"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 mention, I do not recognize it. Even if humans at that time could gain the same 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 adjustment have been sealed, resulting in a limited lifespan for individuals and the difficulty of curing some inherited diseases and defects. I understand the dangers of modifying genes, but if we continue , 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 me 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 numerous Star Domains, leading figures from all fields, and the Songstresses who represent the public will. With the Central Council's special permission to amend the Federal Constitution, it may be possible to realize your ideas." The researcher pushed up their glasses and refused Newman's proposal.
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 establishment made countless people choose to ban genetic modification, even if it meant human lifespans were limited.
As his body aged and he felt his life reaching its limits—even with various means of assistance—Newman realized he did not have much time left.
This one-time Transcendent of Sequence 7 would now have to spend most of his remaining time 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 name, Dr. Newman, this is your honor."
"A name," 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 surname be Shui."
"Her birth is to fight against the Black Sun, so let's name her 'Yianqing,' detesting the harsh sun of a clear sky, like a torrential downpour, exterminating flames."
"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 meaning. Her birth probably also represents some sort of intangible will."
"The dust-covered Sword of Genetic Compilation may gradually undo its Seal due to her emergence, 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.