Chapter 91 Practice brings true knowledge
“I must admit that the taste of this apple and peach pie is really good, Master Hongsuo. Its taste and ingredients are indeed worthy of a small tactical raid.”< br>
Only a few small crumbs of food and two Astartes-sized forks were left on the eighteen-inch metal baking pan. The Potion Master and his apprentice sat on either side, pretending to be fighting. Surrounded by the amniotic trough, medical cabin and various biological specimens containing the remains of the monks, they enjoyed the last moments of a beautiful supper.
"Of course, didn't you see it when you went there recently? The menu notice board in the officers' mess said that due to raw material supply and preservation issues, this very popular snack is now available in limited quantities every day. Even Space Marines can only purchase half a piece per person, first come first served basis every day."
"Half per person?" His apprentice raised his white eyebrows. Looking at the complete baking pan, there was an entire apple and peach pie on it.
"Oh, I used your quota as well. After all," his teacher and superior said without changing his face, "As the only pharmacist master and apprentice in this battle group and on this ship, we are one, you What’s mine is mine.”
“This sounds like you are taking advantage of me, Master Hongsuo.”
“Ha! , don’t say it so seriously, as if I really took advantage of you, tut tut.”
“Or use an ancient Terran idiom that is not so appropriate: borrow flowers to offer to the Buddha.”
"Oh? How do you say this short sentence...?" Hong Suo looked amused, "It is difficult for our tongue muscles to pronounce such syllables accurately, JIE_HUA_XIA_FU? It seems that you and your fast-reading are stupid Friends who are old have indeed read a lot in the big library... Maybe I should go and have a look someday. Where is this library you went to? ”
His young apprentice raised his eyebrows in surprise again.
“I thought you had been there a long time ago.”
“Ha! I don’t have much free time to go to a relaxing place like that. This place alone needs to be monitored and maintained every day. The ongoing and upcoming experiments, as well as the, ahem, constant emergencies are enough to keep me busy right now."
"The library is not the kind of place to relax, Master Hongsuo. , we are not going to do it idle."
"Okay, okay." The pharmacist paused and waved his hand with a helpless but not angry look, as if he could calm down what he had just said. brush off these conversations.
The master of pharmacy pointed at the ancient guide book that Parogov was reading just now on the experimental table. The cover of the book was mottled with weather and frost, and you could still see a large eagle-headed lightning seal struck across the cover. It was about the size of a The semi-melted fire paint mark in the shape of a capital I and the gorgeous wings carefully pasted on faded gold foil with almost no details at all underneath.
“Although this Apothecary’s Guide was written a long time ago, its content is very detailed. It has almost studied the physiology of Space Marines to the extreme, and has written down all the classic situations and conjectures that may occur...I Sometimes I really wonder who the author is. As far as my intuition is concerned, if this guy didn't die in the endless wars in the past, then he must have left something in this galaxy or become famous. . ”
“On my own, though,” the Chaos Space Marine leaned back in his chair (and shifted his medical pack to make himself more comfortable), holding one hand to the other. Shaking the coffee cup with the skull icon and halo etched on it, "Being a pharmacist still cannot completely follow the steps of the predecessors... Although the reference materials are very useful, to put it bluntly, they are just stepping stones and more advanced stepping stones. , as pharmacists who are valued by the Chapter Leader, for the future of the Chapter, we must pay attention to practice to gain true knowledge, little Niraidoa."
His apprentice also picked up his own remaining enthusiasm. He took a sip from the coffee cup and said, "What you said sounds a bit heretical. Master Hongso, the genetic sages of Luna, Mars and other places must have a lot to say to you about this."
"Ha! You are so full of witty words today, do you want to make me laugh to death? Little Niraido, if those mechanical scavengers have anything to say, just come and ask. Can a large part of them still be considered human beings? I have doubts. In all these years, I have never seen so many people who are so impatient.”
"Oh? The Mechanicum's exploration team has always been known for its adventurous spirit of challenging the unknown and going on and on. Why do you evaluate them like this?"
"Ha! What a fantasy and beautiful fairy tale hero it sounds like. Theme! Little Nilaydoa, did you accidentally read some thousand-year-old antique book in the library and have this strange hallucination about them? Oil guys are more human than some Martian oil guys. Regarding this, I can tell you some stories that I have seen before. ——Well, let me take a look at these temperatures first. Maintaining the level of endocrine hormones -" Hongsuo turned his head, stretched out his hand, turned several knobs and buttons on the bronze and brass panel of a large meditator, and checked the monitoring data and real-time conditions. . "Okay, no problem, then, let me tell you..."
Honso's dark eyes flashed with evil pleasure.
Parogov raised his white eyebrows for the third time.
"I would like to hear the details."
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After hours of enthusiastic lectures by the master of medicine and more sand After pouring hot Reka coffee, what Parogov finally received was——
A head full of vivid sailing and battle stories, descriptions of battle scenes, and various weapons used in battles that were not so aboveboard or practical. (hee) tips, various colloquial designations for the warriors of the 7th, 13th or other legions, and the real theme of this episode: a poignant look at what many members of the Mechanicus have become. Sarcastic and scalpel-like dissection and commentary.
Finally, the apothecary apprentice walked thoughtfully on the main passage leading to the great library of the monastery. The automatic lumens on the Destiny Steel showed that it was the time between midnight and pre-dawn, even if it was not necessary Resting Space Marines often choose to take a short nap at this moment to better restore their energy.
A group of Domitar-class mechs on routine patrol passed by him. They were well-maintained, and the gear emblem of the Mechanicum on their bodies looked fresh and bright.
The leader was a "Silver Skull" veteran who decorated his power armor in a way that compared to others.
When the other party saw his face, he obviously choked and put his hand on the weapon, but finally said hello to him.
"Brother Nilaidoa! Are you going to the Hall of Omens so late?"
"Yes." The apothecary apprentice calmly replied, "I have something to ask...Robert .”
"Oh, he should still be at his teacher's place. When I passed by, I saw the no-disturb warning light on at the door of Maatra's residence."
"Thank you, I think I can wait. He took a while."
The other party nodded, sighed, "You guys have a really good relationship," and then left.
The apothecary apprentice continued to walk forward.
Gua.
Chapter 2 Night.
It’s so cold!
I felt strangely cold before evening and found that the skinned man seemed to have turned off the heater at some point during the night (
(End of this chapter)