Doll Note [Transmigration Book]

Anyone who sees these two dolls will not believe that they were made by the same puppeteer.

Lan Luo, who is 1.2 meters tall, has a delicate appearance, clear blue eyes, fluffy and soft slightly curly blond hair, and a smile softer than cotton candy, which makes people call him an angel.

But the other puppet in the study room is weird and terrifying. He is wearing a black suit, nearly 1.6 meters tall, but his whole body is covered with bandages, even his hair is wrapped in bandages, revealing only a dark and godless weird right eye.

"Brother." Lang Luo called again.

"Hmm." The puppet's voice was a little hoarse.

It's clearly a meeting of brothers, but the two sides are not very friendly. Compared with a meeting of brothers, it is more like a conversation between superiors and subordinates.

Lan Luo opened his blue eyes, quietly raised his head to look at his elder brother, and obediently waited for his order.

For Lan Luo, every time the eldest brother comes, it means that there is a new task. This task may be issued by his father, or it may be given by the eldest brother himself.

Lang Luo will definitely fulfill his father's order.

According to the elder brother's order, Lang Luo completed it according to his mood.

The eerie silence in the empty study room.

After a few seconds, Moss's lips under the bandage moved slightly, and a dry and hoarse voice sounded like a broken bellows, "There is a commotion over there, father asked me to tell you, control yourself, and don't kill anyone before he comes. "

"Ok."

When Lan Luo heard that it was his father's order, he nodded obediently.

The master has been doing well recently, and he has no plans to kill him for the time being.

The study was quiet again.

Lan Luo continued to stare at his elder brother.

Moss looked at the seemingly well-behaved Lang Luo coldly with his only eye, as if he was considering the credibility of his words. In his eyes, Lang Luo was not credible, or in other words, in all the things his father made. Among the puppets, if you trust anyone, don't trust Lan Luo.

Although Lan Luo always likes to pretend to be cute and harmless, he is the most irritable of all puppets. Maybe he is still acting like a baby to people one second, and can smile because of something in the next second. Pull out the man's heart, his character is extremely uncontrollable.

Because of Lang Luo's bad temper, there are many missions that are forced to fail.

This matter is my father's order, and no accidents are allowed.

Moss walked slowly to Lang Luo's side, squatted down, grabbed Lang Luo's hair, stared at his eyes with strange black eyes, and emphasized word by word, "Before father comes, no trouble is allowed. "

He spoke very slowly and did not use excessive words, but Lang Luo's eyes instantly darkened.

Moss kept repeating the incident, as if to imply that he was a bad boy.

Lan Luo's eyelashes trembled slightly, he pursed his lips, and suppressed the gloom and imperceptible grievances in his eyes. He is a good boy, and he will obediently listen to his father, "When will father come?"

"Soon." Moss got up, "I will meet your master in the name of father's assistant."

Lan Luo nodded with a sullen face. Moss stared at him deeply, but said nothing. He turned around and retreated into the space vortex. The next second, the vortex twisted and rotated again, and a breeze blew by, and the study returned to its previous quietness.

Qi Chao, who was in the basement at the moment, was happily concentrating on making dolls. He didn't know that a bandaged one-eyed doll came and went, and naturally he didn't know that his son was in a bad mood.

Being a puppet is Qi Chao's old profession, and he knows what to do with his eyes closed, but this time there is an extra step to release his mental power.

Whether it's clay molding, carving and refining, or turning over the mold, every step requires the spiritual power of the humanoid master.

The circle on the front of the transparent special glove lights up with a faint green light. This is the glove's spiritual power sensing device. As long as the circle lights up, it means that the mental power is operating normally.

Originally, Qi Chao was not used to making puppets while releasing his mental power, but maybe he was talented and became proficient in a few minutes.

He focused on the head that was about to be formed, kneading the special clay with his bony fingers, and the outline of the head gradually became clear as the carving knife was sharpened.

Making dolls cannot be completed in a day or two. As an experienced puppet artist, Qi Chao knows how torturous the long time is.

After finishing today's tasks, Qi Chao packed his things, got up and went back to his room to sleep, and continued to work in the basement early the next morning.

During the period, I went upstairs to pick up a new express delivery.

So far, all the materials for making dolls are completely complete.

Qi Chao twitched his lips when he heard the system prompting that [-] points had been credited to the account.

No matter how small a mosquito is, it is still meat. One hundred points is equivalent to [-] star coins, which is not a lot.

Upstairs, after Lang Luo learned a few words, he ran to the projection screen to watch the animation as usual.

I don't know if it was Qi Chao's illusion, but he always felt that something was wrong with Lan Luo today.

Zai'er only ate a few mouthfuls of the advanced energy stone he prepared this morning, and he didn't eat much last night. He should be hungry at this time, but when Qi Chao asked about it, Lan Luo showed a bright expression as usual Smile and bluntly say that you are not hungry.

Lan Luo was indeed not hungry.

Because he was already full of anger from his elder brother.

Qi Chao didn't know that Zai'er didn't want to eat because he was wronged, so he simply believed Lan Luo's words, thinking that he was thinking too much.

But when he came out of the basement to eat at noon, Lang Luo still only took a few bites and stopped.

This is so abnormal.

How can such a good cub eat so little?

"Lan Luo, are you full after just two bites?" Qi Chao frowned slightly, walked to the doll and rubbed his hair.

"Hmm." Lan Luo's eyes were slightly bent, and he showed a comfortable expression like a cat, and he seemed to be in a good mood.

Qi Chao subconsciously ruled out the option that Zai Zai didn't want to eat because of his mood. There was only one reason, Lan Luo was sick.

Do dolls get sick?

Certainly, as long as there is life, it will be sick.

But Qi Chao checked all the posts on the forum, and there was no mention of a doll's similar illness. When he spoke on the forum for the first time, what he got was a bunch of mocking words.

Grandpa is here_Floor 1: [Hahahaha dolls will get sick hahahaha, none of the funniest jokes this year. 】

Autumn Wine Talk_2nd floor: [Grandpa, are you stunned, the host, a group of puppets popping out of rocks, how could they get sick?Oh no, he will also get sick. If the doll's heart is gone, wouldn't he be sick? 】

Upstairs Climb_Third Floor: [As the name says, the upstairs can be climbed for the Lord, so stop looking down on dolls! !Don’t listen to them, the landlord may eat less energy stones because it is not suitable for your appetite. You can try to buy energy stones of other colors to change your appetite. 】

There are always some rz_4 floor: [Again? On the 3rd floor, do you act as a puppet as your father?To change your appetite, hot knowledge dolls have no taste, cold knowledge power stones have no taste, so read more to avoid exposing your shallowness. 】

Melon Eater Messenger _ 4th Floor [Are you arguing?It’s great, I’ll stay in the building first, grab melon seeds to watch the fun.jpg]

……

Qi Chao looked at the message in the post and frowned, what the hell?How can we still quarrel?

He didn't care about the farce in the building, and finally came to a conclusion from the beginning to the end. As long as there is no problem with the heart of the doll, they will not get sick, and if there is a problem with the heart of the doll, the reaction is not anorexia .

Qi Chao was a little puzzled.

Is Zai Zai really all right?

At this moment, Lang Luo was sitting on the sofa, dangling his legs, staring at the animation with great interest, and he didn't look sick at all.

Seeing this, Qi Chao thought about it, and decided to ask the experts. He clicked on the doctor's chat interface and entered the question.

After a few minutes, there was no movement on the chat interface.

Qi Chao looked calm, not everyone was waiting in front of the optical brain to talk to him, the doctor is a busy man, he understood, after thinking about it, he found two professional puppet artists who were added not long ago.

Unlike the doctor, after Qi Chao sent the question, the two immediately gave the answer, but the reaction was different.

Beigo: [Anorexic?Can it be eaten?Why do you care so much?What's up with your trash mother rock? 】

Qi Chao replied perfunctorily, and then clicked on Aisley's chat interface.

Eisley: [I haven't heard that the puppet has anorexia symptoms, maybe it's just not hungry?You can wait until it is hungry before feeding it. 】

After asking so many people, they all felt that the puppet was not sick. Although Qi Chao was still a little worried, he was not as nervous as before.

As long as the baby is okay.

Thinking of this, Qi Chao's optical brain suddenly vibrated.

It was the message from the doctor.

Doctor: [Anorexia? 】

Qi Chao typed the next word and sent it.

Doctor: [You can grind the energy block into the size of a grain of rice and put it in water to feed him, and then observe the puppet's condition. 】

After asking so many people, this is the first one to offer professional advice. Qi Chao was startled and typed curiously: 【Why do you do this?Is it ground into rice grains to facilitate the digestion of the cubs? 】

Doctor: [You can understand it like this ^_^]

learned, learned.

Before trying it, Qi Chao believed more than half of it first. There was no way. Compared with the doctor's words, the previous ones seemed too unprofessional.

At night, according to the doctor's instructions, Qi Chao ground the energy stone into rice grains, soaked them in water, and served them to the doll.

The only one who can soak energy stones in water is father.

Lang Luo was very smart, and he figured out the whole story almost immediately. At the same time, he also understood what his father meant. He paused, and put the energy stone the size of a grain of rice into his mouth with a spoon.

Qi Chao was already mentally prepared, but he was still shocked when he saw this scene.

The little puppet actually ate up all the energy stones!Nothing left!

Qi Chao turned around and took out his optical brain, and excitedly typed a bunch of words on the chat interface to express his thanks.

And Lan Luo also let out a soft breath where Qi Chao couldn't see.

Soaking energy stones in water is one of the ways my father punishes.

Father was telling himself not to trouble him.

Lan Luo's eyelashes trembled slightly. He wanted to obey his father obediently, but he seemed to be a bad boy in front of his father again.

At this moment, Qi Chao, who had finished sending the message, smiled unrelentingly. He squatted down, reached out and rubbed Lan Luo's soft hair, his eyes were distressed, and his voice was low: "Lan Luo had a very hard day today. Bar?"

Qi Chao's thinking is very simple. Since the purpose of grinding rice grains is to facilitate digestion, it means that Lan Luo may not be able to digest energy smoothly. In other words, the cub is actually sick. It's really distressing and funny to laugh at yourself as if nothing happened.

Lan Luo froze for a moment, and looked at Qi Chao with his blue eyes puzzled.

"You must tell your father if you feel uncomfortable in the future." Qi Chao looked at Lan Luo's ignorant eyes and didn't want to be too serious. He joked: "Lan Luo is the best child in the world. When a good child is uncomfortable, he needs The adults comforted me."

He is the best kid in the world.

Hearing these words, Lang Luo's eyes lit up immediately, and he nodded emphatically in agreement, with an excited expression on his face, as if he had gotten some incredible treasure.