Whether you liked it or not, after Eileen analyzed the situation, Yu Sheng realized that among all the special materials used to manufacture the mass-produced dolls, his blood really did seem to be the least valuable. At most, it only required a bit of time—that was, roughly, thirty minutes to "produce" one batch.
But the good news was that he probably did not need to worry about the output of Mass-produced Eileen for the time being. Although this output seemed to have a natural bottleneck, Yu Sheng figured that he probably would not need to assemble an army of hundreds of thousands of dolls anytime soon...
He could just accumulate them slowly.
And when the third mass-produced doll sat up on the alchemy platform, Yu Sheng discovered that during the entire soul-infusing ritual, even the final step of "bestowing a name" could be handed over to the mass-produced machines responsible for the operation.
When two mass-produced dolls somewhat clumsily molded the body of their "new sister," then imitated Yu Sheng's previous actions and stammered out the name "Eileen" on the alchemy table, the cold mass of clay and metal suddenly came alive. Yu Sheng had not even reacted when he saw the crude shell rapidly covered in a layer of blood-red color. The parts of "blood" and "spirit" within the clay fused into vitality in the blink of an eye, and the new doll opened her eyes.
"...That works too?" Yu Sheng stared in astonishment as the two mass-produced dolls helped their newly awakened "sister" down from the alchemy platform. Then he watched as the new doll instantly learned the other dolls' experiences through the connection between their machine souls, before trotting over to another platform to prepare the next mass-produced machine. He was completely dumbfounded. "So the 'bestowing a