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Chapter 18 Brother Handa?

On the way back to the coffee shop, Kiryuu Zhantu looked solemn and his steps were a little slower than usual. Even Ryuga noticed this abnormality.

He had just successfully retrieved intelligence from Nabeshima, but his inner uneasiness was growing heavier.

Although Nabeshima was captured, the mystery of the nebula gas has not been completely solved. Every time he thinks of this, he always feels that something has been overlooked.

After adjusting his mood for a moment, Zhantu finally regained some of his normal state. He raised his head and looked at Onoue Takumi beside him, revealing a rare relaxed smile: "Qiao, the weapon I made for you is very powerful, isn't it?"

Although I didn't see the entire battle, the fact that he was able to tie down two Faust cadres is enough to show that Onoue Takumi's strength is undoubtedly strong.

At the same time, Zhan Tu rarely showed a happy smile, and his hair stood up. It was obvious that he was beginning to be proud of the power of the new weapon he created.

Onoue Takumi paused and flexed his wrist slightly. "This is much better than using the energy bottle directly. At least now I don't have to bother suppressing those messy things most of the time. It's much more convenient."

Upon hearing this, Zhantu couldn't help but sigh in amazement: "You are really amazing. You can usually suppress something as tricky as nebula gas. Is it because you have been exercising all the time?"

"A tempered body is the foundation, so the tougher the physique, the more resistant it is to this kind of energy corrosion."

Is this the truth?

Hearing this, Zhan Tu frowned slightly, and there was a hint of thought in his eyes.

He couldn't help but recall Onoue Takumi's daily exercise regimen, which was a bit exaggerated.
Even though Battle Rabbit has a genius brain, he becomes completely confused and has no idea what to do when faced with Onoue Takumi's questions about physical fitness and combat skills.

I completely agree with Onoue Takumi's statement.
Ah!
Suddenly, Zhantu seemed to remember something, stopped, and said to Onoue Qiao, "Qiao, please do me a favor and go to the East Capital Hall to get a copy of the archive document."

Onoue Takumi looked up at the sky and nodded. "Sure, it's on my way. I also want to get some vegetable seeds there. I need to replenish my seed stock soon."

Long I, who had been unable to get a word in, asked curiously, "Vegetable seeds?"

"In addition to handling government affairs, the Dongdu Municipal Hall also takes care of some public welfare work. They regularly distribute some excellent vegetable seeds for free. The land in my backyard is perfect for growing something, so I can grow some fresh vegetables and eat them with peace of mind."

After hearing this, Zhantu couldn't help but sigh: "Your life is so healthy that it makes me feel ashamed."

Onoue Qiao patted Zhantu's shoulder and said, "Don't just focus on research. Try to relax and exercise. Maybe inspiration will come faster."

"Yes, Aqiao is right, I agree with you!"

Battle Rabbit shook his head. "You really make me start to question my way of life. I'll leave the documents and seeds to you."

After a brief farewell, Onoue Takumi turned and walked towards the Toudou Hall.

Zhan Tu stood there, watching his figure gradually go away, a hint of complex emotions flashed in his eyes.

"Not only the nebula gas, but even your very existence is a puzzle that needs to be solved."

"Hey, Battle Rabbit, what are you mumbling about?"

"Don't worry about me, just keep an eye on Nabeshima. I have something else I need to take care of."

Zhan Tu turned around, pushed open the door of the coffee shop, picked up the hammer in his hand, and smashed it hard against the wall inside the base!

According to his inference, the prop in the base that can conduct the best combination test is the stone tablet of Pandora's Box!
Dongdu City Hall.

It's a bit noisy today, with the sounds of shuffling documents, typing on keyboards, and conversations of citizens coming and going to do business intertwined, outlining a busy daily scene.

Uchihashi was at a desk, his head down, working on some administrative tasks. He turned on his computer and skillfully retrieved the information, preparing to continue with the task at hand.

Just then, a familiar voice came from behind.

"Excuse me, where can I get the livelihood application form?"

Utsumi's movements suddenly stopped, his fingertips hovering above the keyboard. He was stunned for a moment, as if he couldn't believe his ears.

The familiar voice made him dazed for a moment.

He slowly turned his head, his eyes scanning the crowd, finally landing on one person.

That was a figure he was very familiar with, Brother Handa Yuji.
Onoue Takumi, who was yawning, stood not far away, with his usual bright smile on his face. He leaned slightly towards him and asked him questions, looking like an ordinary citizen doing his business.

This face and this smile made Neihai stunned for a moment.

"you"

The voice got stuck in my throat and I didn't know what to say for a moment.

Onoue Takumi smiled and looked at the great god Utsumi opposite him. Although he knew the identity of this person, he was very surprised by the other party's reaction.

Looking at this expression, could it be that I’m an orphan from Namba Heavy Industries?

I remember Takigawa Sayaka had the same reaction before.
However, this inference is reasonable. After all, many of Faust's experimental subjects are more or less involved in the relationship network of core characters in each plot, and there is a certain possibility that they are the Nanba Orphans.

"Citizens' Application Form. I'd like to get some vegetable seed application forms. I've suffered some problems and have lost my memory. Do you seem to recognize my past self?"

Utsumi was slightly startled.

Thoughts raced, but he didn't answer immediately.

Pushing up his glasses, Utsumi took a deep breath to stay calm and said casually, "I don't know you. Please fill out this form."

Utsumi, his thoughts racing, pulled out an application form from the table and handed it to Onoue Takumi. He pointed to the name section and said calmly, "Start filling it out here. Also, do you have any identification?"

Onoue Takumi shook his head: "Not yet."

"Then I'll help you with that."

Onoue Takumi took the form, looked down at the blank field above, and directly wrote down Onoue Takumi's name.

Utsumi's gaze accidentally fell on his movements, and a hint of inquiry flashed in his eyes.

He stared at the familiar handwriting and asked casually, speaking in a leisurely tone, "Since you have lost your memory, did you choose this name yourself?"

Onoue Takumi stopped writing, looked up and laughed, "I just thought that was my name, hahahaha."

Utsumi frowned slightly and responded coldly, "How casual of you."

Although his tone was flat and there was no obvious expression on his face, his fingers tapped lightly on the table, revealing his inner unrest.

Why is Brother Handa in the Eastern Capital when he should be in the Western Capital?

Now that I have lost my memory, will it delay Namba Heavy Industries' plans?
Do I need to contact the president in advance?
Onoue Takumi handed back the completed form, still with a bright smile on his face: "Thank you, where should I go next?"

Utsumi raised his hand and pointed to the other end of the hall: "Go to the window over there and submit the form."

Utsumi pretended to be calm and deliberately avoided Onoue Takumi's gaze, not wanting to reveal too much of his emotions.

The slightly trembling fingertips showed that his heart was far from as calm as he appeared.

"Hahaha, thank you, Utsumi!"

Onoue Takumi smiled brightly, raised his hand and gently patted Utsumi's shoulder. The action was familiar and casual. Before he could react, Onoue Takumi had already taken a step, wearing flip-flops, and swaggered towards the window with a very brisk pace.

Wait, he called me Utsumi?
(End of this chapter)