brother's bizarre adventure

In the early morning, just as the sun was rising, Jonah was woken up by a series of calls on his mobile phone.He took out his mobile phone, glanced at the caller, connected it, and said the most vicious words without waking up: "Friend, I called at this hour, there is no suitable reason to kill you."

Kishibe Rohan-sensei's voice appeared on the phone: "Sorajo, did you draw the latest magical girl black?"

There was no sound of waking up: "No. I found a ghostwriter to outsource, why, is there something wrong, I reminded my outsourced staff to indicate that it is his own work when publishing, and there will be no copyright disputes."

"That's not the problem." Kishibe Rohan said helplessly, "You'll find out when you go and have a look, the matter is serious." The phone was hung up.

"What are you doing, half-talking." Jonah stuffed the phone under the pillow, not remembering it, closed his eyes and rested his mind, and poked Huo Zhixiong, "Happy Huo, go to the second floor and turn on the computer to see what happened to that account, isn't it the magical girl Diablo?" version, the plot has just begun, the real knife has not yet arrived, what can happen.”

"Squeeze the crumbs of the stand-in." Huo Zhigao cursed, showing his figure through the ceiling and heading towards the study.

Jonah: ...ZZZ

Drowsily about to fall asleep, Huo Zhigao yelled in the private chat: "Ontology, something is wrong, the horse monkey shochu BLACK clicked off the watch, and our vest was sprayed badly." He shared his vision.

Looking at the emotional message that had never seen the data before, Jonah wiped his eyes, wiped his eyes again, disappeared from sleepiness, and was dumbfounded: "This is unscientific, our daily fans have never had so much data, now There is no navy these days."

Huo Zhigao was also puzzled, and said: "Could it be the reason for the dark direction, but even if readers suffer a huge shock, they shouldn't have such data. Whoever sees a knife and recommends it to others should theoretically die violently. Moreover, Kim Picka’s painting style is very different from ours, it’s not kawaii at all, and it’s not magical girl.” The realistic and muscular painting style, those who are used to the daily life will curse angrily and then abandon the pit.

Jonah was silent, lifted the quilt to change clothes, and said a noun: "Golden Rule." Gilgamesh's passive skill, no matter what he does, he will be rich and lucky, and he will never be short of money.

"No way, the golden rule can still be realized like this, huh!" Huo Zhixiong spread his claws, possessing the golden rule, and publishing comics with their own data explosion buff, what the hell is this setting!

Answer, the settings of the Holy Grail family.

After changing his clothes, Jonah rushed up to the second floor, glanced at the comments under the new work, and sat on the chair with a look of unrequited love: "Although the data breaks the table, I am very happy, but when I think of rum, I think of this stuff. The birth was inseparable from Kim Picka from the beginning to the end, and I have complicated emotions.” The inspiration came from this guy, the work was drawn by himself, and the pen name was also this guy, thousands of words turned into one word——Grand!

At this time, a golden particle effect appeared by the window, and a handsome Kimpicka in armor appeared on the stage. He walked to the computer, pushed away Jonah and the chair under him, bent down to check the data, and laughed happily after reading it.

"I am number one in heaven and earth, and I am the strongest in the world even for drawing comics, hahahahaha."

"Kimpika, those people are scolding you." Jonah stood up and pointed at those comments.

Complaint: "Author, have you been hacked? My favorite daily Xiangmahou shochu, how could it be this kind of development."

Anger: "Who is Jill? Where did the wild artist come from? How dare he shoot Rum, Siney!"

Joke: "New works, new style of painting, obviously should be double the happiness, why is it like this."

Shout the slogan: "Down with Jill, save Rum!"

Cursing: "Jill bastard, @#*! (several foul language)"

Long story: "I'm very happy with the author's update. When I opened it for the first time, the painting style became realistic. The magical girls have muscle lines. I smoked a cigarette and calmed down and said, I am a real man. I also like the realistic style. It's very interesting to be able to hit three of my muscular wives with one punch. Continue reading, such an invincible muscular horse monkey shochu was unexpectedly attacked, damaged in battle, and bleeding all over the place. Rubbish Jill, return my rum, return it My wife!"

Spray on it: "Go away, it's my wife."

There are also many repeater comments with question marks. At a glance, the entire comment area is very exciting.

Gilgamesh took out a glass of wine from the king's treasure, took a sip, and looked at the comments from a bird's-eye view: "After reading the works of this king, you are the king's subjects. You can't expect everyone to be a sage like the king. This king can Forgive their disrespect."

Jonah gave a thumbs up: "This mentality is invincible."

"This king has done what he promised, what about doing it?" Gilgamesh put away his wine glass and stretched out his hand, "This is an offering to the king, no delay."

"I just woke up, where did I get the figurines?" Jonah walked to the cabinet where the figurines were kept, took out a piece of wood from the bottom locker, and asked, "What pose do you want?"

Huo Zhixin grinned: "Anything is fine, my uncle's precision B is the best in the world." He said silently in his heart, except for precision A.

Gilgamesh glanced at the figurines on the table: "Anything is fine. This king has changed his mind. This time, we don't want tequila."

Huo Zhigao: "Then what do you want, even Ultraman is fine." There are many Ultraman in Xu Lun's collection cabinet, some are engraved by him, some are bought in stores, and some are Platinum Stars Works, precision is a very useful attribute.

"I'm not interested in Ultraman." Gilgamesh said, ran out of the window, summoned Huizhou, sat on it and put on a mighty and domineering posture, with special effects on, "I want a figure like this." The posture of a person should be displayed in various postures and be remembered by others.

Huo Zhixin took the camera to take a picture of this scene, and muttered: "It's really handsome, but in order to pose for this thing, don't you think it consumes power, the main body is starting to cover your kidneys."

Jona, whose face was slightly pale, said, "Hey, I just feel a little weak. I didn't cover my kidneys. You bastard, don't just open your mouth." Converted into magic power, it is even more tragic to meet a heroic spirit that consumes a lot of mana.

Gilgamesh is more sensitive to magic power. After posing, he quickly put away the Huizhou, the spirit son disappeared and returned to the study room, showing a translucent image to save power. He shook his head: "Kujo, you can't."

"It's because you are too mana-consuming." Jonah sat down and poured himself a glass of water slowly, "Don't turn it on if you have nothing to do, and don't turn it on if you have something to do." After drinking the water, his face finally looked better, and he was happy with the fire, "I'm going upstairs Next bake the cake, and visit Liudong City in the afternoon, do you want to carve it here?"

Huo Zhigao smiled and said, "No problem, let's go, remember to drink more milk to replenish energy."

"Get out, you have to replenish your energy." Get up and leave.

Gilgamesh called from behind: "This king also wants to eat cakes, and use the best materials."

Jonah's voice came from the stairwell: "Bake you chili cake!"

"To be disrespectful to the king, huh."

The old man's attitude has been seen a lot, Huo Zhixiu didn't take it seriously at all, and tossed the piece of wood up and down for fun: "Your shape just now is too complicated, can you carve half of it first, and there is no wood suitable for making Huizhou at home."

"That kind of junk wood is also worthy of the figure of the king?" Gilgamesh looked disdainful, and a single golden ripple appeared around him, and he took out a piece of wood from it, "Use this, the king will watch you carve, every detail It must be perfect, and conform to the king's aesthetics."

"You have so many things to do." Huo Zhixin rolled his eyes and took the piece of wood, "Drink, it's so heavy, you can use such a superb piece of wood to carve your hands?"

"Whispering, mere wood, I have as much as I want."

"Okay, ok, I'm too stupid to imagine the wealth of the king." Open the drawer and take out the carving tools, "The light here is not good, let's go to the yard."

"Hurry up, I'm going to see the finished product today." The King of Heroes rubbed his hands with a fly in his heart.

Huo Zhi happily yelled at him: "Shut up, and wait until next year." The manuscript has already been published, and Kim Pika is not afraid of delaying it.

"Disrespectful to the king, Sinet!"

Like elementary school students, the two came to the courtyard while arguing, set up the seats, and started working.

Huo Zhigao concentrated on the moment, Gilgamesh concentrated on watching, and at the beginning he was critical of the command, but after the outline came out, he shut up and did not speak, and occasionally made suggestions about where to optimize.

For a time, the atmosphere was very harmonious.

Jonah saw this scene through the window, and muttered in a low voice: "I always feel that it was a wrong decision to snatch Kim Pickup. Talking wastes electricity and leads to fights, and being irritable and irritable is high-profile; horizontal criticism is a scourge. Yay. "

I've got them all, what else can I do, let's keep them.

Stuffing the cake embryos into the oven, humming a song to make breakfast for Kongtiao Baobao and Kongtiao Wudi who have not yet woken up, life is full of joy.

He yawned: "Damn Luhan, what's the matter, wake people up early in the morning, and go to bed early tonight."

Jingling, the phone rang, and the caller happened to be Kishibe Rohan.

I got angry when I got on the phone: "Luban-san, it's just a small problem. You are a well-known cartoonist after all, so calm down. Because of your phone call, I got up two hours earlier. I haven't woken up so early in a long time. I'm sleepy."

"You will never want to sleep after hearing my next news."

In the early morning call, Jonah didn’t believe in the so-called big news, and whispered viciously to the phone: “Speak quickly, the news is not shocking enough. I still have materials here, and I can’t finish painting in a lifetime.”

"You bastard." The material really hit Kishibe Rohan's spot, and he cursed on the phone, and then got down to business, "Someone called me just now, it was xx animation company, and they said that the magic girl manga received a good response. Contact us to buy the copyright. The copyright contract has been sent to your email, make sure it is correct and we will sign the contract some time. Hey, empty message, why are you silent..."

Jonah picked up the phone that accidentally dropped on the ground: "It's good news, I'll give you an answer today." Before Kishibe Rohan could answer, he hung up the phone and scratched his head frantically, "Is this the power of the Golden Rule? It's amazing. But... ..." He covered his face and laughed wildly, "A living, moving magical girl, really nice! Thinking of the fact that Kim Pika, who caused this kind of result, would be in a happy mood before that day, as if he had been sitting all day, fruitless, fishing in the Air Force It's as fun as a big fish on the last shot.

Praise the Holy Grail, praise passive skills, hahaha. "