Chapter 57: The Tin Knight and The City of Clockwork — Act 2 (6)
When a person touched something hot, they’d instinctively pull their hand away saying, “Ouch, it’s hot!”
This reaction stemmed from the hand sending an urgent signal to the brain, warning that if one kept touching this, something bad would happen.
But what if the brain ignored that signal?
Moreover, what if the spinal cord, which acted as a middle manager, ordered to remove the hand immediately without considering the details, but the brain stubbornly ordered it to go back and touch it again?
What if it kept saying to hold on to it regardless of whether it was hot or not—after all, it wasn’t its concern?
It would surely lead to disaster.
The soft, fluffy palm wouldn’t end up just being warm—it would end up golden brown and crispy.
This was precisely the plight faced by Stromboli’s on-site workers.
“What? You want us to watch them work and only bring in the skilled ones?”
The headhunters couldn’t hide their bewilderment at the instructions from above.
It wasn’t that they couldn’t understand the meaning of the directive itself. It was more rational than just telling them to bring everyone in like before.