Alien Hotel.

Chapter 41: Free Doll

Yu Sheng was completely confused.

When he saw Irene suddenly "break the connection" and fall out, he even thought that the doll died suddenly due to using a low-quality body - fortunately, the voice coming from behind interrupted his scary association in time.

Yu Sheng held Irene's body in his hand, raised his head stiffly, and looked at the large table that had been used to process clay.

The classical oil painting with a gorgeous frame was quietly leaning against the edge of the table. Irene was staring in the painting, looking at this side in panic.

"I, I don't know what happened!" Noticing Yu Sheng's gaze, Irene immediately waved her hands vigorously, "I was running forward a second ago, but when I opened my eyes, I was already back. What's going on? This..."

A slightly harsh, low laugh came out from the frame, as if mocking, but also as if with a hint of sympathy.

It was the stuffed teddy bear that made the sound. This time, Yu Sheng finally saw it smiling with his own eyes.

Irene couldn't stand this. She immediately jumped to the red carpet chair, picked up the teddy bear on it, pinched its neck and shook it hard: "You're still happy! You're still happy! Is it you who did this? I'm back now!"

However, the mindless teddy bear could not respond and continued to giggle in Irene's hands, making the doll more and more furious.

Seeing this, Yu Sheng hurried forward, ready to persuade the puppet girl in the oil painting: "Hey, don't be so excited, let's think about it..."

He had just said half of his words when the doll girl in the oil painting who was holding a teddy bear, choking it, throwing it over the shoulder and armbaring it suddenly disappeared. Then Yu Sheng felt the body of the doll in his hand suddenly bounce back. Before he could react, the 66.6-centimeter-tall little thing pounced on his arm and, out of inertia, performed a three-step sequence of choking (unsuccessful), shoulder throwing (unsuccessful) and armbaring (unsuccessful).

But she was very strong and squeezed the flesh on Yu Sheng's arm so hard that it hurt.

Yu Sheng had no choice but to tear Irene off his arm, and then he lifted her up in front of his eyes and shook her vigorously: "Wake up, wake up, I am Yu Sheng, you are out again."

Irene gradually reacted at this time. She hung in the air in a daze for a while, raised her head and looked around, and finally focused her eyes on Yu Sheng's face: "...Ah?"

Then they both looked up at the picture frame not far away, and fell into a daze and thought at the same time.

A moment later, Yu Sheng carried Irene backwards without saying a word, all the way to the place where she had fallen. As he took his last step, the body of the puppet in his hand instantly fell down as if the power was cut off, and its life force disappeared.

Irene's figure suddenly appeared in the painting. She looked around and looked up at Yu Sheng blankly: "I'm back, so as expected..."

Yu Sheng casually lifted the puppet body in his hand toward the oil painting, bringing the two closer together.

Then the body suddenly came back to life, as if the "power outage" had never happened. Irene's voice came from it, continuing the half sentence that she had not finished saying in the oil painting: "...Is it because of the distance?"

"It seems so." Yu Sheng frowned slightly as he watched this scene, and then he moved the puppet a little further away, and then he saw the puppet's body in his hand "power off" again. Irene's voice came from not far away: "Then this is..."

Yu Sheng pushed the puppet forward again.

Irene: "...It's a bit troublesome... Can you please stop playing? You took it apart in the time it took me to say a word!"

Yu Sheng angrily took Irene to a place closer to the painting, and explained: "I mainly want to confirm the exact distance of your 'signal'."

"Is there any difference between five and six meters? It's just these two steps at most!" Irene was being held by the collar and was making a fuss. Suddenly, she felt something was wrong and glared at Yu Sheng, "Put me down! Why are you holding me up all the time?"

When Yu Sheng heard this, he quickly put the doll lady, who was in an increasingly bad mood, on the ground, and then glared at her.

Only then did Irene realize that she had to tilt her head almost 90 degrees to talk to Yu Sheng.

However, her dignity did not allow Yu Sheng to squat down and communicate with her - not to mention that even if Yu Sheng squatted down, she still had to keep her head up.

"Stand there and don't move." the puppet suddenly said.

Yu Sheng was stunned: "What are you doing?"

The next second he knew what Irene wanted to do - the puppet hugged his legs and started to climb up, and it jumped up in a few seconds like climbing a tree, as agile as a monkey, and then sat directly on his shoulder.

Yu Sheng was a little dazed, but he didn't dare to move, for fear of dropping Irene: "I haven't agreed yet..."

Irene said confidently: "You didn't ask me if I agreed when you carried me to test the signal just now."

Yu Sheng was speechless for a moment.

The two returned to the big table and began to study the painting.

"I am indeed out. I can feel that my 'soul' is in this body now," Irene frowned and looked at her former "prison cell" with a troubled look, "but..."

"But from the performance, it seems that this painting is still your 'foundation'. Your current body seems to be remotely controlled and the connection will be disconnected when it is out of distance." Yu Sheng expressed his opinion frankly.

Irene hung her head, looking extremely depressed. But she didn't cry this time - probably because the series of blows were quite severe, and she had built up a mental resistance like brain death in a short period of time.

Yu Sheng panicked after seeing the puppet's calm reaction, and hurried to comfort it: "Don't be too pessimistic, maybe this body is not working well. I will practice my skills and reshape the body next time..."

"Tell me," Irene suddenly spoke up, interrupting Yu Sheng's chatter. The expression on the little doll's face was very complicated, making it hard to tell what she was feeling at the moment. "Running around with your cell on your back, did you escape from prison or not?"

Yu Sheng was stunned. After thinking for a moment, he said, "I've seen a man carrying his cell around before. He ended up in a miserable state, but he was 'inside' his cell. You are at least outside..."

"I don't know what you're talking about." Irene muttered, then jumped off Yu Sheng's shoulder. She jumped onto the table, and with a complicated expression came to the oil painting that sealed her. She stretched out her hands to grab the frame, lifted it up with a little force, then put it down again, turned around and tried to carry it on her back.

However, the painting was huge - although it was easy for a student to carry it with one hand, for Irene, it was almost as tall as her.

"…Is there a rope at home?" the puppet raised its head and asked.

"Yes!" Yu Sheng nodded immediately, "Wait a moment, I'll get it!"

Ten minutes later, Irene watched Yu Sheng carefully tie the knot on the painting frame and adjust the position of the buckle. When the preparations were almost done, she stepped forward and said, "I think it's ready."

"Come and try it," Yu Sheng nodded, standing up the picture frame and watching Irene put her arms through the back ropes with some unfamiliarity. "How is it? Is the rope buckle in the right position? Do you need to tighten it a little more?"

Irene tugged at the rope buckle on her shoulder, carried the picture frame on her back and walked around the table twice, then nodded with satisfaction: "No, it fits perfectly!"

"Is it heavy?"

"It's not heavy at all. I'm very strong!" Irene said, jumping on the table with the picture frame on her back, and then began to jog around the edge of the table.

The tiny doll (66.6cm) was running around on the table carrying a painting frame that was almost as tall as her. The scene looked a bit... weird.

But as Yu Sheng watched this scene, he gradually began to laugh.

Because he saw Irene also laughed, the doll seemed to have gotten rid of its bad mood and was gradually becoming happy.

She was more optimistic than Yu Sheng had imagined.

"It's quite light!" Irene stopped at the edge of the table and said to the student with a smile, "This way I don't have to worry about the limitation of 'distance'. I'm so smart!"

"You are indeed optimistic," Yu Sheng said sincerely, "I thought you would be depressed for a while."

“People have to look forward - the same goes for puppets,” Irene happily jumped down from the table and climbed up Yu Sheng’s arm to his shoulder - this time she was not as flexible as before, because she had to pay attention to the picture frame on her back to prevent it from bumping into the chair and hitting Yu Sheng’s head. “Compared to before, at least I can move freely. I’ll just carry it on my back. It seems that the guy in the painting doesn’t want me to be too far away... Let’s go, let’s go downstairs, you haven’t had dinner yet - I want to watch TV!”

Yu Sheng was stunned for a moment, turned his head slightly, and looked at the doll with a smile on its face, as if it was full of expectations for the future.

"Okay, let's cook," he raised his hand to help Irene get up from the chair, "then tonight we will start studying the passage back to the valley."

"Well," Irene also seemed full of fighting spirit, with a bright smile on her face, she raised her hand and pointed forward with high spirits, "Go!"

Yu Sheng then lifted the doll off his shoulder and said, "I threw you down."

Irene immediately shrank back: "No, no, the atmosphere was just about to get to this point..."

Yu Sheng shook his head in a helpless manner, put the puppet back on his shoulders, and walked forward.

It is getting dark outside the window. The street lights in the old city are lit up one by one in the night. The hazy and warm lights flow through the old streets and alleys. Through the window, a sense of tranquility permeates.

"Yusheng, it's completely dark outside."

"correct."

"Hehe, I'm kind of looking forward to it..."

"Expect what? Dark?"

"No, I'm just a little bit excited. It has nothing to do with the darkness~"

"……don't know."

"whispering sound."

(End of this chapter)