How can a retired savior be considered retired if his price drops to 40,000?

Chapter 235 Pre-exam syndrome ()

Decker found that he was getting used to life on the Stormbound. Even he didn't know whether this was a good thing or not.

So far, he has not smelled any "bad" tendencies in this matter. Although this small ship that looks very warp in its living environment is indeed unsettling, the Custodes, the black-painted Dark Angels, and the Night Lords who are peacefully coexisting in some strange balance are also confusing. , but if we only discuss the quality of life, there is nothing to say. If you are willing to put everything aside and believe that the Forbidden Army will hold up even if the sky falls, then this small boat that is quiet enough is indeed a very suitable place to recuperate.

He could regard what happened during this period as some kind of "reward" for the hard work of the remaining survivors after seven years of fierce fighting on Skelos, and accept it with a little more peace of mind. At least, that's how it seemed to most of the few remaining Blood Angels brothers in the company who had boarded the ship with him.

But Decker himself, who "knows better" in a sense, as a holy blood priest, always has a sense of crisis in his spare time: "Is this too good?"

The bad news is that by the consistent standards of the Empire and even the Blood Angels, the current progress is indeed "too good." The research and development of blood substitutes that can relieve red thirst syndrome is progressing at a rapid pace - it is better to say that Asclepius had already made the finished product on the day he received the Holy Grail from the warehouse. They spent the next few days simply reverse-engineering it, trying to replicate it in a series of processes that didn't involve too much magic or psionics. This part of the job took up most of Decker's time except for necessary rest, but here's the good news: He didn't have much free time to think.

Decker would not say that the results achieved by Asclepius and him (mainly the former) in the small medical room of the Storm Frontier in less than a week were greater than those achieved in the past ten thousand people. The tireless efforts of the Blood Priests throughout the years—at least not until the products they produce successfully pass a series of tests. He hopes this can succeed, but in fact, for him or any Holy Blood Priest, ultimately getting a failed result on this issue is the "normal" they are more accustomed to. What's more, the suspicious eyes of Judge Hastings, who often patrolled the corridors, also reminded him that this time's research and development was unusually smooth.

The good news is that Decker has drawn up scenarios in his mind ranging from the best outcome (the finished product is found to fail the tests after being returned to the Chapter monastery) to the worst outcome (a traitor emerges from the flask). Qi Da Mo), at least five countermeasures or emergency plans. He thought he could convince himself not to care about the failures that followed. Another bad news that has nothing to do with all the above is that he has to appear in the hospital room of the Storm Frontier too regularly and fixedly because of his research and development work, which seems to have caused some people who were originally on the ship to default to him. As the "liaison of the Blood Angels".

Who said he was the best one among all the brothers currently on the ship?

When Kaelia appeared at the door again with the data tablet in hand, Decker sighed slightly, prompted by an emotion almost akin to frustration. He was very sure that with mortal senses, the girl who was poking her head by the door couldn't catch his little movements, but Kaelia paused on the spot inexplicably, and then clearly showed her question: "Should I find someone?" Others" expression made Decker not so sure again.

"She is a psyker. Her specialty is telepathy." Asclepius' tone revealed the reluctance of the boss, "Also, at this distance, you can completely 'open your mouth' to speak, so you don't have to I have to let me, who is focusing on product separation, be distracted to give you an answer."

Tezcatlipoca nodded: "It's roughly like this, but I can't completely guarantee that there won't be a small probability event. You know, Tzeentch is still there, not to mention there are powerful opponents in the subspace. There are actually many 'creatures' that have an impact on reality, so there are still many variables."

Decker thanked him, took the data tablet, and almost unconsciously cast a sad glance at the experimental table behind him.
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"So," Fujimaru Ritsuka, who was in a private room that was strictly protected from the occult, with an incarnation of the Almighty God in front of him, gradually became more arrogant during the conversation, "the current situation in the subspace is sexual. Nie and Nurgle are fighting, and Tzeentch is enjoying the fun of not helping either side, or rather helping both sides, but Khorne is not interested in the farce between the three of them, and is still paying attention to the real universe?"

"That is to say, in the next period of time, if I am not unlucky enough to be slapped in the face by green-skinned orcs or Tyranids, and the ruler of the Necron Dynasty decides on a whim to launch a directional expedition against Baal. , then the only things I need to worry about are Khorne and the Black Legion?”

He took a few seconds to hand over the reactor in front of him to Asclepius, pulled away from the experimental table, and turned to the door. After a brief moment of panic and hesitation, Kaelia decided to hand over the data pad in her arms to the Blood Angel in front of her: "According to the navigator's prediction, we will be able to return from the Baal system in three days. The Mandeville Point jumps out to the physical universe. Sister, Throne Envoy Fujimaru Ritsuka believes that you may need a certain amount of time to prepare for returning to the home planet of the Chapter to report on your duties. In addition, ongoing tasks may also need to be carried out according to the new regulations. The schedule is planned again.”

"In addition, the Eldar tribe has started a large-scale civil war because of their goddess of life, and they have no time to interfere with you." Tezcatlipoca added, and never mentioned what kind of role he played in it. character of.

This sounds very reasonable, after all, even if it is, it is impossible to guarantee that everything that happens next will be in one's prediction. Fujimaru Ritsuka accepted that there might be errors in the development of future events, but she couldn't help but asked: "Among these 'variables', some of them are not because of you posting random things everywhere." Is it the result of practicing qualifications?"

It took Decker a moment to realize that the second half of Asclepius's words was addressed to the little girl by the door. Before that, they might have been communicating through psychic telepathy - that was an issue that Decker, as the Holy Blood Priest, didn't understand and couldn't care about.

"I don't know what will happen in the future, but I did arrange several trials during this period of traveling alone." Tezcatlipoca, at least sounded very stable, "But who knows what these people will do?" What if you fail to pass the trial? Even if you succeed, will you be able to survive after that? Or, will someone give away the token in the middle of the trial?"

Fujimaru Ritsuka, who once "randomly exchanged the token for another product and gave it away" during the trial, crossed her arms: "If you don't speak clearly when sending the token, this kind of thing will be very serious." It could happen!"

"You're feeling confident now, aren't you!" Tezcatlipoca laughed angrily, "Forget it, anyway, the person who won the final showdown was you, so I'll consider you to have passed, and there's no need to mention the past." "Obviously you brought it up first, covertly and openly."

"Don't worry about such small things." Tezcatlipoca waved his hand, as if "I am actually very generous and don't care about this small problem." This attitude made Fujimaru Ritsuka couldn't help but complain: You obviously care about it to death.

But her basic desire to survive allowed her to keep these words in her stomach. She opened her mouth, but what she said was a completely different topic: "To be honest, I haven't asked yet, why did you and Debit come to this completely unrelated world?"

"Huh? Didn't I mention it?" Tezcatlipoca's attitude towards this was very indifferent. "At the beginning, it was because Debit wanted to try to get rid of the five-minute memory limit per day, so we started trying to move to a 'visible' The world line cannot be interfered with by life forms outside the universe. As a result, the experiment failed, and by some strange combination of circumstances, we ended up here. Then Debit felt that we could not ignore what we saw, so we stayed after a while. "

"Even if you stay, you don't actually have to mind these nosy things, right?"

"What are you talking about? Debit started to meddle in his own business as soon as he landed. I can't leave him alone." Tezcatlipoca took out a cigarette case from his arms and paused. For a moment, as if he noticed the occasion, he stuffed it back into his pocket, "If I stay in this crazy world that doesn't fit my aesthetics at all, I have to find something interesting to do to 'pass the time', right? "

Fujimaru Ritsuka, who felt that his conversation strategy was seen through by the other party, was embarrassed for a moment, but then made the decision to "just tell the truth": "So, the series of behaviors you did to 'pass the time', What’s the ultimate goal?”

The current Tezcatlipoca is no longer a servant of Chaldea, but a god who has returned to the wild and free world. Although Fujimaru Ritsuka was certain that he was the "soldier" that the other party had personally admitted as his "favorite". For this reason, Tezcatlipoca would not deliberately do anything that would cause direct harm to Chaldea. But this range is actually very narrow, and the range that can be operated by the "Wind of Impermanence" is still very large.

"What? Don't trust me?"

"Chaldea's position now is different from before. I have to look at things from the perspective of the entire empire as much as possible. And you don't seem very trustworthy, do you?"

"So straightforward? Where is the gentleness and gentleness of your Japanese speeches?"

"Even Japanese people, when stating objective facts like 'one plus one equals two', will feel that it is not necessary to be 'gentle and gentle' in choosing words and constructing sentences."

Tezcatlipoca raised his hands in surrender. After all, his external appearance basically switches randomly, causing him to often feel unreliable.

"Okay, okay, I admit it." He said with a bit of helplessness, "So far, more than 80% of the purposes of all my actions can be simply summed up as 'helping you clear obstacles. '. You can believe this part and make your next plan based on it - by the way, I haven't talked to the one on the throne yet, but he should be aware of my existence."

Now it was Fujimaru Ritsuka's turn to be confused: "Why are you so enthusiastic about this matter?"

"The reason is very simple, the same as in the past." Tezcatlipoca smiled: "Because, 'the scope of your destruction is very generous'."

(End of this chapter)