Himmler was a racist through and through. When he formed the SS, he made it clear that only young men over 5 feet 9 inches tall, blond, well-educated, and of pure Aryan ancestry were to be drafted. One of the most basic conditions for the selection of SS officers was that the selected person could prove that his or her family had not intermarried with other races since 1750. The real, barbaric basic principle of biological elimination was also applied to the fiancées of SS members. Himmler's order on engagement and marriage of 31/12/31 required the fiancée to be examined by the SS Race Bureau before the marriage of SS members. Only when the lovers were "healthy, free of genetic diseases and at least of the same race" did the "SS state leader" issue a marriage license. With consent, the SS spouse will continue to be monitored. It is an obligation to reproduce offspring. SS members who did not have children were deducted part of their military pay – an invisible maternity prize. Himmler even planned very seriously, ordering the divorce of SS members who had been married for 5 years without children. He wanted to "nurture humanity", and in his speeches he constantly emphasized, "the Germanic race" should be "brought up to purity" again. He explained to the naval officers: "I have given myself this practical task of raising a new Germanic tribe by selection of outward appearances, by constant pressure, by merciless and cruel selection, and by the extermination of the weak and useless." "Personal aspirations, love, personal happiness – these central points of human dignity and civilization – do not work here and are seen as "sentimental" or "decadent". The sole purpose of Himmler's delusion was to preserve and improve the "human race" and to evolve a "good" race like the Aryans into a new human race with supernormal abilities.

"According to the study of historical documents, the remnants of Atlantis are found all over the world, and this time our leader is going to the mausoleum of an Aryan warrior." Waddell remembered that dangerous experience underground, and couldn't help but shudder.

"What kind of samurai is this?" Warrant asked.

"There are very few records of him in history, and legend has it that he was so powerful that he slain giants, was able to subdue beasts, and was able to predict in advance what the enemy was going to do to him, and then kill the enemy." Waddell replied, "And he is said to possess the spell of immortality." ”

"Then why did he die in the end? What about this mausoleum? Volant asked with some amusement, searching through the historical knowledge in his head, and he couldn't match any historical figure he knew with this person.

"Yes, it is said that people worship him as a god, but a few young men and women think that he is not a god, but a demon, so they find a way to kill him, and it can be said that they died with him. As for what method was used, it is not yet known. "When he died, a luxurious underground mausoleum was built for him. ”

"And the location of this mausoleum, right between the front lines of the German and Russian troops, right?" Warrant understood.

"Yes." Waddell nodded, "How do you know?" He asked curiously.

"Because that position was calculated by me through the stars." Volant replied, "The leader once gave me an ancient star map and asked me to calculate what it represented, and I calculated its hidden secret, which was some strange lines, but when these lines were combined, it was a map with a specific location, but I could not see where it was, and the leader said that he had a way to make a soldier who was well versed in geography identify it." I didn't think much about it at the time, this position would be in the battlefield. ”

"I think that's probably why the leader brought you here." Waddell smiled, "Maybe we'll find something in the mausoleum that you can come in handy." ”

"Maybe." Warrant said. Opening the wine bottle and pouring Waddell and himself a glass each, he put it down, picked it up, and drank the blood-like liquid inside.

After coming out of Volant, Waddell walked back on his own, his dwelling was not far from here, but the country road was so rough that he could only walk on the dirt road one foot deep and one foot shallow, still thinking of the vague image of the animal in his mind.

That day he killed almost all of his subordinates.

According to the lama, the animal originated on a mountain in Tibet, but the old man was deliberately vague and seemed to have reservations. The animal should have a strong ability to migrate, so it should be present in many places, so why has it not been recorded? Could it have been so successful in hiding all along? Or is it just that themselves and the people of the "Ancestral Heritage Society" have not yet found such a record?

Waddell walked to the door of an Orthodox church and found a rusty lock hanging from the door, which looked in disrepair. It looks like no one has been coming to this church for years. He looked up at the black cross on the door, could there be any other shortcut to creation besides Darwin's theory of evolution? That's true, humans have been trying to create new species, such as pet dogs and flowers, and all sorts of unbelievable ways have been tried. However, these are just the tip of the iceberg, like an endless book of heaven, Mendel spent 8 years in order to study the heterozygous pea, what kind of wisdom can stand on to thoroughly read the book of heaven and use it freely?

As it was getting late, Waddell wanted to turn away, and he cast one last glimpse at the spire in the setting sun, where some childish and ridiculous statues caught his eye in the old Tsarist buildings in the countryside. He had seen a lot of these specious statues before, he had studied Western architecture since he was a teenager, and he knew that the top floor of the Gothic building would be surrounded by four animal figures with wide mouths as drains, but he had never noticed that the countless animals in the underground mausoleum were crouching here. Thinking of this, Waddell suddenly touched his heart, and he couldn't help frowning and looking at it a few more times.

Waddell suddenly sneered a few times, and then said to himself: "It turns out that the truth is so absurd, and humans have always known about its existence. There seemed to be a slight self-deprecation in his tone, and in fact he didn't know whether to cry or laugh right now.

The shape on the spire must be that of a clumsy country sculptor, an animal grinning and smirking at Waddell like a man.