The Fate of the Gunman

"Lancer, what is your ability to change from a person before, and what is the ability to change from a bird to a human?"

Did you even restore the memory during the transformation?

Lancer knew that he had no chance to conceal. After all, he was not good at lying. What's more, a lie often requires countless lies to fill. If it is only 1/10, it can be fooled in front of him, but 100% is not so easy. Edited.

"It's magic."

The first reaction of Madoto was negative, but when he looked at his right arm that was constantly covered with ice and the ice gun in his hand, the memory of being messed up by the medicine finally recovered.

"I got through'magic' information that may take decades or even a hundred years to confirm what kind of information, and gave it to Dr. A and B. According to him, what kind of edible food laboratory products are It can be produced in the last few days. At that time, these foods can be used to differentiate the Ghoul species. After all, not all Ghoul species want to fight against humans. They have to "prey" simply because they have no choice. It can be said that they use food. It is possible to reduce or even instigate a large number of'enemies'. It can be said that the pressure on CCG will be much less. At that time, we can also supervise the Ghoul species, and since there is a way to turn humans into a semi-Ghoul, there is also a natural way. The only problem with turning Ghoul into human beings is that we don’t have enough time, and the emergence of'food' will give us enough time..."

It can be said that Reale is the only person in the world who knows all of Lancer's plans. Even Reale Wu Xu only knows part of it, or guesses part of it.

After listening to all of Lancer's plans, Jin Hu also fell silent.

Although it sounds ridiculous, but everyone knows that Lancer’s idea is completely infeasible...

"Sorry, my head is a little confused, I want to rest for a while."

Lancer nodded when he saw Makito Akatsuki holding his head. He knew that he had said too much at a time and the other party needed enough time to understand and digest. At this time, a person's calm thinking is actually More suitable for her.

"You can sleep in my room first. I sleep in the living room."

After speaking, Lancer also directly opened the door of his room, and Mato Akatsuki nodded with complicated eyes and walked in.

"Crack~"

Lancer couldn't help sighing when the door was closed.

Not only did the real household know that his head was a bit messy because of the information Lancer gave, but Lancer himself felt a little helpless because of the unplanned development.

'Forget it, practice guns.'

Take out the steel spear for practice, Lancer from the weapon box and set up a gun stand in the living room...

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ps: The long-lost PY trading "Life Extractor" master's new book "Hello, what about magic props?"

Because the introduction is too long, so I will briefly summarize the morals-in short, it is a story of a salesman traveling through the world to sell magic items

Chapter 53 The Gentleman's Lancer

Mato Hou, who was lying directly on the bed, felt a little confused in her head. Her reason told her that she should not trust Lancer just because of Lancer's words. After all, this is a problem related to the entire world. How can it be solved so simply? of?

But her instinct told him that Lancer's actions might have gradually changed the world, and his plan might really succeed...

Sensibility and rationality are constantly intertwined, and the irritable she simply picked up the quilt on the side and covered her face, but then she blushed and pushed the quilt away. It was obvious that the not strong smell on the quilt enveloped her. The feeling made her feel a little overwhelmed.

Even more confused, she bit her lip and walked to Lancer's closet. She was relieved when she saw a few unopened clothes, but then she began to hesitate again.

Is it okay to do it yourself?Shouldn't it matter?After all, Lancer said he was a gentleman...

On the other side, Lancer, who was putting the gun stand at this time, was also taken aback when he saw the door of his room opened.

"dawn?"

"I want to take a shower first."

After speaking, she walked into the bathroom holding a few bags of unopened clothes.

Lancer, who heard the other party's words, just nodded and continued to practice his gun.

The so-called gun stand is actually to put the muscles on the body in a tight state through a special posture. It can be said that it is the most common exercise method among gun practitioners, and it also has a special function—————— exercise spirit.

Physical exhaustion can make the trainer unconsciously concentrate, and Lancer needs this function.

"Wow~"

Because Lancer lives in a staff dormitory under CCG, and as a CCG investigator, he needs to wash his body when practicing at home, but it is a pity that CCG does not seem to consider the sound insulation function. After all, this does not seem to make any sense. , But for Lancer, his powerful five senses are simply a torment.

He deliberately reduced his five senses, and even tried to divert his attention through the gun frame, but——————

"Crack~crack~"

The sound of raindrops falling on his heart made his body feel extremely restless.

At the same time, the eyes that were looking straight ahead actually moved slowly towards the place where the sound of water came from...

"Huh~!"

The steel spear slammed through the air. The wind brought up even the coffee table in the room shook. Fortunately, he just used it as a resting place, so he didn’t buy any decorations. It's about to fall to pieces.

But with his back to the bathroom door, he didn't even think about these things.

His mind is full of unscrupulous Mado-Hou who is getting wet by the shower...

'What on earth am I thinking? The reason why Akatsuki is taking a bath here is because of her trust in me. How can I think about it!'

It's a pity that no matter how hard he tried, those strange pictures still appeared in his mind. Lancer only felt deeply self-blaming about this.

The original reason Lancer wanted to change the world was because his teacher and his friends lived in this world. For him, they were his initial fetters, and he himself would never allow others to hurt them. Even he himself is no exception, so in his opinion, the behavior of his own teacher and daughter to supplement his benefactor is something that a bastard might not do.

The strange images in his mind kept colliding with his sense of responsibility, which even made him forget for a while that the passage of time was just a gun stand.

But at this moment——————

"Crack~!"

The door to the bathroom was opened, and Lancer shook unconsciously.

'it is finally over.'

But before he could breathe a sigh of relief, he saw a figure in a white shirt walking past him.

"Crack~"

The door was closed, and Lancer, who was holding the spear in his hand, had several questions in his mind.

The angle of view caused Lancer to only see the back of the real householder, but his shirt, which was obviously a few yards of real householder, put on the other party's body, but this caused a very serious problem. Does household know how to wear fat times?

Because the shirt size is too large, the hem has been dragged to the well-known thigh, and there is only a piece of white flowers and nothing at all.

This can't help but remind Lancer of a very famous conjecture-Schrodinger's cat.

But now it should be'A real fat time?'

"Pouch~!!!"

The ice-like arm pressed on his face to force himself to cool down, and the result was a barely visible mist, but it seems that the physical cooling effect is not ideal?