In the Gene Clinic of Manufacturing in Heaven.

The faint breath of disinfectant and psychic stabilization device permeates the air, and the indicator lights in the surgical cabin go out one by one, indicating the complete end of the modification operation.

At this moment, all the sons of the Phase I Courtyard have completed the implantation of the Holy Forged Organ, and their bodies have transcended the scope of mortals and moved towards the realm of angelization.

All surgeries will be completed within one day.

Xia Xiu personally conducted the first nine modification operations to collect detailed data for the earliest batch of sons from the courtyard.

Their bone strength changes, cardiovascular adaptation, muscle strengthening, and increased pragmatic resistance - everything was fully recorded by Eden, generating a set of standard angelization templates that were accurate to the nanoscale.

With the support of this batch of data, the subsequent surgery process was greatly shortened, allowing the entire transformation process to end smoothly within one day.

Now, all of them have the ability to enter the [War Angel Status].

——The body of the war angel is the extraordinary form given by the sage forged organs.

When the children of the courtyard actively activate genetic seeds, their physiological functions will be pushed to their limits:

The second heart is overclocked, making their blood surge like flames; the bone tuner strengthens the bones, allowing them to withstand high G combat without being crushed; the master triggers muscles, allowing them to rush on the battlefield like war gods; the blood stamen strengthens the blood, allowing them to quickly recover their combat capabilities even if they are on the verge of death.

The first four holy castings have completed the cycle, and their body shapes will surge freely in the range of 2.7 to 3.5 meters.

They can freely choose to open their body when necessary, so that their bodies can enter the form of war, and they can also restore the conventional human body after the end of the war. If you want to maintain the form of war, it is actually OK, but in this way, the energy you need to intake in daily life will soar several times.

Of course, [the body of the war angel] is not necessarily reflected in the surge in the body, and the body of some special abilities tends to be etheric.

For example, the blanker Celeste Marion, her [war angel figure] aggravates her blank gene mutation, further expanding the quiet area around her, forming a part of the "vacuum zone" of the ether.

After the operation was completed, all the sons from the courtyard were sent to a special postoperative observation area one by one.

This task is left to the counselor Hope to be fully responsible. She needs to conduct adaptive testing, postoperative observation, and psychological counseling for each student who has completed the transformation.

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The lights in the medical cabin are bright and soft, and a clean halo is cast through the arc-shaped alloy walls. The air is filled with a faint smell of disinfectant. The low buzzing sound of medical machinery operation makes the whole room look particularly quiet.

However, the children of the courtyard in the room could not calm down—or rather, they were experiencing an unprecedented transformation, and their hearts were extremely complicated.

They are no longer ordinary humans.

A complete transformation, an evolution that cannot be turned back.

They have become angels.

Many people looked down at their hands, their fingers trembling slightly.

——Not because of fear, but because they can feel the flow in the blood becoming strong and stable, the vague sense of tenacity coming from their bones, and the deeper and more powerful breathing than before.

Someone quietly moved his wrist, and the touch of tendons sliding under the skin was extremely clear.

Some people close their eyes and listen to the whirl of their hearts alternately pulsating. It is an extremely reassuring rhythm, symbolizing that they are stronger, faster and more invincible than their past selves.

Some people clenched their fists gently in their seats.

Even with the slightest movement, they could feel the boiling power in their bodies.

That intoxicating and heart-wrenching sense of power makes people want to find a place to test it and see where your limit lies.

But they dared not act rashly - because at this moment, in the center of the room, the director of Hope was hanging his hands in his chest, floating in the air, his eyes swept sharply at them.

Hope to look around these sons of the courtyard who have just been transformed, with a little childish smile on his face.

She looked at them quietly for a while, her lips curled up slightly, and her tone was joking:

"Looking at your expressions, you all look like you have a great enlightenment."

The sons of the courtyard looked up and looked at the counselor who was only the size of a doll but had a great say in the upper floors of the courtyard.

She was wearing a delicate silk long skirt, floating slightly in the air, her soft purple hair sagging casually, and her purple eyes were jokingly radiant, like a bad woman ready to tease her students at any time.

"How is it?" She blinked, and the smile on the corner of her mouth became deeper, "What does it feel like to be an 'angel'?"

Araz Trinkas, the clerk of the courtyard, was a curly young man. After hearing the words of hope, he subconsciously clenched his fists and felt the extremely powerful force in his body.

"…I feel like I can resist the bomb gun."

He whispered, with a hint of excitement in his voice, but a little uneasiness.

However, as soon as this sentence was spoken, he realized something was wrong - hope that the purple eyes lit up instantly, and the smile at the corner of his mouth became even more strange.

"oh?"

Her tone rose, with a bit of crampedness.

The doll lady who had been hanging with a golden retriever for a long time also learned some kind of teasing evil taste in the other person without realizing it.

She raised her hand gently, and a twisted etheric fluctuation immediately appeared in the air.

After a while, a blaster gun condensed out of thin air. The gun body was pitch black, which was obviously a low-power version used by the courtyard students for training.

"Do you want to try it?"

Hope tilted his head strangely and smiled. The bulge gun slowly floated under her control of her mind, and the muzzle pointed at Alaz.

The curly-haired young man Alaz changed his face instantly and he waved his hand and retreated:

"Hey hey! I just said casually, don't you really want to be shot!"

Hope squinted his eyes and looked at him with a smile:

"Why? Didn't you just say that you can resist it?"

"I'm talking about feeling! I didn't say I'd really try it!" Araz's face turned slightly pale, "Director, everyone knows that you like to tease people the most. Can we change the test method?"

When the children of the courtyard around saw this scene, they were stunned for a moment, then couldn't help laughing, and some even cheered:

"As the clerk of the courtyard, you can try it! Anyway, you can handle it!"

"That's it! Otherwise, how do you prove that you have become stronger?"

Araz glared at these joking guys with a fierce look:

"You just watch the fun and don't bother with the big deal, right?"

Hope flew lightly to him, raised his small finger and pointed his forehead:

"Don't worry, I won't really shoot."

She chuckled, waved her hand and instantly dissipated into psychic dust, disappearing into the air.

"However, you really need to test your own transformation limits. After all, even an angel is not invincible."

Her voice suddenly became a little serious, with a stern face and a serious tone:

"Extraordinary power is a double-edged sword that can make you stronger, but it can also make you arrogant, out of control, and even depraved."

"——People who cannot control their power will eventually be swallowed by their power."

The relaxed look on Araz's face gradually subsided, and the other sons of the courtyard gradually calmed down.

They all know that the director’s “joking” is just an appearance, and the real core is actually to make them recognize their own strength and responsibilities.

"Tomorrow, you will go to a new place."

Hope retracted his hand, gently patted the hem of the skirt, and his voice returned to a brisk tone.

"There is the flagship of the First Fleet of the Courtyard, and your principal is waiting for you."

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The next day.

Morning light shines through the high sky of the earthly courtyard and falls on the deep space port of the Military Academy. Under this vast universe background, a giant creature quietly hangs on the orbital berth.

[Sword of Glory Heavy Cruiser].

The flagship of the First Fleet of the Earthly Courtyard, the war weapon given to the Courtyard by the Kingdom of Heaven.

The hull is pitch black all over, like a giant steel beast sleeping in the starry sky. The surface of the hull is engraved with deep and ancient runes, and they shine with a subtle light under the light.

The bow of the ship is towering, like a sharp blade that penetrates deep space. The sides of the ship are covered with dense artillery arrays, and the bridge area is like a Gothic fortress made of obsidian, exuding a suffocating majesty.

The sons of the courtyard stopped in the deep air port and looked up at the steel battle fortress, and were shocked.

This is the command center of the first deep war fleet in the courtyard and is the core of the reorganization of the entire courtyard fleet. All combat deployments in the future will be carried out around it.

And now, they stood in front of it, as the first soldiers to board the ship, they were about to come here to welcome their new mission.

The atmosphere in the dock area was extremely solemn. The huge bridge connection passage slowly unfolded. The black armored cabin opened a loud bang, revealing a boarding corridor leading to the ship inside. At the end of the corridor, a dark red warning light was flashing in a low voice.

Hope was suspended in the air, and his eyes were swept at the children of the courtyard.

"Very good, it looks like you're all ready."

Hope smiled with satisfaction, then she pointed to the bridge passage ahead and said softly:

"Get in, the principal is waiting for you inside."

The moment the sons of the courtyard stepped onto the boarding channel, a strange aura quietly enveloped them - it was an invisible oppression, a sense of existence that could not be described in words, just like a long-sleeping will slowly open its eyes and staring at every creature stepping into its body.
To be continued...