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Looking at these devices, the Emperor had to admit that they were indeed far superior to the old relics the Empire was currently using.

As for the AI ​​rebelling? Just kidding, these AIs are all Yang Yi's "believers," their loyalty is absolutely guaranteed.

After greeting the emperor, Yang Yi vanished from the main hall in a flash.

He returned to my world and began preparing to recruit his own Primarch!

"If you're going to do role-playing, you should do it all!"

Subsequently, a job posting instantly spread throughout the world that believed in him.

"Urgently seeking! Several Primarchs! Requirements: High combat ability! High survivability! Special abilities are a plus!"

"Excellent benefits, including twelve insurances and eight housing funds!"

As soon as the news came out, countless people rushed to sign up.

"Me! Me! Me! Pick me! I'm amazing!"

"I can lead troops! I have commanded thousands of soldiers!"

"I'm handsome! I fit the original's appearance!"

……

Of course, there are also requirements for registration. The "combat ability" requirement alone eliminated the vast majority of people.

Yang Yi assigned the initial screening task to Sang Biao.

Sang Biao was very efficient, and in no time he had selected a group of candidates who met the requirements.

"Boss, the interviewees have been selected, and we can start anytime!" Sang Biao reported.

"Alright! Let them in!" Yang Yi waved his hand, and a unique "primordial body interview" officially began.

The first person interviewed was the Primarch of the First Legion, the Dark Angels.

The Primarch of the other world is Leon Al Johnsen, nicknamed "Lion King," who is a brave and tactical mastermind with strong leadership skills.

Yang Yi then nodded to Sang Biao, and Sang Biao's clone began to lead the first interviewee into the room. Of course, the order of the interviewees was random.

The first interviewee, Rengar.

"Hello, I am Rengar, from Runeterra." Rengar puffed out his chest, revealing his sharp claws.

Yang Yi walked around him, looking him up and down: "Hmm...not bad, he is indeed a lion, but none of the other criteria apply! Oh no, at least he is indeed brave in battle."

"I am the King of the Jungle!" Rengar thumped his chest. "No prey can escape my pursuit!"

"Alright, alright." Yang Yi waved his hand. "Forget it, just assign this one to the First Legion and use him as a mascot."

"A mascot?" Rengar seemed somewhat dissatisfied. "Those perks..."

"Send it as is!"

"Done!"

The second interviewee was Morgana.

Morgana walked into the hall with elegant steps, her black wings unfurling behind her.

“I am Morgana, the fallen angel.” Her voice was as smooth as velvet, with a slight lilt.

Yang Yi rested his chin on his hand and pondered: "You certainly have tactics and strategies; you certainly have leadership; and you certainly fit the description of a dark angel."

"So I passed?" Morgana asked excitedly.

“But the style of art you’ve created isn’t conducive to spreading my faith!” Yang Yi shook his head. “Sending your demons to rescue people will probably result in them fighting with Space Marines on the way.”

“I can make them behave,” Morgana said, still trying to persuade them.

Yang Yi waved his hand, "Don't worry, we'll need them when we launch a counterattack on the subspace later."

"It's a promise! Don't forget it when the time comes!" Morgana then turned and left.

……

"Next!" Yang Yi called out, having already interviewed dozens of candidates.

"Lionheart, reporting for duty!" A burly man clad in golden armor and wielding a greatsword strode in.

"Wait, Lionheart?"

"I'm a farmer?"

Yang Yi couldn't help but wonder if he had accidentally stumbled upon the world of pesticides, or if it was also a world in the void.

"What farmer?" Garen asked, puzzled. "I am Garen, the Lionheart of Demacia."

Yang Yi pulled up Garen's information and suddenly realized, "So it was Garen cosplaying."

"What is cosplay?" Garen scratched his head.

“It’s nothing,” Yang Yi laughed. “I must say, it fits perfectly in every way.”

"Let's look at the last one. You stand over there and wait."

The last interviewee was Hibbert Jean Angers.

A tall, middle-aged man walked in. His eyes were sharp as an eagle's, and his every move exuded a calm and composed demeanor.

“Hibbert Jean Angers, former president of the Lionheart Society,” he introduced himself briefly.

“I once led a team, developed strategies, and…” Angers paused, “hunted dragons.”

“You know what, it really does fit,” Yang Yi nodded. Angers used to lead the Lionheart Society; he was a brave fighter and had good leadership skills.

Now, the Dragon Clan world has gathered some faith power to strengthen him, and his strength is already quite good; his height has also reached over two meters.

"Okay! Not bad!"

Yang Yi then directly approved both Garen and Angers, with Garen the Lionheart as the Primarch and Angers as the Chapter Master.

After the two left, Yang Yi turned to Sang Biao: "Are you ready for the next legion's interview?"

“Everything’s ready, boss.” Sang Biao nodded. “The candidates for the Third Legion are already waiting outside.”

“Let’s continue then,” Yang Yi stretched, “Hopefully the next batch will be more interesting.”

The Empire did not have a Second Legion, or rather, the data on the Second Legion had been deleted, so Yang Yi decided to select from among the candidates in the second round of interviews.

Chapter 104 Selection of Primarchs from Another World (2)

Third Legion: Sons of the Emperor's Legion Primarch.

The Primarch of another world, Forgrim, was a handsome man in another universe who had an extremely high pursuit of art.

Yang Yi sat at the interview table, resting his chin on his hand as he sized up the blond young man in front of him.

"I am Ezreal, the greatest explorer of Runeterra!" The blond-haired man puffed out his chest, held his head high, and walked confidently in front of Yang Yi.

"And someone as handsome as me is the main character!"

"Next," Sang Biao announced loudly.

Old Wang strode in, head held high, wearing a shiny custom-made suit, a rose dangling from his mouth, and struck what he thought was a very cool pose.

Yang Yi was exasperated and rubbed his temples. "Old Wang, what brings you here? Although you've become much more handsome, this route isn't suitable for you."

"Why not?" Old Wang puffed out his chest defiantly. "I'm good enough to be Mr. Global!"

"Come on, give me a break!" Yang Yi rolled his eyes, about to pass on the idea.

"Alright, alright, since I can't choose this," Old Wang suddenly changed the subject, "then I want to be the Primarch of the Sixteenth Legion! I want to be Horus!"

"Horus is a War Master! What advantages do you have?"

Old Wang puffed out his chest and raised his head, saying confidently, "Because I'm your godfather's most beloved eldest son!"

The room fell silent as Yang Yi stared in disbelief at Old Wang's self-righteous demeanor.

"Damn! You're invincible!" Yang Yi was defeated by Lao Wang's shamelessness. He shook his head and said, "Fine, fine, the Sixteenth Legion is yours. Now get lost."

"Thank you for your guidance, godfather!" Old Wang left happily.

Who was the last one?

"Gem Knight".

A burly man walked in. He didn't have the typical muscular physique of someone in a game; instead, he exuded a calm and composed aura.

"I have been to the top of the mountain and I have been to the bottom of the valley, and I have benefited greatly from both."

“I know your story,” Yang Yi said. “You are not only strong, but you also know how to protect the weak. That’s exactly what I need.”

Yang Yi was very satisfied. This Gem Knight not only possessed a strong physique, but also profound philosophical thoughts.

This aligns perfectly with the Third Army's focus on art and beauty.

The Jewel Knight bowed slightly: "It would be my honor to serve you."

“Good!” Yang Yi immediately approved the Third Legion Primarch.

The Fourth Legion, the Steel Warriors Legion.

The Primarch of the other world is Peturabo. He is resilient, has a unique understanding of war, and excels at building fortresses and conducting siege warfare.

Sang Biao pushed open the door and brought in a huge interviewee.

"This is the Primordial Giant King, one of the top combat forces in the world that I upgraded on my own," Sang Biao introduced simply.

Yang Yi's eyes lit up. This guy was indeed good-looking, over ten meters tall, with bulging muscles and a metallic feel all over his body.

"Tell me your understanding of war," Yang Yi asked lazily.

The progenitor giant king stood tall, his voice booming: "War is about crushing! Use overwhelming force to crush all enemies!"

"That's it?" Yang Yi raised an eyebrow.

"And then there's even greater power!" the Founding Titan added.

Yang Yi shook his head: "Let's keep it as a backup for the Second Legion for now, next."

The second interviewee walked in.

Pan Sen walked into the interview room, his body seemingly forged from steel. He held a spear and wore a helmet.