Chapter 28 WIN-WIN
Destiny Steel
Temporary Detention Center
Ventris' Room
As some ancient practice and influence on human physiology In accordance with the function, the day and night rhythm of the battleship during space navigation is mainly determined by the regularly adjusted lights.
It is now morning, and the newly modulated lighting color in the ship's hull is a bright daylight color. The pharmacist master is already standing outside the door of a cabin, and the skull mask on his shoulder armor reflects a faint golden light.
The electronic eyes of the guarding Iron Ring soldier verified his identity.
The door moved aside and Hong Suo stepped into the room.
"Good day, Brother Uriel Ventress."
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The prayer of the first four captains of the Ultramarines had ended, but he was still kneeling there. When he heard the sound at the door, he stood up and turned around.
"Good day, Brother Honso."
What appeared in front of Ventress was a tall, tall, white-armored pharmacist with broad shoulders.
His hair is shaved, and he wears a medical goggle on one eye. The iris of the other eye is as blue as a glacier. The wrinkles caused by long-term thinking make him look reliable and reliable. Full of wisdom.
His well-equipped medical mechanical backpack and arm assist device made Ventris subconsciously have a new assessment of the wealth of this Ultramarines sub-group that he had heard of for a long time but had almost no contact with, and The old and new battle scars on the pharmacist's helmetless face also made the former fourth company commander stand in awe.
Obviously, these respectable brothers with silver skulls have experienced some unimaginable battles in the past hundreds or even thousands of years. He vaguely heard that they had just ended their expedition on the edge of the wilderness and were preparing to return to the empire to rest.
Undoubtedly, although he and Pasanius have lost most of their honors, the fact that they can stay for a while on the Monastery of the Iron Destiny with the extraordinary warriors from the same genetic bloodline, It still made Ventris feel that the pressure was slightly relieved, and he was grateful for it.
The Iron Warrior raised his eyebrows and walked into the Ultramarine's room.
“I hope you are feeling well today, Brother.”
“Very well indeed, Brother Honso, your monastery battleship is in one of the best maintenance conditions I have ever seen, even the air The regulator has the perfect smell and temperature.”
"Of course, our battle group's technical preparation master is the best in the entire star field." When he said this, the pharmacist seemed to have a strange smile on his face, and he seemed very proud.
"It's time for you to do a routine checkup today. Come here, take off your clothes, Ventris, and lie down."
The Ultramarine walked to his bed as instructed. In front of the good bed, "Thank you, Brother Honso, thank you very much for letting me and Pasanius use the medical resources of the Chapter... Like this?"
"That's it, don't move now, I'm going to do some basic checks on you first. The trip you two had was obviously not pleasant and harmful to your health."
The pharmacist turned on his scanning equipment and took some notes after a full body biochemical scan. data, and then began to touch corresponding points on Ventress's body with the medical probe on his finger.
"How does your spine feel now?"
"It's okay. I think it's completely back to normal."
"That's good news. Breathe as hard as you can, and look at this again. Take a breath, yes, well, the third lung seems to be working well too."
"Thank you for your superb medical skills, Master Hongsuo, I almost thought I might give it up." Ventress expressed his gratitude sincerely.
The Potion Master shook his head, "It's just a trivial repair work."
As the physical examination progressed gradually, their previous atmosphere gradually became more relaxed.
"This huge wound on the abdomen has been recently healed. It looks like the claws of some kind of creature? Huh?" Honso's fingertips moved on Ventress's abdominal muscles, and the flesh-colored abdominal muscles were covered by A large mass of pale new flesh was entangled, and it seemed that something terrifying and strangely powerful had torn a large piece of flesh out of the Ultramarine's body.
"Yes, it was on Extreme Thalassis," Ventress's face was shrouded in a faint shadow, "In that world we had an encounter with the Tyranid swarm... In the end, we eliminated it. This was what was left by the Norn queen of that swarm at that time."
"Many strong soldiers were able to fight against Tyranid creatures for a period of time, but they have never faced a Norn. There are really not many soldiers who survived the insect queen." The medical probe moved over and collected a few blood samples near the wound. "...Let me see the data. Indeed, the previous pharmacist...Brother, he did it. Very well, the remaining Tyranid toxins in your body have been removed to a negligible level - but you have such commendable achievements -" the pharmacist shook his head and did not continue to comment, but Wen Chui. Si knew what the monk wanted to say. Their power armor and weapons that had been stripped of all glory and meritorious decorations were not a secret worth keeping.
"I voluntarily accepted and swore a death oath to be exiled." The black-haired Astartes lay there and said calmly, "I also believe that we can finally complete it and return to our beautiful home world."
The master pharmacist who was busy on him made a nasal noise, which sounded a little bit sarcastic. Uriel frowned, "Is there anything funny about this? Brother Honso."
"No, of course not, I didn't mean that. I mean, if your heart rate didn't change so obviously when you said this, I would think that your will is stronger than I thought, Wen Tris."
"...Sorry."
"It's okay, if you're looking for someone to talk to, I'd be happy to help."
"...Thank you, Brother Honso." Ventress's voice didn't sound so sure.
"You're welcome. Now please tilt your head to one side. Yes, that's it. Since you have recovered from the Norn Queen's attack, I would like to collect some of your endocrine hormone fluid as a sample. If you If you don't mind."
"Sure, please...hiss...ah..."
"This will be a little exciting, don't worry, it will be over soon"
The medical probe pierced deeply, almost half of it inserted into the hollow of his neck. Therefore, the black-haired commander of the fourth company could only maintain a lying position with his head sideways. The vibration of his vocal cords when he spoke was transmitted to the probe. On the needle, a slight sensation aroused in Hong Suo's fingertips.
Ventress took a deep breath to prepare himself for what he was going to say next.
"First of all, I'm sorry for getting involved with Pasanius."
Honso tilted his head, and the medical arm he placed on Ventris' neck did not move at all. "Your friend doesn't seem to think so. But please continue."
"Ultramarines - the meaning given to them represents courage, truth and unwavering faith in the Emperor..." Honso said nothing sound, his glacier-colored eyes stared at the medical probe.
"Our Chapter is so steadfast and great that our warriors need to be bound together by adhering to the teachings of the Codex, which guides them to the rules, makes clear the source of their courage, and allows them to Look up to their superiors and gain more courage from mutual trust and connection...and I don't feel disrespected or regretful for my actions, I just accept that they should not be discussed in private as an inappropriate seed. was circulated in..."
Ventress's voice gradually became blurry, and he whispered to himself.
"Well...indeed,...is the cornerstone of existence." The Potion Master's voice sounded more distant.
The graduated tube at the end of the medical probe is gradually filled with pink liquid.
"Okay, it's over. You may be a little sleepy next. A good sleep will help you relax."
Honso put away his equipment with great satisfaction, and even He covered Ventress with the quilt thoughtfully.
The former fourth company commander murmured one last question before falling into a dark and sweet sleep.
"So...he is our father's living saint...right...?"
The door closed.
Quack!
My neck hurts. I don’t know if it’s the cold wind blowing. I’m coding to the extreme, so that’s it (eyes moving)
So far, this boat is really full of double-headed eagles from a distance, and everything from close up (eye movement)
(End of this chapter)