Alien Hotel.

Chapter 662 Somewhat Distant
For Sheng, the limitation on facility size is easy to solve. This valley is very large, and there are also a lot of "subsets" and "secondary spaces" connected to the valley. It would be a piece of cake to allocate a special place for Eileen to carry out production.

But the restrictions on raw materials are a major headache.

The materials needed for mass-producing dolls are mainly divided into two parts: conventional and unconventional. The conventional part consists of clay (or any malleable substrate) and alchemical materials. The former can be obtained in abundance in the valley, and the latter can be purchased in large quantities from outside. The unconventional part consists of the spirit fox iron that forms the doll's skeleton and the spiritual blood that acts as a "catalyst." The "supply" of these two items has always been a problem.

Comparatively speaking, the problem with the Spirit Fox Black Iron is not actually that serious. On the one hand, as long as Hu Li has enough food, her fusion products will also be plentiful, and everyone knows how much food Hu Li eats. On the other hand, the amount used is actually not large. A small amount of Black Iron skeleton does not actually provide support for the puppet, but is only used to give the puppet "spiritual power", enabling it to emit Eileen rays and have a certain degree of growth potential (such as learning to fly on a sword from Grandpa Yun).

Each doll only needs a small amount of spirit fox iron, and if the supply really runs out, Eileen can also produce a "non-spiritual version" without the iron skeleton. At most, the mass-produced bodies will lose their ranged abilities and growth potential, but they can still manipulate threads. Such mass-produced dolls can still serve as auxiliary units or as "worker bees" in the valley.

But if the blood supply, which acts as the "catalyst," is insufficient, then there's nothing that can be done.

After all, this isn't something you can achieve just by trying harder...

Another Eileen, now fully repaired, climbed up from the alchemy platform. The little doll sat on the edge of the platform with her arms crossed, deep in thought, radiating an aura of having many ideas but not being able to figure them out.

To be honest, Yu Sheng didn't expect the little guy to come up with any ideas, but he still asked out of curiosity (and out of politeness), "What ideas do you have?"

To everyone's surprise, Eileen actually had an idea: "Do you think we could exploit a bug..."

Yu Sheng looked completely bewildered: "What bug?"

The little doll asked earnestly, "Tell me, isn't the blood flowing out of your body your own blood?"

Yu Sheng: "...I'm starting to have a bad feeling."

“Here’s what we’ll do: first, we’ll match your blood type, then we’ll find a suitable blood source outside—there are definitely countless people in Shuji willing to line up to donate blood to you, then we’ll transfuse it into your left hand and leave it in your right, it just passes through your body like that…” The little puppet clapped its hands as it spoke, “Hey, isn’t that how we establish a production cycle?”

"Holy crap, is this how you use a production cycle?" Yu Sheng was amazed by the little thing's idea, but he was also a little flustered. "Did you learn this skill from those unscrupulous merchants who make fake amulets, run around to the foot of Thousand Peaks Spirit Mountain, and then come back claiming that they were blessed by immortals?"

Eileen crossed her arms: "Tell me, isn't this a great idea?"

“…I suggest we think of something else,” Yu Sheng’s eyes twitched twice. “Let’s not even talk about whether your self-deceptive process will work. It’s another question whether my blood type can even be matched with someone else’s—I’m quite self-aware about that.”

Eileen scoffed softly, then crossed her arms and started thinking again. It seemed that the previous idea had exhausted her mental resources, and she couldn't think of any other way this time.

Yu Sheng, seemingly inspired by the little doll's insightful idea, suddenly had a thought after a moment of contemplation: "Perhaps we can exploit another bug...?"

Eileen opened her mouth: "There are still bugs?"

"I remember we summarized the pattern of my blood and death, right?" Yu Sheng said, recalling. "Under normal circumstances, if I die, my body will 'reset,' and all the direct 'traces' related to my death will be erased, such as bloodstains left at the scene of the incident, and the memories of eyewitnesses..."

Eileen listened intently, her eyes holding a somewhat subtle expression: "Yes, that's true, but what exactly are you trying to say?"

“The bloodstains left at the scene of death will disappear, but in two situations, the blood that flowed out of my body will not be affected by a similar ‘retrospection’ effect,” Yu Sheng shook his head. “One situation is blood that was released before the ‘death event’ began. Because this blood has no causal relationship with my death event, it will not be affected by ‘trace erasure.’ That’s how the blood stored in the blood tank is preserved. And the other situation…”

Yu Sheng stroked his chin, pondering intently.

“The second scenario is that the blood was ‘used’ or ‘transformed’ before the death event ended,” he slowly began. “For example, the fungal carpet I laid when I died—like back at the Blackrock Space Station. Although I died on the spot, my blood had already seeped into the environment. Later, the death event was erased, but my infiltration effect on the space station did not disappear. This is because blood that has already been used will not be retroactive, but will remain as a given fact.”

To be honest, this topic is a bit strange, but Yu Sheng has experienced a lot in his life, so he doesn't think so. In addition, there is no one with normal values ​​to talk to about it, so his flexible thinking has become unrestrained.

Eileen's expression grew increasingly strange: "What exactly are you trying to say—"

"Connect a tube to my body and run it directly to that thing. Is that a good idea?" Yu Sheng pointed to the diffusion device in the corner of the hall. "Then you can go all out and just keep producing, while I'll just let it die... with the added bonus of 'blood used up, no refunds or replacements.'"

Eileen: "..."

Yu Sheng: "..."

The two stared at each other, neither saying a word.

Half a minute later, the little puppet finally exclaimed in surprise, "Are you a human?!" Yu Sheng thought for a moment and nodded, "I think I am."

Eileen: "So you're the kind of person who can use this to kill someone every thirty minutes, huh!"

“...That does sound a bit odd,” Yu Sheng touched the tip of his nose, his wandering thoughts slowly coming together, and then said the same thing Eileen had said earlier, “But tell me, isn’t this a good idea?”

“Then I suggest we think of something else,” Eileen said, her face scrunched up as she sat on the edge of the alchemy platform with her arms crossed and her legs dangling below. “Even if you put two bags of saline solution in before you bleed next time.”

As soon as she finished speaking, Luna next to her slowly nodded: "Finally, I heard something from the mortal realm."

Yu Sheng didn't say anything more. After that incredibly gloomy mental storm, he seemed to have suddenly... overcome a mental hurdle. Some doubts that he had always subconsciously ignored before surfaced in his mind. After a brief moment of distraction, he looked up and his gaze fell on the diffusion device in the corner of the wall.

Thin wisps of crimson mist drifted slowly through the air from above the device.

It looks like blood, smells like blood, and is warm red when it flows out of the body.

Blood, vibrant yet symbolizing death.

Yu Sheng raised his hand and placed it in front of his eyes, staring quietly at his palm. His gaze seemed to penetrate the skin and flesh, seeing something crimson flowing inside, like liquid life, flowing death, an amorphous cycle of life and death.

"...How exactly does this work?" he muttered to himself. "What exactly is this thing?"

Eileen suddenly heard some faint sounds, the sounds had no source, as if they were vibrating directly in her mind. She saw Luna also suddenly raise her head, as if she had heard the same sounds. Then, she noticed that Yu Sheng's figure became a little blurry - inside that human body, there seemed to be something overlapping.

It was pitch black, like a dark shadow.

A black shadow slowly emerged from around Yu Sheng's silhouette, spreading through the air.

But suddenly, the pitch-black thing, as black as death, vanished again—along with the memory of witnessing it, it also disappeared from the doll's mind. Yu Sheng was only stunned for a few seconds before he quickly came to his senses, put his hand down, and shook it.

"Alright, I can't figure it out right now," he said casually. "It seems that the problem of raw material restrictions still can't be completely solved, but there are ways to alleviate it... At worst, we can do what you just said and add some saline solution, since the amount used is not much."

The little doll swayed back and forth on the platform, exclaiming in an exaggerated manner, "Alas, from now on I can only use watered-down materials to make mass-produced machines for myself."

Yu Sheng felt that this little thing's tone and actions were particularly irritating—but she had too many people around her and was afraid she couldn't beat her...

“Ahem, let’s go check out the Black Forest first,” he said, rubbing his nose. “Go pick a location for your doll town and decide on the location for the new ‘doll production center’.”

"Okay!"

A moment later, near the Black Forest, Yu Sheng, carrying a mass-produced Erin on his shoulder, stood on a large tree stump, hands on his hips, looking at the open space in front of him.

Strictly speaking, this open area is also part of the Black Forest—it forcibly expanded a large area from the original valley, and the terrain is flat, making it very suitable for construction.

In fact, the children in the fairy tale had already built a logging camp and sawmill on the edge of this open area near the Black Forest, and the timber they used to build their houses was basically transported from here.

A paved road cuts through the middle of the open field, passing logging camps and sawmills, and stretches into the Black Forest, ending at the cabins where hunters and squirrels live, while its other end leads to the fairytale town in the heart of the valley.

In addition, there is a fork in the road in the middle that leads to Star Harbor.

The terrain is open and flat, with existing roads, backed by abundant forest resources, and very close to the Star Harbor. The power supply problem of the Doll Town can be solved directly by drawing electricity from the Star Harbor—all you need to do is find the all-powerful Engineer Sun to run a cable.

"This is the place," Yu Sheng clapped his hands, "Let's get started!"

Eileen: "Okay!"

(End of this chapter)