Chapter 37 The Beginning of Integration and Change
The days passed day by day.
The secret conversation between father and son that took place in the big tent was like a pebble sinking to the bottom of a lake. It only made a small splash at the beginning and then became silent again.
Calvin also continued to maintain his family life with Mu during hunting.
Material conditions are improving, and interpersonal relationships are also quietly changing.
Since returning from that hunt, news about Calvin has spread vaguely among the tribe.
They all knew directly or indirectly about this white-haired boy’s record:
During the coldest period of the cold season, a Kraken was hunted alone from the snowy forest and sea, and was dragged back intact while surrounded by a group of beasts.
Such behavior is somewhat legendary by any standards.
After this battle, both adults and young people in the tribe re-understood the significance of Calvin's existence.
The women of the tribe were talking about Mu's luck, and the male-dominated hunters and warriors would also talk about how the woman named Mu picked up a white thread in the snow at the wine table.
The wolf cub is back...
The initial distrust and doubt faded over time.
On the basis that his abilities have been proven, the invitations coming one after another from the hunter team seem to be natural.
Mu is extremely happy with this change.
She is not happy about her change in status, but simply hopes that if one day she is no longer around, this tribe will have a reason for Calvin to stay...
Calvin, who saw all this in his eyes, did not refuse. He just joined one of the teams after careful consideration:
This is the team of the former tribal leader’s daughter——Qiao.
The team is small in size, with less than ten people including Calvin. Except for Joe, the remaining members of the team are elites from other hunting teams.
They are experienced but generally less than middle-aged, and the steel knives and pure metal arrowheads they all carry illustrate the strength of this team.
Of course, such an elite team was not formed spontaneously, but was due to Joe's identity.
The tribal leader, Lucas Sr., was not good at force. The biggest reason why he was able to take over the heavy responsibility from the previous leader was that he could hold a bowl of water levelly.
He has been known for his fairness all his life and has won the trust of the warriors of the tribe. It is really not a big deal to invest resources in the safety of his daughter.
Calvin's joining was also authorized by the tribal leader. His powerful martial arts are the last guarantee for Joe's personal safety.
Of course, Joe was opposed to it, but it was only a symbolic resistance.
Calvin didn't pay attention, after all, women's memories are always surprisingly long-lasting in certain details.
From his perspective, this is completely understandable:
This is due to their physiological structure, and it is also their basic need for a stable environment and corresponding emotions as the bearers of the continuation of the race...
The initial run-in was not smooth. After all, with a proud guy like Joe around, everyone could not have the same tacit understanding as before.
But fortunately, Calvin's individual qualities made up for these gaps.
The skills of the Court of Assassins are very useful here:
Whether it is tracking prey in a complex environment or violently attacking a single large target, Calvin's training experience at the Iverson Temple allowed him to fully utilize his physical fitness to its maximum lethality.
An iron drill, a piece of rope, a dagger, and a short arrow can all become deadly weapons in his hands.
The members of the team are even a little scared. They are afraid of Calvin's obviously mature martial arts and the logic behind it.
Although their cultural education is not enough to understand its significance, they who have been fighting wild beasts all year round can still instinctively appreciate the anti-human cruelty that belongs to the essence of human assassination.
Calvin was also aware of this situation and didn't even want to know.
After the hunt, the team members who remained silent looked too ugly, obviously frightened by his murderous intent.
In the days that followed, he gradually reduced the use of Iverson's assassin martial arts, and began to use other martial arts that he remembered as belonging to legionnaires.
The absolute upper limit of these skills is actually not low, but they are only used with conventional weapons
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Under the cover of the cover, it seems that it is not as extreme as the skills of the Assassin Court.
In the days that followed, Calvin spent most of his time hunting with this team.
The members of the team are stable and have good average quality. The most important thing is that they can be trusted.
Calvin was also happy to carry his prey on such a long mountain road alone after getting rid of the basic problem of food and clothing.
The members of the team also gradually accepted Calvin's existence due to Joe's forgetfulness.
With the cultural background of the nomadic people, they naturally admired Calvin's strength and the skills condensed in him. The strong personal charm of Calvin himself was also the reason why they were attracted.
So without Joe as an obstacle, these young warriors couldn't wait to surround him and ask him about those amazing skills and the philosophy behind them...
In addition to his hunting life, he would occasionally go out alone and disappear in the mountains for a few days. But with the guarantee of his strength, no one cared about his whereabouts.
As the cold season comes to an end, the royal court of the tribe also moves with the transfer of hunting grounds.
The place where the ancestral court is located has also returned to its former peace. Only the wild animals that accidentally intruded fled in a hurry after smelling the dense "human smell" here.
In the deserted royal city, only the tower left by the angels from high heaven has existed here forever like the guardian of the gods.
In the underground warehouse in the central tower of the royal court, Calvin sat at the dining table, chewing the nutritious porridge without any taste in his mouth.
As the Order of Omen came closer to closure, they gradually gave up their rule here without the need for manpower.
In order to maintain long-term survival, the soldiers and defense agencies stationed here have fallen into a long dormancy.
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In the empty tower, only Calvin's figure appears in the passage leading to the storage area.
Calvin's goal is very clear, which is the supplies Constantine left for him here.
Among them, the special foods belonging to the Astartes are the most precious, and they are also precious resources that he cannot obtain locally.
The tribe's diet is too primitive. If he wants to ensure the normal development of his internal organs, he must return here regularly.
Although the tasteless nutritious porridge is unpalatable, the bone-strengthening ceramic powder and other trace elements that stimulate the growth of Superman's organs are substances he must take in.
It had been half a year since Constantine left, and Calvin was already an adult man over six feet tall.
The further growth of the body is a gratifying progress, which further unlocks many skills that Calvin could not perform before.
But unfortunately, the use of psychic powers is still not possible.
In the previous time, Calvin tried more than once to restore his connection with the core of his soul.
Under the constraints of the power of time and space, the cosmic defense mechanism of this time segment is extremely stubborn.
With its thin but powerful power, it firmly bound Calvin's soul and refused him to use this power to interfere with the development of any local things.
Every time he tries, he fights against the constraints of time and space.
And every time he was about to succeed, he stopped in time before touching his soul.
It's not that he can't do it, but that he instinctively has a hunch that as long as he forcibly uses psychic powers, the time he will stay here will be greatly shortened.
And activating his soul to awaken the entire psychic power means that he will completely end this time travel here.
This simple choice is obviously not in his latest plan.
Putting aside the initial panic and helplessness, he was already keenly aware of the preciousness of this unexpected trip after meeting Constantine.
Being able to go back in time, and actually understand and change the direction of some things, is this a rare opportunity in the eyes of many people?
Such an opportunity is now in front of Calvin. If he returns home so easily, it will be a waste of this rare opportunity.
If God does not take what he wants, he will suffer the consequences.
Calvin, who recognized the current situation, was no longer eager to return, but chose to be patient and try to change the current situation here.
He hopes that with his power, at this point in time
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With the help of the Order of Bad Omen, we will try to make a plan that spans time.
In that high tower, he discussed with Constantine for a long time.
The latter accepted Calvin's plan and returned to Terra to bring Calvin the resources he desired.
Calvin is waiting here quietly, trying to slowly change the people here, while also waiting for Constantine's return.
This may be an unexpected trip.
But this does not prevent him from taking advantage of the trend and making long-term plans at an earlier time.
He hopes to solve the waste of resources caused by the shutdown of the Order of Omen, and then take advantage of the situation to solve the seemingly unsolvable and doomsday war situation in the Orps sector.
After finishing today's rationed nutritious meal, Calvin put down the tin box in his hand and walked out the door.
The meditator in the tower was under the control of the highest authority, silently opening all the doors along the way for him, and then quietly closing them one after another after he left.
The tribe’s fifteen-year warrior recruitment meeting is now in full swing.
It was a festival for the entire tribe, and it was also the opportunity he had been waiting for for a long time.
As long as he wins this recruitment selection, he will be able to gain more rights with the recognition of more people.
A few tents, a few warriors, dozens of mounts, and even a tribe of hundreds of people.
These rewards are there waiting for him to get them, and the people here are also waiting for his arrival. Under his leadership, they will emerge from the era of barbarism and ignorance hundreds of years ahead of schedule.
The cold wind outside the tower is still howling, and the last charm of the winter goddess lingers.
Under the blowing wind and snow, Calvin's figure became smaller and smaller in the vast white wasteland...
Cang!
With the dirty sword in the hand of Mars, the son of the tribe leader (half-hand sword, that is, the length of the sword body is one and a half hands. Because it is neither a one-handed sword nor a two-handed sword, it is called the dirty sword because of its specifications).
Fei, this battle witnessed by the leaders of the tribal alliance has also come to an end.
Calvin held the sword in one hand and looked calm. It was as if he was not the one who just cut Mars down in front of him.
But the facts are facts, and the silence of the herdsmen around them and the solemn expressions of the leaders on the high platform are proof that it is true.
This is in line with Calvin's expectations and is part of his plan.
In primitive and barbaric tribal culture, whoever controls violence owns everything.
This is Calvin's plan, to defeat the opponents along the way as much as possible with thunderous gestures, so that the people watching the battle can understand his martial arts and power to the greatest extent.
Strength is violence, and violence is power.
This is the unchangeable truth that people of this era have discovered after going through the test of iron and blood.
It is also the most original reason for the birth of rights in the context of this era.
Under such violent suppression, Calvin did not need to pin his hopes on the ruler on a high platform, he was enough to use his prestige to win over a group of people.
Of course, he doesn't want to get to that point either.
The leaders on the high platform remained silent.
Their gazes subtly converged on the old Lucas, who had remained silent in the center right.
The old man did not give them a chance to watch the fun. He immediately stood up and took the lead in confirming the legitimacy of Calvin's victory in the context of his eldest son's failure.
Everyone on the sidelines cheered when they heard the sound, unaware of the details and background.
Their noisy voices spread from the audience to the stage. Against the background of the already somewhat distorted sounds, everyone looked at Lucas strangely.
The chief of the Stormrage tribe in the wasteland next door was the first to stand up.
The voice coming out of his burly body covered in Kraken fur was so rich that it was too loud to ask the old man, making the leader next to him frown.
"Old man, are you confused? Or are you saying you don't want your son to take over?"
In fact, he also understood that under such circumstances, the results obtained so easily were extremely difficult to deny.
But after all, if the matter falls on his head, it is really hard to say whether he can admit defeat so simply...
"What if?"
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Under the strange atmosphere, old Lucas slowly picked up the teacup on the table and took a sip of the steaming tea.
Then, under the gaze of everyone, he responded to the chief of Stormrage:
"What else? Deny the results of this sacred contest? And then, against the suspicion of the entire tribe, hand over the power to a loser who can't keep it, just because he is my son?"
This water seemed not enough to moisten his throat. He took another sip of hot water and said:
"And then make the entire tribe uneasy? Then give you an opportunity to rob my hunting grounds and annex my tribe?"
"Shit! Don't even think about it!"
The old man put the water glass on the table. The amiable disguise finally faded away, and he looked around at the neighbors with dangerous eyes like an old wolf:
"Immortality is in the sky! Even if I were buried in the ground, I wouldn't be able to give you guys a chance!"......
Under the subtle attitude of everyone, the tribal celebration and selection finally came to an end.
Calvin himself, accompanied by the leaders, raised the Sulu ingot symbolizing his authority and bravery under the stone pillar symbolizing the Immortal Heaven (Emperor).
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