I, the Equipment Forger

"Smart named after the names of the nine ancient goddesses of literature and art in mythology, that old man is really wicked. But... the weapons of our countermeasures are also made by him, right?" Isayama Koizumi looked down at his blade, "The Lion King '

"Well... Miss Huang Quan, you came to our side, and you probably don't know about it for less than a year. Mr. Hu Che rejected us in the early stage, but he took the initiative to cooperate with us in the later stage.

We have always wanted to know about these weapons that can eliminate traces of monsters!It's a pity... that gentleman is not willing to hand over the technology in his hand. "

"……Eh?"

"However, some people from countermeasures divisions around the world have also raised strange opinions. Mr. Huche's real secret may be hidden in the unpublished intelligence of "Oterpe". If we find Oterpe, maybe You can find Mr. Huche's technique of enchanting these weapons. "

When Isayama Koizumi heard this sentence, his expression froze slightly, and he looked into the mansion.

The young man's calm posture, and when she purified the monster's corpse later, the monster's wound was filled with ferocious flesh and blood that seemed to be torn apart by sawtooth.

Could the so-called secret be in the hands of that boy?

She was full of doubts—

However, as a woman with a good family education, she is not easy to talk too much.

As for the dagger "Lion King" in her hand, she can suppress the power of it with enchanting technology and make it completely for her own use. She still has a basic sense of respect for Mr. Huche, whom she has only met once.

Especially when the other party died abnormally, leaving only the only blood relative, she felt that it was better not to make the boy's life more troublesome.

"For the time being, let's monitor this area for 10 days, and try to get the children under the age of 20 with high "spiritual vision" nearby to use various channels to transfer to the metropolis, otherwise it will become more troublesome here. "Isayama Huangquan said.

"Yes!"

……

Accompanied by the figures of Isayama Koizumi and others, they completely disappeared.

Inside the mansion, Liu Gongliang stood in front of the window sill, holding a glass of water, and the buzzing sound behind him indicated the end of the communication.

"So that's what happened... My grandfather created other intelligences besides you... Euterpe."

Miss Smart Butler said that she didn't know anything: "I don't know about this, sir. I was not created by your grandfather, but a basic auxiliary intelligence that was exchanged in a credit exchange."

"Isn't my grandfather a fraudster, who completely covered up a mythical story and fooled professional troops from various countries?" Liu Gongliang whispered.

And... From the conversation between Isayama Koizumi and the support staff of the Supernatural Countermeasures Division, Rokunomiya probably had an understanding of his grandfather's personality.

That's probably a person who is born with the label of 'making trouble' and can't sit still——

However, it is expected that those behaviors that seem abnormal to other people are somewhat similar to the things he wanted to do but didn't do in the last world.

My maternal grandfather... I am afraid that he is also a [-]-year-old boy with full skill points!

"But they guessed right, grandfather hid the forger system... from you."

"That's not true, sir. I'm just a caretaker, like an auxiliary .EXE program in a computer, and the forger is the main operating system." Miss Smart Butler said.

"Okay. Then you should know the truth about your grandfather's death? At this time, it's time to announce it."

"Sir, according to the user regulations. I can't provide relevant information about the removal of the predecessor. For example, if the previous users of the forger are all dead, and I can tell you directly, it will only cause you The current panic." She said with reason and evidence, making Liu Gongliang's expression a little dark.

"Sir, you can join the countermeasures department. As a local hidden armed department, there should be a lot of materials to improve your own survival rate. Not only that, but you can also investigate your grandfather's information... strongly recommended!"

The third update~

The next update is at 5:[-]~!

Chapter 164? Come on, start smashing the imperial pillars of this world!

Join the Supernatural Countermeasures Division?

joke!

He managed to get out of the state of a tool man of the integration movement, so how could he become a pawn for another force.

What's more, the situation in this main world is extremely complicated. On the premise that Isayama Huangquankou basically confirms the existence of Cthulhu Outer God, Liu Gongliang feels that it is better to develop as a Voldemort dog for the time being.

Do not participate, do not join, do not expose!

Quietly waiting for Tallulah to send him information next, the refreshed mission goes to another world, until the end of the world...

Silently making this decision in his heart, Liu Gongliang quickly ended the conversation with Miss Smart Housekeeper, picked up the quilt in the room that was no longer liveable, and went to the sofa in the living room to fall asleep.

Waking up, it must be another peaceful life, right?

……

The next day, 9 am.

Bathed in the warm sunshine of winter again, there is a breeze outside the opened window of the living room.

"Frost Star, Cold Winter...Farewell!" Accompanied by a terrifying scene, Liu Gongliang woke up from his long-lost sleep.

Hugging the quilt, Liu Gongliang sat up from the sofa, with some residual memories of yesterday.

The scene in front of me is finally no longer Chernobog's good product workshop, and finally there is no oppression from Tallulah, and the noise from Ethan and a few live treasures is also gone.

A faint sense of emptiness hit, Liu Gongliang shook his head in a sense of loss, and exhaled a deep breath.

"Was that a dream just now? Shuang Xing and Lin Dong became captives of the Queen of the Terra World respectively. My essence cannot be the type that expects to be suppressed by women..." Liu Gongliang said to himself, and was very satisfied with this dream. It just feels weird.

"Good morning, sir. It's 8:[-] a.m. Tokyo time. The weather is sunny and the ultraviolet radiation is moderate. According to your body, it's a good time to go out for exercise."

The voice of Miss Smart Butler came from my mind.