Even Pseudo-girl Vampires Can Survive Calmly in Another World

My goodness... isn't it all refrigerators and ovens?Isn't the one your dad and I made by ourselves much more delicious than the mass-produced ones? !

"Is that so..." Franklin touched his chin.

"Then how did you come to participate in this kind of program?" Xue Nuo asked Franklin. Someone will not force Franklin, right?

That little guy, Little Franklin?Probably not, he doesn't have the guts.

"Hehehe..." Franklin laughed meaningfully.

"Snow...do you know why your 'golden beasts' are inferior to humans?"

"It's because of this kind of attitude—'not paying attention to any opportunity to improve mechanical technology', those household machines made by official factories hide the design treasures of professional engineers..."

"Isn't it better to learn from them than to fumble around?"

"..." Xue Nuo was stunned, he had never thought about such a thing...

It turns out that Franklin's mechanical technology is so strong...does he also have the credit for dismantling the official home machine to learn?

"So, whether you should work hard in the next game and win a championship... depends on your own ideas." Franklin patted Xue Nuo on the shoulder again.

"Anyway, I won't let the water go, I'm bound to get those 'treasures'."

"..." Xue Nuo's expression became firm, and he also patted Franklin on the shoulder: "Then I will go all out, and I will take a look—what is the difference between the refrigerator made by professional engineers and the refrigerator built by me. "

"Just work hard together." Franklin expressed mutual encouragement on the surface, but secretly laughed.

If it weren't for that brat Little Franklin clamoring for a 'Little Bat Limited Edition Household Machine', he wouldn't have come to participate in this shameful show...

If other mechanic friends see me working hard just to grab a few refrigerators and ovens...

Anyway, he couldn't stand on that podium, and he couldn't afford to lose that person...

Let the other shameless guys on the show go grab those home machines.

then……

Franklin saw Lord Van Helsing in a cloak entering the dressing room.

"..." Franklin quickly turned around, sniggering as if he was afraid that Master Van Helsing would find his fox.

Well, not all those who came to participate in the show are disgraced, at least Lord Van Helsing is not ashamed.

There are five men in the locker room, namely Franklin, Snow, a certain urban legend, a certain Faustian, and a certain Jotunheimer.

Plus Van Helsing is six people.

There are also six girls in the women's locker room on the other side, and these twelve people are participating in the show this time.

I heard that there were a lot of guests, but apart from Mary, Van Helsing didn't know who the others were.

"Ahem...Master Van Helsing?" A Faustian looked at Fan Helsing, a little unsure of his identity.

Although he could see the golden Van Helsing family crest from the collar of the cloak, he hadn't seen Van Helsing a few times, and it wasn't like Franklin could recognize Lord Van Helsing's figure and temperament at a glance.

This kind of sense of majesty when walking, and this shameful petite figure...the Lord Fan Helsing can't be wrong.

"Well, it's me." Van Helsing stretched out a small ruby ​​hand from under the cloak, spewing out a large amount of black mud under everyone's surprised eyes.

The black mud flowed back to Van Helsing's body along the hem of the cloak.

At last……

wow-

Fan Helsing tore off his cloak, revealing himself wrapped in pitch-black heavy armor, and then sat on the horse harness, like some kind of astonishing general sitting on his throne.

"..." Everyone was a little silent. First, they looked at the only swimming trunks on their bodies, and then at the only heavy armor on Fan Helsing's body.

crunch--

Maza couldn't bear the heavy armor, and made a creaking sound, as if he was close to collapse.

Fan Helsing stood up, sat on a chair beside him, looked at the horse drawn with the head of a beautiful white-haired girl, and the steel pipe had been bent, and felt a little sorry for a certain DD.

This should be the seat of a certain DD.

Forget it, I'll pay for that DD with a new horse and fasten it later. Anyway, they change paper man's wife faster than changing the horse, so they shouldn't care about such small things.

"Ahem... Is Lord Van Helsing here to inspect something today?" Franklin scratched his head.

"Did Master Van Helsing meet the last contestant on the way here? Now the show is about to start filming, but he hasn't arrived yet..."

Franklin felt that he thought that Master Van Helsing was the last contestant... an idiot.

Looking at it now, how could Mr. Van Helsing be the last contestant...Where is anyone wearing heavy armor to play the obstacle course game?

Hahaha……

"..." Van Helsing first shook his little head, which was covered by a full-face helmet, and denied the idea of ​​'I came here to inspect something', and then crossed his arms.

The metal armor collided and made a clanging sound.

"I'm the last contestant."

"..." Franklin felt that he was an idiot, so there was nothing to say...

……

"Eh...that's it?" Mary flipped through the script book that DD had re-sent her, and raised her eyebrows.

"Is the difficulty too simple? It's just some brain teasers, without any technical content."

"There are difficult questions," a DD flew in front of Mary and looked at the other guests on the field: "But these questions are very complicated and difficult to memorize. We are worried that Miss Mary will not be able to remember them, or they will not remember them well. , stuttering in front of the camera..."

"It will affect the performance of the show very much."

"Huh..." Mary puffed up her cheeks, she just looked down on herself!

"Mary doesn't show off, you really treat me like a salted fish—"

"Bring me the difficult questions! I'll recite them to you DDs on the spot! Tell you to look down on people!"

Mary Sue Halo, who was eating biscuits in Paradise Sister's cabin, heard this, immediately rushed out of the cabin, returned to Mary's head, and released the power of Mary Sue Halo in an invisible gesture.

Marie Soda Face dog's traditional performance of the underdog's supporting role - it's started!

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The second update this afternoon is here! ~

(Ah... when does my sister start school... If she's going back to school, we'll have to go back to town, nice...)

Chapter 566 Chapter 565: Spouse Selection Criteria for Scary Bats ([-])

"Dear audience friends in front of the screen! Good afternoon everyone!"

A male and female presenter speaks loudly to the camera on the obstacle course, which has been dubbed 'Little Bat Rush'.

The camera is held by DD flying in the air, facing the host, and the cameras on other positions are like this. Because of their own characteristics of being able to fly, DDs can shoot whatever shots they want, which is very convenient.

"Authentic and good instant noodles, authentic and good variety show, welcome to the little bat instant noodles "Little Bat Dash Forward" named by the leading instant noodle brand 'Little Bat Instant Noodles'!"

Van Helsing, who was dressed in pitch-black heavy armor, and the other eleven contestants stood behind the two hosts, looking at each other.

Except for Van Helsing, everyone else, male and female, wore swimsuits that facilitated movement, which made Van Helsing particularly conspicuous.

"Van Helsing! Look this way!—" Lucifer stood up on the raft, raised his camera and pointed at Van Helsing.

"Smile!--"

"..." Fan Helsing touched his visor, not knowing how Lucifer could capture himself smiling through this thing, so he could only show Lucifer a pair of scissor hands, meaning.

The host in front is still reading the opening speech, now is not the time to speak.

Amid the sound of snapping pictures, Van Helsing looked at Lucifer and the girls on the raft.

Because it was winter and public places, everyone wore bathrobes over their swimsuits, just like melon-eaters on other rafts.

If there is no water to soak in, even if there is a big fan blowing warm air all the time, the water is still a little cold.

So Fan Helsing regretted not seeing Mikael wearing a swimsuit, so he had to go home and let Mikael wear it for himself, but he saw the ignorant Satan showing his snow-white back.

Satan didn't seem to be afraid of the cold, so he didn't wear a bathrobe.

……

After half a day...

It took the top eleven contestants an average of 10 minutes to cross all the obstacles and reach the finish line, and even rookie contestants took longer, which greatly wasted everyone's time.

But this is indifferent. After all, these on-site shooting materials still need to be edited later. It is not a problem to cut out redundant clips and cut out a variety show of appropriate length.

It seemed that a long time passed before it was Van Helsing's turn to play.

"Next, let's invite our No. 12 contestant!—Honor Van Helsing!—" The hosts shouted into the microphone, seeming very excited.

Van Helsing tugged on the number plate hanging on his breastplate, and walked onto the starting point of the runway on the longboard protruding from the pool.

There are already two hosts standing here all the time. They need to explain the scene here, enliven the atmosphere, and have several cameras facing them at all times.

"This contestant, probably doesn't need us to introduce him?" The male host said with a smile to the camera: "I think there should be no one in Anne County who doesn't know him—our most respected, beloved and admired Fan Helsing Jun!"

All the Anne County residents by and in the pool cheered loudly.

Maharaja Fan Helsing who can let go of his airs and have fun with the people is the best! ——

"Ahem..." Under the gaze of so many people, Fan Helsing felt a little embarrassed, so he could only wave his hand, as if to respond to them.

The cheers grew louder.

Van Helsing also heard 'I'm going to give you a baby! 'This kind of nympho to the extreme.

Immediately became nervous, wanting to see Mikael's reaction...

I saw Michael smiled and tilted his head towards him, as if to say, 'What are you nervous about, my dear? '

Mikael didn't seem to be angry, but Lucifer turned his head to look at the noisy crowd over there, as if to see who those shameless guys were, his little face was full of anger.

Like a little girl who was robbed of her doll.

The host said some more lively words, and finally turned the topic back to Van Helsing.