Chapter 392 Analysis
Titus, this was not the pharmacist’s original name, but this does not mean that his current name has any real meaning that he intended.
In fact, there were a series of small accidents there.
"Olympians also like to name themselves after ancient heroes, that was a long time ago," Titus said, observing the process of purifying samples, concentrating and protein extraction by one of his apprentices, checking Are there any omissions in his steps?
It’s not that the two of them are really distinguished between teachers and apprentices in terms of military rank, but Titus is always followed by a large number of young pharmacists who are willing to learn from him.
In front of the pharmacist, the entire laboratory was evenly cut into adjacent squares. In front of many cubicles sat automatic machines that looked similar to their genetic father's hoop robot, only half the size. ——This is made by themselves to assist them in completing some tasks that are difficult for a single person to do, or repetitive tasks that do not require manpower.
Titus himself has one, and now he is sent to clean the dust and dander in the console.
“In the process of naming me, my parents also used the name of an ancient legendary general, Titus Andronicus. He had a story of bitterness and hatred. In fact, I have never liked it," Titus smiled and said to his other pharmacist apprentice.
"So after I joined the Iron Warriors, I added a letter to my name to prove that I was not that general. During that time, I originally planned to call him Tidus... Go and see that when you have time. Matrix-assisted laser ionization on the side? Thank you, Mida." He nodded to the other apprentice. There are multiple stations performing analysis and research processes on the same set of samples.
"But your name is not Tidius now," someone asked, in front of the pharmacist, the processed material had just been introduced into the ion trap mass spectrometer. A row of variations of the Iron Warriors Legion emblem is painted on the machine's shell, using a variety of representative artistic styles accumulated by humans in painting over tens of thousands of years.
Considering that paints and engraving knives obviously cannot be brought into the laboratory, it is difficult to imagine how many innocuous creative manufacturing commissions the group of technical steel warriors secretly received in the process of manufacturing various equipment.
“Because I later read the books in the Iron-Blooded library,” Titus said, “I discovered that almost 30,000 years ago, there was a wrong space theorem with the same name as Tydeus, even though No one else would notice... I changed my name again, changing two letters in my name, and finally it became like this. "You are so elegant, Andronicus." An uncontrollable chuckle.
"Oh, don't laugh at me." Titus said, waving his servo arm wildly as an ineffective threat.
On his Meditator, the mass spectrometry analysis software just typed a line "Establishment Complete" in the screen console. The machine compared the existing species database of the Iron Warriors and tried to match the Randan collected by the team members. Samples taken from bodies eaten by aliens.
The results came quickly, and the answers they obtained were disappointing but not unexpected.
"First report to my father that the virus sample we found is not in the library." Titus gave the order, "Next, let's test other properties of this neurovirus. Remember the first point , be careful of sample leakage. No one wants to clean up the entire ship every six months like the Shanzhen, right?"
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"...We temporarily named it Ran Dan's Seed. . ”
Perturabo put down his data tablet and glanced across the communication screens of several Primarchs, stopping for a moment at Lorgar Aurelion.
Since the last conversation, the number of times Lorgar mentioned his faith had further decreased, but his extremely sincere eyes always made Perturabo shiver all over. After this battle, it would be best if he had less contact with the Word Bearers. Although Lorgar's warriors were well received by the other cousins who worked with them, Perturabo decided to add a small personal element of emotion to his future considerations of legion cooperation.
“It sounds like they can work on almost any organic matter,” Horus concluded again, patting the faux fur on his shoulder. “Gene transcription, plants, animals. , No matter who comes, how does Ran Dan control this dangerous substance? They can't let it transform all their territory into those things."
He waved his hand and gestured. An arc represents those flesh and blood structures.
“If the pictures Perturabo showed me are universal, then they do live on the remains of life.” Lorgar said, his screen is often among several people The brightest background light, the brilliant golden light falling from the top of the Wandering Temple, illuminated the golden inscriptions on his skin dazzlingly.
Perturabo had to adjust the color saturation on that screen individually.
"It is impossible for a purely biological virus to achieve this effect," Leon commented. "I think, in the end, it still has something to do with psychic energy."
From Leon El'Jonson's serious face, Perturabo couldn't tell whether the son of the forest had just read it two days ago. A large number of psychic books to fill in the gaps in his knowledge.
There is undoubtedly an unknown connection with metaphysical supernatural forces on Caliban, but no one knows it except the Emperor, and perhaps Malcador, Morse and Magnus. What is that.
“Perhaps this is a material carrier of psychic energy, or a simulated material form,” Perturabo said. “Therefore, they will decompose immediately after completing the transformation of the biological ganglia. Only The extremely low probability of delayed decomposition makes it difficult for pharmacists to perform adequate testing.”
"I can't find any problems with my Luna Wolf. That may be the reason. We haven't caught up with the flesh and blood structure that has been transformed halfway." Horus replied regretfully.
He sometimes wonders if they had discovered the existence of this psychic virus at that time, whether they could have been closer to the missing Second Legion.
——But did the Second Legion discover this substance at that time? No one here knew the answer.
“It’s time for us to move on,” said Perturabo. “This Prime will be our springboard into the Corridor, and one thing is for sure. The deeper we go into the Randan Empire, the closer we are to victory. Close. At least we already know that this psychic neurovirus affects the Astartes extremely slowly and can be effectively suppressed."
"Only the dropped body is affected by the poison," Lorgar said softly. explain.
"So, can we count on the Second Legion not at least..." Horus paused, even if it was just a hypothesis, he still didn't want to say the word, "Being transformed?"
" I don’t know.” The Iron Lord lowered his eyes and recalled the empty pedestal in the Square of Heroes.
(End of this chapter)