Re, Gu Aotian Slaughtered Me

After Alyssa's singing stopped, Kraunpith urged Flanda to put on the clothes she arranged.

"Woo...why is the dress style?" Flanda took it, although the style she likes-after all, Crowen Pith often changes clothes under her body, and she should have figured it out a long time ago. Randa is the kind of person who has his legs covered with black silk even at tens of degrees below zero. The only difference is the material and thickness of the black wire.

"Because weaving has a fixed meaning of magic methods and routines. If you want to ensure defense, the requirements for shape and inherent coverage are very high. If you really don't want you to fold up the skirt and shorten it, it has been designed. It's possible to do this."

Flanda sat up and wrapped herself in a quilt, and took off the patient's clothes. Anyway, the eye surgery was done. She changed her clothes like a swimsuit in a swimming class somewhere.

It just so happened that the cleaning robot moved in and moved back and forth around the hospital bed.

"Speaking of which, the cleaning robots in this city are all very keen. What kind of sensor is it?" Kraun Pith asked curiously.

"There are sight, hearing, etc.," Flanda replied smoothly. "Some dark parts also use these things as their own eyes and ears."

"Ah, both sight and hearing? But the height of the robot is not very unfriendly to girls in short skirts like you? Is there any kind of fat house that joins a company or an Ombe that can call cleaning robots for this kind of thing? ?" Kraun Pace spit out casually.

Flanda's body stiffened for a few seconds, and she immediately called out: "There are some things that everyone is gritted in their hearts, but they can't be said!"

Then, after she changed her clothes, Crown Pith ordered her to jump off the bed, and please land on the ground with the word "big".

"Boom!"

"Ah, ah? As a result, what is this?"

Flanda was a little panicked. It felt like she had fallen on the sponge. It was still a sponge with shock absorption function. The shock was absorbed and it was not shocked yet.

"Is this a magical body armor?" she asked.

"Exactly, if you are attacked and successfully resisted, you claim that it is a high-tech body armor is enough." Kraunpisi said, "After all, your body is under the blessing of my permanent passive skills, and it has not been separated from humans... …Um, using the field you are familiar with, at most it can withstand the saturation of a rocket artillery battalion. It is not enough to face the storms that may blow in the school city in the future; in short, first upgrade to the level that can withstand the aircraft carrier battle group. Saturate the blow, that’s it. If you don’t believe it, you can take out all your ammunition depot and hold it in your arms and detonate it."

To be precise, it can block a considerable degree of mystery attacks, while attacks without mystery are more or less ineffective. But the effect of causing suffocation or poisoning and pathological changes needs to be strengthened, even so——

"This is already terrible! Is the war going to be close at hand?!" Flanda whispered. Although the wind of war has been heard recently, everyone thinks that the real battlefield should be far away from this city. The war is even more worried about the rising prices caused by this.

That's right, all kinds of flash shells flew in the air last night, otherwise she wouldn't be like this.

The cleaning robot that was cleaning moved over and pushed Flanda hard, seeming to treat her as rubbish. Flanda had to roll back to the bed with a tactic, covered with the quilt, only showing the half of his head that had not been bandaged after the operation. He couldn't see who it was. He could only judge it to be a sick foreign girl.

Outside, someone who didn't want to meet on this occasion passed by.

She secretly cursed how she would arrange a ward so close to those guys.

Outside the door, Kamijou Toma, who had changed back to his uniform, was caught in tandem by a girl who looked mature in all respects and Inticus.

"Sorry, Chuanji, obviously you are an executive committee member, but you came to pick me up and discharged from the hospital in your busy schedule." Dang Ma said sorry to his classmates.

"It is also part of the executive committee's job to be responsible for the physical and mental health of the students participating in the Daba Star Festival, and then—"

When the corners of Ma’s mouth twitched a little, he lost a lot of memory for saving Inticus, but even after spending a few days with this Chuanyu, he could quickly understand: This person pays special attention to health care, but believes that those third-rate health care products advertisements are meaningful. No intention to promote these things when teaching people.

As expected, Dang Ma stared at the stuffed bottle: "A healthy drink that supplements more than one hundred kinds of nutrients and ATP, which is also a hundred times more powerful to prevent heatstroke, looks particularly suspicious... Is it okay to be a sports drink?"

Then I put it to Inticus, who has never been picky eaters. Today, Inticus seems to feel guilty for being held back by being a hostage last time. She is very peaceful, and Dang Ma decides to spend this peaceful time well.

"Shangjo, after all, just discharged from the hospital, I am not embarrassed that you have to participate in every event, but at least I hope you can give everyone participating in the competition a cheer on the audience." Fukiji said.

"Ah, it's okay." Dang Ma made a show of barren muscles and said, "What should I say, I'm all used to misfortune, this degree doesn't get in the way at all."

"Kamijo, although I hate people who use misfortune as an excuse, I also hate people who use misfortune as the norm to make excuses. Compared to victory at all costs, what I hope is that everyone can enjoy the big star festival. ." Chuiji made a face.

"Ah, oh, then I will do what I can."

"It's good to know, if you lie down in the hospital during the Great Domination Star Festival because of recklessness or some new trouble, it would be my dereliction of duty."

Coming to the door~www.readwn.com~ I once again met an acquaintance who had only seen a few faces.

"Be Ma Jun!"

"You fool is really discharged from the hospital!"

It was singer Naruto Alyssa and her manager (laughs) Mikoto Misaka who had finished the company's condolences. They waited when they heard that Toma was discharged from the hospital immediately. It's rare that Mikoto didn't wear a Tokibantai uniform this time, but a sportswear; Alyssa was an elegant long dress suitable for casual clothes and formal stage occasions.

"Yo, Alisha and Bilibili high school students."

Dangma’s way of greeting made Mikoto’s head really "beep beep": "How long have you two known each other, and you started calling such affectionate ah ah ah ah! Obviously I beat that idiot a few months ago... I've dealt with it!"

When Ma Chao looked at the ceiling emptily, his first impression of Mikoto was that it was time to save her, but afterwards the Bilibili high school student even said with a face of shame that it was also in the streets and alleys, and also by the river. She was so exhausted teasingly that she actually forgot about it. What did he do before? I am embarrassed to ask again.

(to be continued)