Section 112: A Doll's House (9)

"Haha! I thought about it. Suddenly, Fez's head slapped and shouted a little excitedly.

"It turns out that I have always been the one who drilled the horns, and the solution to the problem is so simple!"

Although the stickman has been staring at him, the puppeteer knows that the stickman is not talking to him, and he doesn't know anything about magic at all, even the little fox, who is also a magician, is also playing the piano to the cow compared to the stickman in terms of magic theory.

"Thank you so much, you provided the solutions to both problems! Suddenly the stickman laughed again, the construction yì was proposed by the puppeteer, and the key solution was also thought out by looking at the puppeteer, why didn't the stickman thank the puppeteer?

It turns out that Fez has always wanted to make his own doll to move freely, maybe when Fez has his own body, it is still possible, combined with the magic array and goblin technology to make a puppet, but the mechanical eye is sealed, and the magic array can't be drawn, and Fez has no way at all.

Finally, when I saw the puppet, I remembered, why did I let my pretentiousness move freely from the wooden man? I could make a marionette like a puppet, and when I thought of doing it, Fez's magic power was quickly transformed into magic, and in an hour, a palm-sized marionette was completed.

"Why do I feel like I've seen it somewhere?" cried out Fat Bear as he looked at the little puppet made of Fez zuò in confusion.

"Isn't this the captain?" shouted the little fox as he looked at the puppet controlled by the stickman and the puppeteer of his captain.

"Really! is it a miniature version of the captain?" Fat Bear didn't seem to see the puppeteer's somewhat angry face, and was still yelling there.

"Ahh The fat bear, who had been slapped on the buttocks, turned back suddenly, but when he saw the gloomy face of his captain, he immediately closed his mouth.

"Hehe! It's a complete accident, all the puppets look the same, right?" the stickman didn't realize that the puppets he had made casually were the same as the captain's puppeteers.

"Then change it!" the puppeteer's face was still gray.

"I'm tired, I'll wake up and change it. The stickman snorted, but fell asleep after speaking, but his consciousness has been controlling the marionette, and at the same time constantly replenishing the magic into the marionette, such a small marionette can't help at all, so the volume must be increased, and for this helpless stickman, the puppet can only follow.

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When the first rays of sunlight in the morning hit the earth, the stickman made zuò marionette was about the size of the captain's puppeteer, and the stickman who saw the sunlight immediately stopped extracting magic and fell into a deep sleep.

"Lazy, don't get up yet!" The first thing the little fox who doesn't have the habit of getting up late does when he gets up is to wake up his companion, and the first one is the stickman who sleeps next to him.

"Alas, Captain, why are you so early!" the little fox widened, only to find that the Captain, the puppeteer, was standing motionless next to Fez.

"Let the stickman sleep a little longer! Suddenly, the captain's voice sounded from behind, and the little fox glanced back at the captain who was speaking, and then at the puppeteer who was motionless in front of him, and his head seemed to be a little unable to turn.

"Well, you're right, that's the result of a night at Stickman. In fact, the little fox was still in shock, and his head didn't turn around, and he couldn't figure out what was going on, but as soon as the captain said it, he also knew that the stickman had turned a palm-sized puppet like this overnight.

"I'm going to find something to eat, you pay attention to the environment. "The captain puppeteer saw that someone had woken up, and he didn't need his own care, so he went alone to check his surroundings and look for food.

"Okay! The little fox agreed, but his eyes kept wandering over the "captain" beside the stickman and stickman, that is, this thin stickman has been creating miracles that he can't imagine.

"Hey, Captain, why did you get up so early today?" Fat Bear, Iron Sword and Gray Squirrel almost woke up together, of course, it was also the credit of the little fox, but everyone was also a little surprised how the captain who usually got up late was abnormal today, of course, the captain got up late for a reason, that is, almost the captain was the captain in the middle of the night after every vigil, in order to nourish his spirits, so after the little fox who got up first to make breakfast, the puppet captain got up lazily.

"Captain, why don't you speak!" The gray squirrel circled around the "puppeteer captain" a few times, but the captain still didn't respond, and didn't even open his eyes, and the little fox who knew that Yiqiē was just waiting to see their jokes would not be reminded at all.

"Looks like the captain hasn't woken up yet!" Fat Bear made a look of realization.

"But when the captain learned to sleep standing up, we don't know. "Squirrel still has a strange feeling for the captain in front of him, and he always feels that something is wrong, but he can't say it.

And the little fox just kept laughing, ignoring everyone's doubts and puzzlement, and a little gloating.

"What are you laughing at, little fox. Although he didn't understand why the captain ignored him, from the little fox's "treacherous smile", the fat bear also knew that something must have happened, but he didn't know.

"I don't want to go hungry without a fire to cook. The little fox held back a smile and commanded everyone to get busy.

"My pieces of meat are gone, do you still have them?" the fat bear eats the most, and the pieces of meat that were given to him before have been eaten.

"Mine is gone. Iron Armor took out his pocket, and like the fat bear, in the end, only the gray squirrel remained, but it was impossible to satisfy everyone's appetite, so he could only stare at the little fox in front of him with pitiful eyes.

"Don't look at me, I can't satisfy your appetite at all, but you just need to start a fire and boil water, and the food will come over later!" The little fox still does his morning beauty exercises, even if he becomes a doll little fox, the little fox who is a beautiful woman still does not forget her love for beauty.

"Everyone is here, can the food come by itself?" the best-eyed fat bear stood up, but the endless grassland, except for this large meadow, saw nothing, and could only start annoyance.

"I have my own way, you can light the fire!"

"What is it?" Suddenly, a shadow fell from the sky, and the iron sword immediately drew its sword and stabbed the flying hidden weapon.

"I said the food would fly!" The little fox saw that it was a hare that had flown in, and that the captain had returned.

"It's a strange place, a hare can fly into a rice pot, it's a place for a brilliant person. "The fat bear also saw the hare inserted in the iron sword and long sword, and thought that every qiē was sent from heaven?

"You're big, you're still an archer, and I didn't even see you!" Suddenly the captain's voice sounded behind everyone.

"Captain, it's morning!" everyone turned back suddenly, it was really the captain, and there were four hares dragged back from their bodies, but when everyone turned around again to look at the captain who was still standing next to the stickman, their brains fell into chaos again for a while.

"It's all your doing!" the puppeteer glared at the little fox who seemed to be indifferent.

"I forgot about it, hehe!" the little fox smiled, but it contained incomparable schadenfreude, and even stopped the morning exercise, just waiting to see the next good show.

"Don't be confused, it's a marionette made by a stickman, just like me. The captain puppeteer obviously didn't want to continue the trouble and explained it directly.

"It was so small yesterday, and now it's so big, it's a miracle!" Fat Bear couldn't help but sigh, because he had experience yesterday, so after listening to the captain's explanation, it could only be regarded as a miracle.

"Come and cook. The puppeteer shouted and called out to the people who were still looking at the art.

"Is he really a human?" Fat Bear looked at the stickman and said incredulously, it has only been a few days, and the other party has grown up like this, if everyone can live for a few months, everyone can only look up to the stickman.

"But have you ever heard of Fez? A person as powerful as him wouldn't go unnoticed. Iron Sword joined the discussion.

"Haven't heard of you?" said Squirrel, but in the end he couldn't remember the person.

"I heard that some time ago, there was a magician who turned the Russ Empire upside down, it seems that his name is also Fez, but he seems to be only sixteen or seventeen years old, and his strength is only level six, can anyone increase his strength in a few months?" The little fox was also a little puzzled, and he didn't dare to overlap the figures of the two at all.

"Anyway, he's our companion now. "There is no conclusion to the discussion, and the puppeteer can only add a conclusion to it.

"But we are not all the way, can we come together in the end?" The gray squirrel is not aimed at the stickman this time, but on a case-by-case basis, looking at the growth rate of the stickman, in a few months, I am afraid that everyone will not have the qualification to lift his shoes.

"I believe it!" the two voices said almost in unison, and the little fox and the puppeteer looked at each other and smiled.

"Then I believe it too!" But Fat Bear, Iron Sword, and Squirrel didn't believe in the stickman, but the captain and the little fox.

"The sun rises in the east, only I am lazy!" The stickman seemed to be woken up by the discussion of the crowd, made a lazy waist, played the hutche, struggled to sit up, but in the end it was unsuccessful, and fell down again.

"It's so fragrant, can you eat?" Fez, who smelled the smell of barbecue, crawled to the fire like an earthworm, reaching out to grab the barbecue meat on the barbecue grill, and everyone showed a look of schadenfreude.

The little fox knocked his dirty hands crooked with a stick to prevent contaminating the food.

"Ahh Why are you beating me?" because of the pain the stickman immediately sat up and made exaggerated movements, but everyone knew that it was all a lie, because even if he had cut off a leg before, he had never seen the stickman shout, but whether it hurt or not was known only to the individual himself.

"You haven't washed your face and brushed your teeth, it's so dirty!" It's a woman's nature to love cleanliness, especially a beautiful woman like a little fox, and it's impossible to allow a sloppy person like a stickman to pet food.

"I'm a stickman, I can't touch water!" The stickman also knew how soft and weak his retort was, remembering when the stickman seemed to have his whole body soaked in water, and now it seems that there is no difference.

"Hurry up and eat, I have a feeling that the battle is not far off!" The puppeteer, as the captain, interrupted the crowd's commotion, and at the same time his eyes were aimed at the place where the sun was rising, as if to check for something.

"Don't be so nervous, it's always coming. The stickman took half of the oily roast and gnawed it.

"Help!"

"Help!"