After experiencing the initial joy, Bahram immediately calmed down, and the inspection was not really over yet.
He forced himself to shift his attention and stared straight at the wonder-like equipment on the angel.
This kind of cutting-edge technology is a scarce resource in the lower levels of the hive city. Most of the time, the machinery they can find is very old, made of recycled materials in the radiation-filled city, and has been transformed and refurbished countless times.
.
He had never seen such an elegant and magical machine.
Then the pharmacist opened Louis' shirt, checked the scars on his chest, then checked the scars on his arms, and then took him to the cubicle to peel him off.
"The skin integrity is 99.2%, there is a small amount of heavy metal precipitation in the body, and the bones are well developed."
The pharmacist was chanting while walking around Bahram, while a half-human, half-mechanical monster beside him made a ticking sound at the same time.
There was a portable writing table hanging on the monster's chest, and on the table was a long roll of parchment that was being written on.
"May I have your name?"
"My name is Bahram Tate, my lord."
As soon as he finished speaking, he was a little surprised by the softness of his voice, so he stood up straighter and repeated it in a louder voice.
"My name is Bahram Tate, your lord!"
"You seem scared, Bahram."
"I am very scared, sir."
"And he's also very honest, which is a good quality."
The pharmacist's tone was very kind, his armor was humming, and the sword on his waist could chop Bahram into a pile of minced meat with just one blow.
"In that case, why didn't you leave and go back to your family?"
The pastor on the side suddenly asked.
"Because fear is just some kind of phantom pain in the soul after all."
Bahram summoned up all his courage and said.
"I have been scared many times before, but they are just emotions that need to be ignored and overcome."
"Why are you here? Do you want to fight and win glory? Or do you want to gain eternal life?"
"No, sir, I think... no one can truly live forever, not even angels. I want to serve the God Emperor, realize my own value, and serve all mankind."
Yazdan looked at him with admiration and nodded.
"Okay, kid, put on your clothes and stand over there."
The pharmacist turned to the servant beside him and said:
"Take him to the first group."
Soon, they took him to the edge and sat with a group of unknown boys.
After some time, Hao Mo was also brought over, and he showed a big smile when he saw Bahram.
The bald burly man later sat with them. It was only then that Bahram knew that this 1.8-meter-tall man named Kerisa was really only fourteen years old.
It was too fantastical to think about. The guy looked not much younger than his father.
However, he was very excited about being selected, and his attitude towards Bahram also softened a lot, and told him that he was the child of a gang leader, but he did not want to live like a beast in the mud pits and piles of corpses like his ancestors.
Fight.
He longed for a new life, so he came here.
After accepting a new partner, Bahram felt relieved. He noticed that their group was smaller than other groups.
He anxiously wondered whether this was a good thing or a bad thing...
Time passed little by little, and the angels did not provide them with food or water. They had to rely on what they had to persevere.
While waiting, an episode occurred. A boy in their team fainted due to heatstroke and hunger, and he was immediately dragged out of the team.
This situation made the boys panic, and they all cheered up to make themselves look less weak. Bahram chose to generously share his food with others.
Finally, the last boy was brought to the middle group.
"The primary election has ended, prepare to accept the results of the first elimination!"
The pharmacist stood on the high platform and pointed to the group on the far left.
"Group three, your bodies and our gifts are mutually exclusive. No matter what your qualities are, you are not fit to serve the Emperor, and you will always be so! So, leave here and return to your families,
There’s no need to feel ashamed, but don’t come back for selection again.”
With a long and low sigh, the robed servants led the boys away from the square.
Then, the pharmacist turned his attention to the group in the middle.
"The second group, your potential is not enough to join our order, but you are enough to serve as a servant. You are all outstanding children and have the potential to become leaders in the mortal world. You must make a choice! Either join us
, or return home, if you choose to serve us, most of you will become part of the Mortal Auxiliary Army, and may gain higher status."
As if they had been sentenced to death, many boys showed expressions of pain and loss, and some sobbed softly.
Bahram saw the same more than twenty hive boys, only three of them and the other melancholy guy.
"You don't need to feel sad. Only a very small number of people are destined to become angels, but it is also a great honor to become a mortal auxiliary."
The second group stood up and faced the choice between the starry sky and the earth. Most people chose the starry sky.
These people were also taken away from the square.
In the end, only the first group with the smallest number of people was left, with a total of five hundred people.
Although he looked calm, Bahram's heart was actually about to jump out of his chest.
He knew what would happen next, but he couldn't believe it unless the angel himself said these words.
"In the first group, your potential and physique meet the requirements for transformation, and you will undergo further testing in three days! So, congratulations to you, you have been successfully selected as potential recruits. From this moment on, you are all Astral Knights.
A recruit to the Chapter!"
As soon as the words fell, everyone looked happy, but they did not dare to speak or cheer, but the cheerful atmosphere still spread among the boys.
Haoma nodded towards the pharmacist, as if the other person was a sage.
There was a satisfied smile on Carissa's big face.
The dark clouds on the gloomy boy's face finally dissipated. Although he only smiled slightly, his violently shaking arms could even be felt by people nearby.
Only Bahram remained expressionless.
But in fact, his heart was beating violently.
He was full of fantasies about what would happen in the future.