Warhammer: In the Name of Nirvana

Chapter 541 The rate of plagiarism in your graduation project is...

"One hundred percent?"

"Ha!"

"Excuse me, as long as it is related to psychic energy or the warp, its success rate and safety are basically impossible to be one hundred percent: I am really surprised that you would be defeated by this simple truth, Ahriman."

"I am also surprised that you would speak so simply, Yesugei."

"That only shows that you have some mainstream misunderstandings about my legion, brother."

The chief storm prophet of the White Scars Legion sat in his seat, without a helmet, revealing his weathered face. His armor was also mottled and covered with jingling runes and ornaments.

But Ahriman knew very well that those runes and ornaments were not just decorations: the Thousand Sons had exchanged psychic skills with Yesugei many times, and the intensity of this exchange was no different from actual combat. He clearly remembered what Yesugei could do with these runes and ornaments.

Just as he clearly remembered, Yesugei's weather-beaten face was not the premature aging that was unique to the White Scars, nor was it due to other reasons: it was simply because the chief storm prophet was already very old, and he might even be the oldest among Chagatai Khan's close companions.

As early as when the Khan was young, Yesugei accompanied his Khan to conquer the grasslands of Chogris, and when the Emperor's fleet finally welcomed back another of his offspring, the age of the chief storm prophet was actually not suitable for the Astartes transformation operation.

But this grassland man finally made the choice that every White Scar would make: he fearlessly walked onto the operating table, and after experiencing double the pain, he came down alive, almost refreshing the upper age limit of the Astartes transformation operation.

In this regard, Yesugei surpassed the famous Luther and Kor Phaeron, because he was not a [Half-Astartes], but had undergone a full set of transformation operations and was a true Angel of the Emperor.

This experience almost made Ahriman think of another person involuntarily, that is, the captain of the Dawnbreaker Corps, Marshall, who rarely shows up on weekdays: even though Ahriman has been in the Far Eastern Frontier for half a century, he has rarely seen this second-in-command in theory of the Second Corps.

Even the First Company of the Dawnbreakers, which should be nominally led by Marshall, is actually managed by Lana: this general of the guards is the actual captain of the Second Corps and the second-in-command under Morgan.

The reason for this usurpation is not Morgan's exclusion of Terra's veterans, but purely Marshall's own powerlessness: as early as during the Unification War, Marshall was hit by a weapon that originated from the Dark Technology Age and could distort the lifespan of the flesh, which caused irreversible accelerated aging of his body, and even the Emperor could do nothing about it.

Today, this respected captain has completely lost his chance to fight on the battlefield. His muscles are almost collapsed, and his strength and speed may not be as good as a new soldier who has just undergone transformation. He relies entirely on the Primarch's persistent psychic means to maintain his vitality.

So, Marshall was finally arranged to a high position in the rear. Morgan really needs a trustworthy person to help her manage some problems in the rear of the legion. After all, the star maids are not suitable for all occasions.

But even so, this old man who is powerless is still widely respected in the entire Far East Frontier. Compared with the old immortal who is also old and weak and lives on the Primarch's shadow on the other side of the galaxy, Marshall's situation is undoubtedly much more relaxed.

"Tsk..."

When thinking of the name Kor Phaeron, even Ahriman couldn't help laughing, and when he thought that if Morgan and the Dawnbreaker hadn't come out, the legion he was originally going to exchange and study would be the Word Bearers, the Thousand Sons couldn't help but sigh at the impermanence of fate.

Inadvertently, his eyes passed by an empty seat on the left.

No one had sat there for a long time.

Because, since this hidden little rest day was chosen by the [psychic students] on the Morgan ship, those who can hold psychic gatherings and exchanges here have always been giants in various legions: either ruthless people with solid resumes, or simply the chief think tanks in their own legions.

Therefore, there are very few newcomers, but many old people have left empty seats after completing their studies and returning to their own legions: and the seat that Ahriman saw once belonged to Vandal, the chief think tank of the Word Bearers Legion. After him, there were few students sent by the 17th Legion who were worthy of attention.

It is said that it was because their first captain Kor Phaeron claimed that he had obtained all the essence of Avalon's psychic education from Vandal: from then on, the think tank of the Word Bearers could be completely self-sufficient.

This behavior made Ahriman more and more contemptuous of the entire 17th Legion. In the hearts of the Thousand Sons, they were almost reduced to the same status as the Space Wolves, or even worse: After all, no matter what Leman Russ said, the number of international students he sent to Avalon had never stopped, and both the quantity and quality were outstanding.

What’s more interesting is that although these wolf cubs are openly snarling at Ahriman, after witnessing the Thousand Sons’ abilities, they have attended all of his classes and are among the best in terms of course grades: Ahriman and these wolf cubs can even pinch each other’s noses to do some after-school tutoring.

And even better than these wolf cubs is the equally [barbaric] White Scars.

Or: Yesugei.

As one of the first students under Morgan, Yesugei completed his studies a few years ago and returned to his legion. With the strong support of the Primarch, he quickly established a complete think tank education system. After carefully examining this system and listening carefully to Yesugei’s many experiences and understandings of the Far Eastern border, and fully respecting Yesugei’s personal opinions, Chagatai Khan wrote a letter of recommendation to his blood relative.

Then, Yesugei followed the next batch of White Scars students and came together, but this time, he entered Morgan’s Psychic Academy again as a visiting professor, that is, Ahriman’s colleague.

The two of them soon became the real leaders of the entire academy, because Mobai's energy had to be dispersed on many things, and Ahriman and Yesugei were both people that the Lord of Avalon believed to be trustworthy.

So, with the help of these two [Deputy Deans], this closed-room psychic meeting system was thoroughly established: Ahriman would teach those psychic students various safe psychic systems, and at the same time, he would select those students who were talented, had good character, and most importantly, had the willingness, and absorb them into this small group, and explore more advanced psychic powers under the guidance of him and Yesugei.

The Spider Queen naturally knew about this matter, and she acknowledged it, and even personally joined this kind of gathering: Although the human empire does need a large number of [qualified] psychics, this does not mean that the empire will not need a group of real [elite] psychics. This simple truth is naturally understood by everyone.

Since exam-oriented education and master-apprentice inheritance each have their own advantages and disadvantages, let's keep both. Avalon has no shortage of this resource anyway, and the Primarch is very good at both systems: at least in Ahriman's view, the contribution of the Spider Queen to the Empire's psychic education system has surpassed his genetic father and even the Emperor.

Why do you say that?

Take a look at the private mortal auxiliary troops of each legion. These elite mortal troops basically have a considerable scale. Although their strength is not outstanding, they are safe and controllable psychic troops: some legions that are inherently opposed to psychics, such as the Emperor's Children or the Death Guard, will even outsource all psychic problems directly to their auxiliary troops.

(Yes, because the Emperor's Children believed that psychic power was essentially a kind of mutation and did not conform to their ideal of perfection, the Third Legion did not actually have a think tank organization. This was also one of the reasons why they fell so quickly in the original book: no one noticed that the sword was wrong.)

Not only this, but also in the hands of many legion technical sergeants, and even mortal auxiliary troops, each person had a rune alphabet; there was also a think tank system that most legions had already built and was operating well, with dozens or hundreds of think tanks in each generation of recruits; and under the order of the Terra government, the basic defense manual of the subspace was being printed and issued at an accelerated pace.

These subtle changes were completely invisible on the high-end battlefield, but it did start from the grassroots of the empire and change the living environment of psychics little by little: Ahriman saw all these changes happen with his own eyes, and he was also a strong promoter of all this.

Although he sadly discovered that the Lord of Mankind still did not allow psychic power to enter every corner of the imperial society, at least in the imperial army, psychic power was no longer something that people feared like a tiger, and even mortals had learned to face this power.

Ahriman knew that Morgan had reached his limit.

At the very least, psychics were no longer feared freaks. At the very least, they had received the treatment they were supposed to have in the army: legal status, widespread recognition, a complete operating system, and...

...

"Specialized weapons for psychics."

Yesugei absentmindedly played with the gun in his hand that didn't even have a trigger.

"We have held five meetings for this exclusive weapon, Ahriman, discussing and refuting each other over and over again, presenting our own views to each other, and then overturning each other's views: just like the children on this ship doing their graduation projects."

"I know."

Qianzi smiled.

"I have been invited by the mortal schools on the Aurora many times to attend their graduation projects as a guest. You know, I have a lot to say about poetry and medicine. And how many of those children who defended their graduation projects in front of me have become new Dawnbreakers?"

"So fast?"

"Not fast."

Qianzi leaned back and sighed.

"After all, I have lived on this ship for fifty years. My first batch of mortal friends have either died or gone to their special retirement worlds to live out their lives in the sunshine on the beach or the light mist in the valley. There are still a few people who led the younger generations of their families to choose the pioneer world awarded to them by Morgan. Now? They are also the new batch of planetary governors."

"Then I'm afraid they won't be able to see our completion this time until they die of old age."

Yesugei shook his head.

"To be honest, Ahriman, even I can't figure out why you are still unwilling to put this weapon into actual combat: since Lord Morgan developed this weapon, we have fully exploited all its capabilities."

"This special firearm only has an effect on psykers. It can focus and expand the psychic energy by guiding the user's psychic power, and then store it in the focusing crystal in the firearm: until the focusing crystal When enough energy is generated, it will be emitted into an energy pulse. This pulse can not only damage the opponent's body, but is also terrifyingly lethal to any psychic creature."

"We have experimented many times on the battlefield: think tanks in the legion and even mortal psykers can use this weapon. These [qualified] psykers are not good at their studies, so their psychic abilities are limited. The power is scattered and uncertain, and it is difficult to concentrate, but with this weapon, the power that they cannot capture can be gathered in one place, and they can even kill alien wizards who are more powerful than them. "

"What's even better is that in the process of using this weapon, all the psykers need to do is to concentrate their attention, and it will hardly involve anything related to the subspace, at least it will not get involved too deeply. : This also ensures their safety from another level:

"You know, the biggest dilemma that qualified psykers encountered on the battlefield in the past was that the alien wizards opposite them were too strong and could not be defeated by conventional means. However, if they were forcibly strengthened, they would most likely lose control. Destiny: With this weapon that can maximize their psychic power, most qualified psykers in the Empire will no longer have to face this choice of death."

"So why on earth do you refuse mass production of this weapon, Ahriman?"

"Because it's alien technology."

"It's that simple."

Qianzi shook his head.

"Although Mr. Morgan has not detected any clues from beginning to end, I am the one who recovered it with my own hands, and it's time for me: I personally recovered this firearm from a civilized world that has been reduced to ruins. That world is in ruins." The previous worlds had been suffering from brutal civil wars between psykers and non-psychics, and this weapon was one of the main causes of the civil war."

"Are you worried about something happening again?"

"Indeed, after all..."

Qianzi closed his eyes and sighed heavily.

"You know how hard we have worked to fight for the legitimate rights and interests of us psychics in the empire: I am willing to become a conservative to avoid any possible damage to these rights."

"But it's hard for me to empathize with you on this issue."

The Stormseer smiled.

"After all, people don't care about the white scars."

"What's more, since the moment I served as a shaman on Chogris, I have always held the same thought: the power of the warp is indeed powerful and dangerous, just like the storm on the grassland, and those of us who have Those who are favored by the storm can enjoy power, but they will also be stalked by the storm. This is a matter of course, and power comes with a price. "

"But this does not mean that we have to stand still and avoid the storm, or even dare to look up at it: on the contrary, in the face of the storm, we must raise our heads, and in the known and confirmed safe areas , we must also explore and consolidate as much as possible.”

"Because on the grassland, you can't escape the storm. All you can do is to build your house as strong as possible: the storm in subspace will not dissipate on its own just because we stick our heads in the sand. I think To fight against it, if we want to be safe in the storm, we must raise our heads, observe the location of the storm, ensure that the tent is strong, establish as many advantages as possible in the known areas, while maintaining awe of the unknown areas. ”

"you mean……"

"It's simple."

Yesugei raised his hand, his smile always made people feel reassured.

"Just like you can't find a 100% safe tent when facing a storm on the grassland, no matter how long we study here, we can't come up with a 100% safe plan. What we have to do is to It’s about seizing the opportunity, promoting it, and gaining experience from practice: practice is the only criterion for testing the truth of things.”

"And if you insist on ensuring that your solution is 100% safe, then please believe me, Ahriman: Even if you do find a 100% safe solution, there is a high probability that this solution has been used by previous people. , you will inadvertently find that your plan is almost exactly the same as some ideas in history.”

"And I don't think you'll like the ending of those thoughts."

The Stormseer laughed.

"You know, this is just like those children's graduation thesis. If students like us, who are only slightly talented, suddenly hand in a paper that is perfect from beginning to end, it will make every teacher speechless. Thesis: So what do you think the truth is?”

"Ah, I know that."

Ahriman nodded.

“I had seen those papers and randomly checked them for plagiarism.”

"Then what?"

"..."

"One hundred percent."