Chapter 572 It still has to be rudimentary alchemy.
What is the feeling of powerlessness in the face of reality? It is a feeling that both humans and dolls inevitably encounter when facing the unpredictable nature of fate.
It's like you have a nanosystem that's considered advanced by any standard in the world, puppet repair techniques inherited from the ancient Holy Spirit, computing power support from the Garden Network, and hundreds of years of practical experience. But the person lying on the platform is a patient who has merged with a dark angel. All that experience and technology combined results in the patient being shattered to pieces. The dismembered patient is still lying there blaming you, saying your nanosystem isn't sticky enough...
What's worse, at this point, the patient's family members couldn't stand it anymore and said that this technique was unreliable and that they needed something more high-tech—and before you could even think of what high-tech meant, the patient's family members pulled out a knife...
Then they started using rudimentary methods of alchemy, using blood, clay, spices, and super glue to glue the patient's arms together.
The feeling at this time is called "a sense of powerlessness in the face of reality".
What's even more frustrating is that they actually got stuck, and they're even more effective than the nanobots—Marlene had never seen such a chaotic and outrageous operation in her life. The traditional skills of the "Angel Hunters" and their gang were clearly beyond her comprehension.
She watched as Yu Sheng bled, and then the nine-tailed fox next to him poured out a lot of odds and ends from its tail, including alchemical materials, kitchen utensils, hand tools, and other items that had nothing to do with repairing dolls. She watched as Yu Sheng mixed the various materials together, his mixing methods and proportions displaying a wild imagination and unrestrained personal style. Then, she watched as those suspicious mixtures... came to life.
The clay began to breathe, the blood seeped into spices and oils, and the crackling candlelight seemed to celebrate new life. In the temporary container holding the mixture, the radiance of spirituality and vitality shone brightly.
Marlene withdrew her gaze and saw that Marys had disconnected from the nano tank. The servo assistant was staring blankly at the situation on the alloy platform. It took her a long time before she turned her head, her expression one of astonishment.
The server assistant's voice came through the mental link: "Miss Marlene... strong life response and psionic waveform detected."
“I know,” Marlene thought to herself, “Don’t interrupt, record the process.”
"clear."
Yu Sheng didn't pay attention to what Marlene and Marys were doing—he was carefully applying enchanted clay mixed with his own blood to Eileen's cracked arms and legs, watching as the mixture quickly fused with the doll's limbs, instantly staining them with the color of her skin. The cold, stiff doll's limbs gradually softened, began to warm up, and then turned blood red.
He then realized that the "primitive alchemy" method had worked.
"Oh, I'm so embarrassed," the little doll muttered to itself as it helped out, "I feel like you're some kind of pervert..."
“You were way more freakish than this when you were pushing your own head around!” Yu Sheng was busy without looking up. He only raised his eyelids after repairing one of the blonde doll’s legs. “The cracks in this leg are all repaired. All that’s left is to reset the joint. You can put it back on yourself.”
Eileen then struggled to lift her legs: "...They're quite heavy."
Yu Sheng waved his hand and then grabbed one of the blonde doll's arms—this arm had been crawling around on the platform the whole time, just like Eileen's original body, never still for a moment, and had already crawled around the edge of the platform three times in just a short while: "Stop moving around, okay? These fingers are about to break!"
The blonde doll's head on the platform let out an "oh," and only then did the arm finally quiet down.
Yu Sheng sighed and continued working.
To be honest, this feeling was indeed different from when he helped Eileen make her body before—life-sized limbs are not the same as a 66.6-centimeter doll shell, and what's more, these limbs are still alive now, but he just couldn't muster any evil thoughts. The reason for this... can only be said that the limbs crawling all over the table overwhelmed everything from an evil perspective.
Not to mention there was a blond doll head next to him, swaying left and right while muttering to itself, occasionally humming off-key songs, making a huge fuss and always pulling off some fancy tricks.
"Yu Sheng, Yu Sheng!" The blonde doll's head spoke again. With some unknown force, she swayed to the side, rolled half a circle, and then half her face was pressed against the table. "Look! I can spin with my tongue! As long as this… oh, my tongue doesn't seem long enough… Yu Sheng! I can't roll over!"
Yu Sheng's brain was boiling. He grabbed the noisy head and said, "Quiet down now! I'm going to fix the crack on your face and then touch up your makeup—you'll be disfigured if you move around, I'm telling you."
The blond head finally quieted down, and Yu Sheng breathed a slight sigh of relief before beginning the final repairs.
But then the 66.6-centimeter-tall doll, Eileen, came running over from the side: "Yu Sheng! Can this body of mine talk? Can you help me check if I've put my two hands on backwards..."
Yu Sheng: "..."
He felt a little nostalgic for the first time he sculpted a clay figure of Eileen; she looked so docile in the drawing back then—though the figure was rather flat.
"Our benefactor has worked so hard," Hu Li whispered to Luna as they watched the commotion together. "I think our house is going to be even more lively from now on."
Luna turned to look at Hu Li, then hesitated for a moment before replying, "Yes, that's right."
But in any case, Yu Sheng's final restoration work was finally completed.
He carefully filled in the cracks on Eileen's (blonde) face, gently wiped away the excess powder from her cheeks, and after making sure nothing was missed, he beckoned to the body on the platform.
Eileen controlled her headless body to sit up.
"Okay, stay in this position and don't move."
As Yu Sheng spoke, he installed the doll's head onto her body, and after confirming that the hair was not caught in the joints, he slightly adjusted the angle—the process looked like a coronation.
The ball joint made a "click" sound when it was being reset.
The blonde girl on the platform blinked, somewhat awkwardly raised her hand, held her head and turned it left and right, then lowered her head, moving her hands and feet, slowly opening and closing her fists several times.
"We still have to use the traditional methods!" she exclaimed happily, looking up in Marlene's direction. "Sister, I told you your nanobots weren't sticky..."
Marlene was no longer willing to explain: "..."
Eileen quickly jumped off the alloy platform. The feeling of regaining control of her body was completely different from the heavy, clumsy physical feedback she had experienced before. Although she didn't know how to describe it, she felt that her body had truly "come alive," even more flexible and powerful than any body she had ever had before.
She happily jumped up and down, loosening her wrists and arms, and then took a step forward.
As a result, he fell right there on the spot.
Yu Sheng, who had been watching happily from the sidelines just a moment ago, was suddenly startled. He quickly went over to help Eileen (blonde) up, frantically checking her over as he did so: "What happened? How did you fall... Did you break anything? Is your leg cracked?"
However, the blonde doll girl just smiled happily. Although she swayed a little when she stood up, she waved her arms nonchalantly and said, "It's okay, it's okay. I'm just not used to this height and the distance I can take in one step. Normally, I would have to be three people stacked on top of each other to get this view."
Once he confirmed that the guy was really alright and there was no sign of his arms and legs cracking again, Yu Sheng finally breathed a sigh of relief. While carefully releasing the other person, he reminded him, "Move slowly. Forget about getting used to it. This body has been shut down for 3,700 years. Who knows what kind of aftereffects it will have after restarting?"
"Ugh, I know, I know," Eileen waved her hand impatiently, muttering to herself as she took stiff, cautious steps forward, "She's usually so reckless, yet she's reminding others to be careful..."
Yu Sheng: "..."
Then he watched as Eileen began to slowly practice walking in the open space of the doll printing room, from taking a step that was only a dozen centimeters long, to gradually becoming bolder and taking normal steps, from spreading her arms to maintain balance, to readjusting to a normal walking posture.
She quickly familiarized herself with her body, her expression like that of an excited child.
Then she walked up to Hu Li, puffed out her chest and raised her head, meeting Hu Li's gaze: "Silly fox, look! I told you I was 1.67 meters tall! Now I'm as tall as you!"
Hu Li nodded vigorously, but quickly added, "I'm over 1.7 meters tall with my ears on."
“That doesn’t count! You can take your ear off—that’s a plug-in,” Eileen said unreasonably, waving her arms and then moving to Luna’s side. “A C-shaped buckle! Look at me now with you…”
The doll girl stopped mid-sentence, looking up at the artificial saintess who was almost two meters tall in front of her.
Luna looked down at the blonde doll without saying a word.
Eileen's momentum instantly vanished, and she backed away, saying, "You, you're wearing high heels, so this doesn't count..."
She walked around the room and was dismayed to find that she was still the shortest person in the house.
But she quickly cheered up again.
He still acted as carefree as ever.
Marlene broke the silence only after seeing that Eileen had almost adapted to the body: "Although I don't quite understand the principle behind your technology, the repair process seems to be going quite smoothly... but I still suggest that she have a check-up next."
Eileen, who was happily pacing around the room, stopped and turned to Marlene: "What kind of examination?"
“The main tasks are to confirm whether this body is stable enough, and to check whether the ‘Alice Key’ has been reconstructed,” Marlene spread her hands. “Also, we need to guide you back to the Garden Network… You haven’t forgotten about that, have you?”
Eileen blinked.
The next second her eyes lit up: "Great!"
(End of this chapter)
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