Chapter 125
After returning from the Doll Maker Association, Yun Jinchu took the box to the manufacturing room.
She sat on the chair, looking down at the gray-black heart in her hand, while the light screen next to her showed an image of another scarlet heart.
The attendant said that the little prince called this stone "Crystal Source".
So, do crystal sources of different colors represent different things?
What different impacts and changes will they have on the puppets?
The system squatted on the protective shield and looked at the crystal source which was obviously not of particularly good quality.
In the previous round, Yun Jinchu put this gray-black crystal source into the chest cavity of the little puppet Yun Mian, so Yun Mian had the ability to make poison and killed her silently.
In this round, the host is still just a lifeless puppet lying on the production table and cannot have any influence on the plot, so if nothing unexpected happens, Yun Jinchu will definitely put this crystal source into Yun Mian's chest cavity in order to wake it up.
If you only look at what happened in the previous week, everyone would probably think that Yun Jinchu made these decisions without any preparation and then walked towards death step by step.
But when Yun Jinchu came back with the crystal source this time, the system found that it was not as imagined.
She was not ecstatic, nor was she impatient to embed the crystal source into Yunmian's chest cavity right away.
Yun Jinchu once again locked himself in the manufacturing room. This time he was no longer making dolls, but instead used a lot of tools to test and analyze the crystal source.
But the results were not satisfactory.
The machine cannot scan the specific material of this crystal source. It looks like a crystal or stone, but in fact it is more like a flowing substance wrapped in a solid membrane.
Before Yun Jinchu found another crystal source, she did not dare to break this crystal source for research. Therefore, the data she had was not enough to support her analysis of what effect this crystal source of different colors would have on the puppet.
There is no doubt that the doll will have real life because of the embedding of this crystal source, just like the heart that is essential to humans.
Perhaps when the little prince Mia gave her the crystal source as a thank-you gift, he knew that she would not be able to research anything useful.
Yun Jinchu looked at the crystal source, but his mind unconsciously recalled the brief communication between him and the president of the association when he first learned that the royal family had regarded a doll as a prince.
She always believed that living dolls had their own personalities, joys, sorrows, anger and happiness just like humans, so she didn't think that the doll that could crawl out of the abandoned garbage dump was really as harmless and docile as they said.
But for some reason, after listening to her guess, the 67-year-old president looked at her with a condescending look, shook his head and said with a smile: "You don't understand. Dolls are always dolls. Even if they can run and jump and have the same life as us, so what? They are what we are willing to give them."
"Dolls are not scary. On the contrary, they are the most obedient toys. The real power of control is always in the hands of humans."
"..." Yun Jinchu turned his head to look at the little black-haired doll lying quietly on the workbench. After pondering for a moment, he slowly approached it holding the gray-black crystal source.
The protective shield was removed.
The hollow chest cavity of the doll was opened little by little, revealing the neatly organized internal filling material.
The system squatted on the side, counting Yun Jinchu's breathing, which had unconsciously become lighter and slower, and sensed the other party's nervousness and determination at the moment.
She decided to put this crystal source with unknown influence into the chest cavity of the little doll, so that it could become the heart that brought it back to life.
"As long as you can survive." Yun Jinchu lowered his head and closed his chest neatly, his voice still calm: "No matter whether the result is good or bad, I will accept it."
When the system, which was nervously waiting for the host to wake up, heard her mumbling, the whole ball trembled.
So in the first week, the host mother actually knew that the heart was not good, but she still did it in order to wake Yunmian up?
She had obviously been prepared for this.
Maybe he even anticipated his own death...
But she did it anyway.
For two whole weeks, her decision did not change.
The system suddenly felt a little sad for Mianmian and her mother from last week.
Being killed by the puppet that I put all my efforts into making...
"Mianmian, wake up quickly. We must not let something like that happen again this week!!"
The system stood up, feeling the energy in the crystal source begin to flow slowly in the host's body. It flew nervously into the air, and together with Yun Jinchu beside it, quietly waited for the moment when the little doll opened its eyes.
As the dollmaker and the system waited and expected, the black-haired doll's long eyelashes trembled slightly, and it slowly opened its eyes. The pure black pupils reflected the bright lights above, but it did not feel the glare. It just turned its head slowly and stiffly when it keenly heard the breathing sound.
Yunmian felt as if she had had a very long sleep.
A long time passed in the dream. At the beginning, the dream was pure black and she could not see anything, but later on, there were many more colors.
It is the color of kneeling at the feet of the nobles with blood on his face.
It was a color that was made by the doll artist and then sold at a price before I could even feel happy about it.
He was imprisoned in a cage, with his entire body being stretched out with a thin stick and the prices being shouted out like an auction.
It is the color of having the body smashed, the soul shattered, and buried in a scorching fire.
There were too many colors and they were too messy, and the emotions were too strong and too complicated, which dispersed her tender and young love and covered up the memories that should have existed in her soul.
The little doll stared at the human quietly. It knew that it was able to wake up because of this doll maker.
Newly-born dolls will have a special emotional bond with their makers, and they can sense it.
But the clamoring voice in its soul told it, no, no, it was the enemy.
Every human being is an enemy.
You have to disguise, wait, and kill them at the best moment.
The little doll blinked and slowly sat up from the workbench.
The system keenly sensed that something was wrong and had already hidden in a corner where the puppet could not see it. It did not make a sound to alarm the puppet, but instead hid as much as possible.
Because the moment the puppet opened its eyes and woke up, its own early warning device started beeping like crazy, and every sharp and piercing alarm was reminding it that the danger level of this puppet was definitely far beyond expectations.
In contrast to the system's actions, the doll master stepped forward and slowly lifted up the doll, helping it to sit up steadily.
The little doll sensed the slightly warm temperature coming from her fingers, and its own slender white fingers moved as well, rising stiffly a little bit and gently touching its own cheek.
There is no temperature, the temperature of the puppet's entire body is the same.
Seeing its ignorant movements, Yun Jinchu's cold expression softened a little, and he said in a warm voice: "Dolls also have their own body temperature, but you just can't feel it."
She was comforting it.
The little doll raised its face, and after seeing the faint smile in the dollmaker's eyes, it slowly stretched out its hand towards her, tilted its head and stared at her quietly.
Like waiting for something.
Yun Jinchu was no longer as cold and distant as he was to Miya. The moment the little doll reached out to look at him, he picked it up from the cold workbench.
Afterwards, she held the quiet little doll and put on the shoes she had prepared in advance for it. She then took a comb and carefully combed the little doll's long black hair that fell to its waist.
When Yun Jinchu did these things, the little doll's eyes were always staring at her neck. In the system's fearful tension, it did not bite it or try to break and pierce it with its fingers.
When the dollmaker dressed it and gently placed it on the ground, the little doll quietly withdrew its gaze.
Immediately afterwards, the top of his head was gently rubbed by the doll artist.
"Mianmian, try walking on your own. If you feel any discomfort, tell me now."
Her usually cold voice now had a hint of tenderness when she spoke to it.
The little doll looked up at her. Instead of walking, it tried to open its mouth and uttered some inaccurate syllables: "Mian, Mian?"
The voice of the little puppet is tender, with the softness unique to children. The unconsciously drawn-out tail tone sways gently in people's hearts like a little flower. Even the system has to admit that the host in his childhood is incredibly cute no matter from which angle you look at it.
Yun Jinchu half-knelt in front of the doll, and when his eyes were level with it, he said in a gentle voice: "My name is Yun Jinchu, and your name is Yunmian, the Mian of cotton candy."
"Once you learn to use your body fluently, I will take you to the Dollsmith Association to form a relationship with you. Then you will be my daughter, so you can call me... Mom from now on."
There was unconscious expectation in her eyes.
But the little doll did not repeat the last word that she had emphasized.
It just looked down at its fingers that were bending and stretching out little by little, raised its arm, tried to walk a few steps to the side, and then retreated little by little.
Anyone can see that this newborn doll is gradually experimenting with the use of its own body.
Yun Jinchu hid his momentary disappointment, stood up and quietly watched the little doll use its body clumsily to perform various movements.
I changed the title of the book on a whim when I was sick. Please don't mind, my dears.
Then today there will be extra updates that were missed due to yesterday's leave.
Thanks to the little angel who cast the mine:
An ordinary convert relies on 4;
1 pomelo, 1 tidbit;
Thanks to the little angel who irrigated the nutrient solution:
The dog that took the wrong medicine 43 bottles;
36 bottles of butter;
Beloved Fairy, Miss Crow 30 bottles;
20 bottles of See the Good and Equal the Good, Xixi;
12 bottles of Jiaoyan protein;
emmmmm, Leyi, Gentle Day 10 bottles;
6 bottles of fish prawns;
5 bottles of strong liquor for betrothal;
2 bottles of Jing and Canyuezi;
32667567, Hurricane Jack-O'-Lantern, 17 1 bottle;
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