Chapter 630 The Doll's Dream

Eileen thought Yu Sheng's idea of ​​"going through the motions" was really unreliable, because no matter how she thought about it, the most crucial part of the whole process was just the blood. She felt that whether or not the head was removed or not didn't make much of a difference. But she couldn't resist Yu Sheng's constant encouragement. After hesitating for a moment, the little doll still pulled off its head with a "pop" and handed it to Yu Sheng.

Hu Li and Luna, who were watching the commotion, were amazed by what they saw.

Well, to put it simply, one of them dares to think of anything and the other dares to do anything; that's how the top two leaders of the hostel are.

This time, Yu Sheng meticulously recreated the "sacrifice" process. Fearing there wouldn't be enough blood, he even had Luna stab him twice more, making the scene incredibly tragic.

Although the blood absorption process went smoothly, nothing happened after it was finished—Eileen's head didn't sink into a pool of blood this time either; instead, it remained on the ground blinking after the blood was absorbed.

After a while, the little doll suddenly snapped out of its daze and steered its body to the vicinity of its head: "...I don't see any growth?"

“Actually, it grew a little bit just now,” Hu Li said earnestly from the side, “about two or three centimeters? Then it immediately shrank back.”

Eileen was stunned: "...How come it's getting worse and worse each time?!"

Then, as she fumbled to pick up her head and put it back on her neck, she turned to look at Yu Sheng: "Yu Sheng, why is your blood so weak? Are you anemic? Why don't you go back and eat something to replenish your blood? You've been staying up a lot lately... Why don't you go see Xuan Che to get some medicine, or have Hu Li stew something good for you to replenish your blood?"

Yu Sheng was getting a headache listening to the little thing's babbling. Then his eyelids twitched a couple of times and he suddenly thought of something. He raised his hand to stop the little doll's chatter: "Wait, I just thought of something... Do you think it's possible that this thing has CDs?"

Eileen's babbling suddenly stopped, and she tilted her head back and blinked.

Then she drawled, "Ah—ha?"

“You showed some noticeable changes during the first test, but there was almost no reaction during the second test, which means the test was probably on the right track,” Yu Sheng said, spreading his hands. “I just finished my resurrection, so my condition is definitely fine. You’ve been lively and energetic, and your condition looks good too. So all that’s left is the ‘cool-off period’… Although we can’t rule out other complicated possibilities, I can’t think of any for now.”

“Now that you mention it, it does seem to make sense,” Eileen seemed to accept this statement easily—which might be largely due to her usual addiction to games. “So, how long will it take for this CD to load?”

"How would I know if you ask me?" Yu Sheng glanced at her. "You can feel it yourself. Didn't you say there was a feeling of 'fatigue' that kept building up? That might be your 'cooling gauge.' We can try again when you feel cool enough."

Eileen scratched her slightly messy blonde hair, reluctantly gave an "oh," and lowered her head, seemingly lost in thought. Yu Sheng, seeing this, assumed she was heartbroken and hesitated about how to comfort her. Before he could speak, the little doll suddenly looked up: "Hey, I think my CD is done. Let me have another kiss..."

Yu Sheng stared blankly at Eileen, whose every thought was written all over her face. The latter, with her head held high, looked utterly self-righteous, shameless, brazen, and proud of her shamelessness...

“Alright then, we’ll talk about it later,” Eileen knew she couldn’t fool him when she saw his reaction, so she could only sigh in frustration and climb onto him while muttering, “I was thinking I had finally found a way to restore my height in the long term, but it turns out this thing has to wait for it to cool down, tsk.”

Yu Sheng felt something was off, and after thinking for a moment, he couldn't help but remind him: "Well, even if you don't have a cooldown, you can't keep it up forever—I still have to bleed out, so at least respect my life."

Eileen thought for a moment: "...Then next time I suck, I'll use a straw?"

Yu Sheng: "..."

...

Although the process differed slightly from expectations, the testing of Eileen's new abilities was generally completed smoothly.

After the test, Yu Sheng and his group returned home.

After all that fuss, it was almost dawn, but winter nights are always exceptionally long, and it was still a long time before daybreak.

A lot happened that night, and there were still a lot of problems to deal with, but in any case, people always need to rest.

—Although there don’t seem to be many people at No. 66 Wutong Road.

When Hu Li got home, she was so sleepy that she had to climb the stairs on all fours. Yu Sheng watched as the girl went into the house and didn't even get into bed. Instead, she curled up on the carpet, wrapped herself in her big tails like a ball of fur, and started purring evenly.

Later, he couldn't stand it anymore, so he went over and went to great lengths to move the giant ball of fur onto the bed, almost getting electrocuted by the static electricity from Hu Li's body in the process.

Luna then prepared to return to the Otherworld Hotel to repair the machine—and, incidentally, to see the remains left behind by the nameless saintess.

Yu Sheng wanted to bury the nameless saintess in the valley. Although he didn't know whether the "artificial saintess" needed a funeral or what kind of funeral it should be, he thought that he couldn't leave her in that cold parking lot. So he ordered Luna and the others to bring her body back, and it is currently temporarily placed on the spaceship.

Eileen (blonde) sat on a box in the corner, lost in thought.

The little doll, as if struck by a sudden thought, looked up blankly at Yu Sheng, who was lying down: "Hey, if I grow taller, will I not be able to sleep in your room anymore?"

Yu Sheng glanced at the pile of dolls in the corner with a strange expression: "Even if you're short, you shouldn't be sleeping in my room—I just can't get rid of them!"

After thinking about it seriously for a moment, Eileen frankly admitted, "That's true."

Then she arranged for her four bodies to crawl into the box in the corner, leaving only her blonde body to leisurely climb onto the bed, nuzzle against Yu Sheng's pillow a couple of times, and then let out a soft snoring sound.

She fell asleep almost instantly.

In the darkness, Yu Sheng looked at the doll curled up in a small ball on the bed with a mixture of amusement and exasperation. He wanted to say something, but after a moment, he also sank into a hazy dream.

Eileen had a dream.

In fact, she didn't know if she was dreaming or not—as a doll with the ability to travel through dreams, her feelings about "dreams" were always different from others. To her, the dreams of ordinary people were like a strange, fragmented stage play that could be easily seen through. The dream creator herself could hardly perceive the boundaries of the dream, but she could always clearly travel through the paths between those illusions and memories. She... rarely felt "drowsy" in her dreams.

But this time, she felt dizzy and lightheaded.

The surroundings seemed to be filled with undulating mist, and the space itself seemed to exhibit a strange "fluidity" like the mist. Her consciousness drifted in this flowing space, occasionally hearing some sounds from somewhere and occasionally seeing some lights cast from afar.

But she wasn't afraid; on the contrary, she found the feeling of "floating" quite interesting, a kind of... mental relaxation.

So she floated happily, occasionally reaching out to poke at the light and shadows cast from afar.

There was a voice in the darkness; at first, it was a kind female voice—

"Protect yourself, and if you can't win, run..."

Ah, that voice sounds familiar?

Eileen paused for a moment, then heard the voice coming from another direction:

"...It seems to be running normally...Should we add some more compatibility features?"

Then a very authoritative voice rang out from the side: "Yes, I'll take charge of this part. Compatibility must be maximized—after all, it's an experimental model, and we need to leave room for future expansion."

"Ah, then I'll connect to the garden network first and see if the debug mode works..."

Those indistinct sounds drifted away.

Eileen was puzzled for a moment in the chaos, but was soon drawn to another beam of light that drifted by from the side.

She floated over happily and saw a tall figure seemingly emerging from the beam of light—it looked like a woman, very, very tall, perhaps even as tall as a C-shaped button. Eileen couldn't see her face clearly, but she felt that the other person was kind and friendly.

She also heard a sound coming from the darkness, as if it were right next to her ear—

"...They said your driver wasn't written well, so you need to learn some things yourself, which will help you adapt..."

"...I'll teach you how to use your body. Come on, let's go for a run together."

"After that, we'll learn combat. I'll teach you a few moves..."

The light and shadow shifted, and the sounds around her came in fits and starts. Eileen felt some blurry images slipping through the edges of her memory, and then she heard the woman speak again beside her ear—

"I only learned one move... Oh well, it's the best move anyway."

"Come on, this is attack, this is defense, this is the captain of the Lost Home—"

"You jump up and hit him on the head... It's okay, the captain won't be angry, it's just practice."

"Remember, the 'jumping slash' is very useful. It's a powerful decapitation technique. When you use it, aim for the enemy's head, be aggressive, and don't overthink it, just keep slashing... Of course, you can also use the 'knock' technique with your weapon."

Eileen slowly walked through the swirling light and shadow, then turned to look at the chaotic, flowing mist. The dream had left her drowsy and unable to think clearly, but a question still instinctively popped into her head—a leaping strike? A decapitation technique?

Isn't this move meant for tapping knees and toes?

But after a few seconds of confusion, another glimmer of light drifted from behind her, and she heard a new sound in the darkness.

The voice sounded young and carefree—

"I heard that the driver isn't working properly, right? And you don't know how to talk very well either?"

"The captain said I'm usually too noisy and idle all day, so he sent me to keep you company..."

"Name? My name is Sherry—by the way, why do you look a little silly?"

"Hey, it's okay. I'll have Ah Gou tutor you in your studies later..."

(End of this chapter)