Extraordinary pedigree

Linden Street, Lane 8.

【Realistic Doll Shop】

"This is the half-finished product you want."

Po Luoqi, the charming female boss wearing a monocle, introduced. Standing in front of her was a man wearing a strange mask.

Xia Xiu, who was wearing a [Kaomoji mask], looked at the doll in front of him:

The doll is lying in an iron coffin-like coffin. The doll has exceptionally white skin. Her skin has a crystal clear luster and transparency. Under the sunlight, you can clearly see the tattoos on her arms. Veins.

However, the face of this doll was not covered with skin, and the face she showed to the outside world at this time was just a bloody facial nerve tube.

"Because it is a semi-finished product, I did not make too many adjustments to the actual parameters, and the skin distortion rate is relatively high."

Po Luoqi came to the front of the doll, then stretched out her index finger to open the doll's eye sockets, which were covered with bloodshot streaks. There were three tiny white marks carved on the lower wall.

"I placed the identification code used to identify the [artificial human] on the lower wall of the eye socket. This location is relatively hidden and cannot be noticed by ordinary people."

Polo Qi turned to look at the masked man, slightly raised her chin and said to him:

"How's it going? Does it meet your requirements?"

Although it was a question, Po Luoqi's tone was quite confident. She was always full of confidence in her works.

"very good!"

Xia Xiu looked at the puppet in front of him and was not stingy with his praise.

Anyway, if Xia Xiu had made this doll from scratch, he would definitely not have been able to create such a detailed doll, and his [Flesh Shaping Technique] was not biased towards creating such a creature full of beauty and simulation. Technology.

To be honest, although the Sarkic Cultists have the extremely powerful [Flesh Shaping Technique] like BIO, their aesthetics are more or less a bit serious. The aesthetics of most Sarkic Cultists are not the current artistic aesthetics of the people of Terra. They can appreciate it, but it is too abstract for them.

Because the old woman Cladashina is not connected to the Sarkic lineage, she is not yet a true Sarkic cultist. It is probably because of this that her aesthetic and creative abilities have not become curious.

And dolls like O'Brien cannot be said to be BIOs. That guy just killed people, extracted their souls, made them into human bodies through empty shells, and then relied on [double-thought] implants to control the dolls.

It sounds like you want to make a cake, so you go to a cake shop, buy a cake, melt the cake, and then create creations on the melted material.

That's why Polochi said that O'Brien's puppet refining was a product that put the cart before the horse.

Xia Xiu came to the coffin and carried the coffin on his back easily.

It is very light and even a child can carry this weight.

Xia Xiu glanced at the runes engraved on the coffin and quickly recognized the two magic arts engraved on it.

This coffin is inscribed with two magic arts: [Light Feather Technique] and [Deception Camouflage].

Po Luoqi is very good at business, and she seems to have put a lot of effort into protecting customer privacy and improving the convenience of wearing items.

"I will transfer the balance to your account, and I will take this doll away."

Po Luoqi's phoenix eyes looked at the masked man with deep meaning, and she said in a deep tone:

"I hope my work can truly satisfy you."

"Will do."

Xia Xiu behind the mask responded with a smile, this work will definitely satisfy people.

After paying the final payment, Xia Xiu took the semi-finished product to a temporary accommodation he rented in the abnormal community. He put the coffin in place and then opened the coffin lid.

The blond young man rolled up the white long sleeve on his right arm, and then shook his hand in the void.

"The next step is to pinch the face."

Xia Xiu's right palm covered the puppet's bloody face, and then he started to activate the [Flesh Shaping Technique]. As the technique was activated, the skin on the puppet's face began to squirm.

Soon, a delicate and elegant beautiful woman appeared on the coffin.

"The next step is cognitive shaping, character writing, and necessary backdoor tracking..."

Thirty minutes later.

The golden eyes of the blond young man revealed a deep look. He stared at the elegant woman who slowly opened her eyes and said slowly:

"Your name is: [Rachel]."

[Rachel] could only see the golden eyes like the sun in her blurred vision.

She could only hear the word [Rachel] in the blur.

"This is the authority to create life. No wonder those magicians are so obsessed with this technology..."

The blond young man muttered to himself.

"As your creator, I'm really sorry..."

Self-deprecating words slowly sounded.

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Terra Calendar 1589.11.2.

【C.C University】

C.C University is a special school specially established for members of the abnormal community in the Berlin area.

The students here all send their children to this school for necessary thaumaturgy instruction because their parents are anomalies and have no time to teach their children.

There is no genealogy network here, and none of the students here are members of the genealogy.

In the thaumaturgy training ground of C.C University.

Because the [EVE Particle Stabilization Device] needs to be loaded, the entire hot and humid thaumaturgy field is like the hottest summer noon.

There is a heat wave that distorts the air in the thaumaturgy field.

The hot temperature makes the skin become brittle and greasy. The sweat on the neck, shoulders and back is as if feathers are teasing the skin, and it is as real as mosquitoes flying around the ears. The heat is stuffy in the hair and underwear, and the soaked belt makes [Rachel] anxious

Although [Rachel] would try to use magic to cool down, occasionally the heat wave would still forcefully pour in through the gaps in the clothes, rushing towards the clothes mercilessly, violently and rudely, taking away the coldness from the body. It was as thick as mud and as hot as a fire. It was perverted and excessively invaded the girl's clothes and made close contact with her, making her covered in hot sweat.

As a transfer student, [Rachel] doesn't have many friends in C.C University, but her outstanding appearance has attracted a lot of attention to her: men's eager but reserved eyes, women's envious but reserved eyes. Be unfazed by jealousy.

This all made [Rachel] feel irritable, and she began to be in a daze in the classroom, thinking and unconsciously recalling the golden eyes that appeared in her dream.

She transferred to C.C University because of her parents. In her impression, the parents loved their children very much...

【ding ding ding——】

The bell rang for the end of get out of class, and the students quickly fled from the thaumaturgy field like wild horses, and [Rachel] also walked out.

[Rachel] was walking home as usual, but today for some unknown reason, she accidentally ran to an ice room near the university town and bought some iced mung bean paste.

The mung bean paste is placed in a small plastic bowl with a layer of plastic wrap on top.

[Rachel] opened the plastic wrap, took out a bite with the spoon provided by the merchant, and then put it in her mouth.

The sweetness is cooled from the mouth to the heart. Sip after sip, the sweet and yet not greasy milky taste lingers between the lips and teeth due to the help of tea.

She felt very happy.

However, her happiness did not last long.

The return journey was too slow and she missed the last bus home at six o'clock.

"It's all because of the thaumaturgy field..." [Rachel] took a big mouthful of mung bean paste and put it into her mouth and muttered to herself.

It was getting dark, and there were not many people around the station sign and the stop sign.

"Beautiful lady, what are you sighing for?" A gentle voice interrupted [Rachel]'s complaint, and she turned back warily.

A handsome man stood in front of her at some point, and [Rachel] noticed the man's hand with an extra knuckle than an ordinary person.

"What does this have to do with you?"

[Rachel] stepped back, and at the same time began to use the striking skills she had learned. If the man in front of her continued to harass her, she would never show mercy.

"Don't be so cold," the man curled his lips because he was asking for trouble.

"Sorry, my ride is here." [Rachel] noticed that another ride she was waiting for had arrived. Although it was not a direct bus to her home, it did stop near her home.

"No, miss, that's not your ride." The man put the index finger of his right hand to his mouth and whispered.

"What nonsense are you talking about?"

[Rachel] glared at the man angrily, then turned back to look at the bus.

Something is wrong.

[Rachel] was confused.

This... seems... not the ride she should take.

She felt as confused as a hangover, and something was bewitching her.

Don't resist.

Take it as it comes, and I will protect you.

[Rachel] saw a handsome man taking off his hat. The man smiled and bowed. At the same time, he grabbed his hair with his unusually long fingers and lifted the upper part of his head, showing the middle part. A flat and smooth cross-section divided into upper and lower parts.

"Like other beautiful girls," the man bent down and caressed [Rachel]'s cheek with his hand.

"You will also be good material."

Elian smiled and pressed the skin bag back onto his face again, and he left with his "prey" triumphantly.

What Elian didn't know was that a young man with blond hair and golden eyes was reading a newspaper not far away from him. After he left with his "prey", the blond young man put down the newspaper in his hand.

"Five days..."

"If it were two days later, I might have to give up."

Xia Xiu pressed the top hat on his head, his golden eyes staring firmly at Elian's retreating back.

"It's a very beautiful Mimu deception and facial disguise. If the other party runs away, I might not be able to recognize him when he appears in front of me in the future."

Xia Xiu activated [Presence Weakening] Memusu with all his strength, and then slowly followed behind the opponent.

Thirty minutes later.

Hohenzollern Theater.

"Tsk, this is really the situation I don't like to encounter the most. I've encountered a tough nut."

The blond young man looked at the site in front of him where there was a large-scale EVE particle suppression field and said helplessly to himself.

The salary of this graduation job is not generous enough for him to work hard.

Xia Xiu opened the mailbox skillfully, and then he began to prepare to shake people. He quickly edited the two emails and sent them out.

Internal conflicts are better handled by local governments themselves.

【Ding--】

Just after Xia Xiu finished sending the email, he received an email in his Sark mailbox. He opened the mailbox and took a look.

It was sent to him by the green-haired Bryce.

Xia Xiu exchanged mailboxes with Bryce because he entrusted him with investigating the Hohenzollern family's information. Bryce was also the first pen pal of his sensual mailbox. He usually used the heavenly mailbox to make friends. Abnormal One of the "good brothers" in the genealogy died one after another. Fortunately, Bryce did not die and also successfully obtained his mailbox.

Xia Xiu slowly read the email Bryce sent to him, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but curl up.

"I found you at last, O'Brien."

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Suplingenburg, Berlin area.

An elderly lady in her sixties, wearing a black dress and wearing reading glasses with a dignified face, was standing on the dilapidated street. The warm sunshine in early winter was shining down from the intertwined ginkgo branches and leaves.

"Charlotte, are you unwilling to use your true form even to meet the teacher?"

The vicissitudes of life on the face of Heero Nimus, the leader of the Deer Academy Magic Group, showed deep sadness.

"Teacher, long time no see."

A handsome young man of seventeen or eighteen years old, dressed in gorgeous clothes, stood on the opposite side of the street and saluted his elderly teacher.

"This is the puppet you made. It's really lifelike." Professor Nimus stared at the handsome young man and said slowly.

"Young Werther, the name of this work." Werther replied with a smile.

"You are the one who provoked the curtain conflict in Berlin. As the leader of [Red Branch], you just wantonly allowed them to do evil here. Why, do you want to repeat your grand gesture in France? The passage of life Does this make you feel happy?"

"Teacher, don't say that. Fran's "The Death of Marat" is my most outstanding work."

A cheerful smile appeared on young Werther's face, and he continued to say to the elderly teacher:

"Charlotte Corday, she is now the dream lover of many French people!"

Professor Nimus closed her eyes in pain, while her student continued to tell her.

"Teacher, you taught me."

The young Werther opened his arms and laughed loudly at his teacher:

"The best thing in life is enjoyment, and the worst thing in life is suffering."

“The goal of the deviant artist is to avoid all forms of suffering.”

Listening to the students reciting her teachings, Nimus' eyes were gradually covered with anger, and she angrily yelled at her students:

"So you became a believer of [Ether Monarch] and the divine choice of [Xin Liezhi]!!!"

“I remember saying that there are iron rules that deviant artists must abide by: self-discipline, moderation, and peace.”

Facing the teacher's familiar scolding, young Werther shook his head.

“Teacher, in pursuing shorter pleasures, you must consider whether there are other ways of obtaining greater, more lasting, or more intense pleasure.”

"Humans are not like animals in that we can plan our lives. We have the ability to engage in fun computations."

Professor Nimus no longer had any expectations for this disciple who had fallen into the devil's path. A shadow began to appear behind her, wearing a white robe and holding a book in his hand.

[Incarnation of the Lord·Epicurus]

"I have given up hope that you are no longer here. This work of yours will remain here."

[There is no need to fear God, no need to worry about death, no need to bear misfortunes, no need to seek happiness and happiness. ]

A terrifying phase space enveloped the entire street, and four strange lights appeared around [Epicurus].

"[Epicurus' Four Philosophical Medicines]..., teacher, you really go all out when you take action."

A bitter smile appeared on young Werther's face, and he could only watch quietly as the four rays of light tore his body apart.

"Teacher, the truth cannot be concealed after all, and that ridiculous curtain will be torn sooner or later..."

The four rays of light disappeared, the phase space was shattered, and the street remained the same as before, as if nothing happened just now.

Nimus looked at the fallen ginkgo branches with a sad expression.

【Ding--】

The message on the genealogy mailbox interrupted Professor Nimus' sentimentality, and she opened the mailbox to check the email.

———Graduation task progress report————

Sender: Hugh Abraham

Sent time: 1589.11.2. Evening: 18:57.

Recipient: Hero Nemus

Subject: Graduation Task Progress Report {Attachment (Location Identification+)}

Content: The mission target has appeared. I will tell the [Thirteenth Section] about the other party's information, and the [Thirteenth Section] will handle it. This graduation goal of eliminating the culprit can be considered completed.

In addition, the target seems to be connected to the president of the Hohenzollern Group, Joachim Friedrich.

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"The Hohenzollern Group..." Professor Nimus whispered with an ugly face.

She began to change her next itinerary and went directly to the Hohenzollern Theater that was shared in the email.