Traveling through the Warhammer world, but I didn’t cry.

This good attitude only lasted for 5 hours, and then only Chagatai's depressed sighs were left in the room. Every time he finished processing a decree, he looked at the clock and found that after only a few seconds, he stopped. An even more distressed wail came out of his throat.

Ding bell, the black stone bell installed on the table rang suddenly. This was the dedicated line Odemeyer called. Only extremely important matters would allow Odemiel to use this communication device.

"Don't deal with the documents now. Come to the underground research institute quickly. I have good news for you."

Odemair's voice reached Chagatai's ears, and an uncontrollable smile broke out on his face when he heard the words that there was no need to deal with documents.

As soon as he finished speaking, Jaghatai rushed out of the room. The Wailer who was guarding the door did not react at all. He stared blankly at the wide open door and the empty room. After admiring the speed of the original body, he entered The chamber took over the government affairs that the Primarch was dealing with.

Five minutes later, Chagatai had already run into the underground research institute. He moved his somewhat stiff limbs and enjoyed the unrestrained feeling that running brought him.

Perturabo and Dorn appeared behind Jaghatai thirty seconds later. The two men's faces were not good-looking. Their eye circles were slightly black, especially their fingers. Jaghatai could tell that the two of them were trying their best. Control the finger holding the pen so that it doesn't tremble slightly.

"I guess there must be so many unprocessed files on your desk that they can form a fortress, right?"

"At least it's much better than rolling the documents into rolls and sticking them together like cannon barrels."

The two primarchs began bickering as soon as they met, and Jaghatai was quite happy to see them bickering.

You must know that Perturabo would not have said these words in the past. He would only huddle in an inconspicuous corner and scan everyone with his device, and finally leave sulking and with a dark face.

"The research results this time must be related to Fulgrim." Jaghatai's words intervened between Dorn and Perturabo, ending their quarrel.

"I think so. Maybe Fulgrim's soul has returned to his body." Perturabo replied.

"In fact, we have achieved more results this month than you thought." Odemaire's voice came, and Perturabo's lowered eyes widened, shining with a faint light of admiration.

Odemeyer was followed by Lin Fan, Fulgen and Fabius.

Fulgrim was not in a good condition. After merging his soul, he also fused all his memories. He clearly remembered the ridiculous things he did in the subspace. When he looked at his brothers, he only felt overwhelmed and embarrassed.

"Welcome back, brother."

The three original bodies spoke in unison, each with different emotions in their words.

Dorne is blunt, Jaghatai is polite, and Perturabo's emotions are more complicated.

Holding Fulgrim's hand tightly, Perturabo looked at his brother seriously, "You finally changed back from that disgusting eel, and I am no longer mentally disabled."

This half-joking remark made Fulgrim laugh out loud. He smiled softly and shed tears. He hugged Perturabo with his backhand. Just as he was about to say something, he heard Perturabo's warning.

"If you dare to call me fourth brother, I will definitely kick you hard."

"Okay, okay." Odemeyer clapped her hands, and she urged, "You can catch up on old times later, but first come over and take a look at our research results."

Following Odemeyer into the research institute, it was full of research documents related to Space Marines. These were the results of Fabius's research in subspace. He informed Odemeyer of all this knowledge.

Fabius wanted to create a perfect new human being, and what human being could be more perfect than the Golden Man of the Golden Age?

Fabius applied for research the first time he saw Odemeyer, hoping that Odemeyer could lie on his operating table.

Of course, there was no need for Odemeyer to take action. Perturabo's big flying kick made Fabius's eyes clear.

Lin Fan felt that Perturabo actually wanted to study the structure of Odemaire, but Perturabo was too shy to speak.

"After understanding all of Fabius's research, combined with history, and some little knowledge of Lin Fan, I finally found the root reason why Space Marines are not susceptible to chaos corrosion." Odemeyer unfolded the screen to only show A high-definition picture of something.

Gene seeds.

If this thing is taken out alone, it looks quite strange.

The pink ball can be held just right in the hand of the Space Marine. The ball has three yellow dots and several smooth tentacles.

This thing was unremarkable in the eyes of the Primarchs. They had seen enough of these things when they formed the Legion.

"This is the key to the Space Marine's resistance to contamination. If you want a clear enough example, I can briefly illustrate it with the example of vaccination against smallpox."

The primarch slowly raised his hand, and Odemeyer tilted his head to listen to what interesting questions they would ask.

"What is cowpox? What is smallpox?"

These questions confused Odemeyer for a while. Lin Fan leaned into her ear and whispered, "They know nothing about the past situation. You can't expect them to know such distant things. You need to know the Mechanical God The priests who study the fossils on Terra can come up with extremely evil papers."

For example, regarding the issue of monkeys, the current mainstream view of the Mechanicus is that the tail bones of monkeys are regarded as deadly weapons like spears, but Lin Fan was not prepared to tell Odemeyer such a trivial matter.

There was no other way, so Odemeyer could only tell the primarchs the story of how the people on earth defeated smallpox in the past.

"Isn't this Edward Jenner really the champion of Nurgle? By infecting weak diseases to others to avoid more serious diseases?" Jaghatai frowned. He had fought several battles with the Death Guard. Be cautious about any disease.

But who could explain the impact of subspace on human beings in 1796? Odemeyer could only sigh and lament the rigidity of the original body's thoughts.

"Go beyond the phenomenon and look at the essence! Am I chatting with the Grand Inquisitor of the Tribunal?" Odemair patted the table dissatisfied. She was almost out of patience.

"The subspace pollution is smallpox, and the gene seeds are cowpox. The Space Marines' resistance to subspace pollution is because... they were already slightly contaminated when they implanted the gene seeds..."

Perturabo's answer satisfied Odemair, and she gave Perturabo a smile of recognition. The two of them looked as warm as a teacher and a student.

It could be seen that Perturabo was greatly admired by Odemeyer. His shy smile made Jaghatai next to him almost dislocate his jaw.

Gene storage gland, which contains gene seeds (the vaccine is just a conjecture, there is no official statement)