Warhammer: My Biological Father Emperor and My Demigod Brother

Alpha's photos make it look like Aaron's face has matured a few more years, with a slightly wider chin.

They are exactly the same as Omega; they truly are twins.

"By the way, Aaron, let me take a picture of you too. We can use it for a family portrait sculpture later."

When Xiao Pei brought up the idea, Aaron didn't notice the dejection in her eyes. He just assumed that Xiao Pei was in a bad relationship with the old man recently, so the atmosphere was rather oppressive.

Aaron laughed and said, "I should have brought Angron with me; we could have filmed together."

He looked around for a wide-open area, found a wall to stand against, and didn't adopt any particular posture.

Peturabo found a camera and pointed it at Aaron.

He pressed the shutter, took several photos, and entered them into a file.

Suddenly, some thoughts welled up inside me that I wanted to share:

"Aaron, have you ever thought about marriage? Like recently, with Katherine."

Aaron had just found a bottle of drinking water from the Imperial Logistics Department and was about to taste it when he took a sip. Upon hearing Xiao Pei speak, he immediately spat it out:

"Pfft—cough cough cough, cough cough, I choked."

"Although my mother told me to pay more attention to my peers before I fell asleep, and she also thought I should find a partner, isn't that too early?"

Xiao Pei calmly replied, "This age is normal, there are no restrictions. I can see that you two are in love, and you don't seem like the kind of people who lose their minds for love."

“This is the most stable marital relationship, and even Katherine’s father, my adoptive father, would not refuse it.”

“Even our old man in the family has tacitly allowed Katherine to call him father.”

"Could it be that you don't have any intention of getting together with Katherine?"

Aaron hurriedly waved his hand, not even bothering to wipe his mouth clean:

"No, no, if I were to seek a partner for the rest of my life, Katherine would certainly be the best choice. She probably thinks so too. But I'm worried about how often we see each other."

Perturabo shook his head and said, “For the Empire, time and frequency are the least of our concerns. Aaron, Katherine is mortal. Her lifespan won’t be that long, and you can choose to appear at any moment in her life. This way, we can avoid differences in physical perception.”

"Don't worry too much. As fate moves forward, the sooner we meet our partner to walk alongside us, the luckier we are."

"Since you yourself have admitted that you two have mutually recognized each other, then perhaps I will have already prepared your wedding by the time we meet next time."

Peturabo laughed, a rare occurrence for him, his face full of the kind smile of someone who loves shipping couples.

A death predetermined by fate?

Heh heh, watch me, the Lord of Steel, the future Emperor, use everything in my power to knock fate to the ground!

"It's settled then. Remember to tell your mother that Katherine will not have any conflicts with her."

Aaron pinched his slightly numb face and sighed:

"That's not necessarily true. When Mother met with the Khan before, she noticed that at this time, she was in an artificial grassland in Terra. You can ask around, just in case tens of thousands of years have passed and she still has a bad temper."

Chapter 306 Aaron: What is Mechanical Intelligence? (3K)

"Is Mother in Terra? That makes things even easier. Once I conquer this sector, I'll make a special trip back to Terra and take Katherine with me to find her."

Xiao Pei's gaze was firm, unafraid of any trouble, not even if the other party was his mother:

"I believe she will like Katherine."

"It mainly depends on you, Aaron. You need to clearly express an idea."

Aaron wanted to run away from the topic, but felt that such behavior was very disrespectful to others.

Although the old folks in the family are very good at escaping, it's shameful but it's also useful.

But Aaron is not like that.

He nodded earnestly, looking directly into Peturabo's eyes:

"I understand. It seems the wooden arm I'm going to give you will only be a half-finished product. I'll have to prepare a special wedding gift for Katherine."

Xiao Pei nodded happily, "That's more like it."

Compared to that old man at home who's a liar and a conman, he's worlds apart.

He knew that his brother was a strong person who could take responsibility, and such a person was the most admired among all intelligent beings.

If other abilities are equally outstanding, then many people will regard them as a leader or someone powerful enough to become a faith.

If it were an elderly person in the family facing this situation, they would either rely on their fighting skills to beat the person and ignore the problem, or they would simply run away and avoid the issue altogether.

He might be thinking about how to solve the problem, but he might also feel that thinking itself is a mentally taxing thing, so he might as well ignore it and deal with it when it becomes urgent and there is no way to avoid it.

At this moment, in Xiao Pei's eyes, Aaron seemed incredibly tall, and even his bald head didn't seem so glaring.

“That’s settled then. I’ll be waiting to give my speech at the banquet. I guess my adoptive father would be happy to take this opportunity to come to Terra and attend the wedding in the Terra style.”

This was one of the few opportunities that old man had to stand side by side with the human emperor and drink at the same table.

Speaking of which, if Aaron and Katherine have children in the future, they can be sent back to Olympia to be raised.

In short, I can't stay in Terra and let the old folks at home see me.

As for the question of whether Aaron is a psionic projection—

This isn't a big problem; Aaron can send things from when he was still alive to the future.

We can just bring over some biological samples at that time.

He even studied the plates left from Aaron's family dinner and confirmed that the biological reactions created by the psychic energy on them were no different from those of living things!

In other words, even a psionic projection can be inspired to become pregnant.

He searched for dubious texts among the clues provided by Dorn, many of which contained valuable insights.

"By the way, would you like to visit our factory? In addition to the production lines in Olympia and Prospero, we also have some simple production lines in the spare spaces of our warships."

"It can quickly help combat soldiers regain their mobility, and even allow them to ride on landing pods dropped by Astartes to the ground, greatly improving the survival ability of ordinary soldiers. If they can still crawl at that time, they can get these devices."

Peturabo stood up and led Aaron away.

Before long, they saw a complete exoskeleton suit used by humans.

Its power source is an external battery that can be quickly disassembled and installed on the body to fit different injured areas.

In other words, once the main body of the torso is installed, the limbs and even the head can be quickly adapted. Only this part is needed, saving the time of installing the entire machine.

At the same time, these machines do not provide much enhancement to combat capabilities; they merely help the injured replace the mobility of their limbs.

Therefore, it was considered second-rate by the Cult of Machines, and no one interfered with its research and development.

"This is the Steel Body 1.0. If a hand is broken, it will have another hand; if a leg is broken, it will have another leg. Even if the entire spine is blown off, there are several hours of battery life to help the injured recover and run back to a safe position."

"The civilian version will produce less power, but has a longer battery life, but it cannot be disassembled."

Peturabo stood proudly in front of the R&D entrance, hands behind his back, scrutinizing the KPIs of each department.

The only violation they made of the military conscription regulations was that they captured many wounded soldiers to use as test subjects, instead of repatriating them or sending them to more intense battlefields for local loyalty.

Aaron could even hear the loud howling of the experimenters in the distant laboratory from here.

However, it sounds a bit like the sound his dad makes when his mom is hitting him.

It hurts, yes, a little, but essentially, it feels better and better.

Peturabo continued forward, leading Aaron to the laboratory exhibit.

At this moment, sure enough, there were several wounded soldiers missing arms and legs, their eyes wide with rage, wailing in pain, yet they kept urging their newly attached steel bodies to move their limbs.

Experiencing the joy of regaining the ability to move!

Although still a bit clumsy, every time I step on the ground or hold something, I cause trouble.

But since it is a limb that has been regained, as long as one pays the price of learning, one can regain freedom and continue to serve the Empire.

On the huge screen in the center of the lobby on the first floor of the laboratory, an industrial advertisement prepared by the publicity department is being displayed.

On either side of the Iron Warrior logo, there is an extra hand holding it up.

This is the logo of a civilian factory.

Accompanied by a series of simple ticking sounds—

This was followed by a sentence with clear and standard pronunciation:

"Petulabo, your life."

"Iron Body Type 1 focuses on helping patients with limb movement impairments return to work and even the battlefield."

The voice was actually recorded by that old man in the family.

Aaron was somewhat annoyed and pressed for an answer:

“I can understand going back to work, but what do you mean by going back to the battlefield?”

Peturabo shrugged, slapped his hands on the exhibition stand railing, and shifted the blame:

“My father’s idea has nothing to do with me. He believes time is of the essence and all of humanity should get busy and return to their posts. It seems the Great Expedition must be completed before a certain deadline, or something terrible will happen.”

Aaron could only reach up to rest his head on the railing, speechless:

"So did he make any changes to increase efficiency? If someone invented the wheel, then he could travel a farther distance than countless people carrying packages."

"Is that old man so busy that he doesn't even have time to get involved in these institutional planning processes, leaving everything to a bloated empire to run forward breathlessly?"

Aaron himself understood that as a group of intelligent beings expands, unless everyone is able to accept and execute the opinions of others without reservation.

Otherwise, the transmission of information and the progress of projects will inevitably be hindered.

There are times when children tell their mothers in the morning that they don't want to eat this for lunch, only to find that the food served is all the things they don't like.

Not to mention that the human empire now spans the entire galaxy, even asking his old man at home to leave the village and call out a message would be ambiguous.

Snapped!

Xiao Pei snapped her fingers, her expression delighted:

“That’s exactly what I was thinking, Aaron. But we’re back to that problem: Father didn’t want us to delve too deeply, so the level of intelligence in the machines was limited to a fairly—”

Xiao Pei extended her thumb and forefinger and pinched slightly:

That's all.