The Experimental Log of the Crazy Lich

Harlett Dam, in the language of the ancients, means "wise man”.

In ancient times, that was a remarkable moment of civilization, a branch of ancient humankind, but from a certain moment onwards, it became mainstream.

“Giant statue civilization”, "an era of miracle creation staggered by gear and steam”, “an incredible world where everyone is a wise man”, they are aliased and glorified, and in that distant era they and their creation have spread throughout the world.

With advanced civilized metals, they conquered the entire world, huge floating islands and cloud towers made the sky no longer a secret place, island turtles entrusted with huge barriers were beautiful underwater cities, huge Titan statues were only the guardians of their homes, even giant dragons had to be humble to their wisdom and strength.

Even today. The winged flying islands, the Orlando Empire's flying warships, the Soro Federation's legions of giant statues, all have more or less the shadow of the race.

Modern engineering and alchemy have all regarded it as their ancestors. The ruins of Harlett Dam have been the focus of national competition. After all, no one knows whether a newly discovered ruin is an important technology that is about to change the world in its sleep.

At its peak, they even dared to argue with the gods about truth and truth, and why such a powerful civilization was lost has always been a mystery of history, and the literature of nations has been researched and considered, but once the historical and extinction reasons were concrete, it was always unclear.

“Catastrophe? Alien invasion? The Ice Age? Destructive virus plague? Version update? None, the reason is simple, they stepped on the line! ”

And for some, Harlett Dam's demise is not just a secret, it's a warning that some things can be done, some things can't be touched, they can't even think about it.

“Perhaps you can be as powerful as the gods, but please don't really step into the realm of the gods, at least, don't let those guys over your head see you. ”

It is no great secret that Harlett Dam was destroyed by divine punishment. At the entrance to the Spiral Tower in Cape Grete, which only the strong can reach, there is a tablet with ancient inscriptions of the supreme crime of this race.

“The whole family is immortal, artificial soul, life creation. ”

These are the three most taboo sins hated by the gods, and the proud Hallethams did step into the realm of the Creator and were therefore punished by God.

But this is undoubtedly only a superficial view of what “endless breeding tribes will eventually drain all the resources of the world“, but there is only one sin in their minds.

“They broke the round. ”

When mortality drops dramatically, no new soul enters the Pluto River and the Pillar of Heaven, and when artificial souls and life-creation technologies can produce new races, the original cycle is naturally broken.

Undoubtedly, this touched the bottom line of the two sleepers, and so the punishment of God came, and they were extinct, and everything was so simple.

And to avoid these technologies being unearthed again, that black tombstone outside the sky tower is a constant reminder to the strong of mortals that something is absolutely untouchable.

Therefore, even if someone discovered the shortcut to immortality, they would never dare to use a large area for mass production of immortality. The artificial soul of two of the three original sins, and the technique of artificial physical remodeling, were long lost.

Of course, there's oppression there, there's resistance there, and the higher the gods are, the more common it is to cross the line to be the dead.

Although the Cathedral Church executed many people with heretical hats, true heresy is also indispensable, the easier it is to arouse curiosity the more forbidden things. Over the years, the alchemist who challenged life to refine how many were burned, many of them also church cadres, after all, immortal and irrevocable sweet bait.

And the last madman closest to the red line, who should be me, was inconsistent with the goals of other predecessors in pursuit of immortality, which made me do something very different.

“When the Everlasting Night comes, the living will withdraw from the historical arena, and the world will only last forever for the dead! ”

If the kingdom of the dead is established and all living beings are transformed into the dead, then the turn of nature becomes a joke, a disguised saving of the world.

Every time I think of the second speech of the year, I look at that shameful black history, and more darkly lament the fact that the cliff was lucky enough, and if the kingdom of the dead was really built, I'm afraid it was the time for divine punishment to come.

Afterwards, Ayer also confirmed my speculation in person that it was impossible for the gods to see the world of the dead established.

However, the reasons for the enemy's objection, natural objection, all three technologies have great potential, which I have been studying and which have already yielded some results.

But I haven't been foolish enough to take out the finished product to piss off the gods yet, well, seven sins did touch some sensitive nerves, but I didn't have the reality of mass manufacturing to relieve them.

I'm afraid I've been on their watch list for years, and if I didn't start by creating powerful individual creatures, but run straight to the whole people and immortality of the whole family like some of the spiritual monarchs, I'm afraid the trouble in heaven would have gone straight down.

Of course, I am not the only one who is heretically heretic. I personally build deep in the psychology and structure of the dead, and Emila's life structure has challenged the authority of the true god to create the gods, and her creation is easily immortal... If she hadn't used plants to cover up her research, and consciously skipped the realm of the soul, I'm afraid there would be no less than one light of divine punishment for her.

But there are things, I'm afraid, that have been beyond the control of the gods, such as Harlett Dam, when not all of them died.

Yeah, he's got more than one.

“Magic Mentor” Timirette, one of the founders of future magic mechanics, in that “history”, if Olivia solves the energy power bottleneck that gives people a headache, the master's most original invention is to enable ordinary people to use the control system of supernatural forces as well.

Theoretically, an ordinary man without specialized training cannot manipulate the supernatural powers, so give the magic machine an independent soul to control the power of the elements, and the warrior only needs to give him orders.

If Olivia gave the magic mechanics the blood and nutrition to make the flesh work, Timirette gave it to this nascent flesh soul.

However, a lot of people also noticed that although he circled the circle and made many cover-ups, he stepped into the taboo from the beginning, and he restarted the taboo of the artificial soul!

It was also surprising when I learned of Timirette's results.

After all, I personally have also done some research on artificial souls, knowing that when it comes to souls, the difficulty of research will increase dramatically, and in order to achieve results, researchers must also abandon conscience and lower limits, after all, research materials are not humane from the beginning.

It took me hundreds of years, countless experimental materials in my hands, and the results of the research still lingered on the old soul to assemble new souls, creating distorted and powerful souls with extreme emotions, but he did mass produce a whole new artificial soul, which is a huge technological gap.

Although I still have a clear advantage in terms of personal strength, I have obviously lost both theoretically and technically, and I am amazed at the result of this, which has always been high self-esteem.

“Is that snotlout really so talented that he can jump straight through the knowledge accumulation phase of experimental data collection? Or, like Olivia, such an amazing invention is a miracle caused by an accidental spark. ”

So I naturally looked at Little Timirette a few more times and had a lot of expectations for his future.

And then I realized that I was wrong from the beginning, and there are things that really cannot be explained by genius and chance.

“AD1897, July 7, Summer of the vultures… at least the Orlando Empire should still be in the summer. And the weather in the north is getting colder and colder, and it looks like the snow is coming. ”

Painting brochures for children are in their mature handwriting, but they are completely different from the existing text system, which is a special font with similar numerical additions.

If you look only at literal patterns, it's not text at all, it's an overlay of irregular images, with triangles, circles, and distorted counting codes. Perhaps for others, it's a ghost drawing of the Book of Passwords. For Little Timirette, it's just everyday text - Halletham.

“Sister Dana has been very happy lately, seems to work well, the students at school respect her very much and smile more all day long... well, sister is happy, has nothing to do with those pussycats surrounding her, on the contrary, flies buzz in front of her every day, she must be very upset. Looks like I'm still looking for an opportunity to teach those nasty embryos that haunt my sister. ”

In a way, Ms. Dana has not been married, which is a real drag on this baby brother, but the direction of the drag is somewhat different from what she herself thought.

“Those goblin trinkets, though not mature enough, gave me a lot of new ideas, and XT—2 will probably be finished next week, so let's start with the bakery owner's son for a blood festival. Hmm, dare to haunt my sister, I dare to send flowers to my sister yesterday! ”

When I think of my sister's smile when she received the flowers, Timirette's anger didn't strike at all.

Little Timirette is more mature in some ways than everyone expects, but in some ways she is like a normal orphan who loses her parents, has a deep attachment to the sister who raised her, which is too easy to understand, too normal... Okay, I know this is not normal, I thought I wanted to categorize an extra normal person. Just let me Q it or not.

Timirette. Haku Evero XVII, preceded by the name of the world known to him, and Haku. Evelo, from an ancient soul.

When the punishment of God came, Harlett Dam came to the end of his race, but a master of artificial souls was unwilling to destroy it. He looked forward to avoiding the inescapable destruction with his knowledge and abilities, and he wanted to carry on the civilization of his race.

“A person's personality is nothing more than the soul itself with memories, and the soul can rotate back and forth in the circle. If it gives that new soul all the memories of its past, isn't it equivalent to resurrection? ”

In a sense, Master Haku succeeds, and after every reincarnation of his soul, as his soul grows, an instrument is activated, and his memory of his previous life is restored.

But in another sense, he failed completely.

Once in the circle is true death, the new soul is a new life. Even if you read the memories of the previous life, it is as if the memories from the first perspective are retrospective, and it is still the lives of other people to see.

He has succeeded in reincarnating XVII, but unfortunately, in addition to the preparation of the memory of the first generation to be repeatedly filled, the other XVI will still have to be washed in a round of washing, leaving memories completely negligible, and he will still be the old home of the Institute for the rest of his life.

Even he himself could not determine how many times he had been reincarnated, or even convinced that he was really the reincarnation of that ancient sage, except that the memory transmission device detected a soul of similar wavelengths and activated 16 times.

Well, at least in this way, this little grownup is understandable, and he's able to create a mature artificial soul just because he started the legacy.

In a sense, Timmy Little is the leading character in the current popular crossover novel, carrying with him a "grandfather”, not to mention his parents' death and a dependent sister, who is destined to do something big..... well, at least now Timmy Little can't think so much, he's just a little premature kid, and in order to protect his favorite sister, he's devoting himself to the design of the mechanical puppet called XT-2, intending to clean up those nasty flies.

“Life is full, my sister is happy is a good thing, but the war is on the horizon, and the city can still be so calm, can you trust that Roland so much? ”

Thinking of the man who always had a smile on his face, Timirette had to strike a chill, and his racial gift, Zero Smart Eyes, was born to see through all the disguises and see the truth about the man.

The day he opened the door and saw Roland's first glance, he was almost scared to death.

“It's horrible that life and death are accompanied by a flesh. Chaos and order actually turn into a blood vein. The flesh can be extraordinary, but the soul is even more unpredictable. ”

Thinking of that black skeleton ghost, little Timmy hit a chill.

“The myriad pieces of paranoid and obsessed soul put together a normal soul, and the divine power of the Black Skull Dead is even more pointing out the legendary king of eternal night. Such an evil being could be a legendary hero of this country? ”

At the time, Timmy was among the last convoys to be transferred, and no one thought that Timmy, who remembered the Second Century, was the first to recognize the Great Night.

“Hey, one step at a time, at least it's a good time. But if war breaks out... I don't know why they're so confident, is that Roland so trustworthy? ”

The news of the visit to Roland - "The Orc Army is about to launch a winter offensive and the Kingdom of Shrewell will be raided” - has spread across the streets and alleys, which will undoubtedly make the already difficult winter even more difficult.

In winter, the Orc marched beyond common sense and lacked persuasion, and raids across the topographical limits of the highlands were made more of a joke by a number of northern aristocrats. As a party, Silwell did not treat the messenger sent by Languo as a good will, and the news of his expulsion from the Languo messenger has spread.

And in one irony, the trust of the people of Lan in the monarch is incomprehensible.

Obviously, the army of the Orcs will not come until next year, but the Lan people have already made the attack as an established fact during the year, and the whole armament war has started in an orderly fashion.

On another level, the shadow of war lies ahead, and Donglan's legions are preparing for battle. Citizens are not only not panicking, but relaxing through their lives and even today there is a grand festival.

“Fire torch festival? What a strange name. ”

Open the window, the square is already crowded with people watching the procession, which is said to be a traditional festival in the underground world of Sulphur Mountain City. Every dusk, young unmarried men and women wear black robes covering their faces, carrying FFF flags and chains, patrolling back and forth in the streets in search of their “prey”.

Yes, the prey, the prey of these FFF members is the young “couple” who make out in public!

On this long night, if you see intimate couples, FFF hunters in black robes will grab them and tie men to a fire crucible… Of course, it's just a street trip, and other FFF members and passers-by can smash him with food, which is both a blessing for couples and an expectation for next year's harvest, and Harvest Festival, which means marching with torches and firecrackers, which is actually the same thing as a garden parade, perfectly suited to the local customs.

The festival is said to be the first of the sleepless adults, and hunters who capture the most prey will receive official prizes and accolades, among them an urban legend that the winning hunter is known as a love hunter, who will soon reap the love he dreams of!

In contrast, it is also an urban legend: "If the last couple can live in the surroundings of FFF members, they will live to love God's blessings, and they will be together forever! ”

Of course, in most people's eyes, these legends are probably not very reliable, and according to the guys in Mount Iwo, every year the "love hunters” are either Adam or the sleepless themselves, nor have they ever seen them get away with being single.

But that romantic god of love blessed countless young girls, and many young men seized the opportunity to muster the courage to pursue their loved ones.

“It's just a game, maybe we can live to the end... If I live to the end, can you listen to me? Just listening. You don't have to answer. If you listen to me, I'm satisfied! ”

Well, an attack on the Great Flight is undoubtedly a means to increase feelings, while confusion shows that the success rate is higher than usual. If you succeed in escaping to the end, in a sense, you also succeed in attracting girls.

The result was a great disappointment, in his words, "So many more couples after this sacred barbecue day? The thief is already dead! These heretics must be judged by divine flames! It's too much trouble, next month is the wind discipline inspection month, dare to be the street kisser all fine me! ”

Well, as usual, the sleepless were stopped by the Four Days King and his external conscience (Eliza), but this interesting custom festival was admired and loved by countless young men and women.

With the permission of Princess Renee, this year's activities in Diffindor even have an official background and have grown considerably.

Little Timirette glanced from the window sill, a large number of black robes or sickle torches in waving hands, or moving bones ready to hunt, while on the other side of the square, young men and women jumped to try.

“Fucking dogs, men and women! ”

“It's too hurtful to kiss in front of my husband! ”

Some spirits can be conveyed without saying much, watching the happy men and women, men, women and children, the new generation of FFF members have raised their hearts and minds to the torch.

“Burn! Burn! Burn!”

Without the need for command, the roar from the bottom of your heart becomes a piece of resentment that touches the heavens and the earth.

And of course, there is no shortage of soy sauce.

“Can a lazy Adam win Margaret's favor, which is the magic of the festival, single you, without a shot? Perhaps half of the future can be harvested as a result. ”

This is a propaganda slogan written by a prince himself, and under the slogan is the annual rental stall of his Knight of the Dead.

“Rent common tools like torches, whips, fire hangers, sickles, and slings, three copper coins a day! Viscose, ink eggs, stink bombs - one copper coin. To reward new and old customers, FFF regiment uniforms and battle flags are free as long as you shop more than 10 copper coins in our store! Wonderful to my big FFF group. ”

Looking at that excited young man and woman, Timirette shook her head and the world was clearly too far away from him.

And while he was closing the door and studying it, he suddenly remembered something.

“Dana should be out of work by now. Why hasn't she come back yet? Is it...”

Thinking of some possibility, Timirette, who was in shock, pulled out a small device and looked it up.

This is a miniature positioning device, and at this point, the highlight of the core indicates the position, which is the square in front of you!

After a half-sound of silence, Timirette walked in front of the taller closet door, tapping lightly, and the closet door was windless and automatic.

It's a black robe, originally used by Timmy to go to the choir, and Timmy didn't like it when he didn't like it, but the more silent Timmy looked at it, the better.

“Well, there you are! “

But looking at the black robe, Little Timmy always thought it was wrong, and he thought half a loud voice, and he brushed it directly with a red brush, with three more letters on his vest - FFF!

“Ha, burn them! ”

Childish vows of childhood are a must, and countless resurrected bodies in the room, the flickering red-green eye, prove the juvenile's ability to fulfill his vows.