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Suddenly, his eyes fixed on a gland of the worm alien. The shape and function of this gland vaguely echoed a vague alien feature in his memory.

Lu Yiqi Yi'er Sisi (Eight) = "Could it be..." A name was on the tip of his tongue, but it seemed to be blocked by an invisible mist, and he could not say it clearly.

He became more and more convinced that this was not a simple coincidence, and there must be some deliberate connection behind it.

Someone deliberately confused his memory in an attempt to cover up the connection between this worm alien and that unknown alien.

It was decided to preserve a sample of this worm alien for more in-depth genetic analysis.

Perhaps, through advanced gene sequencing technology and his profound professional knowledge, he can break through the fog of memory and uncover the truth hidden behind it.

Fabius Bayer knew that with the knowledge and experience he had accumulated in the field of genetic research, he had already reached a very high level.

And now, even a being of his level can lose part of his memory. It is not difficult to infer that the conditions for casting this psychic spell must be extremely harsh.

After all, the use of psychic magic often requires the consumption of huge amounts of energy and requires exquisite control skills over psychic energy, which is simply beyond the reach of ordinary psychics.

This means that the person who can perform such a powerful psychic spell must be the empire's top psychic.

In an instant, the names of Emperor, Regent, Malcador, Magnus... flashed through his mind one by one.

Each of them possesses powerful psychic powers that are enough to shake the fate of the empire, and they are all suspected of being the one who tampered with his memory.

But the question arises, why do they do this?

Why hide the connection between this worm-like alien and the alien he couldn't remember?

What kind of shocking secret is hidden behind this?

A series of questions came to him like a tide, each question needed to be solved urgently, and the answers seemed to be buried deep under the fog, waiting for him to unravel and explore the truth.

Fabius Bile fell into deep thought. He knew very well that this matter was tricky and might involve the complicated interests and secrets of the imperial high-ranking officials.

But his thirst for knowledge and persistence in seeking the truth prevented him from giving up.

It was decided to start with the existing clues and conduct an in-depth analysis of the genetic samples of the worm alien.

He quickly returned to his laboratory on the ship, which was equipped with the Empire's top genetic sequencing and analysis equipment.

The robotic arm skillfully places the sample in a specific instrument, initiating a series of complex procedures.

While awaiting the results of the analysis, Fabius Bile began to compile the information he had on the Emperor, the Regent, Malcador, and Magnus.

The Emperor, the Founder of the Empire, possesses unfathomable psychic powers, and his every decision determines the direction of the Empire; the Regent, who shoulders the responsibility of the Empire after the Emperor's retirement, must have extraordinary abilities and means; Malcador, the Emperor's most loyal aide, assists the Emperor in governing the Empire with his wisdom and strategy, and his influence cannot be underestimated; Magnus, the Primarch of the Thousand Sons Legion, is himself a powerful psyker, with unique insights into the study and application of psychic powers.

Fabius Bile understood that if any of these people were involved, they would have unimaginable motives and purposes.

But for now, it's all just speculation and he needs more evidence.

At this time, the results of the genetic analysis came out.

A series of complex data and graphs appeared on the instrument screen, and Fabius Bayer leaned in to take a closer look.

His eyes froze instantly. The genetic sequence presented in the data was subtly similar to some strictly confidential alien genes in the Empire's confidential archives.

Only a very small number of high-ranking officials in the empire have the authority to access these files.

Not only that, after Fabius Bayer conducted in-depth research on the genes of the worm alien, he was surprised to find that these genes were changing in a certain direction.

This change is by no means a natural evolution, but rather a purposeful adjustment under the intervention of some powerful force.

With his keen insight into xenomorph biology, Fabius Bile easily determined that a race as disgusting as the worm xenomorphs was far from being exterminated.

The aliens encountered and killed on the battlefield today were most likely just their vanguard troops, or in other words, advance forces sent to test the strength of the empire and showcase its latest experiments.

If he had only suspected the existence of hidden truths and conspiracies before, Fabius Bayer was now clearly aware of it.

Those worm-like aliens that have not appeared are very likely to carry more powerful and dangerous mutant forms, and the controller behind them is very likely the Emperor that the Empire fears and who tampered with his memories. After all, no matter what it is, except for these memories, they are all instructed by the Emperor.

……

Fabius Bile continued to study the genetic sample of the worm alien intently, muttering to himself, "It would be great if something unexpected could happen. If I could pick up the body parts of the Emperor's Guards, I could conduct in-depth research on them."

There was enthusiasm and expectation in his eyes, and his obsession with genetic research was deep in his bones.

The Emperor's Guards' impeccable genetic makeup holds the key to unlocking the secrets of human enhancement.

If he could obtain genetic samples from the Imperial Guards for research, he believed he would achieve unprecedented breakthroughs in the field of genetic modification and warrior enhancement.

However, as the most loyal and powerful guards around the Emperor, the Emperor's Guards are extremely mysterious, and it is not easy to obtain their body parts.

But at this moment, facing the mysteries brought by the worm aliens and the huge crisis that may be hidden behind them, Fabius Bile increasingly feels that the study of the Emperor's Guards may be the key to solving all of this.

This desire is like a burning flame, driving him to keep moving forward on this research path full of unknowns and dangers.

Fabius Bile knew that his idea was almost wishful thinking. The Emperor's Guards guarded the sacred Emperor and were always on high alert. The possibility of obtaining their body parts was extremely slim.

But once this idea takes root in my mind, it grows wildly like a tenacious seed.

While continuing to analyze the genetic data of the worm alien, he was planning various possibilities in his mind.

Perhaps we could start with those who had had contact with the Imperial Guards?

For example, those high-ranking Astartes warriors who have carried out missions in the Imperial Palace may know some relevant information about the Imperial Guards. Even if it is just a few words, it may be a valuable clue for his research.

No, no.

He rejected it immediately.

It would be great if the Empire were to face a powerful enemy now, one that would require the Emperor to personally take action.

Chapter 322 How to distinguish between bats and crows?

"I have eaten pickled vegetables and boiled tofu. Even the emperor cannot compare to me." Aurora hummed as she took out a piece of tender tofu from the steaming pickled vegetable hot pot.

When Zhuang Sen heard this, he was speechless for a moment, with a helpless expression on his face. Only Aurora dared to sing like this. Otherwise, even if it was Leman Russ, he would bring her to justice.

Leman Russ couldn't help but ask, "Where did you learn this song?"

Guilliman even said bluntly: "I still think it's better for you not to sing sometimes."

Aurora waved her hands nonchalantly and said with a smile, "It's okay, it's okay. I learned this song from my mother. She even sang it in front of the Emperor!"

After hearing this, Guilliman fell silent again, perhaps thinking in his heart that the Regent's style of doing things was truly unique.

Everyone around looked at each other, surprised by what Aurora said, and felt both amused and helpless.

Leman Russ raised an eyebrow, a hint of curiosity in his eyes. "Singing before the Emperor? Mother is truly audacious. But how would the Emperor react if he heard it?"

Aurora chuckled, put the tofu into her mouth, chewed it contentedly, and then slowly said, "At that time, the emperor was just slightly stunned, then smiled and praised the song for being interesting. I didn't expect my mother to remember it."

Hui Le said helplessly, "I received a letter from Chagatai. It contained a lot of pleasantries, but there was only one real request. He wanted me to go to the star region where the clue he mentioned was located and help manage the local star region."

Aurora heard this and looked worried: "Doesn't that mean we're going to be separated?"

Huile quickly shook his head and said firmly, "No, I didn't plan to go at all. My friend in Terra told me some inside stories about Chagatai.

This guy just wants to find a scapegoat to clean up a planet that has been ravaged by the greenskins.

Not only does that planet require a huge amount of manpower and resources to rebuild, but due to his previous inappropriate instructions, the White Scars Legion encountered many problems in local management, leading to rebellions on every planet."

"That's really too much!" Aurora said angrily, "He actually wants to leave such a mess for you to clean up."

"..." Guilliman fell into deep thought. After a moment, he realized something was wrong and said slowly, "That's not right! Generally speaking, how could a rebellion on a local planet be written about in a letter and known to Terra?

From my understanding of many Imperial officials, if a local planetary governor encounters an indigenous rebellion, he will definitely send troops to suppress it immediately. Even if asked by his superiors, he will never tell the truth, and he will not even mention it when transmitting to Terra.

Hui Le explained solemnly, "Because the locals have controlled nuclear fusion technology and even time bombs, which crippled the White Scars officers."

Curze laughed aside, recalling the white scar that was blown into the dreadnought a few days ago.

It all made sense to Guilliman now.

Huile went on to say, "Chagatai had already written to Malcador before he wrote to me."

"I know, I know!" Aurora interrupted eagerly. "I know what Malcador's reply will be. He'll be vague, asking Chagatai to wait, without actually preparing any supplies or sending the necessary administrative personnel."

Huile nodded slightly, agreeing with Aurora. "That's right, Malcador is always like this. When the situation is unclear, he always adopts a delaying strategy. Moreover, he is short of talent and resources. Chagatai must be extremely anxious, so he came to me again."

Leman Russ frowned and snorted with disdain. "Chagatai, that brat, usually seems smart, but how could he have done such a foolish thing this time? He made a good star field a good one, and now he wants to drag others down with him."

"Yeah, he's so bad." Aurora said indignantly, patted her brother's shoulder, turned around and said, "Don't you agree, Coz?"

"I'm Clarks." Clarks next to him corrected helplessly.

"Oh, I'm so sorry, so sorry!" Aurora finally realized what was happening and apologized hastily, "But you two look so much alike, I keep getting you confused."

Seeing this scene, Koz couldn't help but laugh even harder.

The hearty laughter echoed.

Seeing this, Huile smiled and said, "It's actually not difficult to tell them apart. You just need to remember that the one who's smiling is Coz, and the one who's not smiling is Clarks. That's all."

……

The Moon Wolf led its 10 Great Companies and a large number of mortal auxiliary forces, and launched an operation of exploration and killing in this star region like a surging wave.

In an instant, countless rays of light shot out from each warship, like a shower of meteors twinkling in the night sky, pouring towards the enemy.

The scene was like the falling of stars, dazzling and full of destructive power.

Among them, the Spirit of Vengeance was like a giant steel beast, rushing straight towards the alien flagship in front with unstoppable momentum.

With a deafening roar, the Spirit of Vengeance easily smashed into the alien flagship in front of it. The huge alien warship was instantly split into two, and the metal at the break was twisted and deformed, sparks flying everywhere.

As the battleship broke apart, countless aliens let out miserable wails.

The sound echoed in the universe, like a tragic song of death, telling of their fear and despair.

The Luna Wolves' fleet pursued the victory and continued to launch ruthless attacks on the remaining alien forces. For a time, this star region was shrouded in war and destruction.

After the Vengeful Spirit rammed the alien flagship, the Luna Wolves' fleet offensive intensified.

The warships cooperated closely, and their artillery fire formed a dense fire network, covering the remaining alien warships.

Every shelling created brilliant sparks on the alien warship's hull, and twisted metal fragments flew around with the impact of the explosion.

The mortal auxiliary forces were no less impressive, operating various small armed spacecraft and moving across the battlefield like nimble fish.

Although the firepower of these spaceships is slightly weaker than that of the main battleships, they rely on their numerical advantage and flexible maneuverability to continuously attack the weak parts of the alien battleships and harass the alien's defense line.

At the same time, the Wolf Shepherd God stood on the command platform of the Spirit of Vengeance, gazing at the battlefield with a grim gaze.

The Primarch's eyes revealed an innate dominance and decisiveness. Every order he gave was concise and powerful, and was quickly transmitted to every warship in the fleet through the communication channel.

Under his command, the fleet's actions were orderly, like a precisely operated war machine.

And those aliens seemed to be becoming more and more panicked in the face of the fierce attack of the Shadow Moon Wolf fleet.

Their originally orderly formation had long been disrupted. Some alien warships tried to escape, but they had no way to escape under the pursuit and blockade of the Shadow Moon Wolf fleet.

A feeling of despair spread among the alien group, and their wailing was gradually drowned out by the roar of artillery fire.

As the battle continued, more and more alien warships were destroyed and turned into wreckage in the universe.

The situation in this star region was gradually controlled by the Moon Wolves, and the road to development seemed to be becoming smoother.

After achieving an overwhelming victory over the alien fleet, at the command of the Wolf Shepherd God, countless Shadow Moon Wolf warriors quickly divided into small teams and launched an extermination operation against the remaining aliens in the area like hungry wolves pouncing on their prey.

The teams acted quickly and in perfect coordination. With their excellent combat skills and precise execution of tactics, they quickly spread out in this war-torn area.

These teams were like the scythe of the god of death, and wherever they went, aliens fell one after another.

One team of Luna Wolves warriors, led by an experienced non-commissioned officer, shuttled among the wreckage of the alien warships.

They are keenly aware of the movements around them and do not miss any corner where aliens may be hiding.

Suddenly, several aliens jumped out from hiding and pounced on the soldiers with their fangs and claws bared.

But the Moon Wolves warriors showed no fear and reacted instantly.

Some soldiers raised their grenade launchers and fired accurately, with the bullets exploding on the aliens, sending blood and flesh flying everywhere; others drew out their power swords and engaged in fierce battles with the aliens that were close to them. The power swords emitted buzzing energy waves, easily cutting off the aliens' limbs.

Another team went deep into the temporary base built by the aliens on the surface of the planet. There was a pungent stench of decay and the howling of aliens could be heard one after another.

The Moon Wolves used the terrain to their advantage, approaching the enemy silently.

Once they entered the attack range, they rushed out like ghosts, the roar of the grenade launchers and the screams of the aliens intertwined.

The soldiers fought bravely in the hail of bullets, and every attack was precise and deadly, killing all the aliens in the stronghold.

As the teams advanced, the number of remaining aliens became smaller and smaller.

But the Luna Wolves warriors did not let down their guard. They were well aware of the cunning of the aliens and continued to search every area carefully to ensure that the alien threat was completely eliminated from this star region and lay a solid foundation for subsequent development operations.

Loken stood on the bridge of the Vengeful Spirit, his face filled with relief.

He stared intently at the display screen, which kept flashing with news about the scattered teams of various companies successfully completing their missions and returning from the cleanup.