The Fourth Calamity

I fuck?

Can this be doubted?

Feng Zhu was so frightened that he didn't know whether Giorno deliberately lied to him or if he really guessed it.

He stripped his vest last time, do you want to do it again?

Is he pretending so badly?

Feng Zhu raised his vigilance silently, and Qiao Luno may not have guessed it. Now his identity cannot be revealed, and he must find a way to get past it. It's time to display his actor-level acting skills!

After a short silence, a transparent light blue figure slowly appeared in midair, and that face that was no longer familiar appeared, and Giorno's breathing suddenly became heavier.

"Because I'm just an artificial intelligence, not him." Feng Zhu said expressionlessly.

really?

Giorno was noncommittal, he had doubts about Feng Zhu's death for a long time, the first point is that Spana once said that Feng Zhu left some specious words before leaving, as if he had predicted his own ending.

What's more...he didn't believe that that person would just die in a place where he couldn't see it.

Do not want to believe.

Giorno stood up suddenly, and slowly stretched out his hand towards him, Feng Zhu was startled, and almost wanted to back away, but he insisted on maintaining his expression without wavering.

What is this for?Try it directly with a stand-in?This is not appropriate...

Many speculations flashed through his mind, Feng Zhu insisted on staying where he was, maintaining an indifferent look, and then he saw Giorno's hand lightly resting on his cheek, passing through.

AI projections are of course disembodied.

Giorno's eyes became complicated in vain, staring at Pandora's eyes without any fluctuations in them.

Is he thinking too much...

Giorno stood in a stalemate in front of Feng Zhu for a few seconds, and finally sat back in his chair, clutching his forehead in a slumped manner.

"There was nothing I could do while he was in trouble."

"..." Feng Zhu hesitated a little.

"I often wonder if he was desperate and lonely when he was attacked, and whether it was painful to be betrayed by the people he defended."

Not that.

He only thought about keeping a small notebook, and then came back for revenge.

"I didn't know anything about it, I couldn't share it with him, I wasn't there when he needed support the most, and honestly, I regret it."

Feng Zhu was in a complicated mood, mainly because he couldn't tell whether Giorno was telling his true feelings or trying to catch him.

This kid has too many routines, Feng Zhu can't believe it.

But if there is no touch in the heart, it is impossible.

No, we have to change the subject.

"Gioluno, are you trying to snatch my master's body back?" Feng Zhu asked.

Giorno admitted very simply: "Yes."

Feng Zhu fell into deep thought: "From a rational point of view, it doesn't make much sense to peel off the skin after death, and it will rot quickly. Bai Lan probably just used it as a pawn. As bait, if the master is still alive, I don't want you to waste too much fighting power for meaningless flesh."

He tried to persuade Giorno to give up the action.

Giorno nodded: "I see."

"Then you will cancel the operation?"

"But unless he himself tells me again, I won't give up." Giorno chuckled lightly, staring at Feng Zhu meaningfully.

"Whether alive or dead, I will not hand him over to others."

Made, I can't answer this sentence.

Feng Zhu didn't know if he saw the obsession in Giorno's eyes, so he just found an excuse that something went wrong with Lanbo's training and slipped away.

The projection disappeared from the room, Giorno frowned lightly, and sighed after a long time, feeling a little uncertain in his heart.

-

An office somewhere in the Mirufiore family base.

"Tudud, hello, there is a takeaway from Mr. Leo!"

"..." Leo stood up with a puzzled expression on his face. Why didn't he remember what he bought, but he still went to get takeaway under the eyes of the whole office.

It seemed to be a packaged sandwich and water in the bag, and he recognized the takeaway bag, which was only used by a certain commissary.

Leo was puzzled, and when he returned to his seat, he calmly took out the sandwich and checked it, but found nothing.

"Mr. Leo, I have your takeaway!"

Come again?

Leo suddenly had a bad feeling. Sure enough, as soon as he got the takeaway, another person appeared outside with a familiar bag...

What is that guy doing?

The corners of Leo's mouth twitched as he looked at the various messy things in his office. The white magicians walking around were watching the fun while talking curiously. There was a woman who usually chatted with Leo. Curiously leaned over to ask.

"Mr. Leo, are these things you bought?"

"Yes, yes, hehe, it happens that I have to work overtime these days, so I don't have to go to the cafeteria."

"...Is that so?" The woman who came up to ask accidentally glanced at something, her face was a little weird, "Leo-jun, you don't have to work so hard."

"Okay, I will." Leo didn't know why the woman's face was so strange, and he looked at the messy pair after she left.

The sealed candles were all randomly stuffed into the players. No one knew what was inside, and they didn't see clearly that besides all kinds of food, there was also some kind of mysterious sanitary napkin inside.

Leo was holding a sanitary napkin in a certain pink package dully, blushing under the curious eyes of female white-collar workers coming and going: "This, this is a misunderstanding, the boss must have taken it wrong!"

"Hee hee, it's okay, we understand, this can barely be used as a diaper, now Mr. Leo doesn't need to go to the toilet anymore."

... There is no way to answer this!

On the surface, Leo looked shy and wanted to get into the ground, but a vengeful illusionist laughed kufufufu inside, and made a note of Pandora.

After teasing boringly with his colleagues, Leo returned to his seat with a blank expression, thinking about what kind of nerves Pandora was having, or whether he was doing something.

Really can't think of this person's brain circuit, Leo sighed, took the last small box of salad out of the bag, he flicked his fingers, as if he touched something.

No one around noticed, Leo quietly cast the illusion just to be on the safe side, and took out the note.

Read it, write it down, and burn it.

In the eyes of everyone, Mr. Leo, who seems to have a shopping addiction, is worrying about how to deal with these things.

In the canteen, Feng Zhu calmly arranged tasks for the players. The content was very simple and the rewards were not many, but it just aroused the interest of many players.

Because this is a rare series of tasks, Feng Zhu understands the players' minds, and there are not a few who try to try their luck.

And he didn't really reveal anything, the task was simply to deliver the food to where, or to help with errands or something.

Small mechanical spiders would jump out of the packages sent by the players after running errands. With long, thin legs, they would automatically connect themselves to certain electronic devices, and people who came and went seemed to ignore them.

illusion.

This is the result of the cooperation between Feng Zhu and Liu Dao Mu.

At night, Feng Zhu began to rest, but a certain illusionist fell into a dream.

Fengzhu's dreams have always been quite spectacular and sci-fi. Countless warships shuttled back and forth in the universe, transporting teams of mechanical soldiers as if fighting a war, with all kinds of weapons that have never been seen before.

Of course, what is even more spectacular is this incomparably beautiful Milky Way, the home of countless stars, stretching across the dark curtain like a bridge.

"No matter when you look at it, your dream is so wonderful." Just when the battleship overhead was about to attack another one, Liudao Mukuro finally spoke.

The battleship above stopped accumulating the energy cannon, Feng Zhu sat in the command room of the battleship, pressed a button, and a light screen appeared in the mid-air of the command room, on which was the face of Liu Dao Mu.

"What's the matter with me here in the middle of the night?"

"Kufufufu, you won't tell me you forgot what happened today, will you?"

Feng Zhu thought about it for a while: "What's the matter?"

A blue vein popped out of Liudaoku's forehead, and the next moment the space battleship where Fengzhu was located exploded suddenly, and a steel suit rushed out from the big explosion, and said speechlessly: "Isn't it just an experiment with you? There's no one else to trust, and it's a necessary step for our plan."

"So what's the result?"

"The signal source has been arranged, and the Red Queen has quietly sneaked into the internal network of the Mirufiore family. It is estimated that the base can be completely seized after a day or two."

Liudao Mu raised his eyebrows in surprise: "So easy?"

"Otherwise, Bailan's artificial intelligence technology is not as good as mine, but he just invented a device to isolate artificial intelligence from the outside. As long as I start from the inside, the security network of this base is not worth mentioning." Feng Zhu said lightly, " From now on, as long as we persist for these two days, we can cause Bai Lan a big problem, but now there is a big problem."

"what?"

"Giorno is going to send his subordinates to invade this base."

"To snatch your body?"

"Ah."

"kufufufu, so the rumor that you two are lovers is true."

"..." Feng Zhu took a complicated look at Liudaoku. I didn't expect you to be so gossipy with thick eyebrows and big eyes, too lazy to answer, "In any case, we must stop them. It's over by scaring the snake or giving away the head for nothing. Bailan must have a substitute in his hands. device."

"Then you go and tell him the truth and it's over. The enthusiastic boss will definitely give up this plan happily." Liu Dao Mu said.

"The key is that the news that I'm still alive can't be revealed. Although I believe in Giorno, I can hide it if I can. If Bai Lan finds out, it will be troublesome, so you should quickly find a way to dispel Giorno's thoughts."

Liudaokuo said strangely: "You want me to talk to him?"

"Otherwise, you can connect with him through dreams, but I can't. You can tell him that you lurked in the Mirufiore family and saw a lot of things. Giorno and the others are not opponents."

However, Liu Dao Mu didn't seem to be involved in this muddy water, but he suddenly changed his mind when he said something: "kufufu, it's also possible, but whether it succeeds or not has nothing to do with me."

Why did Liudao Mu suddenly change his mind, because he suddenly remembered that the Zealot Organization is also a mafia, and Giorno is their new leader.

Isn't this a great opportunity to grab the body of another mafia godfather?

Liu Daoku quickly left Feng Zhu's dream, and wandered among many dreams while it was still early, looking for Giorno's breath.

Soon he locked on to the target, a dark dream.

Liudaokui walked near this dream group that seemed to be emitting an ominous light, a little hesitant, but soon he changed into the appearance of Feng Zhu, and entered with determination.

Dreams will reflect a person's inner world, just like Fengzhu's dream is a sea of ​​stars and all kinds of sci-fi weapons, people who like money have dreams of all kinds of coins, and this...

Liu Daoku couldn't tell, he had never seen such a dark dream, it seemed like there was nothing in it.

No, yes, there was a person standing behind him.

Liudao Mu was stiff all over, as if he was being watched by some large beast. This was not an illusion, because he really felt that the people behind him were slowly approaching, as if they were confirming something.

The scorching breath was right behind his head, and Liu Dao Mu was a little surprised, because according to the data, it should not be that tall.

"You are not him."

The words that fell were like a trial, and the pitch-black dream suddenly fluctuated. Liu Daokuo gathered a weapon in his hand, and was about to stab back, but found that he couldn't move at all.

It stands to reason that illusionists can change other people's dreams to a certain extent, and even seize the dominance, unless the owner of the dream realizes that it is a dream and actively fights for it.But this often takes time, because few people realize that they are dreaming.

But here, Liu Dao Mu was horrified to find that he was suppressed in an instant.

A big hand held his neck from behind, and Liudao Mukuro had no doubt that his neck was twisted in an instant. This is the risk of sneaking into other people's dreams. Once dead or captured, it will affect the outside body.

It's fine to die in the hands of the enemy, but it's really ironic to die in the hands of one's own people.

"Wait, let's make a deal, I can help you find Pandora!"

Liu Daoku betrayed his teammates full of desire to survive, his voice was terribly hoarse, and the people behind him stopped in time, but they still left five fingerprints on his neck.

"..."

Feng Zhu was still sailing the battleship in his dream, when he suddenly saw Liu Daoku go and come back, his face was a little pale: "What's wrong, lost?"

"It's nothing, it's just that I suddenly thought that I can take you to Giorno's dream, and you should convince him."

Feng Zhu looked confused: "Huh? Didn't I say you were going?"

"I hate the Mafia."

... ok.

An arrogant reason has been used for countless years, Feng Zhu is very speechless, aren't you the guardian of the biggest mafia family now?

"Then you guarantee that Giorno will not notice anything."

"Of course, ordinary people seldom leave any impression after waking up from the dream, unless it's an illusionist like me." Liu Dao's face remained unchanged.

Sorry, there is an old saying in China, a dead friend will not die a poor one.

You did it yourself, go play with that horrible guy yourself.

He's just an illusionist passing by innocently.

The author has something to say: Fengzhu was sold directly hhhh

Privately, the power of a stand-in is related to the spirit. The stronger the spirit and willpower, the stronger the willpower, so Furry can instantly suppress Liudaoku in his dream, and then the dream reflects his heart. What Giorno regrets is that he has not grown strong enough, so Reflected in the dream is the adult body.

Adult Furry√