"Is heaven and hell really like what your teacher said?"
After hearing such a question, Monica just smiled and said, "It's special for the teacher. He only believes in the facts he has witnessed with his own eyes, and he will seek those he has not seen before. He won't make any conclusions until he finds his own answer. But I think he doesn't remember most of the things that can be done. He only likes the process of pursuing, not the answer." Later, Monica sighed.
"Well, that means heaven and hell only depend on one's mood?"
I don't know
Yanni asked a question about Monica's answer with an expression. Monica said slowly, "For me, that's a doubt that hasn't been concluded yet. Maybe one day I'll come up with another set, or maybe I've really witnessed heaven and hell. Although the chances of seeing the latter are greater. Hmph~" She chuckled self deprecatingly.
"Hmm..." After thinking for a while, Yanni shook her head vigorously as if giving up, regaining her curious gaze, and said to Monica, "So what's next? What's next? How do we make that doll?"
Being entangled by a countess like her own sister, Monica can only resent why she is in this place. Only helplessly continuing to say the next thing
The bones made of gold are connected using a thread that easily conducts magic, and then moved into a "special" furnace at the heart's location. Various materials extracted from plants are used to make the appearance. It's amazing that this time the Austrian side did not find any reference data and completed the facial and other detailed positions. Moreover, the high level of completion and the impressive appearance really surprised Monica.
Monica once asked curiously, "Teacher, do you have any reference for this face? How else would you make such a face? Maybe! You like this tone..."
"What! Face. I don't know, I just made it look like that. Who knows where that came from."
"Didn't you do this?"
"I heard so."
"I heard... Didn't you do this?"
"It seems like that. Stop talking nonsense and don't come and help yet. Now is a critical moment!"
"Oh~! Okay."
"Bomb!" "Damn it, it exploded again..."
When the smoke dissipated, Monica patted off the black and gray on her face and asked helplessly, "Teacher... why did you use the explosive materials listed in the previous experiment's attribute list for the physical part of 'her'? Isn't this very dangerous?"
"Don't ask, how do I know what I was thinking when I was drawing the design? Sort it out here and I'll go out and find the materials I don't have enough."
"Okay~" The deliberately long voice showed a little impatience, but it was just Monica venting herself, because the old man who should have listened didn't care about such strange noises.
After all the body parts are completed, the next step is to make her conscious. Aofang took out the box with a side view of a standing BMW, took out the remaining ruby hero tomb, and placed it in the head of the doll. Then close the part of the skull.
When Monica saw the Hero's Tomb, she remembered the heart of the dungeon she had lost. "Ah! Teacher, about that..."
"Don't make any noise, important moment!"
"No! About the heart of that dungeon..."
"Is it missing? Then forget it!"
Monica was stunned. "How do you know it's missing?"
"Guess it. Mind him! This place is more important, don't help yet."
"Oh!"
Although it was a collaboration between the two, Monica always stood by and watched. Before the orders were given, she didn't even know what to do. This time, it was the same. Standing next to Aofang, Monica still stared blankly at what was happening before her.
Under the spell of the Austrian side, the doll's seven orifices emitted bursts of red light. The slowly opening eyes excited the Austrian side for a while. "Great, successful! Hahaha!"
Monica happily placed her hand in front of the doll, moving left and right, and saw the pair of blue eyes moving along with her hand. Monica smiled and said, "Come on, stand up!" But the doll didn't respond.
"Stand up?" Monica issued the command again, but still received a silent response. She looked at the Austrian side puzzled and asked, "Teacher, why hasn't she reacted?"
"Reaction? Yes, there is. Isn't her eyes following your manual movements? Why is there no reaction?"
"But I want her to stand up. She won't stand up."
"Does she know what 'standing up' is?" Aofang took a sip of the tea that had been brewed and prepared for celebration.
"Does it mean... she doesn't know anything about it?"
"That's right!" Aufang nodded and continued, "Now she's like a newborn baby who doesn't know anything, so she needs to 'educate' her. And the way of education is not difficult, as long as you repeatedly ask her some simple, life oriented questions, and then answer them, inputting the human heart into her memory in this way. After accumulating enough information, she will integrate everything on her own and become her exclusive personality. In fact, it's like teaching a child!"
After listening to Aofang's words, Monica scratched her head and asked, "How many questions do you need to ask?"
"I don't know!" With a simple tone and a shaking of her head, Aofang looked up and thought for a moment before saying, "Probably when she can ask questions, it means she's a little successful. When she can express her emotional reactions autonomously, it's successful. It's probably... it'll take a few years!"
"Ah~how many years... who will do it?"
"Of course it's you," Aufang patted Monica's shoulder. "I can't help with such a small matter. Keep going, I'll go get busy with other things. Remember, don't make the problem too difficult at first."
"Ah! Ah! Teacher! Teacher..." Monica tried to grab Orphan's hand and let it hang down in disappointment. She turned to look at the doll sitting there and said weakly, "Ah~are men like this? Ah~Let's find some clothes for her to wear first."
It seems that after more than ten years, with Monica's patience, the dolls have finally become somewhat useful to them. Actions such as tidying up, organizing, and passing on can now proceed smoothly. Even due to the by-products brought about by her special architecture, Aofang relies heavily on the functionality of dolls in many experiments. Because the precision of limb movement can accurately control the amount and time of added drugs, it is a great blessing for experimenters. From the reduction in the number of explosions caused by experimental errors, it can be seen that she is indeed useful. Moreover, that almost perfect memory is even more useful than an encyclopedia, for the Austrian side.
But still unable to express human like emotions, unable to laugh, cry, or get angry, these are still her imperfections. Furthermore, as she gained more knowledge, the questions she asked were no longer within Monica's ability. But sometimes she still asks some basic questions, making Monica laugh bitterly on the spot, not knowing how to answer. And when there are too many options or when one needs to make their own judgment, the doll will raise a considerable number of questions until there is an explanation or instruction.
Regarding her address, he completely ignored the Austrian side. As long as he needs someone to help him, it's okay, so it's the most common to hear: "Hey! Who, come and help me?"
As for Monica, she doesn't think it's good to be called a "doll" or to be fed back and forth like a teacher. So I decided to name myself 'Wei'er' without authorization. Although there have been reports to the Austrian side, due to the timing of the selection, the Austrian side only stirred the herbs while casually agreeing. But then the explosion made everyone present forget about it. Does the Austrian side already have a clear understanding of this matter? Um... God knows
"What happened next? What happened next?"
"You still need to save someone!" Looking at the Countess who was addicted to listening, Monica just thought about how to end this past story.
I don't know when Wei'er will laugh or scream.
I don't know when, only Wei'er is left as the experimental assistant next to Aofang.
I don't know when, but the chef has also changed to Wei'er.
Although it is possible to avoid eating, under the reason that "people without smell, taste, and appetite cannot make delicious food", Weier's small appetite and cooking skills are already advantages that Monica cannot match.
Although the Austrian side does not have a naming assistant, Weier's excellent memory and broad characteristics happen to match the Austrian side's memory, complementing each other's shortcomings. Slowly, Monica also retreated from Aufang's side.
Although Wei'er is just a doll, her gentle personality and obedience have been shaped far beyond what humans can achieve. No one can deny that Wei'er can be the best lover, the best wife, and the best friend. All of these made Monica jealous and envious, but she couldn't hate her at the same time. After all, Wei'er can also be considered as half of her own daughter.
There are too many reasons that make Monica feel like time has come.
I have been staying in the basement of the ancient pagoda for over a hundred years. During this period, Monica also created many small props to pique her interest in having nothing to do. I also study my own strength very seriously. In other aspects, even if there is not much homework done every day over a hundred years, the accumulated knowledge is still considerable.
On this day, I put on a completely black mage robe. Supported by the characteristics of the material, a large cloak with good breathability and 100% sun blocking ability is considered the most practical aspect of her research. The only minor drawback of the light and thin cloak, which is afraid of gaps caused by wind, is that after Monica fully applies the water element magic of the mist effect, she can also walk alone in the open daylight.
After bringing a few simple things, Monica told Orfang that she wanted to go out for a walk and might not come back for a while. The Austrian side only lost a word about remembering to bring back local produce, and then buried their heads back in their own experiments.
During the trip, I met my former companions again. The Rose Society organized by Sally allows vampires to live within the human population. Of course, under the orders and demands of the authorities, there are still restrictions on the Rose Society. But those don't seem too important to vampires.
Monica also stayed in the Rose Society for a long time. Because she has once again lost her focus on life, there must be a place for her to wander, ponder, and live.
These days lasted for a long time.
"... it's gone!"
"Is that all?" Yan Ni asked somewhat disappointed.
"That's right! After leaving the teacher's place, I mostly traveled around. I stayed at the Rose Society formed by Sally, but there wasn't much big going on during this time. At most, I was just telling other vampires what I had learned from the teacher. After a long period of confusion, I followed suit with everyone."
"Everyone? Ah~Everyone. I really don't know what they're doing now, especially Mifa. It's been a long time since we last met."
"Gathering inexplicably and disbanding inexplicably. I don't believe that such a group of people can leave an indelible legend in just two or three years."
The Countess, who was bored, had her eyes fluttering, and a casual note caught her attention.
"I fanyonedoes not love them. LordJesus ChristleshimeaccurseOLordcome. Amen!!" picked up the second piece of paper and looked at the large handwriting on it. Yanni whispered, "Neme... bl amez... pas..."
Gently put down everything in her hand, Yanni slowly looked up at Monica. "Monica... these are..."
"I just jotted down my thoughts casually! It's nothing."
"But..."
"What? Is it unbelievable for vampires to study the Bible?"
Yanni shook her head desperately, as if denying Monica's words. "No! I just said, 'How could you...' Before she could finish speaking, she was stopped by Monica. I only heard Monica say, "I used to spend too much time in the field of pure knowledge, and the monotonous knowledge was overwhelming me. I just changed my mind and read some books that belong to the spiritual realm."
"Are you biased towards the religious scriptures you are fighting against?"
Monica was amused by Yanni's remarks and smiled before explaining, "Actually, there is a reason why sects based mainly on existing biblical canons will fight against vampires. It's not just because vampires are human enemies."
A simple sentence has already piqued Yan Ni's interest. Looking at the curious expression on her face, Monica continued, "The Bible is divided into two types: canon and pseudonym. The canon has been recognized as a template for their religious beliefs throughout history, with 39 volumes of the Old Testament and 27 volumes of the New Testament. However, pseudonyms are actually related to their religion and the gods they believe in, but they are mostly excluded from the canon for various reasons, mostly because they conflict with the doctrine they want to emphasize, or the content is really too absurd. But the people who make the choice are only later generations, and the so-called canon cannot fully represent the original central idea of the faith at its inception."
"Is that related to the behavior of opposing you?"
"There is~! Of course there is. Those sects that are primarily based on canon, their ultimate doctrine is that in the judgment of the end, people will have two outcomes: going to heaven for eternal life and falling into hell."
"Mmm~I know that. When the angel blows the horn of the final judgment, everyone will obtain new bodies, and the sleeping ones will also wake up to accept the judgment."
"That's just one of the statements, but it's not within my scope. I just want to mention the term 'eternal life'."
"Eternal life? Vampires are just... Ah!"
Looking at Yanni Ruo's expression of enlightenment, Monica smiled and said, "That's right! As you guessed, the establishment of the canon was mostly based on the thoughts and considerations of religious authorities at that time, and they used the guise of immortality to attract people. In fact, the term reincarnation is also mentioned in a few fake books. The eternal nature of vampires goes against their religious argument. How could anyone possibly receive this final reward before the judgment of the end? Therefore, we were crowned as enemies of the Antichrist. Even before this reward, we lost something."
"Why is this happening?" Yan Ni expressed dissatisfaction with this argument.
"Relief, support, struggle, and intelligence are all good. As long as they are unshakable... even relying on them is a spiritual symbol that will not collapse... People want to rely on it to create the term 'God'. Although God is simple and fickle, people are not as simple as God, so they cannot bear God's simplicity... Therefore, under human leadership, religion has deteriorated. Religion itself is innocent, and God has no sin. The fault lies with those who misunderstand Him."
"Is that right?" The heavy topic also made Yan Ni's heart heavy.
In Monica's eyes, she just smiled. "Don't think too much! That's just a very small part, not everyone is so heinous, and besides, we vampires are also at fault. So if we really have to blame, no one can escape responsibility. Living on the same land, conflicts and reconciliation are inevitable things. It's just how they happen and how they end. If it weren't for these, would it still be like a world?"
"What about you? Monica."
The simple six words left a vampire woman speechless for a long time. Finally, Monica mustered up the courage and whispered, "Individuals cannot be compared to groups. And I am also seeking my own answer."
Yan Ni seemed to want to raise a counterargument, but a huge collision sound caught the attention of two women. "Oh! I kicked again, it hurts so much..."
"Ah~Are you okay, dear?" Yan Ni quickly stepped forward to help the Count, who was almost falling, as she saw the person coming.
The vulgar love ethics drama in front of her made Monica a bit uncomfortable, she just looked at it coldly. And Yan Ni, who was supporting the count, asked, "What's wrong? Run in here."
"There's nothing else! I just heard the attendants say you're here to look for Miss Fislow, that's why I came down to take a look."
"Is it over yet?" Yan Ni tried to clear a spot for Chu Li to sit down and asked.
"Oh! I just asked him to leave, and I finally breathed a sigh of relief."
The strange reaction also piqued a slight interest in Monica. Yan Ni continued to ask, "Is it that troublesome?"
After calming down and adjusting his breathing, the Count said slowly, "Actually, this time they have already gathered the military forces of fifteen large city states, combined with some mercenaries seeking fame, and the number has already exceeded a thousand. If such a number still cannot conquer an underground city, then whether or not we join is not a big difference. Coming to us is just a false story, and they don't want us to join to take credit."
"Mmm~It's a bit strange." The Countess, who had heard this statement, tilted her head in confusion. "If I join, does it really make any difference?"
"You? Will you go?"
Shaking her head seriously, Yan Ni showed a clear meaning. But with a slightly displeased expression, he said, "Did you not consider me? Did you not even care about my thoughts?"
"Ah! No!" The count looked awkwardly at the other place. "I just don't want you to go to that place..."
A simple sentence conveys a considerable amount of meaning. Yanni first chuckled foolishly, then pushed her elbow against Monica sitting beside her and whispered, "A good man." Then she smiled and hugged her face, looking happy and happy. Finally, unable to control himself, he rushed forward and gave a kiss.
The Count, who was waving his hands and feet recklessly, was like a drowning person, desperately trying to catch something. Speaking of Ni's back, Monica felt the infinite passion and charm of this woman, to the extent that it would be unbearable for men.
All of these reminded her of someone who once commented on women: the best women are like noblewomen outside, like chaste women facing other men, and like sluts in bed. Yan Ni definitely meets these conditions, but whether she is the best woman or not depends on whether a man can tolerate her like this.
"If it were Jack and the others, they would probably kick her out of the room in less than three days, this woman. Hey! Have you had enough kissing? At least this is still my laboratory, although it was also borrowed from you." Just as she expressed her feelings, Monica couldn't bear this couple and shouted loudly.
It seemed that she had heard Monica's complaint. Yanni looked up, shook the surroundings, and said, "Wow, the laboratory! I haven't done it in such a place before." The Count, who was panting below, trembled with fear.
"Hey! You guys!" It should have ignited Monica's anger. Standing up, Monica quickly drew two simple pentagram formations in the air with both hands and muttered, "Use my magic as a medium to descend, come on! Terrifying Hell's Three Headed Evil Dog."
The five starry array shone on each other, and Monica pointed to the door and shouted, "Close the door!" The basement door, which had opened, closed with a loud bang, which also frightened Yanni and Chuli. "Let go of the dog!" With a wave of his hand, a pitch black figure appeared in the pentagram formation.
With a frightened expression, a surprised expression, a giggling expression, a loving expression, and a continuous change of expression, Yanni caressed her face and shouted loudly, "How cute!"
The "Hell's Three Headed Dog" appearing in the pentagram formation is only the size of a mini dog, and the cute version of the three headed little dog's sharp barking sound makes people want to hug it and get close.
The sweaty female vampire was panting on the table with one hand. Casually wiping the sweat off his forehead, he gasped and said, "Damn it! Those who are not orthodox summoners or have signed contracts are really struggling. They have almost exhausted their magic and have not used the power of the earth's veins to exchange, which is why they only materialize this degree in the world."
Barking towards the slowly approaching Countess. Although the three headed dog that appeared is a mini version, in fact, it can still suppress many beasts or pan humans in terms of momentum. The person who won't come over is Yan Ni, whose physique and aura are only enough to be a plaything.
"Can I keep it? Monica," Yanni asked happily as she picked up the three headed dog in hell, which was howling and struggling