"Marshal!"

As Adam leaned on the glass watching the operation, the two mutant crew members who had previously undergone the operation walked out of the next medical room.

After the operation, they were simply bandaged by the nurse.

The mutated appendage of one of them was amputated.

Another crew member with an extra mouth had to cut out a hole in the face and replace it with artificial bones and bionic skin.

The two men were much more fortunate in their match, and they were even able to come out and salute Adam after the surgery was bandaged.

Adam returned the salute and then continued to observe the operation.

The two crew members were also curious about what was happening in Sain, and stood by the window to watch.

"Throne."

"What happened to Captain Sain? Did he enter subspace? ”

"What do you say? Can this mutate like this if it doesn't enter subspace? ”

The operation gradually came to an end while the three of them watched.

When the doctors attached a prosthetic body to Sain's skull, Sain looked like a metal man.

This was not the end of the story, as the surface of Sain's metal body was printed with bionic skin, just like the Praetorian Guards.

"It's over." The doctor picked up a document and handed it to Sain on the hospital bed, "Sign your name, as for the bill, the Admiralty and the insurance company have already paid in advance, and you don't have to pay for the medical expenses of the whole process from surgical treatment to post-operative rehabilitation." ”

Sain sat up numbly and signed his name on the paper.

The latest medical prosthetic body can replace a person from the inside out with an original physiological structure, and it is better to use than the original physiological structure, and it does not even require recovery time to give Sain normal athletic ability.

The numbness at this time was completely mental.

After that, the doctors instructed Sain through an exercise test, checked a lot of physiological data, and finally let him out of the operating room.

Until standing outside the operating room, Sain was still very numb and in a trance.

He kept looking at his hands, at his body.

"Your wife is waiting for you on Tyrone One." Adam pushed his wheelchair over to Sain and motioned for him to sit down.

Sain didn't need a wheelchair, but he sat on it anyway because it made him feel like a natural person.

Natural persons will not be able to move immediately after the operation......

Adam pushed the wheelchair himself out of the operating room and the hospital, and as he walked, he said, "Remember to go and install a little steel cannon before you go home, so that your wife will feel a little better when she learns that you have a whole body prosthesis." ”

Sain didn't react to the joke, and continued to sit in a wheelchair in a trance and numbness.

In the past and present, Sain was and is a naturalist, he hated excessive prosthetic modifications, and even went so far as to make things bigger by organizing a group to go to the Prosthetic Company building to protest against the company's marketing advertisements for free prosthetic replacements for injured miners.

However, it is impossible to find a pure natural person who has not been transformed among all the nests in the empire, regardless of whether they are high or low, and even Sain has installed brain-computer interfaces and thinking aids before.

In any case, now everything except the brain has been changed, which makes it difficult for Sain to accept.

"What do you see in subspace?"

After exiting the hospital, the transport plane flew over and gradually landed, and on the way on, Adam asked Sain about his nightmarish past.

"I entered the subspace two days ago and stayed in it for a while...... "Sain began to talk about what he had experienced in the subspace.

It's been a few months since the Battle of Cadia, and Sain's statement of two days ago isn't accurate, but considering that there is no time in the subspace, it's really only two days for him.

In Adam's opinion, this was good, at least Sain subjectively did not suffer for months.

"I see Albert." Sain said suddenly.

"Albert? The leader who had been longing to see the sky, but in the end he died at the hands of the nest gene stealer? ”

"Yes. It's the regimental commander when I was still in the army, not only him, but many other dead people, I have seen or failed to meet......"

"Probably hallucination...... You've got to get some rest, man. ”

Hearing Adam say it was a hallucination, Sain suddenly became excited.

"Not a hallucination!"

"I was almost eaten by something in the subspace, and then they showed up and saved me, I hadn't mutated at that time, everything was normal, I definitely saw it!"

Adam was noncommittal, he just knew that subspace was a chaotic place, where anything could happen.

Sain also stopped defending and gradually calmed down.

The transport plane roared down and the hatch slowly opened.

Adam pushed Sain into the cabin.

As he got out of his wheelchair and sat in his seat in the cabin, Sain suddenly asked, "Do you think we Tyrones won't go to the throne when we die?" ”

"Aren't you a state religion?" Adam poured a glass of wine and handed it to Sain, "You told me before, you heard the priest say that all human beings return to the Golden Throne after death, and that their souls are protected by the Emperor forever. ”

"I used to believe it, but now I don't think so." Sain said contemplatively.

He saw the spirits of Albert and many other dead in the subspace, who were not in front of the Emperor's Golden Throne, but wandered in the subspace, threatened by the creatures of the subspace.

If it weren't for the spiritual power provided to them by the regular monthly memorial ceremonies held by the Tyrone people, perhaps they would not have been able to survive in the subspace now.

"Maybe the Emperor has abandoned us?" Sain said suddenly.

Adam thought it was possible, but he still comforted his old friend: "While we are talking, wars are breaking out everywhere in the galaxy, maybe there are too many dead, and we mortals are not Astarte, so we may have to wait in line to go to the Golden Throne." ”

Hearing this, Sain was silent for a long time, just nodded his head, and muttered: "I didn't think the memorial ceremony was necessary before......"

Every time he attended the memorial service, Sain could only feel sad that he could no longer see Albert, because he felt that everyone else had returned to the Golden Throne, and that it was a good thing that they had been freed from the hellish galaxy, so why should the living people in the real universe feel sad for them?

But this time back from subspace, Sain believes that not everyone will be able to return to the throne.

Perhaps the spiritual power of the living is the reason why the souls of the dead can survive in the subspace, otherwise they will be harassed or abused by the creatures of the subspace, and they will never be able to be freed.

"Maybe the Lord of Tyrone can protect their souls." Adam said.

"No, it won't." Sain shook his head.

Based on what he had learned about subspace, Sain knew that human beliefs and psychic powers could influence many things.

But the Lord of Tyrone is probably the same as the Soulless, otherwise the beliefs of nearly 100 billion people in the entire star region have converged on him in the past ten years, and in the subspace, it will not be only the orbital dock-like sphere that shelters Albert's soul.

Sorry brothers, the car back to the unit was late

Four chapters will be sent first, and there will be two more chapters in a while

(End of chapter)