Chapter 59: Repair
Thirty minutes later, Yu Sheng watched nervously as the tiny doll lay on the alchemy table.
Irene propped herself up slowly, using her hands for support. She stared ahead blankly, lost in thought. The doll was only fifteen centimeters tall, and a faint scent of lotus root lingered around her.
“The experiment was a success,” Yu Sheng thought, feeling a mix of relief and disbelief.
After observing her for a while, Yu Sheng noticed that Irene seemed fine. His confidence grew bit by bit. “See? I told you it would work,” he said with a tentative smile. “If you can use flour, why not lotus root?”
“Wait, just let me think for a moment,” Irene interrupted, raising a tiny hand to stop him. She stared at her new arms with a bewildered expression. “I just don’t get it. How did this even work? It doesn’t make sense! How did it work?”
Yu Sheng gave a half-smile. “But you agreed to let me try. Now that it worked, you don’t believe it yourself?”
“I shouldn’t have let you try! How was I supposed to know you’d actually succeed?” Irene glared at him, her cheeks puffing in frustration. “Now my arms have turned into lotus root! What are we going to do? They’re really attached! How did you do it? With the power of wishful thinking?”
Yu Sheng pondered for a moment. Maybe it really was the power of thought that made it happen.
But Irene’s intense reaction caught him off guard—he had no background in alchemy. He simply followed her instructions step by step. When infusing his blood and spirit into the two pieces of lotus root, he hadn’t thought much of it. He didn’t realize that such a haphazard method shouldn’t have worked. When the lotus root segments, after the infusion ritual, suddenly transformed into limbs attached near Irene’s elbows, he thought it was normal.