Failure is nothing new for an all-round genius like Hauser who has ideas but is not lacking in hands-on skills, and many times it is through multiple failures that they learn that one of their imaginative ideas turns out to be extremely absurd and worthless. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Then, I know how to give up.

So, would Hauser give up on the idea of creating for himself a perfect replica of the goddess of love and beauty, or even a perfect lover who transcends it?

The answer is obvious, no.

He even thinks that such a failure, which took more than ten years to create, is not really a failure, but a different kind of success, and he believes that the results of the first round of trials have only proved to him that the effect of several bloodline combinations is not ideal, which is a valuable experience, and learning from it and relying on it, the blinding fog on the road to success is in any case less.

"More bloodline combinations will be tried next, and one day all combinations will be tried, and then ......"

Hauser was more motivated to devote himself to the follow-up experiments.

Perhaps, the other side of all geniuses is paranoia.

As a result, there were second, third, and fourth rounds that came one after another...... and even the 10th and 11th rounds......

Endless too.

In fact, the follow-up experiments were already underway, and it was almost time for the relevant samples to mature - Hauser certainly wouldn't make the foolish mistake of waiting for one round of experiments to be completely finished before moving on to the next. However, the later samples were much smaller in scale, which was a lesson learned from the first round of experiments. If we continue to make samples on a large scale without restraint, then even if the funders are rich and rival the country, they will not be able to hold on.

In short, life is endless, and experiments are endless. Oh, wrong, experiments can't be stopped, even at the end of their life.

As a human being, Hauser's lifespan is undoubtedly very tight in the face of this huge experiment based on ten years as the basic unit of measurement of time. After only five rounds of experiments, he went from the prime of his thirties to the old man in his fifties. His body, which was becoming more and more powerless, told him that he had indeed run out of oil and the lamp had run out, and that the end of his life was not far away, lying there quietly, exuding an impersonal intimidation.

Fifty years old is the end of life? This is not an exaggeration, nor is it a joke, health and longevity have always been a big problem that cannot be ignored in the necromancer community. Never see the light of day, all day long in the company of corpses and the dead...... A series of bad habits that cannot be changed determine that the necromancer cannot maintain a normal standard of health at all.

Relatively speaking, the actual combat faction - those who like to travel and adventure around the continent have a more acceptable and unconcerned health, but those who choose to stay in the laboratory or in the mage tower to study as otaku need to constantly manage their own lives - you know, exhaustion is also a way to die~!

In fact, it is not that there are no old monsters who have lived for hundreds of years among human mages, but these few people can be regarded as mythical figures, and ordinary mages can't even look up at the transcendent existence of the soles of their shoes! And the reason for such longevity is because the characters of this level have all suffered adventures (genius earth treasures, divine blessings, etc.), and in a sense, they have escaped the realm of mortals.

The life-protecting methods of these people are definitely impossible for ordinary mages to emulate.

In terms of the average life expectancy, human mages are about seventy or eighty - compared to the common people, this number is actually very high, you know, this era is equivalent to the Middle Ages, the Middle Ages as a synonym for ignorance, backwardness and darkness......

And the eight schools of mage, the necromantic department has deservedly become the one with the lowest average lifespan among them, so Hauser's short life is not too surprising.

Of course, as a mage, there are always some magical or strange means that can be used to maintain a minimum of health, so as not to let an unprovoked minor illness take your own life. It is unavoidable that everyone has their own number of lives, and when the god of death really aims at it, ordinary means will not work.

Hauser experienced such a state.

In order to get out of this state, to allow life to continue, to allow the great experiment to continue, and to achieve his true (mad) dreams, Hauser resolutely chooses the ultimate move against death that all mages (and indeed not only mages) know but do not necessarily have the will and ability to use - to transform himself into a lich.

Hauser succeeded, discarding all his attributes as a living being, transforming himself into an undead creature that he once despised as a necromancer and was able to scrutinize and dominate at will—well, the top undead like the Lich was never on the list at his disposal.

As a result, the great experiment of Hauser in the style of black technology continued, steadily and firmly moving forward, until today—yes, today! Hundreds of years later, the era in which Ye Guyun and Frank lived! The perverted old lich who no longer knew where to hide is still struggling for the perfect lover in his mind......

After Hauser became a lich, it is natural that he will incur a lot of twists and turns in the legend, but this is not the point, and we will not press the table, our current theme is the group of people he has created.

Since the experiment has been ongoing, the increment of "samples" in the experimental pathway has been maintained at a high level. Although it will no longer present an almost impossible outbreak like the first round, the victory is long-lasting, the victory is stable, and there is no end to it.

However, stability is only the initial stage.

As Hauser grew older, his mentality became more and more impatient, his personality became more and more paranoid, and the suggestions of his sponsors and the constraints of objective conditions became less and less important to him, so that the growth of the "sample" of the experimental route always fluctuated abnormally from time to time - not in the direction of shrinking, of course.

Moreover, the adult "sample" began to reproduce - this is the nature of living things, how can it be avoided, but it further increases the overall growth rate of the "sample".

Relying on this basis, for a long period of time, the "sample" was like a rabbit on the steppe that had lost its natural predator, and the number soared, swelling to a scale that could no longer be suppressed, and then slowed down slightly.

Some things, lost opportunities, can no longer be recovered. The funders' planned plan to limit the size of the program was declared bankrupt before it could be launched. This laid the foundation for their later demise.

As the population continued to expand, the place where the "sample" lived gradually developed from a market town to a town, a city, and finally a large city. When a large city stands in a place, it is destined to be difficult to isolate from the world.

It doesn't matter if they discover the outside world, or if the outside world discovers them, anyway, communication begins to take place and becomes more frequent. Slowly, very reasonable, even after a long period of brainwashing, can no longer stop the "samples" from being curious about the outside world. Some of them are bold enough to try to break free and flee outside, wanting to be free.

The situation is expanding.

When the ban finally becomes a null and void, it means that the "samples" have a large, full, intuitive, first-hand understanding of the reality of the world.

They are no longer brainwashed.

In this way, it is guided by the awakening of national consciousness.

They began to feel how different they were, both as human beings and as living beings, and that they belonged to the same nation as a large number of their companions, who were also different!

They know what slavery is and what is oppression.

However, national independence and liberation need an opportunity, which is both accidental and inevitable.

A "benefactor" ("loser") who had been "volunteering to serve the gods" (in fact, chosen as a plaything by the patrons) for many years acted as an opportunity to escape, bringing back all the truth to her people.

Cold, brutal, "ridiculous" truth.

None of the clansmen could accept the fact that they were a sample, but it was happening. Shock, sadness, and then an avalanche of irreversible transformation into rage, monstrous rage.

And so the decades-long struggle began.

Just like the most standard main theme movie, the side that occupies justice is always able to achieve the final victory, and the road to self-redemption of this group of poor lambs has finally achieved a happy ending. They overthrew the full range of patron rule over them, destroyed the largest of them, and officially proclaimed themselves as Sioux.

Why is it "Sioux"? Actually, this term is a general term.

In the past, they have been referred to by different names by many people who speak different languages, such as Sunnyfik, Sunny Illuson, and Sunny Macfez..... And so on, most of them are prefixed with the name of a goddess of love and beauty, "Shini". Although the overall pronunciation of the names is inevitably very different, they are intended to convey similar meanings—always descriptions that do not feel any praise: a copy of the Ginny, a vision of the Lady, a mark of the Lady, a created Lady, a fake...... Etcetera.

As the person concerned, the nascent nation (race) had reason to make its strongest voice on the question of the title, and so, "Shu", also Su, a shortened monosyllabic phrase that combined a similar title, was singled out. "Shu (Su) tribe" soon became the accepted name of this particular group.

They don't care about the strings of almost discriminatory denigrations that are contained in the unified appellation, because those facts are in a sense indelible. If we had to find a source for this group, it would be Shannie (not Hauser, the actual executor), although their bloodline did not come from this stunning goddess of love and beauty, but they were created after Shanny.

They even used the head of the Fire-Haired Lady as their coat of arms, a practice modeled after the Church of Love and Beauty, with the emblem of Goddess Shannie being the front image, while the Sioux created a similarly styled profile as their coat of arms.

This is a grandiose will the goddess as the ancestor.

After all, whoever is in the same situation must deliberately ignore the embarrassing fact that "an old otaku racked his brains to satisfy his own dirty desires".

For this reason, almost all Sioux people are devoted devotees to the goddess Chenny, but the goddess of love and beauty, who has always been gentle and kind (though sometimes mischievous), rarely responds to their piety. The birth and existence of the Gainsu was a blasphemy against the goddess. To be more serious, it would be the greatest mercy for Shannie to tolerate the continued activity of this "disgusting" group rather than try to destroy it.

So, a strange situation arises. There is a particularly zealous group of believers in a good God, but it will never and cannot be accepted by the Orthodox Church, but it is left alone and self-contained......

So much so that there has never been a strong priest among the Sioux people.

But the Sioux have absolutely nothing to do with the word weak.

A solid fact: in their bodies, there are I don't know how many excellent bloodlines are gathered! (although they were originally all beautifully used as the biggest highlight)

The interaction of various bloodlines and cross-catalysis make the Sioux people naturally possess some outstanding and unbelievable talents, such as manipulating fire, manipulating flowing water, arcane affinity, and infinitely powerful, suffering endurance, spell endurance, etc., whether it is spells or physical arts, there are many kinds of them, and the list is endless.

In other words, it's a powerful race where most individuals are warlocks.

With a high probability (compared to other races), these individuals will eventually realize their talents to the fullest, grow into excellent combatants (e.g., warriors, rangers, hunters, etc.) and spellcasters (mages, warlocks, etc.), and then use their shoulders to shoulder the fatalistic responsibilities that naturally become part of this emerging race (or nation?).

One is to earn a space for survival in this difficult world for oneself, for one's relatives, for one's clansmen, and for all those who deserve to be cared for;

That's right, Hauser is still making more "perfect lovers" in a steady stream, and it seems that he is ready to carry on this work until the end of the day, but no hero has stepped forward to give a way to stop it, because no one knows where in the world this guy is hiding.

What's more, the Sioux have broken with Hauser completely.

Finally, there is one more thing that must be mentioned about this desolate group: the extraordinary talent corresponds to a terrible birth defect like the most vicious curse.

This artificial, forcible, cold, and illogical fusion of blood carried out by Hauser must not be regarded as a natural product -- please! How can this practice have anything to do with the word nature? To put it another way, it is proper, and there is no need to argue, that it is contrary to the way of heaven and harms heaven and harmony! Therefore, these "samples" made by Hauser have more or less various defects, which will lead to short lifespans, strange and intractable diseases, fertility difficulties, and Developmental deformities and so on, and so on, and so on, just like the extraordinary talents they may have.

Compared with cashing in on talent, there is a higher probability, it will be the defect that fully explodes, and the recruiter will be swallowed by the cruelty of life first before he has time to feel the beauty of life, and may not even survive the day of adulthood. This kind of situation, even after hundreds of years of natural reproduction, the bloodline has gradually stabilized, is not uncommon.

Obviously, the little girl in the cage is such an example, a "mutilated product".

At this time, a Sioux family emblem that must be owned and worn by a Sioux person who must be confirmed not to die suddenly at the age of sixteen will mean something different.

Much richer, but also much more serious.

It is not only an identity, but also a record of the vicissitudes of life and the bitter fate of a race, and at the same time carries a small, fresh and moving joy of life.