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This time, the super beast fake painting technique is a huge bat. The big black ink bat is suspended above the head, like a natural parasol, covering a large shadow.

The art of super beast fake painting seems to have unlimited DIY expansion capabilities. If this is the case, Uehara feels that he has prepared a whole scroll of auxiliary tools and daily necessities such as umbrellas and shovels, which can be thrown away.

In Room 404, Xiao Chong, who was huddled in the corner and sleeping so much with saliva streaming from the corner of his mouth, was woken up by someone.

Before he could fully open his eyes, countless small fists fell on his head.

It's too abominable. The person who insulted the puppet Class C is a red sand scorpion. What does it have to do with this little insect?

…

"Uehara, what do you think the ultimate puppet technique would be like?" Like that night, Xie asked another question that was equally profound and difficult to answer with a faint smile.

"Puppet," Uehara smiled. He looked at the sun-scorched white desert in the distance, his eyes full of nostalgia. "I have no interest in puppetry. I just want to use puppets to copy the people who once liked me."

A girl."

"Using a puppet to copy a living person, what should we call puppetry? Human puppet?"

Telling some false stories is one of Uehara's best abilities.

"I once lost my memory. I can't even remember how many things I should have lost."

"During the Second Ninja War, I opened my eyes for the first time and was surrounded by strangers."

"Scorpion, can you understand this kind of thing?"

Uehara's face was full of pain, "We were in the Land of Rain at that time, and we might encounter local ninjas at any time."

"At that time, there was always a girl secretly smiling at me."

"Xiao, I am very handsome, right?"

Uehara's appearance was not bad to begin with, but after he deliberately changed it, especially after undergoing plastic surgery after a large-scale disfigurement, under Yaozi's immature plastic surgery, Uehara's handsomeness became a bit effeminate.

Yeah, he's very handsome. Xie nodded easily.

"So, I took it for granted that she was another nymphomaniac. As the commander of the entire unit, I severely criticized her."

"Xiao, I will always remember her sad look."

"Later, I might have died long ago. Wandering ninjas, rain ninjas, and Konoha have too many enemies."

Uehara's eyes were wet, "Many of my companions have sacrificed their lives to save me, the so-called commander, Xiaoli," Uehara bit his lips tightly, "That girl who likes to giggle is very, very, very, very close to me.

,she...,she..."

Uehara couldn't say any more. His fists clenched loudly, "That girl saved me."

"Then what?" Xie asked, and then met Uehara's eyes full of murderous aura. Xie regretted that he had rashly asked the question. He was afraid that he would get an uneasy answer from Uehara.

"It's nothing, it doesn't hurt to tell."

"The enemy is a ninja who is good at swordsmanship, and at that time, the most powerful among us are only chunin."

"I was pushed away by Xiaoli, otherwise, my head would have been pulled off, and then he would have fallen into a mud pit full of sewage." Uehara's eyes were as cold as blades. No matter how long the time passed, those painful memories would still be painful to think about again.

painfully.

"I lost all my previous memories, Scorpion."

"Later, we returned to the village. My uncle was an orphan and was boarding at a ninja school."

"The new class of ninja school students have enrolled after the war, and we have to pack our things."

"Guess what I found?"

"A bottle filled with small notes and gifts, the memories I should have had, this body of mine, should have liked Xiaoli very much."

"Xiao Li saved you, and she also likes you, right?" He touched on Uehara's pain and asked tentatively.

"Yes, if I hadn't lost my memory, my body and I would definitely like Xiaoli very much. And Xiaoli happens to like me."

"It's great. We like each other. The probability is extremely small." Uehara said with a faint smile, "I have lost the memory I should have. I don't know how to miss Xiaoli."

"It was at that time that I became the first puppet master of Yanyin Village."

"I want to see Xiaoli again and see her giggle at me."

"I tried all kinds of materials and started going crazy making different dolls."

"Finally, I can make a puppet that looks exactly like Xiaoli move."

"This is an incredible skill. As a result, I have become a special jounin specializing in puppetry."

"But, Scorpion, what's the difference between a puppet and a living person? Even if they have the same appearance, a puppet is still a puppet. What's the difference?"

Xie was at a loss. He thought for a long time, "The puppet has no heartbeat."

"anything else?"

"The touch of skin, and... body temperature." This is something that Scorpio has never considered, what is the difference between puppets and people.

"And the ability to speak." Xia didn't know what he thought of. Perhaps he thought of the human puppet he made just like Uehara. "Puppets can't communicate with people."

"Puppets have no emotions." Uehara's words always hit the point.

"Heartbeat, real touch of skin, temperature, language, ability to communicate. When the puppet has these, when the ninjutsu set by the puppet can answer every question you have, then, what is the difference between the puppet and life?"

"So, Scorpion, I think the ultimate meaning of puppetry is not to turn people into immortal puppets. It is to turn puppets into living people. This is the ultimate meaning of puppetry."

Let the puppet have warmth, heartbeat and... feelings? Turn the puppet into a real life.

This terrifying and extremely challenging idea quickly filled Scorpion's mind, and could never go away.

While Xie was deep in thought, Uehara smiled imperceptibly, as if his plan had succeeded.

The true secret of the ultimate puppet is not to make a puppet that will never corrupt, but to give the puppet real life.

"Life?" Xie stood up and looked up at the dark sky. The wind started blowing and his red hair was flying. "How should I start?"

A very controversial paradox in science fiction and even science is whether a machine life becomes alive when it has emotions.

How should Scorpio start?

It seems that machine life starts with intelligent AL, and AL is designed to big data, and big data must be realized based on programming algorithms.

"Scorpion," Uehara said with a strange expression, "How about I teach you C language?"

In his previous life, Uehara graduated with a major in computer science. Then maybe his computer had a power leak while he was writing his graduation thesis...

…

Xie was full of concerns, and he casually agreed to Uehara's study of C language.

It was night again, Xie gently groped for the rough texture of a puppet that looked like his parents, his eyes flashed with perseverance.

Scorpion, who turned himself into a puppet like in the original work, will never appear again. What is more worthy of pursuit than having eternal life and making an immortal puppet is to give the puppet real life. Scorpion began another more advanced form of nindo.

If magnanimity can determine the height of a ninja's growth, then giving life and emotions to dead objects is the height of a creator god.

What will be born when mechanical al intelligence encounters ninjutsu? Uehara, who was exhausted at night sorting out his computer language, probably would not have imagined what kind of door he would open himself. (To be continued)