Warhammer: My Biological Father Emperor and My Demigod Brother

Incidentally, when Aaron travels through time using Xiao Pei as a beacon, he can also meet her.

Peturabo arranged all the dismantled wagons used as warehouses and requested:

“Let’s try again, brother, let’s hit it one more time. Then I can go with you. I can even decide to leave with you instead of with our father.”

His tone even carried a hint of pleading.

Aaron sighed helplessly and gently patted the latter's knee:

"Under this starry sky, there are still many humans who have not been liberated. You are destined to be a hero. You should use your abilities to benefit others."

"If even one person can live a happy life with your help, I will be genuinely happy."

Xiao Pei stubbornly raised her head:

"Then I'll come find you after I've unified the entire galaxy and solved all the problems. You'll definitely have time then."

"It won't take hundreds of years."

Anyway, we brothers are all gods, so a few hundred years will pass by in the blink of an eye.

He turned and left to go stargazing alone.

Until he heard the sound of an impact, he couldn't help but turn around and see that Aaron and all the prepared things had disappeared.

“We don’t need to wait four more days, Katherine. We’ll board the ship tomorrow. I’m going back to my homeland with my father, and perhaps I can meet my brother in the sacred Terra they speak of.”

Xiao Pei said calmly, making up his mind, and called out to his sister:

"Katherine, please shave my head."

Meanwhile, Aaron, unaware that his younger brother was going to shave his head to show his resolve, was falling onto the train carriage that had landed earlier than him.

Looking up and around, there was a small home that had been prepared for Ryan.

At this moment, both lion cubs roared and jumped out together. Ryan had changed from an eight-year-old child to a twelve or thirteen-year-old teenager.

However, judging from Adam's condition, not much time has passed since Aaron last left.

As expected, the Primarch brothers change depending on the environment they come into contact with.

When Ryan noticed that his beloved brother was on the three carriages falling from the sky, his fierce expression changed into a docile lion's squinting smile. He jumped onto the high carriage and threw himself into Aaron's arms.

"Brother, brother!"

Aaron struggled to lift Ryan, while the little lion Adam, unable to climb up from below, panted anxiously.

"Come down first, your brother brought you some good things. They were all given to us by Perturabo, who is also our brother. You are the Primarch's leader, so everyone else is your brother."

Aaron calmed the excited Ryan down from the carriage and slowly opened the doors of the carriages.

Inside was a box of tools, a box of riveting materials, and a box of food.

Each box could barely fit Peturabo inside.

(Xiao Pei: Oh right, how come I didn't think of that! Next time, I'll prepare another box and stuff myself in it, see if my brother can take me away!)

Therefore, for the time being, these carriages can still be connected to the original wooden houses to form a larger building.

It can at least be described as a four-bedroom, one-living room apartment without a bathroom.

"Ryan, get to work. Move these two big wooden crates containing tools and materials over here."

Aaron directed Ryan to drag the carriage along, as he couldn't move it by himself.

But for some reason, Ryan didn't listen to him and instead pushed a carriage to the other side of the wall.

Then there was a series of crackling sounds.

When Aaron caught up, he saw that Ryan had removed the walls of the carriage and the original house, and the two rooms had been combined together.

"So you have your own ideas, huh? That's fine then. You're the one living here most of the time, so we'll go with whatever you want."

Aaron didn't notice that the gap in the wall of the original wooden house had been there for some time, and patiently found a saw to help Ryan cut and polish it.

To avoid the prickles from hurting the two little lions.

"Alright Ryan, we've moved to the right place. Let's eat first."

Aaron called out, and Ryan recognized the word "eat," ran over, took Aaron's hand, and led him to the back of the cabin.

There's a new little shed over there, with lots of dried fish hanging up.

The trees that were slightly closer were destroyed with tremendous force, allowing sunlight to shine in during the day.

This kid is quite thoughtful. He probably realized that he could use his own strength to change his living environment after seeing me make tools and build a shed.

As for why we didn't do it before, we only made javelins.

It's probably just because Ryan hadn't realized that there was anything about his surrounding environment that needed to be changed.

Ryan pointed at the fish; he learned everything in one go, and his grilling skills were just as good as Aaron's.

Now that they have the preserved pottery jars and salt, they can dig a basement, ensuring that Ryan won't have to worry about going hungry until he encounters the outside world.

Aaron, always a man of action, after struggling with Ryan to carry out a roasted cow, gave Adam a piece of meat bigger than the cow itself.

He started teaching Ryan how to use utensils, but looking at the huge amount of beef, he eventually decided to just start eating it.

He had already eaten a lot; Ryan had eaten almost the entire cow.

After he finished eating the meat, which was bigger than his body, his body didn't show any obvious changes, as if the meat had gone into a bottomless pit.

However, children are growing rapidly, so they should eat more so they can grow to the same level as their Primarch brothers as soon as possible.

To avoid the father of this era coming looking for him, he handed over an entire legion to Ryan, only to find that Ryan could barely reach the waist of a Celestial Guard like Marum when he stood up.

"Okay, now I'll teach you how to use these tools."

Aaron laid out the tools from Olympia: knives, saws, shovels, hammers, and many other handcrafted items, including cloth, leather, rope, and cast nails.

He demonstrated how to use the tools, and had Ryan bring over a clay pot to dry the previously prepared grilled fish and other food.

Throughout the night, Adam did his usual routine of urinating around the house to mark his territory before returning to sleep.

Aaron and Ryan used the tools and materials they brought to tidy up the entire living area.

If it can be decorated with some ornaments, it is at least an architectural art that can be possessed when civilization has developed to a certain level.

Instead of the most rudimentary caves or houses made of haystacks.

"Later, when your older brother finds other younger brothers, we'll build you a big house." Aaron envisioned the future, then corrected himself:

"No, it's to build a big house for each of the brothers, and then we'll connect all these houses together. That way it will be much easier for them to visit each other, and if any of the younger brothers can't cook, they can go to the other brothers' houses for a meal."

Ryan could only understand it as a future super residential area where countless large houses would be connected together, and there would be many younger brothers.

He did remember Aaron saying that he was the leader of the Primarchs.

The food and tools I see today were all gifts from a younger brother named Peturabo.

"Little Pei, be good!"

Ryan shouted with satisfaction.

At the same moment, the sound of steam rising from the distant forest came from the old lion passing through the forest once again.

He never seemed to take off his armor; he simply depressurized his power sword and shield and came to this peaceful place.

"It's strange, I always run into you when I pass by, brother. Let me see—"

"The bulls of Olympia? I remember that taste. Peturabo invited us for a while, but I have many conflicting memories."

The old lion walked slowly, step by step, and found the nearest tree to lean against and rest, without stepping into the building area.

"On one occasion, he ordered us to fully cooperate with his operations and launch a relentless attack on a planet of little value, regardless of the cost."

"But in another memory, he was inviting us to take a bath with Guilliman. Hahaha, has something been changed?"

The old lion grumbled to himself, then looked up and saw Aaron carrying half of a freshly torn cow leg, walking over with some difficulty.

"Let's eat first and then talk about it."

Whether you're a little brother or an old brother, eat your food first!

After we finish eating, we'll ask what exactly happened.

The old lion suddenly felt a little awkward and restless.

"This...this is for me? I thought you would ask me first what the time is here and what's happening outside."

Aaron finally carried the cow leg to the old lion and placed it in his arms:

"Why would I ask that? Didn't you say last time that your ability is to cross forests to reach your destination? Perhaps our abilities are similar, both of us being able to ignore time?"

Aaron laughed loudly, hands on his hips: "Hahaha, it's probably because we're the eldest. The old man at home is also acting strangely, talking about things about the future from time to time, and even mentioning that his future self briefly came to visit."

The old lion grabbed the cow's leg and didn't know what to say for a moment.

This older brother is a bit too oblivious; perhaps he has a problem with his self-perception?

He began to gnaw on the beef leg, which was a rather sumptuous meal even for the Primarch.

“Thank you. I’ll thank him before I rip his head out when I see Peturabo. You have to understand, Aaron, we brothers of time have made a terrible mistake.”

Ryan had to bring this up, worried that Aaron might show some unnecessary pity.

Aaron simply waved his hand and said:

“I understand. Guilliman told me that, and even Logar did. Logar said he wanted to personally eliminate the version of himself that went astray. I just need to make sure that my future is bright, and that these brothers who haven’t made any mistakes are on the right path.”

He said the same things to Guilliman.

Ryan fell silent, silently gnawing on his meat, quickly finishing it before standing up.

"May your father bless you so that your wish can come true. I am not very optimistic. Their mistakes are not solely their own fault."

"I must continue my journey. I don't know who arranged my fate, but every time I pass through a forest, a group of fallen angels waits before me for my forgiveness. It's like a group that spawns at fixed times."

He grumbled, saying things he hadn't even said to his good nephew Dante.

Aaron bid farewell to the old lion and left, telling him to remember to take whatever food he wanted when he returned, as there was a large food reserve that would be constantly replenished, and he shouldn't be shy about taking it.

Ryan touched his white hair. He was so old, how come people still gave him advice when he left home?

"understood."

He simply gave a curt reply.