"Carrying the baggage, at the moment of leaving home, I know real life has too many unique... If you see me, don't be too indifferent, I am sensitive, but also passionate and free..."
In the originally silent workshop, several hands of the Mercury Hand waved drumsticks, hitting iron barrels. Amidst the passionate drumbeats, the craftsmen sang loudly while shaking their heads.
Then, they lifted the electric saw.
A refreshing buzzing sound started, sparks flew and caused the evil creature on the processing table to spasm in terror, its compound eye expanding and contracting within its single eye.
It made no sound.
Then, amidst intense spasms, the sharp sound of the saw rubbing against the shell broke out, blood plasma splattered, Mercury Hand fell down, expertly opening the abdomen.
Removing the organs, disassembling the skeleton.
