Thought of the Day: Life requires death, not death requires life.
Anyone who has a little understanding of modern industry should understand the significance of industrial motherboards to a system. It is not so much a specific piece of equipment as it is the embodiment of a set of standards under a mature system.
Of course, the significance of the St. Chris is far more than this, but if Calvin is to evaluate the greatest value of this mechanical ark at this stage, then the core value of the St. Chris is right here.
As the internal decisions of the Order of Omen were issued, the cardinal sages in red robes shouldered different missions, and each began the construction of the entire galaxy with their own strength.
A large number of exploration ships began to disperse in an orderly manner to the surrounding galaxies. Within a segment of the surrounding area, all galaxies were within their itinerary.
All valuable minerals along the way are marked and then fed back to Constantine sitting on the Mechanical Ark.
Construction within the galaxy is also in progress, and another planet located fifteen astronomical units away is selected to become the capital planet that will later be used as an industrial base.
The large gravity adjustment fleet left the shadow of the Ark and headed straight for the target planet.
After evaluating the remaining life cycle of the star in this galaxy, this lucky planet will be towed to a suitable position by the fleet and re-establish the gravitational balance with the star in a new orbit.
After the project of changing the world, the follow-up construction of rebuilding the planet's atmosphere and merging the continental plates has also been put on the agenda.
The planet where Calvin is located is also very busy. Massive construction machinery descends from the sky, and the construction process of a large star port aimed at transporting the population has begun.
The war ahead is over.
After the final battle, Calvin took Constantine and his spaceship together to announce the empire's rule here in front of the monarchs of the three southern kingdoms.
It was not until this moment that these natives, who originally started out by serving the Order of Bad Omen, knew that their masters had reappeared in this way hundreds of years later.
The transport spacecraft in the atmosphere shuttled between the tribe and the southern countries day and night. A large number of kingdom people were transported by the spacecraft and headed for the star port that was about to be completed in the north.
There they will be transported by spaceships in orbit and will become the first permanent population of the industrial planet next door.
It was another early morning when he was woken up by the spacecraft engine. Calvin looked at the busy ships in the sky and was not very satisfied with the current working status.
There is a huge generational gap between the empire and the civilization here. This is a fact that cannot be ignored.
The quality gap in personnel determines the capability gap, and the cooperation between the two parties was not smooth from the beginning.
The biggest feature of the agricultural era is the lack of industrial products. Okay, I said nonsense.
An accurate description is that in an era before clocks were common, these people who guessed the time by looking at the sun could not have a precise sense of time.
And this is precisely the first threshold they have to cross when cooperating with the Order of Omen.
Calvin had the illusion that he had lived in a large South Asian country for ten years in his previous life and then returned to his motherland.
He knew clearly that the reason lay with the technical staff of the monastery, but he still had to patiently appease these men who had never seen a watch in their lives.
It has taken him fifteen years to make these men who can only watch the roe deer baring their teeth in the snow learn to count, know how much their monthly salary is, and how many sheep they can buy.
Regarding further quality education, Nagar diplomats have no conscience and have not even thought about it...
But work must continue, just like a poor author must always update. No matter how difficult it is to survive this period, one day will eventually pass.
Contradictions broke out again and again, and were subsided again and again under Calvin's suppression.
Elvis beside Calvin and Allen who returned from the front were not able to escape this difficult job.
The concentration of work problems during this period is comparable to that of the past ten years combined, leaving the three of them mentally and physically exhausted but unable to escape.
Fortunately, the days of suffering will eventually come to an end. After a month of time for the tribe and the sect to adjust to each other, the two sides, who had carried out trial and error to the extreme, finally entered into a relatively stable cooperation.
"It's time to go, we are not needed here now." Calvin said to Elvis with great relief.
"What about me?" Allen asked.
"You...work hard, think of it as training for you." Calvin patted Allen on the shoulder and joked half-seriously.
Calvin has hidden expectations for this Gray Knight who he bypassed the gene seed procedures and bred with his own blood and psychic energy.
The genetic transformation and cell evolution in his body were led by Calvin himself, and his degree of evolution and completion far exceeded that of the Gray Knights in general, including his later brothers.
He was born to be outstanding and should shoulder greater responsibilities. Therefore, Calvin, who had more expectations for him, naturally did not refuse the opportunity to exercise his abilities.
Calvin took Elvis out of his mansion and sailed north on a Stormbird that had been waiting for a long time, heading towards Elvis's long-sleeping Chapter Mothership...
The dusty deck was opened again, and the lights beside the two people lit up with their footsteps.
Following Elvis's instructions, the battleship's servo slowly woke up from sleep.
In the quiet and uninhabited space, the weird sound of electricity when the machine soul just woke up and the faint smell of ozone in the air seemed to belong to their breathing, weird and clearly audible.
"Have you thought about where to go next?" Calvin said to the pharmacist as he walked.
Regarding the pharmacist's arrangement, Calvin had more than one choice, but in the final analysis he needed Elvis's own will and obedience.
"Your will. As long as the war group can survive, everything will obey your arrangements."
Elvis walked half a step behind Calvin, and his height of 2.4 meters now only reached Calvin's chest.
He looked at the taller and taller body in front of him, and he respected the power of the original body that was growing day by day.
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That was an existence as sacred as the source of blood in his body. Whenever he thought of it, he made himself more cautious in his words and deeds, not daring to be arrogant.
But this is not the reason why he obeyed Calvin.
Since the beginning of the Legion era, the Astartes have had no affiliation with each other. As for the Chapter era, it is even less common to hear of anyone willing to obey the orders of a Primarch other than their genetic father. That is no different from betrayal. p>
The only thing that can make this pharmacist who is loyal to his bloodline and his Chapter bow to Calvin is Calvin's promise - to purify the Chapter's gene seeds and ensure the Chapter's survival.
This is the reason why Elvis works for Calvin and the purpose of their trip.
Tsk!
The air-conditioned door was pushed open to both sides, and two tall figures walked down the quiet space of the battleship, and finally arrived at the floor of the core functional area at the rear of the battleship.
This place is under the heavy cover of the battleship's thickest armor and other cabins. It is one of the safest places on the entire battleship.
As the safest place, this is naturally also the place where the most precious treasure of the Chapter is kept.
For example, the battle group's relic storage room, the dormancy room of the Dreadnoughts, and of course their destination - the gene seed cold storage room in the medical department.
"Identity confirmed!"
The bulletproof door inlaid with fine gold and bronze stopped the two in their tracks.
On the operating table next to the door, the newly awakened servo wet parts feebly reminded them of the operating procedures.
Correspondingly, there are arrays of weapons extending from all directions in the hall in front of the door, locking their every move with a cold perspective.
Elvis himself had set up the complicated procedures in the first place, so as the recipient, he was naturally happy to do so.
Calvin is not in a hurry, because this will not happen overnight.
Anyway, even if the seed purification is completed, it will still take ten years from the time the soldiers are selected from mortals and undergo transformation surgery to the final recruits taking shape.
Even with the help of the geneticists of the Order of Omen, it will take at least three years to shorten this cycle to the limit...
With the gene seeds successfully retrieved, Calvin and Elvis returned to the tribe, waiting to be sent to the battleship in orbit.
Among them, the appearance of Elvis putting on the white apothecary power armor again really frightened the warriors in the tribe's ancestral court.
They have been vaguely aware of the special identities of the two legion commanders for a long time. They are as powerful as Calvin and will not age.
This speculation became even more obvious when the two men led the legion to fight in the north and south, fighting on the front line with strength beyond mortals.
They all saw that kind of inhuman strength, agility, and physical fitness, and kept it in their hearts. It wasn't that they didn't understand it, but they just didn't want to think about it in detail.
But when one day, their old boss appeared in front of them in white armor and in the form of an angel walking on the starry sky, the huge gap still made them feel disappointed.
Of course, not everyone is so depressed, and there are still smart people who are sensitive enough to find the key.
For example, some recruits who have never seen Elvis's ferocious power on the battlefield and don't know whether to live or die.
Another example is the uncomfortable little Mal in front of Calvin in the depths of the official residence. He is asking Calvin a question that is neither surprising nor surprising to him:
"Sir, can I be someone like you?"
This young man, who had just stepped on the tail of youth but spent half his life fighting, was nervously waiting for Calvin's answer.
"It's possible, but it's difficult and dangerous."
Calvin waved his hand to interrupt the rebuke that Alan, who was standing behind him, was about to say, and responded gently to the young man in front of him.
He had no intention of explaining to Mal the difference between him, Ellen, Elvis, and the other Astartes. That was knowledge beyond what mortals knew, and it was something that did not need to be explained.
If one day, little Mal can pass the test and stand in front of him in a new form, then he will naturally understand the existence of Calvin;
Vice versa, if little Mal does not have the courage to participate, or dies in the process of genetic modification, what meaning does Calvin's holiness and greatness mean to him?
He seriously emphasized again to the young man in front of him:
"Yes, but it requires great perseverance to endure inhuman pain, and a little blessing from the Emperor. The Empire will not reject your loyalty, go and tell your partners. All warriors who intend to serve the Empire,
Everyone will have the opportunity to become an angel under the emperor's throne."
The thing that had been on my mind finally got a positive answer. How could the excited young man still hold back?
Little Mal just ran away with the wind all the way. He wanted to tell his brother what he knew as soon as possible.
Tell them that as long as they are willing, they can one day be as glorious and great as Mr. Calvin, regardless of the weird looks in Allen and Elvis's eyes...
The vigorous selection process began. This was Calvin's opportunity to promise these people in the north who were loyal to him, and it was also his explanation to the regiment where Elvis belonged.
After that, Calvin returned to the sky. While focusing on the work on the industrial planet on the St. Chris, he also fulfilled his original promise-to purify the gene seeds of the Fire Eagle Chapter with his spiritual power.
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As his spiritual energy was further unsealed, his body was already close to its previous height.
Calvin, who knew he was pressed for time, rarely appeared above ground except for appearing once at Mu's funeral.
Yes, mortals will eventually die, and Mu will be no exception. She rejected Constantine and Calvin's suggestions for life-extending surgery and resolutely embraced the end of her mortal life.
"Death is the end of life, and it is also the respect for life."
This was the last motto left by this taciturn Northern woman for Calvin.
Calvin accepted all this silently and buried this tough and great woman at the place where he first met her. In his heart, he also remembered this precious family relationship that would never be seen again.
Another few decades have passed. The industrial planet has begun to take shape after decades of continuous construction.
The once divided continent was pulled and merged into a huge plain, and the mountains were leveled and filled into lakes.
The clouds and rain in the atmosphere are artificially modulated and irrigated in the endless organic farmland according to the plan accurately.
The newly established factories are arranged on flat land in accordance with strict industrial logic and rely on transportation lines built of steel;
The constant flow of ships in the sky between the starport and the ground, the orbital manufacturing iron ring and the mining planet proves that the industrial manufacturing capabilities here are close to maturity.
The older generation have all passed away, and the elites of the Mesozoic era, such as Mars, have also become the new generation of Astartes in the genetic modification cabin on the Ark.
Wearing power armor with the same emblem as Elvis, they continue to serve Calvin and the Order of Omen.
These newly born Astartes genes have been tested and found to be extremely pure. With a perfect posture that Elvis could not believe, they have become a new generation of angels in the eyes of humans on the surface, traveling back and forth between the Mechanical Ark and the two planets. p>
Malvasia is the current name of the former little Mars.
As the first batch of recruits to pass the screening and successfully complete the transformation surgery, he is also the most powerful among all the new Astartes.
At this time, he was accompanying his chapter leader Elvis to the North Pole of his former home star - the place where their mothership was buried.