Chapter 113 May the "Original Intention" Remain Unchanged
"right here?"
Calvin looked at Captain Yu Le who failed to escape beside him.
"Yes, this cabin has been sealed since departure. The authorization code is here for you."
Calvin took the data pad handed over by Yuler without comment and walked towards an inconspicuous equipment room in the corner of the training hall.
The Gray Knights who were still training around did not pay too much attention to the two of them. Their training included content about will, which was always included in all subjects of the entire training.
If they could be separated by any random disturbance, then it would be meaningless to spend the empire's financial resources to screen them out from tens of millions of people.
In a quiet corner, Calvin entered the authorization code in his hand, and then extended his index finger to allow the device on the door to collect his DNA sample.
After several procedures, including pupil membrane verification, the closed equipment room was finally opened for Calvin.
After the low-temperature and constant water vapor flowed out from the bottom of the door and dissipated, what caught his eye was the brand new Terminator power armor on the equipment display rack.
The iconic Titan Silver is still its main color.
But whether it is the wing-like relief shoulder armor similar to the previous generation, or the fine gold inscriptions with silver background near the collar and various joints, they all show that this is a true work of art created by a master.
The metal inscriptions on this pair of power armor are so rich that even the alloy uppers of the magnetic boots are not spared.
The foundry masters used fine gold as the material to inlay a logo of the Order of the Holy Hammer on the right boot. On the corresponding left side, there was a silver Roman numeral "II" surrounded by golden wings.
"Titan Heart II, its construction plan has been discussed on Demos since you left Titan to start your mission."
Jules looked at this masterpiece full of violent aesthetics and Gothic art in front of him, and told Calvin in an epic narrative tone.
As the intended owner of this armor, Calvin had no intention of listening to his explanation at this time.
Calvin's entire attention was focused on this brand new "gift", and his white-gold eyes, which were as solid as an ice lake, also had a rare ripple.
"Its power pack?" Calvin discovered the first difference in this Terminator.
The size of this Terminator's power backpack has not changed, but the structure above is obviously quite different from the previous Aegis-type universal power backpack.
"Yes, the modification of this power backpack is a product we made after referring to the information provided by the Throne Court on Terra. Although it is only an experimental first generation, in terms of the internal power output system of this armor, , we can indeed see some glory that only belongs to the “past”.”
Yule explained this.
"Which ones?" Calvin was separated from the excitement of getting the "new toy". He asked Yule with interest while surrounding the "Titan Heart II".
"For greater output, the structure of the backpack no longer uses the universal model of the Astartes, but uses the design of some original artwork provided by Terra. After the overall structure adjustment, it has increased by 50%-100%. Output peaks and continuity are not affected.”
"good!"
Calvin clapped his hands. This was what he wanted, but it was not what he wanted most.
"The better feedback system also abandons the traditional Astartes interface feedback, but adopts a more primitive but more suitable version of the neural interface for you. We even inserted some psychic powers into it based on your personal characteristics. Cables are used to enhance this function. There is really no upper limit to the feedback speed, but only depends on your reaction speed and the instantaneous output cycle of the backpack.”
"Great Goodness!" This function really made Calvin happy. After all, after the initial growth period, the feedback and output of the power armor were always slower than him, and it has always been a regret for him since he was younger.
"A more comprehensive information transmission and protection system. The power of the detection equipment on this Terminator has been doubled based on the backpack energy supply optimization, and..."
Having said this, Yule looked at Calvin beside him with strange eyes and continued:
"And considering that some people don't like wearing helmets because of the magic ring, the information feedback of his detection equipment no longer relies on the helmet's eyepiece imaging, but uses some nerve guides to directly link to the user's intracranial.”
Having said this, Yuler paused and said with some meaning: "Don't you always have more empty interfaces on your head than others? This time, they can all be used."
"This..." Calvin really didn't know what to say. He was so moved by the thoughtful designs of the casting masters:
Such a powerful feature!
So carefully designed!
Such a beautiful look! (The beauty here is evaluated based on the aesthetics of a warrior and the aesthetics of violence brought about by practicality.)
He reacted later and immediately asked Yule:
"Isn't it cheap?"
Without him, he was born in that red country in his previous life, and the education he received was their food, clothing, housing, and transportation. Every penny came from the support of the common people. The purpose of their existence began on that holy day and has never changed in the decades. Defending the people and safeguarding the interests of the people is his and their initial and final mission.
Under such influence, any personal special treatment will make these innocent and lovely warriors feel guilty from the bottom of their hearts.
Jules, who was eloquent just now, was speechless. He wanted to tell the truth.
But when he looked at the innocent and clear eyes of the giant in front of him who was carrying a heavy mission, he understood and found it difficult to tell the truth.
Cheap? Not cheap? Can this be evaluated by price?
There are 10 Forge Masters who were transferred from Mars to cooperate with the design drawings!
Not to mention the value of the original drawings that were hidden by the Imperial Guards for many years in the Throne Court!
The price of the adamantium, psychic metals and other rare materials used for forging, and the cost of the purification ceremony and blessing rituals that the psychic choir of hundreds of people performed uninterruptedly for more than 2 years and 700 days, are insignificant at this time.
But just talking about the first two conditions, how many years does an Astartes regiment have to work for the Empire to come here once?
Can this kind of favor and resource mobilization have a clear price tag?
Priceless!
Well, priceless really means no price in a sense...
If we only talk about the cost of this armor and the labor of the casting soldiers, the price is easy to calculate.
"It's not expensive, just... the production capacity of a medium-sized casting world for one month."
Jules said somewhat reluctantly, but when he said this, his heart was bleeding...
"That's good, that's good..." Calvin, who put down his heart, had no worries at this time, and wholeheartedly appreciated this treasure that belonged to him.
He happily circled around the Terminator, touching it here and there, and asked Jules, who was entangled in the lie:
"Can I give it a name?"
Jules' answer was: "The specific model has been determined, but the right to name this power armor itself naturally belongs to you."
Hearing this answer, Calvin stopped. He patted the Terminator's shoulder armor and said solemnly: "Then, let's call it the original intention."
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