Knights Don’t Need a Youth Love Story

If it can greatly improve his strength, let alone dye his head, you make him bald. . . . .

Forget it, this is still a bit too forced.

After a few casual chats, several people went to do their own things separately.

Gojo Satoru had signed the contract before, and he would stay here in Chiba for a while.

He himself prefers to go to Tokyo to have a look, mainly to learn more about the structure of the agency.

Princess Suye Liz just finished her nap, and is now habitually strolling around the research institute.

Most of the members of the institute are used to it.

Everyone's senses are good for this princess, well, except for the containment.

If the guy Sakata Gintoki is not surprised, he is probably going to eat some sweets to add sugar.

This guy hasn't become a diabetic until now. I really should thank the doctors at the institute.

Luo Zhen and Irena left together, making noise along the way.

"What the **** is going on with that white hair? It felt quite miserable when it was delivered."

Turning her wand in her hand, Irena asked curiously.

But she saw the tragic situation of Regulus.

The robes covered with dust and blood can still vaguely see the original color, and the twisted limbs seem to make people feel cold behind.

If it weren't for the shielding of the clothes, maybe you could see the pierced bones.

Thinking of that white-haired appearance, Irena couldn't help rubbing her arms.

What the **** did that guy do to be beaten like that?

"That's a pretty dangerous guy."

Walking on the left side of Irena, Luo Zhen said seriously:

"He actually used his limbs to attack the soles of my feet."

"This joke is not funny at all."

Raising her eyebrows, Irena complained.

This guy also makes pretty silly jokes sometimes.

"Seriously, this guy is pretty dangerous, especially for a girl like you."

Luo Zhen didn't seem to care much about Irena's complaints.

He also knew that he was a man with no sense of humor.

Or is it more appropriate for humor bacteria?

You also can't expect a serious person to spit out funny jokes.

"Danger?"

"Um."

Rozen explained:

"That guy has the power to designate a nearby woman as his 'wife'."

"What a disgusting ability."

Hearing this, Irena's face turned green.

For a pure girl, this ability is too disgusting, right?

After all, such a disgusting ability should not exist!

What kind of pervert can have such perverted and vulgar ability.

After noticing Irena's green face, Luo Zhen continued:

"This guy is said to have a total of 291 wives, and due to his own reasons, all wives have always been virgins?"

Luo Zhen's words are obviously quite inductive.

Regulus was not interested in those wives because he had already called himself a 'desireless person' because of his own power. Of course, it was also possible that in his eyes, these wives were just tools used to bear side effects.

But to others, it seemed like Regulus had his own flaws.

However, Luo Zhen felt that there was nothing wrong with what he said.

A flawed brain is a flaw.

This is far more serious than a physical defect.

If it wasn't for this guy being too dangerous, Luo Zhen would have wanted to send this guy to a mental hospital for his performance.

If this is cured, won't I get a Nobel Prize in Medicine?

"Tsk, disgusting guy."

After listening to Luo Zhen's words, Irena's face could no longer be described as gloomy.

If Regulus appeared in front of her, he might have been attacked immediately by her.

"So you don't want to go near that place? Otherwise it will be very troublesome."

If Regulus does reassign a wife, his level of intractability will skyrocket.

Although for Luo Zhen, it is completely useless.

"Thank you for your concern, I will never go there in my life."

At this time, Irena has secretly marked that area as a forbidden area in her heart.

It's impossible to get close to that place in this lifetime.

Chapter 187 This time it must be

As we all know, time flies very fast when people focus on one thing.

Sakamoto understands this.

Recently, he has devoted most of his energy to the study of the institute.

In the process, he did learn a lot of things that he had never been exposed to before.

This made him feel exhausted but also very satisfied.

Although there was no pressure in his previous life, he also felt that there was no real feeling.

Now he feels very full.

"Can foul language reduce pain to some extent?"

Looking at the information in his hand, Sakamoto pushed up his glasses with some doubts.

At first glance, this seems like an excuse some people make for their foul language.

But actually it's not.

A research team has tested that in some cases, foul language can actually reduce pain to some extent.

Maybe this is just an illusion, but pain itself is a more responsible feeling.

So it doesn't really make sense.

Keeping this in mind, Sakamoto turned to the next page.

Sakamoto personally felt that the day when he might not be able to use this knowledge point.

At hand, the wasp lay quietly on the table.

Although there has been no chance of a fight recently, the Hornets feel that they don't care.

For it, containment, anomalies, and it don't really care.

Seriously, it's something to be contained.

All it wants is to prove that it is no worse than any other insect meter.

"Good morning, Ah Yin."

Gojo Satoru, who was carrying a paper bag in his hand, said to Sakata Ginshi with a smile.

Maybe it's because they're both white-haired and they both like sweets, the two have been getting close recently.

At first, it was just a simple discussion of sweets. Later, the two found that each other was very interested in their own appetites.

So the friendship between the two quickly increased, and now Sakata Gintoki can take Wujo Satoru to play small steel balls.

Gojo Satoru, who used to be a busy man, also enjoys this leisurely fishing life.

The invitation to Sakata Gintoki can be said to be an invitation.

Go as long as you call me.

Luo Zhen felt that if these two got old, maybe they would become the kind of fishing guy who carries fishing rods every day.

In order not to fly directly into the river to catch fish.

"Oh! It's Satoru."

Sakata Ginshi, who had just taken off his battle suit, turned his head in surprise and said to Gojo Satoru.

It's not that the relationship between the two is really that good.

And Gojo Satoru would bring him some sweets every time he came.

"Three-colored dumplings, do you want it?"

"Of course I do."

Unceremoniously, he took out a three-colored dumpling from the paper bag in Gojo Satoru's hand, and Sakata Gintoki couldn't wait to stuff it into his mouth.

Holding the empty lottery in his hand, Sakata Ginshi asked vaguely:

"When are you going to go to Tokyo?"

Due to Gojo Satoru's personal wishes, the agency will transfer Gojo Satoru to the research institute in Tokyo soon.

Gojo Satoru understands that he has to wait until this matter.

"I don't know, it should take a while, right?"

Gojo Satoru, who also picked up a bunch of three-color dumplings to eat, said.

Sakata Gintoki expressed dismay at this.

If Gojo Satoru was gone, there would be no free sweets to eat.

Although his salary is not bad, what is he doing without free food?

He Sakata Gintoki is not that kind of polite person.

His eyes returned to Luo Zhen's side.

"Luo Zhen! Look at the copy I wrote!"

An Yilun, who was waving a stack of paper in his hand, also said excitedly.

After he got home, he checked a lot of information and decided to try writing a copy first.

If not, think of another way.

"emmmm..."

Luo Zhen, who was lying on the table in a daze, showed a complicated expression when he heard the words.

Why on earth are you able to maintain such an optimistic attitude?

Whether it's your game or my attitude towards you.

For most high school students, there are few obstacles to overcome.

Luo Zhen even saw two girls fight in the classroom on the first day, and the two looked desperate.

As a result, a week later, we have a good look.

At that time, Luo Zhen was completely stupid.