Ultraman: I'm just a scientist

Chapter 110 Zong Fang Actually Doesn't Know How to Drink
It had been more than a month since the incident with the crew of Jeep No. [-] came to an end, and the attack that made everyone nervous did not appear.

The weapons and equipment of the Victory Team have also ushered in a number of innovations, but these are small-scale changes.

However, the biggest improvement during this period is Dagu. Duanmuci has already modified the Otto treadmill to create Otto skipping rope, Otto barbell, and Otto. . .

These training suits are powerful, and Dagu's light attribute has always been at the highest level. Duanmuci deciphered a lot of ultra-ancient light genes and transformed Dagu into it.

Although Dagu has not yet reached the level of pure Ultraman, at least he is no longer human.

Not only physical fitness, but also learning ability, has been qualitatively improved in various directions.

Can even cast some simple rays in human form.

It looks like a little Ultraman.

At the same time, in the process of studying Dagu, Duanmuci also accurately grasped the composition of Ultraman's body in this world.

It is much simpler than imagined, and it can even be said to be a simple synthetic material.

The sum of all these materials is not as valuable as one-tenth of the mass of plasma metal, but this seemingly ordinary thing can carry such a powerful light.

So every night when everyone was sleeping, he would open the Meta Domain and create his own stone statue in his own world.

. . .

"Duanmu, can you make something that can drink without getting drunk?"

Zong Fang looked at Duan Muci, with the word "helpless" clearly written on his face.

He was already going crazy, for such a big man to go to a bar and someone came to strike up a conversation.

Zong Fang also wanted face, how could he admit that he didn't know how to drink in a place like a bar?
So he coldly rejected the man.

Like a little wife.

So the more Zongfang thought about it, the more he felt something was wrong, so he found Duanmuci.

"Don't get drunk after drinking? Then it's okay if you don't drink?"

Zong Fang shook his head: "You don't know, society is dangerous, if you don't drink enough, it's hard to get along in society!"

Duanmuci obviously couldn't understand the thoughts of these human beings. He didn't like drinking, and he didn't see anything affecting his life.

But since the vice-captain has something to ask of himself, Duanmuci of course nodded and said

"Don't worry, it's all trivial, wait for me for half an hour."

Zong Fang's eyes widened: "Half an hour?"

Duanmuci nodded: "A lot of things are actually existing, I just need to modify it, it won't take much time."

Of course, remodeling and remanufacturing take a completely different time.

but.

Hearing this, Zong Fang always has an ominous premonition~

But it doesn't matter!

Zongfang has his own way.

Half an hour later, Duanmu Ci finished manufacturing the completed equipment.

A simplified version of the GUYS Shingo coffee machine.

Everything is reduced to a "mechanical watch" that doesn't look very eye-catching.

Zong Fang felt an inexplicable sense of comfort when wearing this "mechanical watch". Sure enough, wearing those fancy watches at such an advanced age no longer fits his status.

"Your design is quite beautiful and majestic."

Duanmu Ci smiled and said: "Of course, my aesthetics has never been behind the times!"

Unlike Hikari, who likes to make toys, the aesthetics of the things made by Duanmu are still quite advanced.

"I'm going to experiment!"

Said it was an experiment, but Zong Fang took off the watch.

Then I found the Unlucky New Town.

"Xincheng, come and try this thing."

During this period of research, Zong Fang discovered one thing.

Duanmuci's invention will have certain negative effects.

In order to effectively protect himself, Zong Fang finally developed this method, which is 100% free of sequelae!

Xincheng didn't know what was going on, so he came forward naively, seeing Zong Fang holding an expensive-looking watch, his whole face was almost crooked with a smile.

"Commander, is this for me?"

Zong Fang took out a small bottle of liquor from his bag, poured a glass for Xincheng, and said

"You drink this first, this is yours!"

Looking at Baijiu, Xincheng obviously hesitated: "However, I will go out to patrol in a while."

Isn't it a little exciting to fly a plane after drinking alcohol?
"If you get drunk later, I will ask Dagu and Duanmu to push you on stage."

Zong Fang's tone was calm and there was no room for negotiation.

Xincheng had no choice but to follow suit.

But before Xincheng picked up the cup, Zongfang asked him to put on the watch first.

At this moment, the watch takes effect.

Xincheng, completely kept in the dark, raised his glass and took a sip of liquor.

"Ok?"

Why do you feel that this taste is a bit wrong?

Xincheng took another sip

"Commander, is this milk? Isn't it right? Is there any transparent milk?"

I lowered my head and smelled it, but it still smelled like wine.

This moment directly confused Xincheng.

Zong Fang's eyes lit up: "What you tasted is milk?"

Xincheng nodded: "It's milk, but it's very strange. Why does the milk grow like this? Is this another novel invention of Duanmu? It's for you to go out and drink?"

"It's a bit of a shame, isn't this invincible?"

Zong Fang was about to take back the watch when he suddenly thought of something.

"Why don't you try drinking this bottle first?"

Of course, Xincheng wouldn't be able to drink a bottle of several hundred milliliters of wine, but since it was "milk" that looked like wine, Xincheng certainly drank it all without any pressure.

After drinking it, he wiped his mouth, feeling a little unsatisfied.

"This invention is fine, you can use this thing instead when you don't want to drink in the future!"

Zong Fang nodded: "It's fine."

Then he took off Xincheng's watch smoothly.

Xincheng: "!!?"

"Commander, what is this?"

Zong Fang laughed and said: "This watch is made by Duanmu. If you want it, let Duanmu make it for you!"

After finishing speaking, Zong Fang was as happy as a child who weighed more than 100 catties and left.

Looking at this chic look, Xincheng always felt like he was being fooled by the command?

Looking at the little wine left in the glass.

"Is it really the watch's problem?"

He took a gulp, then choked so much that he almost spit out the wine.

"It's really the function of a watch!"

Unexpectedly, there is such a technology in the world that can turn drinking wine into milk.

It is worthy of being a scientist recognized by the Victory Team as a neuroknife, and it is really amazing.

. . .

"What? The conductor asked you to experiment with that watch?"

Duanmu Ci widened his eyes.

"Yeah? What's the matter?" Xincheng still had an innocent look on his face, and he didn't know why Duanmuci was so nervous.

Duanmu Ci: "That watch is actually..."

One of the functions of the watch is the terminal of the space-time machine.

It is not difficult to manufacture such a large machine, but it is a bit difficult to realize it if you want to make it in your hand and then turn wine into milk.

Nothing short of magic.

So the watch made by Duanmuci is responsible for one end of the time-space machine, while the other end of the time-space machine, that is, the terminal where the wine turns into milk, is separate, that is, it is bound in front of the lips of the person wearing the watch.

When the wine is poured from the glass, it will turn into milk and enter the mouth. This process seems to be seamless.

But there is a problem.

The time-space machine terminal of the watch can be carried around, but the terminal that enters the mouth only takes effect for the first time.

As for what happens next. . .

Duanmuci looked at Xincheng and patted him on the shoulder: "It's nothing, it's all trivial."

Xincheng: "???"

It's okay if you don't say it, but Xincheng's heart beats even more when he said it: "What the hell is going on?"

Duan Muci changed the subject and said, "You've had some wine now, so you're not fit to drive Feiyan No. [-]. Let Dagu and I go."

"Don't go!" Seeing Duanmu Ci escape, the ominous premonition in Xincheng's heart became more and more exaggerated.

But Duanmu Ci's turning east and west has disappeared.

When Xincheng saw him again, he was already on the plane with Dagu.

On the other side, Zong Fang came to the bar again, the corner of his mouth curled up, his face was full of confidence.

This time, he will return as king!
Stepping into the bar, Zong Fang found the previous seat and sat down.

Then start drinking milk.

He's not stupid. If he drank like water from the beginning, would anyone dare to compete with him?
Everything is still normal now, and the expression on Zong Fang's face is as serious as possible.

Although he is actually quite a funny person in essence, he also has a strange title like "TPC Liugexian".

But he looks serious, so he usually looks very trustworthy.

As long as he doesn't smile, that face is as serious as it is, highlighting that he is serious in doing things and not angry.

Sure enough, the man who hit him up soon came again.

This time Zong Fang didn't shirk and drank the wine.

"?"

Why don't you feel it?

Zong Fang poured the wine into his mouth, but it was as if he was opening his mouth into an empty bottle, without any feeling of wanting to drink.

Meanwhile, on the other side, Xincheng was still chatting with Horii.

While chatting, a sip of milk was sprayed out.

Horii on the opposite side was sprayed all over the face, and the fat man was stunned.

"You are this?"

Xincheng: "I don't know either, poof!"

As the elders said, don't talk while drinking water.

Otherwise, Horii will be sprayed in the face again like now.

"you!?"

"Ah~"

Horii didn't say much, went to the bathroom to wash his face several times, and stopped until his skin was almost torn.

Then he came back angrily to find Xincheng.

Then he saw Xincheng fell to the ground.

Drowning.

No, drowned.

The mouth becomes a small fountain.

At the same time, Zong Fang in the bar was carrying the wine jar.

"Haha, for a mass like ours, it's all for the altar!"

Duan Muci, who was on Feiyan No. [-] at the moment, leaned on the back of Feiyan No. [-], and said leisurely: "The black Dijia who appeared last time is actually not so strong."

Dagu: "I understand the truth, but why do you suddenly think of patrolling? Isn't it time for patrolling?"

Duan Muci spread his hands: "Something must be happening in the command center at the moment, as long as we are not here, it has nothing to do with us."

Dagu: "???"

Duanmuci: "Not to mention anything else, after putting on the set of equipment I gave you, I will guarantee that you can fight with the black Tiga in the next battle."

(End of this chapter)