Knights Don’t Need a Youth Love Story

Chapter 534:

If you read and write correctly, it is relevant information. If you read and write well, there may be unexpected joy.

Therefore, Dr. Samuel still trusts Joseph's ability very much.

"Wrap it on me."

Patting his chest, Joseph said confidently.

He is also very confident in his stand-ins.

Moreover, he has been carrying the insect arrow all the time.

Although it is not used, it is also a hindrance.

"Luo Zhen may have to ask you to investigate later."

Although the number of people at the Chiba Research Institute has gradually increased, Dr. Seymour still believes in Luo Zhen by comparison.

Take a closer look at the rest.

Asukai Kiji's illusion is not sure how effective these guys are who know they are not human at first sight.

If you encounter a mindless one, it will be numb.

The little knight has returned to Holy Nest, Sakata Gintoki has returned to the Master's House, and Wujo Satoru has packed up a bunch of study materials to go back to build a harmonious and friendly beautiful new magic world.

Don't say anything considering the world is different.

Gojo Satoru had already decided that he would change the world of sorcery that he hated, even if it was just improvised.

Considering the seemingly order of the magic world, it is actually a chaos of decay.

I'm afraid one big cleaning won't be enough.

Well, I hope the street lights can be used.

Yato has been busy with other things recently and can't get away for the time being.

Tom has recently become addicted to a little white cat, and he will not consider it for the time being.

Even if you are not addicted to the little white cat, you can't find it.

This kind of task is not suitable for Tom's cheerful personality.

Deadpool guy...

Are you expecting this guy to improve the Alien's food?

This guy basically said goodbye to this kind of task.

It's not that I don't believe in Deadpool.....

Well, just don't believe this guy.

Everyone knows the character of Deadpool.

Luckily this guy doesn't mess up.

To put it simply, the downwind situation is normal, and don't let Deadpool get involved.

If it is really desperate, then consider throwing Deadpool out and see if a miracle can happen.

What if, what if a miracle happens?

"Good Dr. Seymour."

Nodding, Rozen and Joseph left the laboratory.

Although he has been in the position of Site Director for a long time, Dr. Seymour still prefers the laboratory.

The atmosphere of the laboratory allows him to keep calm and rational thinking.

Rubbing his temples, Dr. Seymour felt his head swell a little.

Go back and get some hair restorer.

Dr. Seymour thought so.

Nobody wants to be bald if they can.

Not to mention the Mediterranean.

Suppose that if the agency's hair restorer were to be sold, it would instantly make a person famous in the world as a rich man.

After all, the effect of the hair growth agent specially provided inside the agency is obvious to the naked eye.

It is completely different from those on the market.

In the corridor, Luo Zhen pressed lightly on the shoulder of his uniform.

The original black uniform suddenly surged, and the scarlet color could be vaguely seen flowing.

If there were ghouls, they would have realized that Kuink's technology was definitely used in it.

Or rather, Hezi's technology.

After a while, the black uniform became a combat uniform.

"Have you put on your combat uniform so early?"

Raising his brows, Joseph asked amusingly.

This person hasn't been found yet, so you're in such a hurry.

"Come on, I believe in your strength JOJO."

With a thumbs up, Luo Zhen said.

Others may be somewhat uneasy about Joseph's ability, but Luo Zhen is not worried at all.

Apart from confronting the Hermit Purple as a stand-in, there is no shortcoming.

The reason for the growth can also be attributed to the fact that Joseph was already in his sixties when he woke up.

It's good to wake up.

Kujo Jotaro's mother, Kujo Holi, couldn't even bear the burden of awakening a stand-in, and young Touhou Jousuke almost died because of it.

"Then I really appreciate you."

Grinning, Joseph said with a smile.

It feels good to be trusted at all times.

Especially this kind of unconditional trust between peers.

At Iwanaga's house, the young Kotoko Iwanaga was talking to Reiko Natsume.

"I want to watch this game."

"But it's really not for you."

Looking at the noisy Iwanaga Kotoko, Natsume Reiko felt a headache.

Iwanaga Kotoko has been clamoring to watch the game that the Iwanaga family learned about through secret channels.

This made Natsume Reiko very distressed.

Chapter 638 The Tramp and Games

On the streets of Tokyo, a haggard homeless man huddled alone in the depths of an alley.

The deep alley is cold and quiet, but there seems to be some rustling sound from biological activity.

He stared blankly at the entrance of the alley that was less than ten meters away from him, where there was a bustling scene.

Pedestrians on the road were dressed in decent clothes, and they were either in a hurry or happily walking on the street.

The noisy sound spread into the alley, but it seemed to be far, far away.

Far away and in the alley are like two worlds.

Looking at the scenery at the entrance of the alley, a gloom flashed in the homeless eyes.

The same is true of my former self.

But since seeing that monster, everything has changed.

Thinking of a monster covered in stitches, the tramp subconsciously tightened his body.

Although that guy has a human appearance, a human appearance, and even speaks a human language.

But that guy is definitely not human.

That guy is a monster.

"Let's play a game."

To this day, these words still echoed in his ears, becoming a lingering nightmare.

Everything has changed since then.

Turning over, the homeless man turned his back to the alley.

It's not that he didn't think about borrowing the power of the government, but...

"Ugh......"

Behind a pile of debris, a monster about the size of an ordinary person's forearm stared at the homeless man on all fours.

As if monitoring his every move.

After staring at those dark pupils for two seconds, the homeless looked away somewhat unnaturally.

He seemed to be able to read resentment in those pupils.

He knew that as long as he played games with that guy honestly, this monster would not do anything.

The content of the game is not necessarily the same, it all depends on the mood of the monster.

It may be a battle royale, it may be a choice between life and death, or it may be a hero saving innocent citizens.

So far, he has not won a game.

It's just that guy's bad taste that he can live to this day.

Maybe one day the guy gets bored and he stops the game and kills himself.

But on the other hand, as long as that guy is still interested, he will not die.

The homeless person knew in his heart that as long as he committed suicide, that guy would most likely choose to give up.

It's like a child may choose to find another bug to continue to tease after the bug of teasing dies, but it is also likely to choose to give up this behavior because it is boring.

But he still wanted to live.

Even if it affects others.

The monster watching over him was one of them.

"Huh? There are homeless people in this place?"

A drunk and drunk man looked at the homeless man lying on the ground and said displeasedly.

Seeing a homeless man at such a time is truly a sight to behold.

What qualifications do you have as a drunkard to say that I used to have a much higher social status than you.

Nestled in the corner, the homeless thought with dissatisfaction.

But he didn't say a word, didn't do anything.

Just lay quietly on the ground.

"Hey, say something?"

"Why don't you talk? Are you looking down on me, bastard?"