Are you worthy enough to listen to what I, Shura Armor, have to say?

For example, Hilbagon looks the same as it did at the beginning on land, but if it is put into water, it will become something similar to a mermaid. For some reason, it looks a little scary.

At the same time, everyone also confirmed that this transformation function is indeed not a function of the belt itself, but the belt that Xiangzi wears every day has been in Xiangzi's body for a long time in his previous life, and has been contaminated with some of Xiangzi's transformation ability.

After Ryosuke's verification, it was finally confirmed that this was also one of the functions produced by the combination of Xiangzi's own genes and the monster cells in her body.

Therefore, if a monster wears a belt to transform, it can only transform into a human female around fifteen or sixteen years old, because their genetic sample itself is an active JK.

Simply put, as long as a little bit of Xiangzi's cells are collected and combined with the belt, this monster girl mass production device can be mass-produced. As for the size issue, there is no need to worry. Just a slight adjustment can fix them into a form that is about the same size as humans.

After reaching this conclusion, Ryosuke jumped up excitedly, muttering, "Ah! Great! I won!"

At this moment, I didn't know where I was jumping with joy.

At the same time, Haotian looked at Xiangzi with suspicion and couldn't help asking: "Xiangzi, there is a question I have wanted to ask you for a long time."

"What?" Xiangzi replied without turning his head while doing his homework in the laboratory.

"Are you... the reincarnation of Tang Monk's flesh or something like that?"

"What a strange question!" Xiangzi raised his head, his little octopus face full of confusion.

"No, I just feel like the two of you have similar settings."

It will attract all kinds of monsters to eat her.

Her meat seems to be of great benefit to monsters. At least it is certain that it can quickly replenish monsters' energy.

Moreover, Xiangzi also has a general form. The general rides a white horse, and Tang Seng also rides a white horse. Even their mounts are exactly the same.

The proof is like a mountain!

"Xiaotian, you're going crazy again," Xiangzi sighed. "But Mr. Ryosuke did say that my cells are very useful."

After discovering that Xiangzi's cells can be used to mass-produce monster girls, Ryosuke couldn't help but want to see what the structure of this cell is. The more he looked, the more shocked he was, and he couldn't help but ask himself why he hadn't discovered such an awesome thing before.

Xiangzi's cells are like some kind of highly plastic nanomachines, which will very docilely transform the existing life according to the set program.

Ryosuke has seen things similar to these cells before, such as Ebron cells. In fact, these cells have functions similar to Xiangzi's cells, but if the cost is taken into account, the two are very different.

Users of Ebron cells will develop an almost addictive dependence on energy sources such as electricity. If they continue to absorb energy, they can indeed soothe the cells and strengthen their bodies, but the damage to their own bodies is also extremely great and irreversible. It can be said that once this type of cell is used, it is constantly accelerating one's own demise.

But Xiangzi's cells are different. Although they also bring drastic changes to the body, Xiangzi's cells will not cause damage to the host's body and are quite docile, just like raising a well-behaved cat inside the body.

In other words, Xiangzi's cells can almost be said to be harmless and universal Ebron cells.

This thing has so many uses, whether it is used in medicine, biology, or even to create artificial humans like those in "EVA".

Ryosuke, who is not a biology major, can think of so many uses. If more professional people were to study it, they would definitely be able to think of more uses that would benefit the world.

"Stop, didn't I say we shouldn't talk about this for a while?"

Haotian was quite sober and immediately knocked Xiangzi on the head to stop her from continuing to talk about this topic: "It's enough for the three of us to know about this kind of thing. The more people know, the more dangerous it will be."

"I see, but I don't quite understand why you'd want to hide something like this."

Xiangzi tilted his head, a puzzled glint in his eyes: "Isn't this a matter of only advantages and no disadvantages?"

Xiangzi and Ryosuke didn't quite understand what Haotian was worried about. According to their thinking, if there was such a thing, everyone would cheer first and then study it happily together.

Isn't this a natural thing? That's how TPC was founded, right?

Is it possible that there will be unnecessary disputes over such things?

That's too stupid, how could such a thing happen.

"Well... you don't need to know this. This kind of dirty thing has too much of an impact on the worldview here." Haotian sighed and once again thought of the Earth where his hometown was.

Unlike Ryosuke and Xiangzi, who were born and raised in TPC, Haotian had seen in another world how vicious humans could be.

If it weren't for the development of the Internet in another world, he might never have imagined in his life that the people of the world's number one country would have to sell blood for a living and take out loans to eat.

This is unimaginable in Haotian's hometown, and if you tell it to others in this world with TPC, it will be regarded as a joke with extremely rich imagination.

Because this world has long solved the problem of food and clothing for the people, even the poorest areas can be guaranteed to have at least food to eat. If you tell people in this world that someone needs a loan to eat, they will directly ask you if you have a fever and whether you need to go to the hospital.

But this kind of thing is actually happening in another world.

Therefore, unlike Ryosuke and Xiangzi who grew up in contact with humans in this world, Haotian is somewhat wary of humans in his heart, because he knows the bottom line of humans...or where the relatively low bottom line is.

Since another world can produce a large number of these beasts, there is no guarantee that this world will not produce one or two of these things.

Although Haotian understands that this is a low-probability event in this world, it is better to be cautious after all.

Before humans have the corresponding level to control Xiangzi's cells, Haotian thinks it is better not to let humans know about the existence of such a thing.

Of course, things like the Monster Girl Belt can still be mass-produced. After all, there are actually not that many monsters in total. In addition, if only one product is mass-produced, Ryosuke can still firmly control the final right of interpretation without worrying about being exposed.

But once the mass-produced products increase, it will be hard to say. If Xiangzi's cells leak out a little, who knows what will happen.

The best case scenario is that a cloned unlucky father who is opposite or similar to Xiangzi will appear. The worst case scenario is that the traditional art of the Space Development Center will be to create a big monster.

Therefore, Haotian still thinks that mass production of other things or development of other uses should be discussed later. It’s not that he would be in trouble if he had to cover the cost first, but there is no need to seek excitement for no reason.

"Compared to this, I remember you got a new record a few days ago, didn't you?" Haotian looked at Xiangzi curiously: "Do you know what that thing is used for?"

"this one?"

Xiangzi took out the golden record and suddenly realized that he seemed to have never tried how to use this thing: "Well, I really haven't tried what this thing is for. Why not just try it here?"

"That's great, let me see what fancy new form you've come up with."

Haotian sat on the chair and stretched out his hand: "Come on, show it quickly."

"Okay, then I'll show you my ugliness."

Under Haotian's expectant gaze, Xiangzi put the record into his belt.

The next moment, incredible changes took place in Xiangzi.

She seemed to have turned into an oversized light bulb, instantly bursting out with light that was dozens of times brighter than the sun. Unexpectedly, she injured Haotian's eyes.

"Woc! It's so bright aa ...

This was the last sentence Haotian said before he rolled on the ground with his eyes covered.

Well, anyway, the effect is quite good.

Monster Xiaoxiang has learned the [Sun Fist].

Summoners and Heirs of Light 2.0: Chapter 188: Don't Bring the Girl Band Rhythm

In the K area, there is a bar that is a little out of the way.

A man came to drink milk.

Normally, if a grown man comes to a bar and says he doesn't drink alcohol and only drinks milk, the boss will think, "Are you here to cause trouble?" and kick him out directly.

But this man is different. He is not only an acquaintance of the boss, but also the commander of the Victory Team.

You threw him out, are you waiting to be thrown out by the monster the next time it appears?

So, every time he came, the bartender would obediently prepare a glass of milk for the man and never say anything more.

It was the same today. Zongfang finally had a day off and some time to rest, so he decided to go to the bar and have a glass of milk so that he could sleep better at night.

As soon as he sat down, Zongfang met an acquaintance.

"Do you believe that there are vampires in this world?"

A journalist named Onoda sat next to Munakata with a glass of wine. The latter rarely refused the reporter's contact, but just sipped the milk silently and said: "I have never been interested in things about monsters and demons."

The facts are contrary to what he said. Zongfang has seen more monsters and demons than most people imagine. He has actually seen those ghosts that live in legends, but it is precisely because of these that he will not become a superstitious guy.

Because he actually used a cannon to blow up monsters and it actually worked.

These mysterious things always seem scary when they are unknown, but once they can be seen and touched, and you can use cannons to attack them, they are far less scary than before.

This is why Zong Fang doesn't believe these things. He knows that most of these things can be defeated. They are not powerful guys beyond human imagination. At best, they are just stronger monsters or aliens.

"Have you heard about the recent disappearances? There have been five this month alone. I'm afraid they've all been killed."

"them?"

Munakata couldn't help but frown and asked, "You mean... the murderer is a vampire?"

Munakata and Onoda met during the zombie monster incident last year. He knew that the other party was an honest reporter who would not say anything without certainty, so he took this matter to heart.

But the idea of ​​vampires is still a bit too far-fetched. Even the Obik who appeared before, or the Sukuna oni defeated by Tiga and his men, were all mythical monsters, but at least they were all native to Japan. Aren't vampires a specialty of Europe and America? How did they end up in Japan?

The ocean is so vast, are they going to swim or fly over here?

"This matter must be handled by your Victory Team. The police can't deal with them." Although Onoda saw the other party's doubts, he continued.

"I think you're a little drunk?"

Zong Fang felt the vibration of the communicator in his arms. He stood up and patted Onoda on the shoulder: "It's better for you to rest early."

"...I did drink too much. Today is the anniversary of a friend's death. I'm sorry."

Onoda showed an apologetic expression on his face. He usually would not bring his emotions into such private occasions, but today the situation was special and he couldn't help but say a few more words.

Of course, Munakata could understand his feelings. In the battle with the space invaders, he would lose more than Onoda and feel more than him, so he did not blame him.

"Goodbye"

Zongfang left in a hurry without stopping for a moment. The job of commanding the Victory Team is this kind of job. No matter what you are doing or what time it is, you must rush to the front line as long as you are notified, and transform from a leisurely uncle drinking milk into an iron-blooded soldier.

At the same time, team member Dagu also received the notice.

He is currently receiving kind guidance from Haotian, who is trying to teach him how to catch a boomerang traveling at 400 kilometers per hour with his bare hands. The results so far are quite good. Dagu has barely caught one boomerang, and there are nine more to go before he reaches today's learning goal.

Dagu was so miserable after being hit by the boomerang that he swore that he had never felt such a pleasant hearing when hearing a work announcement. He quickly called for a halt and, under Haotian's regretful gaze, quickly took out his communicator: "Hello, this is Dagu, what happened?"

"A missing person case has occurred in the KD area. Please come and investigate immediately!"

"Okay, I'll go right away!"

Dagu closed the communicator and ran away like a swift cheetah. His speed reminded Haotian of the time when he grabbed chicken legs during lunch time in the early morning. He didn't know why he was in such a hurry.

Maybe it’s because Dagu loves the people so much.

"Hey, Dagu! Wait for me!"

Haotian saw that the other party was about to run away with the clutch on, then he remembered to chase him. If anything happened, he would have to go and take care of it. He couldn't be left behind in this matter.

"Xiaotian? Are you going too?"

Dagu stuck his head out of the window and scratched his head: "How do you get in the car in a wheelchair? Did you put the wheelchair in the trunk first?"

"No need, the hermit has his own clever plan."

Haotian smiled slightly, silently took out two black ropes and tied them to Charlotte's car, then held the ends of the ropes in his hands: "Okay, just walk normally, I'll follow you."

"Oh..."

Dagu was no longer surprised that Haotian could always come up with something that he couldn't understand, so he slowly started the car and drove forward, and Haotian followed the car at a constant speed.

The rope in his hand is made from Xiangzi's burnt wings. Xiangzi's wings have the function of changing shapes and becoming soft or hard according to his wishes. After being made into a rope, they are still preserved. It is indeed a magic weapon that is essential for home and travel.

Xiangzi’s versatility is a bit too high. Why didn’t I realize that her body is so useful before?

It seems that she was not developed enough in the past. I have to find ways to develop her body more in the future. This Xiangzi is getting more useful the more she is developed (admiration).

Xiangzi: ...I suddenly felt a chill while sleeping. Is it an illusion?

Haotian "drove" the vehicle and followed Dagu to the scene. At the same time, the commander got out of a taxi nearby. He was wearing a casual uniform that was not often seen, and he looked like a coquettish uncle.

"What's the situation now?"

The commander took over the command as soon as he got out of the car and immediately asked about the situation.

"Nothing special was found. The detector did not detect any abnormalities."

"How many times has this happened?"

"Five times this month"

Five times...just like what that guy said.

The commander couldn't help but think of Onoda's words just now. At this time, Xincheng ran over with a flashlight: "Commander, I just found this in the bushes!"

The commander picked up the flashlight and looked at it carefully, then keenly discovered that there was a strange strand of hair on it. He picked up his hand and touched it, then handed it to the staff beside him: "Take this hair back to the base for inspection."

"Yes!"

On the way back to the base, the commander thought more and more that Onoda might really know something. Those hairs just now felt just like human hair. Could it be that a vampire similar to a human was committing the crime?