Warhammer 40,000: Mortal Gods

Dinner is over.

Elsa put away the dishes as usual.

She had no need to do this, but she felt that she could teach the Primarchs how to take care of themselves, how to live like mortals.

In order to do this, Aisha even had the logistics machine print twenty-one sinks long ago.

The little Primarchs lined up and were taken to the kitchen by Ms. Aisha, and then came to the sink to wash their dishes as usual.

But considering that the Primarchs were not mortals after all, this kind of thing would only be done after dinner.

While the original bodies were washing the dishes carefully, Qin Mo was ready to leave, but Aisha found him.

When Qin Mo thought Aisha had something to request, the lady's first words were about Luo Jia.

"You seem to be too harsh on Luojia..."

Hearing what Aisha said, Qin Mo answered without hesitation.

"Luo Jia is a typical person who takes the hard and doesn't take the soft. Trust me."

With that said, Qin Mo turned around and collected the hair of the original body that he had collected.

These hairs would allow the Emperor to test the physiological state of the Primarchs in the laboratory, and then determine whether the Primarchs were growing up healthily, although the Emperor said this: "If their physiological state indicates that they are ready for war, they We must participate in the war of unification.”

When the emperor said this before, Qin Mo picked at the corners of his eyes and responded to him calmly: "Really? I thought you wanted to observe whether the original bodies were growing vigorously. I think you seemed to care about this. thing."

While tidying up his hair, Qin Mo said to Aisha: "You should also be tougher on Luo Jia. I know you feel that your strength is not enough for you to be tough in front of him, but believe me, even if you are just in terms of momentum, If you are better than him, he will be honest."

Hearing this, Aisha was silent for a moment.

How could she not know the personalities of the originals when she had taken care of them for such a long time.

only……

For these Primarchs, transhuman.

There was a trace of fear in Elsa's heart.

That is the fear that mortals will inevitably feel when facing the Primarchs, just like the fear that mortal bodies will feel when facing demons.

Caring for the Primarchs would keep this fear in check, but when Elsa did give a primarch a harsh lesson, she would uncontrollably wonder if she could do so.

"Look. The Primarchs had hair and muscles when they were babies." Qin Mo grasped a handful of hair, "I don't know if this is the Lord of Thunder's bad taste or something. Maybe he has watched Spartan 300 Warriors spoof version.”

Aisha covered her mouth and chuckled, then took out a roll of towel from her waist and rolled the hair of the original body in Qin Mo's hand into it to make it easier to store and carry.

After finishing his work, Qin Mo turned around and left the dimension space.

The Primarchs also finished washing the dishes.

"Time for bed kids."

Aisha walked towards the kitchen.

The little primarchs lined up in a long line as usual and walked towards the accommodation area in the castle.

Elsa walked ahead holding an oil lamp.

Whenever she passes by a room with the Q version of the Primarch's avatar printed on it, there will be one or two less Primarchs behind Elsa.

When they reached the twentieth room, Elsa was left alone.

But today is not over yet.

Elsa returns to the first room at the end of the corridor.

"Are you asleep, Ryan?"

The door was pushed open, and Ryan on the bed heard Aisha greeting him. He turned over and covered his head with the quilt: "Sleep."

Elsa smiled and sat down in front of the bed, took out a book from her arms, and then began to tell: "Tell me about yesterday's knight story..."

"I'm not a kid like my brothers." Ryan still covered his head. "I don't need a story to fall asleep on my own."

"You always refuse, but you still listen when I insist." Elsa smiled and continued to tell, "The knight named St. John finally came to the dragon's lair under the guidance of the great magician, and headed towards the dragon's lair deep in the lair. The evil dragon challenges. The evil dragon is extremely powerful and possesses earth-shaking destructive power. It can raise its hand to release thunder and lightning that will cause the earth to collapse..."

"What kind of dragon can destroy the world and release thunder and lightning?" Ryan questioned in the quilt, "What a childish story."

Elsa smiled and shook her head and continued.

Until St. John sealed the evil dragon, Elsa listened to Ryan's breathing before getting up and leaving the room, closing the door gently.

She returned to her room, picked up a book about a saint from ancient times of mankind who was famous for his poverty and pure asceticism, and went to the room where the second small primarch was.

Until another original body was coaxed to sleep, Elsa stood up and left the room, gently closed the door, returned to her room, and picked up a book.

Each Primarch has a favorite bedtime story.

Of course, whether or not a Primarch expresses his or her willingness to listen.

Elsa didn't return to her room until all twenty-one Primarchs were lulled to sleep by bedtime stories.

Rub your shoulders and stretch your neck, then sit at your desk and write today's journal about the Primarchs.

When a mechanical bird came in and out of the clock on the wall, Elsa got up and walked out of the room to the corridor with an oil lamp.

"Are you all asleep?"

Elsa asked.

no respond.

Until about half a minute later, a voice came from a certain room: "Asleep, madam."

"Don't hang around the cliff tonight, Curze."

Aisha returned to her room with the lamp in hand and officially started to rest.

Aisha didn't know that every Primarch lying on the bed in the Primarch's room opened his eyes after hearing the sound of Aisha's steady breathing while sleeping.

The day in the dimension space ended successfully.