The long, deep sleep will eventually end, and Calvin’s spirit will return to its original state after getting enough rest.
His consciousness slowly floated upward from the pure black dreamland.
Through this transformation, Calvin finally made up for the shortcomings on one side of his body.
His body finally sublimated to a certain extent through the struggle with the Emperor's blood in this last catastrophe.
Although it is still different from those original golden cells, his essence is finally on the same level as the former.
Regardless of the process, as far as the result is concerned, his spirit and body were finally unified.
However, in the eyes of the pharmacist in charge of the operation, an unprecedented problem was posed in front of him - these superhuman organs that had been transplanted into Calvin's body through surgery were invincible during the war that covered Calvin's body.
One survived.
They all experienced the process of being first defeated and replaced by golden cells, and then taken over and replaced by Calvin's new cells.
Even the chitinous black carapace that was finally implanted could not escape this disaster.
These new organs of Calvin are no longer the same as the original versions.
Having gone through two "baptisms", they no longer have the characteristics of acquired implantation, and do not need obvious artificial traces of hormones to maintain a balance between each other.
On the contrary, they perfectly joined the cycle of this new body, without any trace of artificial carving.
Therefore, in the eyes of pharmacists who have undergone thousands of transformation operations, the seemingly ordinary tall body in the life-support cabin is different from any previous transformation results.
It was more like a new species that they didn't understand at all, with no trace of modification visible. It was placed in front of them in a natural and perfect posture.
However, the memory of this operation and the relevant information about Calvin were completely wiped clean by the strong orders of the chief pharmacist and the great teachers due to some unknown reasons.
As a result, the pharmacist brothers do not know where the body in front of them comes from, nor what it means to this battle group that has gone through many hardships and has never been full since the founding of the army.
The pharmacist brother who stayed by the monitor looked at the body in front of him with fascination.
He was full of curiosity and desire to study this strange body that was completely in his blind spot of knowledge.
With a height of 2.8 meters, nearly 15 times the bone strength of an adult and muscle dimensions far exceeding that of ordinary Astartes, he weighs over 210 kilograms, has better body proportions and force-generating structure, is close to the skin color and can open and close freely.
The white carapace interface.
These differences in external details told the pharmacist brother that this was a real battlefield beast that he had never seen before.
"I really look forward to what he will look like when he wakes up..." Brother Pharmacist admired, and then his raised eyes met Calvin who had just woken up in the life-sustaining cabin...
"Isn't this guy gay? No, Astartes are not that weird! Don't panic, don't panic!" This is Calvin's current thought.
He immediately controlled his facial muscles perfectly to prevent himself from revealing any flaws. He remained calm and determined and looked down at the people outside the cabin:
"As long as it's not me who's embarrassed, it can only be embarrassing for others."
But what kind of look is this in the eyes of the pharmacist and Aidan who is waiting not far away!
The eyes as dark and deep as the stars reveal the depth of experience in the world.
The silvery stars in the pupils represent the terrifyingly powerful but perfectly controlled psychic power.
Under the blessing of divinity, the biggest difference between Calvin and mortals, Astartes, and even Primarchs is here.
There was no hesitation in his eyes, and his will no longer seemed to originate from an individual, but more like a final declaration brought together by the cry of thousands of souls like the hive will.
Both of them were shocked for a moment by the eyes that seemed to have been cleansed by the long river of time. They stood there motionless.
It wasn't until Calvin in the life-sustaining cabin choked on water due to the active breathing he resumed after waking up, and started dancing around in the cabin to signal for help that the two people outside the cabin hurriedly released Calvin.
Although not long after the initial choking, Calvin instinctively switched to underwater breathing state with the support of the organs in his body.
But Aidan still made fun of him for his embarrassed look just now. After getting dressed, Calvin and Aidan walked out.
The two were chatting and laughing together in the corridor outside the medical room. Aidan looked at the strong man next to him who was originally short but was now more than a head taller than him, and said with a smile:
"I have never seen a recruit with such growth potential as you. This reconstruction surgery has given me a new perspective; but if you had just died of choking on water, I think I could add a new level of knowledge to my knowledge.
Pen."
Calvin rolled his eyes when he heard the sound. He turned his head and looked down at Aidan and said:
"I really don't know..." Then he was startled by his voice, which was as loud as a loudspeaker and contained certain low-frequency psychic ripples.
Then he consciously curbed the instinctive spread of psychic energy, cleared his throat and continued:
"I really don't know that all you Gray Knights have to go through such a test. How did you win from that level of invasion and assimilation in the end?"
"What about you Gray Knights? You are only one trial away from us now. Do you think you can't pass it? What else does it mean to win... Wait, what did you say? You won it?"
Aidan, who was originally in a relaxed state, was still complaining about Calvin's identity, but as a Gray Knight veteran who had also experienced that kind of ritual, he instantly understood what Calvin meant.
Aidan looked at the young man in front of him in disbelief, and he confirmed to him again:
"What you mean by winning is that you did not compromise in the last baptism, right? Even in the most dangerous time, you did not give in and entrust your destiny to the emperor? You won completely on your own.
We fought in that war? Right?"
Facing the three questions about Aidan's soul who suddenly became serious, Calvin didn't know why, but he still answered solemnly:
"As you can see, of course I won that war, otherwise I wouldn't have the chance to stand in front of you. And, isn't that how you do it?"
"Your Majesty! You don't even know what you did!"
After Aidan received the confirmation, he thought briefly and then stomped his feet heavily on the spot.
"Let's go! Come with me, let's go see the Supreme Master!"
He grabbed Calvin and almost dragged the young man who was still confused and walked quickly towards the end of the corridor.
His eyes seemed to be covered with tears, and his trembling lips were still muttering:
"We! The Emperor's blessing! We finally have a true Gray Knight!"