Original God, I became the eighth executive officer of the Fatui

"First do this, then this..." Ying demonstrated to Luochuan step by step how to make a puppet.

Luo Chuan also listened carefully, "Wait, say it again."

"Haha." Zhen chuckled twice.

She could feel the existence of the Heart of God and the power from another world in Luochuan's body. If she really had the chance to go out and see Inazuma now, she would be willing to accompany these two for a while.

"First, you have to be familiar with the body structure of the person you want to resurrect. After designing each part, use the most suitable materials for that part to make and splice it. Finally, it's the inside. The strength of the creature you create is different, and the intensity of energy that can be contained in the body is also different. It requires multiple meticulous adjustments."

"Scattered Soldiers are my failures. Not only can they not withstand the power of the Thunder God internally, but they also have some external flaws... after all..." Ying blushed as he spoke. When Luochuan realized the reason, his face also turned red.

"So, General, you just did what you wanted to do?" Luo Chuan quickly changed the subject.

"Yeah, just like I'm the real executor, I'll make the General my executor so I can think about eternity."

"Will you fall asleep while thinking?" Luo Chuan asked curiously.

"You! I'm thinking about it very seriously!" Ying seemed quite shy in front of his sister.

"Hahaha, with Ying's personality, it must be common for him to fall asleep~" His eyes and eyebrows were really smiling. Luochuan couldn't help but glance at him a few times, already imagining the beautiful life in the future.

It would be better if he did not qualify as the eighth executive officer of the Fatui!

As soon as I thought of this, the hellfire struck back.

"Ah!" Luochuan screamed, which scared Zhen.

"What's wrong?!" the two girls said at the same time.

"No...it's okay." Luo Chuan was forced to recall every detail about the lady, and finally the hellfire in his body was extinguished.

Little did he know that the subsequent tests would become increasingly difficult, the kind that would require his younger brother to be crippled in order to pass.

Because Luochuan said that this was the first step to resurrection, Ying started making real dolls right away.

The details during the process were so exciting that it was like roasting Luochuan on a hot plate. It also made Zhen, who had slept here for five hundred years, blush.

If she hadn't relied on her age and treated Luochuan like a kid, she would have lost control long ago.

After an unknown amount of time, the three of them studied the human body carefully, completely forgetting the passage of time. Just as Ying finished inlaying the last piece of headdress on the real doll, Luo Chuan's eyes popped up the second task.

[Second: Proof of Still Being in the World]

After a living being dies, the memory of her by the surviving lives and all the things that left traces of her still preserve the evidence that she had been in the world.

Luochuan entered the mission in detail, and the specific approach was to input the past of the resurrected people contained in these "proofs" into the puppets.

In this way, the memories that once belonged to that person will once again constitute her consciousness.

This consciousness can be said to be new, or old. It is new in that it is a newly born individual, and old in that it is roughly the same as a certain consciousness that has disappeared.

[Using Yu Duchen as a medium, input memory...]

"The key to consciousness, Yu Duchen..." Luochuan looked at the Void Wanzang on the ground and tried to mobilize its power.

"Hey, what are you doing? Do you have a solution?" Ying asked anxiously. Compared to Luochuan's reason for reviving Zhen, her desire to bring Zhen back to life was the simplest and strongest.

The kind-hearted man who never drew his sword died for the decisive warrior. This is the eternal pain in Ying's heart.

Time has taken away too many of her friends. If Luochuan's method is really useful...

There was a strong desire in Ying's eyes, which was even greater than her previous insistence on eternity. "Is this a wish? I have my own wish too!" Ying said to herself. She had made up her mind that no matter whether she succeeded or failed, she would abolish the Eye Hunting Order after she got out.

"Got it, got it. I need you. Stand facing her." Luochuan pointed at the newly made doll Zhen.

"No problem." Ying stood in front of the doll dignifiedly. She hadn't been so serious in a long time.

Probably because he had just emulated the Realm of Heavenly Strike: Judgment, the process of emulating Yu Duchen was extremely slow.

Fortunately, this key of consciousness was squeezed out by Luochuan bit by bit.

"I'm going to start! Try your best to recall every detail of Kazuma. The deeper you get into it, the better!"

"Yeah!" Ying took a deep look at her sister beside her and nodded firmly.

Yu Duchen emitted a faint light, and copied the memories read from the shadow's brain into the puppet's body.

The puppet's eyes were gradually becoming brighter.

Zhen looked at all this and suddenly asked.

"Luochuan, is that still me?"

"It's you. You are the one we resurrected." Maintaining Yu Duchen did not require much energy, and Luo Chuan naturally started chatting with his sister.

"No, that's not me. That's a new individual who looks like me. I'm right in front of you." Zhen smiled, and that smile was so sacred that Luochuan felt ashamed.

"The me before you is a piece of consciousness left by my former self. Although it is incomplete, it also comes from me. But now, you are recasting me through the memories of the shadow. The new me is just a person who is very similar to me."

"No matter how much Ying loves me, she doesn't understand me as well as I do. We even had different views at one point. How others see me is subjective. It is how I am in her heart, not the real me."

"But, Luochuan, I am very grateful to you." Zhen bowed to Luochuan sincerely.

"The person who is about to be created must be the me that Ying is looking forward to the most. She will like that person very much. As long as she likes it, this is the best ending. Five hundred years ago, I left her alone in the world. Five hundred years later, thank you for compensating her for me." Zhen bowed again, and Luochuan was already hesitant whether to continue.

He now felt that his previous thoughts were so despicable. "Resurrection" was such a significant thing for the two people present.

But he only thought about himself.

"Sister, come here! Let this feather replicate your remaining consciousness! You are a part of my body, so this doll can barely be considered resurrected!"

Ying heard clearly what Zhen said just now.

She could just follow her own wishes and create a sister that fits the image in her mind.

But Ying didn't want to, because what really belonged to her was the real thunder and lightning!

Fortunately, the remaining consciousness of Zhen is here at this moment. As long as the consciousness belonging to the original body can be reproduced, she can serve as the core of this body, and Ying's memory will become a supplementary part, which can only improve her personality.

"Yes, since you are here, why not just copy you? Come on, come on. Just think of it as a movie, just to see again this piece of Inazuma you swore to protect with your life!" Luochuan said sincerely, his mind no longer full of erotic dreams.

Ying and Zhen's words raised his concept of "resurrection" to several levels.