Chapter 420 Black and Red, the Plan in the Shadows (VI) Awakening

Although he wanted to find out the origin of this "uninvited guest", Calvin fell into hibernation due to the increasing sleepiness.

The last perspective in Calvin's consciousness was the "mature" Kerberos standing in the crowd, raising his head from his whispered prayer after hearing his call.

The consciousness of the Primarch sank all the way down, passing through the continent of the Pure Land of Souls, and then through the black subconscious ocean under the endless tide.

He finally passed through the deepest part of the seabed and returned to the origin of his soul in another way.

The breathing of the Primarch in the real world became more and more stable, and the pharmacist waited quietly in front of his bed. After confirming that the Primarch finally entered a deep sleep, the pharmacist called his colleagues, transferred the Primarch to the oversized life support cabin he prepared, and then carefully carried him to the medical department on the middle floor of the battleship.

Here they can get more help from medical equipment, so as to make more accurate real-time monitoring and feedback on the Primarch's physical data.

The Honor Guard and the Imperial Guards monitored the entire process of this transfer. They need to ensure that every piece of the Primarch's physical data has a clear destination, and every test result will not be leaked.

Calvin fell into hibernation, and the government affairs at hand came to a halt.

Fortunately, this was originally sailing in the subspace, so the only active people on the entire battleship were the clerks of the Inquisition and the Grey Knights. When the owner of this battleship was no longer busy, only the Grey Knights were still maintaining endless training on the huge Unremitting Crusade.

The pharmacists were an exception, and they still needed to stick to their posts. Because although Calvin had stopped eating, his body still needed nutrition.

So the still busy medical department will still be brightly lit in the next ten days, and the pharmacists assigned to the battleship have been keeping a close eye on the data fed back by the life support cabin, and carefully adding the substances needed by the Primarch to it.

As time passed, the Primarch's nutritional intake rate was slowly decreasing. Until the fifth day of the Primarch's hibernation, Calvin's energy intake had dropped to the normal level on weekdays.

But what about the changes? The pharmacist who had been observing from beginning to end was puzzled.

He had been waiting for the growth and development of the original body to end, and he had thought that Calvin would have intuitive parameter changes in the data, just like the previous growths.

But until the growth and development of the original body ended, the curve of its physiological data also tended to be flat, and he could not find any obvious increase in any important data.

Well, it was not completely unchanged.

At least the original body's weight increased by about 10% again compared with before, and cell activity also increased by about 5%.

His bone density increased slightly, but only slightly. If it were not for the accuracy of the instrument, this increase could even be included in the data error.

But his height did not increase, but shrunk. In addition to this, the pharmacists did not find any physical data changes from him.

Is this a failed growth? Or did the pharmacists make some mistakes in their work, so that they did not have an accurate record of the original body's physical changes?

Is this really the case? Of course not.

The original body has indeed become stronger, but not in the physical sense, or in other words, this physical growth is far less obvious than his spiritual power.

Although the pharmacists cannot use instruments to measure accurate data, as long as you are lucky enough to see the original body that is still in deep sleep, you will have an intuitive understanding.

Bang bang... Bang bang...

In the quiet medical room, the white-armored giant is quietly checking the equipment, and the faint heartbeat sounds in his ears, while he still calmly executes the operating procedures in his hands.

Bang bang... Bang bang...

The heartbeat is getting closer and closer, as if it is right next to his ear. The pharmacist seems to feel that his heartbeat is also approaching this frequency, but he knows that this should be an illusion under spiritual induction.

He continued to operate with a frown, and his movements were stable to the millimeter level without any tremor...

Bang... Bang...

The heartbeat like a heavy hammer exploded in the pharmacist's ears, and the bright red blood tore through the fragile blood vessels in the nasal cavity and flowed down from the nostrils, but he ignored the scarlet warning prompt in the helmet visor and continued to bury his head in the work in front of him.

Ding!

With the reverse force of the star wrench in his hand and the mechanical arm on the backpack, the last circuit of the faulty instrument was connected again. The pharmacist put down the tools in his hand, staggered out of the empty room with the wall.

"Five minutes and thirteen seconds..." The moment the gate opened, another taller pharmacist standing at the door said to him while pinching the timer in the helmet.

"Huh... so long?" The pharmacist who walked out of the room took off his helmet, and after the sound of the air pressure valve loosening, there was a young face with a mouth full of blood.

He first raised his arm to wipe the blood off his face, but then he was worried that it would contaminate his armor, so he finally took out a disinfection pack from his waist and wiped the stains off his face.

"You exceeded the time specified in our procedures, which is a serious violation of discipline. But... seeing that you handled "it", I will hold you accountable for this violation next time."

The taller pharmacist's tone was extremely stern, but as he continued, the serious warning finally turned into a joke.

"I can handle it. I calculated it at the beginning..." The young pharmacist replied with a smile, but the bloodshot eyes and the faint blood clots in his eyes showed the pressure he had been under before.

"Don't talk nonsense... If it's a little later, I'm going to go in to save you." Another pharmacist looked at his face and spread his hands helplessly. His originally relaxed tone finally turned serious, and he issued the most formal warning to the latecomer in front of him:

"No mistakes are allowed in matters related to Titan. I don't want to see any arrogant words like "I thought" full of subjective meaning in the next performance report."

"Yes!" The young pharmacist finally became serious. He saluted the elder in the most standard posture, indicating that he accepted the other party's advice.

The latter examined the other party's kneeling body for a full few seconds, and after repeatedly confirming the young man's attitude, he finally decided to give him another chance:

"Get up, kid, at least this time, you did a good job."

After speaking, the tall pharmacist turned and walked towards the monitoring room next door.

"Yes!" After standing up, the young pharmacist hurriedly followed the former's footsteps.

He used precise body control to make his pace just half a step behind the former, and turned his head to ask his mentor:

"Regarding Lord Calvin... Oh no, regarding Titan's medical matters, was it this difficult before?"

"Not really..." The older pharmacist pushed open the door of the monitoring room while speaking, and the pharmacist, who was standing in front of a platform composed of a bunch of complex instruments, nodded to him behind a layer of psychic barrier glass.

As he walked into the platform, he also waved to the latter. His sight passed through the heavy psychic isolation barrier and looked at Calvin floating in the life support cabin in the room. He said in a serious tone:

"At least before this growth, there was no such strong psychic reaction..."

Bang!

The sound of a heavy object falling behind him made the pharmacist turn around suddenly, and what appeared in his field of vision was the figure of the young pharmacist lying on the ground...

Yes, this is the growth effect of Calvin this time.

His body once again broke through the shackles of the holy blood cells and reached an unprecedented level of analysis of more than 40%.

But unlike what he expected before he fell into a coma, his growth this time was not immediately reflected in his physical strength.

On the contrary, because of the asymmetry between the strength of his soul and body, when his physical strength got the opportunity to be strengthened again, his instinct drove the organs of his body to evolve in a way that was more adaptable to the spiritual energy under the pressure of his soul.

The result of this directional evolution was that his physical strength was not immediately strengthened in the ligaments, muscles, and nerves.

On the contrary, his skin, organs, and hematopoietic system represented by the spine and spinal cord plundered all the energy and materials obtained by the original body through eating at the first time, and used them to strengthen the adaptability of its internal circulation.

Before these organs were strengthened, they almost reached the theoretical upper limit of carbon-based organisms. After this strengthening, after they broke through the theoretical upper limit of carbon-based organisms, the various data indicators they reflected began to have a clear mythological color.

The pharmacists can actually do very limited things, because there are not many parts of the Primarch's body that they can recognize.

Starting from this evolution, the Primarch's body structure officially left the scope of all their theories and cognitions and entered a completely unknown field for them.

The previous heartbeat is a typical example, because this heart, which is like a living thing, is the biggest beneficiary of this enhancement.

The pharmacists of the Grey Knights never thought that one day the war group would welcome their own gene Primarch; and what they did not expect was that their Primarch would be able to hurt these elites selected from millions of people just by the unconscious heartbeat in sleep.

This heartbeat will ignore the psychic protection of the Grey Knights, and it will become louder and louder as it is heard for a longer time, and all those who can hear the heartbeat will also dance with their own heartbeats, and finally explode after uncontrollable and violent mobilization.

Several mechanical slaves have died in this unprovoked disaster. Calvin's unconscious release has put the Grey Knights pharmacists in an unprecedented predicament.

As a last resort, they moved the life support cabin containing the Primarch again and used a special laboratory with a psychic isolation barrier to maintain monitoring of the Primarch's body.

But even with such treatment, it was not possible to achieve complete isolation. The heartbeat of the Primarch could still penetrate the thick barriers and resound throughout the cabins of the entire medical area.

But this time, "it"'s destructive power was finally limited, at least it was barely within the range that the Grey Knights could bear.

So the mortal technical officers of the entire medical area were urgently evacuated, and the mechanical slaves of the entire medical area were forced to hibernate.

The huge medical area fell into a strange silence. On the entire large deck composed of hundreds of cabins, only the Grey Knights' pharmacists and the stationed honor guards were active.

But what about the equipment? Equipment always has problems.

Even if there is no major problem with the equipment, under this intensity of continuous vibration, some sudden problems will inevitably occur at the connection between equipment and at the interface between pipelines.

So there was the thrilling scene just now. The young pharmacist was already the fourth batch of people to enter the laboratory to repair the equipment. In the previous three attempts, they probably figured out the limit they could bear.

Five minutes, that is five minutes, not a second more, and that brave and reckless young man paid a heavy price for it...

Fortunately, it was too early when he had problems, and fortunately, the place where he fainted was the place with the richest medical resources on the entire battleship.

The young pharmacist who was rushed to the operating room next door was taken over by the chief pharmacist after being thrown on the operating table.

The thoracotomy was performed immediately under the order of the chief pharmacist, and after the single-molecule ripper sawed open his breastplate and chest cavity, what was presented to everyone was a shocking erosion.

His first and second hearts were both seriously damaged to varying degrees, and what shocked everyone present was that even with such serious injuries, he could still walk out of the previous medical room independently on his own...

Of course, the extracorporeal circulation and heart transplant surgery began to proceed simultaneously, and with the joint efforts of all the senior pharmacists on duty, they finally snatched his life back from the hands of death after 4 hours.

But he still had to rest for a long time, because he could survive with two hearts ruptured at the same time, which was a medical miracle in the eyes of the pharmacists.

Even though he was an Astarte with an inhumanly strong body, he needed a long time to adapt to the rejection reaction of two hearts.

So the Grey Knights' next battle in Zhanmoro had nothing to do with him.

Of course, he was in a coma at this time and had no energy to think about such things...

Calvin finally woke up on the tenth day of his sleep, and the most obvious sign of his awakening was that the heartbeat that had been resounding throughout the medical area finally began to stop being arrogant under the consciousness of its owner.

Its thunderous sound began to slowly calm down, slower and slower... lighter and lighter, until it gradually disappeared...

The Primarch's eyes opened with confusion after a long sleep, and in front of him was a completely unfamiliar scene:

In the unfamiliar cabin were unfamiliar decks and mechanical devices, and under the unfamiliar cold light were unfamiliar 15 pharmacists of all sizes.

What he found most incomprehensible were the expressions of these pharmacists. They all took off their helmets after seeing the Primarch wake up.

In Calvin's dumbfounded expression, these pharmacists bowed to him in unison, and then released Calvin from the life support cabin at a speed and efficiency that he could not understand, and then kicked out of the door of the medical area.

"I said, are they a little overreacting?" Calvin stood in front of Golden who came to greet him, holding a half-worn linen robe in his hand.

The latter obviously knew what Calvin had been doing these days, so he could only force an explanation for these tech geeks in the confusion of his own monarch:

"Indeed, maybe he was too tired..."

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