Chapter 891

Turn off the lights and protect your eyes, small, medium, and large.

After finishing the procedures at the student council, the three of Dorothy began to fly toward the station of the automated mechanized civil engineering major.

"Sophie Liya, you seem to be in a pretty good mood; was there some good news just now?"

The Home Witch looked at the pure white witch sitting sideways on a broom beside her, flying elegantly, and asked with some curiosity.

She recalled the student council trip just now and found that there didn't seem to be anything particularly worth being happy about; although seeing a few senior sisters again was also quite good, it wasn't enough to make her housekeeper, who usually didn't show her emotions, express it so obviously.

"I just remembered something happy; you'll know in a few days, Young Lady."

Sophie Liya acted as a riddle-maker; she didn't answer directly but smiled and kept her in suspense.

Yeah, she was looking forward to the expression on the Young Lady's face in a few days when she saw a large group of Witch Academy graduates holding recommendation letters and running to apply for jobs.

Wasn't the Young Lady worrying every day these days about not having enough manpower, even having set her sights on other workshops, wanting to poach people? Now she wouldn't have to worry anymore.

Although this wave might be a bit too attractive to hatred, after all, it almost meant rolling away all the excellent graduates of the Witch Academy in recent years at once; the training of other societies in recent years might all be in vain, and they had all become victims at once.

However, the pure white witch felt that this kind of thing couldn't be blamed on her; after all, she only gave a little bit of small guidance, and the biggest temptation was all said by the Young Lady herself.

Speaking of which, the Young Lady was really too much; you mentioned the warship building workshop, talked about legendary warships, and even used the Forest Witch's signboard; which little graduate could withstand such temptation? It was really a bit unprincipled.

Forget it, anyway, the Young Lady now had too many debts to worry about; the reputation of the Clown Grand Inquisitor was already so terrifying, so presumably she wouldn't mind adding the notoriety of malicious competition and monopolizing talent.

Thinking of this, Sophie Liya couldn't help but slightly raise the corners of her mouth again.

Dorothy: "........."

The Home Witch hardened; her fists hardened.

You prophecy-type witches really are incorrigible, always being riddle-makers every day; it's so annoying, sooner or later I'll make you cry and beg to call out voluntarily.

Forget it, let's just treat it as a little fun in life; humph, woman, you're playing surprises with me, huh? I want to see what kind of surprise it is.

The Home Witch with an overbearing CEO face touched her chin and thought this, her heart even inexplicably looking forward to it a little.

Just like this, talking and laughing all the way, the three of them soon arrived at their destination.

"Looks like Teacher packed up quite quickly."

As soon as she entered the first-floor lobby, Dorothy looked at this empty lobby and thought this.

Originally, it should have been full of various "Transformers" or "Gundams" here; those were all prototypes that Teacher Spider used to fool those big-spending clients.

Looking tall, mighty, and very powerful, they were actually just giant labor machines used for civil engineering.

But now there was nothing in this lobby; I don't know if Teacher had already taken them to deliver the goods or had already packed them up in advance.

The three of them walked into the elevator at the end of the room, and Dorothy and the little junior sister Audrey beside her looked at each other, each seeing curiosity in the other's eyes.

Then the two sisters pressed the button leading to the thirty-third floor underground together.

Yeah, speaking of which, in the past, they had always been having classes in the classroom on the thirteenth floor underground; they could play freely in the area within these thirteen floors, but the area below the thirteenth floor was Teacher Spider's private workshop; those twenty floors were off-limits to visitors, and even Dorothy and Audrey hadn't been down there.

Although the two of them hadn't attended classes at the Witch Academy for long in total, and hadn't had time to explore at all.

Yeah, if there hadn't been so many things before, and Dorothy had really been attending classes at the academy step by step, then perhaps there would have been a peculiar plot where the two sisters ignored the teacher's warning and risked entering the lower twenty floors to explore, then accidentally discovered the teacher's big secret, and were finally imprisoned by Teacher Spider to have their butts spanked.

But forget it, the Home Witch's youth campus daily life really had something wrong with it; this kind of normal student-oriented plot seemed a bit far from her.

Dorothy shook her head and threw the delusion in her mind out.

Humph, she wasn't that kind of classic protagonist in classic horror movies who just wouldn't listen to others' advice and liked to court death; she was clearly super cowardly and super obedient, and wouldn't mess around; besides, look, didn't they just obtain the opportunity to go to the lower twenty floors fair and square now?

Yeah, yeah, besides, although Teacher Spider didn't look like a good person, she was unexpectedly a good teacher, alright; she wouldn't have any strange, unspeakable secrets, right?

My teacher is just a homebody who likes playing with dolls; she wouldn't go and organize any evil experiments like human experiments or living puppets; this is at most just having more figures and body pillows in the room.

The Home Witch thought this in her heart.

Then, the magic elevator began to descend, and through the high-strength glass cabinet door of the elevator, they could vaguely see the general scene of each floor during the descent.

Everything from the first floor to the thirteenth floor underground was normal; these were areas Dorothy and Audrey often frequented in the past, nothing more than some production and storage areas for mechanical puppets; according to the types of puppet dolls, these areas had different production lines and storage methods.

And when the elevator finally passed through the thirteenth floor and descended to the fourteenth floor underground, the eyes of the two sisters suddenly became sharp.

Oh oh oh, it's about to arrive, finally about to arrive.

Can I finally see some little secrets that Teacher Spider usually hides?

Dorothy really had a kind of pleasure in violating taboos; this feeling was very intoxicating, and even she became a bit excited.

Then she directly broke into a cold sweat.

What came into view on the fourteenth floor were huge culture dishes standing upright; these transparent glass culture dishes were filled with unknown green liquid, and floating in the liquid were individual alien individuals who were clearly still alive.

Yeah, elves, dwarves, merfolk, orcs, etc., almost all common and uncommon alien races were there; they could directly open an alien race museum.

Home Witch: "........."

It's broken, now I've really become a villain's lackey.

Although from the perspective of the witch's world, this kind of thing was too normal, and it was essentially no different from people using white mice as experimental samples, Dorothy still frowned slightly.

She wasn't dissatisfied with her teacher because of this; after all, it wasn't Teacher Spider who was abnormal, but herself.

Having been reincarnated for many years, she ultimately still couldn't adapt well to certain things.

And beside her, Sophie Liya also frowned slightly; she also didn't like this kind of scene very much, because it would make her recall that memory she didn't want to recall too much.

A genius witch like her was born with memory, and she was born in a laboratory of similar appearance, as an experimental subject.

Turn off the lights and protect your eyes, small, medium, and large.

However, Audrey, who was usually the most timid of the three, was unexpectedly calm when seeing this situation, and even a smile of appreciation appeared on that beautiful face.

Dorothy had just subconsciously reached out, wanting to block her little junior sister's eyes, but when she turned her head, she saw this smile of Audrey's that was naively creepy.

Hiss........

Wait, did I take the wrong script? Teacher being an evil puppeteer, although a bit unexpected, was originally within reason; she was originally a Demon Witch. But Audrey, you...

Oh, little junior sister, you are also a Demon Witch, then it's fine...

It's fine, my foot; Audrey, be normal, you aren't a pink-haired fox, you are a golden-haired fox; don't use this "pink on the outside, black on the inside" routine, Senior Sister is scared.

"Uh, Senior Sister, what's wrong with you?"

Audrey also noticed the abnormality of the Home Witch beside her; she tilted her head and then asked with concern.

Yeah, once she was indoors, especially in a closed, narrow small space like an elevator, the little fox felt very safe, plus everyone around her was an acquaintance, so Audrey's social anxiety was greatly relieved, and she rarely spoke up to ask.

And that voice, which sounded like a natural melody even when speaking normally, was truly a kind of enjoyment to hear.

The horror Dorothy felt just a moment ago was healed by this "Heavenly Demon Sound," which was almost comparable to her "God's Sound" in pleasantness, and she became calm.

"Nothing, just felt that you, Audrey, are exceptionally bold today; weren't you scared by those scenes just now?"

The Home Witch didn't hide it and asked directly.

There was nothing to hide between good sisters; if there was really something hidden in the heart and not asked, it would damage the sisterly bond over time.

"Uh, Senior Sister, how timid do you think I am? I just have social anxiety, not timid; actually, I quite like watching horror movies."

Audrey protested with a bit of dissatisfaction at being looked down upon.

"And the original sin desires on those guys are almost overflowing; they don't look like good people at all, so isn't it just retribution that they are locked up? What's there to be afraid of?"

The little fox added naturally.

"Uh....."

Hearing this, Dorothy looked at those culture dishes again; a mark of a peculiar talisman flashed and disappeared in her black and white eyes.

Qi-viewing technique, activate.

"My god, the demonic energy is black and purple; what kind of hellish scene is this?"

The Home Witch was startled by the surging demonic energy in the Qi-viewing technique's perspective.

Although the Qi-viewing technique couldn't absolutely accurately measure whether a person was good or bad, from a generally rational perspective, nine out of ten of these canned meats in the culture dishes deserved to be shot, and there might even be fish that slipped through the net.

Oh, then it's fine, Teacher, you are executing justice.

Dorothy felt relieved in her heart, although she also knew very well that her teacher's personality really had nothing to do with justice in the general sense.

"I really don't know where Second Aunt got so many perfect samples; these natural human puppets filled with original sin erosion are the best materials for making high-level original sin puppets."

And Audrey was looking at those culture dishes with quite a bit of envy at this time.

"Original sin puppets?"

Dorothy was stunned when she heard this; this was a bit of a blind spot in her knowledge, and Teacher hadn't taught this in the classes she taught before?

"Yeah, this is the ancestral craft of Second Aunt's family, the unique skill of the Arachne family; it's a quite advanced puppet art, and I came to learn from Second Aunt because I wanted to learn this."

The little fox also said honestly.

She learned puppet art because she wanted to use it to set up a puppet theater, and the Arachne family originally operated puppet theaters; the original sin puppets made by their family were famous for their distinct personalities, able to interpret the joys, sorrows, and emotions of the characters in the play exquisitely, with fuller emotions than real actors, which was also a unique skill that others couldn't learn.

Yeah, if Second Aunt hadn't broken away from the Arachne family, then it would be almost impossible for outsiders to learn this craft; Audrey only had the idea to come and learn because she heard Second Aunt had run out, otherwise, with her status, she really didn't need to come to this Witch Academy to attend school; her mothers' two-on-one home tutoring was better than any academy.

It's just a pity that her puppet art learning was a bit slow, and she was still a hundred and eight thousand miles away from being able to learn the production of original sin puppets.

But this was normal; after all, even for the Spider Witches of the Arachne family, it would take at least two hundred years of study to normally master the production process of original sin puppets, and it wasn't like everyone was as perverted as Second Aunt, who had already finished her apprenticeship at twenty.

If Audrey calculated based on her current learning progress, it might take her about fifty years to master original sin puppets.

But if it were Senior Sister...

Forget it, this had no meaning; after all, when Senior Sister could learn this depended on when Second Aunt finished writing the textbook.

The little fox, who had just finished gnawing on the basic textbook written by Second Aunt before, was a bit autistic about the subsequent advanced textbooks.

Life is not easy, the fox sighs.

"However, Senior Sister, you should be able to learn the production of original sin puppets very soon; perhaps you should also start accumulating some materials of these original sin human puppets in advance."

Audrey reminded her like this.

Yeah, after all, such greedy and evil villains were also quite rare; bad people were common, but those whose desires were heavy to that extent were really not many.

Dorothy: "......"

Oh, advanced puppet art, then it's fine, this is out-of-syllabus content.

However, Teacher Spider, you really do have stock in your belly.

"Actually, if you don't use original sin, fanatical faith can also work; in the past, there was a similar puppet art among the Angel Witch family, it seemed to be called God's Grace Art."

Sophie Liya interjected at this time.

Dorothy: "........"

No, you call refining people into puppets God's Grace.

The Home Witch was also a bit speechless for a while.

She really often felt out of place with this world because she was too normal.

She shook her head and didn't think much about it; thinking too much about this kind of thing would only increase her troubles, so she simply didn't look at the next few floors anymore.

And as the elevator descended rapidly, the thirty-third floor at the very bottom, Teacher Spider's boudoir, finally arrived.

"Uh, I saw Mom beating Teacher as soon as I came in?"

..... Home Witch in astonishment....