my stealth fighter

Chapter 5 Invisibility
Gollum...

Gululululu!

Compared with ordinary people, Jiang Chan's body not only has a biological clock, but also has its own alarm.

Whenever it was time for breakfast, his stomach would wake him up early, and with extra stimulation, it would growl even louder.

"Damn! The landlady is eating fried rice with lard and eggs again!"

Jiang Chanji sat up suddenly from the bed, sniffing like a dog.

A strong fragrance wafted from the administrator's room on the first floor, and the pigeon cage that Jiang Chanji rented was located on the third floor, directly above the administrator's room.

When there is no wind, the smell of the landlady's cooking will waft up unreservedly, but Jiang Chanji is an unlucky guy who can't afford to eat. This is simply an extremely cruel punishment!

The landlord’s aunt likes fried rice with lard and eggs for breakfast. Whenever the smell of steamed rice from a rice cooker wafts the night before, there is a more than half chance of her breakfast the next day being fried rice with lard and eggs.

Jiang Chanji once sneaked a glance through the window when he slipped past the administrator's room. What kind of fairy fried rice was that!

A big plate full!
The rice used is the overnight rice steamed the night before, and the high-quality long-grain rice is used. Although the taste is not necessarily better than the short-grain rice of the same price, the visual effect is better.

The landlord aunt usually puts three eggs, the farm eggs bought from the vegetable market, or even the freshest eggs that the peasant women just took out of the chicken coop in the morning, still warm.

The fried rice on the plate is piled up sharply, each grain of rice is covered with golden egg liquid, the grains are distinct, and the long rice grains support each other to create more gaps than short-grain rice, which makes the egg liquid more evenly distributed. Rain and dew are evenly applied, and there will never be a grain of rice that retains its original color.

Among the rice grains are emerald-like green beans, orange-red carrots like morning glow, yellow-white corn kernels, just the right chopped green onions, and a little unnoticeable shredded ginger...

Most importantly, most importantly, this is a plate of egg fried rice fried in lard!
Fried rice with eggs fried in vegetable oil is heresy!
Egg fried rice fried in vegetable oil has no soul!
Fried rice with eggs fried in lard is ten times more fragrant than fried rice in vegetable oil!Ten times better!
Fuck your health!What you want is the taste of the calorie explosion!
It is precisely to remove the fishy smell and relieve the greasiness, so shredded old ginger, which is usually not put in ordinary egg fried rice, is added.

The moment Jiang Chanji saw the plate of fried rice with lard oil and eggs, he was so greedy that he couldn't tell whether the wetness under his feet was tears or saliva.

Drooling with him, there are also a few stray dogs who heard the news in the alley.

He thought, the life of the emperor is probably that he can eat a plate of fried rice with lard and eggs every morning. If one plate is not enough, he can add more rice at will.

As for asking the landlady to let me taste the fried rice with the cheek... what do you think?That is the terrifying landlady like a demon god!
He has been in arrears with the rent since the first day he moved in, and he is like a street rat in front of the landlord's aunt!

From then on, whenever the smell of fried rice with lard and eggs wafted from downstairs, his stomach would growl like thunder.

Gululululu!
"I'm so hungry! I'm dying..." He clutched his deflated stomach and lay down on the bed in despair, beating the bed weakly.

Almost every morning when he wakes up, he will be swallowed by despair, the future life, the huge sum of money owed by his parents, the future with no hope in sight...

Ok?
Wait a minute, I'm not dead yet?

He froze for a while, because he hadn't eaten for a day or two, and the low blood sugar made his mind dizzy. At this time, he recalled what happened last night, but he wasn't sure if it was a dream.

He didn't know it was not a dream until he saw the bottle on the table.

not dead.

Just hungrier.

So... am I invisible?

He looked down at his body and hands and feet. His thin body was no different from before, and there was no invisibility at all.

How stupid of me to have expectations for those two brain-dead gambler parents!
He didn't die or go invisible. Today he can only continue to look for a job. If he can't find a job, he can starve to death outside, so as not to starve to death in the apartment and make trouble for the landlord aunt, and be scolded by her after he dies.

I haven't eaten for a day or two, and earlier, I only ate a small amount of food to satisfy my hunger, and there is no need to defecate.

During the day, he drank a lot of tap water to satisfy his hunger. He usually woke up once or twice at night. After returning last night, he drank an extra bottle of unknown liquid. It stands to reason that he should have gone to the toilet to drain the water last night, but unexpectedly As soon as it was dawn, there was no urge to urinate until now.

He was a little puzzled. It wasn't hot last night, and he didn't sweat much. Where did all the water he drank go?It can't be bedwetting, right?
If he really wets the bed, he will definitely be slaughtered by the landlady!

He glanced at the bed, but fortunately the sheets were dry.

Forget it, it's fine if you don't wet the bed.

He yawned and walked into the cramped toilet, and began to fuck.

Generally speaking, no one would look down and observe the whole process of sex, right?

The same is true for Jiang Chanji. He walked to the toilet, stared straight ahead with dull eyes, wondering where he should go to find a job today, instinctively unbuttoned his belt, pulled down his pants, released the fighter jet by feeling, and started to release water.

After draining the water, his body became a little more relaxed. He lowered his head and was about to pull up his pants and tie his belt, but found that something seemed wrong...

What the hell!

Where is my fighter?

Although he has already made up his mind to die, even if he dies, he must die as a complete man!

He was drenched in sweat from shock, but soon he discovered another thing that was wrong—why there was a familiar feeling when there was nothing there?
poke... press... pinch...

"It hurts!"

He shrank back like a prawn in pain, but he was somewhat calmer psychologically.

The fighter jets and fuel tanks are still in place, they're just out of sight... or rather, they're invisible.

It's really hidden!
But why...

He thought of the ancient text notes translated by his parents, reminding that the ingredients of this invisibility potion are not stable, and may be partially or completely invalid.

Is this a partial failure?
It should be partially effective!

As for why the blood vessels and muscles were not exposed after invisibility, he didn't bother to delve into it. It can't be more difficult to explain than invisibility!
Normal people should panic at such a time, but Jiang Chanji has nothing to lose. He suddenly thought of a flyer he received when he was looking for a job: Hongye Women's College is about to open, and it will recruit a small number of outstanding school-age girls. All expenses such as food and lodging are free.

A women's college with free board and lodging...

He looked at the empty airport, maybe he could try it?

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Knock on the blackboard and draw key points:
not metamorphosis

It's incognito text!

(End of this chapter)