The young shopkeeper's eyes widened. He looked at Amiya carefully for a while, and after confirming that she was indeed knitting a sweater, he pinched his thigh hard and rubbed his eyes...

In short, it is all kinds of unbelievable.

After he tried all the methods to keep himself awake, he finally calmed down and quickly asked Gallo:

"How on earth did you do that?"

"Although this 'Black Death' has the most advanced command module and is loaded with the latest command set, its operability is far superior to all previous models of puppets..."

"But the command to knit a sweater obviously cannot be the original command. Did you modify the command set? Are you a puppet master who participated in the research and development and design?"

It seemed that he interpreted Amiya's action of knitting a sweater as an order from Gallo.

This is indeed easier to accept than the statement that "the devil knits its own sweater".

Gallo showed a speechless expression and said angrily:

"That's because it wanted to knit a sweater on its own, not my order!"

"If I were really some kind of puppet master, would I still need to buy your book?"

"Although it's a little stupid, it has a real soul. It can't be compared with those toys of yours!"

The young shopkeeper couldn't help being stunned, with a collapsed look on his face, and kept muttering:

"Impossible... This is impossible... How can a golem produce self-awareness? How can it produce a soul?"

But he immediately realized that his statement was wrong and quickly changed his words:

"No...this statement is not accurate. It should be said that how can a crude war weapon like this produce a soul?"

After that, he squatted down again as if no one else was around, kept writing and drawing on the floor with his fingers, and muttered a lot of professional terms that others could not understand.

After a moment, he suddenly raised his head and asked Gallo:

"Can I take a closer look at it?"

Gallo didn't mind.

But Amiya minds...

As soon as the young man got a little closer to it, it stretched out its big hand and pushed it away unceremoniously, with a dragging, 'Don't touch me!' look.

The young man fell back and retreated far away. Finally, he lost his balance and fell to the ground.

He didn't feel any pain at all. A strange look appeared on his face and he continued to mutter:

"How could this happen? Such a distance and the actions I took, according to the literature, should not trigger the RX-78-GP03D's self-alert mechanism at all?"

"But that's not right, right? If I had triggered the alert mechanism just now, I shouldn't have pushed me away so gently, but I should have attacked directly..."

Although this young man went a little crazy when he saw Amiya, he should still have something in his heart, and he is very familiar with the performance of Amiya's magic doll.

He knew very well that although the opponent's movements were rough, he actually held back his hand and only used very little force. If he had followed the normal strength of the 'Black Death', he would probably have died immediately.

"It can adjust its power according to the situation...Does it really have a soul?"

The young man whispered to himself, and quickly climbed up from the ground. Regardless of his embarrassment, he begged Gallo without dignity:

"Please, let me conduct one last test!"

"It's just a very simple test. It doesn't take up much time. I just need you to cooperate with me a little bit."

Gallo shrugged and motioned for him to hurry up.

"First of all, can you ask it not to attack me? I need to get a little closer, but I promise not to get too close or reach out to touch it..."

"It already knows."

Gallo replied.

The young shopkeeper couldn't help being slightly surprised again...

He didn't see any unnecessary movements from Gallo, nor did he hear any instructions from him.

And if this demon puppet really stops attacking you later, it means that it can really understand your own words! And it can make its own judgment!

This is already very illustrative!

And if it can pass its next test...

The young shopkeeper calmed down and bravely approached Amiya, getting even closer than before.

This time, Amiya did not attack again!

The young shopkeeper's face suddenly showed an expression full of surprise.

He quickly said hello to Amiya:

"Hi, hello, can we play a little game?"

Amiya ignored him and looked very cold.

But the other party took out a cookie the size of a coin and a gold coin from his arms, placed them in his hand, and handed them to Amiya.

"This is a very simple little game..."

"Look, there are two round things here, you can choose the one you like better..."

"I will put them into my pockets in a while, and then I hope you can guess which pocket your favorite one is put into..."

"If you guess correctly, I will give it to you as a gift, how about it?"

Although the rules of the game he formulated sound simple, for a soulless golem, it is actually a very abstract and troublesome problem.

They first need to know the difference between gold coins and cookies.

Distinguishing these two things is easy for humans, but it is a huge problem for golems. They don't even know what means to use to distinguish them.

Just this first step is already difficult. The young man has been working hard in the store for many years, but he can only barely achieve this step, and he still uses some relatively mechanical and rigid methods.

And even if you pass the first level, there is still a second, more difficult level.

Which one do you like the most?

What should you like?

What is like?

To the golem, every question is like a human philosophical question, profound and obscure.

Even if these two steps are done, you still have to bypass his deception and find the things out of your pocket...

This also involves difficult questions such as what is a pocket? What actions should I use to find things out?

This set of testing methods was invented by the young shop owner himself and had not been disclosed to the outside world before. It was impossible for Gallo to respond and prepare in advance.

In short, this test sounds very simple, but for a golem, it is tantamount to the ultimate test.

Once it passes, it will mean that it truly has a soul, the same soul as a human being!

The young shopkeeper's heart was full of expectation and uneasiness, and he brought his hand closer.

Amiya put down the knitting needle in her hand, and then waved her hand to drive away the little cat who wanted to take the opportunity to come up and play with the knitting yarn.

Then, it looked down at the biscuits and gold coins in the other person's hands.

Then, it suddenly stretched out its hand, pinched the opponent's ankle, lifted him up upside down, and shook him vigorously.

The young shop owner no longer cared about testing, and immediately let out a scream like a slaughtering pig:

"Whoa, ah, ah! Help! Help!"

Several coins, including gold coins, silver coins, copper coins, everything, jingling and clanking out of his body, were really quite a lot.

In addition, pocket watches, bracelets, brooches, key chains and other accessories fell out, and even a few shining gems.

It wasn't until nothing more fell from his body that Amiya let go of him, bent down, picked up the gold coins on the ground one by one, and put them into her stomach.

Then, as if nothing happened, it sat back down and continued knitting.

Gallo, who was watching, couldn't help laughing and asked Amiya:

"You just keep the money yourself? Don't you want to hand it over?"

Amiya quickly covered her stomach with both hands and kept shaking her head.

"Then you can keep it if you like it, but you are a demon, what's the use of asking for money?"

Gallo joked again.

But the young shopkeeper, who was so dizzy, retorted loudly:

"Nonsense! She is not a golem! She is a real person!"

After that, he struggled to stand up, but he was dizzy. He could only sit on the ground feebly and said feebly:

"She...she..."

"You...how...you...did...?"

"Haha, I don't know either."

Gallo replied seriously.
To be continued...