I cultivate mushrooms in warhammer

(PS: Key plot chapter, try not to skip this chapter.)

Space Marines are cool, there's no doubt about it.

In games and CGs, they wear heavy and sturdy armor, wield heavy bolters, are decisive, overcome obstacles, and kill enemies, leaving no armor intact.

Especially in the fan-made animation "Astartes," the Punishers Chapter, an original creation of the fan author, fully demonstrates the Space Marines' composure and swiftness.

But unfortunately, what lies before Li Nuo at this moment is not a game where he controls a Space Marine character to hack and slash, nor is it a CG filled with visual impact.

He must maintain prudence in handling correspondence and must not be careless.

As the top military force of the Empire, most Space Marine Legions are dissatisfied with the idea of "the Emperor letting mortals rule the Empire," but the Legions would never say so explicitly—except during the Horus Heresy.

This is an undeniable fact.

During the Horus Heresy, those directly affected by Chaos corruption were basically the Primarchs and the most elite Space Marines under the Primarchs.

But why did so many Space Marines who were not directly corrupted by Chaos join the rebellion?

Because every Space Marine has a scale in their heart.

000.M31, the first year of the 31st millennium, the Orkish Empire of Ullanor was dismantled by the Human Empire, and the Great Crusade of the Human Empire achieved brilliant success.

The Emperor transferred the command of the Great Crusade to Horus, appointing him Warmaster and making him the chief of the War Council.

At the same time, the Emperor did another thing.

He returned to Terra and established the earliest High Lords of Terra Council.

The control of the Primarchs and Space Marine Legions was retained in the War Council of Warmaster Horus.

The ruling power of other aspects of the Empire was completely transferred from the War Council to the High Lords of Terra Council.

This matter planted the seeds of rebellion in the hearts of many Primarchs and Space Marines.

Remember who had the power to appoint governors?

Before the establishment of the High Lords of Terra Council, the power to appoint governors of the Imperial worlds was in the hands of the Expedition Fleets.

Whoever discovered the world could decide the choice of governor.

But with the establishment of the High Lords of Terra Council, the Emperor transferred the power to appoint governors from the War Council to the hands of mortals in the High Lords of Terra Council.

This approach is equivalent to directly seizing the ruling power of the Imperial worlds from the Primarchs and Space Marine Legions, handing all these worlds over to mortals—except for the Primarchs' homeworlds and the Space Marine Legions' recruitment worlds.

Who could stand this?

Not to mention the Primarchs, even the Homelander wouldn't be able to stand it.

So, again, that's the saying.

In terms of managing the Empire, the Emperor doesn't know shit.

Li Nuo strongly suggested that the Emperor should pass the throne to the Thirteenth Prince—Roboute Guilliman—and then run to the Golden Throne and sit on it, preparing to sell hooks to the demons.

Of course, Li Nuo didn't dare to say these complaints out loud.

At this time, most of the Primarchs have a good relationship with the Emperor, and the Space Marine Legions are immersed in the glory and satisfaction brought by the Great Crusade.

Speaking his mind would get him boltered.

Writing it in a diary is also not an option, respectable people don't write diaries.

Back to the main topic.

Four official letters from the Space Marine Legions perfectly demonstrate the handling styles of these four Legions.

The first letter came from the Seventh Legion - Imperial Fists.

As the Space Marine Legion stationed on Terra for a long time, the Imperial Fists received the news earliest and responded the fastest.

The letter contains a large number of fanatical words, fully demonstrating the Legion's zeal and loyalty to the Emperor, which is in line with the Imperial Fists' style as ardent fans of the Emperor.

After finishing his meal, Li Nuo signed his name on the data-slate, indicating that he accepted the Imperial Fists' transaction invitation.

The second letter came from the Sixteenth Legion - Luna Wolves.

Reading this letter left Li Nuo with mixed feelings.

The previous letter was written by a scribe of the Imperial Fists, and after writing it, it was signed by the Imperial Fists' Primarch, Rogal Dorn.

But this second letter was a personal letter from Horus Lupercal, the Primarch of the Luna Wolves.

After writing this letter, Horus had it sent by a personal astropath, and the original letter will be delivered to the hive city by a special person.

What Li Nuo saw at the moment was a copy of the personal letter.

He read this letter from beginning to end a full five times, his thoughts fluctuating.

All the feelings can be described in one sentence:

If he hadn't known that Horus would rebel, Li Nuo would definitely have followed him.

Horus showed a strong affinity in the letter, taking Li Nuo's difficulties and visions into consideration from the perspective of a partner, and providing corresponding solutions.

Horus praised Li Nuo's scientific research spirit and spoke highly of the new synthetic starch.

He is willing to pay the full amount of the payment in a lump sum in the form of a cash transfer, the only requirement is to obtain the formula immediately.

Not only that, but he will also send a regiment of human auxiliary troops and a squad of Luna Wolves to be stationed on Epimethius, the expenses of these two armies will be borne by the Legion itself.

This move is both to protect Epimethius and to support Li Nuo.

Whoever dares to make trouble for Li Nuo, then sorry, the Luna Wolves will not be polite to him, even the Sector Governor must treat Li Nuo with courtesy.

Horus's corruption by Chaos was in 004.M31, about 18 years from now.

At this time, Horus combines wisdom, decisiveness, courage, and faith in one, and is the most dazzling existence among the Primarchs.

The image he showed in the letter is that of a good big brother who wants to accept a new little brother.

It's just a pity that if he follows Horus, he will definitely die very ugly in the end.

Li Nuo wrote a line on the data-slate with a tangled expression—"Pending."

"Eh? I thought you would agree to trade with the Luna Wolves. Lord Lupercal offered such generous terms, why are you hesitating?" Ti Duo sat aside, resting her head on Li Nuo's shoulder, and couldn't help but let out a soft sigh.

"Ti Duo, I heard a saying. Everything given by fate has already had its price marked in the dark. Lord Lupercal's generosity and kindness make me admire him. But I believe that there is no love for no reason, and there is no hate for no reason. I am worried that after accepting Lord Lupercal's generous conditions, he will ask me to do something that goes against my original intentions."

Ti Duo nodded in understanding:

"Mmm, I understand what you mean, you are worried that Lord Lupercal has other plans? After your reminder, I also have this feeling. I will discuss it with my father tomorrow to see how to reply to Lord Lupercal better."

"Okay, then I'll leave it to you." Li Nuo smiled and turned to the third letter.

This letter came from the Thirteenth Legion - Ultramarines, the Primarch is Roboute Guilliman.

During the Horus Heresy, Guilliman lost contact with Terra and mistakenly thought that the Emperor had died in battle, so he built the Second Empire in his territory.

Just as it was about to be completed, news came from Terra that the Emperor had not died in battle.

Guilliman immediately gave up building the Second Empire, destroyed all documents and materials, and set off to support the Emperor.

Secretly establishing the Second Empire does not mean that Guilliman joined the rebels, nor does it mean that he was corrupted by Chaos.

In fact, as of the 41st millennium, Guilliman is still an absolutely positive image, ruling the Human Empire as the Regent in place of the Emperor.

The third letter was also written by a scribe.

The difference from the first letter is that this letter from the Ultramarines is filled with the embellishments peculiar to nobles.

If all these exaggerated embellishments are removed, the fifty-odd lines of text will only have two lines left:

"We accept your offer and hope to reach an agreement as soon as possible. If we can obtain the formula early, it would be our honor."

Li Nuo circled these two lines and signed his name.

"Okay, only the last letter from the Space Marine Legion is left. Let me see who sent it."

Li Nuo swiped the screen of the data-slate.

The fourth letter jumped onto the "paper", Li Nuo's eyes flickered slightly.

This letter came from an unexpected Space Marine Legion.

Its name is—the Fifth Legion, White Scars.

Li Nuo stood up with the data-slate in his hand, paced back and forth in Ti Duo's puzzled gaze, carefully reading every line of the letter, his mind racing.

The Primarch of the White Scars is Jaghatai Khan.

Just by hearing the name, you know that this Primarch and Li Nuo have a long-standing cultural background before the crossing.

In the world before the crossing, the cultural changes of the Yuan Dynasty were the process of nomadic peoples gradually being assimilated into Han culture.

This is also reflected in Jaghatai Khan.

To put it bluntly, Li Nuo felt that his values were similar to Jaghatai's, and he and the other party were likely to become friends, or even reach an unbreakable alliance.

The most direct reason is that Jaghatai once revealed a real thought of his during the Horus Heresy:

The Emperor is not good, but Chaos is worse, so he will choose to be loyal to the Emperor.

Regardless of Jaghatai's other ideas, Li Nuo agrees with his real thoughts with both hands and feet.

Li Nuo thought that, including himself, there should be many cloud players who agree with Jaghatai's views.

For this reason, Jaghatai is regarded as a "sensible person in the Warhammer 30k era".

Another reason why Li Nuo values Jaghatai so much is:

Jaghatai Khan knows the essence of the Warp.

Before Jaghatai was found by the Emperor, he knew that there were real gods in the Warp.

After being summoned by the Emperor, Jaghatai joined the Empire, but scorned the "Imperial Truth" promoted by the Emperor and Malcador.

The Imperial Truth refers to:

There is nothing in the Warp, there is no extraordinary power and life, and the so-called gods and demons are just a kind of alien.

Because of his opposition to the "Imperial Truth", Jaghatai was often criticized by the Emperor in person.

Criticism aside, Jaghatai never abandoned his own judgment; he always felt that the lie of the "Imperial Truth" would be a disaster for the entire Imperium if it were exposed.

The Horus Heresy was the best example of this.

After the Great Heresy, Jaghatai became disillusioned with the Imperium's establishment of a state religion and decided to go it alone.

He adopted Guilliman's legion reform plan and divided the White Scars Legion into Chapters.

After completing this step, Jaghatai went out to hunt xenos, and eventually in M34, he chased the Dark Eldar into the Webway, disappearing without a trace.

Lino thought that when his wings hardened one day, he would also lift the balls of the Imperium and go solo, just like Jaghatai.

As an extreme materialist, Lino saw the Imperium, which practiced state religion, as the greatest heresy.

From the moment he transmigrated, Lino had been considering which Primarch to join.

The person he ultimately chose was Jaghatai Khan, whose values aligned with his own.

Facts proved that Lino's judgment was correct.

The White Scars' missives were written by scribes, containing 90% refined statements and 10% poetic statements.

In just ten lines, the matter was clearly stated, and two lines of poetry from ancient Terra's 0k to 2k era were quoted to express their anticipation for cooperation.

This missive may not seem gorgeous to some.

But in Lino's eyes, its style and weight were just right, perfectly fitting his heart and preferences as an "Eastern Transmigrator."

"Tydo, I will personally sign the White Scars Legion's trade agreement." Lino signed his name on the data-slate.

Tydo took the data-slate, tilted her head slightly, and said with a hint of a smile:

"You seem to be most satisfied with the White Scars' missive, the corners of your mouth are almost impossible to suppress."

"Is that so? Is my expression that obvious?" Lino touched the corners of his mouth, trying to flatten the curvature, but no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't completely erase the smile from his face.

Tydo chuckled a few times, and couldn't help but feel curious:

"It's really beyond my expectations. You are unwilling to trade with Lord Lorgar, and you don't want to personally respond to Lord Guilliman and Lord Dorn's envoys, but you care so much about the Khan. This Jaghatai Khan is the most unconventional of the 17 Primarchs. Why do you like him so much?"

"I have read Lord Khan's works and have a lot of understanding of their culture. I think it's very good, and I have long wanted to meet them and communicate…"

Lino said, and suddenly his expression froze:

"Wait, Tydo, you just said, how many Primarchs does the Emperor have?"

"17, what's wrong? Each Primarch has a Space Marine Legion, for a total of 17 Legions."

Lino's heartbeat accelerated uncontrollably.

No, no, no.

How could there be 17 Primarchs?

Excluding the Primarchs of the Second and Eleventh Legions, as well as Alpharius's brother Omegon, the gene-seed Primarchs displayed in the Imperium's public information should be 18!

How could there be 17!

Lino felt a little dizzy and slowly sat down, holding on to the back of the chair.

Tydo thought he was feeling unwell and quickly asked Brandy to bring a medical scanner.

"No, I'm fine, Tydo. I just ate a little too much and got carbon-dizzy." Lino rubbed his forehead and instructed Brandy not to bring the medical scanner, but instead to help him retrieve data related to the gene-seed Primarchs.

The servo-skull operated on the data-slate a few times, and a holographic table appeared in front of Lino, the table was from the list of gene-seed Primarchs and Space Marine Legions published by the War Council.

In order to prevent someone from impersonating the gene-seed Primarchs and Space Marines to do evil, the War Council would regularly update the identity codes, Legion identification codes, and other information in the list to help various Imperial worlds identify friend or foe.

Therefore, among groups at the governor level and above, the number of gene-seed Primarchs and Space Marines was not a secret.

No one knew the specific reason why the Second and Eleventh Legions were removed from the Emperor's list, and those who knew would never say it.

Although the governors were puzzled as to why the information of these two Legions was missing from the list, they wisely did not inquire, so as not to come into contact with information that would cause trouble.

In the list of Primarchs and Legions published by the War Council, there were only 17 Primarchs in total.

The missing Primarch was Alpharius, who should have been discovered and retrieved by Horus in 976.M30.

Not only did this Primarch not appear on the list, but his Space Marine Legion did not appear either.

In normal Warhammer history, the Alpha Legion was established before the Great Crusade and should have been taken over by Primarch Alpharius in 981.M30.

But now, Alpharius and the Alpha Legion were all gone!

This phenomenon was exactly the same as the situation of the Second and Eleventh Legions!

A chill went straight to the top of his head, and Lino felt for the first time that the direction of development was out of his control.

Without the Alpha Legion, who would destroy the Bone Drinker civilization?!

If the development momentum of the Bone Drinkers is not curbed, the Obscura Sector is very likely to see the bizarre scene of "I am Ak'Haireth, I am also Ak'Haireth, we are all Ak'Haireth". (Note)

Large beads of sweat appeared on Lino's forehead.

Tydo wiped his forehead with a handkerchief, her expression concerned and solemn:

"What's wrong with you? This is the first time I've seen you like this."

"I I'm fine, I just realized that there's something wrong with my experiment."

Lino held Tydo's hand and patted it lightly, slowly stood up, squeezed out a smile:

"I'll go to the lab first, and we'll talk after I'm done."

"Okay, good." Tydo hugged Lino lightly, "If you encounter a problem that you can't solve, tell me."

"Okay, I will, I'll go first."

Lino quickly left his residence, entered the private laboratory, sat down in front of the communication machine, and tapped on the keyboard.

He searched for words such as "Alpha" and "Alpharius" in different databases.

The search results were diverse, all unrelated to "Legion" or "Primarch."

Lino then found the list of Primarchs published by the War Council and confirmed again that there was no word "Alpha."

At this moment, he finally accepted the fact.

For some reason, the Warhammer world he was in did not have Alpharius and the Alpha Legion.

The Emperor announced to all mankind that there were only 17 Legions when the Great Crusade was just starting.

"Hiss————Hoo————"

Lino took a deep breath, slowly exhaled, calmed the agitation in his heart, and put aside all useless emotions.

Without the Alpha Legion, the Bone Drinker civilization can still be defeated, but the correct method needs to be adopted.

In Lino's impression, the Alpha Legion, in conjunction with the Adeptus Mechanicus, developed a phage-fungus virus that was only effective against Bone Drinkers.

The Alpha Legion spread this virus to all planets that might be invaded by Bone Drinkers.

The theoretical probability of this virus killing humans was 7%, but the probability of killing Bone Drinkers was 100%.

In the end, at the end of 989.M30, at the cost of a 7% decrease in the total population within the virus's spread range, the Alpha Legion completely eliminated the Bone Drinker civilization, for which the number of people who sacrificed may have exceeded one trillion.

Lino was preparing to draw on this idea and start developing a fungus that would destroy the Bone Drinkers.

In addition, if there is no Alpha Legion, then create a corresponding Ork clan yourself.

This clan should ideally have camouflage abilities comparable to the Alpha Legion, so that it can go deep into the infected area to investigate the infection path, and then prescribe the right medicine.

Lino looked at the fungus warehouse in thought, his eyes falling on the gene sample of the Mudmen.

Genetic recombination technology can fuse the genes of two organisms together.

Could he extract the Mudmen's transformation gene and fuse it to the Ork gene fragment?

A light appeared in Lino's eyes, and he felt that he had discovered something important.

Creating an Ork clan that can freely change its appearance seems not impossible.

Then the current focus is on the poison that will kill the Bone Drinkers.

"Let me think. After the Space Beast clan destroys the Oonai group's fleet, I can wait for the Bone Drinkers' fleet to come to my door. I must seize this opportunity to obtain the Bone Drinkers' samples, and then develop the poison specifically according to the Bone Drinkers' physiological characteristics and genetic defects."

Lino was immersed in conceiving the plan.

…

…

"Buzzing."

Delton's data-slate vibrated, and the governor's chief agent was accompanying Amy with her homework.

The place where the two were located was the residence in the first district.

After the lower hive and underhive stabilized, Delton took Amy back to the upper hive, and Amy enrolled in a nearby school and became a student at another academy.

Delton picked up the data-slate and looked at the message on it, his eyes slightly condensed.

"Search records related to 'Alpharius' have been detected, searcher's name: Lino Willsy. Number of searches: 65. Clear his search records?"

Delton clicked Clear, and all of Lino's related records of searching for "Alpharius" disappeared.

A smile appeared on the corner of Delton's mouth, and he shook his legs triumphantly.

"Oh, Dad~ I'm doing my homework, don't shake your legs." Amy clenched her fist and hammered her father's thigh.

Delton immediately stopped shaking his legs, smiled apologetically, and closed the data-slate and put it aside.

His legs were no longer shaking, but the smile on the corner of his mouth became even more triumphant.

Retirement life, so good.