The puppet class imps, Uehara finally arranged a place for them to go.

"Scorpion, as for the commission or something, it's up to you to send it to them." Ignoring the discordant atmosphere in which the imps and the scorpions looked at each other unpleasantly, in room 404, Uehara drafted a simple agreement and copied twenty-four copies to the twenty-four imps of the scorpion and the puppet class.

After signing the agreement with each other, the two sides had no topic and glared at each other in embarrassment.

Scorpions are skeptical about whether a group of children will be able to complete their puppet parts, while the golem class is still hesitant to decide whether or not they will actually work for the Red Sand Scorpion.

In the end, it was the scorpion that broke the deadlock.

"My puppet crow has more than five hundred basic parts, and I will give you three hundred and twenty of them," the scorpion took out a crimson scroll, and when it opened it, there was a bang, and the messy paper notes were scattered all over the place, "We have to be companions, but you must first prove your worth." ”

The imps still looked indifferent, and Uehara had to pick up the mess of drawings and documents and other things and distribute them one by one.

More than 300 parts, as small as screws and as large as puppet shells, were divided among twenty-four people, and no one wanted to divide a dozen.

"The quest for power must not be crushed by any difficulties. Even if you hate scorpions, you don't have to give up the rare opportunity to learn puppetry. ”

Uehara smiled, and he picked up a drawing himself, "Scorpion is a very powerful puppeteer, and you can definitely learn a lot of knowledge by making these puppet parts." ”

The imps finally began to reluctantly pick up a few drawings and discuss them in twos and threes.

Uehara looked at the drawings in his hand that were as huge as the map, such a large drawing, Uehara had a cursory look at the scale, but it was only a design drawing of a screw less than half a centimeter.

In the past, Uehara would always hear such a thing, and all the drawings of a certain model of fighter jet added up, enough to fill the entire warehouse.

The scorpion's puppet is exactly the same, and all the blueprints are stacked up, thicker than all the books in Uehara's student life combined.

It seems that whether it is high-end machinery or top-level puppet production, it is the crystallization of technology.

The drawing that Uehara held in his hand turned out to be used to fix the teeth of the puppet crow. Really, why do puppets have to have teeth to bite people? Uehara said he couldn't understand it.

……

As the descendants of the puppeteer, the puppeteers made these slightly complicated parts, and the imps of the puppet class took all kinds of complicated tools left by their family members or elders from their own homes.

The originally empty storage room was set up with tool tables one after another, and the clanging sound was like a blacksmith shop and a chemistry lab from Uehara's student days, and everyone began to make puppet parts.

"Mumu, what is this for?" It's hard to imagine that the bald head Mu Mu, who is a violent little bastard, is wearing something like a gas mask, like a scholar.

"Poison." Mu Mu said angrily through the sound of the gas mask urn, "It is written in the design drawings that it is necessary to use poisonogens that are easy to vaporize and can work if they come into contact with wounds. So, I went and caught two snakes. ”

"It's just, that bastard scorpion's recipe is so strange, why does snake venom add alcohol?"

Well, a little ghost who used a test tube to frantically refine snake venom, Uehara looked at the two poisonous snakes of the same color as the desert that were curled and twisted in a net bag and wanted to drill outward, he had a bad chill and hurried away, and in other places, the little ghosts gradually put themselves into their work.

What made them excited was that the scorpion was indeed a very good puppeteer. Aside from the skills of controlling the puppet for the time being, even the very simple part design shows his wisdom.

A group of imps who seem to be very powerful, Uehara thought.

One day is not enough time for the imps to complete even a single puppet part, which is bound to be an extremely long job.

Uehara overestimated the abilities of a group of children, and as the orphans of the already destroyed puppet army, they received very limited knowledge about making puppets.

Accidents and injuries occur every day, and incidents such as fires and explosions emerge one after another. Some of the little ghosts were cut into their fingers, some were hit on their toes by heavy objects, or were put in their mouths and noses by irritating drugs, and Mu Mu, he was really bitten by a poisonous snake, and Mu Mu, who was as strong as an ordinary calf, immediately went to the hospital to lie down.

Uehara wanted to blame the scorpion, didn't he say that it was a good basic part, but the scorpion gave the hidden weapon activation device and the poison formula to the puppet imps of class C. It's just that when Uehara saw that the scorpion consciously dealt with emergencies as a medical ninja, Uehara stopped arguing with the scorpion, which was a way to promote communication between the two sides who were estranged.

For a whole month, Uehara ran around the village of Shayin in boredom carrying a large rock, and the scorching sun in the desert tanned his skin twice.

Thirty-second lap after running, Uehara was snorting and panting in his nostrils, like a wild cow.

"Hey~ Uehara!" Standing on the high wall of Shayin Village, the little insect clasped his hands together and shouted to Uehara in the distance, "The scorpion called you Uehara." ”

……

All the parts, when it comes to acceptance. The imps of the puppet class C are more miserable than the other, and almost all of them are wounded.

Collecting the scattered parts made by the puppet class, piling them up on the ground in a mess, the scorpion sat cross-legged together, he knew very well the scattered parts that others couldn't distinguish, and the one he picked up casually would definitely be what he needed.

Like building blocks, the replica puppet crow takes shape in the deft hands of a scorpion.

Eventually, after a dozen minutes, a puppet crow with a missing arm, a larger outer shell, and a bunch of extra parts appeared.

"It took you a month to make all the parts," a smile curled into the scorpion's mouth, "I also spent a month making the puppet crow." ”

"The design drawings and the selection of the right materials only take up a small amount of time in the crow making process, and the core parts are also not too long."

"The basic parts of the crow took the most time to make."

"Although some of the parts are not up to standard," Scorpion nodded, glancing at the discarded parts that had been discarded to the side, "but I have to say that you who are not talented enough can help me have a lot of precious time left." ”

"To me, you're a useful tool."