Zongman: Starting as a Prop Master

He was not too upset when the Beibei liquid replication failed.

Now there is no shortage of materials, and he has mastered the manufacturing method. If he wants, he can produce it in batches at any time.

……

early morning,

The noisy sounds of people coming and going outside the room and the cheers of tourists on the beach woke up the sleepers.

Rubbing her hazy eyes, Miyano Shiho reflexively prepared to pull out the radish and stand up.

With this movement, she suddenly realized that she did not feel as fulfilled as usual when she woke up today.

Moreover, today she did not fall asleep in someone's arms as usual, but woke up lying flat on her back peacefully.

"What's going on today? Could it be that Xiaoyi's sprain from last night hasn't healed yet?"

Filled with worry, Miyano Shiho reached out to touch the pillow.

"what!"

When I got there, there was no one beside me and the quilt was cold, it didn't look like I had just woken up.

"Where did this guy go?"

The sleepiness disappeared instantly, Miyano Shiho sat up straight, and her eyes quickly scanned the entire room.

"There was no movement in the restroom or bathroom. Could it be that this guy went out? Maybe he went to buy medicine?"

Just when Miyano Shiho was daydreaming,

Suddenly, she noticed the pink door standing in the center of the hotel room.

"It's a bit like the Gate of Creation from Nothingness. It's a tool I've never seen before."

After thinking about it, Miyano Shiho put on a set of casual clothes, carefully came to the door frame that appeared at some point, and poked her head to look inside the door frame.

Familiar layout, toys and magazines scattered all over the floor,

In an instant, Miyano Shiho recognized where the door was.

“Isn’t this our living room?”

After thinking for a while, Miyano Shiho tried to walk into the door.

“It’s really our home.”

In the blink of an eye, Miyano Shiho was surprised to find that she had returned to the Nohara family from the Izu Hotel.

At this moment, Miyano Shiho suddenly heard a series of tinkling sounds coming from not far away.

"What is Xiaoyi doing?"

Out of curiosity, Miyano Shiho walked towards the direction where the sound came from.

"Stuck!"

Open the sliding door.

Miyano Shiho immediately saw Ichinosuke lying on the dining table, clanking and banging on something.

Without saying a word to interrupt, Miyano Shiho tiptoed and walked silently to Kazunosuke's side with cat-like steps, observing him quietly.

On the dining table, Ichinosuke was concentrating on assembling two things that looked like small bamboo pieces, a small motor, a micro battery, and some unknown coils.

After a while,

"All right!"

After assembling the last part, Ichinosuke wiped the sweat from his forehead.

After checking several times again and confirming that there was no problem with the props in his hand, Ichinosuke turned his head to look at Miyano Shiho who was waiting on the side, and greeted with a smile:

"Shiho, you're here."

Just now, when the sliding door rang, he knew who was coming, but he was so busy at the critical moment that he couldn't stop to say hello.

"Ok!"

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Nodding, Miyano Shiho looked at the bamboo dragonfly on the table with curious eyes. It looked like a child's toy, and asked with great interest:

"what is this?"

She didn't think about the props, because she never thought that one day Ichinosuke would be able to make the props.

Picking up the bamboo dragonfly on the table, Ichinosuke introduced it quite complacently:

“This is called a bamboo dragonfly!”

As he spoke, Ichinosuke took out another identical bamboo dragonfly, handed it to Miyano Shiho, and began to explain:

"You just hit it on the head and you can fly freely."

After saying this, Ichinosuke demonstrated by putting the newly made bamboo dragonfly on his head.

The amazing thing is that, although there is only a small suction cup at the bottom, when Ichinosuke placed the bamboo dragonfly on his head, it was so stable that it seemed as if it was grown on his head, and no matter how Ichinosuke shook his head, he could not get rid of it.

"Next, you only need to think about it, and you can fly freely."

As he spoke, the bamboo dragonfly on Ichinosuke's head began to spin rapidly like a propeller.

Then, Ichinosuke's body slowly flew into the air in front of Miyano Shiho's gaze, which she could not get used to no matter how many times she looked at it.

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He skillfully controls the bamboo dragonfly, moving it up and down, left and right, forward and backward, and circling in various shapes. I can't say that he looks like a fish in the water, but I can say that he is freer than a fish in the water.

After a long time, Ichinosuke fell back to the ground reluctantly and took off the bamboo dragonfly from his head.

The house is too small and flying is not fun at all.

Seeing Ichinosuke taking off the bamboo dragonfly from his head, Miyano Shiho curiously tiptoed to look up at Ichinosuke's head, but because of her height, she could not see anything.

After thinking for a while, Miyano Shiho waved to Ichinosuke and said:

"Xiaoyi, bend down and let me see the top of your head."

"???"

Although he was extremely confused, Ichinosuke still lowered his waist.

"Really, nothing fell off?"

Muttering, Miyano Shiho stretched out her little hand and started playing with the hair on Ichinosuke's head. Finally, she even tentatively tugged at Ichinosuke's thick black hair.

"There's really no problem at all."

After a while, seeing Miyano Shiho stop what she was doing, Ichinosuke straightened up, looked at her in confusion, and asked doubtfully:

"Shiho, what are you doing?"

Shaking the bamboo dragonfly in her hand, Miyano Shiho explained: "I want to see if the bamboo dragonfly has torn off a piece of your scalp."

Choked and speechless for a long time, Ichinosuke rolled his eyes and said speechlessly:

"Don't say it's so scary, okay? The working principle of the bamboo dragonfly is not like a helicopter that relies on the power of the propeller to take off. It relies on the anti-gravity field and has no burden on the scalp at all."

Nodding, Miyano Shiho still didn't give up teasing Ichinosuke: "That's good, I don't want to face a middle-aged Mediterranean uncle so early."

After a pause, Miyano Shiho made a summary.

"I can't bring myself to do that."

"Uh!"

After being speechless for a moment, Ichinosuke was too lazy to argue with this black-bellied woman who would definitely be filled with ink if she were cut open, so he smiled and suggested:

"How about it? Do you want to try the feeling of flying freely?"

Miyano Shiho has only been training in her superpowers for a few days, so she has no problem using them normally. However, when it comes to flying which requires precise control, it is not so easy.

After taking a deep look at Ichinosuke, Miyano Shiho had no intention of mentioning what had just happened.

Faced with this suggestion, it seemed to activate the yearning for the sky deep in human genes.

With her personality, she couldn't help but be moved.

Following Ichinosuke's movements, Miyano Shiho was about to press the bamboo dragonfly over her head.

Chapter 102: Mao Lilan's Thrill

"Wait a moment!"

Seeing this, Ichinosuke quickly reached out to stop it.

"The room is too small. Let's go outside."

Miyano Shiho is not like Big Bear, the protagonist of the comedy film who faced the bombardment directly but only emitted some black smoke and had no skin scratched.

She is a mortal being, and a simple collision could lead to the end of the matter.

Now, I don’t have any props that can resurrect people.

To be on the safe side, it is better to go all the way.

Naturally, Miyano Shiho would not object to Ichinosuke's proposal.

However, she still had a question:

"Aren't you afraid of being seen?"

"Don't worry, I have this!"

As he spoke, Ichinosuke took out two cheap toy cloaks that looked like they were made of two pieces of transparent plastic.

"Transparent cloak."

Miyano Shiho was naturally familiar with this prop, and she had even tried to develop various uses for it.

However, at this moment, her focus was not on the cloak itself, but on the number of cloaks.

"There are now two transparent cloaks. Could it be that Ichinosuke has really mastered the method of making the props?"

If Miyano Shiho had not witnessed with her own eyes the scene of Ichinosuke making a bamboo dragonfly with his bare hands, she might have thought that it was the work of the Beibei Liquid.