What is the feeling of helplessness when facing reality?—It is a feeling that both humans and puppets inevitably encounter when facing the unpredictability of fate.
It's like having a nanomachine system that is considered advanced worldwide, puppet repair technology inherited from the Ancient Saints, computational support from the Garden Network, and hundreds of years of practical experience, yet now lying on the table is a patient combined with a Dark Angel. All expertise and technology applied end with the patient shattered, and the dismembered body still lays there saying your nanomachines don't stick...
What's more deadly is the patient's relatives on the side couldn't stand it anymore and said this technology is unreliable and needs some high-tech—just when you were wondering what high-tech is, you see the relatives pulling out a knife...
Then they started primitive alchemy, using blood, clay, spices, and adhesives to stick the patient's arm.
