From the first time he acted under the name of Li Hua, to now when the fourth alias has been jumping around happily in the Biluo organization, this is the first time that Yun Jian has faced the fear of his alias being in danger.
He tried hard to control his heartbeat and keep his voice steady: "One soul, multiple bodies? What does this term mean?"
In fact, he did not conceal his emotions well. It was just that a cat's body was hard to control. His standing furry tail and suddenly contracted pupils had already exposed his inner thoughts. If it was the swordsman or Luo Bozi in front of him, they would surely see at a glance that his words did not match his heart. If they dug deeper, he might not be able to keep his identity as an undercover agent.
Fortunately, the puppeteer didn't pay any attention to it. His mind was not even on the cat. He just smiled and touched the bald red head of the tumbler that appeared from nowhere in his arms.
"Of course it means literally, one soul, occupying several bodies," he answered casually. "Who can be more reliable than oneself? I have seen one who has thousands of bodies and constitutes a race by himself."
Woody pretended to be curious: "That sounds interesting. Does such a powerful ability have no side effects?"
"Of course there is."
The puppeteer yawned.
"If a person's soul is divided into several parts, if the control is insufficient, over time, they may fight against each other, with several souls competing for the position of the main soul. In the end, it would be fine if they were suppressed and swallowed, but if one of the souls dissipated, it would be a huge mental damage that could not be healed for that person."
Wodi asked himself honestly, there was nothing wrong with his understanding of himself. Even if he did not share the memory with his original body, he knew clearly who he was. It was impossible for him to refuse to merge the memory and snatch the main soul.
...
...
He couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief and silently gave himself a thumbs up in his heart.
[Nonsense, what's the point of you trying to seize the position of the main soul? Is it so that you can study and do homework openly? ]
The cat toy suddenly started to complain, and halfway through he couldn't help laughing out loud.
[If you like doing exercises so much, I don't mind helping you get a few sets of Five-Three and doing one every day.]
Woody was so angry that his tail was raised, but the puppeteer was right in front of him and he couldn't be distracted by the quarrel with the cat toy. He had to stretch his head and sharpen his claws, preparing to settle the score with a toy that loved to sabotage when he returned.
Seeing that the kitten didn't say anything for a long time, the puppeteer raised an eyebrow and finally shifted his attention from the tumbler to the cat: "Why, you don't want to learn?"
Woody hesitated for a moment and shook his head honestly.
He was actually very interested and hoped to get more information about the vest from a master of the puppeteer's level, but this kind of spell that touched the soul must begin with a soul examination, and his body could not withstand that level of exploration.
Compared with the information, the undercover identity is obviously more important.
"Forget it then. Since you don't like it, it seems that the fragments of the Cat God should be gathered together." The puppeteer laughed carefreely, shook his head, and sighed, "Well, if I really teach you, the swordsman will probably come to fight me to the death."
Wodi's eyes flickered slightly, and he shook his tail subconsciously.
Perhaps the puppeteer thought that he didn't understand what he meant, so he said a few more words in front of him, but he had already come into contact with many fragments of the Cat God and had split into several aliases, so he could naturally hear that the puppeteer seemed to want him to disperse the fragments of the Cat God through the method of one soul and multiple bodies.
So the Sword Master hoped that he could absorb all the fragments of the Cat God, but the Puppet Master gave him the idea of separating the fragments of the Cat God - what exactly is the relationship between the Cat God fragments and them?
The leopard cat was confused for a moment.
However, the puppeteer didn't seem to plan to say more. He yawned and spoke lazily: "Since you are not interested in one soul and multiple bodies, why not try another method - similar to one soul and multiple bodies, but without linking souls and memories, you only need to use mental power to control it - this fighting method requires extremely fine mental power, it's hard to say which one is more difficult."
Woody looked up and listened with his eyes wide open, like the most well-behaved student.
"It's not that I won't teach you the first two puppetry techniques," the puppeteer continued, "but restraining living things doesn't require you to do anything, a sword master can handle it. To make a dead object, you need ten years of hard work every day. Making, polishing, and attaching spirits are all extremely difficult and require a lot of elixirs. Well, I don't have that much time to teach you."
"Besides, even if I teach you, what's the point if you learn it? The puppeteer army that has been formed over hundreds of years may not be as powerful as the elite team that your Heavenly Palace uses as combat consumables."
There was deep disdain in his tone, not towards the puppet, but towards the battle itself. Woody could even see deep fatigue and hatred on his face.
The leopard cat sat quietly, gently wagging the tip of its tail as the sedan swayed, without interrupting the puppeteer's narration.
"As for what I'm going to teach you, it's a kind of shapeshifting puppet. Hiss, it's difficult to explain in detail. Let me make an analogy. Have you read Journey to the West?"
Woody nodded: "I saw it on the TV in the cat cafe."
"You should know that Sun Wukong plucked out his own hair and turned into a bunch of monkeys." The puppeteer stretched out a finger and tapped the tumbler's head. The tumbler made a popping sound and instantly turned into dozens of small tumblers. "It's probably like this, except that you plucked out hair and turned into a cat."
Woody: “Wow.”
It does sound like a useful spell.
He could already imagine himself transforming into a group of cats that rushed forward, howling, and then blending in with the cats to launch a sneak attack.
Seeing that the cat was interested, the puppeteer smiled with satisfaction, opened his storage space, searched for a while, took out a few thick books, and stuffed them in front of the cat.
Wodi looked at these books that were taller than him, and his ears were so shocked that they became airplane ears. Before he could ask, the puppeteer grabbed the back of the neck and lifted him up. He said without question: "Okay, go find Shitou Xiaoqi and ask him to arrange a place for you to live. Don't disturb me before you finish reading these books. I'm very busy."
The puppet carrying the sedan chair outside poked its head in.
The puppet's eyes were sunken, with the whites of its eyeballs rolling around. The corners of its mouth and eyes were connected by iron buckles, making it look extremely strange.
"The puppet master is very busy," the puppet repeated in a flat voice, and fumbled to take out a wooden board from his pocket, which was the same one that Woody had seen at dinner earlier. "You see, he is very busy."
Wodi looked closely and saw a few lines of big, crooked words written on the wooden board: Eat, Sleep, and Swing.
He gave a dry laugh and silently put the books into his own hidden space. Just as he had packed them up, he was rudely thrown out of the sedan by the puppeteer. The books rolled several times in the air before landing safely on the ground.
He stood at attention and was about to turn around to ask which way he should go, but when he turned around he found that the sedan chair the puppeteer was riding in had disappeared, and he was left in the corridor, unable to tell the directions.
"This is too miserable for me," he poked the cat toy in his mind, half complaining and half jokingly exaggerating, "But I have realized that there is no need to pretend to be an innocent little white flower in front of the puppet master. Not only does he not care, he doesn't like cats at all."
[If you were made of wood, he might be interested.]
The cat toy was grinning. It always praised cats without thinking, but it accepted well the fact that some people didn't like cats.
[Let's go and find that Stone Xiaoqi first. From the name, I think he is a puppet made of stone. In any case, the spell the puppeteer said is really attractive and worth your time to learn.]
"It is indeed the puppetry that suits me best at the moment," Wodi agreed. "And I just glanced at the names of those books and they seem to contain a lot of content related to one soul and multiple bodies. I should study them carefully."
[That’s true. After all, the Cat God never used a vest. He occasionally used his power incarnation a few times, but he threw it away after use. My understanding of vests is basically obtained from the Hellhound—but the Hellhound has lost his mind and his power has been greatly weakened. His one soul and multiple bodies are not representative.]
Cat Toys also supports Wodi to learn more about these. It originally proposed to open a vest, which was largely a stopgap measure, and originally only intended to open a vest and be done with it. No one expected that these vests would appear one after another like the gourd dolls looking for their grandfather. Now that things have come to this, it is time to take its possible disadvantages seriously.
[But you can rest assured, as long as you are not mentally schizophrenic to the point of killing each other, there will be no major problems. I can definitely help you keep your soul and strength. So the most important thing is to learn the art of plucking hair and turning into a cat. This art is very useful, whether it is for fighting, being a substitute, or gathering information.]
Wodi nodded with full fighting spirit, and even walked with his head held high, wishing he could go back and study for three days without sleep.
As a high school student, I can even learn math and physics, so this shouldn’t be a piece of cake for me!
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"I don't want to learn anymore, woo woo woo."
Curled up in the cat bed, Wodi bit his tail, with his ears turned into tearful cat head.
[……]
Cat Toy hesitated to speak.
[What about the three days of sleepless and non-stop study?]
It's only been a day and a half!
The poor ocelot stretched out its paw, with the pad facing upward, and pointed at the round mirror beside the desk: "Look for yourself!"
There was a large missing piece on the edge of the originally fluffy cat ear, revealing the tender pink skin inside.
"Who knew I would have to pluck so much cat hair to learn this!"
If he continues at this rate, he will turn into an ugly little bald cat before he even learns any spells!
[It's okay, don't worry, it'll be fine.]
Cat toys comfort him.
"Really?" The ocelot said pitifully, "Will I become the ugliest cat in the vest?"
Even Daju, who had his hair shaved, has grown back into a chubby little cutie!
[You have to think positively.]
Cat toy spread claws.
[It just so happens that leopard cats and hairless cats have similar body shapes. If you pluck out all the hair and go cosplay as a hairless cat, your value will instantly double!]
Woody: “!”
He doesn't want to be a hairless cat!
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