He was imprisoned in Nibelungen for a thousand years, only to find out upon his release that he was

Lu Ming's solution was to create a puppet similar to the fake Odin, which could carry a portion of his power, fight flexibly in the same way as the original, and be remotely controlled.

Lu Ming has always been a proponent of "borrowing" ideas, and he's been learning from Odin for quite some time. Even if it comes from an enemy, if it's something good, he'll say: "Take it!"

Orange continued blowing smoke rings. "No, no, no, boss, the problem isn't with my cooking skills."

If she could create puppets like Lu Ming, whose output rivals that of a main god, solely through her craftsmanship, would she need to run around aimlessly? Would she need to collaborate with others, accept commissions, and be mindful of others' moods?

"What does that depend on?"

"The biggest problem is how to get the doll to embody your power. Even if the budget for materials is sufficient, this power can't just appear out of thin air, can it?"

With Orange's skill level, creating a doll that is "absolutely identical" to Lu Ming's original form would be no problem at all...

Aozaki Touko often has many bodies of her own so that she can transfer her memories into the spare body at the moment of death. She can even make the original body and the backup body indistinguishable, and she herself cannot tell which of these Touko is the original herself.

To explain it using the analogy of "Schrödinger's cat": although each version of itself could be a replica, since there is no way to distinguish them, each orange is real.

In other words, problems that are merely physical ailments are not difficult to solve.

Therefore, the real difficulty lies in... the inherent problems of the doll.

"You don't need to worry about that. I already have an idea, at least the direction is clear."

Lu Ming said in a deep voice.

When it came to how to make a puppet become "another version of himself," the first thing that came to his mind was "segmented thinking."

"Split thinking" can help him split and generate new secondary personalities in addition to his primary personality. These personalities can be applied to different professional fields such as "runes" and "martial arts".

Theoretically speaking, as long as one of the personalities can be successfully separated and injected into the doll body that Orange has made, the doll should be able to function almost perfectly, just like the real person.

Someone has done this before. Lu Ming remembers that in "Dragon Raja 3", Herzog often played two roles, and even played the leaders of the Snake Clan and the Demon Clan respectively in Tokyo Tower, agreeing to a duel. He staged a realistic scene of "I kill myself", which fooled all the onlookers into thinking that the two sides were really two different people.

Since Herzog could do it, Lu Ming didn't think he, with his alchemy skills, couldn't.

"Segmented thinking?"

Orange's eyes lit up, and she suddenly understood.

A vast amount of knowledge about spirit summoning, alchemy, puppetry, psychology, and other related fields quickly swept through the puppeteer's mind.

Although she is not an alchemist from the Atlas Institute, as a Grand Magician, Aozaki Touko's knowledge and experience are absolutely abundant, in addition to her skills.

First, it can be confirmed that the doll's physical problems are not difficult to resolve. Second, the method of filling the inner body is that Lu Ming himself extracts his own alternate personality to fill in the gaps.

This will also involve soul interference magic of the necromancy category, but this is not too troublesome for everyone present.

After sorting through her thoughts, Orange made her judgment:

"If your skill level is high enough, then separating personalities is indeed feasible. However, for the first attempt, to ensure personality stability... it's best to use a suitable medium."

medium......

Lu Ming chewed over the word.

By the way, when he successfully separated his first personality, he also relied on external help.

He used something.

Lu Ming touched his chest and took out a simple, silver-white mask from the inner pocket.

The mask of the "fake Odin".

PS: FGO: "I said, Sailor... This is what I heard from Fujimaru, that there are many of you. What's going on?"

Sailor Nemo: Ah, that? Hmm... we are clones of the Heroic Spirit Nemo, or rather, products of "personalities for other purposes" becoming Servants. The alchemists of Atlas use a technique called "split thinking," and we are its practical application.

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Volume 1: Chapter 98 You may not lose out, but I will always make a huge profit!

"So, we've decided to use this mask as the medium? Are there any other preparations needed?"

“No need. Apart from the ‘personality stripping’ that I need you to complete, the other operations are very simple. I can handle them by myself. At most, I just need more complete materials—to get closer to the strength of your body, it may require more resources.”

After the meeting, Aozaki Touko held the ancient mask with its silvery-white sheen in her hand, gently stroking it with her fingertips to assess its material. She then strolled leisurely into the workshop, chatting with Lu Ming as they walked.

She estimated that Lu Ming's physical strength, which was enough to rival that of a god, would require the most precious materials from the divine era to even approach the level of a god, let alone maintain the same level. And even then, it would only be possible to get slightly closer.

As for Lu Ming's absurd physique, which supposedly survives even being pierced through by the Eternal Spear, it is highly likely to be unique in the world.

Even if Orange tries every possible method, even if she exhausts all her connections to find all sorts of rare artifacts from the Age of Gods, there's no guarantee she can replicate it.

It's just a dream now.

Upon hearing Chengzi's words, Lu Ming immediately led her to the temporary storage room next door without saying a word.

When they moved into the hospital, Lu Ming and his team requisitioned many empty rooms from the hospital, including storage rooms for storing miscellaneous items, long-table conference rooms for doctors to consult, some staff offices, large lounges, and so on.

If you exclude the wards, and include the dining area with hot and cold water, coffee and biscuits, the shops on the first floor of the outpatient building, the fast food restaurants, and the hospital library, it can almost be considered a well-equipped and luxurious rest area for the team.

After all, the medical industry in America is highly commercialized, and medical care is really expensive. A single surgery can easily cost tens of thousands of dollars. Countless patients pay real money to continuously fund the long-term operation of hospitals, so it would be strange if the facilities and building layouts in such a place were not luxurious.

"Is this enough? If not, I'll have the warehouse send over another batch."

"No, no, no, it's more than enough. No matter how precious the doll I'm making is, its size is based on yours. How could I possibly need so many?"

Looking at the nearly mountain of fantasy fragments and magical artifacts, Orange couldn't help but complain to Lu Ming.

She could roughly imagine where these materials came from.

Given the divine environment of Nibelungen itself, any roaming wild monster would adapt to the laws of this place, growing stronger and more dangerous, and then...

Lu Ming treated these monsters as walking, mobile materials and swatted them all over.

"That's alright. The extra portion can be used to offset the losses incurred during the puppet battles later on."

Lu Ming waved his hand.

In the all-staff meeting before this expedition, he explained to the others his backup plan at the hospital, namely this doll that mimicked his original self, and then hurriedly ended the meeting.

But the end of the meeting does not mean that we are officially setting off.

Next comes an even more crucial step than the departure time itself: the pre-departure preparations.

Etching bullets, modifying firearms, producing dolls... Team members are busy with their own tasks, or they may divide the work and cooperate, or do both.

"Oh, that's great! We'll settle the final payment together with it, how about that?"

Orange took a drag of her cigarette. Anyway, the cost of making her dolls was astronomical, and these materials from the Age of Gods were extremely rare, so it was a fair trade-off.

After all, this payment method allows her to have more treasures in her suitcase.

Thinking of this, Orange couldn't help but look around intently, her eyes gleaming as she gazed at the materials.

I must say, this place is truly a treasure trove!

You have to know that if you put these materials out there, you would have to go through a lot of effort to accept commissions, or brave all kinds of dangers and explore all kinds of magical labyrinths to get a reasonable amount of materials.

Now, all she has to do is consistently use her signature skills, and her boss, who's out fighting monsters, will automatically send her money, giving her a steady stream of rare and precious items. Why wouldn't she take advantage of that?

You might not lose money, but I'll always make a killing!

"That sounds good, I agree!"

Lu Ming thought to himself that it would be so convenient if he didn't have to pay.

After all, he was an unregistered outsider with no Dragon Clan account or cash, unless he resorted to robbery and scavenging from buildings to find small amounts of money...

But even if it takes a lot of time and effort to find that little bit of money, it is clearly not enough to pay for the exorbitantly priced puppet products.

And now? All they need to do is consistently demonstrate their martial arts skills outside, and they can use materials scavenged from monsters instead of money to pay. The cost is practically zero.

What? You're saying there's a cost to create and send these monsters here? Ha, that's Odin's evil corporation's cost, what does it have to do with him?

Oh, right! If the other members also accept this approach, then we can use this method to distribute the bonuses as well.

Lu Ming wasn't stupid. He knew that a rule maintained by force couldn't last. To prevent instability, a viable incentive system was essential. Now that he suddenly had a way to keep the team loyal without spending a penny, why not take it?

You might not lose money, but I'll always make a killing!

Thinking of this, Lu Ming and Chengzi clasped hands together eagerly.

The two looked at each other and smiled, as if they had found kindred spirits, only regretting that they could have met sooner.

An uninformed bystander might have thought the two were a couple deeply in love.

......

A Bashom swooped down, its wings spreading wide to obscure the building. Its sharp claws easily crushed the barrier erected outside the magic workshop, and the alloy steel building crumbled and collapsed as if it were made of paper.

Not far away, in another place, Ushmugar, as ferocious as an angry lion, strode forward, causing a great earthquake, and a cluster of low houses collapsed like building blocks.

In a corner of the ruins, Orlando wiped the bright red blood from the corner of his mouth, his hands, which should have been gripping the long sword tightly, trembling uncontrollably.

"Hey, brother! Is this the end of our master-servant life?"

The man next to the bureau chief, wearing an oversized trench coat and with very short blue-purple hair, laughed heartily, as if none of this mattered.

“Caster, if I were you, I would properly fulfill my combat duties as a Servant, instead of just standing by and making sarcastic remarks.”

“Oh my, brother, thinking back to that day, at the beginning of the Holy Grail War, I stayed in the workshop all day without ever leaving the house, and you didn’t really care. Now our attitudes have completely reversed?” Caster Dumas teased.

"You're overthinking it. I didn't ask you personally—have you contacted Flat? His Servant has been missing lately, could it be...?"

Has she secretly hooked up with other powerful figures behind her back?

Volume 1: Chapter 99 The Path to Godhood!

Chief Orlando hasn't been having a good time lately.

...No, it's not just not very good, it's absolutely terrible.

Nowadays, apart from Caster Alexandre Dumas by his side, who has virtually no fighting ability, he is practically a lone commander.

The "28-man monster" special police unit he had previously sent to guard the hospital had both disappeared without a trace after a fierce battle with a black Archer, Alcides.

Orlando, proceeding with extreme caution, went to the scene to investigate, only to find dangerous black mist drifting everywhere. The people he was looking for, his most trusted and familiar subordinates, were nowhere to be found.

Although magicians have a variety of methods, such as divination or heightened senses, they can all be used for in-depth tracking, but unfortunately, that is not Orlando's forte.

Since Flat, an ally, was also present at the scene, Orlando decided to try and find a breakthrough in their current predicament through Flat.

However, you can never know whether tomorrow or an accident will come first.

Before Orlando could investigate the black fog or question Flat, countless city walls rose from the ground, completely severing the city's once-connected transportation arteries and even the complex lines that transmitted signals to various places.

The city has lost its communication network.

Worse still, monsters that seem to possess a high degree of dragon bloodline are wreaking havoc in all directions.

Orlando may appear to be fighting quietly these past two days, but their mentality has gradually sunk to rock bottom.

He began to worry whether his men had any hope of survival.

He began to doubt whether his ally, Flat, was still on his side.

Alexandre Dumas's joking and teasing of Orlando was, in a way, well-intentioned, as he noticed his Master's distress and negative emotions stemming from his predicament.

"Hahaha, brother, you're going to try contacting that blond kid again, right? Leave it to me!"

The great writer brandished his pen as if it were a conductor's baton, while holding a tablet in his other hand. "Just so you know, the device that blond kid left behind couldn't connect to just now. If you try again now, it'll be a matter of luck."

"Stop talking nonsense."

Orlando urged him on. He planted his samurai sword in the ground and took a deep breath.

The next wave of attacks could arrive at any moment. Ordinary magic and barrier spells are useless against these monsters from the Age of Gods. He needs to seize the opportunity to recover his strength.

"Hey! It worked!"

Orlando suddenly heard Alexandre Dumas shout with delight.

Tsk, couldn't this guy keep his voice down? What if he attracts those monsters?

If they make even the slightest mistake, they'll be surrounded by the monsters and completely wiped out!

However, is it just that Orlando was unlucky? As the saying goes, what you fear most is what happens to you.

"Hahahaha! It's you guys, Mr. Orlando! I'm so sorry, it's been two days!"

Fratt’s voice (very loud) rang out from the tablet in Alexandre Dumas’s hands.

"These past few days, I've been meeting up with the students in El-Melloi's classroom! Their location is inconvenient to reveal, so they've been having to reject unfamiliar signals..."

You damned Alexandre Dumas, you forgot to turn the volume down! And Flat, you were shouting way too loudly!

Orlando gritted his teeth, his eyes scanning his surroundings nervously.