Another string reel from Bandoli

Even the legendary idol bassist Ikuta Yoki, who is well-known in the industry.

were all invited to coach the band's bassist.

"What's wrong with that? Idols are just people who dress up as puppets and dance on stage for people to watch. If you need any acting skills, just make some voice recordings and it will be fine. Anyone can do it."

The lady obviously knew nothing about this business, but she quickly came up with an arrangement based on her previous experience in running a company.

"Don't hesitate. You're still in the probation period. We can decide whether you stay or go at any time. It's best to be obedient."

She gave the order in a tone that left no room for feedback.

"But... the lead singer of the idol team has been assigned to..." The person in charge stopped talking.

The look from the lady made her sweat profusely.

The rules here don't give him a chance to speak.

knock on the door

"come in"

The clumsy pink-haired girl was a little flustered. She ran over because of nervousness, trying her best to cover up her heavy breathing.

"Please... may I ask... what is the emergency meeting?"

The person in charge looked a little dejected.

Some of the girls were rude and impolite, which made the lady unhappy.

"..."

"Maruyama-san, I'm sorry, there was a mistake on our end. You made a wasted trip."

Noticing that something was wrong with the lady's expression, the person in charge quickly covered for her.

"Oh... is... is that so?"

Maruyama Aya left the meeting room feeling somewhat disappointed.

A folder of information was ruthlessly torn into strips by the shredder and merged into the numerous debris.

It can never be restored.

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15 yuan band, start!

Chapter 39 Red-bellied Mouth and Purple-bellied Mouth

Blueberry candy, mung bean cake, strawberry cake, toast, compressed biscuits, spicy strips, potato chips, cookies...

The purchased snacks were evenly mixed and mashed into an unknown dark substance, and poured into the bloody mouth of the red-bellied mouth like a duck, together with the extracted wafer emotional coating.

Six cups of vinegar, seven spoons of salt, eight chili peppers, nine packets of sugar, stir thirteen times.

Mainly sugar and spices, with more seasonings.

These are the ingredients necessary to create the most perfect ultra-high-tech armor.

Sour, sweet, bitter, spicy, salty and astringent, humans can perceive all tastes, which in turn trigger emotional changes, good tastes, bad tastes.

Then in the developed formula

Plus a little Chemical X!

Mung Bean Cake Lionheart King, Blueberry Fudge Regent King, Strawberry Cake Angel Emperor!

With this, the three knights of the rebellious separatist forces in the Astronomy Empire stepped forward!

clang clang clang clang clang clang clang clang

"Senior, you're so annoying! Don't dub for me without my permission!"

As three large barrels of Coca-Cola and two large barrels of low-sugar Pepsi were poured in, Chemical X was tilted.

Another burst of white light and explosion.

The two men were once again covered in black smoke and spewing out gray smoke rings like in cartoons.

Once again, the new invention failed.

It failed completely.

As he continued to adjust and test his new invention.

The red mask that looks like a bloody mouth cannot withstand the data parameters of these "little toys" made by Xianjuan.

The red-bellied mouth exploded again.

Although the Red Mouth was created based on the genetic sample of the Galvin Transformer, it is not capable of being physically damaged.

But he actually knew a little bit about the reason why he was able to overload.

This secret prop is purely out of Xianjuan's hobby and is completely original from Xianjuan's idea.

The adoption completely abandoned the standardized template.

The biological tissue armor that is worn is a genetic engineering that perfectly adapts to the wearer. It can be said to be the highest miracle of science and technology made specifically for one person.

A very serious problem has arisen.

The stress on his body after the simulated armament was too high.

His physical condition is so high that it can cause his liver to be wound by a string, and he will definitely not be able to withstand it.

Looking at the data parameters, Xian Juangan frowned.

This technological product, entirely original by him, enhances people's physical fitness by amplification. It does not require any drug amplification or inhibition, and does not have any alien technology armor amplification. It relies on the emotional conversion system prepared by cerebrospinal fluid, and uses secret props and data made entirely from snacks as prototypes to convert armored weapons for combat.

It may not be very strong, but it should be fun to play.

He wanted to use this secret prop to play with Plastic Man, but according to the current data regulations, although his armor has reduced the burden on his body to the limit, he would have to be a superhuman who could jump off a three-story building and do a backflip without any problem.

Otherwise he would not be able to bear it.

Just kidding, he would definitely sprain his ankle if he jumped from the second floor and did a flying kick.

Perhaps, he could remove the coating of emotions that were positive enough...

It is very difficult to integrate positive and negative emotions, and the coating characteristics of positive emotions are very different, making them difficult to integrate and conflicting with each other.

On the contrary, negative malice is very easy to create and can be easily integrated.

"Junior, have you ever considered reducing the strength? For example... splitting it into several different forms?"

Hikawa Hina, who looked a little dark due to the explosion, looked at the experimental data of Xianjuan Liver.

Although she couldn't understand it at all, with an IQ of 4, she was only just scratching the surface. It was impossible for her to understand the research and development of the String-Coiled Liver, like Peter Parker, who had the same IQ as Valeria Richards, but could easily reverse engineer genetic serum samples, hack into various national engineering networks, and develop a variety of groundbreaking inventions using the most basic conditions.

She made a suggestion based on what she had seen in a special effects drama.

"For example, we could split these weapons and inject them into different plug-ins. When we need to use a certain item, we can use the plug-in for that item instead."

Xianjuan Gan rolled his eyes when he heard this.

"If we separate them, won't the device become weaker?"

If Xianjuangan wants to build something, he must build the strongest one.

Even if it was just a useless prop, a weapon that he made purely out of interest or hobby.

He also wants to pursue the best configuration.

His minimum requirement is to possess the swiftness and agility to dominate the battlefield, and the fierce outburst to surpass everything.

And given the current situation, he wants to use this ultimate biological armor.

The only possibility is to split the load, dividing the already overloaded configuration between two people.

At this point, can he still find someone in this real world who has the exact same genes as him but has better physical fitness than him to use this secret prop with him?

Impossible, absolutely impossible.

Xian Juangan frowned. It seemed that this secret prop would definitely not be completed today.

Let’s do it later.

Press down on the metal wall with your five fingers, pinch it hard and turn it.

The suction force of the wall's abdominal opening was beyond human cognition, and he grinned.

As if space were being devoured, the entire laboratory was being devoured like a pudding. The space became narrower, and through a principle incomprehensible to ordinary people, it returned to its original astronomy department.

Xian Juan Gan took off the red mask embedded in the metal wall.

There are two faces, front and back, and a purple mask on the back.

Separated from the metallic black base, they became two strange objects inlaid on the long side.

"Hey? Why did it change back? The new version is still more fun. Can't the younger generation make that one permanent?" Hikawa Hina complained somewhat dissatisfiedly.

"...I don't want to maintain that space. Either you, Mocha or Yazi will definitely move around when I'm not around." Xian Juangan grabbed the removed metal belly from its original location, which was the [Wallpaper House] on the poster of the Demon King's Castle, and turned around to confront the nominal Minister of Astronomy.

He put the purple mask without the metal plate into his bag.

The purple mask with higher optimization level and clearer data may be adjusted. By optimizing and improving it to reduce the burden on the body, he may be able to use it normally.

As for the red mask embedded in the metal plate, he took it off and casually hung it on the bookcase as a decorative ornament.

It's like a belt in a special effects drama.

The red mask is a prototype product, responsible for providing parameter data to the purple mask.

It is the prototype that cannot be used because the body is too burdened.

The extremely high physical demands and the limitations of its entirely unique genetic engineering make it just a decoration.

This thing is a spare item that can only be used by those with genetic certification. Even if it is placed outside, no one will be able to use this prop in the future.

"So, junior, are we going to that fashion store now? Fighting with aliens would be too lame." Seeing that Genmaki Gan stopped fiddling with the new invention, Hikawa Hina looked at him with brilliance and wanted to participate in the supernatural event that she had witnessed for the first time.

Can't take her there

On this principle issue, Xian Juangan reached a conclusion in a very short time.

This is my game!

!No! This is for her safety

Xianjuan Gan already knows what their true identity is, which is a group of fw.

After confirming their true identities and witnessing their poor technology in the Memory Library, Xian Juangan no longer felt any pressure. The threat factor dropped to the point where he didn't even care about bringing Hikawa Hina to play.

What threat could a bunch of leftovers who were easily killed by his mentors in their early years pose to him?

But he didn't want to take her with him.

So how does he entertain himself?

He considered his words for a moment, the lies emerging in his mind and composing them into a specific speaking speed.

"Senior Hikawa, you don't want the survivors to get into trouble because of our reckless actions, do you?"

Xian Juangan used his usual acting style of not taking things seriously, but with a hint of ripples to ensure that he wasn't that serious.

Otherwise, the flaw will definitely be seen through.

"Since they have this capability, I need a keyword to narrow down what they are trying to do for those high-value targets."

"And the boring reasoning games played by detectives have made these areas too bloated and complicated. No one knows what is true and what is false."

Soon, the relevant details were discussed with Hikawa Hina using pure lies, and the details of the raid would be carried out the day after tomorrow night.

During this period, Xianjuan Gan will send specially treated unmanned invisible machines as much as possible to explore the information of registered visitors around the clothing store.

The terminal's information processing will reduce those unimportant matters. Anyway, he is no longer the customer service of the Toyokawa family.

What could happen to Toyokawa Group?

If something happens, it's not his fault.

What's more important right now is the risk of human life, so he won't act rashly and alert the enemy.

Anyway, if they were really still alive, the plastic dummies wouldn't have taken two days to kill these high-value targets that were purposefully gathered.

There was nothing that could be done about Xian Juangan, who had died at the beginning. The most he could do was to avenge them afterwards.

He wouldn't create clones of them to replace their lives under these circumstances. That would just be self-deception.