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Chapter 230 The ingenious boy will not be injured

To my surprise, my whimsical plan was unanimously approved by Lin, Purbury, Kallen, and Ellie.

An unnamed serf girl who lost her personal freedom——

"Great, great, this job sounds very interesting! What do you need me to do? Sing or dance? ...What, or carry dishes and do hygiene! Okay, okay, at least I don't have to listen to my father's nagging!

The business in the tavern has been really bad recently, and the business in the dormitory upstairs has been even worse. I have never seen the shop overcrowded in my whole life! By the way, Marcus, when can I go to your ranch again?

?”

A girl who keeps chickens with temporary anorexia and wishes to remain anonymous—

"Wow~ Marcus! Thank you for inviting me~ The last three meals a day have only been boiled eggs and eggs with rice, and I can hardly eat! Are you going to cook for us? Can I order food?

Can you make vegetable and meat egg rolls and egg fried rice?...Don’t make fun of me. I have always loved egg dishes. I blame my brother’s cooking for being terrible! Then I will choose a beautiful outfit.

See you tomorrow~... Coco seems to want to get close to you, would you like to hug it?... Coco, stop! That's not an enemy!... Marcus, how are you, Marcus?!

"

A violent alcoholic girl who wishes to remain anonymous—

"I always feel like someone is saying bad things about me behind my back, is it you Marcus? Do you want to die once?... Why is there a wound on your face? Did you fight with someone? Why are you crying?... What? Idol? Then

I'm not interested in growing things!...Huh, I'm very confident in dancing! If I'm not interested, I'm not interested...But if I can drink, I can consider it! And being able to go to the pub openly seems to be very good.

, then I agree!”

A nurse girl who was willing to reveal her name but was forcibly hidden——

"Good morning, Marcus! Are you here to get customized clothes? I'll give them to you right now! Grandma said you can pay whatever price you want... What? Do you want me to help in the cafeteria?... Now

The hospital is not busy, and Dr. Dot also said that I don’t have to go to work at ordinary times. Well, since Kallen, Popley and Lin are all gone, I can’t lose! ...By the way, Marcus, what’s on your face

Why are there injuries, like they were caught by animals? Let me bandage them for you... It hurts a bit to apply the medicine, you have to bear with it... Yes, this medicine was developed by Dr. Dote, and he said that only you can do it.

Take it out, it must be very effective!...Marcus, your face is starting to twitch like this! Are you okay?"

…………

All in all, the results were satisfactory, except that during the process, I was attacked by a certain hen with a martial arts skill of lv.

White mouse.

It is obviously just a trauma medicine. As long as it can reduce inflammation, relieve pain, stop bleeding and heal, why does this murderous doctor pursue rapid healing? Why does he add strange ingredients for whitening and removing freckles?

Adding medicinal materials indiscriminately without considering the mutual conflict of medicinal properties. As soon as the bottle of suspicious essence cream was applied to my face, the left half of my face began to twitch crazily, as if someone was pulling a bow on my nerves and thinking

Let it fly to the sky!

"Gray, what do you think of my clothes?"

That's right, I was admitted to the ward again!

When Ellie saw the wonderful scene of my facial features dancing, she immediately arranged for me to be admitted to the ward for observation to prevent side effects and sequelae.

Then I went to see Dr. Dot to settle the score!

Since Gray's injury had not yet fully recovered, and old Sebala was extremely unreliable, Ellie did not agree with his premature discharge, so she had no choice but to continue living in the hospital ward, dazing out of boredom until she saw me walking in.

This girl is really gentle and considerate, and the most reliable partner in every sense of the word!

At this time, I had put on a new set of custom-made clothes, and my spirit was completely different.

As a police chief, what is the most important thing?

It's majestic!

So how is majesty reflected?

What cannot be understood is majesty.

From an ideological point of view, let alone this small town, even if you look at this planet, I am afraid that no one can compare with my depth of thought. What stands behind me is a great civilization that has spanned five thousand years. The mystery of this civilization is innate

Not to mention five thousand years, I don’t dare to know clearly what happened decades ago. You can imagine how mysterious it was five thousand years ago.

Therefore, physically hiding expressions and movements is a further way for me to express my sense of mystery.

The clothes on my body, apart from the lining and trousers similar to the synthetic fiber clothes I wear, the main thing is the large outer robe.

This robe is similar to the combination of the wizard's robe in Harry Potter and the god's robe in Naruto. It has body-fitting cuffs and a flowing hem. It can not only hide the things you carry, but also wrap your limbs without affecting your body.

Act quickly.

The most important thing about this type of robe-type clothing is concealment. Maybe wearing loose clothes itself does not comply with the principle of concealment. To really conceal yourself, you should wear a philosophical tights like a superhero.

But my identity is that of the town’s police chief. There is no need to be evasive at all. This identity can and must be acted openly and openly in the sun, demonstrating the necessary deterrence. A little arrogance is also allowed!

More importantly, this loose clothes can provide enough cover for my actions. For example, wearing this clothes, the arm armor on my arm is well hidden, even if there are two more parts inside

, and it won’t appear abrupt.

Next time, I can follow the example of the Assassin Brotherhood, use the cover of my sleeves to walk up to the enemy openly, and then quickly harvest the lives and take away the opponent's head.

"Boss, are you sure this is what the Sheriff should wear?"

Gray looked at him with envy for a long time, and finally said these words faintly. From his words, I could hear the jealousy.

"Everything is false, everything is allowed." I silently put on the hood that came with my clothes, and instantly transformed into a veritable hoodie. The first-dimensional right arm armor's stabbing sword instantly popped out, changing my appearance.

Completely hidden under clothing.

Wearing this outfit, I always have the urge to grab a golden apple or assassinate a pope. Maybe it's my misunderstanding?

The advantage of this piece of clothing is that it can provide reliable shielding and protection without affecting the flexibility of wearing it, and it can also be easily put on and taken off by the user.

"I will test it for a period of time and further improve the shortcomings. If the plan is finally determined, I will make one for you. If both of us think it is okay, we can promote it to become the unified clothing of our SCP Foundation."

I encouraged Gray, who was still dressing up like Zhi Zhixiong, "Gelfred, you will still be welcome in the Batcave when you are discharged from the hospital..."

Ellie, who had just left, took a lunch and pushed in the door. She found that the bed against the wall of the room was empty, leaving only Gray lying on the bed with a dull look on his face... Or should he say that he always had a dull expression?

"Gray, when did Marcus leave?" Ellie asked dissatisfied.
Chapter completed!
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