Chapter 165 Short Trip and Eternal Life in the Cloud

If a plan is a precise measuring instrument, then its links are like scales, the more accurate it is; but it is also inevitable that the more links there are, the less room for error in the plan, and the more fragile its feasibility is.

Especially when you try to put a plan to the test of a long time, you never know which will come first, tomorrow or an accident.

The probability is the latter, and the great demons of the lord of usurpation have enough say in this.

But fortunately, Tzeentch is also a god full of black humor, and the failure caused by accidents can also make him happy.

So in the long history, this group of bird-headed subspace fun people always enjoy performing their funny and cruel programs.

But the fearful dead are different. As a race in this universe that has taken the road of technology to the extreme, they can't escape the barriers of mortals after all.

Every mechanism left by them to hibernate to avoid natural disasters cannot be wrong, because it involves the life and death of a dormant dead dynasty.

The door of the stone shed tomb, the building where Calvin was before, is also the same.

This ancient Necrontyr technological creation from the "War in Heaven" era, under heavy protection, was secretly placed in the Corakel Twins, carrying too much unnecessary sophistication.

The first accident was that one of the teleportation devices that was originally placed there was found by the followers of Nurgle, and the virus was transmitted using this device;

The teleportation device was successfully activated, and then a "precious object" with super psychic power like Calvin was transmitted into it, which was the second accident.

There is no such thing as a third time. The Silent King who originally installed this device probably did not expect the story here.

The awakening device it left for the Necromancer Dynasty named Menak could not have left such redundant fault tolerance.

In short, this device, which was planned to be activated in 990.M41 two thousand years later, was accidentally activated ahead of schedule under the dual "cooperation" of Chaos and the Empire.

The energy that the Corakel Twins, which had not yet reached the end of their lives and were forcibly ignited, could provide was far from enough to awaken the Necromancer Cemetery located in the distant dark side of Orpheus.

The Corakel Twins exploded, but not completely.

There are still too many materials in the two stars that have not yet competed to the end in gravitational entanglement. They have not been able to join the fusion reaction in time, and there is no chance to participate in the subsequent fission.

The explosion of the supernova lit up the nearby space, and the violent high-energy rays escaped, which could even be observed in the Taiping star region next door.

The violent energy fluctuations were centered on the black hole formed by the entanglement of the twin stars, and spread to the entire star region briefly and violently, and then just dissipated outside the tomb world of the Menak Dynasty.

This powerful dynasty, which can also be ranked in the top three among the entire necrophiles, continued its slumber.

If nothing unexpected happens, they will lose the opportunity to wake up again in ignorance forever.

This is also the variable brought by Calvin as an outsider:

Two thousand years later, the last day that originally belonged to Orpheus - the revival of the dynasty represented by the famous "Hundred Days of Blood" and the loss of the entire Orpheus star region will never have a chance to happen again.

The victims of the Necrontyrdom didn't know this, and Calvin, one of the instigators, didn't know either.

He didn't have time to think about what impact he had on this series of accidents.

On the contrary, he was struggling with the battle between his shame and his instinctive hunger.

"How many times have I been watched?"

In the noisy tribal market, Calvin, wrapped in a piece of cloth, thought while holding his fingers.

He summed up his not-too-long life and found that every time he lost consciousness in an accident, he was likely to be watched when he woke up...

The first time was the silent nun on the black ship;

The second time was the pharmacist in the medical department of the mother planet Titan;

The third time was the pharmacist of Titan II in the Feldman galaxy;

And the fourth time now was the human women in front of him who didn't know what language they were speaking...

Different people witnessed the coma at different times, but the same thing was that Calvin didn't have the opportunity to put on his clothes every time.

Well, Calvin used his baby-like sensitive skin to carefully feel the rough texture of the cloth, and comforted himself in his heart that this was at least a progress.

Then he fell into another dilemma:

"Stop! Mortal! You know the sin of blasphemy! The majesty of the Emperor Angel cannot be violated by you!"

This is the greatest voice of Calvin at this time, drifting in the turbulent flow of time and space at the center of the black hole and arriving in the unknown world.

It's a pity that the babbling of babies will not be taken seriously by adults.

He returned to his childhood, waving his tender and short hands, but he couldn't stop the approach of the mortal female's breastfeeding organs in front of him.

"Hmm... It smells so good!"

Things have come to this point, and things cannot be violated. Calvin, who lamented that things are unpredictable, humiliatedly obeyed his hunger, and then fell asleep again after spitting up milk...

Stars are the largest known celestial bodies, with such a long life cycle and such a huge size.

Correspondingly, when they become supernovas, they burst into indescribable and spectacular brilliance at the end of their lives.

When a huge amount of energy is concentrated on the door of the stone shed tomb under the entanglement of gravity, the rules of time and space here are distorted.

With the support of this absolute power, Calvin was like an awl that was pierced into the curtain of time, squeezing and twisting the fibers of time. Calvin, who had not yet broken, had only a few tiny but tenacious time constraints on his existence.

Perhaps as the power he carried dissipated, or his own power recovered, time would eventually repel him, a foreign object that should not exist here.

But at least now, he still successfully broke through the gap of time and had a chance to stay with the distant past.

"*****!" (Okay, I give it back to you.)

The young woman whispered in the primitive indigenous language, handed Calvin in her hands with both hands, and returned him to the woman who first found him and brought him back to the tribe.

The latter had a faint smile on her purple-red face soaked by the plateau wind and frost. After bowing slightly to show her gratitude, she hugged Calvin and walked to the next tent.

There was no way, the vitality of the original gene was so strong. The huge amount of energy and material intake was the foundation for maintaining his metabolism far beyond that of ordinary people.

The moment the woman picked up the white baby with silver vein-like tattoos, she noticed that this child was different.

It was because he was so hungry...

On the first night alone, the sheep she was responsible for herding had no extra milk. In the following days, in order to fill this bottomless appetite, the woman carried him to every tent with a newborn in the tribe.

But this was far from enough, at least for a gene original, far from enough.

The energy required for high-energy cell growth is so huge that it has almost touched the extreme of chemical energy conversion. With only this inefficient eating, Calvin faces only chronic death.

Every moment, the energy consumption is not enough, making Calvin's body visibly thinner. Even his consciousness is difficult to maintain, and he only wakes up intermittently and falls into hibernation again.

This situation made the woman who adopted him anxious. This woman named "Mu" has never married in her life. In her eyes, this unexpected child is a gift from God.

Her hair turned pale in a few days. In a hurry, she finally decided to brave the terrible snowstorm in the plateau in winter and set out on the road to the tribal royal court alone.

Presumably, those knowledgeable priests could give the child a chance to survive.

Needless to say, the hardships along the way, the woman who almost died from the wolf's kiss several times still reached the royal court's residence after three days and three nights with her blood and courage.

The priests did not disappoint her.

These people wearing noble red robes and wrapped in precious metals are truly from the sky in the eyes of the herdsmen. They are the messengers of the gods and the hope of the herdsmen in this wasteland.

The red-robed priest walked out of the mysterious tower with a golden staff in her pleading voice.

He looked at the child who was kneeling down with his hands raised by the woman with a strange look. The sacred High Gothic language was a language that the woman was not qualified to learn, but the hazy gestures let her know that the other party was willing to give this child a merciful hand.

"You are a lucky woman, you should feel honored for your actions. The Emperor's bloodline was saved in your hands, and this planet will be proud of you."

This is the voice of the mechanical monk of the Omen Order, the leader of the 300 guard mechas under the psychic Titan Burner, and the mechanical ruler sage - Octal Ursula Constantine.

He didn't care whether the woman really understood his words, but carefully took Calvin over and turned to walk into the tower.

This time, he came to this exclusive recruitment world for the Omen Order on a whim; coming to this lower-level station for inspection was even more unintentional.

And now it seems that all this has been destined.

The omnipotent Om Messiah is obviously guiding his steps. It is precisely because of his obedience to His guidance that he has the honor of meeting this unrecorded emperor's son in this remote and desolate world.

The blood and tattoos on Calvin's body may be just strange in the eyes of ignorant mortals, but in the eyes of the loyal servant of the Emperor, the rebel on Mars, it is indeed a clear sign.

This is a Primarch! A Primarch that has never been recorded by the Empire!

He took the baby back to the tower of the base and prepared the supplies he needed for Calvin.

As one of the scholars who participated in the psyker transformation ceremony on Titan, he had biological knowledge that was not inferior to that of the Genetic Order on Mars.

For a genetic product from the Emperor himself, he may not be able to study or copy it, but in the growth process of this miraculous life, he can still provide the materials needed.

Ten days, in the gene modulation chamber in the tower, Constantine guarded Calvin for ten days before he regained consciousness and opened his eyes.

During this period, Calvin's body, with sufficient nutrients, had grown rapidly to the size of a human teenager.

Calvin regained consciousness and Constantine breathed a sigh of relief.

But before he could relax, Calvin, who saw the person in front of him for the first time, was surprised to say his first words here.

The clear and melodious High Gothic language came out from his fully developed vocal cords, but the words he uttered made the ruling sage look stiff and stand there:

"Emperor's blessing! Father Constantine! Why is it you!"

"You... have seen me?"

This was the answer of Constantine, who had received some important information from Calvin.

Such reactions and answers also made Calvin realize that he might have recognized the wrong person.

"No... I think I made a mistake. You are not the priest I know."

Calvin was slightly stunned when he realized the mistake.

From the moment he woke up, he found that his spiritual energy was blocked by some kind of power. This was the price of his traveling through time.

A brain with sufficient energy supply allowed him to understand the current situation. He could not bear the price of rashly offending the priest in front of him.

Although he didn't know why the person in front of him had a stiff expression, he couldn't swallow his words at this point, so he explained like this.

"No, maybe you didn't admit your mistake..."

In Calvin's eyes, the red-robed mechanical priest obviously had some unspeakable secrets, but he still decided to explain the situation to Calvin after careful consideration.

"What you see may not be me now, but part of me in the future..."

Constantine observed Calvin's expression carefully, and then said to the man who was obviously at a loss:

"The dangerous boundary between flesh and machine has long been stipulated in the "Scarlet Pact" signed by the Emperor himself and Mars. This is an ironclad commandment that no one below Mars may violate.

However, the Mechanicum's research on the human body will eventually lead to the path of uploading consciousness to the machine after life declines. The so-called Scarlet Protocol's constraints only prohibit the use of others as guinea pigs.

And recently I am hesitating whether to cross the threshold of this technology in order to seek a longer-term existence. After all, 500 years have passed since my birth. Errors in my system are inevitably accumulating, and redundant data accumulation is increasing. Overall, there isn't much time left for me. "

"So?" Calvin, who was obviously frightened by the information Constantine said, subconsciously asked.

"So..." Constantine looked at the young man in the cabin and said:

"Your arrival has proven some of my choices and the correctness of these choices. As a thank you, I can explain the mysteries to you."

"What mystery?"

Calvin asked, if the man in front of him was indeed the Constantine he knew, it meant that he could have the most basic trust in the priest. With his mood relaxed, he also had room for curiosity.

Constantine was also in a very good mood. He was no longer struggling to advance or retreat. He even humorously answered Calvin's question with a rhetorical question:

"Young man of noble blood, have you ever heard of such a term - eternal life in the clouds?"

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