Zhao Yicheng first named himself, then changed the code b12p3 to Xu Yinsheng’s name.
After clicking confirm, he looked at the remaining information.
【Doll Information】
Name: Xu Yinsheng
Age: Customizable
Gender: Female
Functions: 【Self-Duplication】, 【Body Reconstruction】, 【Artificial*】, 【Submission Mode】
Owner: Zhao Yicheng
“System, was that you just now?”
Zhao Yicheng thought of Xu Yinsheng’s sudden, inexplicable laughter and begging.
Last night, he had a preliminary understanding of the metal panel in his hand and even stayed up late to finish reading a sci-fi harem novel for it.
Using sci-fi terminology, the silver metal panel he held was the core control console of Xu Yinsheng, this magic-energy doll.
The system was the user manual embedded within the core control console.
【Dear user, according to the regulations of the Shaved Kidney Corporation under the Gem Federation, dolls cannot inflict physical harm on their bound users. Dolls must obey user commands unconditionally and protect the user’s life and safety without harming the user’s health.】
“Query: Shaved Kidney Corporation.”
【Due to unknown reasons, database missing, unable to provide an answer.】
“Query: Gem Federation.”
【Due to unknown reasons, database missing, unable to provide an answer.】
“Query: What other functions does the system have?”
【Due to unknown reasons, functions uninstalled; only doll functions remain. User may construct function entries independently.】
“Construct function entries?”
Zhao Yicheng’s mind stirred.
He opened his computer and launched a game launcher, then filtered for an ordinary game—something like a dress-up and face-molding game for children.
He connected the metal panel to the computer’s data interface.
“Reading data, constructing function, naming—-【Face Molding & Dress-Up】.”
In the next moment, a corner of the metal panel crumbled, transforming into silver tentacles that swirled and entered the computer interface.
Countless data streams rolled past, absorbing and organizing information continuously.
Soon, a light blue entry of 【Face Molding & Dress-Up】 appeared on the metal panel.
Clicking the entry revealed an interface similar to a web game.
On the interface appeared a 3D model of the magic-energy doll’s data and a series of virtual clothes that could be swapped.
***
Xu Yinsheng stormed back into her room, slamming the door shut.
Her anger boiled over as she loudly demanded, “Guide Manual, come out here! Was that you just now?!”
Along the way, Xu Yinsheng pieced things together.
The punishment mode just now—someone was definitely controlling it!
If it wasn’t Zhao Yicheng, then it had to be the Guide Manual!
She had only been teasing Zhao Yicheng a little bit.
Was it really necessary?
【Doll Xu Yinsheng, according to Shaved Kidney Corporation regulations, dolls cannot harm their bound users physically. Dolls must obey user commands unconditionally and protect the user’s life and safety without harming their health.】
“I—”
Xu Yinsheng was about to curse, but remembering the unbearable itchiness, she bit her tongue and swallowed the curse, switching to another question.
“Let me ask you, is Zhao Yicheng the bound user?”
【Insufficient privileges.】
“You…”
Xu Yinsheng took a deep breath, repeatedly telling herself not to get angry, not to get angry.
Arguing with an AI who was basically a dumb bot was just nonsense.
However, just as Xu Yinsheng was calming down, her body began to change again.
The liquid metal coating that had covered her entire body and kept her calm started to shift.
Looking down, she saw the liquid metal writhing and slowly transforming into a pink sundress.
A sundress?
Xu Yinsheng was utterly confused.
But that was far from over.
A mass of liquid metal grew out from her arm, crawling quickly up toward her head.
Before long, the liquid metal reached Xu Yinsheng’s head.
With the arrival of this liquid metal, her face began to change as well.
She walked to the full-length mirror and looked at herself.
This was a roughly sixteen-year-old, androgynous face—fair skin, delicate and cute features, eyebrows and eyes still carrying a trace of youthful innocence but also a lively and refined charm.
This was what Xu Yinsheng looked like at sixteen.
About 1.5 meters tall, still going through her voice change period, her voice was exceptionally soft and indistinguishable from a girl’s.
She had inherited her mother’s excellent genes, no acne blemished her face, and she looked so refined that on the streets she had often been called “little sister.”
Back then, she had been pretty frustrated about this.
Now, looking at her sixteen-year-old self in the mirror—unable to distinguish male or female—veins bulging, she ground her teeth in fury.
Black history!
Now someone had dragged it all back up in front of her!
No need to guess which damn bastard was behind this!!
Xu Yinsheng turned and faced the camera in the corner of the room.
Raising her hand, she made an international friendly gesture!
Serves you right, Zhao Yicheng!
***
In another room, Zhao Yicheng watched the video of the pretty girl, automatically ignoring that obvious friendly gesture.
His Adam’s apple bobbed.
Sixteen-year-old Xu Yinsheng in a sundress.
A flash of heat flickered in his eyes.
Cute. Want to have her.
He grabbed a thick photo album from the bookshelf, filled with photos of him and Xu Yinsheng together, or personal photos he had taken of her.
After a moment’s thought, Zhao Yicheng pulled out one photo.
In it, heavy snow fell as a delicate little boy in a down jacket stood beside a snowman with a carrot nose, smiling warmly at the camera.
His eyes were bright and distinct, like two sparkling gems, with two adorable dimples on his face.
His smile was charming.
This was twelve-year-old Xu Yinsheng.
***
In the room, Xu Yinsheng watched as the nanobots forming her palm disassembled and reassembled.
Eventually, the friendly gesture vanished, replaced by an adorable finger heart.
Her other hand, seemingly out of her control, lifted and made the same cute finger heart gesture at the camera.
Damn it, Zhao Yicheng!
This isn’t over!!
Oblivious in his immersion with the dress-up game, Zhao Yicheng failed to notice that the magic-energy doll’s energy bar was plummeting at an alarmingly rapid rate.
Time quickly passed into evening.
Xu Yinsheng left her room and sat down at the dining table.
Having “volunteered” to accompany Zhao Yicheng playing dress-up games all afternoon, she now felt empty and starving.
Maybe because of her good mood, Zhao Yicheng had cooked a huge spread, even including a plate of cold mixed houttuynia—a dish he normally wouldn’t touch.
After happily finishing the cold houttuynia, Xu Yinsheng still felt no sense of fullness.
Only after Zhao Yicheng checked the system did they learn that the magic-energy doll relied on the user’s bodily fluids to replenish energy.
Magic-energy dolls weren’t succubi; their diet was actually broad.
Anything they consumed—even a stone—could be digested thoroughly in their slime-like stomachs and transformed into a colorless, tasteless liquid.
Part of this liquid powered their bodies; the rest was stored internally.
This liquid had multiple functions: it could enhance virility, stimulate arousal, and even transform into breast milk.
Upon hearing this, Xu Yinsheng’s face darkened like a lump of coal.
Zhao Yicheng, on the other hand, was unfazed.
He had long been mentally prepared for bloodsucking vampire lolis and succubi girls.
He wasn’t surprised if she turned into a spiritual leech next.
Xu Yinsheng looked coldly at Zhao Yicheng, who was already starting to undo his belt at the other side of the table.
Men really were all old!
Crack.
She snapped off one of her fingers and tossed it to him.
The nanobots in the air reassembled, landing beside Zhao Yicheng as a sharp little knife.
Xu Yinsheng glanced at her missing finger on her palm.
The wound did not bleed but was wrapped by a small cluster of writhing silver liquid.
She looked back at Zhao Yicheng.
“Do it yourself, hurry up! I want to drink blood!”
Bodily fluids—liquid inside the human body.
Blood definitely counted!
Under Zhao Yicheng’s slightly disappointed gaze, Xu Yinsheng gulped down a bowl of blood.
Her energy bar instantly refilled to full.
Stretching comfortably, she burped, “Ah, I’m full! So good!!”
Zhao Yicheng bandaged his wound and tossed the knife back.
The blade dissolved into liquid metal mid-air and merged back into Xu Yinsheng’s body.
“小 Zhao,” Xu Yinsheng licked the blood from the corner of her mouth, “Can I have a midnight snack? Your flavor’s not bad.”