The phone call ended, and Yu Sheng held his phone in a bit of a daze. After two seconds, he lowered his head and looked at Erin (the host) by his feet: "I can't tell whether she's angry or not..."

"This time she really didn't curse, but I think it's just because she's used to it," Erin analyzed seriously, "On the bright side, at least you didn't suddenly get the urge to do something at midnight this time..."

Yu Sheng coughed twice, forcing down the slight guilt in his heart, and focused on the door in front of him.

The worn-out wooden door leaned against the white wall of the basement. The door frame and the surrounding floor were covered in eerie and complicated lines and symbols, with several candles burning quietly nearby. The air was faintly filled with the scent of spices (still from that five-yuan store batch).

Whether the Spirit Injection ritual would succeed was uncertain, but the atmosphere seemed quite appropriate.

Yu Sheng gently took a breath, calming his slightly tense mind, then began following the method he had previously modified, cutting his palm and guiding his blood to pour onto the door.

Spirit Injection is the act of infusing one's "spirituality" into lifeless matter—since clay can be transformed into the flesh of a puppet, and ribbed steel can become a puppet's bones, a door could naturally also become a target for Spirit Injection.

The candles crackled, their flames gradually rising higher. Yu Sheng's blood silently seeped into the worn-out wooden door. Gradually, the lines and patterns on the surrounding floor, originally drawn with ordinary ink, began to subtly take on a dark red hue, as if the blood was gradually replacing every structure of the Alchemy Array. Yu Sheng could even faintly hear a sound like burning erosion.

He was surprised and widened his eyes.

"What's wrong?" Erin immediately noticed Yu Sheng's reaction. "Does something feel off?"

"No, it feels... surprisingly smooth," Yu Sheng sensed the connection established through the blood and said incredulously. "When I was molding your body, it didn't feel as obvious that something was forming. But now I can clearly feel the 'spirituality' reshaping this door... is it because of the amplification nodes you set up?"

"It's possible because you are establishing a connection with a 'door,' which is essentially part of your own power?" Erin analyzed seriously before smugly adding, "But the main reason is definitely my amplification nodes being set up perfectly!"

Yu Sheng didn't pay attention to the smug self-praise from the little puppet. He cautiously controlled the entire Spirit Injection ceremony and then placed his hand on the door handle, continuously "modifying" the door.

Just like how he reshaped clay and lotus roots into a puppet's body and limbs, the door's form began to change.

Soft creaking sounds came from the door, its frame's edges suddenly softened and deformed as if gaining life. The wooden structure gradually "dissolved" into the wall behind it, forming a biological-like adhesive structure. The door's surface began to reveal dense, vein-like patterns that eventually calmed down, turning into thorn-like lines with a faint metallic sheen.

Then, Yu Sheng gently turned the handle— the connection with the valley was instantly established.

But he didn't push open the door immediately as he usually would. Instead, he maintained its almost-open state and carefully sensed the situation on the "other side."

He wanted to complete the corresponding "connection point" on the valley's other side.

This step was not easy because he needed to divert significant attention to create a substantial, long-lasting door device on the valley's "platform." Although he could mold the soil and rocks in the valley into any shape, now he was "remote controlling," requiring precision, position, and connection stability, which were quite challenging.

Yu Sheng failed three times consecutively.

By the fourth attempt, the candle flames at the edges of the Alchemy Array had started to become unstable.

But this time, he succeeded.

He felt a fixed connection established, an entity door at the corresponding position in the valley, which could remain stable without his continued maintenance.

A few minutes later, after repeatedly confirming the stability of the connection channel, Yu Sheng finally breathed a sigh of relief and released the door handle.

Hu Li, who had been watching nervously, blinked twice: "Savior, did you succeed?"

"I think I did," Yu Sheng said with a smile and a nod, stepping aside and glancing at the door now directly embedded in the wall. "Erin, you try it out. In theory, this door now works like the entrance door at No. 66 Wutong Road. Those who have received my blood, like you and Hu Li, can directly open it, and it will lead to the valley."

Erin was still somewhat skeptical of this device but hesitated for a moment out of trust in Yu Sheng himself and nodded. She then stepped forward.

Ms. Puppet stood silently at the door.

Silence was the 66.6cm roar.

Yu Sheng: "...Should I leave a small section for you at the bottom..."

"Shut up! No need! I can reach it!"

Erin turned her head and shouted at Yu Sheng, raising three fingers and displaying a middle finger. Then the other two Erins approached, stacking up in a formation, finally grasping the door handle and turning it vigorously.

The door opened.

The broad, pleasant valley scenery came into everyone's view.

Erin, who was still stacked and holding the door handle, instantly forgot her previous displeasure and widened her eyes in wonder. The three bodies spoke in unison: "Wow—Yu Sheng, you did it, it actually worked!"

Then the Erin at the top quickly leapt down, cheerfully running towards the door on the opposite side: "I'll go over first to check the situation!"

Yu Sheng suddenly felt something was off with the view on the other side: "Hey, wait a minute, I think I got the wrong side..."

But it was too late; the little puppet had already jumped through the door.

The next second, her figure fell straight down: "Waaaa——"

Then came a "plop" sound.

Yu Sheng and Hu Li quickly leaned over to look through the door and saw Miss Puppet lying sprawled out on the rocky ground beyond the edge of the platform in the valley.

The two Erins left in the basement were hopping mad: "Yu Sheng, curse you! Did you really open the door at the edge of a high platform!? Why not just open it in the sky while you're at it!"

Yu Sheng hurriedly controlled the ground on the other side of the door to rise up, bringing the fallen Erin back to the level of the door frame. Then he and Hu Li went over to pick up the dazed puppet, fixing her clothes while quickly explaining his original plan: "It was supposed to face the inside of the platform, so later we could ring the whole platform with doors, turning the area into a hall named the 'Hall of Ten Thousand Gates', connecting to everywhere in the universe. The edges of the platform would be the outer walls of the hall..."

Erin jumped up, pulling Yu Sheng's hair: "Then why did I fall down!!"

"...I opened it wrong."

"Yu Sheng, curse you! I&*%...￥%￥... "

For the next two minutes, Erin cursed up a storm.

As time ticked by, at the third minute, the puppet finally calmed down.

She sat on the platform, watching Yu Sheng busying himself with adjusting the big door, muttering to herself: "Honestly, your idea of the 'Hall of Ten Thousand Gates' is pretty interesting. It sounds like something out of a mysterious organization— the type that doesn't appear for forty episodes in the main plot, and each time the protagonist makes a little breakthrough, a figure appears at the end of the episode. And when the plot can't go on, the director just wipes out the entire organization. Or they wipe out the organization at the start."

"You should stop watching such dumb shows," Yu Sheng muttered while wiping sweat, "Also, can you give an example that's not about complete eradication?"

"This is the trend now. Without a deep-seated vendetta, the protagonist has no motivation," Erin propped her chin with her hands, watching Yu Sheng, "Can you fix it? You've been busy for a while now...If not, we can just leave the door opening the wrong way. It could be a trap to prevent intruders; anyone who doesn't know would fall right in..."

"Anyone who can open it has the clearance, no use as a trap," Yu Sheng didn't even look up, "All right, it's adjusted, want to take a look?"

Under his control, the slightly erroneous Teleportation Gate was finally fixed.

A plain, simplistic door with a grayish-white rocky frame and door leaf now stood quietly on the platform. Though its appearance was modest, this simplicity actually lent it a sense of mysterious solemnity.

The "handle" of the door was a triangular "stone" embedded in the door leaf—there was no decoration on the stone, and its edges were rough. It was directly embedded into the center of the door, making it look somewhat abrupt, but at the same time, it matched the "style" of the door.

Now, anyone who had undergone the "blood" ritual could turn the triangular stone in the center of the door to open a passage leading to the basement of No. 66 Wutong Road from here.

Erin and Hu Li curiously came over, examining the door standing at the edge of the platform. The little puppet rubbed her chin and nodded slightly: "Not bad, to be honest, it's much better designed than that toilet you built before."

Yu Sheng looked resigned: "How many times do I have to say, that's not a toilet!"

"We know, we know, your 'first phase project'," Erin waved her hand impatiently, then curiously glanced at the triangular "handle" in the center of the door, "By the way, why is the handle in the center?"

"For aesthetics, to give a sense of mystery—plus, it confuses first-time users so they can't immediately tell where the door hinge is..."

Erin: "...You're nuts! And why is it a triangle?"

Yu Sheng scratched his nose: "Oh, there's a reason for that too. It's to symbolize the 'three giants' of the travel agency—us three."

Erin looked skeptical: "...Really?"

Yu Sheng sighed: "Actually, I wanted to mold it into a tiger head shape, but couldn't do it, so I tried a dog head instead. That didn't work either..."

Erin: "..."

A moment later, the little puppet took a half step back, looking seriously at the door and the triangular handle in its center.

"Symbolizing the three giants who founded the travel agency, how wonderful." The little puppet praised expressionlessly.

Yu Sheng nodded: "Indeed, wonderful."

Hu Li looked at Erin, then at Yu Sheng, not knowing what had happened, but joined in clapping: "Mhm, wonderful..."

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