Chapter 642: A Conversation with Perturabo

Yingzhou looked down at Rogal Dorn, and seeing the two of them starting to argue over this issue, he couldn't help but worry about seeing a scene he didn't want to witness, given what he knew of their past.

However, seeing Sanguinius looking as if he were accustomed to it, Yingzhou prepared to wait and see how things would play out and what kind of conclusion the two of them would reach.

Dorn stood up and went before Yingxin, the tip of his tactical knife pressing right against the safety valve of the Mechanical Wrist Guard.

Dorn scanned the Mechanical Wrist Guard on Yingxin's wrist, and after a few seconds of thought, he spoke this time in a blunt tone.

"You could try adding a safety lock to the little sister's wrist guard to prevent her from accidentally triggering it."

"Do you think this is building a city wall?"

Perturabo curled his lip, took off the little sister's Mechanical Wrist Guard, examined it for a long time, and muttered a sentence.

"However, the little sister's safety should indeed be considered."

Saying this, he turned and left; Yingzhou clearly had not expected such a result.

He had originally thought that after the two started arguing, he might need to intervene to end the dispute, but he hadn't expected them to just end it like this?

This left Yingzhou somewhat incredulous; Sanguinius seemed to notice Yingzhou's worry, shielded Yingxin with his right wing, and said to Yingzhou.

"Father, in reality, the relationship between Dorn and Perturabo is not as bad as you worry, Father. It is just that their verbal expressions might make people feel somewhat uncomfortable. At first, whenever they had disputes, Grandmother would also patiently guide them."

"Later, Grandmother discovered that, in reality, they just have a peculiar way of communicating, and neither side has any ill intent."

"Grandmother then felt at ease and urged them both not to let other matters affect the relationship between brothers."

Hearing this, Yingzhou couldn't help but nod, giving a mental thumbs-up to Mother Ying.

He felt that Mother Ying was becoming increasingly adept at taking care of the Primarchs; he hadn't expected her to be able to achieve a balance between two brothers so full of friction.

Just at this moment, Yingzhou saw a graceful figure walk out of the house, and upon seeing Yingzhou, Huang Xi even nodded to Yingzhou and said.

"Yingzhou, you're back! Mom will definitely be very happy tonight!"

"Mm, Sister-in-law, the Alien Race in the Sixth Defense Zone has already been dealt with, and some useful intelligence has been obtained; this trip was not in vain."

Huang Xi slapped her forehead with her palm and said.

"Oh my! I didn't know you were coming back; I'll go prepare some more..."

Before she finished speaking, Huang Xi returned to the kitchen again.

Yingzhou also returned to his room and began to check his harvest this time, first summoning the Primarch Ferrus Manus, placing this still-sleeping infant on his bed, and then sitting down at his desk to think about the path the Xiu Luo Saint Human race should take next.

While he was attacking other Alien Races, the other Alien Races were also fighting among themselves; according to the tasks currently issued to him by the Task System, to trigger a task, one must continue to attack other Alien Races, and only battles with the goal of eliminating other Alien Races will trigger tasks.

"Hiss... hoo..."

Yingzhou tilted his head back, looked at the pure white ceiling, and muttered to himself.

"Although I don't know if the speculation about that game is correct, considering the current situation, the goal of crusade against the Zerg cannot stop! And the Demon Alien Race! I had originally intended to deal with the Demon Alien Race after the Zerg were eliminated."

"However, I have changed my mind now; the progress on the Demon side must also be carried out simultaneously."

He must speed up the rate at which he obtains rewards, and not just because of the pressure brought upon him by the Cyberk.

There is also the intervention of mysterious forces when he obtains intelligence, which always makes him feel that the so-called game of these Alien Races might represent a deeper meaning.

Ninth Defense Zone Inner City Research Institute.

Yingzhou and Perturabo arrived at the entrance of the Research Institute, and the Modian soldiers on guard duty saluted Yingzhou upon seeing him.

"Emperor!"

"Father, why did you bring me here?"

Before coming, Perturabo had wanted to ask Yingzhou about his purpose in bringing him out, but he had been thinking in his heart whether asking his father like this would make his father feel offended.

It wasn't until the two arrived at the main gate of the Research Institute that Perturabo finally voiced his inner question to Yingzhou.

"Don't be reserved, relax. Although we don't meet often, as a family, you don't need to be so reserved."

Subsequently, Yingzhou explained his purpose in bringing Perturabo here.

"I heard from your grandmother that you are very fond of doing experiments; for example, Yingxin's Mechanical Wrist Guard was made by you yourself."

"Cough, that, that was just a wrist guard I designed during that period; it had no useful value. Seeing that the little sister liked it so much, I gave it to her. I had originally planned to throw it away..."

Hearing Perturabo's words, Yingzhou couldn't help but raise an eyebrow, a wave of internal mockery rising.

Good grief, he had heard from Sanguinius that it was clearly something Perturabo had meticulously designed and debugged many times before giving it to Yingxin.

How did it become a defective product to be thrown away when it reached him? This... this way of communicating is indeed a bit peculiar.

Fortunately, he knew from Mother Ying's side that Perturabo generally spoke like this, but in reality, he still very much wanted to integrate into the brothers.

In fact, this was indeed the case; with Angron and Horus around, the atmosphere at home was still quite good. Although Dorn would also bicker with Perturabo, this was because Dorn spoke straightforwardly, and Perturabo happened to like this way of speaking.

The relationship between the brothers was not as incompatible as Yingzhou had worried; just after dinner last night, Dorn had even wanted to help Perturabo add a safety lock to Yingxin's Mechanical Wrist Guard.

And facing the newly appeared Ferrus Manus in the family, Mother Ying did not ask much, and began to take care of her seventh grandson with practiced ease.

"Regardless, that Mechanical Wrist Guard of yours is very good. Since you like researching things so much, the Inner City Research Institute is just the stage for you to show your skills."

After hearing Yingzhou's praise, the corners of Perturabo's mouth curled upward involuntarily, but perhaps considering that Yingzhou was by his side, that trace of a smile vanished in a flash.

But it was still captured by Yingzhou. Seeing Perturabo like this, Yingzhou recalled his understanding of this Primarch.

He deeply longed for the recognition of his brothers and father, but because of his personality, things always went against his wishes.

"Alright, since you already know my purpose in bringing you here, what is your answer?"