Chapter 177 Accelerated Process
Daily Thought: Life needs death, not death needs life.
Anyone who has a little understanding of modern industry should understand the significance of the industrial mother machine to a system. It is not so much a specific piece of equipment as it is a set of standards in a mature system.
The significance of the St. Chris is of course far more than this, but if Calvin is asked to evaluate the greatest value of this mechanical ark at this stage, then the core value of the St. Chris is here.
As the resolution within the Omen Convent was issued, the cardinals in red robes took on different missions and began to build the entire galaxy with their own forces.
A large number of exploration ships began to spread out to the surrounding galaxies in an orderly manner. All galaxies within a section around them were within their itinerary.
All valuable minerals along the way were marked and then fed back to Constantine, who was sitting on the mechanical ark.
Construction within the galaxy was also underway, and another planet adjacent to fifteen astronomical units was selected to become the capital planet for the 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 to re-establish the gravitational balance with the star in the new orbit.
After the earth-shaking project, the reconstruction of the planet's atmosphere and the subsequent construction of the merger of continental plates have also been put on the agenda.
The planet where Calvin is located is also very busy. A large number of engineering machinery descended from the sky, and the large starport aimed at transporting population began the construction process.
The war in front is over.
After the last battle, Calvin took Constantine and his spaceship to read out the empire's rule here in front of the monarchs of the three southern countries.
It was not until this moment that these natives who originally started out by serving the Omen Order knew that their master would reappear in this way hundreds of years later.
The transport spaceships in the atmosphere traveled back and forth between the tribe and the southern countries day and night, and a large number of kingdom citizens were transported by spaceships to the starport that was about to be completed in the north.
There they will be transferred by spaceships in orbit and will become the first permanent population of the neighboring industrial planet.
It was another early morning when he was woken up by the engine of the spacecraft. Calvin looked at the busy ships in the sky and was not very satisfied with the current working status.
There is a huge generation gap between the empire and the civilization here, which is a fact that cannot be ignored.
The quality gap of personnel determines the ability gap, and the cooperation between the two sides has not been smooth from the beginning.
The biggest feature of the agricultural era is the scarcity of industrial products. Well, I said nonsense.
To describe it accurately, in the era without the popularization of clocks, these people who look at the sun and guess the time cannot have an accurate sense of time.
And this is exactly the first threshold they have to cross when cooperating with the Omen Order.
Calvin has the illusion of living in a South Asian country in his previous life for ten years and then returning to his motherland.
He knew that the truth was on the side of the technicians of the order, but he still had to patiently appease these men who had never seen a watch in their lives.
It took him fifteen years to let these men who only knew how to watch roe deer baring their teeth in the snow learn to count, know how much their monthly salary was, and how many sheep they could buy.
As for further quality education, Calvin could honestly say that he had never thought about it...
But work must continue, just like a poor author must always update. No matter how difficult it is, it will eventually pass.
Conflicts broke out again and again, and were calmed down again and again under Calvin's suppression.
Elvis, who was beside Calvin, and Allen, who returned from the front, could not escape this difficult work.
The work problems that occurred during this period were comparable to the sum of the past ten years, which made the three of them exhausted but unable to escape.
Fortunately, the days of suffering will always come to an end. After a month of mutual adjustment between the tribe and the order, the two sides, who had carried out trial and error to the extreme, finally entered a relatively stable cooperation.
"It's time to go. We are not needed here now." Calvin said to Elvis with a sense of relief.
"What about me?" Allen asked.
"You...work hard for a while, just think of this as a training for you." Calvin patted Allen's shoulder and joked half-seriously.
Calvin has hidden expectations for this Grey Knight who he created with his own blood and psychic energy, without going through the gene seed procedure.
The genetic transformation and cell evolution in his body were led by Calvin himself, and the degree of evolution and completion far exceeded that of the Grey Knights in the general sense, including his brothers in later generations.
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 official residence and rode a Stormbird that had been on standby for a long time to the north, heading towards the battleship mothership where Elvis had been sleeping for a long time...
The dusty deck was opened again, and the lights on the sides of the two lit up with their footsteps.
Following Elvis's instructions, the servos of the battleship slowly woke up from hibernation.
In the quiet and empty space, the strange sound of electricity when the machine soul just woke up and the faint smell of ozone in the air seemed like their breath, strange and clearly audible.
"Have you thought about where to go next?" Calvin said to the pharmacist as he walked.
Calvin had more than one choice regarding the arrangement of the pharmacist, but in the final analysis, he needed Elvis's will and obedience.
"Your will. As long as the Chapter can survive, everything will be subject to your arrangement."
Elvis walked half a step behind Calvin, and his height of 2.4 meters could only reach Calvin's chest now.
He looked at the increasingly tall figure in front of him, and the increasing power of the Primarch on the other side made him respect it.
It was a sacred existence as sacred as the source of his bloodline. Whenever he thought of this, he would be more cautious in his words and deeds, and dare not be a little disrespectful.
But this was not the reason for him to obey Calvin.
Since the beginning of the Legion era, the Astartes have no affiliation with each other. As for the Chapter era, no one has ever heard of anyone willing to obey the orders of the Primarch other than his gene father, which is no different from betrayal.
The only thing that can make this pharmacist who is loyal to his bloodline and his own Chapter bow to Calvin is Calvin's promise - to purify the gene seed of the Chapter and ensure the survival of the Chapter.
This is the reason why Elvis works for Calvin, and it is also the purpose of their trip.
Swish!
The cold door was pushed open to both sides, and two tall figures walked down in the silent space of the battleship, and finally came to the floor of the core functional area at the rear of the battleship.
This is located under the heavy cover of the battleship's thickest armor and other cabins, and it is the safest place in the entire battleship.
As the safest place, it is naturally also the place where the most precious treasures of the war group are kept.
For example, the holy relic storage room of the war group, such as the dormant room of the fearless machine soldiers, and of course their destination - the gene seed cold storage room in the medical department.
"Identity confirmed!"
The bulletproof door inlaid with bronze in fine gold stopped the two people.
On the operating table beside the door, the servo wetware that had just awakened weakly reminded them of the operating procedures.
Corresponding to this is the array of weapons extending from all directions in the hall in front of the door, which is locking their every move with a cold perspective.
Fingerprint confirmation, voiceprint confirmation, pupil confirmation, blood sample confirmation...
The complicated procedures were set up by Elvis himself, so as the recipient at this time, he naturally enjoyed it.
Calvin was not in a hurry, because it was not a matter of one day or one night.
Anyway, even if the seed purification was completed, it would take at least ten years from selecting soldiers from mortals to undergo transformation surgery, and finally the new soldiers were formed.
Even with the help of the gene soldiers of the Omen Order, it would take at least three years to shorten this cycle to the limit...
With the successful retrieval of the gene seeds, Calvin and Elvis returned to the tribe to wait for the warships in orbit to pick them up.
Among them, Elvis's appearance of wearing the white pharmacist power armor again really scared the warriors in the tribe's ancestral home.
They had long been aware of the special identities of the two legion commanders, who were as powerful as Calvin and would not age.
This speculation became more obvious when the two led the legions to fight north and south, fighting on the front line with power beyond mortals.
They saw and remembered the inhuman strength, agility and physical fitness. It was not that they did not understand, but they did not want to think about it.
But one day, when their former boss appeared in front of them in white armor and in the form of an angel walking in the starry sky, the huge gap still made them feel lost.
Of course, not everyone was so depressed. There were still smart people who sensitively found the key.
For example, some recruits who had never seen the fierceness of Elvis on the battlefield and did not know whether they lived or died.
Another example was the uneasy little Mal in front of Calvin in the depths of the official residence. He was asking Calvin a question that he was not surprised or surprised:
"Sir. Can I be like you?"
This young man who just stepped on the tail of youth but had fought for half his life was nervously waiting for his answer in front of Calvin.
"Yes, but it is difficult and dangerous."
Calvin waved his hand to interrupt the rebuke that Allen, who was standing behind him, was about to say, and gently answered the young man in front of him.
He had no intention of explaining to Little Mal the difference between him and Allen, Elvis, and other Astartes. That is beyond the knowledge known by mortals, and there is no need to explain it.
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. Then what is the meaning of Calvin's holiness and greatness to him?
He seriously emphasized to the young man in front of him again:
"Yes, but it requires great perseverance to endure inhuman pain, and a little bit of blessing from the emperor. The empire will not reject your loyalty, tell your partners. All warriors who are willing to serve the empire will have the opportunity to become angels under the emperor's throne."
The thing that he had been thinking about finally got a positive answer. How could the excited young man hold back?
Little Mal ran out with the wind all the way. He wanted to tell his brothers what he knew as soon as possible.
Tell them that as long as they are willing, they can be as glorious and great as Lord Calvin one day, ignoring the strange looks of Allen and Elvis looking at him...
The grand selection began from then on. This was the opportunity that Calvin promised to these loyal northerners, and it was also his explanation to the regiment where Elvis was.
After this, 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 Regiment with his psychic power.
His body was closer to the previous height as his psychic power was further unlocked.
Knowing that his time was running out, Calvin rarely appeared on the ground except for appearing once at Mu's funeral.
Yes, mortals will eventually leave, and Mu will be no exception. She rejected Constantine and Calvin's suggestions for life extension surgery and resolutely embraced the end of her mortal life.
"Death is the end of life, but also respect for life."
This is the last motto left by this taciturn northern woman for Calvin.
Calvin silently accepted all this and buried this tough and great woman in the place where he first met her. And in his heart, he also remembered this precious family affection that will never come again.
Another few decades passed. The industrial planet has taken shape after decades of uninterrupted construction.
The once divided continents were pulled together into a huge plain, and the mountains were flattened and filled into lakes.
The clouds and rain in the atmosphere were artificially modulated, and irrigated the endless organic farmland according to the plan.
The newly established factories were arranged on the flat land in accordance with strict industrial logic, relying on the transportation lines built of steel;
The endless flow of ships in the sky between the star port and the ground, the orbital manufacturing iron ring and the mining planet proved that the industrial manufacturing capacity here is close to maturity.
The older generation has passed away, and the elites of the Mesozoic era, such as the little Mars of the year, have also become a new generation of Astartes in the genetic modification cabin on the Ark.
They wear power armor with the same emblem as Elvis and continue to serve Calvin and the Order of Omen.
These new Astartes genes have been tested and are extremely pure. With a perfect posture that Elvis can't believe, they have become a new generation of angels in the eyes of surface humans, traveling back and forth between the mechanical Ark and the two planets.
Malvisa is the current name of the former little Mars.
As the first batch of recruits who passed the screening and successfully completed the transformation surgery, he is also the strongest one among all the new Astartes.
At this time, he is accompanying his chapter elder Elvis to the North Pole of the former home planet - the place where their mothership is buried.
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