In the game "Super God": 800 Astartes at the start!

"Knock knock knock".

Just then, there was a knock on the door.

"Please come in." Saint Gilles was a little puzzled when he heard the voice; who could be looking for him?

As Saint Gilles finished speaking, a Blood Angel walked in, and judging from the insignia, he was a company commander.

As soon as the company commander entered, he removed his helmet, walked to a spot not far from Saint Gilles, knelt on one knee, lowered his head, and said in a tone full of respect: "Primarch."

Saint Gilles recalled the identity of his progenitor before him, but was still curious about the progenitor's purpose in seeking him out: "Hmm? It's Marcus. Get up. What brings you here?"

"Primarch, this matter concerns the Super Soldier Corps," Marcus said.

"About the Super Soldier Corps?" Saint Gilles nodded slightly, signaling the other party to continue.

"Yes, Primarch, just a short while ago, members of the Super Soldier Corps requested to meet with you."

"Meet me?"

"Yes, Primarch, the Super Soldier Corps wants to request a meeting with you. They say they have something they want to discuss with you, as they are currently feeling lost about their future."

Marcus briefly explained the situation.

Upon hearing Marcus's explanation, Saint Gillespie realized that he had seemingly abandoned the Super Soldier Squad, ignoring them completely and simply letting them train every day.

Saint Gilles tapped his fingers lightly on the table, his brow furrowed slightly as he fell into thought. Marcus, on the other hand, stood quietly before his genetic father, his expression calm, though his eyes were still filled with a fanatical devotion to Saint Gilles.

Saint Gilles was already used to such fanatical gazes from his offspring and paid them no heed.

The others in the group were somewhat surprised to see the Holy Blood Angel of Saint Gilles's devout appearance.

[The True Emperor: Is this the Holy Blood Angel? He looks so loyal.]

'The armor is exactly the same as my offspring's; it seems the Astartes haven't changed much.' Saintess thought to herself as she gazed at the Holy Blood Angel appearing on the screen.

"Sister, don't forget to come and train with us later, Ai'er will be here soon." While Saint Jelia was pondering to herself, Ji Liman walked up to Saint Jelia with a smile and reminded her.

"Don't worry, little sister, I won't forget." Saint Celia smiled slightly and nodded to Gillian.

[Second Empire Concert Lead Singer: The live stream is about to end, I'm logging off now, everyone.]

After politely finishing her message in the group chat, Sainte Liya ended the live stream, but instead of logging off as she had just said, she started scrolling through her message history.

As He Xi listened to Marcus's account of the Super Soldier Corps, her brows furrowed slightly, and her eyes flickered. She suddenly had an idea: to study these super genes.

He Xi directly tried to get closer to her.

[Pipi Xi: From what you're saying, you haven't made any arrangements for the Super Soldier Corps? Why don't you send them to Melos Star? I'll arrange it for you. Anyway, we'll be yours in the future~]

[Pipi Xi: How about it? Think about it? I can help you look into it~]

Upon hearing He Xi's words, Saint Gilles clicked his tongue in amazement. He didn't need to think much; he could see through her thoughts at a glance. She simply wanted to take this opportunity to study the God-Making Project and learn more technology.

However, Saint Gilles did not grant He Xi's wish. He had to arrange a suitable position for these people, preferably one where they could meet frequently.

Although most of the rewards for signing in are now duplicates, or almost all of them are duplicates, it's not impossible to find a few good ones.

The main idea is that quantitative change leads to qualitative change; releasing a single legendary gold item is a huge profit.

Saint Gilles's superhuman brain, belonging to the Primarch, thinks at lightning speed.

The arrangement of the Super Soldier Corps is really difficult. It is not appropriate to directly incorporate them into the Mortal Auxiliary Army, nor is it appropriate to arrange them into the Holy Blood Guard, or as attendants or servants.

"This is a bit troublesome," Saint Gilles sighed inwardly.

"It seems we should consider them to be similar to the Assassin's Guild."

After thinking it over, Saint Gilles asked Marcus to bring over a few members of the Super Soldier Squad.

"Yes, my lord." Marcus bowed slightly, slowly retreated, and left the room.

After leaving, Marcus personally relayed the orders issued by the Primarch.

"Wow! Xiao Lun, the Emperor really agreed to see us!" Zhao Xin exclaimed in surprise to Ge Xiao Lun.

Ge Xiaolun, no, not just Xiaolun, but to be precise, everyone in the Super Soldier Squad was extremely shocked that their meeting application had actually been approved.

"Once you're ready, set off as soon as possible. Don't keep the Primarch waiting too long," Marcus urged, looking at the excited group.

Although Marcus was a member of the Crying Chapter and had a high tolerance for mortals, seeing these people dawdling and still excited, and not wanting to keep his Primarch waiting too long, he couldn't help but urge them on.

Hearing Marcus's urging, the members of the Super Soldier Squad snapped out of their daze, quickly tidied themselves up, and followed Marcus to meet Saint Gilles.

[Handwritten Angel Sauce: @PipiXi. Okay, I have other uses for them, so don't think about them for a while.]

Saint Gilles also directly rejected He Xi's little scheme in the group chat.

He Xi wasn't disappointed when she heard this. After all, she had only asked to see what would happen. It would be great if it succeeded, but it wouldn't be a big deal if it didn't.

Then, Saint Gilles recalled that he had given his blood to He Xi for research before, but he had not paid attention to the research status.

At this point, Saint Gilles was quite curious about how far He Xi's research had progressed.

[Handwritten Angel Sauce: More than them, I'm curious about your research progress on my blood. How far have you gotten?]

When He Xi was asked about her research progress directly, she froze on the spot, her usual calm and slightly playful smile instantly turning into a blank.

What could she say? Could she say she hadn't figured anything out? That would be too embarrassing; what would become of her reputation as an angelic research genius?

However, while there is progress, it's not that there's none, but rather that there's been absolutely no progress.

Although the research period has not been long, saying that there has been no research progress at all seems to be a great insult to one's own abilities. To say that one is slacking off would make one seem too lazy.

Judging from Saint Gilles's daily attitude and behavior, it seems that he has no idea that he is someone who occasionally (often) takes a break.

If this reduces one's value to the other party, will it have negative consequences for the future angels?

In just a few seconds, countless thoughts flashed through He Xi's mind.