Another string reel from Bandoli

The red light of the bamboo dragonfly became more flickering, and the propeller turned harder - although turning the propeller was just a formality.

The anti-gravity force erupting from the bamboo dragonfly exceeded its limit, circling around a huge black cloud that was abnormally large and visible to the naked eye.

In the dark clouds, a pair of ferocious bright red eyes were looming, bursting out with dazzling light, like two rough beams of light composed of raindrops, brushing past the flying string liver.

It's time to activate the support. With a few touches on the watch on his hand, dozens of palm-sized mini fighters equipped with stealth devices were controlled to fly out from the bag.

Then, the zooming lights came on, and light bullets were fired at the mini fighters one after another. In an instant, their bodies became the size of normal fighters, and the moment they grew larger, they deployed their cloaking stance.

It cannot be controlled at long distances, but this distance can still be driven by AI

The bizarrely shaped toy fighters, their long-barreled autocannons mounted on their bellies and lasers on their wings, collectively began firing at the clouds. Their engines revved to full capacity, and flames burst from their muzzles.

They were engaging an unknown target.

With a coating that cannot be monitored by modern technology, if a civilian airliner passes by, it will inevitably be shocked by this strange scene.

It's like returning to that scorching summer day in Tokyo.

Hiding inside one of the Swordtail interceptors, String Liver chewed a piece of coffee-flavored fantasy gum, and a bubble that looked no different from String Liver was blown out.

"New Directive: Restrictions on Signal Jamming Devices Lifted"

The bamboo dragonfly dripped twice, and the information interference of the string liver increased. This level should still be able to deceive "it" for three minutes.

The interceptor was opened, and the bubbles used as bait were released. The fighter planes followed the air cannons taken out from the backpack and continued to bombard the clouds, fighting fiercely with the huge target hiding in the dark clouds and releasing lightning.

Even in such a short time, the Nephilim jet fighters, Raven Black Star and other mini fighters were destroyed.

The real string-rolled liver began to fly around, trying to find a weak point to break through.

The strange metal stick kept scanning the clouds, and Xian Juangan watched the link transmitting more detailed intelligence data through the light green screen projected by the watch.

The weak point was found, and Xian Juan rushed into the identical dark cloud headfirst.

Deep within the clouds that almost covered the entire Tokyo, there was a hollow area that was unusually wide for a human being. Above the golden vortex of the earth, like a magical world, a sickly mechanical curtain enveloped everything.

The golden croquettes are everywhere and as they operate, they are continuously converting moisture from the clouds.

I can't dig the wall, I can analyze it later to see what it is.

Xianjuangan did not find "it". The original signal location was a false target bait.

The watch's projection sounded a warning: the mini-fighters had been completely destroyed. The "giant" was coming.

Two sharp lightning rays pierced through Xian Juangan's side.

Then, with a dull tearing sound, a roughly shredded, enlarged version of the Barracuda air superiority fighter slammed down with brute force. The bamboo dragonfly's automatic evasive maneuvering system allowed the host to roll away from the fatal blow.

The wreckage collided with the wall, which should have been a mist, but not only did it fail to penetrate, it also shattered half of the already weak toy plane. Smoke filled the narrow space, even for a giant. The blasted and burned wreckage of the plane formed a billowing white cloud, and following the pre-set mechanism, it began to shrink back to its original miniature size.

A 25-meter-tall black iron giant wearing a gray robe and cloak in the style of the end of the century and covered in battle armor suddenly appeared in front of him.

Unnatural lightning danced above its head, gathering on the raised index finger of its left hand, and swung out to form a crackling electric net, completely blocking the deliberately left entrance.

"You should know that if I really wanted to kill you, I wouldn't have to beat around the bush like this. Can't we just talk it out?"

Aiming at the Black Iron Giant, the blue light on the top of the metal stick turned red. Tsk, what a clichéd deployment. Apparently, the real "it" had been hiding in "its" guardian angel.

Its misshapen, broad arms were raised and stretched high, its chest bulging beneath its gray cloak like a nest of wriggling tentacles.

The high temperature buried under the gray robe gushed out, burning the gray robe, and the burning pillar of purgatory fire tilted like a fire dragon.

The flames still stopped at the tornado barrier created by the bamboo dragonfly, and Xianjuan Gan only felt a little warmer. The surrounding atmosphere evaporated rapidly, mixing with the white smoke of the explosion and spreading like a mottled cloud.

"If you continue to be so stubborn, the next time you come, it will be a miniature earth-destroying bomb, okay!"

The demonic face's cheeks were torn, splitting into strange folds. A gust of sulfuric acid, having just experienced its fury, roared outward, raging ferociously at its creator. Under the protective barrier, the white coat, merely swirling in the wind, seemed as fashionable as a cape, yet as useless as ever.

Both hands are stiff and vertical towards the string

"Master Ikumi's orders must be carried out..."

The blades on both arms are upside down, and the ferocious iron arms are spinning, making the final resistance with the momentum of destroying everything.

Xian Juan Gan just took out a handkerchief from his bag and threw it out with an expressionless face.

The handkerchief floated in the air out of thin air and instantly unfolded into a huge cloak.

The moment the iron fist touched the cloak, it flew backwards like an elbow, at a speed that was indiscernible to the naked eye, defying the laws of physics.

The fierce elbow strikes dented the Black Iron Giant's visor and broke his neck. His body fell backwards like a puppet with its strings cut.

Landing, Xianjuan stepped on the protruding red area on the head of the Black Iron Giant. Under the part scanned by the metal stick, the specially processed and solidified "steel" instantly disintegrated back to its original form, and tore open the shell of the strawberry cake with his bare hands. What was revealed was the cream filling and blueberry jam.

The black part of the crust is Black Forest cake, the white part is vanilla caramel pudding, the inside is cream, the red plywood is wafers, the eye light is pineapple pie, and the raised blade is Calbee mustard potato chips.

Yes, the body of this black iron giant is an incredible product made entirely of desserts.

One day, after being introduced by Ako, the crazy Xianjuan who was addicted to mecha battles input the design and manufacturing drawings of a super carrot into "it" in order to make a 1:1 figure.

The amazing thing is that some program components can actually run.

At least before it dies due to its shelf life, destroying the Seventh Fleet will not be a problem.

It feels like living on the set of the American film "Captive" next door.

After scratching it for a while, the whole body was filled with the sweet smell of blueberry jam. Xianjuan Gan grabbed "it" and pulled it out.

"This is the final countdown, give your answer! Gourmet tablecloth!!!"

At the tablecloth stained with cream sauce, Xianjuangan roared

"I...I said...Ikumi-sama's order...croquette rain..."

"How did you even listen to that? I was just trying to determine the origin of coffee more accurately, and I ended up creating something like this!"

"...One million...one million croquettes! This must be done!"

"Okay, okay, you better get out and apologize." Xian Juangan's forehead kept emitting "well"

"I've spent three nights defeating your eight companions with implanted personalities one by one. The only one left is you, the culprit!"

"Hmph...it's too late."

"What?" Xian Juangan began to feel bad. He scanned the only unidentified wall and saw it begin to crack and dissolve, forming new black iron cities.

"...I wasted three days and didn't notice. How many did you make...and they can't all be put into the secondary clothing?"

"Love... the power of love is infinite!"

"You don't have a gender at all! And the personality I created is also maternal, so why did you awaken your love?!"

"You who don't know how to love...ah...what are you doing..."

"Delete the data... You are a failure and have no value in existing anymore."

"Ya Ya Mee Yo...but my clever brain can never...Ya Da..."

With the final press of the metal rod, a flicker of black light extinguished the stain on the research of this string-wrapped liver. The low-energy artificial intelligence loaded with the gourmet tablecloth had only been alive for three days, five hours, sixteen minutes, and thirty-nine seconds. The virus that had been temporarily programmed based on it also spread from the mother body to the Dark Iron Giants' respective copies via the metal rod to prevent any escapes.

He grabbed the loose tablecloth that had lost its vitality and stuffed it into his shoulder bag.

Then, it's time to run away.

The out-of-control Black Iron Giants are about to fully recover and have gathered together, ready to release their accumulated moves.

Xian Juangan turned over in a horse-mounting posture, rode on the iron arm of the black iron giant who died first, and made temporary adjustments with an astonishing speed while holding a small metal stick.

Well, thankfully it doesn’t contain any wood products.

Infiltration, takeover, in principle, the iron arm that is still technologically advanced was reactivated, the rotation was eliminated and it began to spray flames to accelerate.

Before the Black Iron Giants released the final thunder, fire, sulfuric acid, and light energy rays, he put the bamboo dragonfly on his iron arm.

He casually took out the props from the innermost part of the shriveled bag - two miniature earth-destroying bombs the size of candy candies and threw them behind him.

Just because I said I would come next time doesn’t mean I didn’t bring it this time.

The wind pressure of the air barrier engulfed the Iron Arm and the Tornado Liver riding atop it. The amplified Iron Arm, boosted to an unobservable speed, burst through. Iron Fist, amplified by the Tornado Barrier, easily shattered the obstacle before him, destroying his indestructible counterpart.

Just like the most clichéd adventure

Explosions, explosions, all explosions

When the string-shaped liver recovered from the excessive acceleration pressure, he stayed in the sky above Yokohama or Kumamoto.

But no matter where he was, the shocking dark cloud shape he created, which exploded like two huge mushroom clouds, was so clearly visible.

...It seems that many people will have trouble sleeping tonight.

"...Ha...hahahaha!" Xianjuangan couldn't help but laugh out loud. He could clearly feel the beating of his heart, and the blood being pumped to various parts of his body. They were flowing, conveying warmth.

Is this the adventure mentioned in the Memory Library?

Xian Juangan felt lost in thought, without any certainty or guarantee. He was simply relying on his own whim, waving around everything he had.

"I can do this...without any guarantees and without relying on anyone"

Just rely on yourself!

Xianjuan Gan opened the shriveled satchel, and inside were only Superman gloves, a magnifying and reducing light, a few reflective cloaks, a palm-leaf fan, and a roll of flying toilet paper.

And... an amber injection

These were not actually used. He only needed the bamboo helicopter and the screwdriver, and even the reflective cloak could be saved.

It’s great, this kind of life... is so happy.

Driving the iron arm, the automatic navigation bamboo dragonfly's overclocking continued, but finally there was no need to use overload to output at full power.

After a long journey of thousands of miles, Tokyo Skytree soon came into view. He paused in the sky, pulled a power glove from his satchel, donned it on his left hand, and then, with his iron arms raised, he descended to the familiar entrance of Toyama's home.

Remove invisibility.

In the past, Toyama Kasumi would just knock on the door and invite her to dinner. But after Kasumi had been hiding out in the old house in Ichinose a few years ago, and the Toyamas had discovered her, they had insisted she come over and eat at the same table, no need to be polite. That evening, the Toyamas even insisted she stay the night, and they even packed out Genmakigan's special new futon...

Although he felt that sharing a room with Toyama Kasumi was really annoying and it also affected his progress in developing secret props, he had not lived in the same room for more than a month in six years.

Asuka Toyama, the second sister of the Toyama family, was frightened by Genmaki Gan when she opened the door.

Xian Juangan, wearing a power glove, stood at the door with one hand holding up an iron arm that was bigger than two people.

"Damn it, what are you doing..." Asuka Toyama asked hesitantly.

"Black Forest Cake, a greeting from me"

Xian Juangan used his other hand to take out the magnifying and reducing light from his bag, adjusted the frequency and pulled the trigger upwards. The iron fist shrank to half the size of a human head, and the iron arm shrank to be completely invisible.

Toyama Asuka wanted to take the Black Forest cake, and Xianjuan took a step back.

"The material is still the hardness of alloy iron. I need to adjust it before I can eat it."

"..." Toyama Asuka

Today, the Toyama family's daily life remains the same as before.

Chapter 3 Daily Life of the Toyama Family

The sky was dark, and at Toyama's house

After a quick shower, he wiped his wet hair that was a mixture of black and gold after being dyed.

As expected, Xianjuan Gan, who was wearing the spare fluffy pajamas of the Toyama family, was bored and watching TV programs. He had originally planned to finish the trouble he had caused before dinner, but it ended thirty minutes earlier than expected.

Asuka Toyama was also sitting on the sofa, looking at her cell phone.

"Damn Nissan... you did this again!" Toyama Asuka showed a video shot on her Twitter account. First, you see a strong flash, then a bright, fleeting fireball appears. Its vertical path, which continues to rise, becomes the "mushroom stem" of the mushroom cloud.

Now, when I opened the window, I could see the two black mushroom clouds in the sky, one round and one small, which were impossible to ignore and took a long time to dissipate.

"Everything will be back to normal in half a month." Xian Juangan used a small metal stick instead of the remote control to change the channel.

Now almost all TV stations are broadcasting the thirteenth supernatural phenomenon in Tokyo, Japan in recent years, and urgently interrupting to broadcast major news.

"Damn Nissan, the remote control is right on the table. We don't need to use that... screwdriver to change the channel, right?" Toyama Asuka tried to recall the last time she asked about the name of the small metal stick.

"This screwdriver has a sonic channel-changing function, much easier to use than a remote control." In a quick flashback, the average Japanese home television set wasn't just showing Japanese TV programs; it was also switching at an almost dizzying pace with programs from all over the world and "programs" not shown to the public.

Done, it seems no one discovered the heresy this time

Xian Juangan contentedly turned his eyes away from the monitoring "program" at the last "Big Brother" gathering, which was full of worry and dedication from the current Prime Minister Yamagami, who was keen on the shooting gallery club.

After confirming that this operation had not been discovered by anyone as usual, all national organizations are questioning whether the invisible beam attack captured by satellite surveillance is a secret weapon of other countries, accusing the Japanese government of developing dangerous decisive battle weapons behind everyone's backs, or suspecting that it is a "new toy" given to their children by the Genmaki Group.

Although no one dares to question or confirm the latter in person.

Because they really do.