"I'm sorry, Dr. Newman, your idea is very dangerous. Ever since the Federation was established, all acts of modifying the genes of the adapted have been prohibited. This is to avoid a repeat of the disaster at the beginning of the Fifth Epoch."
"As for the possibility you ntion, I do not recognize it. Even if humans at that ti could gain the sa advantages as the 'newborn species' with this technology, without the Songstress who connects everything, we would still struggle against the Black Suns. That is the greatness of the Throne of God."
"But humanity has been stagnant for nearly a thousand years. Since the end of the Fifth Epoch, all technologies related to human genetic adjustnt have been sealed, resulting in a limited lifespan for individuals and the difficulty of curing so inherited diseases and defects. I understand the dangers of modifying genes, but if we continue like this, we are certainly choking and standing still forever."
"The Federation is now safe enough and strong enough, so why can't we slowly restart these studies and find a way that can prevent the birth of Black Suns and allow humanity to continue to evolve!"
"Dr. Newman, speaking to about this is of little use, If you really want to change things, then persuade those big shots at the Central Council, those representatives from nurous Star Domains, leading figures from all fields, and the Songstresses who represent the public will. With the Central Council's special permission to and the Federal Constitution, it may be possible to realize your ideas." The researcher pushed up their glasses and refused Newman's proposal.
"I will do it."
For the next roughly 20 years, Newman campaigned for this cause, but his influence was undoubtedly like a pebble thrown into the sea, causing no response. The traditional concepts of the Federation since its establishnt made countless people choose to ban genetic modification, even if it ant human lifespans were limited.
As his body aged and he felt his life reaching its limits—even with various ans of assistance—Newman realized he did not have much ti left.
This one-ti Transcendent of Sequence 7 would now have to spend most of his remaining ti lying in a hospital bed, slowly awaiting death.
However, just when he was preparing to give up and face death with regret, fate played a joke on him once more—the sleeping girl awakened, and she was found to have the Talent of a Songstress.
This discovery shocked the entire laboratory, and then all information was sealed. After continuous analysis, discussion, and even several heated debates by the top scientists of the Federal Upper Echelon, the girl was granted freedom with the status of a Songstress.
"Since she is a Songstress, it is the manifestation of Isenisha's will. We cannot stop her Awakening and freedom."
"Give her a na, Dr. Newman, this is your honor."
"A na," the bedridden Newman thought weakly.
"Since she was found at the Shui Wing Rescue Association and she is also the legacy of the concept of the Shui Wing Rescue Association, let her surna be Shui."
"Her birth is to fight against the Black Sun, so let's na her 'Yianqing,' detesting the harsh sun of a clear sky, like a torrential downpour, exterminating flas."
"Good, now officially register this Songstress's identity, her title to be 'Feng Erguo' Shui Yianqing."
"A fruit floating in the wind, caught by a hand reached out by chance, a Songstress truly filled with legendary aning. Her birth probably also represents so sort of intangible will."
"The dust-covered Sword of Genetic Compilation may gradually undo its Seal due to her ergence, and whether it can be realized in the end will depend on her influence as a Songstress within the Federation in the future."
Having written this, the researcher slowly closed their notebook.
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