In order to become a Heroic Spirit, I had no choice but to cause trouble in history.

The two people's moods gradually sank with the death of the android.

Until this day.

1795 2 Month 12 Day.

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Chapter 689 The Birth of ano type 0

Serlim Zorgen's Diary

February 11, 1795, light snow.

This is an exciting day, the most exciting and joyful day in the year since this experiment was proposed!

Last November, after the second batch of the fourth artificial human collapsed on the test bench, I thought I had to change my approach and combine what I had learned in the second phase with what I had learned in the third phase!

After that, I spent a long time trying to disassemble the body parts of the seventh, eighth, and ninth units of the second batch while keeping them active, and then completely imprint their internal magic circuits before installing them on the same body. To be on the safe side, I only tried overlapping the completely active imprinted magic circuits once, but the result surprised me!

But I can't act so quickly, I can't... So I separated the overlapping magic circuits again, and it still works.

The tenth android! I selected fully imprinted living bodies with different parts of the magic circuits from the other three androids and then installed them on the gem body.

Then--

I made it!

I finally did it!!!

My efforts paid off!

The tenth one, this last android, did not die!

After being fitted with a gem-enhanced body that incorporated the results of multiple experimental phases, this android—this piece of equipment! This familiar!—survived!

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......

"Hahahaha!!!!"

"Hahahahahahahahaha!!!!"

Seeing the android girl lying quietly on the test table with her vital signs remaining constant, Serim Zolgen went mad.

He jumped around, roared wildly, punched the air hard, then knelt on the ground, laughing and crying at the same time.

Ruslan stood to the side, holding the recording board, looking at the android with a complicated expression, and then at Serim with a complicated expression as well.

So, we've reached this point...

"I did it... I finally did it..."

Serim was already forty-seven years old, but now his head was on the ground, and tears were streaming down his face.

"Calm down, patriarch. Right now, the test data is more important," Luslan said in a deep voice, patting Serim on the shoulder.

Serlim stared blankly at Ruslan for a moment, then nodded hastily, "Yes, yes, now, now we should hurry up and collect experimental data, hurry up and collect experimental data..."

He staggered, got up, and looked completely different from a year ago.

A year ago, Serlim had impeccable manners with his short, wine-red hair, elegant demeanor, and dignified bearing, making him perfectly worthy of being the head of the ancient Zorgen family.

But the current Serim...

While he couldn't be described as disheveled, his messy gray hair and ashen complexion made him appear to be in very poor condition.

This is... inevitable...

Having been in this lab for a year, Serlim has only gone out twice; the rest of the time he has been here conducting experiments and collecting data.

谷涢

What sustained him was always an almost stubborn will.

—I will complete this experiment and create the perfect artificial familiar to fill the void in the Zorgen family.

He looked at the living equipment in front of him with great emotion, at this android that had been corrupted by demonic possession.

The only parts of her body that remained were the torso above the thoracic spine; her arms, lower body, and legs had all been transformed into highly precise crystal flesh.

"You are a magnificent creation! Magnificent!" Serlim gazed at his familiar with fascination. "I will name you..."

“I will bestow upon you the name of your great ancestor, Lawrence Anno Falgao.”

These words made Ruslan, who was standing next to him, pause.

Then Serlim shook his head again: "No, no, even if you are a great creation, you are not worthy to share the same name as your ancestors."

"So... let's erase one letter."

“Ano, Ano type 0, that’s your name,” he murmured, gently stroking Ano type 0’s cheek.

After naming Arno Zero, Serlim began testing the data, while Ruslan stood quietly by his side recording it. By the time the basic tests were completed, it was almost dark.

"Try to awaken her. I've already signed the contract." Serim felt a faint sense of contract, a smile of excitement on his face.

“Now, let’s cancel the spell that isolates pain and unconsciousness, and at the same time try to use water-attribute magic to replenish life force.” Ruslan nodded and, as Serlim had instructed, attempted to awaken the familiar Arno Zero.

After reversing a series of magic spells, Arnold Zero's expression twisted, and he opened his eyes shortly afterward.

"Uh......"

She uttered a sound that was somewhat unclear, and then opened her eyes.

"Oh dear, what's wrong with me..." She paused for a moment, as if she had figured out what had happened to her, and then her innocent and bewildered eyes involuntarily filled with tears.

"Congratulations, you survived, my familiar, Arno Zero." Then, she heard a round of applause, and then a familiar face appeared in front of her.

After the androids are transported to the sub-manor, they will live here for a period of time.

While it's described as living, it's actually closer to "raising livestock."

Because they are not human, they naturally do not receive the same treatment as humans. Only a very small number of androids can truly gain human recognition, and this group has always been weak and fragile.

Then, in her daily life, she watched as her companions, the androids created in the same batch as her, were taken away, taken for research, and then turned into skeletons, hastily buried behind the manor.

Although she is an artificial human, she still possesses her own emotions.

During the six months she spent there, she only ever experienced one emotion.

That is the fear of being a lamb to the slaughter.

"I... I survived...?" She looked at Serim's face, feeling tears streaming down her face. "Survived...?"

......

After barely managing to contain his joy at surviving the ordeal, Arnold Zero attempted to walk.

To her surprise, this body, which was directly supplied with magic by its master and was a high-precision composite structure, could move freely under her magical power, just like her previous physical body. Apart from being a bit more strenuous, it had almost no drawbacks and no sense of pain. The only part that could feel pain was the upper body, which was still a physical body.

After testing, it was found that her strength and speed levels were significantly higher due to her hardened and magically enhanced gemstone body, and her magical power was also greatly improved.

“Next, I’ll teach you magic.” Serlim said with a smile.

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Chapter 690 Zero's Hatred, Zero's Collapse

Luslan Zorgen's Diary:

On February 11, 1795, the weather changed from light snow to heavy snow.

Today, the previous generation was born.

My mood is... terrible, terrible in every sense of the word.

But I know I can't let my emotions get the better of me, even if I do... I just can't...

I need to control myself.

We must control this...

Regardless of who it's for, I should control myself...

Even though I'm in pain, I can't make a sound, I can't...

......

Arno Zero followed behind Serlim, practicing walking. It was already dark outside, around 21 p.m.

Even though the gemstone can be activated by inputting magic into the body, it is not the original body after all, and it will definitely take some time to get used to it.

"How are you feeling, Zero?" Serim asked, unable to hide his excitement.

Zero remained silent, flexed his wrists, and shook his head.

"Are you feeling unwell?" Serlim asked with "concern" as soon as he saw Zero shake his head.

Ruslan stood behind Serlim and Zero, observing coldly.

Serlim's concern wasn't concern for people at all; it was more like concern for a precious, fragile object.

To be honest, Zero has indeed transcended the realm of humanity; her gem-like body serves as a reminder to everyone that she is an anomaly.

Although she herself is an oddball.

“It’s expected that he’s not familiar with the operation methods yet. He’ll get used to it gradually.” Serim grabbed Zero’s arm and checked the imprinting magic circuit installed inside. Finding that there were no problems, he breathed a sigh of relief.

"Once you're familiar with using magic to power your body, we can begin learning magic and collecting data for the next stage of research," Serim continued, chattering on.

Zero's pupils contracted upon hearing Serim's words.

She looked up at her master: "Do you... still want to conduct the experiment?"

“There’s still more to do.” Serlim made no attempt to hide it, or rather, he seemed to be talking to himself, his eyes slightly manic, staring blankly into space, as he spoke rapidly, “While your strength and speed far exceed human standards, they still haven’t met my requirements. I need to pursue even greater strength. Stopping here only makes you excellent, but it’s not enough to be etched in the family’s history, far from enough.”

"The gem artifacts produced by our family are not gem artifacts driven by gem attribute magic. At best, they are just ordinary level magic tools. Moreover, the gems produced by our family are not known for their strength, but for their good magical adaptability."

"I need more powerful materials to create—more powerful magic, a more powerful android familiar!"

"Only in this way, only in this way, can I—"

“Master.” Luslan suddenly interrupted Serim’s mutterings.