As a coser, I passed through before I finished my makeup

Mina-san, have you ever cooked and know what it's like to drop water into hot oil?

Two words - exciting!

How else can I say that cooking is a battlefield, and now my body is a battlefield!

Of course, there must be a premise for this, that is, the idea of ​​water should be bigger and the oil should be less, otherwise the bucket of oil and a drop of water will be the same.

The Colorless King is like a water idea, and it belongs to the water that enters the oil field.It’s mainly the consciousness in my body, which is in trillions. Even if it’s me—I haven’t talked to every cell. The silent ones are the majority, you know.

However, I am connected with them in a sense, after all, they make me up, and I maintain them.

So when the fox-faced man came in, my biggest feeling was none other than being bumped into the bridge of the nose, and being reprimanded dissatisfied by the repeatedly disturbed blood cells.

This time it was the white blood cells in my nose, fighting off bacteria on my nostrils, while making encrypted calls for me.

Maybe they have accumulated a little too much pressure some time ago?

Oh, the encryption here is just a simple "beep -" encryption, not a high-end product.

I did some calculations, and there are about ten or twenty personalities in the fox-faced man, but it is not too much to say that it is infinitely close to zero.

Immediately afterwards, I felt a strange power, as if as long as I exerted force like when I was constipated, something would really come out.

Don't get me wrong, I'm talking about the sword of Damocles.

Speaking of which, other kings don't feel like me, do they?

It seemed that it was suddenly not very decent.

I scratched my hair, and now other plans are proceeding in an orderly manner, except for this hair stripping, I really can't think of any effective way.

Alas, I originally thought that using the "interference" ability of the colorless king might be able to work against the ability. After all, wasn't this also said to be the ability of outsiders before?

My original plan was very good, let me analyze it for you one by one.

I won’t go into too much detail about the main purpose. Slate has already cooperated with Bishuiliu and started nesting dolls, which is very orderly.The key is the small purpose, which is my initial mission at the beginning - to get my hair done so that I can go to school normally.

My current state is that the dungeon boss is almost finished, but the task of Novice Village has not been solved.

Of course I have made efforts. For example, I did build the cognition that my special ability belongs to "outsiders", because outsiders can be "interfered" by the fox-masked man, as long as the fox-faced man The man, the colorless king, and the "outsider" are fused, so when I finally make the slate, I can of course take away the ability of the outsider produced by the slate.

To borrow the example I just gave, I am oil, and then my green hair is the water of the "outsider", and then the water of the colorless king also comes in, and then the water of the colorless king also has the ability to absorb a certain range The ability of all the water inside, so they can fuse, and finally when I squeeze the water out, of course all the water will be taken away, and I will only be left with a bucket of oil.

perfect.

See no, two purposes, one solution.

But the problem is that the progress of this task is out of sync.

Now the colorless king is on me, and I have arranged it clearly, but my hair still belongs to the category of "oil".

I don't understand.

Could it be that my cognitive establishment is not deep enough!

The red group, the blue group, the rabbit group, and the green group all agree that I am an outsider. Is this not enough? !

There is also the colorless king, he definitely thinks so, he is rather naive.

My mind is broken.

With this kind of entangled mood, I moved Weitzman's soulless body to the sofa bed next to me, and went to take a bath and changed my clothes.

Xiaobai's clothes are very nice, and the materials are very good. I opened the small baijiu library with a bunch of wine written in English or French based on the attitude of being drunk now.

Although I don't know the quality of the wine, or even the type, I can still feel the joy of money—I can't tell, Xiaobai is still a drunkard, this inventory—is Zhong also crazy about it?

In the evening, I communicated with Bishui through the system left on the airship.

It should be said that it was he who contacted me after confirming the status of Brother Zun and the head of the office.

The three-dimensional projection like the future technology was put into the main hall with the mechanical equipment, and he seemed to be sitting opposite the sofa in a void, with the sky and clouds that had been dyed orange behind him.

"It seems that everything is going well." Bishuiliu's projection immediately said this sentence when he saw me.

No, no, it’s all about testing who is successful in my body?

Can you have a little faith in your plastic allies.

I picked up the glass and took a sip of the wine I had just sobered up—actually, I don’t know the steps of sobering up, but I thought you saw it in a movie before, so I just pretended to be a B.

As a result, people are not as good as God——

Facts have proved that if you don’t have that precious tongue, don’t use the taste of two yuan to challenge the high-end wine worth 2 yuan—although I don’t know the price of this wine, but I know it deeply now. that tongue.

So astringent, even a bitter feeling!

Is this the smell of money?

Sorry, this is too advanced for my life.

For the sake of face, I tried not to spit it out, but swallowed it.

I quickly put down the wine, this kind of aggressive stuff is not suitable for me.

After a few seconds of pause, this smell really lingers.

Maybe it's because my expression management is all about pretending to be aggressive, but I was stimulated by the bitter taste, so it's a bit broken.

Bishuiliu captures this feeling of mine - between reliable and unreliable, in his view, I belong to the person who does not have problems with big things, but has constant problems with small things.

Seeing that I often bully Xiao Wutiao, you know that I am a fun person.

Bi Shui Liu confirmed my identity, "Can you use the power of the Colorless King?"

I don't want to act constipated in front of him, "It's okay to drag "unchanged" into the water. "

"That's good. Taking advantage of the time when I went up just now, I have arranged for people to attack the barbarian, and now Zi has brought back the little princess of the red group." Bi Shuiliu's words shocked me.

Brother, what are you doing?

Me and my little friends are shocked.

Wasn't this in the previous plan?

"Didn't you also say that the existence of Kushina Anna beside the Red King will be the biggest obstacle—"She will one day grow into a flame that is even more dazzling than Zhou Fangzun, and this day will not come too soon Late'," Bi Shuiliu paused, "Isn't that what you said, of course I have to rule out this threat in advance."

???

Did I say that?

But, maybe it was a brain twitch at the time?

Ah, you are sick, brother, what have you done to little Anna?

"You want to kill her." When I said it, I realized that I didn't even use interrogative sentences.

Should I be glad that what Bishuiliu said just now was the word "robbery"?

"Anna Kushina's ability can even work on stone slabs, it's too dangerous." Bi Shuiliu's eyes were terribly indifferent, but his face was full of smiles, "But——what I want to create is a person who can be used by everyone. In a world where everyone can fight against fate, if I am fate to the current Anna Kushina, then she should also have the opportunity to use her strength to resist me."

...Translated into adult words, the villain died because of talking too much, you are planting a small flag for yourself, waiting to be killed?

This sense of sight is really too strong.

When you say that, I immediately feel relieved.

"It's up to you, but it's best not to affect the big plan." I warned.

"Don't worry, what if Zhou Fangzun and Munakata Reisi join forces?" Bishuiliu, you know that these two are parents to Anna, right? "Compared to this, Yatogami Kuro also participated Come in, Zi's accidental connivance with this junior brother, when he met unexpectedly on the way back, he could obviously kill the other party directly-but that's okay, this will also involve the Silver King."

The male lead, you feel killed, you don't want to die?

——Gou Lang, should he be regarded as the leading actor, or can it be said to be the CP of the leading actor?

"Speaking of which, what's the latest move of the Silver King?" I asked.

"Just in the past few days, his "unchanging" attribute is really powerful, and the amnesia caused by falling from a height of [-] meters can only last for such a short period of time. "

If Bishuiliu would say this, it must have detected a change in the value of the opponent's Weisman data.

The surge of the king's power generally means the use of his power and the transmission of his characteristics.

For the Silver King, this change in data means the gradual restoration of memory.

Xiaobai, awesome.

"Then we have to speed up the action, and make sure that the time for his memory recovery coincides with the final stage." I moved my lips, and the execution was left to professionals.

"Don't worry, everything is going well." After confirming the person who needs to be confirmed, Bishuiliu didn't talk too much, he was still busy, "If you need it, use this channel to find me again."

As soon as his projection disappeared, I rushed to the bar behind the hall and rinsed my mouth in the sink—is this a high-end product, and the smell really lasts for a long time.

Today, after high-altitude urging and a game of chase with Monkey Brother, and the news of Ana's kidnapping, I decided to go to bed early.

Lying on the big soft bed, I covered my head with another pillow a little annoyed.

Maybe it was that glass of wine that made me a little bit overwhelmed, and the plan for the small goal really fell through. I have no idea how to complete this task in the future. When I think that I may really go to school with long green hair in the future, I almost burst into tears, and sighed loudly, "It's nothing else, can you quickly agree to me that I am an outsider, and my hair is the ability of an outsider!"

At this time, I was still thinking about it, and I didn't feel much at all.

It's just a complaint.

Isn't this kind of thing normal? I only yelled to myself after confirming that there was no one else.

Well, I thought so.

Until—until the next morning.

I woke up with a headache. I turned over and felt my throat was uncomfortable, so I got up helplessly and prepared to find some water to drink. When I did it in a daze, I felt like I was much lighter. The hangover didn’t make me feel better. Do you feel top-heavy?

I was cheated by comics again?

But the headache was real, so I yawned and rubbed my head with my hands.

Immediately afterwards, I woke up.

Because I realized it was wrong.

Why, why is my head so smooth?

My heart skipped a beat, and then I hurriedly opened the curtains, and with the glare of the sun shining in, I only saw the neatly spread green silk on the bed—my, hair .

I turned my head, and with a little reflection on the window, I saw my shiny head, shining brightly under the sun.

It's like a halo.

Help.

Did I just skip the baldness and go straight to bare?

The power of wine, so terrifying? !