Dimensional Hotel-Chapter 572: Primitive Alchemy Still Wins

What is the feeling of helplessness when facing reality?—It is a feeling that both humans and puppets inevitably encounter when facing the unpredictability of fate.

It’s like having a nanomachine system that is considered advanced worldwide, puppet repair technology inherited from the Ancient Saints, computational support from the Garden Network, and hundreds of years of practical experience, yet now lying on the table is a patient combined with a Dark Angel. All expertise and technology applied end with the patient shattered, and the dismembered body still lays there saying your nanomachines don’t stick...

What’s more deadly is the patient’s relatives on the side couldn’t stand it anymore and said this technology is unreliable and needs some high-tech—just when you were wondering what high-tech is, you see the relatives pulling out a knife...

Then they started primitive alchemy, using blood, clay, spices, and adhesives to stick the patient’s arm.

At that moment, the feeling is called "helplessness in facing reality."

And more helpless was when they actually got it stuck, even better than nanomachines—Marin had never seen such chaotic and absurd operations in her life, and the traditional craftsmanship of the "Angel Hunter" and his gang evidently exceeded her understanding.

She just watched as Yu Sheng was bleeding, then the Nine-Tailed Fox beside him poured out many bits and pieces from its tails, including alchemy materials, kitchen supplies, hand tools, and other stuff that seemingly had nothing to do with puppet repair. She watched as Yu Sheng mixed these materials together in ways and proportions full of wild imagination and personal flair, and then, she watched in astonishment as these suspicious mixtures... came alive.

The clay began to breathe, blood seeped into the spices and oils, and the cracking candle flames seemed to celebrate the new life. In the temporary container holding the mixtures, the brilliance of spirituality and vitality was dazzling.

Marin withdrew her gaze and saw Maris disconnecting from the nano tank. The servo assistant was staring blankly at the situation on the alloy platform, only turning her head after a long time, looking shocked.

The voice of the servo assistant came from the mental link: "Miss Marin... detected strong life reactions and spiritual energy waves."

"I know," Marin said in her heart, "Don’t interrupt, record the process."

"Understood."

Yu Sheng didn’t mind what Marin and Maris were doing—at this moment, he was carefully applying the enchanted clay mixed with his blood onto Erin’s cracked arm and calf, watching these mixtures instantly integrate with the puppet’s limbs, staining with skin colors in the blink of an eye. The cold, stiff puppet limbs gradually softened, began to show warmth, followed by a rosy hue.

He knew that "primitive alchemy" worked.

"Oh, how embarrassing," the little puppet beside him was helping while chirping, "Why do I feel like you’re a pervert..."

"You were more perverted when you pushed your own head around!" Yu Sheng didn’t raise his head as he was busy, only looking up after repairing the golden-haired puppet’s leg, "The crack in this leg has been fixed, just need to reposition the joints. You install it yourself."

Erin then struggled to lift her leg: "...it’s quite heavy."

Yu Sheng waved his hand, and casually grabbed a golden-haired puppet’s arm—this arm had been crawling around on the platform, always busy like Erin’s body. In this moment it had circled the edge of the platform three times: "Stop moving, will you? The fingers are about to break!"

The golden-haired puppet’s head went "Oh" on the platform, and the arm finally quieted down.

Yu Sheng sighed and continued to work.

To be fair, this feeling was indeed different from when he helped Erin create the body before—the real-size limbs aren’t like the 66.6 cm puppet shell, not to mention these limbs are alive now, but he couldn’t raise a single wicked thought, the reason... let’s say the limbs crawling all over the platform overshadowed everything from an eerie perspective.

Not to mention there was a golden-haired puppet’s head beside him, swaying left and right while chirping, occasionally singing out of tune, making such a racket.

"Yu Sheng, Yu Sheng!" The golden-haired puppet head spoke again, somehow exerting herself to sway sideways, then rolled half a round, with half her face pressed against the platform, "Look! I can spin with my tongue! Just need this... Hey, seems the tongue isn’t long enough... Yu Sheng! I can’t roll back over!"

Yu Sheng’s brain was boiling, grabbing this noisy head: "Now calm down! I’m going to repair the cracks on your face, then touch up—randomly moving could ruin your look, I’m telling you."

So the golden-haired head finally quieted down, and Yu Sheng relaxed a little, starting the final repair work.

But the 66.6 cm tall little puppet Erin popped and ran over: "Yu Sheng! Can this body talk? Check if I’ve attached my hands the wrong way around..."

Yu Sheng: "..."

He somewhat missed the first time he pinched the clay doll for Erin. Back then she was so obedient in the painting—though the character creation was rather flat.

"Savior seems quite busy," Hu Li was watching the commotion with Luna beside him, couldn’t help but whisper quietly to the latter, "I think the house will be more lively in the future."

Luna turned her head to glance at Hu Li, with a slight delay: "Hmm, right."

But anyhow, Yu Sheng finally completed the final repair work.

He carefully filled the cracks on Erin’s (golden hair) face, gently wiped off the powder on her cheeks, and after confirming there were no omissions, he motioned to the body on the platform.

Erin controlled her headless body to sit up.

"Good, just stay in this position and don’t move around."

Yu Sheng said as he installed the puppet’s head onto her body, slightly adjusting the angle after making sure the hair wasn’t caught in the joints—the process looked almost like a coronation.

A "click" sound came from the spherical joint as it reset.

The blonde girl on the platform blinked, somewhat clumsily raised her hand, and turned her head from side to side. Then she lowered her head, flexing her limbs and slowly clenching and unclenching her fists a few times.

"Primitive alchemy is still necessary!" She became happy, looking up towards Marin, "Sis, I told you your nano swarms don’t stick..."

Marin at this point didn’t want to explain: "..."

Erin quickly jumped down from the alloy platform. The feeling of regaining control of her body was completely different from the heavy, awkward feedback she experienced earlier. Though she couldn’t quite describe it, she felt like her body had really "come alive," even more agile and powerful than any previous form.

She happily jumped in place, flexing her wrists and arms, and then took a step forward.

And just like that, she fell flat on the ground.

Yu Sheng, who had been happily watching nearby a moment ago, was startled and quickly rushed over to help Erin (blonde) up, checking frantically as he supported her: "What happened? Why did you fall... Did anything break? Did your leg crack?"

However, the blonde puppet girl just laughed happily. Although she seemed a bit wobbly as she stood up, she casually waved her arm, "It’s fine, it’s fine. I’m just not used to the height and the distance of my step—usually, I’d need three bodies stacked together to have this view."

Once he confirmed she was truly okay, without any signs of her limbs cracking again, Yu Sheng finally breathed a sigh of relief, carefully releasing her while reminding, "Move slowly, regardless of whether you’re used to it or not. This body was shut down for three thousand seven hundred years, and who knows if there are any residual effects after restarting."

"Yes, I know, I know," Erin waved impatiently, while taking stiff yet cautious steps forward, muttering to herself, "Acting recklessly all the time, yet reminding others to be cautious..."

Yu Sheng: "..."

Then he watched Erin start to practice walking slowly in the empty space of the puppet printing room, from steps of only ten centimeters to cautiously taking normal steps, from stretching her arms to maintain balance to readapting to normal walking posture.

She quickly got familiar with her body, her expression like that of an excited child.

Then she walked up to Hu Li, straightening her chest and head, meeting his gaze: "Silly fox, look! I told you I’m one meter sixty-seven! Now I’m as tall as you!"

Hu Li nodded beamingly, but quickly added, "With my ears, I’m over one meter seventy."

"That doesn’t count! You can take off your ears—that’s an accessory," Erin argued unreasonably, waving her arms as she approached Luna, "C-type buckle! Look, I’m now almost as tall as you..."

The puppet girl stumbled halfway through her sentence, looking up at the almost two-meter-tall Artificial Saintess.

Luna looked down at the blonde puppet in silence.

Erin’s demeanor instantly deflated, as she backed away, "You’re, you’re wearing high heels, that doesn’t count..."

She made a round of the room, dejectedly finding out she was still the shortest one in the house. 𝙛𝓻𝒆𝒆𝒘𝙚𝓫𝙣𝙤𝒗𝙚𝓵.𝙘𝙤𝙢

But she soon perked up again.

Still her usual carefree self.

And it wasn’t until Marin spoke up after seeing Erin almost entirely adapt to this body: "Though I don’t quite understand the principles of your technology, the repair process seems quite smooth... But I still recommend a check-up next."

Erin, who was happily walking around the room, paused her steps, turning to Marin: "What check-up?"

"Mainly to confirm whether this body’s condition is stable enough, and check whether the ’Alice Secret Key’ has been reconstructed," Marin spread her hands, "And guide you to reconnect to the Garden Network... Surely you haven’t forgotten about that?"

Erin blinked.

The next second, her eyes lit up: "Great!"