No strange things are allowed to evolve!

He could only temporarily suppress the combination of techniques he had planned on the way here, and barely managed to deal with the craftsmen.

"You really surprise me, Darwin. I didn't expect that in just one day, they would all obey your orders. What kind of magic did you use?"

The big-headed doll was filled with regret. If he had another chance, even if the other party gave him the magic potion, he would still make him a harmless slave.

This mistake goes beyond simply letting a tiger return to the mountain.

It's like putting Shimizu Ken into Love Live!, or Raika Ken into O God.

The impact is absolutely terrible!

"This is not magic, but the will of the people. The tide of history and people's faith will always stand on the side of justice."

As soon as Jiang Shu finished speaking, the craftsmen behind him proudly raised their heads and puffed out their chests, their faces beaming with unprecedented pride.

Such energy and spirit have never been seen on the faces of these lazy big-headed dolls since the disappearance of creative artisans.

hateful...

He felt a pang of jealousy. Why could the other person do something so easily that he couldn't?

The slight goodwill I had towards Jiang Shu vanished at that moment.

But it doesn't matter.

The big-headed doll did not panic.

The ignorant masses cannot understand his ambitions, but some can, and he still has a nail firmly driven into the creative workshop.

He will definitely stand by my side!

He will tell everyone who is the one who has gone to great lengths, who should stand on the tide of history, and who is the one who is truly the one everyone hopes for.

Thinking of this, the big-headed doll asked seriously and slowly, "Hand saw, shouldn't you explain something to me?"

But unexpectedly.

“I think the workshop master is right.” The handsaw doll looked at him with exasperation, feeling that he was hopeless and that his sincere efforts had been betrayed: “On the contrary, shouldn’t you be the one explaining something to me?”

"It wasn't you..."

He was both incredulous and confused: "What do I need to explain to you?"

"Fine, fine, so you're still stubbornly clinging to your delusions, huh?" The handsaw doll was extremely disappointed. "You really don't remember anything from the past?"

But I really don't know...

"Then I have nothing more to say. Our relationship is over." The handsaw doll's eyes dimmed as it retreated behind the crowd.

The managers couldn't stand it anymore and began to criticize the big-headed doll.

"You even included the handsaw in your scheme, you despicable scoundrel!"

"Do you know how many times we would have turned against you if it weren't for the handsaw trying to persuade us?"

"It's hopeless."

Faced with the eager craftsmen, the big-headed doll was truly panicked.

He looked at the three or four guards behind him.

But their faces clearly said: Don't look at us, we're panicking too.

Fortunately, reinforcements finally arrived. Although they were still far outnumbered by the craftsmen, the guards were much stronger, which gave him a lot of confidence.

At least for now, the two sides are roughly equal in strength.

Realizing there was some misunderstanding, he wanted to ask what had happened.

Can be sudden.

boom!!!

A tremendous roar came from behind the craftsmen, like the roar of a mythical beast, and the terrifying tremors made everyone present almost lose their footing.

Everyone looked in the direction from which the sound came.

Flames were everywhere, and a scorching heat filled the air.

Something exploded.

And that direction... is the Creative Workshop.

The scissors doll stared in that direction in disbelief.

He thought the worst consequence would be some harmless bloodshed, and then everyone would successfully remove the big-headed doll from the stage.

After that, the lord of the workshop will be able to smoothly rise to become the ruler of the entire castle.

At that time, everyone can immerse themselves in their work every day, oblivious to the world around them—

Things should have gone in this wonderful direction.

but...

He abruptly turned his head and looked at the equally shocked big-headed doll with eyes that seemed to be about to burst.

"What did you tell the person behind you to do just now...?"

"You fucking really came, huh?!"

As he spoke, losing his temper, he thrust the scissors, now brimming with rage, towards the large-headed doll...

Chapter Thirty-Six: The Dust Settles

The scissors doll never imagined that the big-headed doll would actually destroy the workshop, and the big-headed doll never imagined that someone would actually attack it.

Neither side was prepared; everything happened in the blink of an eye.

The scissors doll's angry strike was swift and powerful.

The speed and force were so great that even Jiang Shu felt immense pressure.

After studying martial arts and boxing, Jiang Shu was able to judge the approximate outcome of an attack based on just one of his opponent's movements, and then instinctively choose the best response.

Dodge, parry, or counterattack.

It would be no exaggeration to describe his fighting instincts as those of a sophisticated instrument. With his mastery of all combat techniques, no flaw or tactic can escape his notice.

Therefore, he could immediately tell that if the scissors were aimed at him, he would be seriously injured even if he didn't die.

It's not that the scissor puppet's movements are flawless; it's just that once the speed and power reach a certain level, they are enough to compensate for any lack of skill. Even if there are many flaws, there's simply no way to stop it.

Jiang Shu judged that, if compared with quantifiable values, his strength and speed were 2.80 kilograms, and his punching power could reach up to 600 kilograms, which is 1.2 times the punching power of the 100-kilogram boxing champion Tyson at his peak.

Then the scissors doll must surpass the oppressive feeling of the brown bear. The force with which it swings the scissors is no less than the average palm strike of a brown bear, which is 1600 kilograms. It is almost three times the force of Jiang Shu, and its strength value is definitely no less than 5.

However, this attack, which far exceeded Jiang Shu's limits, was blocked by a quick-thinking guard next to the big-headed doll.

Jiang Shu only saw the guard's spear tremble slightly, without much downward movement to cushion the impact. The guard simply swayed and steadily blocked the half-meter-long scissors.

The guardian's power is even greater than that of the scissor doll!

No wonder the Overlord and the others said they couldn't confront them head-on. Even if they regained their bodies, it would be a problem to escape without paying a price when facing so many dolls, let alone having the means to do so.

Jiang Shu knew that the situation was about to break out, and he was like an AD carry watching a team fight. If he was not careful, he could easily die from an unknown AOE attack. Even if he was just slightly grazed, it would be enough to cause him serious trouble.

Thinking of this, he remained calm, quietly retreated, and protected the craftsmen in front of him.

No one noticed his actions, because everyone's attention was drawn to the scissors doll and the big-headed doll.

"You're crazy! This has nothing to do with me!"

The big-headed doll roared in terror at the scissor doll.

If it weren't for the quick reaction of the guards around him, his lack of combat skills and his tiny stature would have exposed him.

If the filler leaks out, the consequences would be unimaginable; it could really be fatal.

But the scissors doll completely ignored him.

Right now, he didn't want to say a word more, and he didn't care about anything else. If he was blocked, he would block again, until he drove away all the people blocking his way, and then he would stab the bastard in the chest with the scissors in his hand!

At this moment, the craftsmen gradually came to their senses.

Realizing their ideal world had been destroyed, they could no longer remain bystanders with the mindset of "wanting to seek justice with others because their jobs are about to be replaced, and as long as the result is satisfactory, everything else can be forgiven."

We tolerated the fact that the dolls were made not to bring joy but to provide experimental materials for the doctor.

We tolerated the change from a four-hour workday to an eight-hour workday.

They're secretly betraying us, trying to replace us with modified fairytale dolls. We can tolerate it as long as they admit their mistake.

But now that you've blown up the workshop, how can we tolerate this?!

"As soon as he saw us, he told the guards to leave. He had just returned with his men when the workshop exploded. What a coincidence!"

"I've tolerated you for so long, and instead of being grateful, you actually think we're easy to bully?"

"Brothers, charge! Don't let Scissors Supervisor fight alone. What does it matter if there are guards or spears? Aren't the tools in our hands also forged in fire?"

"For creative workshops, for creative artisans!"

Seeing the group of craftsmen rushing towards them with shouts, even the guards who had previously handled the scissor dolls with ease were now intimidated, and the other guards were also at a loss as to what to do in this situation.

"Doctor...this..."

"They've rebelled! They've rebelled! I've nurtured the Creative Workshop for so many years with all my heart and soul, and now they're trying to devour their master!"

The big-headed doll, who had never experienced such grievances, also teared up upon seeing this:

"These people are not worthy to be citizens of the new kingdom. Kill them, kill them all!"

Upon receiving the order, although most of the guards still had some hesitation, the situation no longer allowed them to hesitate.

They had no doubt that if they approached the situation with the mindset of subduing the other party without harming them, they would suffer a great loss.

You give the other party a chance, but they not only don't appreciate it, they will seize the opportunity to do something ruthless.

At a time like this, being a guard only has a few advantages over other dolls, so why risk your life as a saint?

Let's do it!

......

Inside the Otherworld, in the palace and workshops.

The creative artisan, who was weaving, felt uneasy.

"you say..."

The creative craftsman looked at the white-bearded doll by the window, which had been sitting there, staring blankly at the flowerbeds in the garden outside the window for a long time.

"Can he really do it?"

The white-bearded doll turned around upon hearing this: "Don't you believe him?"

“No, not really.” The creative craftsman shook his head. “I’m just curious about how he will do it and how long it will take.”

"What would you do if you were in that situation?"

“I…” The creative craftsman thought for a moment, then said dejectedly, “I will probably tell them the truth, then beg for their forgiveness, and ask them to die with me.”

"But you don't want to do that."

“Hmm…” The creative craftsman nodded: “It’s too cruel to do this. It’s tantamount to denying their existence all along. I really don’t want them to bear the burden of my sins.”

A moment of silence.

"So I'm a little worried..."

"Are you worried he'll do that?" the white-bearded doll interrupted.

"Ah."

"Don't worry." The white-bearded doll chuckled, turning back to continue staring at the flowerbed. "He'll think of a better way."

The creative craftsman blinked his right eye and asked curiously, "Hey, judging from your expression before, you seemed to really dislike him. Why are you speaking up for him now?"

"I'm not speaking up for him, I'm just stating the facts."

The white-bearded doll had its back to her, so her expression couldn't be seen.

"If it were him, he would probably choose a more dramatic and romantic approach, such as letting the souls of the craftsmen rest in peace on their journey to pursue their ideals, and that they would never know the truth until their death, never know that they were products that should not exist in this world, and never know that what they were doing was deepening this sin."

Will they suffer?

"Hmm... I don't think so. To die for an ideal, to believe that one's persistence and dedication are meaningful, and to live and die with the workshop—that is the best solace for them who have to die."