Chapter 359: Smile

Thor stopped the maid who was cleaning back and forth, carried her to her room, and began to undress her.

Of course, it wasn't to tear her down, Thor was just trying to figure out what the magic golem was doing.

When he stripped her naked, the scene in front of him still shocked Saul a little.

Her body parts have skin that is very close to that of a human, and I don't know what it is made of, except that it doesn't have any temperature, oh, it feels good. It's just that such skin is paired with a face or head made of cloth, and it is inevitable that there is a more weird sense of contrast.

Energetic summoned a small round stool to sit in front of her,

After carefully pinching it, Saul thought that the skin should be some kind of colored leather, and the inside might be an ironwood structure, and the wrapping of the limbs and the splicing of the joints looked perfect, at least let Saul do it.

The only thing that makes Thor disdain the Sleepless is that since you have given her a near-human body, will you die if you give her a beautiful face?

Speaking of the Sleepless, the guy had apparently found some way through the years, successfully killing himself and getting the death he had been seeking. Now it has been scattered into a heap, and it has been swept into the garbage shovel by the maid, and it is estimated that it will be almost the same as the light.

Eventually, on the maid's upturned chest, Thor found a small gusset that could be opened, and there was a small hole in the gusset.

What is this? Ventilation holes? Thor put his face against the hole and peeked out, but saw nothing.

Then he stretched out a finger and stuffed it into the hole, and after exerting force, he found that he couldn't open it, so he could only bend his knuckles and touch the inside, and then touched a gadget similar to a metal latch on the edge of the gusset, and then opened the gusset.

Inside the gusset is a semi-enclosed square space, which occupies a small volume of the entire chest cavity.

The miniature magic array and the strange and complex patterns that stretched out in all directions, Thor must not be able to understand it, but he felt that it seemed to be the same structure as Byron Bian's street lamp, or the same principle of operation.

It's just the magic crystal...... It seems a little too big, like a heart, maybe big means resistant to consumption?

The maid kept arching during the process, as if trying to break free of Thor and pick up her broom again, but Thor could only wrap his arms around her waist, put his head against her chest, and look around with his eyes.

The whole scene may be a bit obscene, but it's clear that Thor is just doing academic research.

Holding the large piece of magic crystal in her body, Thor felt a strong pull from the magic circle itself.

Thor was instantly clear, just now he was still thinking about this magic crystal, since this magic crystal did not use the inlay process, what if the maid fell off during her daily exercise, it turned out that the magic array itself had a strong adsorption effect.

Increasing the strength of his hand, he finally dismantled the magic crystal, and the maid instantly collapsed like a lifeless puppet.

The whole magic crystal looked like it had consumed less than a third, and Thor weighed it in his hand. This is really a big guy, compared to the small pieces of magic crystals that have been cut and processed with uniform specifications in the market, this can be ten at a top.

A small sheepskin scroll emerged from behind the crystal, and Thor took it out and opened it.

He knew all the words, but he didn't know anything about the magical terms that made them. It seems that this should be the method of making magic dolls, and it can be regarded as a harvest, and when the time comes, bring it back and throw it to Hodder to make a few to clean the courtyard.

Judging from the structure of the puppet's chest, the iron has not rusted, and the wood has not decayed, and it is clear that these materials, including the puppet's clothes, have undergone some special treatment, so as to escape the erosion of time.

After a moment, Thor held his chin and thought again. Now that the energy is the magic crystal, how does she make a repetitive regular movement, and can this movement be changed?

Thor stood up, hugged her in the air, and looked at all parts of her body, but luckily she wasn't shy.

Eventually, in the lower back above her buttocks, Thor found a smaller gusset.

After opening it again, it was found that in the small space at the back, there was a smaller magic circle hidden here.

Removing the magic crystal, he found another small sheepskin scroll, and this time Thor understood it.

The approximate meaning on the parchment scroll is that this is the command input area, and the input method is very simple, only sound and language coverage are required. The new language directives can overwrite the old ones and can be changed at any time.

Is it so convenient as long as the sound, and it doesn't seem to have any private rights like the ring engraving.

"Feed me!" Thor shouted excitedly at the maid's ass, deliberately using two languages, Continental and Ancient Continental, and then put the large piece of magic crystal back and helped her get dressed again.

Thor then sat with his hands folded and waited, looking forward to her new performance.

And then...... The reactive maid picked up her broom and walked away, without even looking at Thor.

Sol wordlessly retrieved her, thinking about stripping her naked again, but this time instead of removing her energy, Thor shouted "Feed me" directly into her ass.

This time it was clearly right.

As soon as Thor let go, he found that the maid no longer paid attention to her broomstick and began to ...... Swing back and forth in a disorderly circle around the room.

That's ...... Broken?

After thinking for a moment, Thor patted his head and summoned some food to pile up in the corner.

Sure enough, the maid went straight for the food, and quickly held it in front of Thor as if trying to force it into his mouth.

So the question is, how does she recognize a broom as a broom and food as food, or why doesn't she sweep the floor with food and feed herself with a broom?

Speculation was fruitless, and Thor could only attribute it to some mysterious magical power.

The only thing that is a bit troublesome is that if you want to order two things or give two instructions at the same time, you must say it in one breath and you can't break it in between. Otherwise, it will be judged as two separate things, and the new one in the back will overwrite the old one in the front.

After a few days of repeated toying, Thor finally achieved his great goal of having the maid feed him.

But Saul was still not satisfied, and he soon had a new idea.

He changed the order to feed me every five hourglasses, and then tied the magic hourglass to the puppet Shiitake's wrist.

Sleeping in the grave keeper's cot, Thor waited expectantly, could she read the hourglass?

Once again, the truth shocked Thor that she really understood the hourglass, or had the concept of time.

After that, Thor played around with interest again, or rather, made some minor adjustments.

Thor then lies on the bed, pretending to be an immobile patient, and then lets the puppet Shiitake fiddle with him. Feed yourself every five hourglasses. She did a good job, just a little stiff in the way she was fed.

So Thor patiently revised and added instructions, and finally achieved his desired goal.

Finally, on the last day, Thor closed his eyes and felt her gently pry open her mouth, use a spoon to pour some soup into her mouth accurately, and then move her jaw to help her swallow.

After repeated verification, Thor was relieved and a little scary at the same time.

Sometimes he felt as if she was a living person, and she could do such a meticulous thing.

However, Thor didn't bother too much about this, now that the goal has been achieved, then it is time for him to leave.

He took matters into his own hands, cooking enough soup and liquid food to last about a year, and distributed them on the wall in large clay pots, so that the food in the ring space would not rot or volatilize anyway.

The reason why Thor repeatedly teased this puppet shiitake mushroom was not actually for fun, but just to prepare for his promotion to the fifth order. Now that she's proven that she can take care of herself, it's time for her to hit the road.

If nothing happens at the moment, the worst outcome is that after about a year, the food will be consumed and you will starve to death. However, if you haven't been able to wake up from your slumber for a year, then what's the strength to live, just sleep long.

After carefully constructing all the instructions needed and making sure that nothing was missed, Thor finally experienced the gracious care of the puppet shiitake mushrooms for a day. Then, the next morning, he absorbed the last soul crystal of the bottleneck stage and embarked on the path to advancement.

Although his biggest dilemma at the moment is to get out of the ring, the matter of promotion is something that will always be faced.

Now that we have a relatively stable environment, it is better to put an end to this matter first. In other words, if you can't pass the level of the fifth order, then even if you can get out of the ring, you will eventually fall on this matter in the future.

So Thor closed his eyes and fell into a long sleep.

It's just that Thor has always overlooked one thing, that is, these days when he is immersed in studying magic instructions, sometimes the puppet shiitake mushroom is not in the room. So, where did she go?

It's been a week since Thor fell asleep, and the puppet shiitake seems to be a lot free.

When she wasn't being fed, she would mostly sit in the hallway behind the door, as if resting, or basking in some invisible sun.

But she always gets irritated when she repeats everything too much, so sometimes she does something new, like today.

She gently pushed open the door to her room, and then silently came to the bedside, slanting her face at nothing, as if she were looking at the sleeping Thor. If Thor had noticed, he might have jumped up in fright, but unfortunately he didn't, and he was sleeping deeply.

Standing silently on the edge of the bed for a moment, she turned and closed the door slightly, then swayed down the aisle of the ring, eventually ending up somewhere else Thor had never known about. It's wide, and there are all sorts of items floating around, all of which belong to Thor.

The puppet shiitake mushroom gently pushed the various clutter to the sides, and then walked inside.

After some searching, she found a crystal mirror, and she seemed to be happy with a slight nod.

Then she found a needle and a button, and sewed a pair of buttoned eyes on her face in the mirror, then a slightly crooked nose, and finally a cracked mouth.

It's just that this mouth doesn't seem to be very satisfying, and she dismantles the thread and changes it again.

Eventually, the cracked corners of the mouth had an upward amplitude.

So a satisfying smile finally appeared in the mirror.