If the Astartes warriors represented by the original body are at the extreme end of the physical side of the imperial force spectrum, then the supernatural side is naturally represented by the psykers represented by the Imperial Prime Minister Malcador.<
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Then the Gray Knights' tactical positioning is to take the best of both families.
A qualified Gray Knight often possesses both a strong body and iron discipline that surpasses the average Astartes, and a will that is firmer and pure than a psyker. So when subspace creatures headed by Chaos Demons challenge the physical universe,
In the worst combat environment, the most critical battle, and even the most desperate situation, sending a Gray Knights team is the only way to turn the tide of the battle and win.
When the lady served in the ground forces, she had few and by no means pleasant contacts with the Gray Knights. Putting aside her own shallow emotions, purely in terms of the interests of the empire, the Gray Knights are indeed a respectable force.
The pickiness and difficulty in recruiting Gray Knight personnel is no secret among officers of the Black Ship Lady level. Therefore, when Calvin, who has a physical condition similar to that of an aborigine in the wild world, meets the mature will and spiritual power of the church world and even the knowledge world,
When talents came together almost unprecedentedly, the lady thought of them first.
It is a lady's consistent style to keep public and private affairs separate. Putting aside personal grudges and just talking about duty, the Gray Knight's situation deserves the best.
So the lady wrote the last stroke on the parchment without hesitation, then carefully put the document into a Class A document bag with a bright red confidentiality seal. She rang the bell on the corner of the table and nodded to the clerk who had summoned her.
Check out the files on the table:
"Priority A, send Rhea. Contact code and confidential authorization code to my office, I will write it myself."
The long subspace journey was about to pass halfway, but on the other side of the black ship, Calvin, who was still sleeping, encountered some unexpected troubles.
After absorbing all of the witch's psychic energy and a considerable portion of her soul fragments, the black gem, which had been dormant for 23 days, was finally digested and began to "feed back" to his physical body.
Stable and powerful psychic energy fluctuations were faintly emitted from the black gem, which was located exactly in the center of Calvin's brain core. Apparently, the black gem, which had been deliberately silent for 14 years and waited for physical conditions to mature, had lost patience and began to try to transform its own body.
"Living environment". Calvin's body also began to respond to this command from the center, spontaneously mobilizing the body's nutritional reserves to begin supplying this "vast project" that had just begun but did not know how it would end.
As a result, an embarrassing situation was formed in which only Calvin's consciousness was injured. Severe periodic pain caused Calvin to wake up from sleep. The excessive secretion of hormones and the rapidly rising body temperature even pushed the energy reserves of various parts of the body to the limit.
Alone to him alone.
Struggling to stand up, Calvin saw himself in the mirror opposite the bed, his flesh and bones. After losing muscle support, the loose skin folds hung on the thick frame, like a scarecrow used to scare birds in the fields.
The sunken eye sockets are full of bloodshot eyes and the cheeks are sunken into the cheekbones. The face of a hungry ghost reminds him of the strongest feeling at the moment:
"Hungry!"
He was eager for energy intake, whether solid or liquid. After roughly picking up the water glass on the table and drinking it all, Calvin looked around and discovered a terrible problem: this body was still in the development stage, so-called half-sized.
You will eat me to death. Not to mention a half-grown bear? With a strong appetite, Calvin has always eaten as much as you gave him, and he has never had any habit of storing food.
The pain was getting more and more severe. What did transformation mean? What were the benefits of success? Now Calvin had no time to think. But his instinctive fear of failure made him no longer hesitate, and he vigorously photographed the red emergency button next to the bed.
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He lay down tremblingly while holding on to the bed, waiting for the arrival of medical rescue. After using his last will to grab the tag with his identity and blood type in his hand, darkness enveloped Calvin's consciousness...
"I'm sorry, sir, am I the first time traveler to be played to death by myself?" This was his last thought before he fell into coma.
In the quiet subspace, on the bridge of the Mariachi, the duty officer who discovered an abnormality activated the rescue mechanism. After ruling out the possibility of subspace contamination for the first time, the medical team and the security force transferred the unconscious Calvin to life support.
Leave it alone in the cabin.
"The fluid parameters in the tank are abnormal! The electrolyte content dropped rapidly!" The staff of the medical team reported to the person in charge.
"One more standard unit, no, three more." The person in charge wiped the sweat from his head and glanced at Calvin floating in the transparent green tank. He turned around and asked:
"How many times?"
"5 times in 10 minutes, a total of 20 units, do you want to give up?" the crew member on the operating table said without raising his head.
"Report the situation to the lady, we don't have the right to decide the goods."
Three minutes later, the red communicator representing an emergency situation in the lady's office was connected. After briefly understanding the basic information, the lady gave the order without hesitation:
"Guarantee the target person's energy supply. In addition, notify the psychic assessment team that we may need their help."
The woman who hung up the communicator thought for a while, grabbed her regular coat hanging on the back of the chair, and walked out the door. Decisions should be made on the front line of the battlefield, the closer the better. This is the experience of a 300-year veteran. In the medical cabin, three high-level psykers from the Astral Court were all present. Under the supervision of the lady, they conducted a detailed psychic perception of Calvin in the tank:
"It's secondary development."
After a brief communication, the three psychics spoke categorically to the lady.
"Although it is very rare, the comprehensive physical index and heat distribution map, as well as the target's psychic energy fluctuations, this is indeed a typical secondary development."
The lady does not understand the overly technical vocabulary in the field of psychic energy. She just wants to get the fastest and most effective advice.
"What's your opinion?"
"Observe or destroy. The secondary development of psychic energy is very rare and has a very high possibility of mutation. Considering that we are currently sailing in subspace, my suggestion is to destroy it on the spot."
A psyker from the Home Office gives his verdict.
The other two psykers did not make other suggestions out of some concerns. After the psyker from the Ministry of Internal Affairs finished speaking, the entire medical cabin fell silent. The lady also folded her arms as usual and started
Pacing mindlessly in high-speed thinking.
After walking a few steps, the lady turned back to the people in the room and said:
"A beta-level psyker, don't we have the ability to deal with it when the mutation starts? This is not the correct way to deal with it."
The three psychics had no objection. Upon seeing this, the lady said again:
"If we want to help him, what should we do?"
"Maintain the current electrolyte input and increase the medical agent with a gamma value of more than 5%. The higher the content, the better. That is what he needs most now. But this price may be too expensive..."
After a few seconds of silence, the psychic from the navy finally couldn't help but speak.
"Okay, how many medical agents do we have that meet the standards?" The lady turned her head and aimed her fire at the medical staff.
"There were no huge casualties on this voyage, so the rations for you and the entire base team are three times the number of people. The number is currently full. The rations for the three psychic mentors are still there..."
The medical doctor, who felt something was inappropriate during the words, decisively chose to shut up when he saw the evil eyes of the psychic from the Ministry of Internal Affairs. But it was too late.
"Then give it all to him!" The lady waved her hand to stop the conversation and continued:
"I want to see if he can handle 156 servings of gamma potion!" After saying that, the lady turned to the clerk and gave the order:
"I order! The second Cassin team of the base team, no, the Aldrin team is finished repairing! Get to the medical cabin as soon as possible and monitor the target's activities throughout the process. Until the target's secondary development ends or mutates, the nun team has full authority to handle this incident
."
After saying that, the lady turned and walked out of the cabin, completely ignoring the ugly face of the psyker from the Ministry of Internal Affairs. Inside the green tank, Calvin, who knew nothing about this game, was still sleeping in a difficult struggle with himself. Three days later, after consuming a full 150 gamma potions and 500 electrolyte potions, Calvin, who had received sufficient supplements, finally returned to his original muscular body. His various physical signs also gradually stabilized after the initial surge.
Down. Not only that, his height also increased from 190cm when he first boarded the ship to 210cm in a short period of time. Broader shoulders and thick collarbones made his upper body wider and wider, and the instinctive adjustments during the development period also made his
The figure is closer to the golden ratio.
More importantly, from the resonance fluoroscopy machine, you can clearly see that Calvin's brainstem is to the left of the center, and a leaf-like gland that has never been seen before has grown from scratch and developed bit by bit in three days. p>
The growth direction that is completely tilted to the left is like leaving a symmetrical position for another leaf. The veins attached to it expand periodically with the surge of blood. The medical staff evaluated this as having an unknown function.
It is a benign mutation, and the nuns have witnessed the entire process, which can guarantee the purity of this mutation.
At this time, Calvin is like a statue of the sleeping god of war, quietly floating and sinking with his breathing in the green tank.
After another four days, Calvin, whose brain wave consciousness gradually began to become active, finally woke up with a deep breath. When he opened his eyes, he saw his old acquaintance Aldrin and someone standing by and commenting on his body in sign language.
Cassin.
Therefore, Calvin, who was exposed in front of the opposite sex for the first time in his life, his first thought after waking up was: "Geez! Is this a big loss?"
The spaceship framed by black ebony is still sailing silently in the subspace. But just like its name, no matter how far it wanders, it will eventually end.
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