Miss Witch Doesn't Want to be a Diva

Chapter 1410 74: The Girl Wishing in Candlelight (Part 2)

"The exchange of pheromones in insects, collective behavior patterns, and some reproduction methods are very convenient for constructing newborn races. Teachers often use them, and you and I have been influenced somewhat by them."

"I see you boldly incorporated the genes and some elements of the Silkworm Moth Species in your design, and even thoughtfully added convenient features like self-cleaning scales to increase resistance to diseases and plagues." The other person analyzed Sailian's thesis data.

Hearing the other mention the highlights of her design, the girl couldn't help but feel happy inside, but soon Qin Lun turned to the shortcomings in the latter part of his speech.

"Growing antennae to exchange ideas and beliefs through touch to achieve a uniform internal group thought." At this point, Qin Lun's voice halted.

"Sailian, the beautiful scene you imagined should be these little guys living together, carefree, exchanging emotions with their light and airy antennae, and then everyone mutually understands each other, right." At this point, Qin Lun's emotions seemed a bit complicated.

"Yes." Sailian wasn't sure what was wrong and could only answer cautiously.

"I know it's not your fault, but such an idea is unrealistic." Qin Lun put down the clipboard.

"First of all, you have to understand, we're creating newborn races to combat the Black Suns currently plaguing the Star Sea, not to foster small animals and create a beautiful vision of life for them. They are our tools for battle and victory, just like the guns we use, the planes we fly, and the knives and rulers in our hands."

"Even if it's to unify internal thoughts, it shouldn't be through such primitive antenna contact for information exchange. You should learn more about the realization of Spirit-related Extraordinary Abilities; that would be more efficient."

"In the future, we need to produce tens of millions to billions of newborn races as if on an assembly line. However, if such a massive race group still uses such primitive emotional information exchange, it would be too slow and inefficient, unable to achieve a high degree of thought integration and purity of their spiritual resonance."

"The mutual perception and communication in the Spirit realm is the way forward, this is the current mainstream method, which must be improved in the future."

"I understand." Sailian nodded, silently noting this point.

"Also, why must you add production factors to these little guys, such as 'their hair is a special high-quality single fiber that can be made into fabric and clothing'?"

"If it's to increase combat power and survivability, adding some factors can be understood, but producing fiber cloth is a typical design trap, blindly increasing production costs for some irrelevant function, occupying design effort."

"We don't need additional and massive amounts of cloth fiber, nor are we living a pastoral life. Such abilities might be very fitting for a fairy tale but not in a Mechanical Council paper."

"I..." Sailian lowered her head.

Perhaps realizing her previous words were too cold and hard, Qin Lun's tone softened afterward.

"This final inclusion of one hundred percent obedience is a good highlight though."

"It's indeed a bold and unprecedented design concept, completely removing their resistance, so they won't use violence to resist. Although such a design renders them weak, as a tool species, it is surprisingly useful, enabling them to follow orders quickly and unimpeded while being mentally unified."

"The biggest constraint on the Black Sun currently is the spiritual impurity of their Favored; when this noise reaches a certain level, it interferes and shakes their position. Once it reaches a critical point, it results in consciousness disorder, mutual conflict, and eventually collapses and disintegrates."

"Your design seems to present a pretty good solution to this problem." Hearing this, Sailian regained some confidence.

"The first time will not be perfect, just improve on this foundation. It should not be a problem for a graduation thesis, and when you have mastered it more skillfully, with abundant knowledge, you can design your true work."

"Thank you, Brother Qin Lun." Sailian gratefully nodded and thanked.

"By the way, I see you left a blank here, is it because you haven't thought of a name for them yet?" Qin Lun flipped through and pointed to a spot on the clipboard.

"Yes, I was hesitating before, but now I've decided."

"Let's call them 'Silkworm Moth Species'."

The words gradually faded away, and everything slowly darkened.

...

Two months later, with a nervous and excited mood, Sailian stepped onto the podium to present her graduation design and design concepts to the professors and scholars below.

The long narration calmed her from initial nervousness to a gradual peace, and after finishing her speech, she walked off the stage, silently holding the clipboard in front of her, waiting for the professors' evaluation results.

"Clear thinking, 8 points."

"Design concept with highlights, 8 points."

"Too fragile, failing combat effectiveness, 3 points."

"Great resonance potential, let's give 8.5 points."

"Overall coordination is okay, 7 points."

"Average score is 6.9."

The passing line was 6.5, Sailian's graduation design barely passed.

Hearing this result, Sailian breathed a sigh of relief but was also somewhat downhearted because, compared to her peers' high scores, she indeed lagged behind.

That night, at the celebration feast, Sailian sat dazedly at the table, surrounded by several fellow students and researchers under Professor Helang. They bought cake and delicious food to celebrate Sailian's successful graduation.

Everyone said a lot at that time, but she couldn't remember clearly, only immersed in a sense of low and ashamed, after all, at the graduation defense site, there were many seasoned and powerful professors and scholars, and her performance surely brought disgrace to the teacher.

"Don't be sad, little Sailian." A hand randomly tousled her hair into a mess, forcing Sailian to look up and quickly tidy it.

She also got a clear view of the person speaking in front of her and instinctively said the name, "Sister Cui Lan."

"Oh, you still remember me, I thought you had forgotten." The person wore a wide-brimmed hat and a streamlined long dress, her straight, smooth black hair falling impeccably and seamlessly draped over her shoulders like precisely tailored fabric.

Cui Lan, likewise an entomologist, is about ten years older than Sailian and is currently an associate professor. It is said that she and Professor Helang come from the same scientific faction, similar to a senior-junior relationship. However, they were not familiar in the past, only gradually becoming closer due to their allocation at this research institute.

Occasionally, due to topics and research issues, she would come to Professor Helang's lab to discuss with the other party. Over time, the apprentices and researchers here also gradually got to know her.

The tall woman with purple eyes, generous and quite individualistic, had a butterfly tattoo, self-engraved on the back of her hand, exuding an aura of exotic mystery.

"Here, this is your graduation gift." Cui Lan handed a beautifully wrapped gift box to Sailian.

"You can open it now, inside is a butterfly specimen I've specially prepared, very beautiful~" Cui Lan's specialty and passion were butterflies, and she had also published many papers and research related to them, earning the nickname "Butterfly Scholar" from acquaintances.

Opening the gift box in her hands, Sailian carefully lifted the lid. Inside, ten precious butterfly specimens were decorated with transparent new crystal boxes, each in different forms. The wings reflecting the light seemed to flutter lightly, astonishing those who beheld them.

"Wow, so beautiful~"

"The butterfly's wings seem to change and reflect based on different light angles."

"Just like in a fairy tale book."

Voices of praise rose all around, and then Cui Lan stood behind Sailian, cradling her head and softly reassuring her, allowing the graduation celebration to proceed smoothly.

The dim candlelight flickered, yet remained warm in memory. This was one of the rare warm memories since Sailian became an adult, without tension or pressure, happily humming songs and sharing this unforgettable night with everyone.

Yes, I must also create a race that is as beautiful and kind-hearted as in fairy tales.

That night, Sailian silently vowed before falling asleep.