Miss Witch doesn't want to be a diva

The blue crystal gradually dimmed, and the girl woke up from a dream more than two thousand years ago.

Holding her somewhat tired and dizzy forehead, Tilan leaned against the bedside to recover for a while, and then looked at the remaining three crystals.

Unexpectedly, before becoming the Dark Sun, Emorengqin was just a graduate student apprentice. It seems that the other Dark Suns are the old professor Helang and the junior sister Sailian.

Because she really wanted to know the origin of the current Silver Wings, even though she was a little sleepy, Tilan still cheered up, took out the silver crystal, and immersed herself in it.

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The black world, everything is quiet.

A slight sound sounded in the darkness, and then the outline of a door appeared, and then opened.

The figure who walked in turned on the light, saw himself sitting in the living room, leaned down, and touched his head.

"Why doesn't Sailian turn on the light? Aren't you afraid to sit here alone?" She couldn't see the other person's face clearly, and probably the owner of this memory couldn't think of it.

In a daze, Tilan felt as if she stood up and said something, feeling a little excited and happy. Then she began to follow the man, wandering around the room, followed into the kitchen and living room, and finally sat at the table to eat dinner.

After finishing all this, she returned to the bedroom contentedly, gradually fell asleep, and fell asleep.

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When she woke up again, the house was a little cold, and she seemed to be much taller. At least she could sit easily on the chair at the dining table and look at the empty seat opposite.

After eating alone, she wandered in the empty house, went in and out of the empty rooms, and finally sat in the study, holding a book with curled edges and opening it.

Time passed by suddenly, and when she looked up again, she had come to a completely unfamiliar place.

Sitting by the window of the shuttle, she carefully looked at the outside world. This was a planet with a very cold color. The earth was covered with boring and monotonous silver-white rock soil. The shuttle landed carefully in a crater, and then the floor gradually lowered, sending the shuttle into the base deep underground.

The slight shaking made her involuntarily grasp the armrest and the back of the chair in front of her. At this time, a strong arm hugged her arm, and she calmed down instantly.

"It's okay, it will be over in a while, Celine." The other party said so, and the voice was familiar, which made her put down her tension and anxiety.

Then the shuttle stopped steadily, and following this figure, she walked through a long tunnel and various complicated turns and corridors, and then met the old man in the office.

"Celine will be my student in the future." The other party said so, and then the world gradually darkened.

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The study and research life for several years was very stable, at least in Celine's opinion. She was like a hardworking and clumsy little bee, traveling between the laboratory and the residence. Although she had no relatives here, she could see many colleagues who were friendly to her, and occasionally some older sisters would give her delicious snacks and candies.

Feeling the throbbing and fulfilling emotions in her heart, the girl pushed open the door of the laboratory and walked into the room full of sophisticated equipment and cold light. She walked through the antechamber where there were two people and went straight to the depths of the laboratory. The security here was tight. In the empty hall, there were culture tanks standing up, in which human-like figures were floating, and below them were different codes.

"If we also want to use the power of the dark sun, then we will inevitably have to create a suitable race as the cornerstone to bear all this." This was the slogan proposed by Teacher Helang at the meeting.

"Sailin, as my student, you have to start writing your first graduation thesis. Since our research group is about the Throne of God Project, your task is to design a new race that can bear the dark sun."

"Of course, this topic is extremely difficult for you, and it is inevitable to encounter many problems for the first time, so as long as the race you design can meet 60% of the standard requirements, you will graduate."

"If you don't understand something, you can ask your senior brother. He is not only good at gene editing surgery, but also a powerful AI technology expert."

"Brother Qinlun? I see, thank you teacher." The girl's heart was filled with expectations. The scene seemed to be particularly impressive and she remembered it firmly.

A few months later, a cold young man wearing glasses leaned against the table, flipping through the materials in his hands, then looked up and pushed his glasses.

"Is this thesis report you submitted?"

"...Yes..." Sailian answered a little uneasy and nervous. In her mind, this senior brother has always been quite majestic and a powerful genius, a person she can't catch up with.

"Nothing, I'm not criticizing you." Seeing that Celine was uneasy, the other party sighed and put down the information, but this answer made Celine even more uneasy, because she knew that when the senior brother was really satisfied, he would not speak like this, but simply nodded and answered with a "hmm", and that was it.

"...Is there anything wrong?" She mustered up the courage to ask.

After asking, the young man opposite did not answer immediately, but looked at the recording board, his fingers silently tapping the table.

"There are some problems that need to be improved." Sure enough, he began to talk about the shortcomings.

"You designed and edited it based on the standard template given to you by the teacher, and then added some insect elements." As students of Helang, they all mastered some knowledge related to entomology to a greater or lesser extent.

"Pheromone exchange, collective behavior patterns, and some reproduction methods on insects are very convenient for building new races. Teachers often use them, and you and I have been more or less influenced."

"I see that when you designed this race, you also boldly adopted the genes and some elements of silkworms, and even added convenient features to it, such as self-cleaning scales, which improves its resistance to diseases and plagues." The other party analyzed the data of Sai Lian's paper.

Hearing the other party talk about the highlights of her design, the girl was inevitably happy in her heart, but soon Qin Lun's words turned to the shortcomings behind.

"Growing antennae can exchange each other's ideas and concepts through touch, so as to achieve the effect of unifying the thoughts of the internal ethnic group." At this point, Qin Lun's voice stopped.

"Sai Lian, the beautiful scene you imagine should be these little guys gathering together, living a carefree life, communicating with each other with light antennae, and then everyone understands each other, right." At this point, Qin Lun's emotions were a little complicated.

"Yes, yes." Sai Lian didn't know what was wrong, so she could only answer carefully.

"I know it's not your fault, but this idea is unrealistic." Qin Lun put down the recording board.

"First of all, you have to understand that we created new races to fight against the dark suns of the cholera star sea, not to raise small animals to create a vision of a better life for them. They are our tools for fighting and winning, just like the guns we use, the planes we drive, the knives and rulers in our hands today."

"Even if it is to unify the internal thoughts, we should not use such primitive tentacles to communicate information. You should learn more about the realization of some spiritual and supernatural abilities, which is more efficient."

"In the future, we need to produce and create tens of millions of new races like an assembly line. If such a large group still uses such primitive emotional information to communicate, it will be too slow and inefficient, and it will not be possible to highly integrate thoughts and purify their spiritual resonance."

"Mutual perception and communication in the mind and spirit is the way out. This is the current mainstream practice. This must be changed later."

"I know." Sai Lian nodded and silently noted this.

"Also, why do we have to add production factors to these little guys, such as this 'their hair is a special high-quality single fiber that can be used to make cloth and clothes'."

"If it is to increase combat effectiveness and survivability, it is understandable to add some factors, but producing fiber cloth is a typical design trap. For some insignificant function, blindly increasing production costs and occupying design energy."

"We don't need additional and large amounts of cloth fibers, nor do we live an idyllic life. Such abilities may be suitable for appearing in fairy tales, but not in the papers of the Mechanical Council."

"I..." Celine lowered her head.

Perhaps realizing that what she said just now was a bit too cold, Qin Lun's tone softened afterwards.

"The last point of 100% obedience is a good highlight."

"I have to say that this is a very bold and unprecedented design concept. It completely eliminates their resistance and will not use violent resistance. Such a design will certainly make them weak, but as a tool race, it is also surprisingly useful, allowing them to obey orders very quickly and without hindrance, and to be mentally unified."

"Now the biggest factor restricting the Black Sun is the spiritual impurities of its followers. When this noise reaches a certain level, it will interfere with and shake their own status. Once it reaches a certain critical point, there will be confusion of consciousness, conflict with each other, and finally collapse and disintegrate."

"Your design seems to be a good idea to solve this problem." Hearing this, Sai Lian regained some confidence.

"It will definitely not be perfect the first time, so just improve it based on this foundation. It should not be a problem as a graduation thesis. When you have mastered it more proficiently and have sufficient knowledge in the future, you can design your real work."

"Thank you, Brother Qinlun." Sai Lian bowed her head happily in thanks.

"By the way, I see you left a blank here. Haven't you decided how to name them yet?" Qin Lun flipped it open and pointed to a place on the record board.

"Yes, I was still hesitating before and hadn't decided yet, but now I'm sure."

"Let's call them 'silkworm moth species'."

The voice gradually faded away, and everything slowly dimmed.

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Two months later, with a nervous and excited mood, Celine walked up to the podium and began to introduce her graduation project and design ideas to the professors and scholars below.

The long narration made her go from nervousness at the beginning to slowly calm down later. Finally, she walked off the stage, silently holding the record board in front of her, waiting for the evaluation results of the professors.

"Clear thinking, 8 points."

"The design concept has highlights, 8 points."

"Too fragile, the combat effectiveness is not up to standard, 3 points."

"The resonance potential is very good, give it 8.5 points."

"The overall coordination is OK, 7 points."

"The average score is 6.9."

The passing line is 6.5, and Celine's graduation project barely passed.

After hearing the result, Celine breathed a sigh of relief, but soon became a little depressed because compared to the high scores of her fellow students, she was indeed lagging behind.

At night, at the celebration banquet, Celine sat blankly at the table, surrounded by several students and researchers who were also under Professor Helang. They bought cakes and delicious meals to celebrate Celine's successful graduation.

At that time, everyone said a lot of things, but unfortunately she couldn't remember them clearly. She was just immersed in a somewhat depressed and ashamed mood. After all, there were many senior and powerful professors and scholars at the graduation defense site. Her performance at that time must have embarrassed the teacher.

"Don't be sad, little Celine." A hand touched her hair randomly, messing it up, which forced Celine to raise her head and tidy it up quickly.

At this time, she also saw the person in front of her who was talking, and blurted out the other party's name "Sister Cui Lan."

"Oh, you still remember me, I thought you forgot." The other party wore a wide hat brim and a streamlined long skirt. The straight and smooth black long hair was like a precise cut, without any flaws or debris draped on the shoulders.

Cui Lan, also an entomologist, is ten years older than Celine. She is now an associate professor. It is said that she and Professor Helang are from the same scientific research faction, similar to the relationship between senior and junior brothers and sisters, but the two were not familiar with each other in the past. It was only now that they were assigned to this institute that their exchanges gradually became close.

Occasionally, because of problems in the subject and research, she would come to Professor Helang's laboratory to discuss with him. After many times, the apprentices and researchers here gradually got to know each other.

This tall woman with purple eyes has a generous and unique personality. There is also a butterfly tattoo carved by herself on the back of her hand, which is full of alien and mysterious atmosphere.

"Here, this is your graduation gift." Cui Lan put a beautifully wrapped gift box in Celine's hand.

"You can open it now. Inside is the butterfly specimen I carefully prepared. It is very beautiful~" Cui Lan is best at butterflies and likes them the most. She has also published many papers related to butterflies and is called a "butterfly scholar" by familiar people.

Opening the gift box in her hand, Celine carefully opened the lid. Ten precious butterfly specimens were decorated with a transparent new crystal box. They are of different shapes, and the gorgeous wings reflecting the light seem to be trembling gently, which is amazing.

"Wow, so beautiful~"

"The wings of the butterfly seem to refract with different light."

"Just like in fairy tales."

Various voices of praise were heard, and then Cui Lan stood behind Celine, holding her head and soothing her softly, allowing the graduation party to proceed smoothly.

The dim candlelight lit up, still warm in memory, this is a rare warm memory of Celine after she became an adult, without tension and pressure, humming happily, and spending this unforgettable night with everyone.

Yes, I also want to create a race that is beautiful and kind like a fairy tale.

That night, Celine swore so secretly before falling asleep.