Chapter 31 Is this a puppet? This is a peptide bond!
Chapter 31 Is this a puppet? This is a peptide bond!
When looking through the new puppet's perspective, Qin Muye was completely confused.
Isn’t it said that Pu Mingzhu is Li Xingluo’s chief maid?
What's the situation with this beautiful woman in palace dress?
I put in so much effort and got through Boss Direct Hire, but in the end I got the wrong boss?
Qin Muye felt that there was something wrong with this woman's mental state. He wanted to escape, but he couldn't.
He only has two operating modes for the puppet.
One is an immersive operation, which requires the puppet to recognize its master, which is almost equivalent to a clone.
The second type is trusteeship, where the actions are completely dependent on the mind copy engraved into the spirit core, and the puppet master's command is followed. Except for the difficult operation of refining puppets, there are generally no problems with other operations.
Now the puppet has not recognized its master yet. Unless he forcibly activates the administrator privileges, he can only be on the sidelines.
Forcibly controlling the puppet to escape would have a very bad impact, so Qin Muye would not do it easily.
But what on earth does this woman want to do?
Looking at her fanatical eyes, I'm afraid she doesn't want to do anything good, right?
Under his gaze.
The beautiful woman in palace dress touched the soul core between the puppet's brows with her fingertips. The next moment, the blood melted into the soul core, and the puppet recognized its master in an instant.
Her eyes moved slightly, and the puppet picked up the hairpin on the table and put it on her smoothly.
He also picked up the tea on the table and handed it to her.
The beautiful woman in palace dress was overjoyed, but did not take any further action.
Instead, he just sat cross-legged.
Qin Muye was confused, what on earth was this woman trying to do?
The beautiful woman in palace dress turned over her right hand, and a yellow and white substance appeared in her palm.
It looks a bit like...
Human skin!?!?!?
……
At the Weapon Casting Platform, the Wooden Head had put on his hat again.
Although all the weapon refiners except the man in the bamboo hat had been eliminated, none of them left. They all waited quietly to see if the puppets refined by the man in the bamboo hat could be sold.
Gongshu Songting had already jumped off the stage and was looking at the man in the bamboo hat with lifeless eyes.
It’s no wonder that he has a fragile heart.
It’s just because, the more knowledge a person has, the more he will be in awe of the unknown.
The son he was proud of was a man of unprecedented talent. He was not even an adult yet, but his understanding of refining equipment alone surpassed that of the clan elders.
But what Gongshu Xia did was nothing more than his understanding of Gongshu's family tradition. Although he came up with many novel methods, he did not actually break through the shackles of previous knowledge.
If we really talk about attainments in refining equipment, Gongshu Xia still has a long way to go if he wants to catch up with his father.
That is why the ignorant are fearless.
There are puppets in this world that are like living things. The Nanzhao Gu puppet, the tiger demon's minions, and even some corpse-drivers with high skills can do it, but those are all puppets made from living things!
The materials for refining puppets this time are all dead objects, but he has never heard of such a method to be able to turn dead objects into living things.
Gongshu Songting never took his eyes off the man in the bamboo hat.
You don't know how to refine weapons, and seeing him is like a frog in a well looking up at the moon.
If you know how to refine weapons, seeing him is like a mayfly seeing the sky!
So, how is this done?
In a trance.
Gongshu Songting suddenly realized that the man in the bamboo hat was also looking at him, and he quickly bowed and said, "Your Excellency's methods are extraordinary, and I admire you."
A gentle laugh came from under the bamboo hat: "Master Gongshu, you are too kind. I just have some strange talent in refining puppets and I am a little luckier. On the contrary, Master Gongshu has the attainments of a master craftsman in refining tools, and your son is even more talented. He really surprised me today."
Gongshu Songting's expression eased slightly, and he smiled bitterly: "Thank you for your kindness!"
At this puppet conference, Gongshujia lost all face.
This person can be said to have saved the reputation of Gongshujia.
Gongshu Xia laughed out loud: "Brother, I will take it as a compliment from you!"
Luo Qing was waiting for the man in the bamboo hat to praise himself as well.
But I waited for a long time but nothing happened.
His face twitched. It’s okay that Gongshu Xia ignored me, but why do you ignore me too?
They are all arrogant bastards!
If you stay any longer, you will only bring humiliation upon yourself.
He snorted coldly, flicked his sleeves and left.
Unexpectedly, as soon as he squeezed out of the crowd, he saw Bai Yuji holding Qin Muye's arm, and the two of them got on the carriage together.
Luo Qing already felt chest tightness, and it became even tighter after seeing this scene.
I followed him for some unknown reason.
……
On the carriage.
Bai Yuji asked worriedly, "Are you okay?"
Just now in the private room, Qin Muye was in a very depressed mental state and hardly watched the Puppet Conference.
She took his pulse and felt that he was severely exhausted, but she didn't know where the exhaustion came from.
From a doctor's point of view, this kind of symptom with no known cause is the most dangerous, especially since Qin Muye is still in the recuperation stage.
She felt a little uneasy and didn't even have the mood to watch the puppet competition, but Qin Muye wanted to watch it.
She didn't want to disturb Qin Muye's interest. After all, Qin Muye spent most of his time at home recuperating from his illness, and shopping was just acting. He really wanted to join in the fun of the puppet conference.
In addition, she didn't want to make Qin Yanying worry, so she didn't say much. She could only wait until it was over and then take Qin Muye home.
Qin Muye rubbed his head and shook his head: "It's nothing, don't worry."
Puppet refining is a difficult operation, especially refining puppets through puppets. Just now his soul was only at the seventh level, which was indeed a bit overwhelming for him, but now it has risen to the fifth level, and he is naturally in much better spirits.
Bai Yuji glared at him and said, "How can I not worry? If something happens to you, my plan will be ruined. Don't go out for the next few days. Just stay at home and rest. Do you hear me?"
Qin Muye curled his lips: "I'm really fine. If you don't believe me, feel my pulse!" Bai Yuji naturally didn't believe it, but after taking Qin Muye's pulse with her slender fingers, she found that his heart rate was really much stable, and his eyes had regained some clarity.
She was a little confused: "Were you worried just now? Why are you so exhausted?"
"Somewhat."
"Then what are you thinking about?"
“I watched those people making puppets, and I felt that I was very similar to those puppets. I looked like a human, and could eat, drink, and move. But in fact, my arms and legs were hung with countless invisible threads, held in the hands of different people.
Some want me to go east, some want me to go west.
I never know when they will pull me in a different direction.
There's no way I'm going to end up anywhere other than scattered all over the floor."
Qin Muye spoke nonsense.
His tone was very calm, but the more so, the more depressed Bai Yuji felt, as if someone was squeezing her heart tightly.
She felt sorry for Qin Muye. She had hinted to Qin Yanying a few days ago that Qin Kaijiang indeed seldom wrote to Qin Muye.
There was a biological father in the southwest who was saved by his bone marrow donation.
There was an emperor in Kyoto who treated him as his own son or nephew.
Both of them held the silk thread in their hands, trapping him in a cage and making him unable to move.
She looked at Qin Muye and found that he was leaning against the car window with his eyes closed.
She wanted to comfort him, but she couldn't open her mouth.
Because she is also the one who holds the silk thread, she feels that she is not worthy.
Qin Muye closed his eyes and looked at the beautiful woman in palace dress warily through the vision of the new puppet.
……
"rustle……"
The human skin is withered, and in the flow of true energy, it rustles like dry leaves in the wind.
But with the infusion of true energy, the dark and dry human skin became alive again, just like flowers and plants nourished by water.
at last.
The human skin looked like it had just been peeled off a person, but only half of it was left, probably not all of it.
The beautiful woman in palace dress spread out the human skin and looked at it with great fascination. Then, with a wave of her hand, she removed the clothes on the puppet and put the human skin on the puppet.
Qin Muye: “…”
Oh shit!
What kind of pervert is this woman?
So whose skin is this?
I didn't see it clearly just now.
Fortunately, the beautiful woman in palace dress was very understanding. She actually took the puppet's hand and came to the mirror.
After seeing the person in the mirror.
Qin Muye was completely numb.
Oh boy, my dad?
The beautiful woman in palace dress embraced the puppet's waist from behind, looked at the two people in the mirror with a happy face, and murmured: "Kaijiang! I finally got you!"
Qin Muye: “???”
Because of the first-person perspective, he felt like he was being molested.
Although this beautiful woman in palace dress has a great appearance, her expression and gaze are like that of a lunatic, giving the impression of a seasoned wealthy woman playing with a young duckling who has just entered the industry.
Just one look and he, a grown man, felt humiliated.
Although Qin Muye had enjoyed watching short movies of this theme before, there were too many buffs in this scene.
Mad woman, biological father, human skin...
Fortunately, I didn't make the puppet too advanced, and only have the common sense of touch.
The most important thing is that this is a real puppet, not pretending to be awesome.
Otherwise, something very shocking will definitely happen later.
Qin Muye gave himself a thumbs up for his cleverness.
But at this moment.
A beautiful woman in palace dress came over with an exquisite box, opened the box, took out the things inside, and started sewing on the puppet.
Qin Muye: “???”
No?
You spent four thousand spirit stones just to buy a purple mood?
This puppet I worked so hard to make, you treat it as a peptide bond?
This plot is so wrong!
Qin Muye felt something was wrong with his body and quickly exited the OB system.
Then, he opened his eyes in the carriage.
Just then his eyes met Bai Yuji's.
Bai Yuji was a little anxious: "Your pulse is very agitated, the medicine you took this morning must have taken effect, but why is it so stagnant and unable to flow?"
Qin Muye: “???”
No?
Am I so harsh?
(End of this chapter)