Skill extraction starting from Dragon Clan

Ding.

The sound of arrival came from the splendid elevator. Zheng Shu looked at the door in front of him and pushed it open and walked in.

The lobby of Lebra's headquarters, which used to be quite lively, seemed empty today. It was a holiday after all, so Klaus was the only one sitting at the table, processing a thick stack of documents in front of him.

"Hey, Klaus, are you still working?"

"Zheng Shu, are you here?"

Looking into the light, I couldn't see clearly Klaus' eyes under his glasses, but judging from the raised corners of his mouth, he seemed to be in a good mood.

"Didn't you say you wanted to go out for a walk? Why are you back so soon?"

"Fortunately, I met Leo on the road and beat up a few gangsters to let off some steam. Now I feel refreshed and can start the experiment again."

Zheng Shu looked at the "foot skins" collected in his personal space, and his desire for scientific research surged again.

"Okay, wait a moment, and after I finish processing these things, I will go to the laboratory and give you permission."

Although Klaus wasn't sure what the connection was between meeting Leo and beating up the gangster, he still smiled and nodded.

Ever since Femto ridiculed the small laboratory he set up at home as rubbish, Zheng Shu has never done any research at home. Whenever he wants to do research, he wanders around like a street kid and borrows laboratories.

Unfortunately, I don't know what happened to the elder Alul El. Not to mention the people, even the castle has disappeared, so Zheng Shu could only give up.

As for Femto, that guy has been mysterious recently and no one knows where he has gone, so Zheng Shu could only come to Lebra to borrow a laboratory for research in a short period of time.

"You seem to be in a good mood? Today seems to be a rest day. Why are you still working overtime?" Zheng Shu sat down on the sofa.

"Ah, Stephen wants to have a party at his home today. He is usually under too much pressure at work and it is difficult for him to get together with his friends, so I asked him to go back first."

Klaus still looked cheerful, seemingly happy that his friend could relax.

Looking at this guy, Zheng Shu even felt that the light in his soul was a bit dazzling.

Where did he come from? !

"There's a party at Stephen's house...then you won't attend?"

"No, I'm clumsy and not good at words, so I won't disturb their enjoyment."

"Huh?" Zheng Shu blinked and noticed something was wrong, "Is anyone else going to the party?"

"It seems not. Although he sent invitations to other colleagues in the association, Leonardo seems to have a part-time job, so he can't go. Zapp seems to have sternly refused. I don't know why he is so resistant to the party." Crow Si said naively.

"Ah...Zapp, it's normal. This guy probably doesn't know where he is attending the eagle party right now."

"Actually, it's normal. In addition to their work partners, each of them also has their own friends in life. The party Stephen held at home this time was mainly to invite those friends." Klaus continued to deal with his hands work.

Right, all right.

Zheng Shu leaned on the sofa and looked into the distance through the window, seeming to see Stephen preparing for a party at home.

If Zheng Shu remembers correctly, he should have seen this plot in the original work.

How to evaluate it?

Can his thing really be considered a gathering of friends? After all, there are still some real wines in the winery. Stephen doesn’t have a single real friend at this party!

All the "friends" who went to the party were spies who had used biological and chemical weapons to modify their limbs and tried to take them hostage.

"I hope one night can calm Stephen's mind, otherwise those idiots will be angry the next day." Zheng Shu muttered in a low voice.

"What's wrong?"

"No, it's nothing."

Rumble...

There was a sudden slight vibration in the room, and the huge sound attracted the attention of the two people. Through the window, they saw the giant thing passing through the city in the distance.

"The giant Count Gigafort Massif, did you actually pass through here on today's trip? You are really lucky." Klaus pushed up his glasses.

"Then I'm really lucky today. I met Leo once when I was shopping with him just now." Zheng Shu said happily.

This giant can be regarded as a unique sight in Helsalemzli. After all, although the opponent is scary in size, he actually has a very docile personality.

Many tourists who come here feel lucky because they can occasionally witness spectacular sights. Over time, this giant has become a symbol similar to a shooting star or a four-leaf clover.

"I met the giant twice in a row in one day. It seems that I am very lucky today. Maybe there will be a breakthrough in the experiment."

"Without further delay, let me go and give you access to the laboratory first!"

Zheng Shu himself was just teasing, but Klaus seemed to take it seriously. He immediately put down his work and prepared to leave in a hurry with Zheng Shu.

"No, that's not the case."

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On the other side, Zapp, who woke up from the "wonderful simple meal" and was puffing away, also encountered his own incident.

There is a girl named Tracy who has cat dependence. She was originally agitated because her cat was lost, but she immediately exploded after encountering Zap's merciless complaints.

She used the Banalukadis curse passed down from her family to cast a curse on Barrett on Zap's lower body.

If Zapp can't find the cat within thirteen hours, his Barrett will explode on the spot!

"No! Stop it!"

Zap, who had just woken up and was still vomiting, was a little slow, so that before he could react, he found that his Barrett had begun to flash.

"Look at the good deeds you've done for this devil!"

"Stop talking nonsense here and find me quickly!" The girl in cool clothes kicked the naked Zap out of the door without hesitation. "You can't find it within 13 hours. You are proud of it." The infinite ammunition machine gun is about to explode, it’s funny to think about it!”

Under such a terrifying threat, Zapp, who was still under the influence of the drug, could only drag his half-dead body out to look for the cat he had never seen before.

"This is hell!!!"

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…

In the peaceful chaos, on a deserted road in Hersalemz, Femto was slowly moving in the thick fog in a white dress.

On the bench next to the path, King Despair was sitting there and saw that the person coming was Femto, and acted a little strangely: "Huh?"

"What do you mean by that expression? You obviously asked me to come here." Feimu Tuo felt a little unhappy when he heard his questioning tone.

"No, my name is obviously Alekira, okay!" The Despair King didn't want to argue, after all, his attention was on another thing now, "Where's Alekira?"

"I'm busy now."

The two looked at each other in silence for a moment, before King Despair said in a tone that could not be heard with joy or anger:

"Oh, really. So you came here for her?"

"That's right, because I'm super free!"

"..."

The two sides stared at each other in silence for a moment again. If I were an ordinary person, I might feel embarrassed when encountering such a situation. Unfortunately, both sides are freaks immersed in their own world, so there is no special feeling.

"Tell me, what do you want from Alikira? Maybe I can help you with it?"

"No, it's impossible. Only she can make that thing."

Femto was unhappy when he heard this: "Huh?! Are you looking down on my skills?"

The Despair King glanced at him: "Okay, if you want to say that... I hope to make a device that can simultaneously obtain the vision of God's prosthetic eye. Can you do it?"

"I'd better help you ask when she is free." Femto changed his words at the speed of light.

"You are too decisive to give in!"

"There is no way, no way, this is not something I am good at."

Femto laughed, then stretched out a hand to stroke his chin, looking up and down at the King of Despair.

"But it's really rare. Are you very interested in the boy with prosthetic eyes?"

"Hmph!" With a cold snort, King Despair stood up from his chair, "I'm very interested!"

"That's really a pity. I really can't help you." Femto spread his hands and turned around to leave.

"...Forget it, I made a reservation at a nice restaurant. Since you're already here, do you want to go? Let me treat you."

The Despair King sighed. After knowing each other for so many years, he had become somewhat immune to Femto's off-the-line character.

"Of course! I'm looking forward to it."

(Last month’s monthly tickets were 550, which translates to 11,000 words.)