Chapter 14 "Malcador and I have decided..."
Destiny Steel
Apothecary's Workshop
Recruits' Sleeping Cabin
Sleep The working lights of the cabin dimmed, and when the negative pressure lock was released, there was a hissing exhaust sound in the surroundings. Milky white clouds of low-temperature gas overflowed from the hatch cover and gradually dissipated on the floor until they turned into faint traces of water. .
The newcomer opened his blue eyes.
Blue psychic lightning filled it, making his eyeballs like molten star cores.
No focus.
The curtain waved gently.
The sound of rustling beaks and claws and laughter could be heard from very far away.
A faint golden candlelight.
A black shadow that seemed to have feathers passed by.
Julius, who had just woken up, lay there and blinked in confusion.
The psychic light flickered out of his eyes.
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"Okay, not bad. Next, hold your right hand and jump with your left leg. Well, that's it." Hongsuo took the data pad and asked the other party to do test movements and record some data from time to time. "How do you feel? ?”
“It’s not bad. But my eyes were uncomfortable just now, but it’s better now, I think.” The blond Julius replied, while using his armored feet in a novel way. Stomping the ground.
"What? Is there something wrong with the leg armor?" The pharmacist turned his chair and prepared to summon the weapon slave.
The newcomer shook his head in embarrassment, "Ah, no, Master Hongsuo, I just feel that this power armor makes my body feel particularly relaxed today."
The corners of the former war blacksmith's mouth turned up. He made an extremely slight arc and said, "Of course, I've had someone adjust it based on your strength. Because your physical fitness is indeed very outstanding. My father, the Chapter Commander, mentioned to me that even if you look at the Milky Way, 伱The original genetic combination is also a rare and perfect arrangement that is unique in millions. I guess he must be talking about more than just your psychic power.”
Julius - who had woken up earlier than the rest of his companions, as Honso's first exercise - sat down beside the apothecary without hesitation. It was not that he didn't know what was going on, but just like Pettu As Labo expected, these Dornish cubs have now adapted well to becoming members of the "Silver Skull" after gene seed fusion and hypnosis training.
He was previously taken to visit the training room, officers' mess, assigned rooms and other facilities. Although they called themselves the Lost Chapter of the expedition, the recruits secretly praised the piety of the senior monks in their hearts. Because the church seemed to be the best-maintained and newest place in the entire Chapter monastery, this made Julius put aside his vague worries.
Due to the lack of new blood for a long time, the number of veterans in the war group is very small. Although they all look a little tired, talkative and fierce, generally speaking, they are all doing well; In addition to the traditional gladiatorial cage, popular entertainment activities in the regiment also include "online simulation" and "real-time wargame model battle deduction" that Julius heard about for the first time. The veterans pay special attention to the last one. They will This event is held in the Hall of the Council of Twelve, set in a giant tabletop sandbox, and the characters use very detailed, painted miniatures to refer to and fight.
In contrast, Julius still prefers to stay with Honso, not only because of their more similar body shapes - in fact, Soltan is also a good person, and the second company commander came here He visited them several times, and his rock-steady strength helped Julius stabilize an experimental reading that was too high - but Honso did feel more like an "elder brother" to him.
Hong Suo didn’t agree with this little trick, but he didn’t object either. He acquiesced in Xiao Zai’s behavior which was actually quite out of bounds in the war gang, and was secretly surprised that he didn’t do it either. Then I want to cut them up and stuff them into something, or mince them directly. He packed up his equipment and led Julius along the corridor to the battleship's Omen Hall - a space specially designed for the prophet's think tank and psychic advisors.
"Come, lie down on this magic circle. Today our witch, Brother Emmenut, the prophet, sent me a message. He wants to test your psychic level and direction."
"Then why doesn't he come by himself?"
"He will arrive here in about 10 standard minutes. I want to do some physiological monitoring work for you before starting."< br>
The Prophet Emmenute, Julius searched in his memory, and immediately matched this name with the long-haired monk wearing a think tank armor and holding a staff. Ah, this is the master. , he seems a bit out of place with other veterans, but think tanks are a special group like pharmacists, and they have different divisions of labor. This situation should be normal, right?
"Speaking of which, Master Hongsuo, is there any news about the appointment of the 10th company commander?" The blond recruit endured the feeling of electrodes being arranged on his body and decided to take the risk to inquire about a topic that was of vital importance to him. "I hope it is A kind, strict, and experienced monk with new recruits will lead us..."
"That's not up to you, kid. Don't ask about things you shouldn't ask. Now close your eyes and let me test you. "
Well, may the God-Emperor bless us.
Julius prayed secretly in his heart as he closed his eyes.
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"What? Have you really decided like this?" Lamizane raised his head from a pile of scrolls and data pads, and countless new information continued to dance on his black moonstone irises. "You can't just go away and leave all this work to me - Perturabo! My Perturabo! Oh! Why did you abandon me!"
"You*** If I continue to use my vocal cords to produce such operatic aria-like sounds, I will jump out of the Iron-Blooded airlock in a few years!"
Bian Mu's demon primarch gritted his teeth. The body roared, "Listening to this is worse than hearing the crow of a drake! My hair is standing on end because of goosebumps. Besides! Lamizane Carosini! You should get more used to normal... Work time and efficiency instead of fishing all day long to develop pet repellent and more Reka coffee recipes!"
"Okay, okay, then have you really decided to do this? ." Lamizane's expression looked like he realized that the Emperor was telling him, "Malcador and I have decided that you will sit on this golden toilet."
"I have stayed in the palace for ten thousand years, and I want to go out for more walks." Bian Mu unceremoniously pushed a dozen new data to be processed into his body and the processing link of LOGOS .
"My will is as strong as steel (MYWILLISIRON)."
As he spoke, he shook his big fluffy tail and jumped into the specially-made Dreadnought cockpit which was undergoing final adjustments.
Lamizane looked at him and crossed his arms, "(Gutella swears), I have to say, it's so hellish, Perturabo is going to be the tenth company commander (the leader of recruits) . ”
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