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Uehara finally arranged a place for the puppet class kiddies.

"Xiao, as for the commissions, it's up to you to pay them." Ignoring the disharmonious atmosphere where the brats and Xiao looked at each other unhappy, in Room 404, Uehara drafted a simple agreement and copied it.

Twenty-four copies, handed over to Xie and the twenty-four imps in the puppet class.

After signing the agreement with each other, the two sides stopped talking and stared at each other in embarrassment.

Scorpion is full of doubts about whether a group of children can complete the task of making his own puppet parts, while the kids in the puppet class are still hesitant about whether they really want to work for Scorpion of Red Sand.

In the end, it was Scorpio who broke the deadlock.

"My puppet Crow has more than 500 basic parts, and I hand over 320 of them to you." Xie took out a crimson scroll. After opening the scroll, there was a clatter, and messy paper notes were scattered.

There was a pile on the ground, "We want to be companions, but you must first prove your worth."

The kids still looked indifferent, so Uehara had no choice but to pick up the messy drawings and documents and distribute them to them one by one.

More than three hundred parts, ranging from screws to puppet shells, were divided among twenty-four people, with each person receiving a dozen.

"You cannot be defeated by any difficulties while pursuing power. Even if you hate Scorpion, there is no need to give up the rare opportunity to learn puppetry."

Uehara smiled and picked up a drawing himself, "Scorpion is a very powerful puppet master. You can definitely learn a lot by making these puppet parts."

The kiddies finally began to reluctantly pick up a few drawings and started discussing them in twos and threes.

Uehara looked at the huge drawing in his hand, which was as big as a map. Uehara roughly looked at the scale of such a large drawing, but it was only a design drawing of a screw less than half a centimeter.

In his previous life, Uehara would always hear things like this. All the drawings of a certain type of fighter jet were enough to fill the entire warehouse.

Scorpion's puppet is absolutely perfect, and all the design drawings piled up are thicker than all the books in Uehara's student career put together.

It seems that whether it is high-end machinery or top-notch puppet production, they are all the result of technology.

The drawing Uehara held in his hand turned out to be used to fix the teeth of the puppet crow. Really, why does the puppet have teeth to bite people? Uehara said he couldn't understand.

…

As expected of the descendants of puppet masters, to make these slightly complicated parts, the kiddos in Puppet Class C brought various complicated tools from their own homes that were left behind by their family members or elders.

The originally empty storage room was set up with tool tables here and there, making jingling noises. It looked like a blacksmith's shop or a chemistry laboratory in Uehara's student days, and everyone began to make puppet parts.

"Mumu, what is this for?" It's unimaginable that bald Mumu, who looks like a violent little bastard, is wearing something like a gas mask, like a scholar.

"Poison." Mumu said angrily through the gas mask, "The design drawings say that poisons that are easy to gasify and can be effective when in contact with wounds are needed. So, I went to catch two snakes.

"

"It's just that the recipe of that bastard scorpion is so weird. Why does alcohol need to be added to the snake venom?"

Well, a kid who used test tubes to extract snake venom like crazy. Uehara looked at the two venomous snakes with the same color as the desert that were curled and twisting in the mesh bag, trying to burrow out. Hearing the rustling sound of the scales of the venomous snakes, he felt a chill.

Leave quickly. In other places, the little ghosts gradually devoted themselves to their work.

What excites them is that Scorpion is indeed an excellent puppet master. Putting aside the skill of controlling the puppet, even the simple part design shows the wisdom of Red Sand Scorpion.

A group of seemingly powerful brats, Uehara thought.

One day is not enough for the little ghosts to complete even one puppet part. This is bound to be an extremely long task.

Uehara overestimated the abilities of a group of children. As the orphans of the destroyed puppet army, the knowledge they received about making puppets was really limited.

Accidental injuries occur every day, and incidents such as fires and explosions occur one after another. Some kids have their fingers cut off, others have their toes smashed by heavy objects, or irritating drugs get into their mouths and noses, and Mumu

, he was bitten by a poisonous snake as expected, and Mumu, who was as strong as a calf, immediately went to the hospital to lie down.

Uehara wanted to blame Scorpion. Didn't he agree on the basic components, but Scorpion gave the hidden weapon activation device and the poison formula to the kiddos in Puppet Class C. Only when Uehara saw Scorpion consciously handling emergencies as a medical ninja

, Uehara stopped thinking about arguing with Scorpion anymore. This can be regarded as a way for the two sides who are separated to promote communication.

For a whole month, Uehara carried a big stone around the Sand Hidden Village in boredom for a whole month. The hot sun in the desert tanned his skin two shades of black.

On the thirty-second lap, Uehara was breathing heavily from his nostrils, like a wild bull.

"Hey Uehara!" Xiaochong stood on the high wall of Sand Hidden Village with his hands clasped together and called to Uehara in the distance, "Scorpion is calling you."

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When it came time for all the components to be inspected and accepted, the little devils in Puppet Class C were each more miserable than the last, and almost all of them had injuries on their bodies.

Collecting the scattered parts made by the puppet class, they were piled on the ground in a mess. Scorpion sat with his legs crossed together, with parts in front of him. He was extremely familiar with those scattered parts that others could not distinguish. He picked up a

, it will definitely be what he needs.

Like building blocks, the replica crow gradually took shape in Scorpion's deft hands.

In the end, after more than ten minutes, a puppet crow with an arm missing, a larger shell and a bunch of extra parts appeared.

"It took you a month to make all the parts," Xie said with a smile on his lips, "It also took me a month to make the puppet crow."

"Designing drawings and selecting appropriate materials only take up a very small amount of time in the production process of the crow, and the production of core components also does not take too long."

“The production of the basic parts of the crow took the most time.”

"Although some parts are not up to standard," Xie glanced at the discarded parts and nodded, "but I have to say that you guys who are not talented enough can help me save a lot of precious time."

"To me, you are a useful tool." (To be continued)