Chapter 165 (1/2)

Reanimation (4)

“Aww yeahh!! It’s done!! This is amazing, I finally know how to do this! Compared to operating tools, this skill requires much more sophisticated techniques- but both have its good points.”

Ye Lang whooped with excitement, causing Coldblood Five, who was practising her wushu, to stop. She saw Ye Lang jumping up and down on the reanimated spirit like a little shit -no wait he WAS a little shit!

Of course, Ye Lang wasn’t the point. The point was that the spirit had begun to move.

Coldblood Five was sure that with this spirit’s appearance, if it leaves the room, so many people will swoon over it!!

Coldblood Thirteen made this spirit to mimic a real person, adding many special materials for it to be almost identical to a human.

Unfortunately, Coldblood Thirteen never really got the results he wanted. Everyone could immediately see that it was a reanimated spirit, not a real person.

Right now, with Ye Lang’s efforts (perhaps also because he was so tiny now), he could finish working on all the tiny details to perfect its appearance.

However, by doing this, everyone would think he is a huge pervert, especially Coldblood Five who often called him a little pervert during this period.

The reason was because the spirit was made to look like a young woman!

If Ye Lang made it in such a way that it looked like a human AFTER wearing clothes, nobody would call him a pervert. However, to make it to perfection, Ye Lang even made the woman’s breasts and other more ...mysterious parts to resemble a human.

And because of this, Ye Lang once asked Coldblood Five a question, only to be given a huge slap across his face, then scolding him---

“You pig!!”

What did he say?

“Little Five, take off your clothes. So I can study the female anatomy a little better…”

Slap!

“Frank, can you put some clothes on the girl?” looking at the reanimated spirit, Coldblood Five had to remind him. Ye Lang hadn’t given it any clothes.

He really was a little pervert!!

“Oh, it can have some now! Little Five, throw me some of your clothes!” Ye Lang shouted at Coldblood Five.

Ye Lang wasn’t a pervert, he’d only forgotten about it. After her reminder, he suddenly remembered!

“Why?” Coldblood Five asked, surprised.

“Do you think I have girl clothes?”

“How would I know? Here!” she grunted, then threw a set of clothes from her pocket. The space device she used wasn’t a ring because she thought rings were inconvenient.

“No wait…”

After a while, Coldblood Five stopped him because the set she gave him was business attire and the only clothes she had.