Jomero Zorgen's past diary:
On May 30, 1794, it rained heavily.
Although I don't know how to describe it in words, I'm almost fed up...
The seventh one is already the seventh one.
This is the seventh dead artificial man since I participated in the experiment!
I just watched her from a living person to that look in front of me...
But Boss Selim didn't look like any other emotions at all. I know he's experienced a lot and... In short, I'm almost at the limit!
Luslan seemed to be very determined and must stay in this laboratory, but Tville couldn't stand it either.
...No, I have to find a chance to get out from here.
I really can't stand it and see the artificial girl who was able to chat with me just now die at my hands!
.........
"Sorry, the head of the family, but... I can't stand it anymore." Homero's body trembled a little. "I know that those are artificial people, but..."
"All in all, I, I want to quit this experiment."
Selim looked at Homero's clenched fists and blood-filled eyes and was silent for a while.
"... Have you thought about it?" Finally, Selim spoke with some fatigue.
"Yes." Homero nodded vigorously.
Seven identical faces flashed through his mind, and his emotions were a little uncontrollable.
"I really don't want to do this again!"
He felt that if he continued to stay in this lab, he might go crazy.
"Tell me what you are responsible for as a report, give it to Luslan, and then, go where you want to go."
Selim waved his hand and turned around.
Homero was stunned for a moment, then suddenly bowed: "Thank you, head of the family."
Then quickly turned around and left.
......
Jomero left, and the work he was responsible for was divided on Selim's other two assistants.
Apart from the busier work, there are no other changes.
Research is still progressing in an orderly manner.
However, what we encountered was undoubtedly still failure.
Life is silently resisting Selim's experiment.
After the seventh one, the eighth one and the ninth one.
On July 23, 1794, the first batch of artificial humans provided by the Einzberen family, totaling ten. Except for the first one who lost his life due to high-precision anatomy, all nine artificial humans died on the test bench of Selim Zorgen.
"There is no doubt that since February, we have been failing for nearly half a year, but fortunately, we are mentally prepared." Selim had heavy bags in his eyes. He has basically been in the laboratory for the past six months. Only Zhongjian and Luslan have gone out once. "The birth of great magic has always taken time."
"The next batch of artificial people from Einzbelen's family should be coming soon, but their productivity...you probably understand that, and this kind of top artificial people is not a mass product of garbage, so there are still only ten artificial people in this batch."
Twell looked a little anxious and wanted to say something several times, but he took the majesty of Serim on the laboratory bench and wanted to speak several times and was held back by himself. However, Luslan looked as usual.
"Honor of the family, after the new batch of artificial people arrive, will we still continue the previous experimental methods?" Lu Silan asked.
"No, it was the second stage before. In the previous experiment, I noticed something."
"The experimental subject No. 8 is the closest one to successful one, the one who survived for more than three seconds, and has some qualities on her body." Serim pressed one hand on his forehead, looking very tired. "I guess there is a reason why she survived for more than three seconds after connecting to other magic loops engraved limbs."
"That is the magic circuit that was attached to her body, which was not hers, but foreign."
"But even if it is foreign, it is still physical and is still resisting, so it will still collapse quickly after completing the docking."
"But I think this is enough to let us see something." He stopped and knocked on the table, attracting the eyes of two assistants.
"Although it is not clear whether this is an artificial human characteristic, this unique and inclusive characteristic of external objects is undoubtedly a point we can use." Selim said with a serious look on his face, "Whether it is limbs or organs, no rejection will occur as long as it is transplanted, so our next transformation will be more bold."
"Advance the utilization rate of external objects, fully engrave the magic circuit in the limbs, and then transfer it to the external objects by installation, and then connect it to the torso through external objects and magic. Do you try to avoid the illusory physical resistance in this way? This is what we need to do next."
"I understand." The two assistants nodded together.
"Tville, do you have anything to say?" Selim looked at Tville, a little trembling assistant.
Twell is the youngest of the three assistants, and the only one who is not over twenty years old. The other two are Luslan, the oldest, 26-year-old Luslan, and 23-year-old Homero, who has left.
"...No." Tville's head was covered with a layer of fine beads of sweat. After hesitating for a few seconds, he chose to remain silent.
"..." Staring at Tville for a few seconds, Selim sighed, "Let's do this, I'll give you a mission. Now there are still a few days before the next batch of artificial people are sent over, so you can just relax."
"What is it...what's the mission?" Tweel looked a little anxious and looked up at Selim.
"I have a few drawings here." Selim picked up a thick stack of paper from his desk and handed it to Tver. "You go back to the big manor by carriage and bring it to my father Valenian Zorgen and my son Ivo Zorgen, and let them make a batch of gemstone equipment based on the above content and then send it back. Is this OK?"
"No problem." Tweel breathed a sigh of relief with the naked eye.
"...... Have a good rest these two days, don't delay the third phase of the experiment." Selim patted Tver on the shoulder and walked out of the office, "Luslan, come out."
When Serim and Luslan both walked out of the office, Twell could finally wipe the sweat on his head and face.
He looked at the stack of drawings in his hand, his lips pursed and his eyebrows trembled, and he forced himself to calm down with deep breaths.
When he first came to participate in this experiment, he felt that his future might be settled again.
But now it seems...
If you need to use this method to obtain it in the future...
His hand holding the paper trembled slightly.
Chapter completed!