Fu Qinghai is dreaming.
A long, endless dream.
Sometimes he feels like a fish, breathing the oxygen in the water and swimming freely in the deep sea.
As he swam, he would think: This is what breathing in water feels like.
Sometimes he feels that he is a bird soaring in the sky, the petrel in the junior high school text.
The text he had recited when he was a child appeared vaguely in his dream, and he transformed into a petrel and flew in the storm.
Raging storms, turbulent waves, lightning and thunder...
"Bang!" A bolt of lightning struck him through the dark clouds.
Damn it, it hurts so much!
Fu Qinghai felt like he was about to be numbed by lightning, sometimes his chest, sometimes his abdomen, and sometimes his back.
Is this the price of being a scumbag?
Suddenly, he felt a chill on the top of his head, and his whole body felt suddenly enlightened...
But most of the time, it's a hazy, hazy dream.
until……
[You have successfully transformed into a White Scar Legion space warrior and achieved a stage milestone event! 】
[Start calculating assimilation points... 781 points]
The cold voice in his mind passed through the hazy dream and reached Fu Qinghai's thoughts.
He was suddenly awakened.
Fu Qinghai opened his eyes suddenly, and what he saw was a turbid and surging fluorescent yellow liquid. Through the liquid, he could see the transparent glass cover outside.
Fu Qinghai found that he was breathing naturally in the liquid. The flowing liquid filled his lungs with his breathing and traveled through his mouth, nose and throat.
He moved his hands and feet and felt a little strange, being fixed, but he had an inexplicable feeling.
It felt like I could break free with just a slight tug.
But Fu Qinghai did not move. He lay in the glass cabin and calmly looked at the surrounding environment.
At the same moment, the red alarm light outside the low-temperature culture cabin suddenly lit up and made a beeping sound.
Master Quinto, who was buried in front of the workbench, suddenly looked up.
"Huh? I woke up early," his mechanical eyes flashed, "half a month ahead of schedule."
He walked towards the training room.
Fu Qinghai saw through the turbid culture fluid that there seemed to be a figure shaking outside. He was about to stare intently when he suddenly felt the cabin shake, and the liquid surrounding him was slowly falling.
"Tsk-tick!"
As the liquid drained away, the glass door opened.
Fu Qinghai saw Master Quinto's old face under his dark red hood, as well as his dark green mechanical eyes.
Fu Qinghai spoke with a sticky voice: "Master..."
"Come out, be careful, don't fall, and don't use too much force." A familiar hoarse voice.
Fu Qinghai struggled to control his slightly unfamiliar limbs, carefully stood up from the training chamber and rolled out.
There is still some viscous and transparent liquid left on the skin.
He was completely naked, but Fu Qinghai looked down and saw that his hair had grown back.
Talking about leg hair.
Fu Qinghai stood still, looked down, and noticed something was wrong.
Master Quinto, who used to be short and only reached his shoulders, has now become even shorter, reaching only his midriff.
Fu Qinghai's brain, which had been soaked in culture fluid for a long time, could barely turn around.
Is this...I'm getting taller?
"Come out with me." Before Fu Qinghai could ask, Master Kunto turned around and left.
The naked Fu Qinghai followed Quinto staggeringly to the workbench.
"Sit." Quinto pointed to an iron box next to him.
Fu Qinghai sat down as instructed.
The robot hand under Quinto's robe dexterously pulled out some metal tubes from the workbench, and attached the probe at the end of the tube to Fu Qinghai's head, chest, and back.
Fu Qinghai, who was sitting on the iron box, was also adjusting his breathing slightly to adapt to his new body.
He felt that his hearing had gotten better and his eyesight had become stronger. The shadowless lights on the surrounding workbench could not illuminate the dark corners, and he could see clearly even if he looked closely.
He felt something was wrong again, Fu Qinghai held his breath and listened carefully... He heard the heartbeat in his chest... something seemed wrong.
Heart murmur? No, it's not noise... it should be... it's...
"Very good, both hearts are beating normally and there is no organ necrosis." Master Quinto's voice sounded beside him.
As he spoke, the technical priest picked up a small scalpel from the table and made a deep cut on Fu Qinghai's chest.
Blood gushed out instantly, but what was exposed under the skin was not a red muscle layer, but a black shell-like substance.
The blood only gushes out a little before it begins to clot quickly. After a few seconds, a fresh, small blood scab forms.
Fu Qinghai looked down at all this.
I already have a clear understanding in my heart.
from now on.
He is no longer human.
He is an Astartes with two hearts and three lungs.
It is a precision-operated war machine and a carefully designed killing tool.
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At this time, the frigate Gladius was in the training cage.
Wokuotai, who had lost his lower body, was sitting in a mechanical truncated wheelchair. He held a heavy long knife in each hand and waved it vigorously.
Facing the weapons coming from all directions, without his feet, he could not move and dodge, so he could only rely on his two strong arms and weapons to block.
“Ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ping-ping-ping-ping-ping-ping-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding'
Wokuotai used the strength of his waist and abdomen to spin quickly, and the long knife in his hand flew into the afterimage, resisting the incoming weapons around him.
The strong collision of metal and metal exploded into clusters of sparks.
Suddenly, a metal spear suddenly stabbed straight from the lower left side of his back. Wo Kuotai couldn't dodge, and blood spurted out from his waist.
"Ah!" He screamed in pain, more like annoyance than pain.
Outside the training cage, Talal crossed his arms and silently stared at Wo Kuotai in the cage.
Being injured by a training cage is a shame for any long-time Astartes veteran.
At this time, a black mechanical skull floating in the air flew into the training cabin.
This is a servo skull.
Red light flashed twice in the empty eye sockets of the skull, and a cold electronic sound was emitted:
"Lord Talal, Lord Ogedai, and Master Quinto please come to the laboratory."
Talal stopped the operation of the training cage at the right time, looked at Wo Kuotai who was sweating profusely in the cage, lowered his head and panting, and said:
"Wo Kuotai, guess what, that kid is probably here."
Wo Kuotai, who was still angry, suddenly raised his head and said in surprise: "The transformation was completed so quickly?"
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