The expressions of Giorno and the others were extremely strange.

Because the enemy in front of you is like a copy and paste from their double, the only difference is the color:

The gold experience turned silver on Jamie's side.

The purple smoke was painted with a layer of yellow paint.

Aviation Smith changed to a white livery .

The sexy pistol has changed from a brass villain to a stainless steel villain.

And Jamie Campbell seems to be very pleased with the fake he has made, not only does he not think there is anything wrong with this simple and crude method of changing skins, but he also proudly introduces his work in front of a group of genuine owners:

"Look, this is my latest work:"

"Silver Experience", "Yellow Smoke", "Aviation James", "Elegant Pistol"!"

With an incomprehensible sense of pride, Jamie even gave him four simple and crude imitations of the four doubles he had created on the spot.

"Isn't this piracy?!"

Fogg couldn't help but curse angrily.

"Hey, hey..."Misda said with an unhappy face: "Even if it's piracy, why is there still No. 4?" I don't have a size 4 pistol! ”

"Shut up!"

Jamie let out a vicious roar: "Look down on piracy? ”

"The 'imitations' I make will always work better than the so-called genuine ones - just like your damn stand-in, when there are only six villains, why should they be numbered seven!"

"From one to six, my improved version is the perfect version!"

"Perfect?"

Misda also faintly saw that this guy's brain was a little paranoid:

"It's just some inferior imitations!"

"Why, is that all you rely on? With the imitation of the ability that is exactly the same as ours, do you want to defeat us head-on? ”

"That's right!"

Jamie's eyes flashed with a frenzied light:

"I'm standing here today to defeat you with these imitations!"

Speaking of this, he couldn't help but think back to his past:

Jamie Campbell was originally a native of the United States, a Silicon Valley elite who once dominated the San Francisco Bay Area, and a proud son of heaven with his own Internet company.

According to the development momentum at that time, he originally wanted to ring the bell on the NASDAQ with his Internet company, and like the predecessors of the industry like Gates and Jobs, he became a billionaire and well-known emerging billionaire.

However, that all changed because of the lawsuit a few years ago.

Someone actually sued the court, saying that their company's products were all products of piracy and infringement.

This is really gibberish-

Can the business of a scholar be called a thief? That's called borrowing!

I worked hard to improve and refurbish your "inferior products", and the packaging was widely praised after it was introduced to the market, shouldn't this credit all go to me?

Natural selection, survival of the fittest.

Since the product I borrowed from is more popular than the original, it deserves to be my win!

Jamie always believed in this truth, but unfortunately the judge didn't believe it, and the law didn't let it.

After some setbacks, the company is gone, the stock is gone, and by the way, a butt of loan sharks is owed.

In order to avoid the pursuit of creditors, Jamie had to flee to the other side of the ocean in embarrassment, and even accidentally became an underground technician working for the mafia.

And after taking on this new job and awakening a new ability...

Jamie found another way to prove himself, to his philosophy, outside of business:

"I just want to use my imitation to completely erase the so-called genuine products from this world!"

"Look down on imitations, don't you?"

An insolent smile appeared on his face:

"You know, the stand-in messengers I copied are now dead!"

Jamie has that self-confidence.

Just like when starting a company before, you need to think about how to package the product to be more popular than the original, before a stand-in battle, Jamie will also think in advance about how to defeat the deity with a skin-changing stand-in with the same ability.

So, after making his own unique declaration, his gaze finally became completely cold.

The brain is racing.

In order to control the four skin-changing doubles at the same time, his mental power was urged to the limit.

But it doesn't matter, a stand-in battle never takes too long, and Jamie has also gotten used to the high load of combat situations over time:

"Do it!"

The first to act is the skin-changing double named "Silver Experience" by Jamie.

The silver experience with a pale silver sheen suddenly turned around and blasted a silver glittering fist shadow towards the wall near the entrance to the restroom.

It doesn't emit a strange roar like the genuine Golden Experience, but it has the same strange ability to infuse dead things with life and turn objects into living creatures like the Golden Experience.

The wall that had been hit by the silver fist shadow quickly changed wonderfully.

The white-painted walls turned into dark brown tree trunks, from which branches spread out in a single row, and soon sealed the door to the toilet.

And the silver figure didn't stop punching.

As if it wanted to show off its strange abilities, it used its fist that contained infinite vitality to create a small sea of flowers on the ground.

"It's an incredible ability."

"You can create life with a wave of your hand, just like the legendary Creator."

Jamie looked at the bunches of blooming flowers and muttered excitedly.

As he said before, a large part of the reason he fights now is to experience Giorno's life-creating abilities.

It's like a thief seeing a beautiful battery car parked on the side of the road, and it's uncomfortable not to steal it.

"Enough!"

Misda was the first to break the deadlock in the standoff.

When Jamie was self-absorbed, he immediately pulled the trigger and tentatively fired three bullets at the opponent's eyebrows.

The three bullets are constantly changing their flight attitude in the air under the control of the sexy pistol, and the speed is so fast that it is impossible to see.

"It's useless!"

"I've studied your intelligence before I do it."

Jamie said in a calm tone:

"Aside from Giorno's golden experience, the other four of you stand-ins are too boring to be interesting."

"Especially this stand-in who manipulates the trajectory of the bullet... As long as there is an imitation of the same ability, it will not do anything at all. ”

As soon as the words fell, the six villains floating around Jamie charged forward at the same time.

These six little guys, who are glossy with stainless steel luster throughout, and are temporarily named "elegant pistols" by Jamie, are not as human as the original, but they are not weaker than the original in terms of ability.

Bullets can tear through air and penetrate steel, but they can't break free from the mysterious power of these little creatures.

Soon, the trajectory of the bullet was greatly deviated by the manipulation of the six villains, and finally narrowly escaped Jamie's side.

"Damn..."

Misda experimented with a very bad result:

"That guy makes a knockoff that's no weaker than a sexy pistol."

"At the very least, it's more than enough to bounce off bullets."

The opponent can easily bounce off bullets, which means that the Aerosmith and Sexy Pistols are basically useless.

The opponent needs to protect only one body, but there are five sides that need to be protected.

Although the two sides have the same ability, the group of five on this side as the genuine one cannot completely ignore the attack of bullets like Jamie, who "feeds the whole family without hunger".

The enemy also clearly recognized this, and he took advantage of this to launch a fire suppression.

At the same time that the bullet was ricocheted off by the "elegant pistol", the white plane hovering above Jamie's head had already pulled a beautiful arc in the air.

The pirated cargo named "Aviation James" quickly turned its nose to aim at Giorno, shooting two blazing chains of fire in front of it.

"Attention everyone!"

Giorno, who was the most under fire, dodged to the side in time.

Although he was quick enough, he was still unable to dodge, so much so that he was hit by two miniature cannon bullets.

The bullet was small, but the bullet hole was deep.

Blood poured out, staining half of his shoulder.

And the fake, named "Aviation James", quickly pulled up the nose of the plane after pouring a round of bullets, and saw that it was about to attack again.

Listening to the hum of the miniature propeller sweeping through the air, everyone's expressions couldn't help but become solemn:

Misda's sexy pistol can only protect himself in the face of the rain of bullets, and the others can only rely on skill and luck to dodge it.

If the enemy continues to abuse like this, that pirated little plane alone will be able to weigh them down.

"Giorno!"

Naranga thought of something: "Use your old way! ”

As soon as the words fell, under the manipulation of Naranga, Aviation Smith adjusted his attitude and rushed up.

The miniature cannon glows with fire, but the bullets are not aimed at Jamie himself, who is protected by six pirates, but the lamp on the ceiling of the toilet.

The lights went out instantly, and it was dark in the toilet.

"Huh?"

Giorno, who suddenly fell into darkness, was still a little unresponsive: "What old way?" ”

"That's it!"

Naranga said that it was actually a trick that Giorno used to intervene unintentionally:

"Promote photosynthesis in plants and absorb carbon dioxide from the air!"

"I see."

Giorno understood Naranga's intentions:

"Take away the light and vision first, and then use photosynthesis to absorb carbon dioxide."

"That way, the enemy's pirated planes won't be able to lock on to their targets in the dark!"

"Wait..."

He suddenly noticed that something was wrong:

"If there is no light, where does photosynthesis come from?!"

"Huh?"

Naranga was slightly stunned, and he suddenly realized that there seemed to be a fatal bug in his thoughts:

"Ahh Damn, I forgot..."

It was rare that there was a problem in using supernatural knowledge to fight, and Naranga couldn't help but fall into self-blame and panic.

"It's okay!"

Seeing that the enemy planes had locked onto their targets in the dark and were ready to attack again, Fogg stepped in in time to patch the plan:

"We just want to disturb the concentration of carbon dioxide around us, and the means are not necessarily 'absorption', but also 'release'."

"Do it, Giorno."

"There is no need for photosynthesis in plants, only respiration!"

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