Warhammer: Saving Humanity Begins with the Resurrection of Horus

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But Lynch is different.

Having witnessed the scene just now, both of them deeply felt the strong connection between the Primarch and Astartes. Basically, it can be said that apart from the First and Third Companies and Huron's die-hard loyalists who might hesitate or even attack, the other warriors would probably kneel down immediately.

"I have a question to ask."

Bell looked at Lynch, his tone tinged with nervousness.

"Lord Lynch... how long can you allow the Father of Genetics to remain within you?"

"It's thirteen minutes a day now, but if we don't care about the cost, it might be longer, but afterwards I'll fall into a short sleep."

Thirteen minutes.

Bell lowered his head and pondered for a moment.

"Thirteen minutes...that's a bit of a stretch."

"Therefore, we need to prepare in advance. What we need is not a direct public display of divine power, but a coup, a coup that Huron and his loyalists are caught off guard by."

Lin Qi could see through their attitude. Their hesitation wasn't due to fear of failure, but rather... their worry that Lin Qi might run into problems during the process.

This is the effect of the connection between the Primarch and Astartes. Lynch himself is just a mortal in their eyes, but he has the Primarch's aura and can even have the Primarch possess him briefly. To them, this mortal is half a Father of Genesis.

“You don’t need to worry about my safety; this is also what your father wanted.”

Bell and Eric exchanged a glance, both still showing some hesitation.

"Perhaps I can find a way to take that Huron down with me..."

"What about the shame? The things Huron did won't disappear. Only an internal purge, a self-inflicted wound by the Claws of the Stars against their own past, can wash away that shameful history."

Lin Qi looked at the two of them and uttered his final words of advice.

This statement successfully convinced Bell and Eric to make up their minds.

"Do you want to bring shame upon the father of your genes?"

"no way."

Bell gritted his teeth as he uttered the word, his aged face displaying an unprecedented firmness and determination.

Eric didn't speak, but his expression said it all.

"Then the next thing is simple. I will contact my people, change the plan, and have them get in touch with the mourners."

Lin Qi took a deep breath and began to explain his plan in detail.

“Bell is tied up here and not needed in the early stages of the plan, so just pretend nothing happened. As for Eric, I need you to help me contact those trustworthy warriors. I will personally intervene. You don’t need too many of them, around a hundred will do, but there’s only one requirement: they must be absolutely trustworthy.”

Eric and Bell both nodded, indicating that they understood.

"We'll decide on the timing of our operation once we've finalized our manpower. Eric, remember, you must find someone you can trust. If there's a mole, Huron won't give us a second chance after we've alerted him."

“I understand. Please rest assured, there are many people within Star Claw who are not so loyal to Huron and have the aura of the Father of Genetics. It is not difficult to turn them against their will.”

"That's good. Once you've gathered enough people, get them together. As for the reason..."

"That Imperial Guard."

Bell suddenly spoke up at this moment, interrupting Lynch's thoughts.

“Although I only heard some information from Eric, I also know that your companion is a member of the Imperial Guard, Lord Lynch.”

Lynch nodded, looking at Bell, wanting to know what insights he had.

"If you want to gather a group of people, then hunting down an enemy that is very important to the chapter is the best reason. It just so happens that your original purpose in coming to Starclaw was to rescue the enemy, right?"

Lynch frowned slightly. Bell's suggestion was good, and rescuing Gawain was one of his main objectives. However, there was a problem: how could they rescue Gawain without exposing themselves?

"As servants and laborers, we are responsible for the cleaning and maintenance of the entire Thorn Royal Court."

"you mean......."

"As far as I know, your companion should be the one captured by Salkota. As the chief scribe of our Star Claws' think tank, he is the only one capable of capturing a member of the Imperial Guard head-on after Bell was imprisoned."

Eric spoke up, helping Lynch fill in the second half of the plan.

"Your partner has been interrogated by him, and the interrogation room is located next to his meditation room. I can use the system to move your work location nearby, and you will have a break of about one Terra hour during the work process."

Where is his meditation room?

"The Meditation Tower, but I don't know the specific rooms either. You'll have to explore them one by one."

"In that case... it's not unexpected."

After a moment's thought, Lin Qi understood what he needed to do in this plan.

"If I can find that meditation room, I can find a way to rescue my companion."

"But there is still a risk, I think..."

"No, this is how it is. Opportunity knocks but once. And although I am just a mortal, I am quite confident in my stealth abilities."

Lin Qi took a deep breath and said this.

Chapter 39 First...Second...

Lynch returned to his room.

Eric erased all traces of their conversation, using his authority and psionic abilities to make the reality of Lynch being called away alone disappear, replacing it with a different reality that wouldn't arouse much suspicion or attention.

Lynch was not called away by an Astartes. He chose to leave his post because there was a problem with his identity information being entered into his system. After it was re-entered, he was put back into his team.

As for why there was a problem with the identity information entry...

So naturally, the machine spirit suddenly became displeased for some reason.

Upon arriving at the dormitory, Lin Qi extended a finger and pressed it onto the fingerprint lock on the door.

"Click."

The door lock opened, and Lin Qi reached out and pushed the door open, but the first thing he saw was not the dimly lit room, but a large face with a ghostly expression under the light.

"Fuck!"

"What's all the fuss about?"

"Brother Lin Qi, you're not dead?!"

Lin Qi's eye twitched, and he also began to wonder what kind of ending had been spread about him here during his absence.

"What do you mean?"

"No, weren't you suddenly called away? Then someone, probably an old man or something, said that others had been called away before and never came back."

Kahn scratched the back of his head a little embarrassedly, looked at Lin Qi, and chuckled awkwardly.

"It's good that you're alright. I thought I'd have to stay in a single room as soon as I arrived."

"Isn't this great? Aren't you happy?"

"How could that be! We're roommates, like brothers."

Kahn patted his chest and spoke with righteous indignation.

However, he soon came closer, looking shifty and carrying a square-shaped nutrient block that he had taken out from under his pillow.

"But Brother Lin Qi, tell me what you've been up to. I'm just curious. If it's inconvenient, don't tell me."

"Hehe, you really want to know."

Lynch looked at Kahn, a slight, almost imperceptible smile curving his lips.

Without any hesitation, he took the nutrient block from Kahn's hand, then opened his mouth and took a large bite.

The smell of plastic is mixed with a small amount of oily aroma, and there is also a faint salty taste.

Lynch chewed quickly, and when his saliva successfully softened the dry matter, he used his tongue and the muscles in his throat to forcefully swallow it.

"Tell me, Lynch brothers, I'm really curious."

"...Okay, I'll tell you a secret. The reason I left just now was because I went to Caliban and got a little secret about the First Legion."

Upon hearing Lynch's words, a blank look appeared on Kahn's face. He didn't know what the Caliban was, nor what the First Legion was, so naturally he didn't understand what Lynch was talking about.

However, not knowing the meaning of the sentence did not prevent him from understanding that Lin Qi had just played a little joke on him.

"Oh my god, really? Brother Lin Qi, are you kidding me?!"

Kahn shook his head, his tone tinged with dissatisfaction.

"If you don't want to talk about it, then don't. Why bring up the First Legion and their little secrets? Even if their little secrets are spread all over the place, it has nothing to do with us."

No, if it's really spreading like wildfire, then it's very relevant.

Lynch mentally grumbled for a moment, then shook his head and stopped joking with Kahn.

"It's nothing really. There was just a problem with my identity entry. You know, those old things are prone to errors when used too much, just like an axe will rust after being used for a long time."

"Oh, I see... Oh, really, I was quite startled at first, I thought something had happened to you."

Kahn said that after satisfying his curiosity, he obediently went back to his own bed, covered himself with the blanket, and prepared to rest.

However, before going back, he left behind the nutrient block that Lin Qi had taken a bite out of.

Lin Qi was slightly taken aback, then gently shook his head, picked up the nutrient block, and took another bite.

The taste was truly indescribable.

After thoroughly consuming him, Lin Qi commented as follows.

After wiping his mouth, Lin Qi didn't rush to begin his actions. He lay on his side on the bed, waiting until a deafening snore began to echo in the room before slowly extending his left arm and gradually rolling up the sleeve.

"Horus."

"exist."

"Help me keep watch."

"it is good."

Having received a reply, Lin Qi felt relieved. He looked at his bare left arm, and a faint silvery-white glint began to shine from his dark eyes.

There is a noticeable scar on the inside of the exposed left arm. Judging from the marks around the scar, it should have appeared recently and healed in no more than two days.

The temperature began to drop slightly, causing Kahn, who was already fast asleep, to sneeze. He instinctively pulled the blanket tighter around himself and mumbled in his sleep.