Star Iron: I, who forged my own armor by hand, ascended to the cycle of reincarnation.

Without a strong foundation of biological knowledge, reckless actions would only create more trouble. He didn't want Dust Calamity to follow in the footsteps of those others; he was old, and Grammer wouldn't allow such turmoil to occur.

The AR-'s petri dish shattered first. This cyborg was also a girl. The insect wing marks on her face began to fade, and her expression was dazed, but soon her eyes began to look somewhat empty.

He walked straight to the side, picked up the uniform representing genetically modified humans, put it on, and left in one direction without looking back.

"Every newly born cyborg needs to attend the Queen's speech. The Queen gives a speech every day. I believe you will continue to do your job well, Dust Tribulation."

After explaining the cyborgs' behavior to Dustfall, Lirei left as usual.

As Lire left, he was completely unaware that Dust Calamity had been affected by his departure; his eyebrows slightly curved in disbelief.

"As I've said before, I really like this way of getting along."

Click

Dust Tribulation was drawn by the noise, and cracks began to appear in the petri dish in front of him. The next second, the petri dish shattered, revealing AR- staring at him in confusion.

She then reached out with both hands, trying to grab the edge of the broken petri dish.

Dust Calamity narrowed his eyes, strode forward, pressed his right hand against the girl's chest, gently pushed her back into the petri dish, then grabbed a piece of clothing from the side and threw it in.

The other person looked at him with suspicion at first, then their gaze changed to the same as AR's earlier. After putting on their clothes, they silently left.

Dust Tribulation silently adjusted his glasses, his eyes calm as still water, and began working on the creation of the next android.

In the shadows, Lire silently nodded as he watched Dustfall's actions unfold, then departed with a satisfied expression.

Dust's actions were permitted for the researchers who created the first androids. Androids are not inherently a moral issue, so some initial sympathy is understandable.

However, as time goes by and the amount increases, this sympathy will gradually fade away, and this is the normal situation.

[Given that the host has completed Phase Two of the task, we are now providing options for the final outcome of the task.]

[Direction 1: Space-Time]

[Direction Two: Reincarnation]

Dust Calamity's pupils contracted slightly, and his hands, which were operating the device, paused for a moment before returning to normal.

With his brain super-amplified by the system, he seemed to have guessed the system's purpose.

After a slight hesitation, Chen Jie made his decision.

"Choose Path Two: Reincarnation"

[Moving Towards Template Two - Loading Begins]

[Rewards for Choosing Option Two Begin to be Distributed; Rewards for Choosing Option Two Have Been Distributed]

[Phase 3 Mission Unlocked]

Phase Three Mission: Steal the Power of Preservation

[Reward for Mission 3: Full-purity Tsuchikage Village bloodline, Tsuchikage Stone]

Dust Tribulation casts a big question mark

Stealing the power of preservation? How to steal it? Where to steal it? From what? From the Amber King?

Unable to come up with a solution, Chen Jie decided to temporarily put that aside and instead began focusing on creating genetically modified humans, though he would conduct some private experiments during the process.

For example, how do you complete that string of genetic code and then make it into an injection?

He has made significant contributions to armor research, but his expertise in biology remains purely theoretical. However, this presents a valuable opportunity for experimentation, which he must seize.

These past few days, Chen Jie has remained here, and his plan has begun to make some negligible progress.

Biological genetics and armor manufacturing are completely different things; the former is several times, even tens of times, more difficult than the latter, and the exact number of tribulations required is uncertain.

But precisely because of this, one has to admit that the old man named Lire is a real talent.

"Hello, it's nice to see you again. I'm AR-."

"Ok?"

Dust Calamity, who was operating the lab bench, paused slightly, then turned to see a silver-haired girl looking at him with a charming gaze.

"You don't need to introduce yourself. I know who you are and your code name. Is there anything I need to do here?"

After saying that, Chen Jie turned around and continued with his work.

Only a fool would dare to reveal the buried truth and the impending future.

All he can do right now is prepare everything in secret. The reason is quite simple: firstly, he doesn't have the power to overturn the table, at least not yet.

Theory: He possesses immense power within him; although it cannot be used simultaneously, each individual ability is formidable.

The reality is: he's only ever killed chickens, ducks, and fish. He's only ever seen the mutilated corpses of real stinging insects in the lab—disgusting and grotesque. Plus, he already knows too many secrets; he won't be allowed to leave the experimental base.

Conclusion: With zero practical combat experience, he probably couldn't even accurately kill insects; forcing a breakout would essentially be a dead end.

AR looked somewhat bewildered at Chen Jie's retreating figure. "I'm about to go for special training. My senior said the training wouldn't last long, but after it ends, I'll be heading to the battlefield. I felt I should come and say goodbye."

At the very least, I want to know your name.

"Ok?"

At this moment, Chen Jie was somewhat surprised. His work with the genetically modified humans over the past few days had made it clear to him that these modified humans actually possessed their own thoughts.

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Immediately after birth, they are forcibly controlled by the Queen to listen to speeches and have their minds imprinted. After that, everything is not much different from that of normal people, but after being brainwashed, they live for the Queen, not for themselves.

That so-called speech, to put it nicely, was called "ideological imprinting," but to put it bluntly, it was forced brainwashing—brainwashing with the primary mission of protecting the Queen and Grammer.

But the girl coming to say goodbye and asking his name was something Chen Jie had never expected.

He stopped what he was doing, put his hands in the pockets of his white coat, turned around, and silently looked at the other person.

Unlike the creation of Molten Knights, genetically modified humans do not require wearing protective suits.

"My code name is 63, you can call me Researcher Number 63."

AR's eyes were clearly filled with disappointment upon receiving this reply; it was obviously not the answer she had expected.

"Did you also come out of this big jar like us?"

This answer surprised Chen Jie somewhat. He glanced back at the petri dish that was still working and couldn't help but chuckle softly.

"Did it come out of this big jar? No."

"Alphs Dust, my name"

Upon receiving the reply, the girl's eyes shone brightly. "Alphs Dust? As expected, the seniors were right, your names aren't just numbers and letters, and they're quite long too."

The light and smile in the girl's eyes felt familiar to Chen Jie. "Do you want a name?"

"Name?" The girl was surprised, her eyes filled with shock, and she even looked around in a slightly panicked manner.

This scene added a touch of spice to the otherwise monotonous mundane world.

"Of course, how about Firefly? Your name."

"Fireflies? That sounds nice, thank you."

Seeing the girl's happy smile, Chen Jie fell silent.

He saw no signs of inhumanity in Liu Ying; she possessed emotions and desires just like a human, and knew joy, anger, sorrow, and happiness.

A mere name could bring a satisfied smile to her face, yet she would also feel disappointed simply because she had initially uttered a code name instead of a name.

Chapter 7 Dreamland

It wasn't just fireflies; in fact, over the past few days, other created beings have also returned to see their creators and ask for their names. The lucky ones received a cold, numerical designation, while the unlucky ones weren't even acknowledged.

Like fireflies, they also have emotions, they show expressions of disappointment, and finally force a smile as they say goodbye and leave.

In a sense, androids are also human; they are created using human genes as a basis. However, Grammer's genetically modified humans also incorporated a true worm gene.

There shouldn't be any discrimination, since it's unlikely that the departed androids will ever return, as most of them will die on the battlefield.

For the androids, this farewell is most likely the last, and the last time they will meet.

"Alphs Dust, why aren't you saying anything?"

Seeing that Chen Jie was motionless and seemingly doing nothing, the more lively Liu Ying stepped forward and waved her hand in front of him.

This was also taught to her by a senior colleague.

"Hmm? Nothing, just thinking about something. You're going to special training, right?"

Coming to his senses, Chen Jie adjusted his glasses. "Wait here for a moment, I'll go get something for you."

After speaking, Dust Calamity turned and left, just like Liley had done before, but it was also different from Liley's actions.

His tone carried an unquestionable air.

"Something? Is it a gift? Would Dust Tribulation send me a gift?"

At that moment, Firefly was as happy as a child who had succeeded in an exam and was about to receive a reward.

After the speech that day, a group of seniors imparted some basic knowledge to them.

This also includes the point that if you learn the name of your creator when you leave, and the other person asks you to wait a moment before departing on their own, they are very likely preparing a gift for you.

Clearly, Dust was unaware of this; not all researchers are so heartless, and not all androids will come to say goodbye.

Back in his laboratory, Dust Tribulation skillfully operated the control panel. A gap appeared in the wall, and a mechanical arm emerged, gripping a necklace.

The rope was pale green, and tied to it was a small, hexagonal, rhomboid, fluorescent green crystal.

This is the molten ore from back then, which he purified and concentrated into what it is now—a beautiful necklace.

It can be considered a gift he started preparing for Liu Ying a year ago.

When he returned to the petri dish area with the necklace, Firefly looked anxious, like a child who couldn't find his parents, looking around anxiously.

Indeed, it was a baby who was only a few days old.

When the dust came into her view, her anxiety vanished, and a smile returned.

Dust Tribulation understood that genetically modified humans were far more pure than humans, possessing many virtues that humans had lost. However, after listening to the speech, they were labeled as mere tools.

"So beautiful, what is this?"

"A necklace, a necklace that suits you perfectly, I hope you like it."