Chapter 19: Waking Up

Fu Qihai felt dreaming.

A long, endless dream.

Sometimes he felt like a fish, breathing the oxygen in water and swimming freely in the deep sea.

As he swims, he thought: It turns out that this is the feeling of breathing in water.

Sometimes he felt like a bird soaring in the sky, like a petrel in a junior high school text.

The texts he had recited when he was a child appeared dimly in his dreams, and he turned into a petrel and flew in the storm.

Storms, stormy seas, lightning, and thunder...

"Crack!" A bolt of lightning pierced through the dark clouds and hit him.

Grass, it hurts so much!

Fu Qihai felt that he was about to be numb 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 a sense of enlightenment...

But most of the time, it was like a blurry dream.

Until...

[You have successfully transformed into a White Scar Legion, Space marine, Reached a milestone event on this stage!]

[Start to calculate the assimilation points... 781 points]

The cold voice in his head passed through the muddy dreamland and reached Fu Qihai thinking.

He was suddenly awakened.

Fu Qihai suddenly opened his eyes, what caught his eyes was a turbid and surging fluorescent yellow liquid, through which the transparent glass cover outside could be seen.

Fu Qihai found that he was naturally breathing in the liquid, and the flowing liquid filled his lungs with his breath, shuttling through the mouth, nose, and throat.

He moved his hands and feet, feeling a little strange, being fixed, but he had a feeling.

That he can break free with a light struggle.

But Fu Qihai did not move, lying in the glass cabin, calmly looking at the surrounding environment.

At the same moment, the red warning light outside the low-temperature cultivation cabin suddenly lit up, making a "dididi" sound.

Master Quinto, who was buried in front of the workbench, suddenly raised his head.

"Huh? Already Up," his mechanical prosthetic eyes flickered, "half a month earlier than the scheduled time."

He walked towards the training room.

Through the turbid culture fluid, Fu Qihai saw that there seemed to be a figure shaking outside, and was about to stare intently when he suddenly felt the cabin shake, and the fluid surrounding him slowly descending.

"Tch-crack!"

As the liquid drained, the glass door opened.

Fu Qihai saw Master Quinto's old face under the dark red hood and the dark green mechanical prosthetic eye.

Fu Qihai's vocal cords drummed and he spoke deeply: "Master..."

"Come out, be careful, don't fall down, and don't use too much force." A familiar hoarse voice.

Fu Qihai tried his best to control his slightly unfamiliar limbs, carefully stood up from the training cabin, and walked out.

A little viscous and transparent liquid remained on the skin.

He was completely naked, but Fu Qihai looked down and saw that his hair had grown back.

I mean leg hair.

Fu Qihai stood still, and when he looked down, he noticed something was wrong.

Master Quinto, who used to be as short as his shoulders, became even shorter now, reaching only his midsection.

Fu Qihai's brain, which had been cultured for a long time, barely turned around.

This is... I got taller?

"Walk with me." Before Fu Qihai could ask, Master Quinto turned and left.

Fu Qihai, who was completely naked, followed Quinto to the workbench staggeringly.

"Sit." Quinto pointed to an iron box next to him.

Fu Qihai slowly sat down.

The manipulator under Quinto's burqa dexterously pulled out some metal tubes from the workbench and stuck the probe at the end of the tubes to Fu Qihai's head, chest, and back.

Fu Qihai, who was sitting on the iron box, was also slightly adjusting his breathing, adapting to his new body.

He felt that his hearing and eyesight had improved. The shadowless lamps around the workbenches could not illuminate the dark corners but now he could see clearly when looked closely.

He felt something was wrong again, Fu Qihai held his breath and listened carefully... he heard the heartbeat in his chest... something seemed wrong.

Heart? No, it's not a... 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 stroke on Fu Qihai's chest.

Blood gushed out instantly, but what was exposed under the skin was not the red muscle layer, but a piece of black carapace-like substance.

The blood only gushed out a little and then began to coagulate quickly.

After a few seconds, a fresh small blood scab formed.

Fu Qihai looked down at all this.

There was already a clear understanding in his heart.

From now on.

He is not human anymore.

He is an Astarte with two hearts and three lungs.

A precision-operated war machine and a well-designed killing tool.

...

At this time, in the training cage.

Wo Kuotai, who had lost his lower body, was sitting in a mechanical circular table-shaped wheelchair, holding a heavy long knife in each hand and waving it vigorously.

Facing the weapons attacking 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 Dang,!"

Wo Kuotai used his waist and abdomen power to quickly spin, and the long knife in his hand flew like shadows to resist the surrounding weapons.

The powerful collision of metal and metal burst out clusters of sparks.

Suddenly, a metal spear suddenly stabbed straight at the lower left of his back, he couldn't dodge it in time, and blood gushed out from the side of his waist instantly.

"Ah!" He cried out in pain, more like anger than pain.

Outside the training cage, Talar crossed his arms and silently watched Wo Kuotai in the cage.

To be wounded by a training cage is a shame for any veteran of the Astartes.

At this time, a black mechanical skull floating in the air flew into the training cabin.

That was a servo skull.

There were two red lights flashing in the hollow eye sockets of the skull, and a cold electronic sound came out:

"Master Talar, Lord Wo Kuotai, Master Quinto invites you to the laboratory."

Talar stopped the training cage and looked at Wo Kuotai, who was sweating profusely in the cage, he said,

  "Wo Kuotai, guess what, that kid's alive."

Wo Kuotai, who was still angry, suddenly raised his head and said in surprise: "The transformation was completed so soon?"

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