Warhammer: Saving Humanity Begins with the Resurrection of Horus

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"Are you literate?"

Lin Qi blinked, realizing something was wrong.

grass.

It seems I underestimated the impact of the Primarch's aura on Astartes; this can't be explained simply by its pleasing appearance...

Lin Qi's lips twitched. He took a deep breath and then slowly shook his head.

“I can’t read, sir.”

"Is that so...? Okay, you can go to team number five."

A hint of regret flashed in Babur's eyes, while Lynch looked at the fifth team he had been assigned to. He breathed a sigh of relief when he discovered that it had the most people, and that there were also people whom Lox had gathered in advance who were also "cleaners" like him.

In the end, my wish came true.

Lin Qi quickly joined the group, and then, led by an older, better-dressed mortal, they left and headed towards the various groups' accommodations.

Hey, bro.

Walking in the group, Lin Qi suddenly felt someone elbow him twice, which made him turn his head and see a big face smiling at him.

Being chosen as a servant of the chapter, even if it's just a cleaner, means you won't be too bad-looking, at least not ugly. After all, the people you'll be serving are the Astartes of the Starclaws, and the nobles of Demer wouldn't lack such political awareness.

But looking at the big face in front of him, Lin Qi couldn't help but feel an urge to punch it.

The reason is quite simple: when this face smiles, it gives off a strange sense of snobbery and lewdness.

However, Lin Qi managed to suppress the impulse. He gave a professional smile, looked at the large face in front of him, and spoke politely.

"What's matter?"

"Don't be so cold, brother. We'll be colleagues from now on, serving the angel together. We should get to know each other better."

The owner of the big-faced man said this, and for some reason, his voice sounded rather smug.

“My name is Kahn, brother…”

"Wait, what did you say your name was?"

"Kahn, brother, you happen to know me?"

"I don't know him, but I've heard of someone with a similar name to you. My name is Lin Qi. By the way, brother, can I ask you something? Are you really good at wielding an axe?"

Looking at Lin Qi, who was asking him with a serious expression, Kahn touched his nose somewhat embarrassedly and chuckled.

"Brother, how did you know? Don't let my current job as a cleaner fool you. I used to be involved in gangs, and I was a pro at using the War Axe back then."

Kahn said with a sigh, while scratching the back of his head.

"However, I was later defeated by a rival gang and captured. Then I was bought by a master of the nest and became a slave. I was ambitious and did a good job cleaning for the master, so he gave me the opportunity to serve the angels."

Gan.

Lin Qi was at a loss for words. Even though Horus told him that the man next to him, Kahn, had no trace of Chaos corruption and was just an ordinary mortal whose name matched perfectly, he still found it hard to keep his composure.

After all, the chosen one, the antisocial dog-headed man sitting on the brass toilet, was also named Kahn...

Traitor, Kahn.

I never expected that this small place like Badab would be so full of talented people.

Lynch shook his head. Kahn, who was standing next to him, seemed to have started talking non-stop because someone had spoken to him.

Lynch gave half-hearted replies, silently memorizing the surrounding routes and landmarks along the way, and occasionally asking Horus if he had made any unexpected discoveries.

They walked like this for over an hour before finally stopping in front of a long corridor.

Lin Qi stared intently and noticed that on both sides of the corridor were rows of iron doors, which were actually individual rooms, numbering around fifty.

"This is your dormitory, two people per room. You can rest here for half a month in Terra, and then I and the other managers will come to show you your work. Finally, we'll go have dinner."

The person in charge faced them and spoke in a calm voice.

Whispers broke out among the group. Kahn excitedly nudged Lynch again, his big face beaming with a bright smile.

"Brother, it's a double room. I used to stay in an eight-person room at Master Shangchao's place."

"Ah...yes, that's great."

Lin Qi spoke, his expression gradually becoming serious.

In the hour they had just walked, they had already explored a considerable area within the Thorn Court, even passing by a hangar where Thunderhawks were parked. However, neither Lynch nor Horus, who could scout regardless of terrain, had found anything.

In other words, to find Gawain, you need to find a way to go to more places.

He had to speed things up within a day.

Lin Qi slowly exhaled, thinking to himself.

Chapter 33 Think Tank

"114612, 114623."

The servo skull emitted a cold, mechanical electronic voice, guiding Lin Qi and his roommates to the door of the dormitory assigned to them.

Room 11 is excellent. No matter whether it's addition, subtraction, multiplication, or division, the sacred number of any evil god cannot be derived using numerology.

Under the guidance of the servo skull, Lynch and his roommate registered their fingerprints. Then, with a crisp "click," the iron door, which had been tightly fitted to the surrounding walls, automatically opened a small gap, allowing someone to push it open and enter the room behind it.

Lin Qi pushed open the door and went in first.

His roommate followed closely behind and, upon entering the room, occupied the bed closest to the door.

"Frog Fun, this bed, this fabric, no wonder you're an angel! You've arranged such good accommodations for us cleaning staff!"

Kahn spoke excitedly, sat down on the mattress, and slapped it repeatedly with his hands.

"It's as soft as a girl's breasts."

Lin Qi sighed slightly. He hadn't expected to be assigned to the same dormitory as Kahn. What was this? Fate?

However, given the other party's carefree nature, it might be harder for them to be discovered when I engage in certain activities later on.

Walking to the only remaining bed in the room, Lin Qi casually tidied up the bedding to make it look neater.

Serving as a servant in the Star Claws chapter requires no personal items. Apart from yourself, everything else, whether it's clothing or anything else, is provided by the Star Claws.

Kahn continued rambling on, but gradually he noticed that Lynch seemed less interested in talking, so he simply shut up and began to imagine his wonderful future.

Ten minutes later, the closed door opened automatically, and a warband servant brought them the clothes they needed to change into—a long-sleeved shirt and trousers made of brown linen, which looked very sturdy and durable.

After delivering the clothes, the warband servant left. Judging from the automated trailer that followed him, he was responsible for delivering clothing to everyone living in this dormitory area. There was still a considerable amount of work to be done.

Kahn closed the door, quickly changed his clothes, and Lynch also took a deep breath, took off his own clothes, and put on the "uniform".

Hmm, it feels alright, not particularly skin-scratching.

Lin Qi nodded in satisfaction, thinking to himself.

After changing his clothes, Lin Qi waited quietly. About ten minutes later, someone should come to inform them and then take them to familiarize themselves with their work.

But at that very moment, the door to the room opened once again.

"114623."

The servo skull flew in; judging from its appearance, it was the same one that had guided them to their dormitory earlier.

"Someone looking for you."

?

Lin Qi frowned slightly, a bad feeling rising in his heart.

He obediently followed the servo skull out of the room, across the corridor, past the assembly hall, and finally arrived at a corner.

Astartes, clad in silver-white power armor, stood silently, seemingly having been waiting for some time.

"Lin Qi, hello."

Without any code name, the Astartes addressed Lynch by his name.

So far, only two Astartes should know his name if they haven't chosen to reveal it.

The first one is Asford, who asked Lynch's name outside the Thorn Court, so he would know.

As for the second one, it was the Astartes named Eric whom he bumped into at the corner.

When Asford came to see him, he called out his name, so it's quite possible that the other party heard it and knew about it.

“I’m Eric, do you remember me? The one around the corner.”

really.

Lin Qi sighed inwardly, but on his face he wore a standard, fearful expression.

"Of course I remember, sir. Please forgive me if I offended you in any way. I..."

"Don't get me wrong, I'm not here to cause you trouble."

Eric spoke gently as he removed his helmet, revealing a face with a scar running through his left cheek. However, the scar did not appear fierce; instead, it looked rather resolute.

"I heard you were assigned to be a servant or laborer. How does that feel?"

"I haven't learned about the job details yet, but the accommodation seems quite good..."

"Oh, I see. Would you be interested in working for me?"

The sudden change of topic startled Lin Qi. He thought to himself that something was wrong, so he quickly lowered his head in a panic, his voice trembling.

"Lord Eric, I..."

"Don't panic. I have no ulterior motives. My attention to you is simply because... well, I've noticed that you seem to possess some unique talent."

Eric began to speak, his tone casual and relaxed.

“I am a think tank member of the Star Claws, so in some ways I am more perceptive than my other brothers, which is why I can sense the unique talent in you.”

“You may not be aware of your talent, but I can sense it. Our Star Claw has always been looking for people like you to train and help them master this talent.”

Eric didn’t explicitly say what he meant by “talent,” but Lynch knew it himself.

It's almost certainly psychic energy.

Good heavens, I really didn't expect that Huron, that ambitious guy, would actually be secretly training ordinary psychics into his own private army.