The Daily Life Of A Cyberpunk Magician

Chapter 292 - 190 Buy Sugar_2
Chapter 292: Chapter 190 Buy Sugar_2”Fine, I know.” Jiang Shu nodded as he threw the frozen buns into the microwave, then turned to Xiao Jia and said, ”Here, fold a Paperman to go buy some fish and bring it back.”

Xiao Jia flew toward the Magic Cabinet and hugged a large paper tube made from a big roll of paper, then flew out of the Magic House and headed for the storeroom next door.

In the storeroom, Xiao Jia activated the Paperman Control Technique to fold it into a human-sized Paperman, which unsteadily stood up. It walked towards the wardrobe and put on the clothes Jiang Shu had prepared for them.

Soon after, a Paperman dressed in long robes and trousers with a large hat appeared at the doorway of the storeroom, its face hidden under a mask, invisible, its hands and feet obscured by oversized clothes.

Xiao Jia followed behind it, and so a Paperman and a Tablet Spirit left the Black Currant Theater through the small door on the side.

Since getting the Paperman, Jiang Shu became increasingly lazy, essentially outsourcing whatever tasks he could to the Paperman.

”Later, you’ll come with me to look at houses, and by the way, do you have any specific requirements for accommodation?” Jiang Shu’s hand covered with a wet rag, he took out six steamed buns from the microwave and put six frozen ones in.

Lang Tai shook his head.

”Okay then.” Jiang Shu glanced at Lang Tai, thinking about renting a small villa and keeping Lang Tai and Fish Lady there.

With his current financial status, such an expense was mere pocket change.

However...

He glanced at Lang Tai, who was eating half a bun, and silently used the Mind Reading Technique again.

[Tastes good.]

[Have ingested five hundred calories of energy.]

[Really tasty.]

[He’s a good guy.]

Getting this result, Jiang Shu was somewhat helpless; he had actually been given a ’good guy’ label by a man.

However, from these two Mind Reading outcomes, it seemed Lang Tai harbored no malice toward him at all. Just judging by his inner thoughts, Jiang Shu might even think he was a robot.

Of course, when Jiang Shu saw Xiao Yi strolling around the floor with hands behind its back like an old man, he naturally changed his mind.

Lang Tai wasn’t nearly as bad as a robot, not at all.

But compared to the mechanical rigidity, Jiang Shu still preferred to believe he had a naïve heart.

Aside from murdering and arson, he would not think too much about anything else, which must be very pure.

For now, best keep observing for a while longer.

Jiang Shu looked again at Lang Tai, who was now sucking soy milk, and mentally prepared himself.

After finishing the soy milk in one gulp, Lang Tai stood, tidied up his dishes and cup, and then nonchalantly activated the light screen on his wristwatch, pulling up a 3D structural diagram of the entire Black Currant Theater.

He examined the structural diagram while walking to the window of Jiang Shu’s office, leaning out half his body to look upward.

Then, Lang Tai’s right hand grabbed the top edge of the window, and with a single powerful arm, he flipped onto the top of the Black Currant Theater.

”What is he doing...” Jiang Shu looked toward his departing figure, quickly followed, and similarly leaned out of the window to look upwards, but Lang Tai had already disappeared without a trace.

What is this about?

Jiang Shu had some suspicions in his mind.

Soon, Lang Tai jumped back into the Magic House through the window, and by now his wristwatch’s Simulated Light Screen’s 3D diagram displayed many new red dots—Jiang Shu could see at a glance that there were more than twenty.

He walked over to Jiang Shu, pointed at the diagram on his wristwatch, and wrote something on a small piece of paper, handing it to Jiang Shu.

Paper Note: Black Currant and nearby infiltration and assassination points total 34, with 23 locations easily secured and blocked, the remaining locations are recommended for long-term miniature surveillance setup.

Indeed.

Jiang Shu thought to himself, then waved his hand and said, ”It’s not necessary, no one is going to assassinate me or anything right now.”

”But,” he shifted the topic, ”Pass this map to the Tablet Spirits, just these few.”

Lang Tai nodded, allowing Xiao Bing and Xiao Ding, the flying Tablet Spirits, to copy the structural diagram.

There really was no need, but placing a small Paperman at each of these positions was still feasible.

After all, paper was cheap.

given Jiang Shu’s current Mana, using fifty Papermen simultaneously was his limit, but if switched to Xiao Jia, a hundred was not out of the question, especially with a power bank the situation was even more formidable.

He entered the bathroom where Fish Lady was standing in the confined space: ”How does Clo usually take you around? You can’t just walk around the streets, right?”

Fish Lady gestured with her hands, about something roughly square.

”Suitcase? Carry you in that?” Jiang Shu understood her gesture but was not quite sure, and asked again, ”Are you sure you can be carried that way?”

Fish Lady was not small; with her upper body proportions, if she had legs, she’d be at least 1.7 meters tall, but with tentacles instead of legs, she was even taller, about 1.8 meters, just eye to eye with Jiang Shu.

That was while her tentacles were not stretched out. If stretched, she’d definitely be over three meters long.

Seeing his puzzled look, Fish Lady confidently nodded, then sat on the floor, her bottom two tentacles holding up another, twisting it like wringing out a cloth, and much viscous fluid seeped from the tentacle, turning it shriveled.

She gestured to Jiang Shu, indicating she could become small by wringing herself out completely and then folding herself to fit into a suitcase.