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In this complex galactic situation, all the decisions we make and all the undertakings we promote are, at their root, inseparable from these two forces."

"For me, curiosity drives me to constantly explore the best strategies for governing the empire and understand the unique characteristics of each galaxy so that I can better coordinate and plan and allow human civilization to prosper.

Curiosity makes me yearn for unknown technologies and unexplored star regions, and I long to know what mysteries are waiting for us to uncover in this endless universe."

“I often think that without the thirst for knowledge and curiosity, humanity might have stagnated in the long river of history and been submerged by the waves of the vast universe.

It is because humans once had this passion that we have the civilization and achievements we have today.

Our generation should pass on this flame and keep it burning forever in the human soul."

After writing the letter, Guilliman carefully folded the letter and put it into the envelope, as if sealing his expectations for the future in it.

Afterwards, Guilliman summoned the guard outside the door, solemnly handed the letter to him, and instructed him to make sure the letter was mailed to Hui Le accurately.

After the guards took the order and left, he turned his attention back to the intelligence from the Iron Blood.

It is not difficult to obtain information related to the Iron Blood, especially since Perturabo has caused such a big commotion recently.

On Holy Terra, Malcador even specially dispatched reporters to interview, intending to report the Lord of Steel's great achievements in all aspects to the entire human empire.

After all, Perturabo annihilated a large number of aliens, and the deaths of those aliens had one significant thing in common - their heads were torn off.

It was for this reason that Holy Terra couldn't wait to send reporters to find out what was going on.

Unfortunately, however, the reporter did not ask any questions related to the alien's death as he wished, and only took a photo.

Guilliman, the lord of 500 worlds, successfully got the photo with his own abilities.

When he saw the photo, Guilliman couldn't help but frown slightly.

The woman next to Perturabo in the photo looked very similar to Huile, no, they were exactly the same.

"what on earth is it?"

This question instantly flooded Guilliman's mind, leaving him deeply confused.

"Could it be a being created by Perturabo? No, it shouldn't be."

As soon as this thought flashed through Guilliman's mind, he immediately denied it.

After all, he was convinced that his brother would never do such a thing that would desecrate his blood relatives.

"Yes, Huile?"

"But it's impossible that I just received the information that she is in Holy Terra."

"So what's going on?"

Doubts once again flooded my mind like a tide.

"Could it be the offspring left behind by my father or mother?" He pondered, but then shook his head, "No."

Because if he was a biological child, he shouldn't be as tall as Huile, over 3 meters tall.

"That's number 20, my blood relative who never returned. That should be it. Yes, that must be it."

Guilliman's multi-threaded mind finally came to this conclusion after some thought.

I have to say that sometimes, the Primarchs behave like giant babies.

However, Guilliman is different from other Primarchs. He has a deep filter for his blood relatives and always believes in their nature and kindness.

At the same time, he is also full of eager anticipation for the future of Galaxy.

Compared to other politicians, Guilliman acts in an upright manner and never resorts to dirty, filthy and despicable means.

This is largely due to the fact that he has a kind adoptive father and mother.

Although his adoptive father has passed away, his adoptive mother is still alive.

Whenever he felt tired and exhausted, his adoptive mother would always be there to comfort him, enlighten him, and give him warmth and strength.

Moreover, his adoptive mother also has great confidence and support for his efforts for the future of Galaxy, including those serum-related matters, and is full of eager expectations for the future of Galaxy.

Perhaps it was his adoptive mother's teachings that shaped Guilliman's current upright and hopeful character and ideals.

After Guilliman came to this conclusion, he felt a sense of direction in his mind, but he still felt that there were many mysteries.

"What kind of existence is Number 20, and why is she so similar to Huile? And why is Perturabo with her?"

These questions kept circling in his mind.

This matter may hide a major secret, and may even have a profound impact on the situation in the empire.

Guilliman summoned his most trusted confidant and whispered, "I need you to thoroughly investigate everything related to the woman next to Perturabo, including her background, abilities, and her relationship with Perturabo.

Remember, this must be done in secret, and no one should be aware of our actions."

After receiving the order, the confidant left quickly and told the spies lurking in the Iron Blood to carry out a detailed and secret investigation.

Guilliman then devoted more of his energy to the daily affairs of the Empire, reviewing reports from various star systems and dealing with the mountains of government affairs.

But even though he was so busy, his brain, which was mostly running, still had some free time to think about the various possibilities about the mysterious woman.

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On the Iron Blood, Lario couldn't help but admire Perturabo: "Labo, your coding is simply outstanding!"

Her eyes were full of appreciation and admiration, and she did not hesitate to express her praise.

Even though we are both Primarchs, we can't help but admire such superb coding standards.

This admiration came from the bottom of her heart.

Perturabo was delighted by this and replied proudly, "Of course. It won't be long before the code for these 1000 billion heads is complete."

"Well, I've already connected them, and I'm just waiting for you to finish your work," Lario said.

Perturabo's fingers, which had been tapping briskly, paused slightly.

He always thought that he could surpass his sisters in terms of progress, but he didn't expect that he would fall behind now.

"The codes you wrote are extremely critical, just like the computer systems that those people were researching in the third millennium."

Lareo continued to explain.

Perturabo couldn't help but frown. He always hated being compared with those mediocre mortals.

Lareo seemed unaware of his displeasure and continued, "And I'm like the person responsible for the computer m1 device sulfur wing (three) 児爾久2."

Seeing Perturabo frown, Lario was slightly startled and instantly understood what he was thinking.

"I'm sorry, Rab, I didn't mean to compare you to ordinary people. It's just that this metaphor helps you understand the connection between our work more intuitively. The code you write is the core soul of the entire project, just like a computer system determines the function and operation of the computer. Its importance far exceeds those mundane things."

Perturabo's expression softened slightly, but a hint of dissatisfaction remained. "Don't use such inappropriate metaphors in the future. Our work is to achieve a great goal beyond mortal imagination. How can we compare it to such mundane matters?"

"It is my fault."

Lareo apologized sincerely, then changed the subject. "But having said that, once you complete the coding, our plan can move on to the next phase. Imagine the amazing effect that will be produced when these 1000 billion alien heads work together, driven by your coding."

A glimmer of excitement flashed in Perturabo's eyes, and the unhappiness just now disappeared instantly.

"Indeed, by then we will be able to break through the limitations of our current cognition. I will speed up the coding process and complete this great project as soon as possible. Once everything is ready, the entire universe will be astonished by our achievements."

"I firmly believe that."

Lareo smiled and nodded, his eyes full of anticipation for the future. "With your excellent coding skills and my responsibility for the connection and assembly, our plan will be foolproof. Now it's up to you, Lab."

Upon hearing this, Perturabo immediately threw himself into coding.

The Lord of Steel's hands danced on the console like phantoms, and strings of complex and exquisite codes flashed rapidly on the screen.

His eyes were focused and blazing, as if the only thing left in the world was the coding task in front of him, which was related to the great plan.

Lario continued to check the connected alien head array, ensuring that every connection point was stable and every line was unobstructed.

She moved methodically between the huge equipment, stopping from time to time to fine-tune some parameters and make final preparations for the upcoming encoding access.

Time passes quietly in the tense and orderly working atmosphere.

Finally, after several days of working day and night, Perturabo breathed a sigh of relief and announced that the coding work was completed.

"Lario, the coding for the 1000 billion heads has been completed. Now it's up to you."

Although the Lord of Steel's voice was filled with fatigue, it was more filled with excitement and pride at the accomplishment.

Lareo walked quickly to his side and looked at the densely packed coded data with admiration in his eyes. "Well done, Labo! This is simply a miracle of coding art."

She quickly turned around, returned to the console, and began importing the code written by Perturabo into the connected alien head system.

As the codes were gradually imported, the related equipment on the entire Iron Blood began to emit a low humming sound, and lights flickered and jumped between the various instruments.

The array of alien heads seemed to be injected with new vitality and new strength. The heads in the nutrient solution trembled slightly, and their eyes seemed to flash with strange light, indicating that a new and unknown stage was about to begin.

As the code was successfully imported, the humming of the instrument became more intense, and the entire space was shrouded in an invisible atmosphere of tension.

Both Primarchs watched this scene with anticipation.

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The alien heads, which were originally relatively calm, seemed to have received some kind of command at the same time, and their trembling became violent.

The nutrient solution also began to churn violently, with strings of bubbles rising rapidly.

The wires connecting the heads flickered.

"It looks like we're almost done."

Lareo said, "Once this is all done, have you decided where to send the Mechanicus?"

"We alone cannot fully utilize the efficiency of such a massive celestial computer. We need the assistance of others to run it. The Adeptus Mechanicus is the perfect fit. Moreover, I believe they will be happy to help."

Perturabo spoke as his fingers tapped rapidly on the console, making final adjustments.

Lario carefully checked the data to ensure the stable operation of the entire system.

"Indeed, the Adeptus Mechanicus's desire for this kind of advanced technology is almost insatiable. Participating in this project is an irresistible temptation for them," Lario responded, his eyes fixed on the monitoring screen, not missing any subtle changes. "However, if they get involved, we must also be vigilant and not let them disrupt our plans."

Perturabo sneered, "Hmph, don't I know what they're up to? As long as we control the key links, they won't be able to cause any trouble.

Once the astronomical computer is officially operational, they will gain a lot of benefits, and I believe they will appreciate it."

As they spoke, the humming of the equipment grew stronger and the light became more dazzling, indicating that this huge project that condensed the efforts of both of them was about to complete its final transformation.

As the two were talking, the light of the device suddenly intensified, and the strong light filled the entire space, making it almost impossible to look directly at it.

When the light faded a little, a low and powerful resonance sound resounded throughout the Iron Blood, as if the entire spacecraft had become part of this huge celestial computer.

"Success!" Lario couldn't hide his excitement, his eyes flashing with excitement.

She quickly checked the data and a relieved smile appeared on her face. "All parameters are within the expected range. This astronomical computer has taken shape."

Perturabo raised the corners of his mouth slightly, revealing a confident smile: "Next, we should contact the Adeptus Mechanicus and ask them to send someone over as soon as possible." As he spoke, he began to prepare for communication with the Adeptus Mechanicus.

Perturabo soon extended an invitation to the Adeptus Mechanicus via encrypted channels, detailing the Astrocomputer and the role they could play within it.

As expected, the Adeptus Mechanicus responded quickly and, in addition to the Forge Generals from various Forge Worlds stationed on the Iron Blood, promised to send an elite team to the Iron Blood as soon as possible.

A few days later, the Adeptus Mechanicus's spacecraft arrived at the area where the Iron Blood was located.

A group of believers wearing iconic mechanical robes, led by their leader, stepped onto the Iron Blood.

The leader of the Mechanicus is inlaid with various gleaming mechanical prostheses, and his eyes reveal his enthusiasm and desire for advanced technology.

"Your Excellency, Primarch, we are deeply honored to be able to participate in such a great project." The leader of the Mechanicus saluted respectfully to Perturabo and Lario.

Perturabo nodded slightly and said, "Your skills and knowledge are crucial to the operation of this celestial computer. I hope you will live up to our expectations and help us maximize its effectiveness."

"Please rest assured, Master Primarch, we will do our best."

The Mechanicus leader responded firmly.

Afterwards, he led the team to quickly familiarize themselves with and debug the astronomical computer.

Perturabo and Lario watched closely from the sidelines, ensuring that everything progressed steadily according to their plan.

The scene of hundreds of billions of heads arranged neatly before one's eyes shocked the hearts of every witness.

The dense yet orderly array seemed like a masterpiece of divine craftsmanship in the universe and could be called the ultimate crystallization of art.

Each head carries a unique story and mystery, and now gathered here, it constructs a grand picture beyond imagination, which makes people marvel at the creator's ingenious ideas and superb craftsmanship.

The Mechanicus leader spoke with reverence and humility, "Master Primarch, we are deeply honored to serve you. We are truly grateful for the opportunity you have given us to participate in such a great project under your command."

He lowered his head slightly, his eyes full of piety and expectation. The believers behind him followed suit, expressing their respect and devotion to the Primarch in a uniform manner.

Perturabo nodded slightly, his gaze sweeping across the group of Mechanicus members before him. He spoke calmly, "Now that you're here, get to work. This celestial computer, composed of hundreds of billions of skulls, represents the culmination of countless efforts by Lareo and I. Your mission is to help us keep it running stably."