This puppet looks fine when you only see the face, fine when you only see the hands, fine when you only see the feet, but... it has no chest, no butt, no legs!
It's like a dried stick with a human head and limbs simply attached. At first glance, it looks great from the outside, but on closer inspection, it resembles a horror movie prop. No wonder Shang Yanting dressed the puppet in such luxurious robes; it was to cover up this terrifying state.
"Tong Dao You?"
Xia Pu's voice came from outside, "Tong Dao You, what happened? Are you okay?"
"I-I'm fine."
Jia Xitong replied, having already transformed back into the form of a little raccoon.
In this state, it's impossible to continue participating in the selection. She glanced at the half-finished puppet.
The puppet still operates using soul power.
As an expert in using puppets, Jia Xitong found it quite manageable to manipulate it. But she suddenly discovered that the little raccoon puppet couldn't be put away.
