Regarding Calvin's report, it was already three days later when it reached the lady's hands.
When this document was finally handed over to the lady, she simply looked at it and put it aside.
Rather than this kind of conclusive document that only needed her confirmation, she decided to finish the more important things at hand first.
The twists and turns caused by this child's aristocratic status were not inconspicuous in the lady's long life, but they did bring the possibility of some trouble, but fortunately the process was quite interesting.
So as an interesting conclusion, the lady certainly had good reason to keep the last part of this pleasure - Calvin's grading report - to herself after dinner.
This may be a good pastime for women to relieve insomnia during a long night. It is not considered a meal, but can barely be regarded as a dessert.
Since it is a dessert, perhaps in the eyes of women, it is the best way to eat it with red wine before going to bed.
Also arriving at the same time as this dessert was a messenger from the Planetary Governor, who brought a personal letter of apology from the Governor along with a large number of special products from the agricultural world and some expensive gifts.
The lady's response was to politely accept the governor's apology, and the supplies were divided into two categories: living supplies were left on site for the crew to improve their lives. After returning to Terra, the corresponding supply list was submitted to the Ministry of the Interior.
It will be deducted from the tithe in the next cycle in advance; the property will be returned to the same place without any change.
The messenger who came to deliver letters and supplies had no other objections to this. The lady's sophisticated skills and mature handling methods left him and the big shot behind him speechless.
Since no loopholes can be found, the bureaucrats in these places can only pray deep in their hearts to His Majesty the God-Emperor in Terra, hoping to send this plague god away as soon as possible.
As for Calvin himself, who was the cause of everything, no one remembers him at this time.
A person's destiny seems so small at this moment, especially when he is unable to make his own voice. This has always been the case.
In this way, on the fifth day after the final capture operation and its subsequent events, the Mariachi finally embarked on her final journey back to Terra.
With the collective efforts of the crew after a brief rest, the Wandering Orchestra began to break away from the planet's gravity, trying to escape from the orbit and enter space, heading towards the golden turning point in the galaxy.
Three days later, at the turning point at the edge of the galaxy, the Wandering Band, which reached the minimum standard for subspace navigation after a brief acceleration, finally disappeared within the observation range of the space station on the periphery of the galaxy after a burst of flashes.
Presumably at this moment, in the Governor's Mansion on the top floor of the hive, someone must be playing their crowns to celebrate their departure. But, who cares?
"Dong dong dong! Student 9527, open the door! Your breakfast is here!"
"Dong dong dong! Student 9527, open the door, your meal is here!"
"Dong dong dong! 9527! Open the door! Food!"
The above is all the information that Calvin communicated with the outside world in the three days after he was assigned to the cabin.
He was asked not to go out without permission in the cabin, and the only communication he had was to make eye contact with the crew through the door when serving meals.
9527 is both the room number and Calvin's number on the ship.
This cabin is not spacious. Including the bed, table and bathroom, the single cabin of about eight square meters is all his activity space.
Clean but simple decoration, no books, no players and no entertainment facilities.
Calvin did not complain. His previous military career allowed him to adapt to paramilitary management very quickly, and he even enjoyed it.
But people outside were obviously not too reassured about him. In view of his underage biological age, or because they were afraid that he would complain, before he entered the confinement cabin, the elusive naval officer took a look at the actual transport cabin.
The cabins of those low-level psykers, the "firewood" as the officers call them.
The dark cabin of more than 100 square meters has no windows, no bunks, and even no toilet.
Two small ventilation valves and a simple water supply valve are all the life-support equipment for the dozens of "residents" crowded here.
The air full of the smell of excrement made Calvin standing behind the cabin door unforgettable. Compared with there, Calvin felt like he was in heaven at this moment.
In a short period of 8 days, he finally had the opportunity to be alone quietly without being disturbed.
He needs to think about his situation. This is an urgent problem that he needs to solve.
who I am?
Jiang Wen or Calvin?
How did I get here?
Where am I going now?
what do I do?
In the five days before the spacecraft entered the subspace, Calvin thought carefully and finally came to a conclusion: I am Jiang Wen, and I am also Calvin.
This body has had no self-awareness since it was born. Before the soul was born, Calvin, who unexpectedly came to this universe, had already occupied the dove's nest.
Therefore, there is no process of engulfment and assimilation from beginning to end.
Therefore, his legal reasoning about this body is enough to convince his own ethical concepts.
As for his parents, it's a pity that he never had the opportunity to meet them.
Calvin only knew from the servants around him that they all served in a certain knightly order.
They are the pillars that support the empire's heavy military force, and they are also one of the countless military nobles represented by the Sun Lords throughout the empire.
When Calvin was only three days old, his parents were called to the imperial war front.
The world of Cartier in the distant Hazy Star Territory is a planet-level large-scale war fortress that the empire uses to defend itself against the attacks of Chaos.
Every year, countless Imperial soldiers are recruited from various worlds in the galaxy to resist the powerful and suffocating wave of attacks launched by the Eye of Terror across from Cartier.
When the Warmaster of the Black Legion launched the infamous 10th Dark Crusade against the Empire, no one in the entire Empire could stay away.
Because once Cartier, as the interstellar transportation hub, falls, the empire will face a completely undefendable void for thousands of astronomical units.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! "Although Cartier is small, the empire has no way to retreat." A certain political commissar of the Astral Army said this after seeing the defense situation map of the Hazy Star Territory.
Said.
At this time, Calvin, who had been thinking quietly for three days, also came to his preliminary conclusion.
"The gift of psychic energy may not be an accident."
Calvin, who had just finished doing self-weight-bearing exercises without equipment in the cabin, was lying on the single bed, panting and thinking.
Because his soul continued to lose strength during long journeys, many of his memories fell into silence.
Corresponding to this are the many broken and no longer shining facets on the black gemstone that represents his soul.
These were the damages that could only be seen with his eyes, and it seemed that they could only be repaired by waiting for new power to be added.
But in his limited memory, he still had some vague impressions about the wonderful journey he had during a conversation with a sun with two cores when he first came to this universe.
It seems that it was only after that conversation that Calvin gained some permission to successfully utilize the unique energy of the native land - psychic energy.
But this memory is unfortunately fragmented and only has a few images.
To fully recover, the currently known way is to have another psychic perform a "gratuitous sacrifice" for Calvin similar to the witches in the capture operation.
And it was with the help of that unexpected "charge" that his soul reached the minimum standard of rekindling the main consciousness, and then got rid of the 14-year life of an imbecile.
Well, we don't have to go into whether the witch is voluntary and free, but asking a psyker to contribute all of his soul is expensive.
This is not something Calvin is in a position to consider for the time being.
After thinking to no avail, Calvin decisively gave up on the problem and started the next step:
Why is his soul embodied as a sphere, but in the test it was considered a wall?
Such a huge cognitive difference instinctively made Calvin choose to shut up.
Silence is sometimes a virtue, especially when you have unequal information and are unable to protect yourself.
And the reserve of psychic knowledge that was so blank that it even lacked basic concepts made it impossible for Calvin to analyze his specific state.
He temporarily gave up thinking in this area, and the code of conduct of soldiers in his previous life came into play again:
If you still have no results after trying as much as possible, don't worry. The boat will naturally straighten out when it reaches the bridge. It may be a good choice to leave everything to time...
Eight days flew by.
Black ships are required to conduct a ship-wide "quiet" procedure before entering subspace navigation.
From a safety perspective, the Black Ship needs to ensure the absolute silence of all "sensitive cargo" during subspace travel.
This ensures that these "big babies" who are already favored by the subspace have no chance to create more dangers at this moment when they are so close to the origin of the subspace.
Experienced crew members know that a large dose of sedative is the most harmless and cost-effective option in this situation.
This is also one of the most frequently replenished materials on black ships that use subspace travel as their main method of crossing galaxies.
On the eighth day after the launch of the spacecraft, three hours before 0:00.
Sedatives are evaluated according to risk level and stability, and are released efficiently and orderly to various target groups on the ship.
Specific release methods include but are not limited to:
The anesthetic gas discharged from the exhaust valve of the bottom cabin of the spacecraft, the injection anesthesia administered one-on-one by a dedicated person in the heavily monitored cabin, and the small blue pill that our protagonist Calvin received with lunch.
In short, all the "cargo" on the black ship fell into a deep sleep smoothly before the stipulated time came.
Crew members who are not on duty are also required to stop all recreational activities and return to their respective cabins to sleep.
Only when they are needed to work will there be personnel responsible for waking them up.
The entire spacecraft fell silent immediately. At this point, less than one-third of the crew members on the entire black ship were working silently while staying awake.
When the entire preliminary preparation work came to an end, the relaxed lady finally remembered the document that had been neglected for a long time.
As a reward, after taking out a glass of red wine from the freezer, under the dim candlelight, the lady opened the first page with great interest...
"The birth world is 2 times the standard Terran gravity environment?"
"190cm tall and 110kg weight?"
"14 years old?"
After just looking at the first three items of data, the lady frowned: "Ogryn bloodline?" Looking further down, it was true:
"Pure-blood human?"
The special red letter indicates that the woman is not the only one who is confused about this. After taking a sip of red wine, the woman patiently continued reading:
Psychic fluctuation difference: β
Psychic energy fluctuation cycle stability: β
Strength of Will:a
Self-awareness: β
Potential: β
Birth place reference difference: Γ
Overall rating: β
"Well, the potential is low."
According to the information in the ground capture operation, to be able to digest the explosive outpouring of a β-level psyker in a short time requires at least a level of β.
But this is not the fault of the testers involved.
As a team of Sisters of Silence directly under the ladies, their action information has always been responsible only to the ladies themselves. Others have no right to interfere, not even the captain.
Therefore, it is understandable that there will be errors in the evaluation results based on differences in information.
At the bottom of the parchment page, in the recommended job training column, three of the four blank columns have been filled.
Based on the different positions represented by each other, after the signatures of the three spiritual masters, the content in the training opinion column is not consistent:
The first one, Adolf Munger from the department directly under the Star Court: "Wizard, stability above the horizontal line is worth cultivating."
The second article comes from Andrei Petrovich, who is stationed in the Imperial Navy Department of the Star Language Court: "The political commissar of the legion, his strong military style and good sense of obedience make people believe that he can perform this duty well."
Article 3, Richardson from the Astronomical Court stationed in the Ministry of Internal Affairs: "The Psionic Chorus and strong physique will give this student a longer chance to be loyal to the Emperor."
After reading the three points of view representing their respective interests, the lady fell into thinking for a long time.
She did not want to support the interests of any of them, even if it would benefit Calvin in the short term.
While thinking aimlessly, the lady subconsciously re-examined Calvin's various indicators. A choice that had not been included in her mind for a long time evoked the memory of some top-secret battles she had participated in when she was serving in the ground forces.
"Well, maybe it's feasible?"
She took a deep breath, signed her name in the fourth line of the cultivation opinion column, then changed to the red pen tip representing top secret, and solemnly wrote a short and legendary word "GK" (