Warhammer: In the Name of Ashes.

Chapter 166 The Ominous Fall and the Unexpected Family
"Compared to this, I am more interested in the current time. And, how do you know my origin."

Although Calvin, who has recovered some basic physical fitness, is short in stature, this does not affect him floating in the genetic modulation cabin, looking down at the mortal things in front of him from a condescending perspective.

"Imperial calendar 005.M36, my lord... As for your origin."

Constantine took out a strange device that was irregularly squeezed together by large and small dashboards from his robe.

Then, under Calvin's gaze, Constantine pointed to all the pointers on the instruments that spontaneously pointed in Calvin's direction and said:
"I have been fortunate to have cooperated with some special groups of the Tribunal. The power of time and space on you is slowly increasing, it is unstoppable, and it is destined to bring you back to the era you should be in."

"Understood." Calvin said in a deep voice.

Now that the way back has been decided, he is no longer eager to get out of this unexpected era.

"So, are you interested in hearing my thoughts now?"

"Speaking……"

Regarding the concept of "eternal life in the cloud", Calvin had a preliminary understanding under the explanation of Father Constantine.

This is not a new concept.

In other words, this is actually an inevitable product of human nature.

This universe has never lacked amazing and talented people. The so-called heaven and earth work together, and heroes are not free.

Heroes who have accomplished many epic feats will always try to grasp the last moment and refuse to let go when they grow old. This is one of the reasons why many tragedies of brave men turning into dragons happen.

Compared with these people's various clumsy means of extending life, the cultivators of Mechanicus naturally have unparalleled technical advantages.

They always began to look for the next shelter for their souls before their frail bodies decayed.

So the question naturally arises, where can they go?

Where can they put their cold, programmed souls for a long time and safely?
Unsurprisingly, the answer is the steel and machinery they are familiar with.This is in line with their beliefs, and it is also the same as their philosophy.

Considering the "Scarlet Protocol"'s shackles on artificial intelligence, people on Mars have long been dissatisfied with those machine souls that have been artificially weakened and only have instincts like beasts.

This time, they finally got what they wanted.In a sense, they finally managed to bypass the constraints of the Scarlet Protocol.

But the price is themselves, being permanently placed in those metal shrines.

Isn't this the ultimate destination they have been pursuing?
Abandoning the doomed corruption of mortal flesh under the witness of the Almighty Ohm Messiah.

Isn't it a sacred and glorious thing to be united with the god of all chances under the pious belief in it?

Flesh is weak, machinery soars.

The same thing always happens in different universes, and there is a reason behind it.

This is the choice of human nature, and it is also the instinctive pursuit of eternity by all things.

But is the problem solved like this?It's not that simple, is it?

Among other things, Calvin's understanding alone is not the case.

At least in his information channels, no one who has served as the Lord of Mars and the highest ruler of the Mechanicus--General Mars Casting has been able to break through the limit of mortal souls.

The highest rulers of Mars are still the same, they disappear for various reasons within the limit of mortal things, and then they have to be replaced by others.

Either they die from the slow loss of core data in the transmission of information, and finally irreversible loss of personality;
Either die from the erroneous data accumulated in the logic engine, and finally lose the madness after losing reason.

Even if the ending of the highest person of Mechanicus is so tragic, can other people be spared?how is this possible……

And what Constantine is looking for is also a solution to these problems - cloud storage.

This is the result of Constantine's long-term thinking:
Decentralized, distributed data storage, strict data comparison coding and non-replicable independent event numbers.

To put it simply, the consciousness originally transmitted by a single body is artificially manufactured into a matrix, and distributed and uploaded to different devices in a planned way.

Then maintain my sobriety in the organized and planned data comparison and error correction between each other.

This set of theories made Constantine's unique soul transfer possible in a purely technical sense.

It also solved the problem of data error and loss of the pioneers on this road.

On the basis of fulfilling the basic needs of soul existence, it leaves as much backhand as possible for self-preservation.

Eternal life in the cloud looks so perfect, at least with Calvin's knowledge reserve, he can't see the technical loopholes in it.

But the details on the soul side are not necessarily. This is the knowledge blind spot of the mechanical sages, but it happens to belong to Calvin's specialized field.

Whether it is his identity as a gray knight or the particularity of his own soul, he has enough say in the soul.

but he chose to remain silent
The discussion about "cloud immortality" ends here for the time being.

From the perspective of future generations, the Constantine in front of him should have successfully continued his life.

But it's still the same old question, how much of the person in front of him is still unknown in that Constantine.

In three days, Calvin's physical parameters stabilized.

During this period, Calvin also learned about the situation behind the many secrets of the Ominous Order today through Constantine's narration.

This is an organization so powerful that it makes him tremble, because Calvin himself has personally experienced how powerful a warrior titan can be on the battlefield.

Just a psychic titan who was seriously injured and dying could destroy a Chaos Legion-level demon with the few remaining weapons.

As for such Titans, there are 25 of them on the surface of the Order of Ominous Omens.

But this is another organization that almost exists in name only, for reasons eerily similar to Calvin's organization, the Gray Knights:

Behind their destructive power, there are even more outrageous personnel selection standards than the Gray Knights.

A mere 25 sets of members: three sub-supervisors including one senior supervisor, nine buffer operators, and 9 psykers attached.

Even with the addition of reserve personnel, the core combat establishment of less than 650 people at its peak has reached its limit and it is difficult to continue to expand.

You must know that this is the end of the peak of the empire's national power while the emperor himself is still alive.

Afterwards, Calvin became more familiar with the script. The Ominous Order, like the fire brigade, was active in various battlefields in the Sun Starfield after the entire rebellion and until the apostasy era.

until their personnel can no longer sustain basic operations.

When the last Titan pilot also aged with time, the main body of the Order of Omens was completely silent.

All their core members disappeared, and the remaining mechanical priests who were attached to the troops and the mechanical soldiers and electric monks guarded by the Titans wandered in the corridors of Terra's underground base like ghosts...

"So, you are the only ones in the current base?"

After quietly listening to Constantine's narration, Calvin asked after thinking for a while.

"Yes..." Constantine also broke away from his own memories.

"What kind of personnel standards can meet your requirements?"

"Untouchables, male, before adulthood."

"It's hard, but shouldn't it be nothing at all?" Calvin asked in surprise.

"The requirements for a high-level executive, that is, the main driver are too high. Only a delta-level untouchable can meet the requirements. Moreover, he must have great perseverance to withstand the endless torture of psykers; he must also be rich. Wisdom is the only way to understand the sacred binary language of the ancient machine soul..."

"Deep sea?" Calvin understood.

In terms of the positive and negative numerical scale of psionic power, the delta-level untouchables correspond exactly to the alpha-level psykers.

Known as the deep sea, they are as rare as alpha-level psykers, if not rarer.

After all, the former can occasionally find wild alpha-level psykers from the empire's territory, while the latter can only appear if the family of the untouchables reproduces.

When the emperor is still alive, he can still find ways to select and transfer;
But today, after the High Lords Council took power and drove the Silent Nun and the Untouchables family out of Terra, there is really no chance at all.

Calvin suddenly realized that the predicament of Ms. Heichuan and Ka Xin was not accidental.

The target of those in power who want to come to the high lord council is not just the silent nun from the beginning.

Purely based on the result, then as long as the power is not within their control, it should be on the list of their internal processing...

"It's really not enough success, more than failure..."

Calvin, who was speechless, looked at Constantine and asked after thinking for a while:

"So, is there no other way to activate these titans other than the Untouchables?"

"No. Except for the untouchable, no one can maintain their soul in the perception storm of the psyker. This is common sense." Constantine said affirmatively.

"Well... What if I say, I once activated one of them?"

"Huh? Wait a minute, my language module may need a self-test..."

Now it was Konstantin's turn to be shocked.

He didn't even think about the feasibility of what Calvin said, but immediately thought that there was something wrong with his language receiving device.

"Okay, what did you say just now? Please say it again."

"I said that I once activated and drove a warrior-level psionic titan named the Declaration of Truth to fight against Chaos in the Storm Star Field."

"God of Myriad Opportunities! You... how did you do it?"

Constantine's brain froze:

The Psionic Titan's operating rules and basic operating conditions were beating wildly in his brainstem and auxiliary thinking devices.

The corresponding is the final conclusion formed by Calvin's words in his eyes.

Impossible conclusions one by one are like a red tide of data, surging in his eyes, and then crashing into Calvin's green conclusion.

"It's impossible!"

Constantine looked up into Calvin's eyes, and Calvin confirmed it with a look of affirmation.

"Praise the Almighty Ohm Messiah! Please tell me the situation at that time!"

Visible steam rose from Konstantin's back, and it was clear that the heat sink had been stretched to the limit of its performance in order to calm his peak emotions.

Looking at the emotional Constantine in front of him, Calvin thought about where to start, and then said:
"It starts with a person who came to you, um, the envoy of the Forbidden Army..."

Three days passed in a flash, and Calvin's body was completely stable.

After a long night with Konstantin, both have new plans for their future.

The former has enough understanding of the Omen Order, so that he has a feasible plan for how to maintain the "Declaration of Truth" Titan after his return;

The latter rushed to Terra's base under Calvin's order.

At this time, Constantine found his mission again.He couldn't wait to go to his base, hoping to find the information of the driver named Alfonso in the database.

Inside the tower, the former emptiness was restored again.

After watching Constantine's spaceship leave, Calvin packed his luggage and pushed open the gate of the tower alone, walking towards the way he came.

Lady Winter has a haughty and ruthless personality.

Her reservedness and stubbornness are vividly displayed in the bitter cold wind and heavy snow like goose feathers.

There is nothing else on the open space in front of the tower in the white snow, only the thin figure remains the same, kneeling stiffly in the cold wind of the plateau.

This was the first picture Calvin saw after opening the door of the tower, and it was also a precious memory he will never forget.

Yes, it was still the woman named Mu.

She used her tenacity and flexibility to silently fight against the goddess of winter in the long, timeless wait.

And all she asked for was just a little affection.

Calvin was stunned. For the first time since he regained consciousness and left the small world called Seul, he felt human again.

This is not the first time he has seen human beings driven by "attachment" in this world, but it is indeed the first time he has obtained something called "love" in this world.

With trembling hands, he walked towards the silver-covered sculpture, and gently reached her nostrils to confirm whether the life of this stubborn woman was still in the world.

Fortunately, she is still there.

Feeling Calvin's footsteps, her consciousness awoke from the gap between coma and deep sleep.

Looking at the strange yet familiar young man in front of him, Mu smiled with difficulty.

No surprises, no surprises.

With the tolerance unique to nomadic women, she accepted all the abnormalities in Calvin.

With Calvin's support, she stood up with difficulty, and regardless of the snow and ice on her body, she stretched out her hand to gently stroke the snowflakes on Calvin's head and said to him:
"********" (Come on, kid. Come home with me.)
In this way, Calvin had his own family in this world, and in this tribe located on the Pangulis Mountains, the woman named Mu finally had her own child.

This was a rare and easy time in Calvin's eyes. Under Mu's care, or in Calvin's company, this small family of only two lived a simple and warm life.

Manpower in the tribal age was a resource in itself.

The survival culture of nomads is based on their living environment.Under the harsh natural environment, every dingkou that can participate in hunting is precious, and even directly determines the survival of the tribe.

Under the cultural background where it is commonplace for wives and daughters to treat guests, Mu's family has one more person and it seems not so abnormal.

The addition of an adult male is only good for the tribe, not bad, so the people of the tribe can only welcome Calvin.

There is no expected vigilance and scrutiny, and there are no bullying and face-slapping links in the plot of the novel.

In this way, Calvin blended into their lives, like the moon in the sky every night, clear and bright but unobtrusive.

This is the background of the age of agriculture and animal husbandry, the compromise of low productivity and the privilege of men only.

The tribe is open to every male and welcomes them to join.

If they are willing to leave blood for the tribe and give birth to a man and a half woman, it will be a good thing to celebrate.

This can be seen from the girls who began to appear frequently next to Calvin's tent.

And this is also Calvin's new distress.

　Two in one, updated.

　　These may be the two most difficult chapters I have written. After nearly [-] words have been revised, it is finally settled.

　　Maybe the effect is still not ideal, but the ability is limited, so be it.

　　And: ask for votes.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)