Chapter 467: Constructing a Puppet

Chapter 467: Constructing a Puppet

Chapter 467: Constructing a "Puppet"

He just acts a little like a "student" in front of the class teacher -040, but to be able to come in as a class teacher, his qualities in other aspects are naturally up to standard. Although he is indecisive at times, he can still distinguish the situation clearly.

At this moment, Zhao Lingxiao was absorbing pollution at a speed visible to the naked eye - this was the consequence of not listening to Lin Yi's advice.

It's not something he can easily save.

As a class teacher, he also clearly knew the consequences of doing so.

If a being can withstand such a level of pollution, then it must have a place in the extraordinary path, and vice versa, it must also have a place in the extraordinary inhuman path.

As for whether or not she will be a human being in the future, or whether or not she can be a human being, she has decided not to do so now.

……

At this time, Zhao Lingxiao was already deeply immersed in the act of staring into the abyss. Her eyes were dazed, and there was a flickering light in them like a spark, sometimes flashing with a trace of desire, and sometimes becoming pious and reverent...

And the endless abyss and darkness were also dotted with strange colors in her eyes. What she saw was no longer the vague outline of a human figure, but a small room, a stove, a thin figure holding a hammer, and the red-hot iron-like iron block and the sound of the hammer hitting it again and again.

“Ding! Ding! Ding…”

……

At this time, Lin Yi had no idea that the layer had been distorted and mutated, nor was he aware of the fleeting episode in the outside world.

He was still hacking at the spine in earnest.

As he continued to chop, when he chopped to a certain extent, some of the joints on the spine suddenly began to disassemble on their own, and some scattered bone spurs fell off with a "crackling" sound, as if the backbone had been pulled out.

Lin Yi was like a craftsman who was creating an intangible cultural heritage. He cut off the deformed bones and then carefully polished every key bone.

After he had sorted out most of the bones, he put them together, picked up one of the bones, dipped it in some extraordinary substance like paste, and began to glue the bones together like playing with a hot glue gun.

He glued the basic bone frame together bit by bit. Just building the skeleton consumed more than half of the extraordinary matter in the vessel. Even the slightly rusty bottom basin was faintly visible under the extraordinary matter.

Lin Yi noticed that there seemed to be some kind of pattern engraved on the bottom of the vessel, and he didn't know whether it was rust or secret patterns.

But he just glanced at it and continued to build the skeleton.

After building the skeleton, he did not rush to fill it with flesh and blood. Instead, he took two steps back and looked at the skeleton in front of him, as if he was reviewing one of his few handicrafts.

This skeleton as a whole is quite cult. When the bones in various parts were pressed into corresponding positions, mycelium-like flocs began to grow between the bones. These flocs were connected to each other and quickly hardened into an armor-like structure. In the end, the whole skeleton looked like it was wrapped in spider silk.

After some reflection, Lin Yi felt that if he could reach this point, it was basically enough. If he wanted to refine it further, it would be more difficult.

In terms of cost-effectiveness, this grade of frame is just right.

But he still did not make any unnecessary movements, nor did he have any intention of assembling the surrounding flesh and blood.

Because just now when he was cutting the meat and removing the bones, he came up with some new inspirations for the shaping - or rather, he suddenly "thought of" some new inspirations.

He took a deep breath, released the kitchen knife in his hand, and then slowly released his sensing tentacles, which penetrated into the skeleton little by little, just like he had controlled the body of the blue bib chef before.

This skeleton does not have its own will like the green bib chef. In addition, it was constructed by Lin Yi, and Lin Yi knew every detail clearly. Therefore, when its sensory tentacles touched the skeleton, they penetrated in naturally.

Then, his will began to descend upon the skeleton...

Lin Yi took a deep breath, then slowly squatted down on the ground, supporting his cheek with his left hand, looking like a bored and decadent young man.

But part of his will has already flowed into the skeleton along the sensory tentacles.

“Buzz…Buzz…”

In the black space, ripples spread out from under Lin Yi's body. When they touched the skeleton, a hazy halo began to emerge on the skeleton, like the ripples in a lake in the afterglow of the setting sun.

Lin Yi's vision fluctuated slightly, and he felt like he opened his eyes again.

But in fact he had no "eyes", he just entered the skeleton like a pilot entering a cockpit.

"What a wonderful feeling..." He turned his head and looked at Tian Bufan and Kuai Hongji, "What a magical feeling!"

But in Tian Bufan's eyes, the skeleton was moving its lower jaw with a "cracking" sound, and there was nothing else.

Tian Bufan held his forehead and said, "Stop playing around. You don't even have vocal cords. Let's move on to the next step."

Uh... Lin Yi scratched the back of his head, but it was just the knuckles of his fingers tapping the air.

He suddenly remembered that the skeleton had no head, or to be more precise, no skull.

Oh...it's really a bit confusing.

Lin Yi was a little speechless, but it didn't matter. He just started the next step according to the rules.

He controlled the sensory tentacles to seep out from his skeleton and continuously release them around.

This approach is like taking his body as the terminal and then delegating perception step by step.

His perception quickly covered the blood and flesh on the ground, and then, as if he had found a matching port, he began to pick out the body parts.

His selection method was very strange. He didn't pick out body parts, but muscle fibers...

The muscle fibers he selected wriggled toward the skeleton as if they had come alive.

The image of countless muscle fibers crawling together looks like countless tiny flesh whiskers. It is such a disgusting image that makes one's scalp tingle just by looking at it.

However, Lin Yi, who had always been disgusted by this kind of scene, did not feel any strange emotions when he was controlling his muscle fibers.

At this moment, he was as cold and indifferent as a heartless machine.

These countless muscle fibers gathered together and gradually covered the skeleton like textiles. From a distance, it looked like flesh and blood were beginning to grow on the skeleton.

During the process of being covered with flesh and blood, Lin Yi also secretly injected ashes into it.

Gradually, a muscular man with skin peeled off appeared over there, and the strange thing was that every piece of flesh and blood on it seemed to have some residual consciousness, and it was wriggling irregularly over there, and along with such wriggling, it released waves of faint whispers, like the sobbing of a girl, the crying of a baby, and... some kind of resentful howling floating out of a mass grave late at night. Lin Yi felt this strange body, even though he was the initiator, he was still infected by the evil will derived from the flesh and blood in this body, and felt waves of cold breath.

He tried to make some simple body movements, and the body began to sway, like a robot with a bit of a stuck signal...

But when the movements are too large, the muscles in the body will still break and look very fragile.

"Muscles may not be necessary... skeletons are."

"Muscles are used to carry ashes and extraordinary strength..."

Lin Yi knew his own masterpiece best.

"I still need to fix my hair..."

There was no way to shape the skull with the bones that were already in the roots, so he found the fragments of the petrified body, found the relatively complete ones, and smashed them directly, using the extraordinary matter as glue to piece together a helmet-like skull.

"There's really no end in sight, so let's just make do with it."

He looked at the skull and muttered to himself.

Then he seemed to see the skull's jaw move, as if saying: Thank you.

"You're welcome."

He muttered to himself as he pressed the skull to the end of his spine, then walked to the vessel containing the last part of the extraordinary substance, picked up the vessel and raised it above his head, then poured all the remaining extraordinary substance on his body like taking a shower.

The extraordinary substance was extremely viscous, and it slid down so slowly that it seemed like pouring white chocolate paste.

The whole thing looked like a giant human-shaped cake. Even Kuai Hongji couldn't help but sneer at the sight: "Old Lin, it's a pity that you don't become a chef with your level."

Lin Yi said nothing when he heard this, but just silently absorbed these extraordinary substances. Soon, they covered the muscular man's body like a thin film, making him look like a snow-white person.

At this point, Lin Yi's creation began to look a bit like a "puppet" and could be called a pure body.

"Puppet Lin Yi" has no face and no texture on his body. He stands there like a bald "New Fish Head Hot Mama".

It stood there for who knows how long, then it bent down and began to rummage through the remaining corpses.

He didn't know what he got from somewhere, but he took out a cloudy eyeball and pressed it into the crack of the skull's crown. The eyeball rolled to the eye socket and bulged out like a billiard ball into a hole. The end of the eyeball immediately melted into a silvery-white nerve plexus and eventually grew on the skull.

Such eyeballs are still grayish white and without any spirit, but at least they are eyes.

Lin Yi felt like something was still missing, so he controlled "Puppet Lin Yi" to turn towards his real body, and his attention slowly fell on the backpack beside him.

Tian Bufan seemed to understand something and glanced at Kuai Hongji.

Kuai Hongji sneered twice, but still walked over.

He grabbed the backpack, but did not unzip it completely. Instead, he reached in directly, took out a tomato, and threw it at "Puppet Lin Yi".

The puppet Lin Yi's physical reaction didn't seem to be fast. The tomato hit it, but it couldn't catch it, and then it fell into the pile of corpses with a "pop".

As if it was stained with the scent of the corpse fragments, the tomato began to become more and more beautiful, and its surface seemed to be covered with a layer of strange halo, and there seemed to be a faint sense of agitation, as if it was coming alive.

The flesh and blood in the pile of corpses began to wriggle, and countless synapse-like buds extended little by little, extending towards the tomato.

Just when they were about to touch the tomatoes, the hand of "Puppet Lin Yi" touched the tomatoes.

It picked up the tomato and slowly placed it at chest level.

The ribs on the chest opened up like a carnivorous plant, and a flesh limb stretched out from it. The end of the flesh limb slowly opened, like a mouthpart with countless fangs. After the mouthparts opened, the flesh buds like pistils were revealed.

These buds wrapped around the tomato, and the mouthpart-like organ slowly closed, and the flesh contracted, bringing it to the position of the heart.

Finally, the chest cavity began to close, and while closing, coral-like capillaries continued to grow in the body of "Puppet Lin Yi" and connected like a core.

Eventually the chest cavity closed completely, and it was as if nothing had happened.

"Puppet Lin Yi" still stood there silently, but the sticky black fog around it began to shrink slowly and gathered towards its body.

During this process, a beating pulse began to appear in the chest of "Puppet Lin Yi", and extraordinary power flowed in its body like a trickle. The muscle fibers all over its body began to move autonomously, and its body shape began to be slightly adjusted like a rice cake man, forming a preliminary form that conforms to the lines of the human body.

The strange atmosphere, along with the complete formation of the "Puppet Spirit", slowly disappeared like moisture, and the sense of destruction that permeated the layer also gradually recovered.

When the last wisp of strange breath dissipated, a faint golden light began to emerge in the gray stone-like eyes of the "Puppet Ghost", its jaws began to wriggle, and a mouth cracked open on its faceless head.

Its chest began to vibrate, and as its diaphragm beat, a hoarse and strange voice formed, like a hymn from hell:

"Lin Yi... I am Lin Yi..."

“Lin Yi…”

On the other side, the real Lin Yi who was half-sitting on the ground also opened his eyes. Looking at the zombified "puppet Lin Yi" who kept repeating "I am Lin Yi", he felt an indescribable weird feeling in his heart.

His expression was very strange, and he looked a little disgusted: "This thing... is very different from what I imagined."

If I have to say something, it's like Nezha "polishing" his lotus incarnation. The idea is good, but the result is hard to describe.

"It's fine as long as it can be used. It's disposable anyway." Kuai Hongji said coldly.

"That's true..." Lin Yi nodded. As long as the firewood can be burned, who cares how well it is stacked?
Tian Bufan said: "Now that the preparations are ready, let's start the action."

"Okay." Lin Yi responded.

"Check the time." Tian Bufan reminded.

Lin Yi glanced at his watch: "It's 13:16 now... Damn, it took me so long?"

(End of this chapter)