At 1230 hours on March 9, 2532 in the military calendar, the Eridanus e galaxy - Military Intelligence Medical Institution - Dr. Halsey's Office

Dr. Halsey felt extremely irritated. She kept transferring an eagle-headed gold coin from her little finger to her thumb and then back to her little finger. Deya was a little surprised. This was the second time since she cooperated with Dr. Halsey.

I saw the Doctor going crazy. The last time I saw the Doctor like this was when Colonel Exxon of the Military Intelligence Agency asked to take over Spartan II.

"Still can't open the transformation warehouse?" Dr. Halsey suddenly asked.

"The outer energy shield of the transformation warehouse is weakening, but it will take at least 23 minutes and 45 seconds before we can safely break it." Deya answered immediately.

"John... where is Spartan 117's life index?"

"Spartan 117's life index is still above the safety line." Dr. Halsey does have a very special feeling for Spartan 117, Deya couldn't help but think.

"Do we still have to wait?" Dr. Halsey lay on the experimental table as if she was frustrated.

However, Spartan 117's brainwaves have been in a state of chaos. Deya didn't know whether she should tell Dr. Halsey the news. According to Sergeant Major Mendez, "In this special case, Dr. Halsey also

Powerless and powerless, so it's best for her to know as little as possible." Well, Deja decided to follow Sergeant Major Mendez's instructions and try to tell Dr. Halsey only the good news about Spartan 117, so that Dr. Halsey

It will be easier.

At 1145 hours on March 9, 2532 in the military calendar, 45 minutes ago - the Eridanus e galaxy - the Spartan Phase 2 Core Research Laboratory of the Military Intelligence Agency's Medical Institution

Sergeant Major Mendez watched the medical team move Spartan 117 into a machine that looked very Covenant-style. The peculiar route was covered with a dark blue crystal oval cover and six brown spiral tubes as thick as a human head.

Like two big hands wrapping the oval part, the six nozzles at the lower end had obvious defects. Sergeant Mendez easily thought that this thing was probably dismantled from those ruins, although this was not what he should do.

However, any intelligence agency is tight on the outside and loose on the inside. All information that is top secret to outsiders is often a topic of gossip for insiders.

Two technical squads were busy connecting several different-colored pipelines to the broken pipe mouth. Sergeant Mendez could only recognize that the blue one should be the life-support system, and the red one was the energy supply. Soon everything was

The preparations were completed, "Come on, boy" Sergeant Major Mendez watched the medical staff exit the research room after completing the final inspection and silently encouraged Spartan 117.

Several military intelligence technical officers began to be busy in front of the operating table. The blue machine began to make a disgusting low-frequency noise. Although Sergeant Mendez's physical fitness was far superior to ordinary people, he still felt dizzy and nauseated. But soon he

I was attracted by the wonderful scene in front of me. The lines on the blue crystal cover lit up one by one, like strange words. As more and more lines lit up, a circular guard outside the machine began to flash.

.Sergeant Major Mendez, who had supervised many transformation processes, turned and glared at the technical officer in front of the operation desk, "What's wrong?"

"I don't know, it seems that there is an energy being injected into the transformation warehouse." A small military intelligence technical officer with light freckles on his face answered Sergeant Major Mendez while moving his fingers quickly on the operating table.

"Cut it off right now," Sergeant Major Mendez almost shouted.

"That's the problem. This energy does not come from our supply. We have cut off the main energy supply to the transformation warehouse, but the operation index of the transformation warehouse is still improving." The black-haired military intelligence technical officer wearing glasses answered Mendez.

The sergeant major stared intently at the holographic screen in front of him. "75%...83%...96%...100%, full power operation." The black-haired military intelligence technical officer wearing glasses turned to look at the modification warehouse.

The voice was full of admiration. A circular shield completely protected the dark blue transformation warehouse. Pieces of shining strange-shaped characters flashed like stars on the dark blue crystal cover. Sergeant Mendez was holding up a

He slashed the alloy fire ax toward the protective shield. A bright light flashed on the protective shield, and then Sergeant Mendez was knocked away like a hard-hit elastic ball. The two medical staff hurried to rescue the door.

Sergeant Major Des, but Sergeant Major Mendes seemed to be only slightly injured. He quickly stood up and pushed away the two medical staff who were busy bandaging the wounds. He pressed the tourniquet on his head and walked towards the operating table.

.….

"What do we know now?" Sergeant Mendez asked.

"The energy shield seems to be able to rebound attacks." The black-haired military intelligence technical officer wearing glasses responded reflexively.

"Tell me something I don't know." Sergeant Mendez gritted his teeth.

"Spartan 117's vitality index is still under our monitoring, but his brain waves are in disorder. The transformation chamber is still operating at full power, but the energy injection seems to have ended." The small, freckle-faced Military Intelligence Bureau technical officer responded quickly

Sergeant Mendez's question.

"Deya, your inference." Sergeant Major Mendez turned to look at the sparkling AI Deya, which was when she was running at high speed.

"Spartan 117 seems to have triggered some kind of advanced transformation program. A large amount of information seems to be being injected into his brain. The strength of the outer energy shield is very high. It is impossible for us to open it before the transformation is completed. According to the calculation of the current energy level decay index of the transformation chamber,

The transformation was completed in 67 minutes and 37 seconds. Sergeant Mendez, do you want to inform Dr. Halsey about the current situation? She is waiting for the results of the transformation."

"Does Dr. Halsey have a solution to the current situation?"

"Based on known intelligence analysis, the probability that Dr. Halsey has a solution is less than 0.13%."

"Then don't let her cause trouble. Tell her that there is some malfunction in the transformation warehouse and it has closed itself. The transformation time may be extended, but Spartan 117's current health value is stable." Sergeant Major Mendez sat back a little tiredly.

On several mechanical boxes, he motioned to the medical staff to come forward and continue bandaging him.

"Survive, boy." Sergeant Major Mendez looked at the transformation warehouse and prayed silently.

"Where is this?" Ye Kai felt that every inch of his body was crushed. He struggled to open his eyes, but the dazzling white light immediately made him close his eyes tightly. The severe pain made Ye Kai seem to be more focused.

, he began to try to recall where he had arrived, but a huge flow of information instantly overwhelmed his consciousness.

"Spartan Project...117...Dr. Halsey...Forerunner...Civilization inheritance." The huge flow of information finally overwhelmed Ye Kai's consciousness, and what finally crossed his mind was a

A simple obsession: "Live, live, I want to live." I also want to live! With such a sigh, Ye Kai's consciousness fell into darkness again.

"Sergeant Mendez, the transformation warehouse has stopped operating." The little freckle-faced Military Intelligence Technical Officer shouted

"Where's the energy shield?"

"It also stopped working."

"Technical team, open the warehouse, medical team," Sergeant Major Mendez stood up forcefully and waved to the waiting team to quickly come forward. Spartan 117's body was quickly taken out, laid flat on the stretcher and reconnected to the life support system.

"How is he doing?" Sergeant Mendez asked urgently.

"The vital index is stable, the brain waves are stable, and further examinations are needed in other aspects." A medical staff replied.

"He's awake, he seems to want to talk to you." Another medical staff said.

"Spartan 117, what's wrong?" Sergeant Major Mendez tried to straighten his body and walked to the stretcher truck.

"Sir, please tell Dr. Halsey that I won."

"I will convey your message. Now, Spartan 117, your mission is to rest." Sergeant Mendez took a step back and signaled the medical team to start transporting Spartan 117. "Deya, inform Dr. Halsey. Spartan

117 asked to tell 'I won'."

"Yes, Sergeant Mendez." Deya's avatar quickly disappeared from the core research room.

At 1307 hours on March 9, 2532 in the military calendar, the Eridanus e galaxy - Military Intelligence Medical Institution - Dr. Halsey's Office

"Deya, what's the result?" Dr. Halsey asked almost at the same time that Deya appeared.

"Spartan 117 is in stable condition, and the medical team is conducting follow-up examinations." Deya's avatar turned slightly blue, which was a sign of her excitement. "John asked us to tell us, 'I won.'"….

Dr. Halsey breathed a sigh of relief and raised her eyebrows again. She reached for the tablet on the table and walked out the door while ordering: "Send the follow-up report of Spartan 117 as soon as possible, and notify us separately."

Sergeant Major Mendez sent someone to take me to the Third Area Security Research Institute." As soon as she walked out of the door, Dr. Halsey stopped and looked up at the iron-gray passage roof, as if she could see through the thick deck.

, seeing the infinite starry sky outside the orbital station. Dr. Halsey said softly: "I'm going to speed up too." Then she turned her head to identify the direction, and turned to the direction of Area D - where the space station's spacecraft parking cabin is.

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At the same time - unknown space - in front of the super large holographic screen

"What's the result?" asked the mysterious male voice.

"Synchronization was successful, but consciousness was not awakened." A female voice with a slight electronic sound answered.

"It's normal. Prepare for the next step." The mysterious male voice seemed to be sighing.

"Normal!?" The female voice with a slight electronic tone raised its voice slightly. "What does normal mean?"

"Normally, no one can successfully awaken after the first fusion." The mysterious male voice explained calmly.

"Then why do you still want to bet with me on this matter?" The female voice with a slight electronic sound was full of doubts.

"So I didn't increase the bet." The mysterious male voice said matter-of-factly, but silently thought in his heart, "Maybe I'm also looking forward to a miracle."
Chapter completed!