Warhammer: I don't want to be a stinky can! ! !

Chapter 286 Interval H Senior?

The Ultramarines finally left reluctantly, but before leaving, Robert Guilliman gave Mortarion and Hades some small gifts in his own name.

Mortarion didn't even open the gift box, and directly threw the small box wrapped in blue satin into the warehouse. He didn't have the necessary curiosity, and at the same time, his affection for Robert Guilliman was not enough to support him to open the gift box.

On the other hand, Hades was very satisfied with the large Macragge tapestry that Guilliman gave him, and couldn't be more satisfied.

This is a hand-stitched tapestry. Hades guessed that it was probably the work of an Ultramarine. The stitches are tight and the texture of the plush is quite comfortable. One side is full of scenery, the warm sunshine shines into the white square, and in the distance, there is a solemn fortress, and some birds are lively dotted everywhere.

Hades judged that this should be the scenery on Macragge, but he didn't know exactly where.

Whether it is from an ornamental or a political point of view, this tapestry is perfect.

So Hades hung one of them in his office.

Although this caused some small commotions that Hades himself didn't care about, when reporting work, Gallo looked at the tapestry and hesitated to speak, while Vox had a disillusioned expression on his face, and the other death guards entered After entering Hades' office, the first reaction is usually to be taken aback.

And it was Mortarion who reacted the most. When the Lord of Death walked into Hades' office, his eyes never moved away from the huge tapestry. He stared at the painting like staring at a A witch who is not yet on the gallows.

Mortarion walked over slowly, tried to poke the tapestry with his hand, and immediately withdrew his hand in disgust. He felt like he was about to vomit on the Macragge tapestry.

"Any questions?"

Hades said that there is something to talk about, and nothing to get out.

【nothing. 】

Mortarion slowly looked away
At that time, there were a lot of jokes among the Ultramarines inside the Death Guard.Mortarion also convened several mock battles against large-scale humanoid enemies by the way.

And the one who reacted the least was Enrique from the foundry hall. This inconspicuous old man of science and technology had already seen through the essence of Hades at a glance. Facing the tapestry that appeared in Hades' office, he was calm and without any disturbance. , just report to Hades as usual.

Rust sent a message that the ship cast for Hades was roughly completed, and now they need Hades' instructions on the interior decoration. If Hades does not make special requirements, then these mechanical sages will install it themselves.

Hades waved his hand, let them install it themselves, he is not a person who is obsessed with details, as long as the equipment and weapons are in place, and the firepower of the ship is strong enough.

Let those sages simply dress up according to the standard template, and they won't really give him a pink fur rabbit style covered with pink fluffy carpets.

On the other hand, the second batch of Techmarines sent to Mars has returned, and the fourth batch has also been dispatched.

As the first batch of technical talents who came back from Mars, and the nominal + actual boss of the foundry department, Enrique asked Hades if he needed to go and see the recruits, give a speech, and inspect the professionalism of the recruits by the way.

Hades looked at Enrique silently. The point was actually the last sentence. He still remembered that when he just came back, the foundry masters in the foundry hall took turns to give him technical problems.

To put it bluntly, it’s a disgrace, and let these recruits who have just learned a lot of knowledge from Mars be honest. For these rather boring and boring foundry halls on weekdays, this is their favorite entertainment——

Unfortunately, Hades flipped them all over, making the event much less entertaining.

It seems that because of the precedent of Hades, the foundry hall has maintained a cautious attitude towards the second batch of newcomers.

So they decided to invite Hades, the strongest person in the foundry hall, to give the recruits a good start.

As for such fun, no, request, as the boss of the foundry hall, Hades naturally agreed to them.

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Of the second batch of Death Guards sent to Mars, Pasteur was clearly the most educated (main courses only) of them all,

In the simulated battlefield, even if missiles exploded around him constantly, causing the ground to tremble violently, he could still replace the 0mm No. [-] gear for the Stormbird without changing his face or beating his heart.

Or in a high-pressure, high-temperature, high-radiation environment, when the display screen is completely damaged, relying on experience and relying on broken radio waves, complete the system reinstallation of the large bird servant instrument.

Any extreme environment can't make him feel the slightest ups and downs. He is like a well-run machine, completing every repair perfectly.

However, in some more partial courses, such as the specification of religious etiquette of the Mechanicus, the standard process of purchasing materials in the foundry world, and the introduction to the sage language of different worlds, Pasteur was completely wiped out.

(By the way, for the above partial courses, the best score holders are Hades.)
But because Mars is a quality education, they didn't get a graduation certificate, and Pasteur, who failed many courses, was sent back in a daze.

Pasteur's understanding of this is that he doesn't understand, but since he's back, he'll do his part for the Death Guard.

By the way, find that senior H.

In fact, Pasteur's own academic accomplishments have already allowed him to accumulate enough reputation in the technical base of Mars. The Iron Warriors and Iron Hands soldiers all respected this dead man who seemed to be missing a string in his mind. The guard praised him very much, and some even said that he had the academic style of that H.

But Pasteur himself knew that this was nothing more than ordinary praise. Only those who have carefully studied the masterpieces of senior H would know that the gap between them is comparable to clouds and mud.

And their praise will only deepen Pasteur's obsession, that is to find that senior!
It's a pity that even in a place like the Foundry Hall, there is formalism. When they got off the spaceship, they first accepted the baptism of the God of Myriad Machines, and then they were called to listen to the speech of Hades, the leader of the Foundry Hall.

Pasteur stood expressionlessly in the front row of the group of recruits. The words flowed into his left ear like flowing water, and then flowed out smoothly from his right ear.

He has never cared about this kind of activity, doesn't care, and doesn't like it.

Compared to these, he would rather go to the foundry master and ask if there is anyone with the initial letter H in the foundry hall.

Or have a last name with an H, or is there anyone who particularly likes the letter "H"?
For a while, Pasteur was thinking about how to talk to this powerful senior, for a while he was worried that the senior would not have died in battle, and for a while he was thinking about what mechanical components he should send to the tomb if the senior died in battle— —

Hades, who had a brief chat above, didn't know that he had been thought of as a dead man by the expressionless recruit.

As Hades, he's also only concerned with the entertainment that follows.

It was obvious that everyone in the foundry hall didn't like formalism, nor did they like preaching. After a quick chat, Hades asked those technical soldiers who were eager to try to take the recruits to inspect their professionalism.

He was also very curious about whether this group of newcomers could survive the difficult problems he set. Because of Hades' experience last time, this year's casting masters can be regarded as showing their housekeeping skills.

From repairing the [temporary] awakened irascible and fearless old man, to the time-limited parts manufacturing general mortal ration assembly line, Hades looked at it and said that he was born.

Although he himself is not a human being, Hades's question this time is to be in an airdrop pod that is falling and out of control, to manually control the landing coordinates, and to repair the extravehicular emergency landing system.

Enrique said that you are the newborn Dongxi, it's fine if you lose control, and you want to create a miracle when you repair the [extravehicle] system in the falling state?

In this regard, Hades blinked innocently, isn't this an investigation?
Although no one thinks that any recruits will reach the final level set by Hades.

So that day, the foundry masters sat together, drinking tea and watching the fearless elder brother who had colluded with beating the recruits violently, saying that this is youth.

Who hasn't been beaten by Dauntless?
——The eyes of everyone suddenly shifted to Hades who was among them.

Loved it, Hades, who was happily drinking tea and eating snacks, was kicked out to inspect and was responsible for rescuing those technical soldiers who were beaten to the ground.

Although Hades complained that he couldn't continue to sit there and eat, it is also interesting to watch the struggle of those recruits up close. This is the fun that belongs to the foundry hall, and it is difficult for other death guards to understand Hobby.

Soon, amidst the wailing, these recruits fell to the ground one after another, unable to fight any more, and the casting masters walked over with smiles, lamenting loudly that the quality of this class was not good as they chatted——

"I'm done, what's the next trial?"

A voice suddenly sounded, interrupting the conversation of the foundry masters.

Pasteur looked at the assembly line he had just built, and once again estimated his design in his heart, there was no problem, he thought——

A figure suddenly broke into his thinking,
"So fast, are you done?"

Pasteur raised his head silently, and saw that the person in charge of speaking was staring at him with interest, as if he was very interested in him, but he forgot his name again.

Pasteur nodded cautiously,
"The front end of the assembly line dismantled the commonly used 3-style design, while the back end borrowed and improved Mars's."

"No, that's not the point."

After Pasteur finished his brief introduction, the man said softly, the red light in his left eye was scanning Pasteur's assembly line,
"You use a completely new wheel structure, don't you? I haven't seen it."

Pasteur looked at Hades cautiously, acquiescing to this statement.

Pasteur thought in his heart, he is the leader of the foundry hall, so he should know that senior H, although this made Pasteur a little embarrassed, but Pasteur believed that such an excellent person should make a difference in the foundry hall ——

The premise is that you don't die.

Then Pasteur only needs to let this leader leave a good impression on himself, and then take the opportunity to ask him about his predecessors.
For the first time, Pasteur felt that he had made a major breakthrough in interpersonal communication.

But when Pasteur was still contemplating how to ask, seeing that the child was silent again, Hades had no choice but to speak.
"I know you, Pasteur, don't I?"

Pasteur nodded and remained silent.

Hades couldn't hold back anymore, at least give him a reaction.

Forget it, Hades is used to it, so Hades tried again,
"Your casting talent is quite good, which department do you plan to go to for further study after this?"

Then Hades saw that Pasteur shook his head firmly at him.

For the first time, Hades filled the screen with question marks in his heart.

"My lord, I don't need it."

Wait, what did this recruit understand?What did he think of Hades' words? ? ?

"grown ups,"

Pasteur swallowed,

"I'm hoping to find someone, a...tech sergeant of the Death Guard."

Hades was confused, but he agreed first,
"Tell me, I'll try my best to help you, what's his name, or what he looks like."

Pasteur shook his head slowly, he was suddenly a little embarrassed, he didn't know the name of the dog senior, nor what he looked like, so he rashly asked the leader of the foundry hall.

"I don't even know, but senior left a book on Mars, a book that can be edited by everyone, and senior's signature is H."

Then Pasteur saw the leader staring at him helplessly, as if holding back some words.

Pasteur knew that he had chosen the wrong person again, made the wrong statement, and he was finished.

He remembered the past when he was chased and scolded by the Martian sages because of the wrong rituals of the gods, and then he was held in the church for a month to reflect. It is impossible to run out of that church.

"What are you doing with him?"

Hades asked, he was trying his best to tense himself up, and then he saw Pasteur with a righteous face, as if he was going all out,
"I hope to become his apprentice, or to thank him. The words left by Senior H have taught me a lot and made me realize the meaning of life."

"I am very grateful to be a death guard, and I am also very grateful to be a technical sergeant of the death guard. The last thing I regret in my life is to go to Mars and see and understand those words."

Pasteur said deeply,

"So, my lord, please at least let me meet senior."

Hades didn't hold back again, wait, he can still understand the meaning of being alive?What did this recruit named Pasteur understand? !
"I know who you're looking for."

"You've seen him."

Hades continued to collapse, keeping his expressionless face as much as possible, and then he saw Pasteur's surprised and disappointed expression.

"My lord, I didn't recognize him, can you tell me who it is?! I won't fail to recognize him again!"

Hades stared at him silently, with his head down, while Pasteur stared nervously at Hades.

Hades slowly reached out and pointed at himself.

"That... My name is Hades, HADES."

"H."

Then Hades saw Pasteur's slow, suddenly realized expression, and then he slowly fell backwards, backwards——

Pasteur felt his head buzzing, and the last thing he heard was Senior H, no, it should be Hades now, shouting the voice of a pharmacist.

Now, Pasteur thought, even if he didn't recognize each other in front of his predecessors, he should go to perform the death mission.

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Sure enough, no one made it to Hades' level, and the recruit with the most potential was brought down by Hades himself.

Enrique announced that this activity to examine the professional quality of recruits is the most entertaining one so far, and it also makes up for the lack of entertainment in the previous one.

　Two chapters in one!
　　gone today
　　
　
(End of this chapter)