Chapter 149: Homecoming and Harvest, Quarrels and Surprises.

Once he made up his mind to go to Terra, Calvin felt relieved.

He was of such a nature that no matter how much he struggled, he would only stay at the level of thinking. Once he made up his mind, all that was left was the calmness of a soldier who would not change his face when a mountain collapsed in front of him.

This was not a short-term goal. He had to discuss it with the Council of Grand Masters first, and then he also needed to communicate in detail about the direction of Terra.

After all, when to go, how to go, and in what capacity, were all details that could not be ignored.

As a bearer of a civilization that had never interrupted the inheritance of rituals and music for thousands of years, he had an instinctive understanding of the meaning behind these red tape.

The major affairs of a country are only sacrifices and wars; only ritual vessels cannot be lent to others.

So what kind of identity he went to Terra with actually determined the future status of the Grey Knights in this empire to a considerable extent.

This was a game between the Grand Masters and Terra, and it was also a manifestation of the influence of the Imperial Guards on the Empire in the post-Emperor era; he only needed to send out his application, and the rest was to wait for the result and the other party's sincerity.

Putting this matter aside for the time being, Calvin turned his attention to his own gains. He was quite satisfied with the benefits of this trip:

The souls and emotions of four great demons and countless demons, and the fiery emotional echoes of at least twenty α-level psychics, are all precious treasures that he has not had the opportunity to obtain in the past few decades.

These external treasures have been digested and separated in his mind at this time.

The part of authority has flowed to his crown, while strengthening the origin of order, it also slightly makes the fire of salvation brighter;

As for the soul and emotions, the damage to the soul when passing through the crystal wall has been repaired a little, and the missing part of the soul during the journey has also been filled in a subtle way.

From a macroscopic observation perspective, this repair still looks insignificant, but it is undeniable that it is a good start;

It is more obvious at the microscopic level. On the door-level "crystal wall" that Calvin observed during the psychic classification before, two dim runes were randomly filled and lit up.

General knowledge, this basic ability of cognition of the world that all intelligent creatures have, a small fragment on a certain side of his soul was repaired and lit up.

Originally in Calvin's hometown world, the basic ability of breathing, which was as instinctive as breathing, became unusual in the magical background of this world.

The light descended from the crown of order, and the scattered silver light fell on the two runes, giving them different powers in this world.

The first unfamiliar ability will be harvested, Calvin has this feeling.

But this is the first time he has experienced this situation, so he doesn't know the specific information about what it is and how to use it.

He touched the new rune with interest, and a strange and familiar cognition and instinct made him close his eyes subconsciously:

Common sense, psychic enhanced version. Common sense hand.

Calvin's eyes are still closed, but his slightly shaking eyelashes prove the rolling emotions.

The existence of matter in his eyes is no longer dull and uneven at this moment, but has a more three-dimensional meaning.

The steel gauntlet touched by his fingers seems to have its own life; while it feels as cold as usual, it also tells Calvin its story.

From waiting in the dark in the rocks to being excavated and screened by a simple initial explosion;

From being removed from impurities in the hot furnace to being placed on the hydraulic press platform and being crushed into steel billets;

From being transported to the smoke-filled, never-stopping foundry world on cargo ships, to being assigned to technical sergeants to undergo heavy hammering and forming, and the sacred hymns sung loudly by psychic chanters from beginning to end during the processing...

The cold touch of steel also gradually gained its own temperature along the way, or it may have no temperature, but after being passed by these different hands, it was also infected by their moods at the time...

The touch was still extending, and Calvin sensed more materials on the Terminator power armor named "Original Heart", and a large amount of information and light and shadow were also generated at the same time, projected in his mind.

Hiss!

Calvin, who was suddenly hit by a huge amount of memories, couldn't help but cover his head in pain, and the long-dormant hymn gland in his mind began to work instinctively after being stimulated.

The high-frequency information diversion processing ability was activated, but the price was that the temperature of his brain stem was also rising slowly but unstoppably.

The rapidly secreted hormones made the two hearts start to work faster, and more blood was pumped out with nutrients and oxygen to the organs in the head direction.

The ice-blue psychic ring was unconsciously stimulated, and the temperature that suddenly dropped under the effect of the psychic energy on the top of the head also tried to help the main body cool down on the outside.

The feverish brain stem returned to normal, and Calvin, who had recovered from the headache, opened his eyes and stared at his hands blankly, as if he was re-recognizing the world.

Is this memory tracing? Or what is the name of this kind of rare, innate psychic ability in the Inquisition?

"Code 1198, Alpha-level special ability - Reader..." He muttered.

This is an extremely rare ability. Among the psychics recorded in the Inquisition, there are less than a handful of them.

This ability appeared in the earliest record of the 15th Legion during the Great Crusade - a clerk of the Thousand Sons.

He died while exploring a ruins, reading a certain subspace product out of necessity.

In the records after that, only a female judge named Ligeia had this ability during the battle to prevent the great demon named "Gagaturos" from returning to the universe.

The cause of her death seemed to be different from the former. She was also on the road to pursue the true name of "Gagotulus", and her soul was taken away by the heir of the ever-changing demon king.

But fortunately, she completed her mission and informed the Gray Knight around her of the demon's true name before the final moment came. And this was also the key to the victory of that war.

This is undoubtedly a powerful force, but it is also a costly one;

This is a power that only the brave can use, and it is also a power full of sacrifice.

Especially when trying to peep into the mysteries of gods and demons with a mere mortal body.

This is Calvin's judgment on this ability after considering the final fate of its previous owners.

What about the second one?

Calvin took a deep breath and looked at the other rune.

Wildness, the memory of ancient times hidden in human genes.

In the age when humans were eating raw materials and drinking blood, human beings could only rely on their own animal nature to preserve the fire for the continuation of the race.

Calvin once again stretched out his spiritual tentacles, and the unexpected feedback made his eyebrows slightly raised.

Wildness - Execution Ritual, the hunting instinct is more widely interpreted in the hands of the Chaos Gods, and the execution of enemies can also please the gods and obtain rewards:

Execute your enemies! Then receive more power (stamina) from the Blood God!

But after the transformation of order, its effect is the same, but its inner principle is already very different:

Execute your enemies! The Forces of Order will show their generosity to the demise of any Chaos!

Order version of fighting to support war? Calvin was a little surprised.

This kind of ability is rare, or rare in the human empire, but the sons of the Lord of War probably have similar abilities to a greater or lesser extent.

So is this the harvest this time?

The figures of the Lord of Khorne and the Great Demon of Tzeentch flashed across Calvin's mind, and he had some vague ideas about his new source of power.

As for why the remaining big demons of the Lord of Desire and the Lord of Life did not have corresponding harvests, Calvin could also figure it out from their attitudes during the whole process - are enemies with too weak strength even the same stingy harvests?

The runes in the spiritual world were still flickering with his breathing, but Calvin's eyes, which had long been withdrawn and returned to reality, were dim and uncertain.

This is the first time he has lit up these runes since he came to this world.

And these easily obtained powers and the way they were obtained made him have some doubts about his own existence.

What is the difference between him and those Chaos Gods who do this?

Or in essence, his self-completeness also requires the sacrifice of life to complete?

So where is his justice? What is the necessity for his existence?

Who am I, where am I, what do I do? This kind of philosophical speculation that has become so popular appeared in his mind and lingered for a long time.

You must give yourself a bottom line!

Otherwise, he would not be able to find his own anchor point as a human being in the acquisition of this power!

You must have your own goals!

Only then can he prove that he is different from those dirty warp products!

And does he have these?

He has!

Calvin once again re-examined his own existence and recalled the contents of the original agreement:

Am I human?

Yes!

Am I still willing to retain my humanity and just point the sharp blade in my hand at the enemy of mankind?

I do!

Am I willing to fight to defend humanity? I do!

Calvin looked up, his eyes no longer confused. Firm will appeared in his eyes again.

He understands that he may be far away from human beings in the universal sense in this life, and it will become further and further away.

But as long as he is still willing to identify with his own existence, as long as he is still willing to fight for mankind, then what is he and is it important?

He understood his own existence and his own value.

If someone must sacrifice, then why can't it be him; if someone must sacrifice his own humanity to defend humanity, then why can't it be him!

Therefore, I dare not invite you as I always wish!

His whole body was shaking with excitement, and his heart became clear and open again, making him want to declare his ideas and vision to others.

While he was still in this inexplicable emotion, Captain Tabers arrived at the door of the dormitory at an unknown time.

He frowned and looked at Calvin in the room and said:

"Emperor's blessing! Did I come at the wrong time? The envoys of the Imperial Army have left, and it's time for us to set off. Everyone on the bridge is waiting for your meeting!"

"Gan! How many times has this happened? If I don't remember to close the door again, I will be a dog!"

"Dog? I remember the native species of Ancient Terra, but has it been extinct for many years? Does this metaphor have any special meaning?"

"…………"

Calvin followed the passing Tabers in the direction of the bridge with a straight face. The two tall figures walking farther and farther slowly disappeared in the corridor...

"I am opposed to the large-scale replacement of ships! This is a huge waste of imperial property!"

Bishop Klein expressed her will in a restrained tone.

In the silent eyes of Jin and other forbidden troops, this post-war summary meeting, which lasted for three days after the Redeemer of the Souls sailed into the subspace, was full of gunpowder from the beginning.

"I still stand by my opinion. The existing cruiser force projection equipment has reached its limit and can no longer meet our needs." Galvin said.

This is also his biggest feeling about this battle. The single delivery limit of a mere 30,000 troops is the culprit of the heavy damage to the mortal troops in this battle!

With just this small amount of troops, how could it be possible to stop the legion-level demon tide!

If it weren't for the unexpected psychic Titan found later, Calvin would have had no choice but to abandon all the mortal legions, destroy the energy in the webway, and then choose to walk away.

The war cannot be fought like this!

No matter how big a family fortune is, it cannot withstand such a defeat!

Even if you don't care about manpower, what about so many weapons and equipment?

Just saying that the overall situation is the most important thing, why don’t you give up on everything?

Calvin could accept huge casualties and the high cost of purification afterwards.

But he couldn't do it without giving up completely without thinking!

"Bullshit!" Calvin hummed in the language of his previous life. Although they didn't understand what he meant, everyone present knew that it was not a good thing.

"In fact, it is not necessary to change the clothes. Renovation is also a good choice."

Tabers put forward his opinion when the two were in a deadlock.

He understood that both of them had their own opinions, and that their goals were for the development of the entire Chapter.

In Tabers' eyes, the two people's decades of getting along cannot be said to be a perfect understanding, but they can definitely be said to complement each other.

Moreover, even if they don't get along well, in such a wide-ranging matter, being right on the issue and not on the person is the basic quality of a decision-maker.

"But the deck modification on the side of the spacecraft must be at the expense of the number of weapon arrays! What if the naval battle firepower is not enough?"

Mechanical Bishop Klein and Calvin thought together and unanimously refuted Tabos's opinion.

But after realizing their mutual agreement, the two gave each other a hard look.

"If transformation doesn't work, what about increasing the size of the fleet?"

Seeing that Tabers's opinion was rejected by both parties, Gavins remained silent and tried to solve the problem.

"We don't have that many crew members!" This time it was Tabers who denied it. As a member of the second company, he knew the situation of his fleet very well.

"Before the recruitment effect brought by gene seeds occurs, our captain selection can only maintain the current scale."

"Gene seed?"

Everyone muttered this word, and then focused their attention on Calvin. The confidentiality level of this information was too high, and everyone present had only a partial understanding of it. Only half of the senior leaders of the war group knew the specific situation.

The latter smiled bitterly amidst everyone's expectations:

"The cycle of transformation surgery is difficult to shorten. Everyone's situation is different. Not everyone can take the path I did. It will still be five years after the gene seeds from Mars come back, but it will take at least ten years before the first batch of recruits serve in the company. Later..." "Tsk!" This was everyone's disappointed reaction to his answer.

When everyone was deadlocked on this issue and could not continue, the navigator below the bridge sent them a message:

After receiving the latest call for help from the Demonic Tribunal, there is a threat of Chaos pollution nearby and is about to be generated!

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