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In the north of the underworld, halfway through the mountain road leading to the mining town, there is a puppet workshop that does not accept outsiders to visit, the decoration style and production line are full of machinery and precision, and the various steps in its production process are completed by many complex mechanisms and dolls, if you don't understand their rules, you will be dazzled for a while.

In the main control room of the workshop, there was a girl wearing a purple bow on her head and a clear layered gauze skirt with red edges on a white background, she was sitting on a swivel chair, looking at the entire wall in front of her with great interest.

"So what did you decide to do? Compared to the cards on the surface, the person behind the scenes seems to be stronger]. Standing behind her, the little boy asked.

"If I go and help, won't it become one of his hole cards?" Xiaojing puffed out her face and looked a little entangled: "It's not the conspiracy of the sleeping dragon, why should I go to make trouble and sabotage?" ”

"Little girl, are you plotting to sabotage the Sleeping Dragon's stronghold in its stronghold?" With the old but powerful voice, an old man in a red robe walked into the control room: "The eleventh adjuster representing [Terror], 'Killing Angel' Xiaojing." ”

Generally speaking, the appearance of the old man does not match the color of red, because the feeling of the waning sun and the lively red do not match, but this experience does not hold true in the old man, although his long hair that reaches his shoulders is as white as snow, but his eyebrows and beard are black and shiny, coupled with a serious face and sharp eyes, but it weakens the aggressive feeling of bright red on the robe a lot.

"Ahhh......h Obviously, there is only information about this sentence, and the tone is as if you know everything about me," Xiaojing patted the armrest and turned the chair around: "So, do you want to stop me?" The sixteenth adjuster representing [Creation], Mr. Shamo, 'Shadow of the Sun'? ”

"Hmph, I'm just a craftsman," the red-robed old man, who Xiao Jing called Mr. Sha, walked in with a long cane that seemed completely useless, and casually flicked a few times on some control switches that Xiao Jing still hadn't understood: "Even if they buy almost all of my prosthetics and dolls and give them strange titles, it doesn't mean that they can order me to do things." ”

"Really? So how did this thing come about? Xiao Jing stretched out her hand and swiped a few times on the surveillance screen, holding two guns, and a close-up of the handsome hero's soul was projected into the air: "I don't believe that the Demon Dao Chamber of Commerce can use their lame technology to make it, no matter how this guy looks at it, it's your handiwork." ”

"Heh, heresy, quick success, endless troubles, I shouldn't have gone to their chamber of commerce for guidance in the first place, originally thought that those people might be interested in the technology of puppets and prosthetics, obviously they only learned the part that is useful to them, that is, the part that can be quickly transformed into combat effectiveness." The red-robed old man seemed to have adjusted the knobs and switches, walked over and poked at the phantom image in the air, and the picture immediately rotated and enlarged like an arm.

"Prosthetics or dolls are not perfect, they can be used as clothing, vehicles or even experiments, but they cannot be used as long-term 'bodies', especially in such a special place as the underworld," Mr. Sha pointed to the heroic soul on the pattern, the picture darkened with coordination, and then highlighted that many of its positions were spewing out white light representing spiritual power: "If you just stuff an unstable soul into it, sooner or later it will be bound to it or directly scattered due to the loss of spiritual power, those so-called' Transforming Spirits' were unable to enter the Well of Reincarnation because they lost half of their souls at the moment of transformation, and although their strength increased, they would definitely regret it deeply after they lived long enough. ”

"[......]" Li Xiaowolf raised his eyes to look at the picture, and then lowered his head thoughtfully.

"And the 'virtual souls' that are filled with the soul of the hero are even more dangerous, and once they awaken to their self-consciousness - which is very likely, they will develop a deep hatred and murderous intent towards their master." The red-robed old man shook his head and turned off the image: "I've never seen anyone find death in such a complicated way. ”

“…… Ha," Xiaojing twitched the corners of her mouth and patted the shoulder of "Li Xiaowolf" next to her, who seemed to be trembling a little because she seemed to think of something: "I always feel that you are insinuating us, Old Man Sha." ”

"Thinking too much, artificial intelligence and soul are two different things," the red-robed old man glanced at the machine man and put his eyes on Xiao Jing: "As for you, if you suspect that you were once a 'Fallen Heavenly Maiden', you can confirm it yourself, and the two daughters of the head of Shushan will definitely be happy to help you." ”

"They seem to be familiar with the 'past me' and are very sure that the 'me' will reappear and have been looking for it, which makes me feel bad, as if I am a substitute for whom," Xiaojing shook her head: "I'd better check it myself first, oh, by the way, if I accidentally sabotage this plot, will it affect your workshop?" ”

"That kind of plan that is bound to fail may cause some trouble for the Hades Catcher, but it wants to affect me," Mr. Shamo snorted, and his tone was a little proud: "They are not qualified enough. ”

"Okay, I understand," Xiaojing got up, patted the "Li Xiaowolf" beside her and prepared to leave the monitoring room: "Let me go and add some chaos - anyway, the sleeping dragon really has no plan in the underworld?" ”

"Because of the existence of that magic sword, the sleeping dragon can hardly do any activity in the underworld, because any plan is not a small fight," Sha Mo casually opened a monitoring of the giant sword in the center of the underworld, "At most, it is just an excuse and opportunity for the twin Hades to skip their shifts and leave their posts." ”

In this particular picture, the greatsword, which appears to be just an ornament, is radiating a sharp purple glow around it.

"......" Xiaojing opened her mouth and stammered: "I suddenly feel that the winning rate of the mastermind behind the scenes is getting slimmer and slimmer." ”

"If the goal is achieved before the magic sword's response mechanism is triggered, it will be considered a success, but," the red-robed old man showed a hint of solemnity, "if they have a way to make it unable to attack......"

"It's time for those brothers and sisters to behave again." Xiaojing grinned and walked out the door: "I might be able to participate in a good show this time." ”