Under One Person: The Puppet Immortal in the Tang Sect

"Preparing for consciousness transfer, shall we begin?"

"start."

Cui Ming's consciousness withdrew from the deep space and returned to the workshop.

On the control panel, the prepared puppet body has been activated, and the energy core is glowing with a pale blue light.

Cui Ming grabbed the sword puppet's energy core with one hand, extracted the modified ball of consciousness light, and injected it into the puppet's connection port.

……

Three hours later, the puppet's fingers twitched.

Next are the wrist, forearm, and shoulder joint.

It slowly sat up from the platform, its movements initially stiff, but quickly becoming fluid.

At the head position, the previously empty armor plates slide open to the sides, revealing the sensors underneath.

At the very center is a crystalline lens that simulates vision, which is currently emitting a pale golden light.

The sword puppet "Nameless" lowered its head and looked at its hands.

The metal fingers opened and closed several times, adapting to the new body.

How are you feeling?

Cui Ming asked.

"Physical performance exceeded expectations."

The nameless voice was transmitted smoothly and clearly through the vocal tractor in the chest cavity.

"The range of motion of the joints is greater than that of the human body, and the upper limit of force output is higher, but the accuracy of tactile feedback is reduced by 37 percent."

"The sensor sensitivity can be adjusted later."

Anonymous rises from the platform, and lands silently.

It walked to the weapons rack on one side of the workshop and took down a training steel knife.

The body automatically adjusts its posture the moment you grip the knife.

Slightly adjust the shoulder, elbow, and wrist joints, lower the center of gravity, and point the blade tip diagonally downwards.

That's the starting stance for the Iaijutsu.

There was no buildup of power, no warning.

A flash of light.

The test stake, three zhang away, snapped instantly, its cross-section as smooth as a mirror.

Sheathed the sword.

Although it didn't have a scabbard at its waist, it was just making a mock gesture.

"Complete swordsmanship memory and good physical adaptation."

Wuming turned to look at Cui Ming.

"It can be tested in real combat."

"No rush."

Cui Ming pulled up another design drawing.

"Finish the final exterior decoration first."

Those were the components he had prepared for a long time: the wings of a flying sword.

This inspiration came from the TV series "The Legend of Zu" that I watched as a child, but the design is entirely based on real-world mechanical techniques.

The twelve specially made flying swords are two feet three inches long and one inch two-tenths inches wide. They are forged from lightweight alloys and their internal design is completely based on the floating cannons.

Each flying sword can be controlled independently or combined into a wing-like structure and mounted on the back armor.

"This is……"

"Your new gear."

"The twelve flying swords can be used for long-range sword attacks, or combined into temporary shields or propulsion wings. The control system has been integrated into your body, and you will need to spend some time getting used to it."

The armor plate behind the nameless figure opened, revealing an interface.

Cui Ming installed the flying sword base and connected the energy lines.

The twelve flying swords are embedded in one after another, arranged in two rows. When folded up, they fit snugly against the back armor, and when unfolded, their wingspan can reach twelve feet.

"Try to activate."

An unnamed thought stirred slightly.

The leftmost flying sword detached from its base and hovered in the air.

The sword emitted a pale blue energy halo, swirling, accelerating, and suddenly stopping within the workshop according to Wuming's thoughts.

Then came the second one, the third one...

After all twelve flying swords were activated, Wuming began to attempt to control them in combination.

The flying swords sometimes disperse to attack different targets, sometimes arrange themselves into formation to block simulated attacks, and sometimes combine into a wing shape to provide short-range hovering.

"The system response delay of 0.03 seconds is acceptable."

A blue light flashed from all of Wuming's sensors.

"Energy consumption is too high, and a planned usage rhythm is needed for sustained combat."

"The energy core will be optimized and improved in the future."

Looking at the test data, Cui Ming found that it basically met expectations.

The Nameless Sword Puppet is finally officially complete.

……

At the same time, three hundred miles away from the Divine Machine Alliance.

In the mountainous area surrounding Guijianchou, Lu Ci, the second young master of the Lu family, has been searching for ten days with more than thirty members of the Lu family.

They set out at dawn and returned at night.

Every grove of trees, every crevice in the rocks, and every stream has been searched by them more than once.

"Second Young Master, the valley three miles to the west has been searched, but nothing was found."

A member of the family came to report.

Lu Ci stood on a hillside, his eyes bloodshot.

His elder brother, Lü Ren, had his right arm severed by Bi He Ren in the battle of the Black Pine Forest. Although he survived after treatment, his cultivation was greatly damaged, and his Ruyi Jin skill was probably reduced by more than half.

This grudge must be avenged!

Annoyingly, this enemy suddenly disappeared.

"Investigate again."

Lu Ci's eyes were bloodshot as he suppressed his anger.

"Expand the search area northward, and search all the caves, underground dwellings, and abandoned houses within a 20-mile radius."

"Second Young Master, we have already..."

"I said! Investigate!"

Lu Ci turned around abruptly, his eyes flashing with a fierce light.

"If we can't find the Hira ninja, we'll look for anything related to them! Footprints, scraps of clothing, discarded ninja tools, anything will do!"

The young men lowered their heads.

"Yes."

The group dispersed again.

Lu Ci slammed his fist into the tree trunk beside him, and the pine tree, as thick as a bowl, snapped in two.

He didn't believe it.

How could dozens of Higanbana ninjas simply vanish into thin air?

They must have hidden themselves, or used some secret method to escape.

But as long as they are still within the territory of the Eastern Kingdom, he is determined to dig them out.

I want to see him alive, or I want to see his body if he's dead.

In the distance, several spies from other sects secretly observed the Lü family's actions and shook their heads.

"The Lü family has gone mad."

"No wonder. Lu Ren is half crippled, and Lu Ci is now the pillar of the Lu family's younger generation. If this revenge cannot be taken, the Lu family will lose all face."

"But this search can't go on forever."

"Let them search, we'll just keep an eye on things. What if they find any clues..."

The spies lowered their voices and continued to monitor.

What they didn't know was that just a hundred feet below their feet, Cui Ming had passed through this area seven days earlier.

The passage for earth-walking techniques had long been closed, leaving no trace.

All clues, all evidence, and all possible leads pointing to the truth have been completely erased.

The disappearance of Higoshi is destined to become an unsolved mystery.

Chapter 211 Treatment

Due to the disappearance of the Higoshi troop, the Japanese military's original plan to deploy biological weapons was aborted.

However, they did not give up the invasion. Instead, they assembled three regiments and advanced along the railway line toward Changsha.

Artillery barrage, infantry charges, and the battle lines were repeatedly clashed on both sides of the Xiang River.