prynovel Chapter 4175 Shaping Clone
Chapter 4175 Shaping Clone
Chapter 4175 Shaping Clone
After the three parted ways, the wine glass quickly arrived at the candle house.
It's during working hours now, and there's no one outside the candle shop; it's completely empty.
Although it was my first time here, I had watched Ice Maiden's live stream and knew everything about the place. As soon as it was time to leave work, Snow Maidens would gather here to smoke "candle smoke"—they were all hardcore addicts.
When the word "addiction" is mentioned, even the wine glass can't help but think of its own addiction.
Come to think of it, after changing bodies, it seems that my addiction also disappeared?
In a way, this could be considered an advantage, right?
While pondering some inexplicable topic, the wine glass stepped into the candle room.
Upon entering the candle room, a mysterious guidance appeared in her mind, pointing her to her workstation. At the same time, an "Employee Code of Conduct" also appeared, informing her about the work of the frost-condensing worker and the weekly goals she needed to achieve.
Most importantly, there are rules that cannot be broken in the candle room.
Once these taboos are violated, at best you will be burned, at worst you will be obliterated.
Although this information had been mentioned before when watching Ice Maiden's live stream, when it actually appeared in my mind, Wine Glass still felt a little dazed.
This level of strictness is even more unscrupulous than that of a black-hearted company.
While internally complaining, the wine glass stepped onto its workstation.
Just like the Ice Maiden before her, she arrived in a separate space. The entire space consisted of seven empty chambers and rivers flowing with chocolate liquid.
The air was filled with the aroma of cocoa.
Her job was to frost the chocolate liquid in the river and fill the seven empty bins within a week.
With her clumsy frost-forming skills, completing seven full warehouses in a week would require working more than seventeen hours a day. However, Wine Glass never intended to actually work honestly.
Once she becomes a rebel, her lightning punishment will automatically decrease by one level, meaning she won't have to worry about her personal safety even if she doesn't complete her weekly goal. Therefore, this weekly goal is a nightmare that other snow women are willing to fight tooth and nail to achieve.
But for her, it was just that.
However, all of this will have to wait until she comes into contact with Satan and becomes a rebel.
Today, let's stick to the cream shaping treatment first.
After "checking in" with the wine glass, I began my work for the day.
Meanwhile, everyone in the live stream also decided to take a break. Since there was still some time before the end of the workday, both Ice Girl's and Wine Glass's live streams were about to enter their tedious "work-related live streams."
But at that moment, an unexpected situation occurred in the wine glass's live stream.
Above the workstation where the wine glass is located, there is an eyeball the size of a human head. It flashes with light and constantly moves around the workstation, but most of the time, its gaze is fixed on the wine glass.
Clearly, this eye is a "monitor," overseeing the operation of the wine glass.
The wine glass was not surprised by this; it had appeared before when watching Ice Maiden's live stream.
Since it was just "watching" her and couldn't affect her, she didn't bother with it.
But as the wine glass began to frost using a clumsy technique, the intermittent flashes of light overhead suddenly disappeared. Almost ten minutes had passed without any movement.
The wine glass then looked up in confusion.
But then they discovered that the "eye monitor" above their heads had suddenly closed its eyes.
It was as if it had fallen into a deep sleep.
Wine glass: "???"
She only monitored me for less than ten minutes and then went on strike? Is she even lazier than me?
She had planned to become a rebel and only slack off after she had a trump card, but the surveillance camera actually got there one step ahead of her.
Could the monitor be broken?
Although the wine glass felt puzzled, it did not show it. It simply glanced at the eyeball above its head and then lowered its head to continue working diligently.
Despite the complaints, upon closer examination, the wine glass noticed something amiss.
When I watched Ice Girl's livestream before, her monitor was online the whole time. But my monitor only worked for a short while before it went silent. That's definitely not right.
The probability of a monitor suddenly "breaking down" should be very small.
So, could it be man-made?
But who can turn off the monitor? Why would they want to turn off her monitor? Or is it that all the monitors in the entire body sculpting workshop are actually broken?
The more the wine glass thought about it, the stranger it seemed... could it be...
"Has the Ice Maiden already killed the manager of the Shaping Workshop?"
The wine glass displayed this information on the mirror surface in a frost-mark code manner, seemingly asking the viewers in the live stream a question.
If the live stream is interactive, the wine glass will definitely receive a "no" answer.
Because Ice Girl's live stream room is similar to a wine glass at this moment, it is also working, except that the eye monitor on her head is functioning normally.
The only abnormal thing is the eye monitor on the side of the wine glass.
The wine glass was naturally unaware of this information; her questions to the live stream were simply an expression of her own thoughts.
She continued to express her current chaotic emotions in this way.
"If the Ice Maiden killed the Administrator, does that mean she has changed her identity? Does that mean I can slack off now?"
"Based on my understanding of the Ice Maiden, she shouldn't suddenly launch an attack on the Administrator, right? Or has Satan already raised the banner of counterattack?"
"But this shouldn't be the case. The right time, the right place, and the right people haven't come yet."
Thoughts and feelings floated on the screen of the live broadcast room in the form of words, which also shows how complicated the wine glass's mood is right now.
Just as her thoughts were racing through her wine glass, a voice suddenly reached her ears.
"Oh my, an unknown cuphead? Your ethnicity isn't even recorded on the employee roster, that's quite rare..."
The glass jerked upwards, trying to find the source of the sound, but the surroundings were empty, with nothing but the gurgling chocolate liquid.
"Who?" the wine glass asked in a low voice.
"Who am I?" The comical voice came again: "Every time I hear this question, I really want to casually reveal my true identity, because I enjoy seeing people's shocked expressions; but unfortunately, I can't reveal my true identity."
"All I can say is that my current identity is a fairy tale sculptor. You can call me... Mr. P.N.C.C.!"
It seems to enjoy saying its name.
But after saying it out loud, seeing that the wine glass didn't react at all, it couldn't help but feel a little discouraged: "Sure enough, saying this name doesn't have any shocking effect at all, especially for a new employee who has just joined the company, the effect is even smaller."
"I hate this identity!"
It expresses strange opinions by talking to itself.
The wine glass may appear calm on the surface, but a storm is brewing within.
A typical new employee wouldn't know who "Pinocchio" is, but as someone who watched Ice Girl's live stream, she was familiar with the name Pinocchio.
Violet's manuscripts clearly identified the administrators of the five major regions.
Among them, the manager of the shaping workshop is none other than Pinocchio, who is known as the "Fairy Tale Shaper"!
In other words, the person speaking was his/her immediate boss!
Previously, the wine glass had speculated that Pinocchio had been killed by the Ice Maiden, but it has now been confirmed that this speculation was wrong. Pinocchio not only did not die, but also returned to his workstation.
Why is that?
Pinocchio never appeared during Ice Maiden's previous live streams.
Could it be because of my race?
Previously, Mudlord had attracted the attention of the old tree-man Mori because of his title as the "only race," and Mori even came out to greet Mudlord personally.
Could it be that she was like the Nile? Because she belonged to the rare Tuluga people, she also attracted Pinocchio's attention?
Based on this speculation, could it be that Na and Nailong also encountered their respective managers?
"But then again, even if you haven't heard of my name before, you don't need to be so calm, do you?" Pinocchio's voice drifted to the wine glass again: "You started working right away, without a single complaint or sign of rebellion. You weren't surprised to see the surveillance eye asleep. Even when I spoke, you remained perfectly calm..."
"Is your race born with an icy nature? With hearts of ice and love locked away, indifferent to everything?"
In response to Pinocchio's question, the glass calmly replied, "Whether I complain or not is none of your business. Besides, what else can I do here besides work?"
"Since we can't see the light of day for the time being, our priority is to stay alive. If I don't work, I'll only face death."
"As for the 'surveillance eye' you mentioned, are you referring to the eyeball on your head? Whether it's asleep or not is none of my business. I didn't put it to sleep."
"As for you, I don't know who you are. As long as it doesn't affect my work, I'll just ignore it."
After hearing the glass's reply, Pinocchio was stunned for a long time before letting out a comical laugh like a monkey jumping around: "This is the first time I've heard someone ignore me. At this moment, should I say... woman, you've caught my attention?"
Wine glass: "..."
The wine glass ignored Pinocchio's madness and focused solely on its work.
"Yo-ho, yo-ho, don't you have a single sense of humor? Or do you never read romance novels?" Pinocchio's voice was like a demonic chant, constantly echoing.
The wine glass said, "...I don't want to talk to people who are secretive and evasive."
Pinocchio: "Hiding your head and showing your tail? Are you talking about me?"
"If it wasn't you, then who was it?" He lightly touched his wine glass.
Pinocchio wasn't angry. Instead, he smiled and said, "Why don't you look up again?"
Following the sound, the wine glass looked up, only to find the sky empty, devoid of any human presence.
"Surprised? I just asked you to look up, not that I've revealed myself."
"..." The wine glass said, "If I believe you again, I'm a dog."
The wine glass lowered its head, preparing to continue its work.
Just then, she felt a warm breath on her ear. She turned around abruptly and saw a tiny figure appear behind her.
It was a cartoon monkey... holding a banana in each hand.
When the cartoon monkey notices the wine glass looking at it, it jumps around in mid-air as if it's not air under its feet, but on the floor.
"Yo-lo-lo, a surprising duet!" the monkey exclaimed, making Pinocchio's sound as it tilted its head and looked at the wine glass with a smile.
The wine glass didn't stop its work, frosting as it asked, "Are you Pinocchio?"
"It's me, yet it's not me."
"What do you mean?"
"The real Pinocchio is fast asleep somewhere in the sculpting workshop; and I, well, I'm a fairytale sculpting doppelganger created by Pinocchio~" The monkey shook its little head from side to side: "Of course, I also completely represent Pinocchio himself, after all, although I am a doppelganger, I only have one consciousness. When he is asleep, I wake up."
Wine glass: "What are you trying to say by telling me all this? Or rather, what do you want by suddenly coming to my workstation?"
The monkey version of Pinocchio chuckled, "Don't be so defensive. I'm here to introduce you to a great place."
Wine glass: "???"
Pinocchio tore open a banana and took a big bite: "You should have the employee handbook in your head. You should know that, given your current situation, it's very difficult to complete the shaping of seven full warehouses of chocolates within a week."
"I can give you a chance to change jobs and work for me instead of staying here. In that case, I can guarantee that you won't be punished by lightning for failing to meet your weekly goals."
The wine glass looked at Pinocchio with suspicion: "Such a cushy job, how could it possibly fall to me?"
"Why can't it be you? You're the one I've set my sights on."
The wine glass waved its hand dismissively, "Who do you think you are? Just because you've taken a liking to me doesn't mean I have to pay you to be rich!"
“Hey hey hey, my sexual preferences aren’t cupheads.” Pinocchio: “What I mean by ‘valuing’ is that I think you have a lot of potential.”
The wine glass said, "I don't think I have any potential for development, nor do I think I have any outstanding qualities that can attract others' favor."
Upon hearing the wine glass's dismissive remarks, Pinocchio was not angry at all; instead, his eyes shone even brighter.
"As expected, you are the person I've been looking for."
"?" The wine glass looked puzzled again.
The little monkey representing Pinocchio, after eating another banana, strikes a gentlemanly pose with his hand on his chest in front of the wine glass: "Yo-yo, please allow me to introduce myself again. My name is Pinocchio, a fairy tale sculptor, and also the manager of the sculpting workshop."
"I cordially invite you... What is your name?"
“…Wine Glass.” In the past, Wine Glass would not have revealed her name, but since the other party had identified themselves as the manager, she could not disobey the manager according to the employee handbook, otherwise she would be punished by lightning.
Here, "resistance" is a very broad concept, and the right to define it is entirely in the hands of the other party.
Therefore, she must at least outwardly appear compliant.
"I cordially invite Ms. Wine Glass to become my deputy."
After saying that, Pinocchio once again gave him an inviting look, staring longingly at the wine glass.
After a moment of silence, the wine glass said, "...If you were truly the manager, I certainly couldn't refuse you. But I still don't understand, why me?"
Why can't it be you?
Wine glass: "..."
Pinocchio shrugged: "Okay, I'm not kidding anymore."
After saying that, its expression changed from frivolous to serious: "Why you? Of course not because of your abilities, I don't know what abilities you have... The only special thing about you in my eyes is that you are new here."
"And I need someone new to be my deputy."
The man in the wine glass remained puzzled: "A newcomer? Why?"
A shadow crossed Pinocchio's eyes: "Because I smell dust and haze in the air."