Preface
In other words, in this semi-slavery, semi-feudal continent, with a bunch of different churches and various forces, the flower of technology has blossomed - people rely on the crystals of various Warcraft to drive various technological products.
From bamboo birds flying in the sky, to genuine wooden cows and flowing horses, to dolls that can look real and fake, there is everything.
The people who make these "living things" are called puppet masters, and those who make machines are called machinists.
There is an unwritten rule among puppeteers - no matter how skillful your craftsmanship is, don't make objects for yourself.
This is in harmony with various folk legends, such as the rumor that a certain master became mentally ill because of his bamboo bird, or that a female puppet from a family of puppet masters was sold but did not cut off contact and deceived the young master... All kinds of rumors, countless. And the puppet master is so mysterious and distant to the common people, "After all, if ordinary people have money on hand, it is better to buy a massage chair that can use waste crystals as energy - saving resources for you and me." - From the famous mechanic Qingzhu. These weird stories, disasters that are so far away that they have nothing to do with them, are talked about by people. They are just jokes after dinner, or they are suitable for scaring children.
Concept: Regrets are hard to make up for, but they can be forgotten