Chapter 20 Renovation and Reception

The old Calvin welcomed his last moments in the arms of the young Calvin.

Rather than being a premeditated murder, this was more like a long-prepared festival.

And this ritual-filled festival was the old Calvin's final account of himself, and the last warm but cold reminder of the young Calvin's growth.

There are three stages of human death: physical death, social status death, and the last and cruelest one, the extinction of existence. The old Calvin was the last one.

He did not leave a corpse. The dead old man's body was like a handwriting erased from a canvas, disappearing in front of Calvin bit by bit.

After he gave his "name" to Calvin, he no longer had the qualification to "exist".

In this timeline that once belonged to him, his short hundred years of rich life trajectory was completely wiped out from beginning to end.

And the gaps caused by his disappearance, such as the people he had met or the things he had participated in, were all erased and corrected to the result of his absence by the self-correction ability of time and space. All his efforts and achievements in this life vanished. All his existence will return to the original point and then be corrected into Calvin's life trajectory.

It's as if this old man never existed in this world.

Calvin quietly looked at the hut in front of him, which only had him. He knew that when he left here, the hut would also disappear. But there was no point for him to stay. The will of the old Calvin had never left. He was here, in his own body.

Calvin's soul did not get much stronger after this soul merger. No matter how many souls of the same kind there were, they would not make up for his lack. His change was more reflected in the increase of weight in the sense of time and space.

And the old man's memory and experience as a low-level psychic throughout his life were just better than nothing for him.

There was no other item in the house worth taking away, only the dagger, which had turned into a copper ring at some point, and was quietly put on Calvin's right hand.

The heat it emitted gently burned Calvin's fingers, as if it would guide Calvin to continue this unfinished journey.

The perspective shifted again. In the real world, Calvin, who had already met the basic parameters of the transformation surgery, was taken out of the life support cabin and placed on the operating table.

Under the watchful eyes of the Grey Knights' chief pharmacist, two pharmacist brothers who performed the operation at close range, and two pharmacists of the regiment who were concentrating on operating the automatic surgical instrument outside the medical room formed a surgical team.

They began to try to implant the superhuman organs that had been cultivated into Calvin's body. After the two pharmacists looked at each other briefly, they looked at the chief pharmacist standing next to them.

After getting permission, one of them waved to the outside and said, "The operation begins."

On the buzzing mechanical arm of the fully automatic surgical instrument, a blade dedicated to cutting began to reach down. At the tip of the mechanical arm, the blade that completed the cutting function through high-frequency vibration began to charge. The purpose of this knife was to create a 10-centimeter surgical field of view on the right side of Calvin's chest.

"The surgical field of view is good. Continue to try to free the heart artery and prepare for extracorporeal circulation." At the moment when the knife completed its task, the pharmacist who had been waiting by the side skillfully began to clean the wound and began to evaluate the effect of this knife.

So the whole operation began to smoothly enter the first step of the long transformation process:

Phase 1-Second Heart, Function: A completely self-sustaining organ that can speed up the blood supply of Space Marines while adding a layer of insurance for them-when the original heart is destroyed, the Space Marines can still use this second heart to obtain relatively complete blood circulation ability.

This stage is not too difficult. Except for a very small number of samples with poor physical fitness and rejection reactions, most of the transformed people can successfully accept this organ.

After the second heart begins to beat and merges into the body circulation, the further enhanced vitality can create more favorable basic conditions for the next operation.

"The artery connection is complete, and the electric shock is activated." The two pharmacists who completed the transplant simply confirmed the effect of the transformation of the arterial circuit and the suture of several newly added arteries during the operation. Instructions were given to colleagues outside.

"The second heart was successfully started, and the extracorporeal circulation was closed." The pharmacist outside transmitted the voice into the room through the microphone.

"The inspection is complete, and there is no bleeding point." The two pharmacists confirmed again. Then they looked at the chief pharmacist.

"Sew it up, and leave it alone for 72 hours for observation." The chief pharmacist quickly issued the latest instructions after the evaluation.

On the other side, Calvin also followed the guidance of the ring, and after a few seconds of traveling through a dream-like world, he came to a place located on the edge of the empire but always attracted the attention of the entire empire's top leaders - Cadia.

This is the wreckage of a battlefield. When Calvin came here, he only saw a battlefield mixed with the bodies of the Imperial Guard, Astartes and more Chaos Space Marines.

The fallen tree trunks and the two-foot-thick soil proved that this place had been bombed in a saturation manner, and the dense corpses showed that the defenders here had a tragic melee at the last moment.

There is no terrain that is easy to defend and difficult to attack here, so there is only one reason why both sides of the battle can invest so many lives here to strangle: this must be the only way to a certain key node.

Galvin followed the instructions and walked to the back of the battlefield. At the end of the battlefield, he saw his target, a dying Astartes. He sat there quietly with his once noble head lowered.

The blue paint and the inverted Ω both indicate that this is a warrior from Otarama. The golden feather decorations on the shoulder armor and the fallen helmet prove that this warrior who relied on the boulder to fight until the last moment is a glorious battle group champion.

Galvin slowly walked to his still majestic body and squatted gently. He saw the familiar yet unfamiliar face. The owner of this body seemed to sense Calvin's arrival and slowly opened his tightly closed eyes.

"Am I late?" Calvin asked with some sadness.

"No, it's not late. If you can come, it's not late." Champion Calvin smiled at the corner of his mouth. The wrinkles on his cheeks and the service nail on the right side of his forehead all showed how long he had watched for this empire. The smile in his eyebrows seemed to still show his pride in his heyday.

"Come on, take me with you to welcome our new battlefield." Champion Calvin said as he struggled to raise his only remaining right arm, clenched his huge fist into a fist, and gently stretched it out to Calvin.

At this moment, Calvin understood the meaning of this action without any instruction. He also stretched out his right hand with a ring and clenched it into a fist, with the ring facing forward.

The two fists collided lightly, and he looked up and saw the champion Calvin's last smile to him before disappearing:

"In the future, thank you for your care."

I posted it at the last minute in the early morning. I'm really sorry.

In addition, friends who are interested in talk shows can read a book called "Interesting Boredom". The author of this book is an interesting soul. His words may not be called gorgeous, but he does have a very special perspective on life.