"First of all, we need to remove all the bones of the whole body and replace them with a tailor-made pure gold skeleton."

"The Adamantite bone is strong and heavy, and it needs to be driven by implanting reinforcing fibers, tendon coils, and electronic muscle bundles."

"The extra synaptic nerves allow the brain to have fine control over the body."

"Replacing red blood cells and the human immune system with controlled micro-nanobots confers strong adaptive and resilient capabilities."

"Remove the heart and replace it with a more powerful singularity reactor to power artificial organs throughout the body......"

……

"Finally, it's the quantum neural connections that integrate and manage all implants."

……

Unlike the oily guy who is keen to save all kinds of bizarre equipment and prosthetics on himself, Grey Wind's "integrated prosthetic transformation" on Listia is only a replacement and strengthening of the original body organs, and there is no additional extension and modification.

If the renovation style of the Mechanical Order is to tinker with a small building, and constantly add additional buildings to it, and finally build a towering building with strange shapes.

Then the integrated prosthetic transformation of the first stage of the prosthetic ascension is just laying a solid foundation that is unpretentious.

It is far from perfect, and it cannot cope with all circumstances. But it's strong enough, stable enough, and expandable enough, and what changes or add more prosthetics to get some additional abilities in the future depends on the needs of the job and personal preferences.

On the basis of a sufficiently stable game body, it is the player's freedom to play whatever mod he wants.

The process of transforming Listia was not bloody, and even the head of research could bring a few veteran Monks of Truth to observe the operation. Because at the beginning of the operation, all the blood in her body was replaced by nanobots, and after cutting the blood vessels, what flowed out was a micromechanical current that disguised itself as a red liquid.

The entire surgical process took about 6 months of Terra, and there was no postoperative recovery period, but it took time to get used to the powerful biological computing power brought by quantum neural connections and the speed of thinking and reaction that reached the physiological limit.

To the prosthetic transformers who have just completed a stage of ascension, it seems as if everyone else's words and actions are being slowed down.

During these six months, Russell had been following the news of the missing Confessional Flame Warband, and after the Inquisition's tireless investigation and the help provided by the Mechanical Order, they finally came to a conclusion that was basically nonsense for Russell:

Milak and their departure had a strong sense of purpose, as if they were tracking a target.

Russell really wants to give them a sentence to coincide with the fact that you have been investigating such a big battle for half a year, and you will find out some of this thing?

He was depressed when the door of the room was suddenly pushed open, and Gray Wind, dressed in a women's navy uniform, ran in in a hurry.

Although he was sitting on a single sofa, Grey Wind didn't mind squeezing with the marshal, and sat on Russell's lap.

"What's going on so happy?" Russell adjusted the position of his lower legs to make Gray Wind sit more comfortably, and asked, "Have you met the state priest who is propagating the imperialism again?" ”

"Met me! But that's not what I'm talking about. Grey Wind shook its head, and it put an index finger to its lips, as if thinking about something, and said, "The Inquisitor nicknamed the Blood Lion has traced the trail of Milak's departure, and they have discovered an uninhabited galaxy northeast of the Falla coordinate system, where there seems to have been a chase battle, and a considerable number of ship wrecks are floating in the deep sky. ”

"Among the wreckage was a destroyer that had been cut off by the waist - that was the ship that Mirak had left before he disappeared."

The ships are all wrecked?

And after 6 months, if nothing else, Milak and the 38 veterans of the Flame of Repentance he took away are afraid that they will be more than lucky. Russell couldn't help but be a little surprised, but at the same time, he could basically confirm one thing: the one who fought the fire of repentance in that galaxy was probably the fallen angel.

"The reason why it took almost half a year to find those wreckage is because the binary star system in that galaxy was artificially detonated decades ago, and the destructive flare caused by the explosion of the star has not faded, and the interior and its surroundings are still filled with a large amount of radiation dust and harmful rays, obscuring the chase - yes, the same galaxy that I detonated in the first place."

Grey Wind remembers that he was ordered by the Marshal to catalyze the explosion of the star in order to annihilate Colonia's Hive Fleet, but now it regrets that it should have allowed the fusion of the stars to brew for a longer time and accumulate more energy, so that no matter how hard the Hive Fleet tried, it would not be able to protect the Bug Queen from surviving...... Well, that's gas talk.

Grey Wind was surprised that he had such an irrational idea, and Russell was puzzled.

"Milak chased a fallen angel, how did he get there?" He didn't understand very well, even if the subgroup of the Dark Angel caught the fallen angel and caught the demon, but the fallen angel was at least a little sane, and he wouldn't panic and create a headlong into the Jedi where the Destruction Flare had just faded a little.

"Fallen angels? What is that? Grey Wind hadn't heard him say this, and was curious, "And why are you so concerned about Milak's disappearance?" ”

Obviously just a group of genetically modified warriors, Listia, who has just completed the first stage of prosthetic ascension, is stronger than them in terms of physical and physical fitness, but lacks training and combat experience. It considered Russell's interest in the matter to be a bit counterintuitive.

"The people from the Inquisition should be investigating there, huh...... Before waiting for their results, I will tell you a story for the first time in a long time, the story of the dark angels. Russell said softly.

"Uh-huh, you say." It's been a long time since I've heard a story from the marshal, and Grey Wind is very happy.

Russell smiled when he saw this, and he put his right hand on Gray Wind's shoulder, unexpectedly warm and soft: "I don't care about Milak and his good brothers, dozens of Astartes are not qualified to let me distract from other more important projects, what really piqued my interest is the Dark Angel Legion and the Fallen Angels." ”

"The Flame of Repentance Warband is a subgroup of the former Dark Angel Legion."

"As I told you before, the Human Emperor created 20 Astarte legions. During the Great Horus Rebellion, except for the 2nd and 11th legions, which disappeared, half of the remaining 18 legions chose to stand on the opposite side of the empire, either following the war commander Horus, or having other plans for themselves.

But actually...... The Dark Angel Legion, which is ostensibly loyal to the faction, has actually launched a rebellion in the Legion. ”

"When the Lion King Ryan led half of the Dark Angel's forces back to their home planet 'Caliban', the other half of the Dark Angels who stayed on their home planet broke out in conflict with them. In this battle, the lion king disappeared, the caliban was completely destroyed, and countless dark angel warriors were swept into the vortex of time and space, and were randomly thrown to various points in time in the future. ”

"The Dark Angels regard this rebellion, which was launched by half of the army, as the greatest shame and the most important secret of the Legion, and refer to the traitorous side of the civil war as the 'Fallen Angels'."

"In the following 10,000 years, although the Dark Angel Legion was split, the various sub-groups of the Dark Angel maintained a de facto connection with the mother group through a secret system known as the "Inner Ring". Calling themselves the 'Unforgivable', their main mission for 10,000 years has been to hunt down the fallen angels who were caught in the vortex of time and space and randomly appeared in various times and places, to ensure that the secrets of the Legion's rebellion are not known to outsiders, and to protect the name of the dark angels from being tarnished. ”

Gray Wind sighed~ and showed an expression that I understood as it was: "No wonder Milak only left with the veterans of the original war group, and he didn't greet anyone when he left." ”

It turned out that he was afraid that the scandal of the legion would be exposed.

Obviously, the fallen angels were not randomly thrown into the galaxy by the space-time vortex, otherwise they would most likely die on the spot.

"Then why did the fallen angel flee into the Flare of Destruction?" After figuring out the situation, Grey Wind had the same doubts as Russell: "In the report sent back by the Blood Lion, only one of the large wrecks was driven by Milak, and the others are unlicensed black ships that have not been registered in the Empire. ”

The ship of the Fallen Angels was several times larger than that of Milak, and the possibility that they were chased into the Flare System could almost be ruled out.

"I don't know." Russell was helpless.

He put his hand hanging on the gray wind leg and touched it, and then felt that the hand felt wrong, and put a little force down, and pinched it again, but the feeling was still not right.

So he asked, "Do you have anything on your mind?" Today's simulated thighs feel a lot harder than normal human women's, and I thought it was the gluteus maximus of a combat nun, so I was too absent-minded, right? ”

In Russell's impression, Grey Wind's human mimicry is rarely distorted, unless it is particularly emotional, or distracted by a task that requires a huge amount of computing power.

"No, no..."Gray Wind puffed up his chest to indicate that he was completely fine, and his legs wrapped in uniform trousers became soft again, no different from human fat:

"You touch it again, it's definitely soft now."

It's hard-mouthed, and it's the same on the hatching planet before...... No, it seemed to be a different picture at the time.

After thinking about it, Russell didn't think about it. He thought that even if the collective consciousness of a micro-machine like Gray Wind really wanted to hide something, it was unlikely that he would be able to guess it, so he simply chose to give up.

Pushing the gray wind off the couch that sat on top of him and refused to come down, Russell stood up, smoothed the folds on his collar, and walked out of the room quickly.

As soon as the door opened, he saw a pair of beautiful eyes that sparkled like diamonds in the sun, which were implanted with vision-enhancing lenses.

Listia, who had just completed the integrated prosthetic transformation, stood at the door, and the two of them looked at each other.

"When did you come?" Russell asked.

"Well, when you say, 'I don't know,'......" Listia immediately lowered her head.

Okay, at least figure out what is the reason why Gray Wind is suddenly so absent-minded that the mimicry is distorted, Russell holds his forehead with one hand, his eyes sweep, and he simply looks at Listia who is standing in front of him in a measured manner.

The original Listia was short and slender, always like to bend over, and a young girl looked like a lewd old man, after body transformation and a full set of prosthetic implantation, she did not become a cyberpunk machine girl painting style, but her body was more full and straight than the original, and her complexion also looked healthy and vibrant.

But Russell knew that with the reinforcement of tendon coils and electronic muscle bundles, she could directly crush the skull of a space marine.

"You've adapted to your new body a lot quicker than I expected, and you're already able to move around at will." Russell looked at it and nodded with satisfaction: "Say, what's the matter with me?" ”

As if she had been waiting for a long time, Listia immediately answered: "That's right, after me, more than a dozen colleagues have completed the integrated prosthetic transformation, and they are in the adaptation period, and they should be able to pass it soon." So I wanted to know in advance, what was the task that you originally intended to give us? ”

"Didn't the head of research tell you? …… Yes, he doesn't like you very much. Russell just remembered this, to be precise, the entire Truth Church didn't like her very much, and Listia's popularity was terrible.

After sorting through his scattered thoughts, Russell said, "I have successfully obtained a very delicate authority from the government of the Espernes Star District - the right to conscript. ”

"I can legally recruit troops from any of the funded planets in the Far Eastern Frontier at the rate of one per planet per year. Of course, the numbers don't matter, it's a pass. With this access, you will be free to travel in and out of the systems and hives in my name, and investigate hidden secrets that even the Inquisitors will find difficult to touch. ”

Russell smiled and pointed his right hand at Listia's left chest, where the Singularity Reactor was dormant, "You should already know what kind of power you have, and I'm sure you can do it." ”

Lystia nodded, "As you wish, leader." ”

Then, she asked, "Then our mission is to go to the major galaxies, disperse into the various nests or historical planets in the name of conscription, go deep into the lower nests, and collect all kinds of useful information for you to investigate?" ”

After completing the first stage of ascension, she still had some fear in her tone.

The bottom of the nest has always been a gathering place for cows, ghosts, snakes, and gods, and there is everything in it: cultists, psionics, criminals, gene stealers, and maybe even the remnants of the dark age of technology, and it's not surprising to occasionally encounter a living iron man......

Ordinary people would not dare to set foot in the lower nest area where the filth and dirt were hidden, and even if the Truth Monk had possessed extraordinary power through the prosthetic ascension, the survival rate in such a place would not be very good.

If you can survive half of the ten, you will be blessed by the star bullet.

"Peace of mind, scientists have to bring assistants when they go out for investigations."

Russell reassured: "Every Monk of Truth is a staunch follower of my ideas, and the lives of each of you are precious to me. Naturally, I won't let you risk it alone. ”

"At that time, there will be enough power to walk with you to ensure that the Brothers of Truth will be able to carry out their work safely, even in the lower levels of the most dangerous hives."

Listening to the leader's gentle advice, Listia felt a little weak.

(End of chapter)