Witchcraft Puppet Master

"The third time, this is already the third time."

The instructor looked at the message from the optical brain with some headaches.

He took a deep breath, resisted the urge to yell, turned off the screen of the optical brain, and turned his eyes on the person in front of him.

It was a young man with a height of about 175cm, with a head of natural curly black hair of good texture, and very special silver-gray inorganic pupils, and his bun face with baby fat made him look a little more innocent the taste of.

But that's just a look, only when you get in touch with this person, you will know how difficult he is.

"Wu Shiyi, do you know what the rules are!!" The instructor became more and more angry: "The third time!! The first training camp started two days ago and you violated the rules three times!! Don't you want the training camp? !?"

"That's not it."

Wu Shiyi raised his head, his silver-gray eyes half-closed, and his attitude was very casual: "I still really want to train, but they deliberately came to provoke me, who is to blame?"

"...Then you can't strike so hard." The instructor was also quite speechless: "It means that you can hit it twice, and you can directly remove the joints... Are you rushing to be trained?"

"Oh, then I'll pay attention next time." Wu Shiyi said casually, with an attitude that didn't seem like he listened to the words.

In fact, he did not listen to the words.

To tell the truth, in Wu Shiyi's view, taking those guys' joints off was regarded as his mercy.

After all, those guys really deserved beatings, so let's not talk about the first two times. Today, this one was definitely deliberately provocative, not to mention interrupting his meal, and even crushing his newly bought lunch box.

It was a newly bought lunch box, which cost more than 30 yuan, and it was scrapped after not being used for a day.

Wu Shiyi felt that his heart was dripping with pain, and the more he thought about it, the angrier he became, and an ugly look inevitably appeared on his face.

Seeing Wu Shiyi's expression, the instructor on the opposite side thought that he was dissatisfied and angry. Thinking of the news he had received from the optical brain every day for the past two days, he wanted to sigh.

It's rare that he didn't open his mouth like the previous two times. It was a series of reasons. The instructor waved his hand: "Okay, I won't talk about you anymore, go back."

"Not in confinement?" Wu Shiyi raised his head and asked, "Didn't you have to be confinement for more than an hour the last two times? This time it won't be closed?"

Instructor: "...Are you still addicted?"

"That's not true, it's just that I'm not used to it." Wu Shixi yawned casually and scratched his hair: "That's fine, instructor, I'm going back."

The instructor didn't even want to look up at him, and waved his hand casually when he heard the sound: "Get lost."

Wu Shiyi quickly rolled out of the instructor's lounge.

Then they waited out of the building where the instructors were located, turned to the left again, and went directly to the dormitory assigned to them during the training camp.

It's only noon now, and it's not time for the training camp in the afternoon. Most of the trainees have already finished their meals and take the time to rest. The dormitory building is unbelievably quiet.

Wu Shiyi swiped the door card with ease, found his single dormitory and walked in.

It was a very small room, only six square meters in size, except for a square glass washroom in the corner, the remaining space could only accommodate a bed and two small cabinets.

Wu Shiyi's dormitory has a better angle, because it is located at the end, and the windows are larger than others. In the morning, the sun can shine through the windows, so the air in the room is extraordinarily fresh.

After he opened the door and walked in, he took off his coat and threw it on the bed, then closed the door with his feet, and went directly into the bathroom. After washing his face indiscriminately, he came out slowly again. sit on the bed.

It was noon now, and the sun just shone through the window, warm enough, but not too harsh.

Wu Shixi was sitting on the edge of the bed in a very casual posture, but his eyes never moved away from his palms from the very beginning.

After a while, he let out a breath, fell backwards, and fell on the bed.

After a few minutes, he maintained this posture and spoke.

"Cold clothes."

"Master, I am here."

"I want to drink."

"Yes, Master."

As soon as the words fell, a figure suddenly appeared beside the bed, and then he quickly poured a glass of water from the water receiving device on the cabinet, then turned around, and handed it to Wu Shiyi who had no intention of getting up on the bed at all.

"Owner."

Wu Shiyi, who was lying on the bed, let out a lazy "hmm", and didn't even make any movement to drink water.

The person holding the water was not angry, but still maintained that movement with a good temper, like a solidified sculpture.

It wasn't until 10 minutes later that the warm water turned cold that he finally changed his movements and turned around to take another cup.

This time, Wu Shiyi finally got up, but he looked so lazy.

He leaned his back against the wall, and naturally accepted the person holding the water glass handed the glass to his mouth, then bowed his head and took a sip.

After just one sip, he complained disgustedly: "It's not sweet."

Holding the water glass, Han Yi apologized kindly: "I'm sorry, master, but there is no more sugar at home."

Wu Shiyi paused, and let out an unhappy "hum", but he didn't continue to say anything, and drank the white water honestly.

Han Yi put the empty cup on the cabinet, then turned to look at Wu Shishi on the bed.

"The master is not happy."

This is the tone of statement.

Han Yi didn't doubt his own judgment at all, after all he knew his master better than anyone else.

"Is it because of a violation?"

Wu Shixi: "Hmm." He said, "Obviously."

Han Yi keenly felt the irritability in Wu Shiyi's heart when he said this.

He was silent for a while, and said: "Actually, the master can entrust me to do things that violate the rules."

Wu Shiyi raised his eyelids: "No."

It's not that he has no hands or feet to fight, and he needs cold clothes to do such a trivial matter.

Moreover, Han Yi is a butler puppet. Although it is very powerful in combat, it is nothing to let the butler puppet beat people.

Among other things, the issue of identity will not be easy to solve.

What's more, this kind of small shrimp is not worth Han Yi's shot at all.

Wu Shixi thought about it, and changed the topic decisively.

"Han Yi, what happened to the material of the doll I asked you to pay attention to these few days?"

"Sorry, master."

Han Yi said: "There are very few materials in this world that can be used to make dolls, and the materials are very poor. Except for the materials you left last time, there is currently no material suitable for making dolls."

Wu Shixi was silent for a moment, then let out a sigh of relief: "I see."

……

Wu Shiyi himself never thought that one day he would be in trouble due to lack of materials for making dolls, but sometimes things change like this, just like Wu Shiyi never thought that he would be betrayed because of , and fell into another world.

Yes, another world.

In fact, Wu Shixi is not from this world, he comes from a more backward world, where strange magic is prevalent, and Wu Shixi is the holy son of the most powerful Wu clan among them.

However, it is a pity that he was tricked by his confidant the night before he became an adult, and in the end he did not complete the adult ceremony to become the patriarch, and fell into this world by accident, replacing the identity of a tragic and unlucky guy who looked exactly like him.

This is a good thing and a bad thing.

The good thing is that the person is still alive, and Han Yi, the half-length doll, followed him, but the bad thing is that the replacement is actually only the identity, not the sex.

After Wu Shiyi fell into another world, he didn't have a shell that could carry his body, so he could barely maintain his soul state. In the end, Han Yi found a piece of wood that could barely be regarded as a material and made him a doll, and finally attached his soul to it.

But this is only temporary, because Wu Shixi is only a human being after all, although the soul can temporarily possess a doll to ensure daily life, but the time is also limited.

Because the doll is not a living thing, it will break and decay, so the broken parts of the doll must be replaced regularly, otherwise the body will soon be deformed to the same degree.

To solve this problem, you have to go back to your own body.

However, as I said before, Wu Shiyi fell into another world, and he never came here at all, so the way to change the status quo is to find a way to recreate a new body by himself.

And to create new weapons, you need the power of faith.

So, after thinking about it for a while, Wu Shixi thought of a way to accumulate faith points the fastest, and then joined the army non-stop with cold clothes according to his idea.

In Wu Shishi's rare memory, joining the army is actually a very easy thing, as long as he has enough strength.

But what he didn't expect was that sometimes, with enough strength, he would encounter various troubles due to various other reasons.

So it never occurred to me that this crop of Wu Shixi violated the rules three times in a hurry just at the beginning of the training camp.

It was also miserable.

But there was nothing he could do if things were already like this. The doll that Wu Shiyi possessed for a while had already started to have various problems, and it was unrealistic for him to find other solutions temporarily.

Considering the lack of materials in this world and the frequent occurrence of wars, Wu Shiyi still held his nose and accepted his choice.

But I'm still very upset.

Wu Shiyi was not a patient character. When he was young, he had the title of Great Demon King because of his bad temper and bad personality. As he got older, he naturally got worse.

Especially Wu Shiyi was even more unhappy when he didn't drink sweet water after getting angry.

And when he was unhappy, he wanted to find fault.

Han Yi is his half-length doll, and the first doll he made when he was a child. He has been with him since he was a child, and has a deep affection. Of course, Wu Shiyi can't make trouble for him.

So the candidate for trouble naturally fell on the person who deliberately found trouble at noon and whose joints he removed.

So during the training camp that afternoon, Witch Eleven started acting as a demon.

The author has something to say: a new article is open, it is still updated daily, and the update time is 11:00 every night.

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Introduction: Everyone thought I was a boss and had a sick mind.

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