Warhammer: Don't Call Me the God of All Machines

Chapter 107 Hamlet
Right in front of everyone's eyes, there was indeed a faint sound of voices in the room. It was so faint that one had to listen attentively to hear it.

In addition, there are footsteps and noisy ambient noises, and everything seems to be in a natural cave.

"The music is played by some kind of string instrument," Guilliman said firmly.

"Yes, sir, we think it is a saltire."

"Judging from the pitch and timbre, it has a rather sharp and high resonance, and based on our database analysis, they are probably salteries with larger sound boxes."

A mournful voice slowly sounded, and the high-pitched tone made people feel sad.

Guilliman recalled information about Soltrizin in his memory, his brain was more powerful than the database.

"I saw traces of quantum resonance. Unknown fluctuations appeared where these ghostly phantoms appeared." Luo Xi obtained useful information from the detection instruments that were spread out.

"Then this should have nothing to do with psychic power." said Guilliman.

"I can't crack this quantum resonance. It has a natural confidentiality, and it will collapse once I forcibly observe it. But I can be sure that something is trying to contact you through quantum resonance."

Luo Xi took back his bracelet, and the nanorobot returned to his wrist, as if nothing had happened.

The ghost only appeared for a very short time, probably only thirty seconds, and then everything disappeared.

Several people stopped in the room, staring at the place where the ghost appeared.

"It seems that we can't find the answer this time, so let's take a break." Guilliman also eased the atmosphere. After finding out that it was not psionic energy that was causing the trouble, he relaxed a lot.

After all, in his heart, the ones who were best at using psychic powers were his traitorous brothers. They believed in the evil existence in the warp, so it was natural for them to do some tricks.

The reason why Calth suffered such a huge loss in the first place was that the Word Bearers used Chaos Waste Code to pollute Calth's mind space, causing the weapon array to fall into the hands of the enemy.

Roxi also looked around the room, which was the residence of Guilliman's adoptive father, King Konor. There were many scrolls hanging on the walls, depicting some very important people and historical events in Macragge's history.

Roche also had great admiration for the Archon who had raised Guilliman. He had met Angron and Lorgar, the two sons of the Emperor, but the impression they left on him was terrible.

One is a bloodthirsty maniac with a nail in his head, and the other is an extremely fanatical religious person.

It was then that he realized the importance of family education to the Primarchs. For these naturally extraordinary individuals, their parents' teachings were the key to the formation of their worldview.

Guilliman's nature is never lacking in anger and recklessness. There is primordial rage hidden in his heart, but he has become a rational and calm king. The education of King Konor and Lady Euden is crucial.

Roche was very fortunate to have met this Primarch who still had rational thoughts shortly after arriving in this era. Guilliman was one of the few people whose thoughts could be in sync with his.

Although he was resting, Guilliman was still sitting in his chair that was suitable for the Primarch's size and processing documents. In fact, he could do many things at the same time, processing documents, receiving subordinates and guests, and even considering the details of the reform of the Five Hundred World War.

Prieto sat in front of his genetic father, his eyes full of admiration and love.

Many of his battle brothers envied him for being able to follow Guilliman and listen to his teachings. He also knew that this opportunity was rare, so he took this opportunity to curiously look at the books and data pads on the Primarch's desk.

"Do you read, Titus? Will you and the newly formed think tank select some of the classics that have been passed down for your taste?" Guilliman asked.

"Of course, we use reading as a way to relax," the think tank director replied seriously. "Well, I mean, do you read anything other than psionics and war, such as novels, plays, and history?"

"Yes, you reminded me when you restarted the think tank that the human mind is an important weapon to fight against evil, and it needs constant sharpening and self-reflection."

Guilliman was pleased with this answer.

Luo Xi was sitting on a chair nearby, watching the conversation between the father and son. In his eyes, Roboute was indeed a loving father who cared about the details of his children's lives and their mental state.

"You should read more classic works. The library in Macragge contains some works that are even older than the Age of Strife and the Dark Age of Technology."

After Prieto recounted his own insights from reading, Guilliman added, he stood up, walked to the bookshelf behind him, and took out a data pad.

Guilliman prefers this data tablet carrier, which is faster and more convenient than books recorded on parchment, and can record more information.

"You'll like this, take a look." He handed the dataslate to Prieto.

"Thank you, Father."

The think tank director took the data tablet, on which was written the contents.

"Hamlet, Prince of Denmark?"

Guilliman began to explain, "This is a play from very ancient times, probably in the second millennium of mankind, brought into this world by a poet named Shakespeare."

"And the gentleman next to you is from that era." Guilliman shrugged and pointed at Roche.

A human from the second millennium? It occurred to Prieto that this was such a long time span, and next to him sat a living history.

"I am not as good as Mr. Roche in this regard. If you think tanks have any questions, you can seek answers from him. He spends a lot of time reading in the Macragge Library, so it is not difficult to meet him."

Guilliman smiled at Roshi and jokingly said, "You won't refuse such a small request of mine."

"Of course, I'd love to." Luo Xi responded.

He certainly understood Guilliman's intention. The monarch of Macragge wanted his Librarian to learn from him, which did not mean learning psionics or some profound ways of warfare.

What think tanks should learn most is the wisdom inherited from ancient times, the philosophy and inspiration summarized by ancient sages.

These may seem vague and elusive, but for the Librarians who harness the power of the Warp with their personal minds, these philosophies are extremely important.

“Knowledge can be spread through books, but wisdom is difficult.”

Prieto put aside his contempt for mortals, and came to Roshi sincerely and bowed.

Too much history has been lost in the long, dark river of time. As humans enter the 31st millennium, the records that remain are extremely rare, and their authenticity is questionable.

At moments like this, it is extremely precious to have someone who has personally witnessed history, or is a part of history.

(End of this chapter)