorn, and Honsor flashed through his mind.
(A family of three)
Peturabo: "!"
Mouthwatering!
Peturabo was struck as if by lightning.
impossible!
Absolutely impossible!!!
"......"
The true origin of Hungsuo's genetic seed is not a big deal.
It's just a genetic seed that's a mixture of two prototypes!
Peturabo wouldn't be so furious about something so trivial.
He was even more afraid of letting others know about his, well, "little secret" with Rogdorn, and having it completely exposed.
Let the whole world know that he, Perturabo, and Rogdorn are actually the most suitable Primarch pair—at that point, even if he has the best temper, it won't matter.
Even Rogdorn found out about it... Although he only had one hand left, Perturabo knew he couldn't possibly die so easily.
what! ! !
Just imagining it makes Peturabo unable to resist the urge to open fire and blow this messed-up world to smithereens.
Why not just kill him and let him find release?
"Which bastard came up with the idea of fusing the gene seeds of Iron Warrior and Emperor Fist?!"
......
Yes.
Who did it?
Kaska's gaze inadvertently fell on the Grand Apothecary Melusin on his other side.
Meilushin: "..."
She looked away, somewhat embarrassed.
In the course of these millennia of experiments, in order to uncover the secrets of the Emperor's creation of the Space Marines, she naturally also conducted some additional research on super soldiers like the Astartes.
This includes research on combinations of seeds with various different genes.
With the support of Belisarius Caul [The Primal Blood Stack], she had a sudden inspiration: to combine the Iron Warrior and the Imperial Fist, two genetic seeds that should theoretically be mutually exclusive, to a certain extent...
And then...and then they became completely intimate.
The process was so fast that even Melusin herself was amazed, and her aversion to the opposite sex was not severe.
"But why are you researching this kind of thing?"
"The genetic seeds between the various Primarch Legions will naturally produce a rejection reaction. Even if the Iron Warriors and the Imperial Fists can successfully fuse, what is the point of doing so?"
The synthesis of the Great Flood is not stable.
The Mechanical Guild currently has no way of providing a large number of Iron Warrior and Imperial Fist gene seeds for the synthesis of the "Iron Fist" gene seeds, which have a very low success rate.
The emperor's arrangement is the best arrangement.
Everything else is heresy.
Moreover, even if the other party grows up to become a Space Marine, it is impossible to say whether there will be genetic mutations or defects.
Costs and instability are rising, while there's no sign of any benefit—it's practically gambling with precious genetic material.
"The combination of the Iron Warrior and the Imperial Fist gene seed is indeed feasible, but we do not yet know what changes will occur after the combination, and it is still in the experimental stage."
"...Leave this to me. I'll see if this little guy will develop hybrid vigor later on."
As Belisarius Caul spoke, he sealed the gene seed jar in the other person's hand.
"I still can't understand why you would think of combining genetic seeds for research."
“I’m testing something more important,” Melusin said.
"If possible, some genetic defects of the protozoa can be compensated for through this hybridization method, thereby giving full play to the advantages and strengths of the two protozoa."
"even......."
Belisarius had no idea what the other party was doing.
All he knew was that a few days after the plan was launched, Melusin came to him with a brand new synthetic gene seed.
"This is......"
"It contains the genetic seed of the Emperor's son, and also..."
and......
What kind of protozoan's gene seed is this?
Why couldn't even Belisarius Caul recognize it?
The Primal Blood Stack contains the purest gene seeds of all Primarchs, including the missing Primarch 2 and 11 gene seeds.
But strangely, there is no record of the gene seed that fused with the emperor's son.
There is also a mysterious Primarch's gene seed, which is not even recorded in the Primarch Blood Stack!
Who exactly is he?
"The integration between the two has indeed gone very smoothly. If you can achieve mass supply of gene seeds, I can naturally build a battle group for you."
"But Melusin, can you reveal which two protostic gene seeds you used to assemble this product?"
"It's a secret."
Meilushin seemed to remain tight-lipped about this.
.......
just now.
The world is forged in the underground laboratory of the "Steel Bastion".
"I hope you will not spread this embarrassing news."
Peturabo said helplessly.
Kasga's Ironclad Company Commander Kadan and Peturabo's War Blacksmith Honso were already waiting outside as instructed.
Family scandals should not be aired in private.
"Also, as a pharmacist, there should be limits to your madness."
Petrabo glared at Melusin, the instigator standing in front of him, and said irritably.
"Do you need me to design power armor for your new Astartes cyborgs?"
Perturabo recalled the Iron Warrior Company Commander Kadan, who had suddenly grown much taller than Kasga when he followed behind him.
The changes in this guy have indeed given him a good first impression.
Even with just a visual scan, he could tell that the other party's physical attributes and functions had been greatly improved compared to that of a typical Space Marine.
Primal Forging doesn't just mean that Space Marines will become taller.
Of course, that alone is enough to make Iron Warriors attractive.
"Good technique."
"It seems your research on Space Marine modification has surpassed that of my arrogant father."
Peturabo looked at Melushin again, who had also received a significant boost, and then said.
"data."
“I know you’ve come for my Codex of Machines, but to complete your design, I need the original Space Marines’ data.”
"Lord of Iron, I have the preliminary design blueprints for the original Forged Power Armor here."
Casca took the parchment scroll that Belisarius had given them from the bag on the back of his armor.
To prevent alteration by humans or demons, such extremely detailed and crucial records were written on blessed and reinforced parchment.
"it is good."
Peturabo peered through a tiny lens, carefully examining the design by the great sage Belisarius.
Despite his previous fury when facing Casca, Perturabo immediately switched to focused mode once he immersed himself in the mechanical design and creation that interested him, carefully appreciating the original draft of the power armor designed by Belisarius.
For him, nothing could be more wonderful than the present moment.