God judge she is poisonous [Comprehensive]

Jiuyang withdrew his gaze from the window, turned his head and glanced flatly at the floor.

——At this moment, if someone stands at the position of Jiuyang, at the height of Jiuyang, and looks in that direction through the perspective, he will definitely see the backs of Hachisuka and Foxanosuke who are discussing.

"It's on the first floor."

After confirming that Hachisuka and Foxanosuke were both downstairs, and that there was no tendency to come up to "check the bedroom", Jiuyang curled his lips in satisfaction.But just to be cautious, she stretched out her almost transparent white fingertips, snapped her fingers, and a layer of illusion barrier appeared, firmly covering the entire living room, ensuring that if anyone came in, she would immediately notice it, and You will only see her sleeping peacefully.

After the preparations were completed, the figure in the room disappeared instantly.

The next second, Jiuyang suddenly appeared in front of the door of the forging room, and gently pushed open the door of the forging room.

She took a step forward and walked in calmly like a healthy person. The skirt she brought up before walking fluttered rhythmically, creating small arcs in the air.

If Jiuyang's lower body was covered, no one would think of her lack of calves, and would only think that she was a normal person, walking in a normal, ordinary way.

The door closed quietly after she left.

The dim vision suddenly brightened, and Jiuyang's pure black eyes, which could not be calmer, were stained with a little bit of treachery.

I saw that the ordinary, even a little funny forge room during the day had changed beyond recognition.

Of the four "forging knives tables" that were originally standing, two escaped and stayed in place trembling, and one of the remaining ones was completely dismembered, and the scattered parts were scattered according to the model and size. different, neatly placed in the corner.

——The head of the swordsmith villain is particularly obvious, it is set aside by itself.

The space in the room that was originally occupied by this knife forging table was released, making the space seem much more spacious.

"Failed?" Jiuyang raised his eyebrows, "Current affairs are still a bit capable."

She naturally set her sights on the last forging table next to her.

The golden color that has always symbolized light cannot give people a bright feeling at this moment. Wisps of light golden mist swim in the forging table. They disassemble the metal shell and glass windows of the forging table, and get into the body of the little swordsmith. , separated the swordsmith's head, body, and limbs, and connected the separated bodies through themselves and through the light golden mist.

If it weren't for the fact that the swordsmith Honmaru is lifeless and just a mass-produced mechanical product, then this scene is a living scene full of weird dismemberment.

Jiuyang carefully looked at the swordsmith who was still struggling because of his own programming, and a few golden lights flashed in his eyes.

"It is not a factor that affects the result of forging."

After making a judgment, Jiuyang directed the golden mist to put down the sword maker villain, and turned around to explore other things.

"Let me see, where is [structural analysis] analyzed?"

[Structural analysis] is a technique created by Jiuyang and her brother. The purpose is to analyze the internal and external structures of objects, and then detect the connection structure between objects, so as to thoroughly analyze its principles and perfectly replicate them.

Once this technique is used, it can be analyzed without the presence of the caster, but the efficiency is not as high as when the caster is present.

After a lot of practice, Jiuyang and her brother have perfected the technique many times.Today, [Structural Analysis] analysis of ordinary objects does not require the presence of Jiuyang and others, and the operation itself can be completed by itself.

So when she left the forging room in the afternoon, she set up the spell.

But it was just such a technique that still satisfied Jiu Yang stumbled on the knife forging platform.

Jiuyang's evaluation of current affairs improved a little, and then she rolled up her sleeves and went to bed by herself.

"There is no problem with the outer metal shell and the glass shell...Huh? The metal shell is wrapped in the extract of the furnace? Oh, this is also a problem...Knife aside, the furnace...There is a lot inside the furnace...in the cooling water Elements are slightly different from ordinary water? Ah, the royal letters used to increase the lucky value of forging knives...there are also sayings where they are hung..."

Jiuyang, who was immersed in the happy splitting and studying the forging table, had bright eyes. At first she stood in front of the forging table, but later felt that she needed spiritual power to maintain standing (after all, she is a disabled person?), so she simply sat on the ground, Command the pale golden mist to lower a series of parts, and then sink into the sea of ​​parts again with his eyes shining.

Material, size, model, inlay, link...

Time passed bit by bit, the moon gradually set, and the rising sun slowly faded away.

Jiuyang wandered tirelessly in her favorite and habitual fields, she forgot to sleep, forgot that she was not in her laboratory, and forgot that there were other people in this pill.

"Owner?"

As soon as Jiuyang, who was immersed in the research, stopped, did she hear someone talking?

"Master Jiuyang is still up?"

A second, different, thin voice came, and Jiu Yang finally came back to her senses. She turned her head and tapped her head a little annoyed.

Look what she did?Why do you forget everything when you are so excited?

"Master was very tired yesterday."

Hachisuka lowered his head and stared at Foxanosuke, lowered his voice, "Besides, the master just came to a new environment, it's normal not to get used to it."

Foxnosuke glanced at the sun hanging high in the sky outside the window, and whispered obediently, "Yeah."

Got it, got it, I won’t say that your master gets up late and sleeps late, even if I want to say it, I say it in my heart, how can I really say it o(︶︿︶)o

At this moment, everyone standing outside the door of Jiuyang's room and outside the illusion enchantment arranged by Jiuyang is safe and sound, and no one has the idea of ​​directly entering the room.

Fox Nosuke didn't want to make it so annoying to the god judge.

Hachisuka is based on the difference between men and women, and the owner's privacy needs to be respected.

But no matter what, their move succeeded in saving Jiu Yang a little effort.

In the knife forging room, Jiuyang got up from the ground, raised his hands and stretched comfortably, and his muscles and bones made slight noises.

She waved her hand, and the neatly arranged parts in the corner flew over to form a forging table one by one. It looked the same as the original one. As for whether it can be used... Anyway, the person who used it was Jiuyang, what's the matter? It's easy to make up for the mistakes.

Then, she turned her head and looked at the last forging table she had studied all night. After thinking for a while, she didn't put it together directly and roughly, but arranged an illusion on it——in the eyes of others, this is a perfect crane machine version of the forging table. The knife table, in her eyes, is the real brand new forging table with more than half assembled.

A forging table that has been researched and modified by her.

"Hachisuka, come in."

Teleporting back to the living room, closing the window, sitting on the bed, Jiu Yang shouted.

"excuse me."

Hachisuka stepped into the door under the bright sunlight, and what he saw was Jiuyang's bright smile.

What will I forge?or life?

It's really worth looking forward to.