Chapter 112 Primary Election (Part 2)
After experiencing the initial joy, Bahram immediately calmed down, and the inspection was not really over yet.
He forced himself to shift his attention and stared straight at the wonder-like equipment on the angel's body.
This kind of cutting-edge technology is a scarce resource in the lower levels of the hive city. Most of the time the machinery they can find is very old, made of recycled materials in the radiation-filled city, and has been Countless remodels and renovations.
He had never seen such an elegant and magical machine.
The pharmacist then pulled back Bahram's shirt and examined the marks on his chest, then on his arms, before taking him to a cubicle and stripping him clean.
"There are no traces of transformation, the skin integrity is 99.2%, there is a small amount of heavy metal precipitation in the body, the body fluid indicators are normal, the bones are well developed, and the fitness degree is 91.2%."
The pharmacist read as he read While walking around Bahram, a half-human, half-mechanical monster beside him made a ticking sound at the same time.
The monster had a portable writing table hanging on his chest, and on the table was a long roll of parchment that was being written on.
“What’s your name?”
"My name is Bahram Tate, your lord."
As soon as he finished speaking, he was a little surprised by the softness of his voice, so he stood up straighter and repeated it with a louder voice .
“My name is Bahram Tate, my lord!”
“You seem to be scared, Bahram.”
“I am, my lord. ”
"And also very honest, which is a good quality."
The pharmacist's tone was very kind, his armor was humming, and the sword on his waist could cut Bahram into pieces with just one blow. Spread the minced meat.
"If that's the case, why didn't you leave and go back to your family?"
The pastor on the side suddenly asked.
“Because fear is just some phantom pain in the soul after all.”
Bahram said, summoning all his courage.
“I have been scared many times before, but they are just emotions that need to be ignored and overcome.”
“Why are you here? Do you want to Do you want to fight and win glory? Or do you want to gain eternal life?”
“No, sir, I don’t think anyone can truly live forever, not even angels. I want to serve God. Serve the emperor, realize my own value, and serve all mankind."
Yazdan looked at him with admiration and nodded.
"Okay, kid, put on your clothes and stand over there."
The pharmacist turned to the slave beside him and said:
"Take him to the first group. . ”
Soon, they took him to the edge and sat with a group of unknown boys.
After some time, Haomo was also brought over, and he showed a big smile when he saw Bahram.
The bald burly man later sat with them. It was only then that Bahram knew that this 1.8-meter-tall man named Kerisa was really only fourteen years old.
It was too fantastical to think about, the guy looked not much younger than his father.
However, he was very excited about being selected, and his attitude towards Bahram has softened a lot. He told the other party that he was the child of a gang leader, but he did not want to fight in the mud pit like his ancestors. They were fighting like wild beasts in the pile of corpses. He longed for a new life, so he came here.
After accepting a new partner, Bahram felt relieved. He noticed that their group was smaller than other groups.
He anxiously wondered whether this was a good thing or a bad thing...
Time passed little by little, and the angels did not provide them with food or water. They could only rely on what they had to persevere.
While waiting, an episode occurred. A boy in their team fainted due to heat stroke and hunger, and he was immediately dragged out of the team.
This situation made the boys panic, and they all cheered up to make themselves look less weak. Bahram chose to generously share his food with others.
Finally, the last boy was brought to the middle group.
"The primary election has ended, prepare to accept the results of the first elimination!"
The pharmacist stood on the high platform and pointed to the group on the far left.
"Group 3, your bodies and our gifts are mutually exclusive. No matter what your qualities are, you are not suitable to join us and serve the Emperor, and you will always be so! So, get out of here. , go back to your families, and don’t feel ashamed, but don’t come to participate in the selection again.”
With a long and low sigh, the servants in robes took the boys away from the square.
Then the pharmacist turned his attention to the middle group.
"The second group, your potential is not enough to join our order, but you are enough to serve as a servant. You are all outstanding children, with the potential to become leaders of the mortal world. You must make a choice! Either join us , or return home, if you choose to serve us, most of you will become part of the Mortal Auxiliary Army and may gain a higher status."
As if sentenced to death, many of you will. The boy showed an expression of pain and loss, and also began to sob softly.
Bahram saw the same more than twenty hive boys, only three of them and the other melancholy guy.
"You don't need to feel sad. Only a very small number of people are destined to become angels, but it is also a great honor to become a mortal auxiliary."
The second group stood up , faced with the choice between the starry sky and the earth, most people chose the starry sky.
These people were also taken away from the square.
In the end, only the first group with the smallest number of people was left, with a total of five hundred people.
Although he looked calm, in fact Bahram's heart almost jumped out of his chest.
He knew what was going to happen next, but he couldn't believe it unless the angel himself said these words.
"For the first group, your potential and physique meet the requirements for transformation, and you will undergo further testing in three days! So, congratulations to you, you have been successfully selected as potential recruits. From this moment on, you They are all candidates for the Astral Knights Chapter!”
As soon as the words fell, everyone looked happy, but they did not dare to speak or cheer, but the cheerful atmosphere still spread among the boys.
Haoma nodded towards the pharmacist, as if the other person was a sage.
Kelisa had a satisfied smile on her big face.
The dark clouds on the gloomy boy's face finally dissipated. Although he only smiled slightly, his violently shaking arms could be felt by people nearby.
Only Bahram remained expressionless.
But in fact, his heart was beating violently.
He was full of fantasies about what would happen in the future.
(End of this chapter)