Chapter 94 94, The Second Legion Research Group Is Established!

Duker soon found Caul and took him aboard the Soul Fire, heading towards Gris's laboratory.

In the recent period of time, this great mechanical sage has been spending time on the Fire of the Soul.

In previous wars, both the expedition fleet and Guilliman's fleet had suffered considerable damage and needed several months to maintain and recuperate, as well as to clean up the nearby dark world and save the Imperial survivors within it.

Therefore, there is still plenty of time.

Along the way, he and Kaul visited the scenery on the Soul Fire with great interest.

Although Duker is the owner of this Glory Queen-class battleship - he is really a homebody. His scope of activities is so small that he is locked in his own office 99% of the time; only a very small amount of time, he Will board the bridge to receive the battle group joining the expedition fleet.

The length of the Soul Fire is 28 kilometers. This length can almost traverse the urban area of ​​a world capital; in Duke's previous life, the length of the Ford-class aircraft carrier was 337 meters. This length is not even as good as the caliber of the Macrogun of the Soul Fire. .

Dukel's usual range of activities is nothing compared to this huge battleship. What he felt at this moment was the same freshness as Kaul.

The style of the Fire of the Heart uses gold and silver as the main colors, and its decorative style is similar to what Duker saw on Ophelia VII. Almost certainly the work of nuns.

It does not continue the depressing and dull Gothic style of the Imperial Navy. On the contrary, it appears grand and elegant, as well as a sense of religious solemnity.

Although this is a bit flashy, it is brighter and full of hope.

Duker was not too surprised by the style of the Fire of the Heart - he was resurrected on Ophelia No. 7, which is the headquarters of the nuns;

When the expeditionary fleet first set sail, the proportion of battle sisters in the legion even exceeded 50%; it was not until a large number of soldiers were absorbed in each saved world that this proportion plummeted.

These girls who are warriors also have a love for beauty. After practicing and fighting, they are very happy to decorate the battleship that is their home - especially when the owner of this battleship is so lazy that he doesn't even want to pay attention to government affairs. , not to mention these little things.

"Kaul, I heard that you have the genetic seed of the Second Legion in your hands, and have you ever planned to activate it and convert it into Primaris?" Duker suddenly asked while walking.

"Yes, Your Highness." Kaul did not deny it. Although this was a taboo, as the original body, the other party would definitely not be aimless. There was no point in trying to deceive the other party at this moment.

But even so, Kaul still thought about where the other party knew this information, and in just an instant, he targeted the regent.

"There's no need to be nervous Kaul, I'm not a stickler for rules." Duker saw what he was thinking, reassured him, and continued,

"In fact, I have been working hard on this matter since I woke up from being lost, and I am very optimistic about your Space Marine Primaris technology."

"I once heard the regent mention that you are a respectable scholar who is good at contemplation." After knowing that the original body was not seeking accountability, Caul also put aside his doubts.

Afterwards, Kaul, who had already lost his emotions, even made a little joke with Dukel in the conversation.

"After witnessing His Highness' majestic appearance on the battlefield that day, I thought the Regent might have remembered it wrong. Now that I see him again, I feel that what His Highness Guilliman said is true."

"Hahaha, in this vast galaxy, the only things we can't live up to are combat and scientific research."

Dukel smiled cooperatively at the oil man's joke, "I once gave Gris the technology that can solve genetic defects and asked him to ask you for advice. Unfortunately, until now, he has not come up with the technology to solve genetic defects. Satisfactory results.”

"It's not his fault, Your Highness, Gris and I have different research directions. The Ohm Messiah filled the galaxy with infinite mysteries so that we can learn from them and become perfect creations step by step. And Gris's ideas are different from those of me. I am different. He believes that the roaring sound of mechanical creations is the sublime expression of the will of the God of all machines."

What the original body didn't expect was that Caul would take the initiative to excuse him. His mechanical eyes scanned the mechanical creations on the Inner Fire, and he said with a little emotion,

"Isn't this great creation the result of Gris' wisdom?"

"Indeed." Duker nodded with deep understanding.

Although the skills he gave Gris were important, no matter how important they were, they only played the critical 1% at most. The remaining 99%, it is undeniable that they are all the efforts of Gris.

Without Gris's help and unremitting support, even as the original body, he would not have been able to form such a large expedition fleet with two Glory Queen-class ships in such a short period of time.

"Your Highness."

Just between the two of them walking.

A team of Battle Sisters on patrol aboard the Inner Fire came oncoming. After respectfully offering imperial courtesy to the primarch, they left without looking back, showing extremely high military qualities.

Just when Duker was satisfied with their behavior.

"Crack-"

A delicate doll of about 10 centimeters fell from a nun and lay on the deck of the Heartfire.

The doll was picked up in just a moment of falling, and then the nun continued to walk forward as if nothing had happened.

But how could this be hidden from the Primarch's sight? Dukel saw it clearly. Although no one dared to make a doll with his image, this doll was also 70% similar to him.

He had always been secluded and how could he know that making such dolls was already one of the biggest hobbies of the nuns.

And just as the nuns expected, Dukel didn't care about such trivial matters, and even found it quite interesting.

However, the Primarch still set his eyes on Kaul at the first time,

"What did you see?"

"Your Highness, look at this deck under our feet, the craftsmanship is really good."

Kaul answered very tactfully.

Dukel nodded with satisfaction.

After such a small episode, the two soon came to a huge mechanical workshop.

When they saw Gris in the workshop, the great sage was wearing dirty work clothes and busy next to a huge engine.

"Your Highness Dukel, and. Kaul?! Kaul, why are you here!" What surprised Dukel was that Gris was like seeing a ghost after seeing Kaul.

He shrank his neck, and then said stiffly,

"Kaul, you lunatic! What are you doing here?!"

"Gris, don't be so prejudiced against me."

"Madmen are not welcome here, Kaul, you are too extreme!"

"My colleague, you are too conservative. You just have limited ability, so you regard faith as a dogma that you dare not challenge. Your mind is bound-but it is not your fault, Gris, your mind is just imprisoned by the times."

"01110!"

"01001"

It seems that they realized that it was not decent to argue in front of the Primarch, so they suddenly switched to the binary language of the Mechanicus tacitly.

But now he understood why Gris still looked like he didn't understand Primaris even though he had asked him to consult Cawl.

At this moment, he was 22% sure that Gris had never looked for Cawl.

Looking at the two Mechanicus Archmagos who were arguing in binary language,

Dukel suddenly said,

"0010100."

The argument between the two Archmagos stopped abruptly.

"010011." Magnus, who was hanging on Dukel's waist, suddenly said.

The two Primarchs smiled at each other and once again felt the importance of mastering a foreign language.

"Okay, I didn't call you here to quarrel." Dukel patted the shoulders of the two Archmagos.

Seeing that they were silent and returned to a gentle, harmless nerd look.

Dukel placed Magnus's head on the table to show his respect for him.

Second Legion Science and Technology Research Group, start!