Chapter 924 - Return in Force
Chapter 924 of "Demi-human Girls Completion Manual" begins revealing exciting developments: "You should be glad Iâm not an angel that messes with the transaction contents. According... Donât stop now!
"You should be glad Iâm not an angel that messes with the transaction contents. According to our deal, I could easily throw you out of the Holy Land for you to fend for yourself... But this is indeed the last thing left. Below the Holy Land is the ocean, and even if you go down, you wonât be able to go far. Follow them to the Tree Continent, help them complete the birthdays, report back to me, and you can go wherever you want."Afterward, Michael tossed the prosthetic hand placed next to him to Mikhail, adding,
"Iâve modified your prosthetic, but your mental illness stems from the inherent fragility of human nerves unable to adapt, related to your own experiences as well. After wearing the prosthetic, donât use it frequently if you donât want to go crazy again."
"...Thank you."
Mikhail was silent for a moment, then lifted the prosthetic, and in Tangze Asukaâs extremely surprised gaze, he attached it to the interface hidden beneath the white robe. With a crisp sound, the mechanical lines on Mikhailâs face began to glow bit by bit, and some phantom subtitles appeared before his eyes.
"Hoo..."
Mikhail let out a sigh of relief, his robust mechanical right arm rotating in several circles, making Tangze Asukaâs eyes light up like stars. This handsome mechanical arm immediately reminded her of the sleek designs like Gundam or the Unit-01... Though she was a girl, she actually didnât like animations like Sailor Moon; she preferred this kind of animation.
Fisher looked at the phantom subtitles with slightly constricted pupils, as he was suddenly surprised to find that the interface Mikhail saw was about ninety percent similar to the one in his Demi-human Girls Completion Manual, except that only he could see his page...
Even though Fisher had felt before that the contributors to the Demi-human Girls Completion Manual had a significant interest in dark humor, otherwise she wouldnât have joined the Creation Society without copying their naming method to create a quirky manual, even constructing the interface according to Mikhailâs instrument.
"This prosthetic, so cool."
Mikhail stretched his prosthetic and took the prosthetic eye but didnât put it on, only storing it in his pocket,
That thing was his microcomputer, but placing it inside would significantly increase his will threshold, potentially causing him to relapse; therefore, thereâs no need to install it for now.
Mikhail was honestly quite surprised in his silent moments. When usually installing this prosthetic, if there wasnât a barrier agent to inhibit the prostheticâs invasion of the nerves, it would continually push the will threshold closer to 60%, but after Michaelâs modification, the will threshold only reached 34%, a problem that had troubled the company for over a decade without finding a solution...
But he didnât speak rashly to inquire with the angel before him, maintaining silence.
"Ha, itâs indeed hard to imagine with human thinking... Helair, hereâs a bit of that can be used for storage; you can have it as well. The birthday gift is also here, already placed in this Time-Space Capsule."
As usual, the gift prepared by the Holy Land was always provided by Michael, and this time was no exception.
"Thank you, thank you, ah, this is indeed generous..."
Helair stepped forward and caught a few round Holy Objects floating mid-air, his joyful, smiley demeanor clearly showing that this thing was exceptionally precious. Still, Fisher, unaware of the Holy Objectsâ value, didnât have time to pay attention to them because suddenly, an odd heart palpitating sensation struck his chest again.
"Thump! Thump! Thump!"
His heartbeat sounded like thunder in his ears, and only now with this sensation occurring a second time, Fisher became firmly certain of its source...
Meanwhile, Michaelâs pupils subtly twisted with everything arranged before Fisher. As Fisher exhibited his anomaly, Michael instantly looked at him, as if seeing something strange.
He furrowed his brows and, subconsciously, spoke,
"Death?"
In Michaelâs eyes, the death rules always entwining around Fisher were distorting bit by bit, becoming bizarre and unique, yet immensely weighty and lethal, even making him feel frightened.
The death relentlessly pursuing Fisher, at this moment, seemed, for some unknown reason, to return with an even mightier momentum.