Miss Witch doesn't want to be a diva!.

Chapter 695: The Girl Praying in the Candlelight
The blue crystal gradually dimmed, and the girl woke up from a dream that happened more than two thousand years ago.

Holding her forehead which felt a little tired and dizzy, Tilan leaned against the head of the bed to recover for a while, then looked at the remaining three crystals.

Unexpectedly, before becoming the Dark Sun, Emorenthen 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 Silver Winged Species, 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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Black world, everything is quiet.

Ding, a slight sound rang out 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 Celine turn on the light? Aren't you scared sitting here alone?" She couldn't see the other person's face clearly, and perhaps the owner of this memory couldn't remember it either.

In a daze, Tilan felt that she seemed to stand up and say something, feeling a little happy in her heart. Then she began to follow the man, walking around the room, into the kitchen and living room, and finally sat at the table to eat dinner.

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

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When I woke up again, the house felt a little cold and I seemed to have grown a lot taller. At least I could sit comfortably on the chair at the dining table and look straight at the empty seat opposite.

After finishing the meal alone, I wandered around the empty house, going in and out of the empty rooms, and finally sat in the study, holding a book with curled edges and reading it.

Time passed by in a flash, and when she looked up again, she had arrived in a completely unfamiliar place.

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

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

"It's okay, it will be over in a moment, Celine." The other person said this, and the voice sounded familiar, which made her let go of her nervousness and anxiety.

Then the shuttle stopped and she followed the figure, walking through a long tunnel and various complicated transfers and corridors, and then she met the old man in the office.

"From now on, Celine will be my student." The other party said this, and then the world gradually darkened.

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The study and research life over the past few years was very stable, at least that was what Celine thought. She was like a hardworking and clumsy little bee, traveling between the laboratory and her 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. Passing through the antechamber where there were two people, she went straight to the depths of the laboratory, where security was tight. In the empty hall, culture tanks were standing, with figures similar to humans floating in them, and below them were different codes.

"If we also want to utilize the power of the dark sun, we will inevitably have to create a suitable race as the cornerstone to take on all of this." This was the slogan put forward by Teacher Helang at the meeting.

"Selene, as my student, you will also 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 that you will 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. He is not only good at gene editing surgery, but also a great AI technology expert."

"Brother Qinlun? I understand. Thank you, teacher." The girl's heart was filled with anticipation. This 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 documents in his hands, then looked up and pushed his glasses.

“Is this the paper report you submitted?”

"...Yes..." Celine answered a little uneasily and nervously. In her mind, this senior brother has always been quite majestic and a great genius, a person she can never catch up with.

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

"…Is…is there something wrong?" she mustered up the courage to ask.

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

"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 your teacher gave you, and then added some insect elements." As students of Helang, they all had more or less mastered some knowledge related to entomology.

"The exchange of pheromones, collective behavior patterns, and some reproduction methods of insects are very convenient for building new species. Teacher uses them frequently, and you and I have been influenced to some extent."

"I see that when you designed this race, you also boldly adopted the genes and some elements of silkworm moths. You even thoughtfully added convenient features for it, such as self-cleaning scales and powder, which increases its resistance to diseases and plagues." The other party analyzed Celine's thesis data.

Hearing the other party talking about the highlights of her design, the girl couldn't help but feel happy, but Qin Lun soon turned his conversation to the shortcomings at the back.

"Growing tentacles can allow us to exchange each other's thoughts and ideas through touch, thus achieving the effect of unifying the thoughts within the ethnic group." Having said this, Qin Lun's voice stopped.

"Celen, the beautiful scene you imagine should be that these little guys get together, live a carefree life, communicate their feelings with each other with their light tentacles, and then everyone understands each other, right?" When he said this, Qin Lun's emotions were a little complicated.

"Yes." Celine didn't know what she did wrong, so she could only answer carefully.

"I know it's not your fault, but it's unrealistic to think this way." Qin Lun put down the clipboard.

"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 animals to create 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 we hold in our hands."

"Even if you want to unify your thoughts internally, you shouldn't use such primitive contact to exchange information. You should learn more about the realization of spiritual and mental supernatural abilities. That will be more efficient."

"In the future, we will need to create tens of millions or even hundreds of millions of new species like an assembly line. If such a large group of people still communicate using such primitive emotional information, it will be too slow and inefficient. We will not be able to highly integrate their thoughts and purify their spiritual resonance."

"The way out is to perceive and communicate with each other in the mind and spirit. This is the mainstream approach at present, and this must be changed in the future."

"I see." Celine nodded and silently noted this. "Also, why do we have to add production factors to these little guys? For example, this sentence 'Their hair is a special high-quality single fiber that can be used to make cloth and clothes'."

"If the purpose is to increase combat effectiveness and survivability, it is understandable to add some additional elements, but the production of fiber fabrics is a typical design trap. For an insignificant function, the production cost is blindly increased and the design energy is occupied."

"We don't need extra 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 his words just now were a bit too harsh, Qin Lun's tone softened afterwards.

"That last bit of 100% obedience is a nice highlight."

"I have to say this is a very bold and unprecedented design concept. It completely eliminates their resistance and prevents them from using violence. This design certainly makes them weak, but as a tool race, it is surprisingly useful, allowing them to obey orders very quickly and without hindrance, and to be mentally unified."

"The biggest factor restricting the Dark Sun right now is the mental 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, their consciousness will become disordered, conflicting with each other, and finally collapse and disintegrate."

"Your design seems to be a good idea to solve this problem." Hearing this, Celine regained some of her confidence.

"It won't be perfect the first time, so just improve on this foundation. It shouldn't be a problem as a graduation thesis. When you have a better grasp of it and have more knowledge, you can design your real work."

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

"By the way, I see you left a blank here. Have you not decided how to name them yet?" Qin Lun flipped it open and pointed to a spot on the recording board.

"Yes, I was still hesitant and hadn't thought it through before, but now I'm sure."

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

The voice gradually faded away, and everything slowly became dark.

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Two months later, feeling nervous and excited, 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 being nervous at the beginning to slowly calming down. After finishing her speech, she walked off the stage, silently holding the record board in front of her, waiting for the evaluation results of the professors.

"8 points for clear thinking."

"The design concept is brilliant, 8 points."

"Too fragile, failing in combat, 3 points."

"The resonance potential is very good, I'll give it an 8.5."

"The overall coordination is OK, 7 points."

“The average score is 6.9.”

The passing score was 6.5, and Celine's graduation project barely passed.

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

At night, at the celebratory 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.

Everyone said a lot of things at that time, but unfortunately she couldn't remember them clearly. She was just immersed in a feeling of depression and shame. After all, there were many senior and powerful professors and scholars at the graduation defense. Her performance at that time must have embarrassed the teacher.

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

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

"Oh, you still remember me? I thought you forgot me." The other person was wearing a wide-brimmed hat and a streamlined long skirt. Her straight and smooth black hair was draped on her shoulders without any flaws or clutter, as if it was precisely tailored.

Cui Lan is also an entomologist. She is ten years older than Bielian and is currently an associate professor. It is said that she and Professor He Lang are from the same scientific research faction and have a relationship similar to that of senior and junior brothers and sisters. However, the two were not familiar with each other in the past. It is only now that they are both assigned to this research institute that their contacts have gradually become close.

Occasionally, because of problems with topics and research, she would come to Professor Helang's laboratory to discuss with him. After so 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. She also has a butterfly tattoo on the back of her hand that she carved herself, which is full of alien and mysterious aura.

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

"You can open it now and have a look. Inside are the butterfly specimens I carefully prepared. They are very beautiful~" Cui Lan is best at and likes butterflies the most. She has also published many research papers related to butterflies and is called a 'butterfly scholar' by people who are familiar with her.

Opening the gift box in her hand, Celine carefully lifted the lid. Inside was a transparent new crystal box decorated with ten precious butterfly specimens. They were of different shapes, and their gorgeous wings reflecting the light seemed to be trembling slightly, which was amazing.

"Wow, it's so beautiful~"

"The butterfly's wings seem to refract in different gradients depending on the light."

“Just like in a fairy tale book.”

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 go on smoothly.

The dim candlelight lit up, still warm in the memory. This is one of the rare warm memories of Celine after she became an adult. There was no tension or pressure. She hummed happily and spent this unforgettable night with everyone.

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

That night, Celine swore this secretly before falling asleep.

(End of this chapter)