"No response?"
Alexander frequently sent out psychic resonance through several nodes, but did not feel anything abnormal.
"That's right, there was no reaction at all. I just asked you to try to send out the psychic energy circuit of the same frequency."
"You wouldn't think that you can just skip basic training and operate thousands or even tens of thousands of brain circuit nodes."
With a smile on his face, the Emperor switched to the node circuit projected by another servo skull.
Alexander rolled his eyes and ignored him, and continued to perform psychic operations according to the instructions of the next projection.
From a few nodes at the beginning, to hundreds, thousands, tens of thousands, or even tens of thousands or hundreds of thousands of brain circuit nodes.
It only took Alexander a few hours.
And in the process, he has learned and firmly memorized the usage frameworks and basic models of many psychic power systems.
Even if he doesn't know the underlying logic of psychic power, there is no doubt that Alexander is already a qualified user of psychic power.
"Father, what happened to Alexander?"
Sanguinius jumped up from the sofa with lightning speed, spread his wings and quietly came to the Emperor's side without making a sound.
"This little guy trained for several hours and finally passed out from exhaustion."
The Emperor's hands clumsily lifted the sleeping Alexander and carefully placed him on the large bed in his private chamber.
"He took a nap when he arrived in the Baal System. He can persist until now and is really energetic."
Magnus scratched the head of the bed and reached out to smooth the messy hair on Alexander's forehead.
The last time he'd looked at Alexander like this, the man standing next to him was Rogal Dorn, the brother who couldn't talk and wasn't very receptive to psychic powers, compared to the Sanguinius of today.
Magnus felt that he still had great hope for the other brothers who had not yet returned.
"How about it, be good when he's asleep."
When Magnus saw the Emperor turning away, he secretly pinched Alexander's soft cheek and motioned for Sanguinius to try his hand too.
Sanguinius was obviously moved when he saw this scene, but he noticed that the Emperor's footsteps paused. He immediately shook his head at Magnus with a serious face, refusing like this.
"Okay, don't disturb him yet, you can come out and have a chat."
The Emperor walked out of the room quietly, speaking in a low voice.
"Okay father."
Magnus responded softly, retracting his hand and standing up to pull Sanguinius away.
"Shh~"
Sanguinius tiptoed to Alexander's bedside, knelt down on one knee and pulled at the edge of the bed, stretched out his hand to pinch his cheeks, played with his pouty lips, and even pulled a handful of his elastic ears.
"Let's go."
Sanguinius quickly completed a series of actions.
Under Magnus's stunned gaze, he walked out of the room with a solemn expression, as if nothing had happened, and gently closed the door.
"this..."
Magnus pointed at the door and choked up for a moment.
He knew that Sanguinius's personality was extremely inconsistent with his appearance, but he never expected that he would be so careless...
Forget it, just in case Sanguinius could notice it.
"Father."
Sanguinius walked out of the room first, followed closely by Magnus, who softly greeted the Emperor sitting on the sofa.
"Okay, sit down first."
The emperor pointed to the spacious sofa and motioned for the two of them to sit down.
"Magnus, the next place you are going to is the planet Barbarus, where you will meet another brother, Mortarion, who is watched by the evil god."
"Of course, it is Alexander's mission to pick him up. You need to follow orders along the way, clean up planets with subspace pollution, and work together with other legions."
"No problem, but what's going on with that evil god?"
Magnus had no objections to the current arrangement.
Compared to cleaning up aliens, Magnus actually prefers to clean up the contamination of the subspace. This kind of task kills two birds with one stone for him. He can not only study the subspace, but also cultivate Alexander's psychic power, making him more effective against the Thousand Sons Legion. Take heart.
"An evil god full of viruses and diseases, and that demon spine comes from his power."
The Emperor held his chin up and used his psychic power to once again predict whether there was any danger in Alexander's forward timeline.
However, there were no special abnormalities in the frequently hopping images and perceptions.
"You guys should be careful along the way. After discovering psychics, don't blindly allow dangerous existences just for the sake of experiments."
The Emperor specifically mentioned Magnus, this guy had a precedent.
"I know, I listen to Alexander."
Magnus could see that Alexander was more radical than he was, and reassured the Emperor again and again.
"Um."
The Emperor turned to look at Sanguinius, who was eagerly awaiting his mission: "The main task of the Ninth Legion at present is to adjust morale and expand the army, and to mobilize sufficient troops as soon as possible to participate in the Great Crusade."
"Yes, father."
Sanguinius's face softened a lot, and he asked tentatively: "I want to directly select the vampire warriors and pure-blood Baal warriors on the Baal moon to participate in the transformation of the Space Marines."
"No problem. As long as they pass the inspection and basic physical fitness selection, I will fully support your legion's Space Marine transformation surgery."
The emperor agreed immediately.
As a relatively stable Terran veteran, due to the brutality of the war, he began to suffer from blood thirst problems and became more frequent.
If warriors from the Baal moon are selected on a large scale, the problem of blood thirst will rapidly expand.
This was an inevitable situation that the Emperor had sensed through Alexander's memories, but this was the price to pay in order to take care of Sanguinius's emotions and the urgent need for troops during the Great Crusade.
To select adult warriors for space warrior transformation surgery, it is necessary to eliminate the method of cultivating space warriors' superhuman organs and then transplant them using biological wetware. Instead, the secondary development and cultivation of the organs is directly carried out in the bodies of adult warriors.
The emperor has prepared in advance the materials and equipment for the so-called blood coffin transformation surgery.
"I will arrange for Constantine Valdo to deliver to you the supplies and equipment necessary for the Space Marine transformation surgery."
"The Ninth Legion also has its own transformation surgery, you can choose it yourself."
The Emperor thought carefully and explained to Sanguinius the difference between blood coffin transformation surgery and ordinary Space Marine transformation surgery, as well as the impact of the warriors' personal experiences on the transformation.
"Father, I understand that this is a price that must be paid. I will explain it clearly to the soldiers and let them make their own choices."
Sanguinius is by no means an indecisive, benevolent and cowardly Virgin. He is first a warrior and a commander, and secondly what people call an 'angel'. "
It's not that he doesn't trust the veterans from Terra, but he doesn't want to abandon the warriors who have fought by his side for a long time.
