Chapter 669: Injecting Leina's genes!

"Bile?"

"Son?"

"Father?"

Fulgrim couldn't help but spit out three titles in a row, turning his head to look at the corner at the end of the dim corridor.

A figure twisted, sometimes splitting into three, sometimes merging into one, quite strange and twisted, vaguely surging with some aura from Slaanesh, but Fulgrim could perceive that the figure was resisting Slaanesh's gift and corruption.

So Fulgrim subconsciously thought it was Bile. Bile always refused to acknowledge the existence of the gods; Slaanesh's corruption always lingered around him, but Bile seemed completely unaware, as if nothing had happened.

"... Primarch?"

"Father?"

That figure walked out from the corner, looking at Fulgrim with some confusion.

That face, which looked extremely like a mixture of Tarvitz and Lucius, appeared and disappeared in the shadows.

Fulgrim was stunned for a moment, then realized that it was the Chapter Master of the Emperor's Children, Saul, who once claimed to be the son of Rogal Dorn but was actually his own Primaris descendant.

The clone Primarch felt ashamed and slightly annoyed for exposing his fragile side in front of his descendant.

If it were the real Fulgrim, he should draw his blade at this moment and cut off Saul's head swiftly and cleanly, to punish him for seeing his imperfect side.

Fulgrim had indeed done so.

Fulgrim could see from his memory that Fulgrim had swung his sword like this and cut off Eidolon's head...

That gloomy memory hovered in Fulgrim's mind, stimulating Fulgrim's nerves, turning into one or two low whispers that seemed to come from the depths of his soul, advising him to do something similar.

Ever since he beheaded that fake Ferrus on Long Linxing, whispers always sounded in Fulgrim's ears.

Fulgrim initially suspected that this was some kind of corruption, some kind of manifestation of falling, but he finally confirmed that he had not been influenced by the outside world; no extra power from the Warp had invaded his mind.

Later, he suspected that he had awakened some kind of psychic talent, but Fulgrim tried many times and never displayed any psychic power.

Finally, Fulgrim could only think that this voice was a part of his inner self, a subconscious of his, a side of his spirit, or in the worst case, a manifestation of those dark, terrifying memories of Fulgrim in his memory, a part of his dark, fallen, imperfect self, a thought that he was unwilling to admit but actually existed.

Fulgrim thought he should reflect on himself and correct his thinking.

He curbed his irrational impulses and instead looked at Saul with a smile.

"Saul, child, I cannot be both your father, your uncle, the shame you try to erase, the enemy you hate forever, the idol you can never forget, the object of jealousy, the role model you pursue, the resurrected purple phoenix, and the replica of the fallen poisonous snake."

Fulgrim chose to use a small, playful joke to cover up his embarrassment.

Saul's expression stiffened as expected; his feelings for Fulgrim were indeed that complex.

He regarded Fulgrim as an enemy, and the will of Tarvitz remaining in the depths of his soul was also the same. Fulgrim, as a clone of Fulgrim, always exuded a kind of perishable constitution.

Simply put, Fulgrim was like a young girl wearing only semi-transparent thin gauze, walking alone on the streets of the Slaaneshi daemon world in the middle of the night, with "easy to get pregnant" written all over her body.

For this reason, Saul was always full of suspicion, doubt, and vigilance toward this clone Primarch, worried that this clone Primarch would be corrupted and fall.

But Saul couldn't help but be attracted by Fulgrim's figure, instinctively loyal to him, obeying his orders, feeling honored for being by his side, and excited by his praise.

Coupled with those memories hidden in his gene seed, those memories of the perfect image of the purple phoenix in the past, they always echoed in Saul's mind and overlapped with Fulgrim.

Therefore, although Fulgrim's words had some playful components, Saul had to admit that Fulgrim was both the shame he tried to erase, the enemy he hated forever, and also his unforgettable idol, the role model he pursued, and... his respected father.

"The mechanical ark *King of Explorers* of Archmagos Belisarius Dora Cawl has arrived in the star system, and he will soon set foot on the Murder planet." Saul chose to forcibly shift the topic back to business to alleviate the strange feeling brought by the complex emotions in his heart.

"Faster than I imagined. It seems our Archmagos has made progress in the research of the arbitrary star gate again." Fulgrim said with a smile.

Saul nodded in agreement.

"Since Saint Doraemon ascended, many technologies that had been stagnant for many years have begun to develop again, artificial intelligence has also revived, many complex things in the past have become simple, and the power of the mini-Doraemons is even greater..." Saul's words carried some reverence.

But his words made Fulgrim frown slightly.

"Thou shalt not make machines that think like humans." Fulgrim said softly.

Saul showed a confused expression slightly.

"This is an ancient proverb passed down from the era of the Iron Man rebellion." Fulgrim said with a smile: "People often think this is to warn us to be vigilant that after machines have human thinking, they will exceed human control."

"But I think this sentence is not a warning to machines, but a warning to humans."

"When machines can replace humans in thinking, do humans themselves still need to think?"

"A human is a thinking reed; can a person who does not need to think still be called a human?"

"Conversely, can a machine that can think like a human be called a human more than a person who does not think?"

Saul was speechless for a moment.

Between a person who does not think and a machine that thinks like a human, which one can be called a human more?

"Saul, that person now allows artificial intelligence to revive, not because the problem of artificial intelligence has disappeared. Indeed, today artificial intelligence cannot betray humanity."

"But in our private meetings between Primarchs, we began to believe that the reason for the eruption of the Iron Man rebellion was not just because of the disloyalty of the Iron Men..."

"... Maybe that person allowed artificial intelligence to revive, just because before the crisis brought by artificial intelligence appeared, we were going to face a bigger crisis."

"So you must remember, machines can assist your thinking, but they must never replace your thinking."

"I understand, my Lord." Saul bowed his head to show humility.

Fulgrim showed some smiles slightly.

"From this point of view, artificial intelligence and gods are very similar."

Saul, hearing this, showed confusion again.

"Both are creating a wisdom that transcends humans, replacing the human brain to think."

"Whether it is toward artificial intelligence or toward faith, Cawl is the one who does it best." ===== CHAPTER 670 =====