God's Vessel (IV)
He remembered that Don Imel was a trendy guy.
"Why are you...dressed in black? I'm not used to it."
The puppeteer wanted to say something, but he spat out blood expressionlessly.
...that bitch.
He still held the person in his arms, but his nerves were connected to the silk threads, commanding the puppet to chase the fleeing enemy.
He wiped the corner of his lips and replied, "Black is not noticeable."
As a puppeteer, he followed the ancient family precepts and always stayed among the puppets.
Just like a drop of water merging into the sea.
Instead of dispersing the puppets and standing up... this is totally inappropriate behavior.
They had only met a few times, twice, three times?
but……
"Is it okay if you don't treat your injury?" Li Yuebai interrupted his thoughts.
His body is already different from that of an ordinary person, so this chest injury is nothing to him.
The puppeteer shook his head and asked him, "Why were you held hostage by the people of Huanseria Ocean?"
His voice was cold and a little hoarse, as if he hadn't spoken to anyone for a long time.
He doesn't trust anyone, and no one will trust him. He only has puppets around him.
As his strength increased, he also lost his human companions.
"I..." Li Yuebai blinked.
Rost said that we should not trust others easily. In order to avoid suspicion from all parties, their cooperation only exists between them, and to the outside world -
"I don't know either." Li Yuebai said dejectedly, "Maybe it's because I am useful to someone? He lied to me and said he would send me home and took me away from the imperial capital, but in the end, we didn't go in the direction of the Li family at all..."
"It's a good thing I met you." He smiled at him, trying to get away with it.
The puppeteer didn't hear what he said clearly, but just stared at his opening and closing lips.
It seemed that since seeing him and touching him, the wooden brain began to work, and the body that had been puppetized to a certain extent gradually woke up again.
"By the way, where's Phoenix?" Li Yuebai remembered that Tang Yimeier also had a puppet that looked like a living person, with a heartbeat and even consciousness. It had offended him before.
"Phoenix...? Damaged."
"Damaged?"
Yes, his former masterpiece, Phoenix, had been damaged on the battlefield... A genius idea in the history of puppet making - a conscious puppet could be made without the soul of a living person. In other times, this might have been a groundbreaking technology that would have changed the fate of his family.
But it didn't matter anymore. He now had more living corpses and could make more firewood more easily.
No more bloody tricks.
"It doesn't matter anymore. By the way, last time..." he murmured, "I didn't make a doll that satisfied you."
"What? Oh...making dolls." Li Yuebai remembered the task.
[Character mission: Make a puppet with this character. Mission reward: The art of making a living puppet.]
The last time he competed in the Academy, he asked Don Imel to make a doll for him, but he failed to complete the task.
Later, a lot of things happened, causing him to almost forget about this mission.
"Look." The puppeteer suddenly smiled.
It was a pale, brilliant smile.
Li Yuebai suddenly fell silent.
The surroundings were so quiet that even the sounds of insects seemed to have disappeared.
Countless puppets dressed in black turned around, and no matter whether they were men or women, old or young, they all had the same pale yet brilliant smile as their puppeteer.
It looks dull and weird.
They looked straight at Li Yuebai with a pair of dark, empty eyes.
Li Yuebai took a breath of cold air.
This scene is so weird that it makes your back tingle. A second of hallucination and dead silence (?) and a horror version of escape room.
"Now, are you satisfied?" He whispered in his ear, his gentle voice like the whisper of a poisonous snake.
"You, you..." Li Yuebai suspected that this guy wanted to scare him to death.
He opened his mouth and his mind went blank.
The puppeteer supported his waist and asked him to sit up, but Li Yuebai fell even more crooked.
Li Yuebai held his hand tightly.
Although the body temperature was a little low, they were indeed a pair of living, strong hands.
Don Imel moved his fingers, but they were held tighter. The almost transparent silk thread disappeared at the fingertips.
"Why don't you look carefully?" He asked in confusion when he saw that he took a look and then buried his face in himself.
Li Yuebai paused for a moment, refusing to admit that he was frightened, so his legs were a little weak for a moment. He just said stiffly: "I don't like any of them."
He sat on him, his upper body pressed tightly against him, his hand still holding his, and if it weren't for the puppet army around him, the scene would have been almost seductive.
"…How could that be? How could I not like it?"
Tang Yimei put away his smile, and the puppets around him also changed their expressions synchronously, precisely and completely.
Hundreds of faces, not a single one was smiling.
Li Yuebai took a quick look and his legs became even weaker.
...It might be Li Yuebai's old problem. In this weird and terrifying scene, his legs were obviously weak, but he felt a slight excitement.
What an inappropriate idea.
His face flushed with embarrassment.
But some players imagine Pyramid Head in Silent Hill, Jigsaw in Saw, and Resident Evil...
Well, no, that’s getting off topic.
Anyway, he knew that the cards would not really hurt him.
*
Before the game, he was thrown into the underground garbage dump of the imperial capital. When he woke up from the stench, he felt like it was just a dream.
"What happened...?" He was entrusted by Li Jianxue to manipulate the Li family's new head and participated in a secret meeting. Then, he came out of the Li family and met...
ah.
He met destiny.
But he had come out of the ridiculous trance he'd been in that night, and he realized that he had exposed not only himself as the puppeteer, but also Phoenix.
At that time, he didn't know that Li Yuebai was Li Jianxue's younger brother, and he thought about killing him.
When his teammates were accumulating points, when he was alone.
Secretly control him with silk threads, and then let him go to a dangerous area to die without suspicion.
"I have something to talk to you about." But he approached him first.
"Hmm?" He thought about how to deal with it.
But strangely, that absurd hallucination befell him again.
It seemed as if there was a bond that tightly connected them together.
More direct and intimate than puppet thread.
It's like... an echo of fate.
He had absolutely no control.
He once again felt the illusory sweetness and strange excitement.
He is a puppeteer, but he seems to have become a puppet, allowing his master to control all his feelings.
"By the way, you were knocked unconscious by me in that place, but you still managed to catch up with the competition?" the master said in a disgusted tone.
He suddenly forgot his plan to kill and instead began to check his clothes anxiously.
Did it pick up the smell at the pollution treatment site?
"Don't think like that... I changed into new clothes." He looked down at himself and sniffed his sleeves: "No more smell, right?"
Hey, hey, does this matter? Wake up!
"Well," the master said to him, "can you do me a favor?"
Without giving it much thought, he said, "Okay."
The mouth is faster than the brain.
This was the first time he made a doll with others... and it was in a college competition where the spotlight was extremely high and his identity could be easily exposed.
In ancient family traditions, making dolls together is a way to express friendship.
He had never made such a playful doll that was only used as a gift.
"You have very skillful hands."
"Yes." In front of the camera, he said, "Because I usually design and make clothes myself."
"Can you teach me?" Li Yuebai said, "I want to join in, too."
“……”Everything is so inexplicable.
He sat on the grass and taught him how to make a puppet.
He felt his heart beating fast.
He thought about what happened that night and became inexplicably excited again.
He realized it belatedly and felt embarrassed.
"Before... I think I lost my mind." He said, "I'm sorry for offending you."
Tang Yimei, who was usually arrogant and extremely hateful, had no idea that the live broadcast of the college game was full of question marks.
"Hmm? Oh..." Li Yuebai smiled: "It's okay."
"It seems pretty good." Li Yuebai praised: "I have never done handicrafts before."
"If you like, I can make it for you every day." He was completely manipulated: "...I am quite good at handicrafts."
Make and exchange puppets together.
It is a custom for newlyweds in a puppet master family.
Wait, isn't this too fast? We just met two days ago and now we're exchanging tokens of love?
But he is the kind of person who thinks of the child’s name at first sight...Ah, they may not have children, and that doesn’t matter.
His murderous intent completely disappeared, and at the same time, a new idea was born: if he couldn't make him into a puppet, then becoming his puppet would be a good idea.
…
"How could I not like it?"
He had spent a long time choosing... but he didn't know which doll would satisfy him, so each puppet looked different.
Tall or short, fat or thin, male or female, young or old.
But not only was he not satisfied, he was even unwilling to take another look.
"That's totally wrong. It's not what I want at all!" That day, after making two dolls, his attitude suddenly changed drastically.
"Ugly." He said coldly.
Even two dolls were thrown away.
But it doesn't matter, he can give him more choices.
But ah...is he kidding him?
Li Yuebai had no idea what was going on in the other person's train of thought. He just suspected that Tang was deliberately trying to intimidate him.
My goodness, cards can’t hurt him, but they can scare him, right?
What a good and bad card. Just when he was considering summoning aura attack or using the skill [Divine Punishment Fire] again...
"I really don't like it." The puppeteer suddenly said disappointedly: "I'm sorry, I didn't make a puppet that you are satisfied with."
There were rustling sounds coming from all around, and in a place that Li Yuebai couldn't see, the puppets retreated like the tide.
"Why is your face so red? Are you sick?" The puppeteer stroked his cheek and asked worriedly.
"Who is sick?" He was just daydreaming for a while.
Countless strange gazes disappeared, and Li Yuebai finally had the strength to stand up. When the puppeteer looked up at him, he kicked him.
Ever since crossing into another world, I always feel that he has become more and more accustomed to kicking people.
The puppeteer's injured chest was attacked, and he groaned, his eyes becoming a little depressed.
He didn't know why, even though he was trying to please the object of his affection, he was treated like this.
"You!" Li Yuebai turned over and sat on him and said, "I have never seen someone like you. You have offended me again and again."
"Hmm..." His breath was choked by him sitting on it.
"You want to make a puppet that satisfies me?"
"...Yes." He looked at him without blinking.
"Then why don't you think about what I like? Have you ever asked? You just make so many ugly things for me to see."
"No... sorry. Then what kind of doll do you like?" he asked humbly.
"I like..." Li Yuebai originally wanted to say something like Ye Jian's puppet, Elvis's puppet, etc., to embarrass him. After all, according to the star rating and introduction of the cards, he might not be able to beat these people.
But a better option suddenly occurred to him.
"Think about it carefully...I like you the way you are." He said with a smile.
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