A civilization that develops normally ideologically, when technology reaches a certain level, or when it is given overly inflated confidence, eternal life is a topic that cannot be escaped.

The dwarves of the last era may not have had this kind of mind in mind when they created giants.

It's just that the current Sost and the elves have chosen another path and started with themselves.

Before starting the Human Fall Project, Sost didn't have this idea, he only planned to bring Yafanka back to life at a very early stage.

The idea was bold, it was equivalent to snatching people at the hands of the Grim Reaper, but when he had seen the giants, he came up with a plan that the body was just a container.

It is too difficult to imitate giants, and it is too difficult to replace ** with metal bodies, and in theory, Sost has not even built the most rudimentary electronic computer.

A lot of the calculations and experiments are done manually, and in a way, his tech tree is a bit crooked.

So when the elves exchanged the biological research materials from him, Sost, who had never had a definite idea, was instantly inspired, so he had this human depravity plan with the purpose of immortality.

He is confident, but he doesn't expect much, in fact, if he can extend his lifespan, or raise the upper limit of life like a fairy, then all the investment is acceptable.

This is also why he pays so much attention to the movements of the elves, and plants the 'seeds' at any cost to monitor the progress of the other party's experiments.

All the movements of the elves did not hide from Thorst's eyes, and even the first-generation experimental potion formula of the Elven Research Institute was placed on Thorst's desk not long after.

The experiment continues, and the two sides are still conducting research with different but similar purposes.

On this day, Sost, who received the news, hurried to the underground, walked into the laboratory, and saw the ...... soaked in the experimental cabin Lush vegetation.

"That's why you called me?"

"Boss, we found a different path that might make project planning a little easier. The experimenter patiently explained.

“...... Tell me what it is, then?" Thorst pointed to the huge bonsai plant in front of him.

"It's an elf individual, boss. The experimenter stepped forward and continued, "Our elves are all wounded who were missed on the battlefield in the Western Continent, and have been in a coma after being treated with medicine. ”

"The elf generation potion you sent a while ago was slightly improved by us, and it was injected into individuals of different races such as Metaverse people, humans, and orcs. ”

"With the exception of the elves, all the test subjects have died, uh...... Theoretically, the elven also died, but under the catalysis of the potion, it turned into a plant and continued to live in this state. ”

"As you know, previous studies have found that elven bodies and plants are inextricably linked, but we haven't been able to find a breakthrough. ”

"But now we imagine that perhaps through elven potion, it will be possible to change the body structure of individual human beings and have a longer lifespan. ”

"So......" Sost narrowed his eyes.

"So we need more intelligence and results data from the elves. ”

"Can't you do that?" Sost asked with a smile, "The Department of Biology has been established for so long, why don't you set up the Elven Research Institute in a few days?"

Hearing this, the researcher looked bitter: "Boss, there are too few experimental subjects in our experiments, and changing the body structure through potions will have a very strong conflict reaction, and the experimental subjects of other races died like this." ”

"And if the elves want to evolve and reconstruct the characteristics of the race, they will definitely reduce the level of conflict when changing and reconstructing. ”

Listening to the researcher's words, Sost nodded thoughtfully: "In order to obtain new racial traits, the effect of existing traits must be minimized to avoid conflicts?"

"That's right, boss. ”

"Huh...... The elves are dancing on the tip of the sword, looking for death. ”

Sost shook his head, he suddenly thought of the popularity of the Metaverse, sometimes you need a special powerful ability, you must first erase all your existing abilities and become an ordinary person.

If such an operation is not the protagonist, it will generally be hacked to death by the enemy after the first stage is completed.

"Very good, the data of the elves will be delivered on time, you only need to ......"

Sost, who had been thinking for a long time, was suddenly stunned for a moment, then waved his hand and withdrew all the researchers, leaving him alone.

"Long time no see. ”

Sost greeted with a smile and looked to the corner of the lab, where a black mist was filling the room, condensing a tall figure whose face was invisible.

"The elves are killing themselves, why don't you, South?" Wells said in a calm voice.

"You're here to stop me?"

"You don't need me to stop you, if you continue, you will only go astray, everything is predestined, just like the elves, they are perfect enough, but they still want to go further. ”

"Progressive...... It's normal, isn't it?"

Wells was silent for a moment in response to Sost's rhetorical question, and then changed the subject: "Make a deal, your antique fragment." ”

Thorst frowned, this guy who didn't know what it was had a purpose every time he met, but fortunately he was a man who kept his promises.

Just like more than ten years ago, when he was alone in danger in the Church of Light, this guy didn't forget to throw himself out in the end.

Can...... That fragment was a rare treasure to Yafanka, and even with Sost's current team, it was impossible to analyze anything useful.

In the face of Sost's silence, Wells was not in a hurry, he only needed this last fragment of the black sun to restart hell and ascend to the former godhood.

And the reason for Sost's silence, he also knows very well.

"You can't study that thing thoroughly, even if you keep letting that ghost hold it, you can't bring her back to life, why don't you listen to my chips?"

"Can you?" said Sost, intrigued.

Wells smiled, and the black mist's condensed body circled around the laboratory.

"With your current ability, you shouldn't be able to create a body from nothing, right?"

Sost just smiled and fell silent, acknowledging the matter.

"I can get that ghost back into the body, so I can't bring it back to life, you can't do that kind of technique. ”

Sost was still smiling, but a tsunami rolled up in his heart: "Who the hell are you?"

"A man who has atoned for his sins, in a word, don't ink. ”

“...... Deal. ”

............

Wells, as the Grim Reaper, of course, knows Sost's past and present lives very well, and it is very cost-effective to exchange inconsequential chips for the last piece of Black Sun Fragment.

The important thing is that it is also cost-effective for Sost to bring Yavanka back to life.

In the time that followed, Wells took the Black Sun Fragment with him, and when the Black Sun in Hell rose again, all living beings throughout Atlanta had an indescribable feeling.

And the last black mist on Wells's body has completely disappeared, the infinite divine power has returned to his body again, and the power of death has returned to his hands again.

Butterfly, who was still adrift on the sea, just smiled and didn't say anything, while Alena, who was far away in a corner of the Metaverse, showed a smile full of meaning.

How Wells had made Yavanka physically incorporate, Thorst had thought about it thousands of times in his head, and he had no clue.

It's just that at that time, a black thin mist enveloped Yafanka, and then I saw her body gradually condense, and finally got out of the state of the ghost, and could be touched by real touch.

After Wells left, the two fell into a deep joy, and their true affection burst out for a while.

But Sost was also shocked by Wells's ability, he thought that the development of technology could gradually ignore the ethereal power and existence, but now it seems that it is far from enough.

Since then, Southst's underground research department has been overworked, and progress is now his most pressing aim.

............

Five years later, under the auspices of Dinah, the Western Continent Elf Research Institute has made breakthroughs in those unseen research.

The drug, which has been developed to the fifth generation, has been put into production, and this is already beginning to bear fruit.

The current elves are all born from the tree of life, or rare natural production, with a lifespan of about five hundred years.

The fifth-generation elf elixir is a precursor, which will not only greatly reduce the lifespan, but also reduce the physical fitness of adult elves like a virus, and even cause the body to degenerate and mutate to a certain extent.

To put it simply, it is a hundred harms and no benefits, and the purpose is to reduce or even erase the extreme racial characteristics of the elves in order to achieve the purpose of reconstruction and reconstruction.

The sixth-generation elven elixir being developed is the second stage, the key to evolution.

As for whether to use the fifth-generation potion, Dinah finally chose no, deciding to wait for the sixth-generation to be produced before using it together.

It's a matter of racial survival, and she has to be careful.