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"Enough with the nonsense! I'm the boss!"
The leader slapped one of his men without hesitation, then walked out of the tavern without saying a word.
The men exchanged bewildered glances, then glared fiercely at the middle-aged man before quickly following their boss.
The middle-aged man breathed a sigh of relief, then limped over to Lin Qi, raised his glass in a toast, and drank it all in one gulp.
"Sir, thank you..."
"Sit down and talk."
"Ok."
The middle-aged man was not reserved and sat down directly opposite Lin Qi.
The other people in the tavern also came up to toast Lynch one by one. After all, being invited up for a glass of Amasec was a rare experience for them.
"Sir," the waiter approached Lin Qi, bent down, and asked, "how would you like to pay later?"
"We'll talk about it later."
"Ok."
The waiter left, and she wasn't worried about him defaulting on the bill. In fact, if he did, it wouldn't have much to do with her as the waiter.
However, she probably didn't realize that Lin Qi was indeed penniless at the moment.
Lynch calmly downed a mouthful of Amasek. To him now, this strong liquor was practically no different from fruit juice.
If you want him to get drunk, then you can only go to the Upper Bar wine and Fenris nectar, two of the Astartes' signature drinks.
even......
Lin Qi doubted whether these two things would be of much use to him.
After all, he is not a traditional Astartes, but a primary Astartes among primary Astartes, an existence infinitely close to the Primarch.
I'd rather be a juice drinker than get drunk.
"May I introduce myself?"
“Archola, my lord, I am the deputy director of a food processing plant inside the hive.”
Oh, the deputy factory director.
Lynch now fully understood what the burly man had just said to Artoria.
This identity is better; it makes it easier for me to learn about certain things.
"I have some questions for you, would you be able to help me answer them?"
"Hehe... Sir, if you need it, then ask away. Anyway, I don't have any secrets to offer you, I only know some things related to the factory."
"I'm asking about the factory." Lynch looked up at Arjora. "Regarding the factory, you just said that the angels of Star Claw reformed its management. I'm asking you, what kind of reforms were they, and how effective were they?"
Why are you asking these questions?
Artoria looked at Lynch and was momentarily stunned.
After all, this kind of question doesn't even require him, an employee of the factory; any older man on the street could provide the answer.
After all, the reforms launched by the angels of the Star Claw a year ago caused a tremendous upheaval throughout the entire Badab... and even the entire galaxy.
Forget it, since I've asked myself, I might as well answer. Why think so much?
Arjora shook his head slightly, then answered Lynch's question in detail.
"That was a reform a year ago. The angels made a series of adjustments to the factory's management. These included a lot of improvements to the workers' living conditions, working hours, and wage levels, as well as the introduction of machine tools to enhance the factory's production automation."
"Archola said, while pointing to an old man drinking in the tavern.
"That person is a factory manager, or a former manager. The reforms included strengthening financial supervision and reducing unnecessary personnel. All the elderly people who had reached the retirement age were dismissed. However, under the arrangement of the angels, these people were also given a pension so that they could live out the rest of their lives in peace."
At this point, a look of emotion appeared on Arjora's face.
"It's strange, but after the angel's reforms, although the factory workers' working hours have decreased significantly, their work efficiency has increased considerably. The quality of the products has also begun to gradually improve, which is why so many merchants from other planets are coming here to seek business opportunities."
Lin Qi understood, and a smile appeared on his face. He was clearly very satisfied with the achievement of the Starry Sky Claw.
Arjora sensed the change in the man's emotions sitting opposite him, which made him somewhat uneasy, because he couldn't see the other man's face and didn't know whether the change was good or bad.
"gentlemen......."
"Archora, do you have children?"
"Yes, I have a son and a daughter."
"Ah, very good."
Lin Qi stood up from his seat. He sensed several familiar presences rapidly approaching, and he couldn't hide his excitement.
The waiter came over, and she waited for Lin Qi to pay. Unexpectedly, the waiter borrowed a set of paper and pen, quickly wrote a few large characters on it, and then dripped a drop of his blood on it.
"This is......."
"bill."
Lin Qi said, while simultaneously removing the psionic disguise from his body.
“Send it to the King of Thorns.”
The tavern door was suddenly pushed open, and then, several figures ripped the narrow doorway apart. To the astonishment of the crowd, several giants rushed in.
They looked at the other giant standing in the crowd, at his pearl-white power armor and familiar face, their voices still filled with undisguised surprise.
"Master Lynch!"
"Long time no see, Asford, Bell..."
Lin Qi nodded slightly to them and read out each person's name.
These people are the think tank of the Claws of the Stars. And rightly so, being most sensitive to the Primarch's aura and capable of prophecy, they should be the first group to realize their return.
Lynch reached out and patted the shoulder of Artoria, who was completely stunned.
"Sir, sir, angel, no, no, I..."
"take it easy."
Lynch spoke, looking at Artoria and shrugging slightly.
“I’m just a mortal. Don’t be so nervous. Also, if possible, you could let your son try to participate in the Star Claw’s new recruit selection… I don’t know the exact time, but I have a feeling that he might become an excellent warrior.”
After Lin Qi finished speaking, he immediately walked towards the crowd that was welcoming him.
From this moment forward, he has officially returned to his own faction.
Chapter 137 Returning Like Lightning
Asford looked at the giant before him. Although his size was no longer what it used to be and his face had changed slightly, the vibrations transmitted from his soul and genetic seed clearly told him that he had not chosen the wrong target.
Not only him, but the other think tank members felt the same way. They could all feel the sensation that only Astartes experienced when he met his genetic father, and with the enhancement of their own psionic talents, this sensation became even stronger, almost tangible.
Asford instinctively reached to kneel, but a hand immediately stopped him. At the same time, a surge of psionic energy emanated from the air, suppressing the kneeling movements of the other think tank members.
Such physical strength and spiritual power...
Asford was surprised. He looked at Lynch and sensed the terrifying power hidden in the other's hands.
That was a power that was terrifying even to Astartes, and even to him.
Thinking of this, Asford let out a long sigh, then a bitter smile appeared on his face.
"I feel you no longer need the Honor Guard. After all, you are now powerful enough that you don't need our protection anymore."
“What a joke.” Lynch’s voice was gentle as he patted Asford on the shoulder. “If the Honor Guard exists only to protect me, then that’s far too narrow-minded.”
He took a step forward, and in the distance, three Stormbirds pierced the clouds, flying towards him.
"You are the Honor Guard, the Claws of the Stars. What you must protect are the people of the Empire and the honor of the Chapter."
Asford suddenly realized, and finally nodded slowly.
"You're right, my thinking was too narrow."
"Haha, but I'll probably still need your protection when I'm in danger." Lin Qi smiled brightly, and his cheerful demeanor infected the surrounding soldiers, who also felt their mood improve considerably.
The Stormbird landed, its hatch opening behind it. One by one, fully armed Astartes descended—they were the Starclaw's Honor Guard, clad in the most elite Hades-type power armor. The leaders were all high-ranking members of the chapter, including the First Company Commander, Second Company Commander, the Hermit Master, and the Forge Master—personnel of paramount importance to every Astartes chapter.
When Leo, who was in the lead, saw Lynch, he couldn't hide his excitement.
"grown ups!"
He and the soldiers behind him lined up, but Lynch waved his hand, refusing their welcome ceremony that was about to begin.
“Return to the Thorn Royal Court,” Lin Qi said. “There are too many people here; it’s inconvenient. Don’t let it affect the lives of ordinary people.”
Leo nodded immediately, turned to the side to reveal a path, and welcomed Lynch into the Stormbird.
The hatch closed, and the massive vehicle took off. At that moment, figures began to slowly appear on the previously empty streets. Arjora, peeking out of the tavern, stared blankly in the direction the vehicle had gone, seemingly oblivious to the lively discussions around him, simply looking up intently.
It wasn't until the tavern owner came over and patted him on the shoulder that this middle-aged man, who had recently faced financial ruin due to debt, snapped out of his daze.
By the way, what did the angel say to me?
He said my son would be well-suited to be a soldier.
In other words... my son can also become an angel.
Arjora's pupils dilated. Without much hesitation, he pushed away his overly enthusiastic boss and, with unsteady but quick steps, hurried towards his home.
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On the other side, the newly built plaza of Star Claw.
Thousands of warriors have already assembled at this moment. Apart from the squads that are carrying out protection and cleanup missions on trade routes outside the region, all the remaining members of Star Claw have gathered here.
This is a rare occurrence; in fact, it could be said that Star Claw has always avoided having its warriors gather in large numbers for such a parade-like event.
After all, even though they had received the Empire's pardon, the fact that so many Astartes belonged to the same chapter could easily trigger some people's sensitivities and cause some unnecessary trouble.
But today, they don't care about that anymore.
Let them handle the trouble.
Each soldier thought to themselves, as they watched the three Stormbirds slowly descending from the sky, heads raised, remaining silent.