After washing up, Fu Shuai put on relatively loose clothes, slapped his face to make himself look refreshed, and then yawned and walked downstairs.

As for Xue Qiong's thoughts... Fu Shuai went around twice, and finally denied the conjecture that Xue Qiong was helping him brush up points, but in this way, he really didn't know what Xue Qiong was doing.

Or what's in the director's bag?

However, since the current situation is very likely to be arranged directly by the director, Fu Shuai doesn't have to think too much, because all the members of the researcher already have an almost superstitious trust in the suggestions given by the director.

And isn't there that rule? When any of the decision-makers in the researcher cannot be contacted, the other members have to forget that they are part of the organization and act in their own style...

Fu Shuai stopped halfway downstairs, because he suddenly heard several voices chattering in the living room, it seemed that the girls were there, and it seemed that he was mentioned in them.

"How is Misaka-san?" This is the voice of Saten's tears.

"What... What's going on? I'm in good shape right now, and I'd like to thank Mr. Ito later..."

Hatsuharu Ori interrupted, "She's obviously not asking about this. ”

"That's right, you see how rich~ he is, and he is handsome, and he has a figure, and his personality is simply not to be said, it is simply a perfection that only appears in dreams..."

"Oooh!" Intix was still echoing at first, but soon realized that something was wrong, "Wait tears, you're matching Yanji and Short Hair?!" ”

"That's right, only such a person can be matched with the same perfect Misaka Tong..."

"No way!" This time it was Kuroko Shirai who interjected, and it sounded like he was in a hurry, "No, no, no, no!! How can there be other men in my sister's heart?! There can only be me Shirai Hei..."

"Hey, sunspots, where are you touching! Stop me! Sunspot!! ”

"Short hair! You and I are not allowed to rob Yanji! ”

"Miss Himejin." Ignoring the sudden commotion, Hatsuharu Mori hooked up to another person who also didn't want to participate, "What happened last time, I think we... I still have to apologize again. ”

"It's okay, I didn't take it to heart." Ji Shen Qiusha's tone was still so flat.

"Can you tell me about Mr. Ito? You've been here for a while, too. ”

"Hmm..."Ji Shen Qiusha pondered for a while, and then said seriously: "I also think it's a little strange to say, there are two beautiful girls living at home, but this guy doesn't say anything obscene, but he doesn't even show a little intention, so I suspect that he is actually..."

"Ahem, ahem!"

Fu Shuai couldn't listen anymore, so he had to cough twice at the top of the stairs.

As soon as he heard Fu Shuai's voice, Intix immediately ran over like the wind, "Yanji! If the short-haired person also says that he wants to stay, you must not say yes! You can't say yes! ”

Mikoto Misaka over there had just broken free from Kuroko's harassment, and when she heard this kind of nonsense, she immediately hurriedly retorted, "I, where did I say that kind of thing!" Besides, who wants to talk to this kind of man..."

From just now, Mikoto Misaka's face was as red as a monkey's buttocks, and now it has risen to the level of a cooked hairy crab, but halfway through her words, she turned her face.

Fu Shuai was also a little embarrassed, "Uh, I'll just take this as a thank you..."

In fact, what he was thinking in his heart was, where exactly is this going to put our protagonist, Lord, who hasn't shown his face until now?!

"Short-haired! You make it clear! What do you mean by 'such a man'?! ”

"Isn't that the kind, that..."

"That's right, that kind of good man with impeccable net worth and appearance!"

"Actually, I suspect he's either a or lolicon."

Over there, Intix is still unrelenting, Zuotian's tears are still getting darker and darker, and Ji Shen Qiusha is even more serious under the premise that Fu Shuai is already present... Although Fu Shuai was surprised that the relationship between these girls was really fast, he was now more worried about this kind of scene that he was not very good at dealing with, and was in a state of one head and two big.

It's just not very good at coping. Fu Shuai's superficial identity in the real world has never concealed the fact that he is rich, so for this kind of scene surrounded by beauties, it can be regarded as a battle-hardened and well-seen, but this is not the real world after all, and he was still in the role of a reincarnation a minute ago, and his mentality was a little bit uncircumvented.

In addition, none of these girls actually talked about these because he was rich, and the scenes he was familiar with were still a little different in nature, so the discomfort that Fu Shuai felt now was almost a matter of course.

In a series of embarrassments, Fu Shuai racked his brains to cope with this scene. At three o'clock in the afternoon, after seeing off the four protagonists of the super electromagnetic cannon, Fu Shuai went back to his room to rest for an hour, and after waking up again, he locked himself back in the secret room.

After rescuing Mikoto Misaka, Fu Shuai's original empty points can be said to have bottomed out in an instant, which also allowed him to free up more resources to put on that plan.

At least he didn't have to worry about the wings anymore. Although the angel's corpse still couldn't be teleported, and he didn't have the time and ability to go to the Antarctic Circle to catch an albatross now, he thought of another teleportation option.

A strange and evil creature that appears in many stories, the Harpy. Strictly speaking, these things should be called birds, because they don't have a pair of wings on the back of the back of the arms, like angels, but the wings directly replace the position of the arms, or just a large bird with a human face and torso.

The tissues of this creature, whether it is the affinity for magic, the strength of the structure, the vitality of its own, and even the success rate of transplantation into mammals, are very good, and it is simply the perfect choice to dismantle and use it to make parts. The only downside may be that they have a colorful coat color, but... This kind of thing, just leave it to the hair dye.

Two days later, in the middle of the night on the 16th, Fu Shuai finally completed the final transformation of this stitching monster.

With the natural increase in the degree of fusion of M metal and organism, this thing can already survive for a long time without a life support device and no healing circle, but it needs to throw a healing spell every half a day, and occasionally inject two anti-rejection injections to maintain its stability... Otherwise, it still has the potential to collapse on its own.

And for Fu Shuai, the most critical part is its current appearance.

The Stitching Monster was now clad in floor-length white robes, obscuring the horrific stitching marks, arms converted into murderous weapons, and a pair of antelope feet. On the top of the originally bare head, a waist-length golden curly hair was implanted, and the face was covered with a white veil to hide the hideous fangs of a tiger, revealing only a pair of blue eyes without any emotion.

Of course, it also has a pair of white wings on its back, with a wingspan of more than five meters, but now in a tucked state, covered with a white gold-trimmed cape, and a long white feather looming on the lower half.

In addition, because Fu Shuai mixed a large amount of fluorescent agent when dyeing the robe, cloak and wings, and also used tattoos to create several energy storage magic patterns on the body of the stitching monster, and injected some divine magic into it, which made these things not only white and pleasing to the eye, but also emitted some faint, holy faint brilliance from time to time...

Fu Shuai picked up a wreath made of olive branches and put it on the monster's forehead. Taking a few steps back, Fu Shuai looked at the one in front of him... Something, pinching his chin, gave a satisfactory evaluation of his work.

"That should be fine."

This lump was created from countless bloody and filthy transformation surgeries, during which countless lives were sacrificed, and the vitality maintained by magic and technology at the same time, forcibly pieced together, growing together and mincing flesh, the appearance at this time... But it has undoubtedly become a holy creature that exists only in mythology.

Angel!

"Well, activate the learning device one more time and inject a Bible into its head. Now the key point is the book..."

In Fu Shuai's hand, a black gold-inlaid hardcover book that was neither thick nor thin appeared, and there was nothing on the cover except a silver cross.

Turning the short end of the cross downward, Fu Shuai opened the book, and the lines of Chinese written vertically inside were not upside down.

This is the "Reverse Cross" canon that Xue Qiong painstakingly created when he was playing the cult game. Although he is completely indifferent now, and he also threw it to Xiao Yun for her to take and destroy, but after a few tosses, Xue Qiong found that the Heavenly God Personality didn't know what method he used, and he was able to take out this thing that had been kept in Xiao Yun's storage space when Xiao Yun lost the beacon and he was already dead, and put it in a universal capsule in his storage space.

But Xue Qiong still didn't want to face this thing again, so he casually threw it into the storage space about ten days ago, which is why the book is now in Fu Shuai's hands.

After turning it twice, a few yellowed sheets of paper suddenly fell out between the pages. Fu Shuai picked it up and looked at it twice, then put the canon back in the storage space, and then quietly left the underground secret room with the stitching monster who was completely disguised as an angel, and drove away in his luxury car without being discovered by anyone.