Shirou clone 3000 million

Tianlong Shilang sighed lightly, and continued:

"I separated from Zhepu and Sanji in Rogue Town. After all, it was agreed to only go to the East China Sea. But now that Zhepu is gone, I always feel that the food level has plummeted."

"Ah……"

"What do you mean? What I said is the truth."

"People who don't know how to use their own advantages are no different from the little ones in kindergarten."

"Advantage?"

Tianlong Shilang pondered for a few seconds, and several ideas gradually rose in his mind, but he was not sure if this was what Sakurai meant.

"I get it roughly. What do you mean, let me try to cook by myself?"

"shake hands."

Sakurai Shiro sighed speechlessly, stretched out his right hand, and shook him lightly.

The next moment, Sakurai's thoughts instantly flowed into the mind of Tianlong Shiro.

"It's not about cooking by yourself, but using your status to recruit powerful chefs."

"I admit that Zhe Pu's culinary skills are good, but to say that he is the best in the world, you are too underestimating the people in the world."

"If you don't know what to do, you can try to hold a competition for the best chef in the world. The winner can get a lot of money, precious kitchen utensils, recipes from another world, and the title of God of Cooking."

good idea!

Tianlong Shilang's eyes lit up, and he nodded repeatedly.

Some are for fame, some for wealth, and some for a higher level of culinary skills.

In life, there will always be one or two things you care about.

Holding the World's Best Chef Contest will definitely recruit many powerful chefs.

Perhaps, you can also try to hold a competition for the number one swordsman in the world.

However, Kuina is too weak, and now that the competition is held, she is just a spectator.Two years later, it won't be too late to hold it after she becomes a swordsman.

"As expected of you, you have such a good brain, why didn't I think of such a way?"

……

Ghoul world.

"Even if you are all yourself, there are all kinds of differences."

Sitting in the living room, Shirou opened a can of Coke and thought while drinking:

Everyone has a different personality and mind.

If everything wasn't shared all the time, the difference would have been greater.

After a can of Coke, Shirou left the room, walked slowly along the street, and soon entered a deep alley.

The top priority is to hunt the ghouls, and put the corpses of the ghouls into the white mist space as experimental materials, waiting for other Shirou to take them away.

All that's left is to wait.

It may be a day or two, it may be a month or two, or it may be longer.

"Well... it doesn't matter how fast or slow, I'm not a ghoul anyway."

"Have it!"

Shirou stopped and looked expressionlessly at a middle-aged man who was eating in the distance, with his right hand unconsciously placed on his belt.

The next moment, he suddenly realized that he didn't seem to need to use Quink as a weapon now.

Compared with Quinke, the skates are sharper.

"Forget it, let's use it. Such a long-standing habit can't be changed in a hurry."

"White pigeon!!"

The middle-aged ghoul yelled loudly, and ran to the other side of the deep alley in panic, ignoring the need to continue eating.

The belt in Shirou's hand instantly turned into a two-meter thin knife. With a light swipe, the light of the knife flashed across the ghoul's legs, causing him to fall to the ground with a thud.

"Ah...! I... I don't want to die yet, let me go."

"Heh... what you said, it seems that the mutilated corpse wants to die."

"I...my daughter is still young. If I'm not here, she will definitely not be able to survive. Please, let you go."

"Sorry, if you want to resent, then resent yourself for being in this hellish world."

The light of the knife passed across the neck of the ghoul, and the head fell to the ground with a soft sound.

"First."

Shirou's thoughts moved slightly, and the ice instantly covered the ghoul's body, turning his body into ice cubes.

With a wave of his hand, the ice cube entered the white mist space.

"Go on, today's goal is ten corpses of ghouls."

Although Shirou is not a scientific researcher, but from Mizukage's own memory, he knows that a lot of materials are needed to do experiments.

Therefore, the more corpses of ghouls, the better.

"By the way, if a potion to restore ghouls to humans is really developed, who will use it is a question."

Those ghouls who committed the most heinous crimes must naturally be cleaned up, and they are not within the scope of salvation.

But in such a crazy and desperate world, which ghoul can guarantee that he has never attacked humans except those people like Antique?

If the death of the murderer is used as the criterion for judging, every ghoul in the world counts as one, and none of them escaped.

Therefore, another standard must be chosen.

While meditating, Shirou squatted down, and gently touched the blood of the ghouls left on the ground with the tip of his left finger.

At the same time, the mark magic is limited to the whole world—activated.

In the next second, countless red dots appeared in Shirou's eyes.

"Is it really useful? If I choose the first one, I can do it now."

Thousands of clones are separated out, and the ghouls will disappear from the world in a short time.

After hesitating again and again, he sighed lightly:

"Let's wait a little longer. If the drug development fails and is judged to be impossible, then use the first method."

In the next hour or so, Shirou shuttled around every corner of the city, collecting a total of 13 ghoul corpses.

Chapter 110 Eighth, Go Report With Me Tomorrow Morning

Chapter 119 Chapter 110 Chapter [-] Come report with me tomorrow morning

"This is the last one, let's stop here today."

The nearby ghouls have been cleaned up, and the remaining ones are too far away to be worth another trip.

In terms of experimental materials, thirteen are almost enough.

"I hope they can research it as soon as possible."

Compared with the Black Dragon King and Mizukage, Shirou values ​​Tsukimi Shirou's relationship more.

What Sakurai said is correct, Debeel Buster is the overlord of the galaxy, and the level of technology is definitely not as high as that shown in the original work.

Comics are limited by the author's imagination, but in fact, the technology at the level of the overlord of the galaxy may far exceed the scope of human imagination.

"Yofeng?"

On the way home, a small voice suddenly came from a distance.

Yanfeng, this surname is rare, at least Shirou is the only acquaintance with his own surname Yanfeng.

Looking in the direction of the sound, two girls immediately came into view.

They were two twin sisters with the same appearance, hairstyle, and clothes. The biggest difference was the color of their hair.

One has white hair and the other has black hair. Coupled with their outstanding looks, they look extremely conspicuous.

Shirou stared at the two for a few seconds before remembering who they were.

"Heinai? Naibai?"

In the past, when Shirou was still a senior investigator, he went to the investigator academy to teach the students experience.

Because of the similar age, Shirou had a good relationship with all the students at that time.

Later, when he was promoted to a quasi-special investigator, he was transferred from the academy to lead the team and organize ghoul battles.

Adding up before and after, I also stayed in the academy for more than a month.

"Does Teacher Yanfeng still remember us?" An Jiunai was surprised.

"After you were promoted to the quasi-special investigator, we haven't seen you again." Anjiu Hena paused, and said hesitantly, "Long time no see, how are you?"

"I'm fine, but you... have you encountered any difficulties?"

The two of them at this moment looked indescribably tired, and the corners of their clothes were a little dirty.

"us…"

Anjiu Naibai was about to speak, when Anjiu Henai held his shoulder suddenly, and couldn't help but take back the words that came to his lips.

"Why is Teacher Yanfeng here?" Anjiu Hena asked hesitantly.

"My house is nearby, I went out to buy something, and I happened to meet you."

Shirou looked the two of them back and forth, his gaze resting on Kuronai's face.

She seems to be doubting herself, why?

"You don't stay at home at night, what do you run out for? Tokyo at night is very dangerous."

I am a master of art and bold, but these twins are just ordinary people, wandering around the streets at night, they are really not afraid of death.

"We...have no home anymore."

The Anjiu sisters held hands tightly together, looking lonely and sad.

Because it was said at the same time, there was a little stress.

"What's going on? If it's convenient, please tell me." Shirou asked quickly.

In my first life, although I watched an anime called Tokyo Ghoul, my attention was focused on the protagonist at first. Although I vaguely remember who these two are, I really can’t remember what happened to them. Cleared up.

"After my father passed away, our home was taken away by Dr. Garner, and we have lost our place to live."

Anjiu Hena and Naibai looked at each other, and continued:

"We've been on the streets for two days after that."

"Well... I roughly understand."

Shirou nodded slightly, pondered:

"I don't know what method Jiana used to take away your property, but with his shrewdness, it must be legal."

"I will find a way to help you get back your property, but obviously it can't be resolved in a day or two. Before you get your property back, do you want to come to my house?"

"Is it possible?" Anjiu Hena asked cautiously, "Will your family object?"

"I have no family."

Shirou sighed softly, looked at the moon in the sky, and couldn't help but think of himself in other worlds.

"I'm the only one at home. If you don't mind, you can stay as long as you want."

Yasuhiro and Naibai looked at each other, exchanged glances quickly, and bowed at the same time:

"Thank you very much! Teacher Yanfeng."

"You're welcome, it's a trivial matter." Shirou waved his hand indifferently, turned around and said, "Let's go, let's go to the nearby commercial street to buy some clothes and daily necessities."

"Yes! Teacher Yanfeng."

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