Infinite Metaverse

Behind the steel gate are tall and huge instruments, compact and complicated instruments, and complicated pipelines connected to the culture column that is as tall as three people.

The light inside is also dim, with the dim yellow spotlights casting long shadows behind the instrument, and the liquid in some petri dishes and culture chambers will also emit faint fluorescence.

Fu Qihai noticed that the placement of these huge instruments and pipelines was a bit messy, as if they were temporarily transported to the spaceship.

Wo Kuotai led Fu Qihai through the shadows of one huge instrument after another, and came to a wide metal workbench, with the glow of a white shadowless lamp on the top of the workbench, and a small figure stood in front of the stage.

Compared with the metal workbench in front of him, this figure shrouded in a crimson burqa looked very thin, and a space soldier sitting in a wheelchair was one shoulder taller than him, but when Ogotai approached him, he slightly He bowed and said respectfully:

"Master Quinto."

The thin figure turned his head, revealing an old face covered with wrinkles and stains, and the mechanical prosthetic eye inlaid in the right eye socket was shining faintly with green light.

He glanced at Wo Kuotai and Fu Chenghai indifferently, and the voice sounded dry and hoarse, like the friction of rusty gears:

"What's the matter, Company Commander Wo Kuotai?"

Fu Qihai looked calm on the surface, but he was already trying his best to suppress the turbulent waves in the sea of ​​thinking from Electronic Iron Man.

From the moment he saw the two tall robots before he entered the door, to the time when he passed by one complex machine after another, the sea of ​​thinking began to stir up waves, and inspirations burst out one after another like bubbles. People with extremely strong curiosity are even more urgent under the blessing of the sea of ​​thinking at this moment.

Wo Kuotai whispered: "Master, I hope you can help this child complete the promotion operation."

He didn't seem surprised to hear the man requesting a burqa, he calmly said to Fu Qihai:

"Open your mouth."

Fu Qihai opened his mouth obediently, as if being examined by a doctor for his tonsils.

Master Kunto Youlu's mechanical prosthetic eye turned slightly.

He said: "According to the tooth age of ordinary humans, he is about seventeen years old. You know the best time for surgery, he is a bit old."

Fu Qihai slandered in his heart: You can just ask me directly, on our home planet Earth, only a sage horse can look at the age of teeth...

Wo Kuotai heard the words and said: "Of course I know, but I don't think these are problems for you."

Kunto turned his head back, and two slender and delicate mechanical hands protruded from under the burqa. He lowered his head and continued to fiddle with his workbench, and said, "It's really not a big problem. You can take him to receive training. Let your legion Give me one of your gene seeds, and I will grow the organs before the surgery."

Seeing that Kunto was busy with his own affairs, Wo Kuotai paused for a moment, but couldn't help but said:

"Master, as you can see, our legion's strength is running low. I think Locke is a rare and good seed. I am very optimistic about him. I hope... I hope you can guarantee the success rate as much as possible."

Kunto stopped what he was doing, turned his head to look at Wo Kuotai, and laughed dryly under the hood, saying:

"Why, Wo Kuotai, do you think I am on the same level as those well-developed and clumsy pharmacists in your legion?"

Wo Kuotai hurriedly said: "I don't mean to question your ability, I just want to say... every source of soldiers is very important to us now."

Kunto turned back again, and calmly said: "Okay, I know what you mean, take him to receive training from your White Scars, and I will take care of the rest."

Wo Kuotai bowed again and said, "Thank you, Master."

On the way back, Fu Qihai couldn't help asking:

"who is he?"

"Quinto Anastasio, geneticist, high priest of the Mechanic Order, biological sage, and alien expert."

Wo Kuotai said a long list of titles.

"Is he related to your special mission this time?" Fu Qihai realized it keenly.

Wo Kuotai looked at Fu Qihai expressionlessly: "I will tell you this after you become a member of us, including your stupid stupid questions."

Fu Qihai smiled dryly, it seems that Wo Kuotai is still brooding about the things that were questioned before.

Genetics is the collective name for technical priests who study biology, genetics and other disciplines in the Mechanicus, while biological sages explain his level and title. Genetics of this level are also at the level of a big boss in their foundry world In terms of strategic value alone, all the people on this frigate, even the spaceship, are worth less than Quinto alone.

The dark red of his burqa, this color has a famous name in the Milky Way - Martian red.

This is the signature shade of the Mechanicus.

But the Mechanicus is the Mechanicus, the Astartes Legion is the Astartes Legion, no matter how powerful Quinto is, he is not Okuotai's direct superior, and Okuotai can treat Quinto in a business-like manner, and now he is humble To ask for help, to put it bluntly, it was for Fu Qihai.

Thinking of this, Fu Qihai couldn't help but glanced at Wo Kuotai gratefully. This thick-faced, grumpy man with a fat head was actually quite nice to him.

The operation of transforming ordinary people into interstellar warriors within the Star Warrior Corps is called "promotion". In fact, from this word, we can see the attitude of many interstellar warriors towards mortals. They think that interstellar warriors are a higher level of life form than ordinary people.

This view is not unreasonable, not to mention the powerful and durable strength, flexible and agile speed, extraordinary reflexes, resilience, etc., just a near-infinite lifespan is enough to disdain mortals.

Space Marines grow old, but there are no Space Marines who die of old age, only Space Marines who die in battle.

The best age for transformation of space warriors is 12 years old, but this is not a big problem. Many famous figures were already in their prime when they underwent transformation operations, such as the captain of the Primarch Guard of the White Scars Legion, the leader of the golden coward, Chaga Tai Khan's right-hand man, Qin Xia, as well as the chief think tank of the White Scars Legion, the leader of the Storm Prophet, and the second in command of the Legion, Talihutai Yesugai, they all accepted the interstellar space as adults or even middle-aged people. Soldiers are surgically transformed, but this does not affect them becoming one of the most powerful interstellar warriors.

There are even more extreme examples. The adoptive father of Lorgar, the Primarch of the Word Bearers Legion, Cole Pharron, was already a dying old man when he was about to undergo the transformation surgery of the Space Marines, but he still passed a series of transformation operations, bionic organs, Special drugs made him a space fighter with combat power.

As long as the technical priests think about it, nothing is impossible.

It’s just that the promotion of most space fighters also has to consider a cost issue. Basically, the pharmacists in the legion complete the operation. The pharmacists are also space soldiers. They are also responsible for picking the gene seeds of the fallen space soldiers. There will be a problem of attrition rate in surgery, and those who fail will either die directly or become permanently disabled.

The latter is okay, after all, the bionic prosthetic technology is very developed, and if it fails, it is not impossible to mix with ordinary crew members in the legion.

But in most cases failure is death.

So Wo Kuotai emphasized the success rate to Quinto, and now there are not so many suitable young men on the spaceship for the transformation operation to consume, only Fu Qihai is a single seedling.

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