Chapter 5 The Seed of Legend
Regarding Calvin’s report, it was already three days later when it reached the lady’s hands.
When this document was handed over to the lady after a long time, she simply looked at it and put it aside.
Rather than this kind of conclusive document that only needed her confirmation, she decided to finish the more important things at hand first.
The twists and turns brought about by this child's aristocratic status were not inconspicuous in the lady's long life, but they did bring the possibility of some trouble, but fortunately the process was quite interesting.
So as a conclusion to this interesting anecdote, the lady certainly had good reason to keep the last part of this pleasure - Calvin's grading report - to herself after dinner.
This may be a good pastime for women to relieve insomnia during a long night. It is not considered a meal, but can barely be regarded as a dessert.
Since it is a dessert, perhaps in the eyes of a woman, pairing it with red wine before going to bed is the best way to eat it.
Also arriving at the same time as this dessert was a messenger from the Planetary Governor, who brought a personal letter of apology from the Governor along with a large number of special products from the agricultural world and some expensive gifts.
The lady's response was to politely accept the governor's apology, and the supplies were dealt with in two categories: living supplies were left on site for the crew to improve their lives. After returning to Terra, the corresponding supply list was submitted to the Ministry of the Interior. It will be deducted from the tithe of the next cycle in advance; and the property will be returned to the same place without any change.
The messenger who came to deliver letters and supplies had no other objections to this. The lady's sophisticated skills and mature handling methods left him and the big man behind him speechless.
Since no loopholes can be found, the bureaucrats in these places can only pray deep in their hearts to His Majesty the God-Emperor in Terra, hoping to send away this plague god as soon as possible.
As for Calvin himself, who was the cause of everything, no one remembers him at this time.
A person's destiny seems so small at this moment, especially when he is unable to make his own voice. This has always been the case.
In this way, on the fifth day after the final capture operation and its subsequent events, the Mariachi finally embarked on her final journey back to Terra.
With the collective efforts of the crew after a brief rest, the Wanderers began to break away from the planet's gravity and tried to escape from orbit and enter space. Heading towards the golden turning point in the galaxy.
Three days later, at the turning point at the edge of the galaxy, the Wandering Band, which reached the minimum standard for subspace navigation after a brief acceleration, finally disappeared within the observation range of the space station on the outer edge of the galaxy after a burst of flashes.
Presumably in the Governor's Mansion on the top floor of the hive at this moment, someone must be playing their hats to celebrate their departure. But who cares?
"Dong dong dong! Student 9527, open the door! Your breakfast is here!"
"Dong dong dong! Student 9527, open the door, your meal is here!"
"Dong dong dong! 9527! Open the door! Food!"
The above is all the information that Calvin communicated with the outside world in the three days after he was assigned to the cabin.
He was asked not to go out without permission in the cabin, and his only communication was to make eye contact with the crew through the door when the meal was served.
9527 is both the room number and Calvin's number on the ship.
This cabin is not spacious. Including the bed, table and bathroom, the single cabin of about eight square meters is all his activity space.
Clean but simple decoration, no books, no players and no entertainment facilities.
Calvin did not complain. His previous military career allowed him to adapt very quickly to paramilitary management, and he even enjoyed it.
But people outside were obviously not too reassured about him. In view of his underage physical age, or because he was afraid that he would complain, before he entered the confinement chamber, the elusive naval officer took a special look at it, which was actually used to transport those low-level psykers, which is what the officer said. The "firewood" cabin.
The dark cabin of more than 100 square meters has no windows, no bunks, and even no toilet.
Two small ventilation valves and a simple water supply valve are all the life-support equipment for the dozens of "residents" crowded here.
The air full of excrement smell made Calvin standing behind the cabin door unforgettable. Compared with there, Calvin felt like he was in heaven at this moment.
In a short period of 8 days, he finally had the opportunity to be alone quietly without being disturbed.
He needs to think about his situation, which is something he needs to solve urgently.
who I am?
Jiang Wen or Calvin?
How did I get here?
Where am I going now?
what do I do?
In the five days before the spacecraft entered the subspace, Calvin thought carefully and finally came to a conclusion: I am Jiang Wen and I am also Calvin.
This body has had no self-awareness since it was born. Before the soul was born, Calvin, who unexpectedly came to this universe, had already occupied the dove's nest.
Therefore, there is no process of engulfment and assimilation from beginning to end.
Therefore, his legal reasoning about this body is enough to convince his own ethical concepts.
As for his parents, it's a pity that he never had the chance to meet them.
Calvin only knew from the servants around him that they all served in a certain knightly order.
They are the pillars that support the empire's heavy military force, and they are also one of the countless military nobles represented by the Sun Lords throughout the empire.
When Calvin was just three days old, his parents were called to the Imperial war front.
The world of Cartier in the distant hazy star field is a planet-level large-scale war fortress for the Empire to defend against the Chaos attack.
Every year, countless imperial soldiers are recruited from various worlds in the Milky Way to resist the powerful and suffocating attack waves launched by the Eye of Terror opposite Cartier.
When the warmaster of the Black Legion launched the infamous 10th Dark Expedition against the Empire, no one in the entire Empire could stay out of it.
Because once Cartier, as an interstellar transportation hub, falls, the Empire will face a blank space with no defenses in the thousands of astronomical units in the future.
"Cartier may be small, but the Empire has no way to retreat." A non-famous interstellar military political commissar said this after looking at the defense situation map of the hazy star field.
At this time, Calvin, who had been thinking quietly for three days, also came to his own preliminary conclusion.
"The talent of psychic energy may not be an accident."
Calvin, who had just finished doing self-weight training without equipment in the cabin, lay on the single bed, panting and thinking.
Because the soul's power was constantly lost during the long journey, many of his memories fell silent.
The corresponding thing is the many broken and no longer shining facets on the black gem that represents his soul.
These damages that can only be seen by his eyes seem to have a chance to be repaired only by waiting for new power to be added.
But in his limited memory, he still has some vague impressions about the wonderful journey when he first came to this universe and had a conversation with a sun with two cores.
It seems that it was after that conversation that Calvin had a certain permission to successfully use the unique energy of the local area - psychic energy.
But this memory is unfortunately also scattered with only a few pictures.
If you want to fully recover, the currently known way is to have another psychic to make a "free dedication" for Calvin similar to the witch in the capture operation.
And his soul also reached the minimum standard of rekindling the main consciousness with the help of that accidental "charging", and then got rid of the 14-year life of a moron.
Well, we don't need to go into whether the witch is voluntary and free, but asking a psychic to contribute his entire soul must be expensive.
This is not something Calvin can consider for the time being.
Calvin, who thought fruitlessly, gave up this question decisively and started the next step:
Why is his soul embodied as a sphere, but it is considered a wall in the test?
Such a big cognitive difference instinctively made Calvin choose to shut up.
Silence is sometimes a virtue, especially when you have unequal information and are unable to protect yourself.
And the psychic knowledge reserve that is so blank that there is not even a basic concept, also makes Calvin have no way to analyze his specific state.
He temporarily gave up thinking about this aspect, and the code of conduct of the soldiers in his previous life came into play again:
If there is still no result after trying as much as possible, don't worry about it. The boat will naturally straighten itself when it reaches the bridgehead, and leaving everything to time may be a good choice...
Eight days passed in a flash.
Before entering the subspace navigation state, the black ship needs to carry out a ship-wide "quiet" procedure.
From a safety perspective, the black ship needs to ensure that all "sensitive goods" are absolutely quiet during the subspace travel.
This ensures that these "big babies" favored by the subspace have no chance to create more dangers at such a close moment to the origin of the subspace.
And experienced crew members know: large doses of sedatives are the most harmless and cost-effective choice for this situation.
This is also the most frequently supplied material on the black ship, which uses subspace travel as the main method of crossing galaxies.
On the eighth day of the launch of the spacecraft, three hours before 0 o'clock.
Sedatives are released to various target groups on the ship efficiently and orderly according to the danger level and stability assessment.
Specific release methods include but are not limited to:
Anesthetic gas discharged from the exhaust valve of the bottom cabin of the spacecraft, one-to-one injection anesthesia performed by a dedicated person in the heavy monitoring cabin, and the blue pills that our protagonist Calvin received with lunch.
In short, before the specified time, all the "cargo" on the black ship fell into a deep sleep smoothly.
Crew members who are not on duty are also required to stop all entertainment activities and return to their respective cabins to sleep.
Only when they need to work will there be personnel responsible for waking them up.
The entire spacecraft also fell silent. At this point, less than one-third of the crew of the entire black ship remained awake and worked silently.
When the entire preliminary preparation work came to an end, the relaxed lady finally remembered the document that had been neglected for a long time.
As a reward, she took out a glass of red wine from the freezer. Under the dim candlelight, the lady turned the first page with interest...
"Birth world twice the standard Terra gravity environment?"
"190cm height and 110kg weight?"
"14 years old?"
After just looking at the first three data items, the lady frowned: "Ogryn bloodline?" Looking down, it turned out to be true:
"Pure-blooded human?"
The special red mark shows that the lady is not the only one who is confused about this. After taking a sip of red wine, the lady patiently continued to read:
Psychic fluctuation difference: β
Psychic fluctuation cycle stability: β
Will strength: α+
Self-cognition: β
Potential: β
Birthplace reference difference: Γ
Overall rating: β
"Well, the potential is low."
According to the information in the ground capture operation, to be able to digest the explosive outpouring of a β-level psyker in a short time requires at least a β++ level.
But this is not the fault of the testers involved.
As a team of Sisters of Silence directly under the ladies, their actions and information are always responsible only to the ladies themselves. No one else has the right to interfere, not even the captain.
Therefore, it is understandable that there will be errors in the evaluation results based on differences in information.
At the bottom of the parchment page, in the recommended job training column, three of the four blank columns have been filled.
Based on the different positions represented by each other, after the signatures of the three spiritual masters, the content in the training opinion column is inconsistent:
The first one comes from Adolf Munger, who is directly under the Star Court: "Wizard, stability above the horizontal line is worth cultivating."
The second article comes from Andrei Petrovich, who is stationed in the Imperial Navy Department of the Star Language: "The political commissar of the legion, his strong military style and good sense of obedience make people believe that he can perform this duty well."
The third article comes from Richardson who is stationed in the Ministry of Internal Affairs of the Star Language Court: "The Psionic Choir, a strong body will give this student a longer chance to be loyal to the Emperor."
After reading the three points of view representing their respective interests, the lady fell into thinking for a long time.
She did not want to support the interests of any of them, even if it would benefit Calvin in the short term.
While thinking aimlessly, the lady subconsciously re-examined Calvin's various indicators. A choice that had not been included in her mind for a long time evoked the memory of some top-secret battles she had participated in when she served in the ground forces.
"Well, maybe it works?"
She took a deep breath, signed her name in the fourth line of the cultivation opinion column, then changed to the red pen tip representing top secret, and solemnly wrote a short and legendary word "GK" ( Gray Knight).