My wife is the stand-in.

Lin Shuyu's eyes swept over Amanosaki's V-line, then she turned away as if suddenly realizing something: "So what is her role today?"

Amanosaki shook his head as he buttoned his shirt: "I don't know."

"You don't know?" Lin Shuyu stared wide-eyed at Amanosaki in disbelief. "You don't know about your special ability?"

“Please, Miss Lin.” Amanosaki began to put on his shoes. “My ability is intelligent. Before I met her, I really didn’t know her identity.”

"By the way, where's the restroom? I need to wash my face; my eyes are all crusted with sleep."

Amanosaki looked at his hand through the shoe, hesitated for a moment, and finally gave up on the action that might cause an eye infection. He regretted not rubbing his eyes first and could only look at Lin Shuyu with a bitter face.

Lin Shuyu pointed speechlessly to the portable toilet at the foot of the hill. She watched Amanosaki squinting as he rushed down the hill. The young man's shirt was damp in the thin mist, outlining his strong muscle lines, and the faint white color made him look quite alluring.

Lin Shuyu finally understood why men online always reacted so strongly to wearing stockings, especially flesh-colored stockings.

Amanosaki ran towards her as usual, the golden light tinging his skin with gold, making him look radiant. Lin Shuyu, holding her tablet, just stared blankly at him, feeling all her thoughts vanish.

"Ah~ I've witnessed the beauty of the world," she murmured to herself. Just then, a shirtless swordsman, covered in wet mud and clearly having slept half the night on the ground, walked over.

"Excuse me, miss, where is the restroom? My buddies and I need to use the restroom."

Lin Shuyu frowned upon hearing these colloquialisms. She had never heard grown men use such unrestrained terms as "relieving oneself," "urinating," and "defecation" before. Coupled with the fact that her enjoyment of the handsome men running energetically in the sunlight had been disrupted, her mood worsened. She simply snorted "I don't know" and went down the mountain on her own.

She took a couple of steps, then turned back, checked the bedside table and bed, and took everything with her.

She still has a lot of work to do and can't rest now.

"Hey, that's weird!" The abandoned swordsman scratched his stubble and said to his friend, "That girl just pointed out the location of the toilet to that guy, why didn't she tell me?"

"Who do you think you are? Take a piss and look in the mirror. Look at yourself!" His friend teased without any restraint. "I told you if it were me, I would definitely be able to get the girl's contact information. You ugly bastard, you don't even realize it."

"roll!"

The restroom was not clean; the floor was covered with mud, water, dust, and wet shoe prints.

These were all traces left by the construction team who worked overtime all night. Amanosaki smelled the stench of urea and ammonia in the air, quickly wiped his face, and washed away the eye boogers.

"I should have known better than to eat so many oysters last night, they've given me a sore throat." Amanosaki muttered as he pushed open the bathroom door, rubbing his eyes as he walked out, bumping into a passerby's shoulder.

He took two steps to the left, continued walking, and bumped into someone's shoulder again.

"No, what's going on? Everyone goes their own way. What are you guys doing standing here like pillars? Don't you guys go to work?"

Amanosaki rubbed his eyes and complained.

The pedestrian who was hit pointed to the sky and exclaimed in amazement in the Sichuan-Chongqing dialect, "Holy crap! Look, angels are coming!"

"This is China, angels are from the West, we Chinese don't eat that stuff... Holy crap!"

Amanosaki opened his eyes and first made a sarcastic remark, but when he saw the figure slowly descending from the sky, he couldn't help but shout out.

With a wingspan of 3 meters, she was as white as snow. Her long pink hair was tied into two braids with a red ribbon, and her emerald green eyes were natural and pure. Her silver-toned straitjacket had black patterns on it, and the pleated skirt that barely covered her thighs obediently concealed her private parts. Her light blue over-the-knee stockings were mostly covered by white leg armor, and the girl's arms were also covered by the same style of arm armor.

With a gentle flap of its wings, countless white feathers fell, disappearing upon landing.

The sunlight bathed the girl's entire body, giving her an air of holiness and nobility.

It was like a divine revelation.

If this were in the West, countless people would probably be kneeling in worship, right? Amanosaki thought to himself.

But this is China.

Moreover, the area around the ruins was populated by either chivalrous figures or government officials, so everyone was highly vigilant and aware of their surroundings.

After the initial shock and surprise, everyone flew into a rage. Many of the swordsmen drew their weapons, their eyes blazing with malice, their slanted brows revealing their pale teeth as they roared and cursed:

"This is China! How dare you, you bastard, trespass on the Chinese mainland?! Get the hell down here!"

The angel gazed at the bustling crowd below with pure eyes. She descended slowly, and only then did the crowd realize that the angel was holding something round and plump in her arms, protecting it with great care.

It was a watermelon, a very beautiful watermelon.

certainly delicious.

Upon seeing this, Amanosaki shuddered. He raised his hands, magically amplifying his vocal cords, and roared like a lion, "Misunderstanding! It's all a misunderstanding!"

He jogged into the crowd, smiling obsequiously at the swordsmen sharpening their knives, and said, "This is my girlfriend!"

The surveillance cameras planted around the camp captured this scene and uploaded it to the monitoring centers of various branches and conglomerates. The Yushan branch, having the most data on Amanosaki, reacted the fastest. The intelligence department quickly retrieved the paintings Amanosaki uploaded to the "Wind, Flower, Snow, and Moon" section for comparison and found the corresponding illustration in just a few seconds.

The character's artwork is titled "Icarus," depicting a girl holding a watermelon with a note that reads "Second Generation" on it. Her eyes are full of confusion, and her clothing is more suggestive than a combat outfit, resembling some kind of erotic clothing.

If Amanosaki were at the intelligence division, he would definitely nod in agreement. It's an ecchi anime, after all, not some kind of erotic thriller.

But if

The intelligence department of the Yushan branch relayed the confirmed information from the branch to the other organizations, and the alarm was lifted.

"What? You scared us half to death! We thought it was a foreign spy."

The knights muttered to themselves, and Amanosaki looked at their faces with a hint of regret. They weren't scared at all; they were clearly disappointed!

These guys are just hoping foreign spies fall into their hands so they can seize the opportunity to make a name for themselves and get on the trending topics!

If they could be accused of being foreign spies, these people might secretly use the slogan "Even a nine-generation feud can be avenged" to infiltrate foreign countries!

"What a bunch of war fanatics! Have they gone this far for the sake of chivalry?"

Amanosaki looked at the camp, which had returned to its lazy state and was covered with traces of construction and materials like a construction site dormitory, and felt drenched in sweat.

For the first time, he had a clear understanding of "chivalry using martial arts to break the law".

Perhaps these people are like some generals in the military during peacetime—they rejoice at the prospect of war? Only in war can they put their lifelong skills to use, only in war can they achieve military merit, only in war can they gain fame. Generals in peacetime are forgotten, but generals in times of war are still talked about centuries later.

Amanosaki felt an unprecedented sense of awe towards the higher-ups at the headquarters of Qunxia Mountain.

What kind of hero could possibly suppress these war-crazed management members!

"Nozaki, I'm scared."

The voice of the girl holding the watermelon rang out here, yet it seemed to be far away, an ethereal voice devoid of any emotion.

Amanosaki wiped the sweat from his forehead, looking at the girl so close to him.

Ikaros is the female protagonist of the anime "Heaven's Lost Property". She likes to call the male protagonist "the protagonist" and calls herself an "entertainment-use omnipotent angel". In fact, she is a "strategic omnipotent angel". She is a weapon of war created by "God" and even God himself cannot control her. Her nickname is "Queen of the Sky".

Possessing the ability to grant any wish, comparable to a "wish-granting machine"—the Omnipotent Card; the ultimate weapon Apollo, capable of destroying a country in a single strike when fully unleashed; and the Uranus System, capable of destroying the atmosphere at will with a basic attack…

Thinking of this, Amanosaki pressed his forehead in distress.

Without a doubt, Icarus's true strength far surpasses that of a branch leader, and he is virtually unmatched even at the headquarters level, which is the national level.

No! It should be said that her strength at her peak was world-class!

We absolutely cannot let the heroes of Qunxia Mountain know just how much potential my wife possesses today, otherwise...

He recalled those chivalrous figures whose anger was mixed with excitement and fanaticism, and a chill ran down his spine.

There must be hawks in the Heroes' Mountain. If they knew that Icarus possessed the fighting power to destroy a small country with a single blow, then he had reason to believe that even though she had made so many arrangements for him yesterday, those crazy hawks would do everything they could to increase his fame!

It's easy to imagine that the "ideal type" who obtained the "Icarus" template also inherited Icarus's innocence and adorable naiveté. She would be even easier to fool than Yubaba, who was meditating and dancing yesterday!

If the hawks wanted to, they could easily find a reason to separate themselves from Icarus, and then use the excuse that "your man has been kidnapped by a foreign power" to lure Icarus into starting a war!

"Damn! I never thought I would be so afraid of fame!"

Amanosaki grabbed his hair, sweating even more profusely.

The thought that he might become the trigger for the apocalypse made him feel like he was carrying an unbearable weight.

"Holy crap, what if my ideal type turns into EVA Unit-02 tomorrow? I remember in the anime, Unit-02 merged with Shinji's mother, and Unit-02 became a woman... If that's the case, I'm afraid I won't be able to keep it a secret anymore."

Amanosaki was lost in thought, his drowsiness long since shattered by grand concepts such as national affairs and world peace, and he was sweating profusely.

A cool little hand pressed against his face, which was flushed from overthinking. The coolness made him unconsciously rub his face against it.

"Nozaki, you're feeling confused. You can talk to Icarus."

A pair of enormous wings encircled Amanosaki, and a girl a head taller than Amanosaki floated in the air, holding Amanosaki in her arms.

Amanosaki's face was covered by two full mounds, the soft and cool 'justice' making Amanosaki momentarily intoxicated.

All those worries about national affairs and whether the earth would see the sun tomorrow were pushed away by his upright chest. Amanosaki unconsciously shook his head, burying it deeper and deeper.

"If you have any troubles, let Icarus share them. I will never leave Nozaki." The girl rested her chin on Amanosaki's head and gently rubbed it.

Amanosaki then remembered that Ikaros, who always called him "master" in the anime, never addressed him that way, but instead called him by his name.

She was indeed different from the anime. The Ikaros in front of him, although she had become more innocent, was still his girlfriend, the Hinata Hyuga who beat up evil spirits, the Saria who made people fall in love, the Rin Tohsaka with A-level strength, and the wise and far-sighted Yubaba.

She is his unique "ideal type".

"I must protect her!" Amanosaki, burying his face in the soft embrace, made a silent vow.

Chapter Sixty-Six: Field Trip

[Identity Reserve: Yubaba (Current Fame: Widely Known 98%)]

Amanosaki took Icarus's hand and led him into the large tent embroidered with the character for "hero."

Sitting in front of a row of monitors, Lin Shuyu tapped her fingers on the keyboard, her eyes flashing with a supernatural light, and gently raised her chin:

"How arrogant! They just left after all that money?"

Amanosaki then noticed several bags piled on the table. He picked one open with one hand, and the faint golden light made him dizzy.

gold.

Amanosaki turned to look at Icarus, who was holding a watermelon.

Icarus remained as innocent as ever: "I collected the bath fee yesterday. I was thinking of saving some money for Nozaki to buy him better painting tools and a house."

Amanosaki rubbed his eyes, moved.

What a wonderful woman!

Lin Shuyu frowned as she watched the two getting closer and closer, almost kissing. She astutely asked, "You said yesterday, what about now?"

Icarus looked at Lin Shuyu. She knew perfectly well that this capable and beautiful girl in front of her liked Amanosaki, but for some reason, Icarus, who had been hostile to her yesterday, now felt no resentment at all.

It should be said that apart from Amanosaki and the adorable, round, and rotten watermelon in her arms, she doesn't care about anyone else.

Therefore, the open-minded Icarus answered every question:

"I want to buy a field and plant watermelons with Amanosaki."