From the beginning of civilization

Fan chatted with the other party for a while.

With a thank you from the other end, I hung up the call.

He threw the communicator to Yin Shihang who was standing aside and waiting.

Then he walked over to him and patted his shoulders twice.

"I'm sure you've heard it too. Go back quickly and make more preparations."

"Don't worry about the monster. I will destroy it."

"This kind of monster is really beyond your capabilities right now."

Yin Shihang's face was a little gloomy, his fists clenched tightly, and he did not refute.

After all, what they said was true. They were indeed useless against that monster. Even the most rapid-fire electromagnetic weapons could not penetrate the monster's defense.

Although Mr. Fan gave them many weapon design drawings, they have not yet been made.

It should be said that their scientists have not yet fully understood it. Having weapon design drawings is one thing, but manufacturing is another.

After it is manufactured, it has to go through a series of tests.

Although the formulas given in the design drawings are very detailed, safety issues still need to be considered.

Those weapons must be equipped with micro cold fusion to provide energy.

It is said that there are alternative high-energy batteries, but they haven’t even been developed yet.

That was Fan's voice coming from behind.

"Let me remind you that studying the things passed down by our ancestors will depend on your luck."

At this time, a soldier from the Abnormal Investigation Bureau ran over and saluted Fan.

He handed the box in his hand to him respectfully.

After Fan opened the box, he found a medal and some documents inside.

There is also a bank black card.

But the other party was quite decent and didn't install any eavesdropping devices on it.

The Abnormal Investigation Bureau is questioning the people around and has signed a confidentiality agreement.

Fortunately, although this place is on the seaside, there are not many people coming and going.

Not many people saw it, and the only ones who saw it were the group from Azure Sea and the few other pedestrians around them.

The work intensity was not that high. After completing the task, he left the area in a mecha.

We have to mention here that Kazuma, who was being forced to drink, drank all of Azure Sea.

You want to get him drunk with just this little bit of wine? No way.

After all, every potion developed emphasizes two words: "survival."

Although I feel a little crazy, my original intention remains unchanged.

The genetic medicine developed is outstanding, durable and resistant, and all other functions are incidental.

Jotaro was carrying Kazuma, who was drunk and only had his underwear on, into the car with one hand.

The jeep's front lights kept switching back and forth, making an obvious sound of disgust.

"Don't put this drunk on me. I'm afraid he'll urinate and defecate on me."

At this time, Aqua silently took out a rope from behind.

"No problem, I have a good idea. Leave it to me." Aqua patted her chest and said with a promise, then rushed towards Kazuma.

Aqua still remembered how Kazuma had tied her up like a caterpillar not long ago.

After a while of operation, Aqua put her hands on her hips, with his masterpiece next to her. She was very proud, with her chest puffed out, ready to receive praise.

Uh… even though the scene was unbearable to watch, the people present still scattered around and clapped their hands.

Otherwise it would be very annoying to be pestered by Aqua, but Bai Ling secretly found Aqua.

Aqua is still very tolerant towards her believers.

The two whispered for a while and didn't know what deal they reached. Bai Ling took out a sack and Aqua took out a book, and the two chose to exchange.

I have to say, if Aqua had focused her energy on the real thing in the original work, she would have defeated the Demon King long ago. She can be considered a great assistant.

Just like that, there was an unspeakable obscenity strapped to the roof of the jeep.

Kitahara Iori, covering his head, got up in a daze and took out a cell phone from his best friend's pocket.

I took a photo of the jeep, then made some vague edits.

Then I forwarded a picture to my circle of friends.

The title is, "Is this a sin of humanity or a decline in morality? An adult was tied up and forced to do this."

On that day, Kazuma became famous?

He has become very famous, and his pictures are everywhere on the Internet, both domestically and internationally.

It instantly became a hot topic, and the popularity died down after a while.

Many netizens photoshopped the picture, and some even photoshopped Kazuma's hair green.

There is a sentence on it: If you want to live a good life, you must have something green on your head.

A long time had passed since he found out.

Just looking at the photos from that time, he just smiled faintly. Who could be funnier than him when he died?

At this moment, they have arrived in Tokyo and saw the college in front of them, Chiba City Sobu High School.

Sanyueqi took a few photos with his camera and asked curiously, "Is the disguised Devourer in here?"

Hachiman looked at the scene before him and finally arrived at the school after more than a month. He did not expect that so many things had happened in just a few days.

He went from being an ordinary high school student to a warrior.

I always feel that this familiar campus in front of me has become a little strange.

But his wish remained unchanged. Hachiman clenched his fists, placed them on his chest, and said with a firm look: "Find a rich woman who can support him for the rest of his life."

Looking at his brother's expression, Komachi couldn't help but cover his head. He could guess what his brother was thinking with his toes.

He is still sticking to his boring dream of finding a rich woman to support him for the rest of his life.

But he still admires his brother's perseverance.

Kato Megumi looked at the school in front of her and sighed helplessly.

She remembered that her homeroom teacher seemed to be that person, and she looked at the man next to her in a white coat, who was searching his pocket for a cigarette.

"Forget it, let's not talk about it, otherwise I won't be able to play with my phone during class."

"I guess Hiratsuka-sensei doesn't know I'm her student yet."

Shizuka Hiratsuka rummaged through her pockets, pulled out an empty cigarette box, and sighed helplessly.

Looking at Sobu High School in front of me, I didn’t expect that I was back after so many twists and turns. The experience during this period felt like more than ten years had passed.

The familiar campus in front of me felt very strange.

At this time, a city beauty with a graceful appearance and a good figure got out of a car nearby, rushed towards Shizuka Hiratsuka, and hooked her hands around Shizuka Hiratsuka's neck.

"Xiao Jing, where have you been all this time? I'm so worried about you."

"Yang No, why are you here? Shouldn't you be at university right now? Didn't I give you..."

However, thinking of someone's virtue, Shizuka Hiratsuka covered her head helplessly. It was fake to care about her, but was it real to come to see her?