The sun had already risen. The morning light completely dispelled the gloom in the attic, while faintly from outside came the growing sounds of people and vehicles on the street, along with the chattering cries of some unknown birds squabbling on a nearby rooftop.
But none of it interrupted Yu Sheng's concentration.
He held the head of a nearly completed doll—at present, it was still just a somewhat hard lump of clay—and carefully used a knitting needle to press the outlines of its eyes and nose bridge into the surface. He had spent a long time completing this step, reworking it several times along the way, and had finally achieved a relatively satisfactory result before the clay hardened completely and became unsuitable for shaping.
It still couldn't exactly be called perfect. It certainly couldn't compare with a model made by a true professional. But Yu Sheng felt that this little head at least wouldn't be nagged by Eileen for being hideously ugly. At the very least... the little doll probably wouldn't cry when she crawled inside?
A slightly smug smile appeared on his face. He looked up at the few candles on the table and found that they had already burned more than halfway down.
It seemed that the "makeup" step was destined to remain unfinished before the candles burned out. For him at present, managing to finish the doll's body parts was already pretty good.
Yu Sheng wasn't particularly disappointed, though. After all, apart from conducting experiments, he was only practicing. It would be good to familiarize himself with the entire process a few more times before making Eileen an official body next time. As for whether it had makeup or not, the doll herself didn't really care.
After all, Eileen could "grow" her own face into a very