The Ultramarines eventually reluctantly left, but before leaving, Robert Killeman gave Motarian and Hades small gifts in his personal name.

Motarian didn't even open the gift box, and threw the small box wrapped in blue satin into the warehouse, he had no necessary curiosity, and at the same time, his good opinion of Robert Gilliman was not enough to support him to open the gift box.

Hades, on the other hand, was so pleased with the large Maculag tapestry that Killiman had given him that he couldn't have been more satisfied.

This is a hand-sewn tapestry, Hades guessed which extreme warrior it was the work of, the stitches are tight, the plush texture is quite comfortable, and the blanket with lake blue as the background color, embroidered with a full landscape, the warm sun spills into the white square, in the distance, there is a solemn fortress, and some small birds are actively dotted everywhere.

Hades judged that this was supposed to be a view from the Macurag, but he didn't know exactly where.

From both an ornamental and a political point of view, this tapestry is perfect.

So Hades hung one of them in his office.

Although this caused some small commotion that Hades himself didn't care about, when reporting to work, Garo looked at the tapestry and stopped, while Vaux had a disillusioned expression, and the other Death Guards were generally stunned at first when they entered Hades' office.

The biggest reaction was Motarian, the Lord of Death walked into Hades' office, his eyes did not take his eyes off the huge tapestry, he stared at the painting as if he were staring at a witch who had not yet been on the gallows.

Mortarian walked over slowly, tried to poke the tapestry with his hand, and immediately withdrew his hand in disgust, feeling like he was about to vomit on the Maculag tapestry.

"Any questions?"

Hades said that there is something to say, nothing to do.

[Nothing. 】

Motarian slowly looked away

At that time, there were a lot of Ultramarines inside the Death Guard. By the way, Motarian also held several simulated battles against large-scale humanoid enemies.

And the least reaction is Enrique in the foundry hall, this inconspicuous science and technology old man has long seen through the essence of Hades at a glance, in the face of the tapestry that appeared in Hades's office, he calmly did not have a trace of waves, just reported to Hades as usual.

Just sent a message that the ship forged for Hades was almost finished, and now they needed instructions from Hades about the interiors, and if Hades didn't make special requests, then the mechanical sages would have to install it themselves.

Hades waved his hand and let them pretend to be themselves, he is not a person who is obsessed with details, as long as the equipment and weapons are in place, and the ship's firepower is fierce enough.

Just let the sages simply dress up according to the standard template, and they won't really give him a pink bunny style covered in a pink fluffy carpet.

On the other side, the second group of technical sergeants sent to Mars has returned, and at the same time, a fourth group has also been dispatched.

As the first batch of technical talents returning from Mars, as well as the nominal + actual boss of the foundry department, Enrique asked Hades if he needed to see the recruits, and by the way, he gave a speech and inspected the professionalism of the recruits.

Hades looked at Enrique silently, the focus was actually the last sentence, he still remembered that when he just came back, the foundry master in the foundry hall took turns to give him technical problems, which was called to inspect the professionalism of newcomers.

To put it bluntly, it's a dismount, let these recruits who have just learned a bunch of knowledge from Mars be honest, for these usually quite boring and dull foundry halls, this is their favorite entertainment-

But alas, Hades overturned them all, causing the event to be much less entertaining.

It seems that because of the precedent of Hades, the Foundry Hall maintains a certain cautious attitude towards the second batch of newcomers this time.

So they decided to invite the current strongest person in the Foundry Hall, Hades, to give the recruits a disarmament in the past.

And for this kind of fun, no, request, as the boss of the foundry hall, Hades naturally agreed to them.

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Of the second group of death guards sent to Mars, Pasteur was clearly the most skilled of them all (main class only),

In a simulated battlefield, even if the ground trembles violently as missiles continue to explode around him, he can change the three-millimeter No. 0 gear for the Storm Bird without changing his face and heartbeat.

Or in a high-pressure, high-temperature and high-radiation environment, when the display screen is completely damaged, with experience, relying on broken radio waves, complete the system reinstallation of the large-scale bird servant.

No extreme environment can make his heart fluctuate in the slightest, and he is like a well-oiled machine, completing every repair perfectly.

However, in some of the more part-level courses, such as the norms of mechanical religious etiquette and the standard process of purchasing materials in the casting world, Pasteur, an introduction to the sage language of different worlds, was completely wiped out.

(By the way, the best grades in the above partial courses are all Hades.) ）

But because Mars is a quality education, they don't card the graduation certificate, and Pasteur, who failed many courses, was sent back in a daze.

Pasteur's understanding of this was that he didn't, but since he was back, he would do his part to the Death Guard.

By the way, I found the H senior.

In fact, Pasteur's own academic attainments have also allowed him to accumulate enough prestige in the Martian technology base, and the Iron Warriors and the Iron Hand warriors have praised this death guard who seems to have a string missing from his head, and some even say that he has the academic style of the H.

But Pasteur himself knows that this is just a fallacy on weekdays, and only those who have carefully studied the masterpieces of H's predecessors know that the gap between them is comparable to cloud mud.

And their praise only deepened Pasteur's obsession with finding that senior!

It's a pity that even in places like the Foundry Hall, there is formalism, and when they just got off the spaceship, they first accepted the baptism of the God of Machines, and then they were called to listen to the speech of Hades, the leader of the Foundry Hall.

Pasteur stood in the front row of the recruits with a blank face, and the words flowed smoothly into his left ear and out of his right ear like flowing water.

He has never cared about this kind of activity, he doesn't care, he doesn't like it.

Rather than that, he would rather go to the Master Foundry and ask if there was anyone in the foundry hall with the initials H.

Or the first letter of the last name is H, or is there anyone who particularly likes the letter "H"?

Pasteur was thinking about how to talk to this powerful senior for a while, and then he was worried that this senior would not have died in battle, and then he was thinking about what mechanical components he should send to the tomb if his predecessor died in battle-

Hades, who had spoken briefly above, did not yet know that he had been thought of as dead by the expressionless recruit.

As Hades, he also only cares about the next entertainment.

Obviously, everyone in the foundry hall didn't like formalism or preaching, and after a hasty chat, Hades asked the technical sergeants who were eager to take the recruits to inspect their professionalism.

He was also curious if this group of newcomers could survive the problems he had set, because of Hades' experience last time, this year's casting masters could be regarded as having shown their housekeeping skills, and the questions they came up with were one race and one evil sect.

From the irritable and fearless brother who was awakened by the maintenance [temporary], to the time-limited parts manufacturing general mortal ration assembly line, Hades was born when he saw it.

Although he is not a human being, Hades this time came up with the problem of being in a falling, out-of-control airdrop warehouse, manually controlling the landing coordinates, and repairing the extravehicular forced landing system.

Enrique said that you are the newborn Winter Dawn, even if you lose control, repair the [extravehicular system] in the falling state, are you going to create a miracle?

To this, Hades blinked innocently, isn't this an investigation?

Although no one thinks that any new recruits will reach the final level set by Hades.

So that day, the foundry masters sat together, holding tea and watching the fearless brother who had colluded to beat up the recruits, and they all said that this was youth.

Who hasn't been beaten by Dreadnought?

- Everyone's eyes suddenly moved to Hades, who was mixed in with them.

Hades, who was happily drinking tea and eating snacks, was kicked out to patrol and was responsible for rescuing the technical sergeants who had been beaten down.

While Hades complained that he couldn't sit there and eat any longer, it was interesting to be able to watch the recruits struggle up close, a pleasure that belonged to the Foundry Hall and a hobby that no other Death Guard could understand.

Soon, in a wail, these recruits fell to the ground one after another, unable to fight again, and those casting masters walked over with a smile, chatting and lamenting loudly that the quality of this session is not good-

"I'm done, what's the next trial?"

A voice sounded abruptly, interrupting the conversation of the master foundries.

Pasteur looked at the assembly line he had just built, and once again estimated his design in his heart, there was no problem, he thought-

A figure suddenly burst into his thoughts,

"So fast, you're done?"

Pasteur looked up in silence and saw that the man who had just spoken was staring at him with great interest, as if he were interested in him, and he had forgotten his name.

Pasteur nodded stiffly,

"The front end of the assembly line disassembles the commonly used 3-style design, while the back end borrows and improves on Mars."

"No, that's not the point."

After Pasteur's brief introduction, the man whispered, the red light in his left eye was scanning Pasteur's assembly line,

"You're using a wheel structure that hasn't been seen before, right? I haven't seen it. ”

Pasteur looked cautiously at Hades and acquiesced.

Pasteur thought in his heart, he was the leader of the Foundry Hall, so he should know that H senior, although this made Pasteur a little embarrassed, but Pasteur thought that such an excellent person should get ahead in the Foundry Hall-

The premise is that you don't die.

Then Pasteur only had to make a good impression on him, and then take the opportunity to ask him about his predecessors

For the first time, Pasteur felt like he had made a major breakthrough in interpersonal networking.

And when Pasteur was still thinking about how to ask in his heart, seeing why the child didn't speak again, Hades had to speak himself,

"I know you, Pasteur, don't I?"

Pasteur nodded, silent.

Hades couldn't hold back, so he gave him a reaction.

Forget it, Hades got used to it, so Hades opened his mouth again to test,

"Your casting talent is quite good, which department do you plan to go to after this?"

Then Hades saw that Pasteur shook his head firmly at him.

For the first time, Hades put a screen full of question marks in his mind.

"My lord, I don't need it."

Wait, what did this recruit understand? What did he think of Hades' words???

"Your Excellency,"

Pasteur swallowed,

"I'm looking for someone, one. Technical sergeant of the Death Guard. ”

Hades was confused, but he agreed first,

"You say, I'll try to help you with what his name is, or what he looks like."

Pasteur shook his head slowly, he suddenly became a little embarrassed, he didn't know what the dog senior was called, and he didn't know what he looked like, so he rashly went to ask the leader of the foundry hall.

"I don't know, but the predecessor left a book on Mars, a book that can be co-edited by everyone, and the predecessor's signature is H."

Then Pasteur saw the leader staring at him helplessly, as if holding back some words.

Pasteur knew that he had chosen the wrong person again, that he had made the wrong mistake, and that he was finished.

He remembered that he was chased and scolded by the Martian sage for doing the wrong ritual of the Cult, and then he was pushed to the church for a month to reflect, if it wasn't for the [how to pretend to be pious] left by H's seniors, he would never have been able to run out of that church in his life.

"What are you looking for him?"

Hades asked, trying to hold himself as hard as he could, and then he saw Pasteur's righteous face, as if he had let go,

"I hope to be his apprentice, or to thank him, the words left by my predecessor have taught me a lot and made me realize the meaning of life."

"I'm grateful to be a Death Guard, and I'm grateful to be a technical sergeant to be a Death Guard, and the last thing I regret in my life is going to Mars and seeing and understanding those words."

Pasteur said in a deep voice,

"So, my lord, please let me see at least one of my seniors."

Hades didn't hold back again, wait, he could still understand before, the meaning of life? What did this recruit named Pasteur understand?!

"I know who you're looking for."

"You've seen him already."

Hades continued to crumble, keeping his face as expressionless as possible, and then he saw Pasteur's look of surprise and disappointment.

"My lord, I didn't recognize him, can you tell me who it is?! I won't be unrecognizable again! ”

Hades was silent, staring at him with his head down, while Pasteur stared nervously at Hades.

Hades slowly reached out and pointed at himself.

"That. My name is Hades, H-A-D-E-S. ”

“H。”

Then Hades saw Pasteur's slow, half-beaten, suddenly realized expression, and then he slowly fell back, backwards—

Pasteur felt his head buzz, and the last thing he heard was the voice of H senpai, no, Hades now, shouting the pharmacist.

Now, Pasteur thought, he didn't recognize each other in front of his predecessors, so he might as well go on a death mission.

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Sure enough, no one made it to Hades' level, and the most potential recruits were brought down by Hades himself.

Enrique announced that this year's event to examine the professional quality of recruits is the most entertaining so far, and it also makes up for the lack of entertainment in the previous year.

A big chapter of 2-in-1!

Not anymore today

(End of chapter)