On such a chilly night, there's only one Tang girl who remains troubled in her own thoughts.
Tang Xiang stayed in her small "laboratory", nervously staring at a small wooden contraption resembling a dog placed on the table.
Though it's pieced together with wood, it can move on its four legs. A red gemstone embedded on the dog's chest glowed faintly, providing it with the energy to move.
But being able to move was far from meeting Tang Xiang's expectations.
After a while, the little wooden dog's limbs moved, and it began walking on the table like a real small animal.
Joy sparkled in Tang Xiang's eyes. She eagerly reached out to touch the little wooden dog, but suddenly, a crack appeared on the red gemstone on the dog's chest.
Another hand reached out, grabbing Tang Xiang's wrist.
At the same time, after a series of crackling sounds, a few sparks flew out from the wooden dog.
Tang Xiang froze for a moment before looking up at the person who mysteriously appeared beside her.
