There is no need to buy clothes and shoes, because after staying in the room of Lyon for one night, a group of men in suits and sunglasses were presented with a lot of men with their hands early in the morning. Of course, this is not that the senior Americans regard Leeds as a distinguished guest, nor that they want to express their respect and kindness. They simply think that this can save all kinds of troubles. After all, it sounds bad to let people from another world buy clothes on the streets - in fact, Leeds, people from another world, have common sense of shopping, and even use credit cards, but they don’t have money.

There was no way, after having breakfast scrutinized by a bunch of people, Leeds could only say goodbye to Shirley and Claire, and followed Lyon, who was also an American agent, to a luxury car purchased by taxpayers. After an hour, he went straight to the research facility in a good place. What do you think directly? What do you think is not like a research facility in a good place? If you really want to say it, well, it is a bit like the Umbrella Biochemical Virus Research Center that Leeds saw underground in Raccoon City?

"Disconnect, why don't you knock me with a stick now, then electric shock me, then feed me sleeping pills, and finally inject neurotoxins... Oh, remember to prepare the food, I will lose blood." Leeds, who was watching a large group of suit agents and a large group of white coat scientists "protecting" himself in a surround way and walking along the corridor, turned his head and Lyon suggested.

Now Lyonchi, who is almost the guarantor of Leeds, said: "Hey... give me a reason?"

"If it is proven that I really won't 'fall down' now, and as long as I have a conscious mind, I can travel through this anytime and anywhere," Leeds looked at the white coats who were looking at him with a voluntary look. "I think only these guys will know how to write the word 'convergence'."

"You've been mentally prepared, aren't you?" Lyon turned his head and swung his cool bangs.

"That's true~" Leeds shrugged.

It is unknown whether the US government in this world has touched the corpse of an alien. However, if you encounter it, you will also know that it will be dissected and studied. It will never consider the feelings of alien relatives and bury it well. [Alien World] and [Alien] are of the same nature here.

If Leeds hadn't had the ability to run away if he wanted to run, the US government would have rushed up like Umbrella's group of people to capture him. Of course, if Leeds hadn't had the confidence to run away if he wanted to run, he wouldn't have been delivered to the door so idiotically.

"...I suddenly felt that your proposal was good, although I didn't have the tools in my hand." This topic should have been right, but Lyon suddenly smiled very happily.

"You just want to find a reason to beat me, right?" Leeds rolled his eyes. This guy was definitely not the hot-blooded good policeman four years ago. "Forget it... My proposal just now was actually serious."

"Then--!" Lyon used the stunning technique learned in the training of agents to hit Leeds's back neck with one blow, and the impact went straight to the "medidal bulge" connecting the human brain and spinal cord. Naturally, the strength was well controlled. If you really tried to kill someone and not knock him out.

"…!!!" After a moment of silence, all the suit agents around him immediately took out their pistols and pointed them at Lyon, who suddenly "attacked" people from another world.

However, "It hurts a little. I think I must have lost blood when I hit it just now." Leeds leaned forward just now because of the impact, and then touched the back of his neck and continued to move forward as if nothing had happened.

"Next, will you get blood back??" Lyon, who also ignored the gun and walked calmly, took out something from his pocket and threw it over.

"?" Leeds continued gently, looking down, "...Why is it a Snickers again? You have no problem with your taste when you separate them, right?"

"It's much better than the standard military chocolate that agents eat."

"Please, I'm just here to exercise my combat skills. I didn't say I want to be an American agent, okay, please change it to high-end flavor-conscious chocolate!"

"This was specially brought to you to commemorate the Raccoon City incident!"

"For me that was a month ago, there was nothing to remember!"

"……………” The agent who was ignored by others was considering whether to take back the weapon first... Well, should I report to my superiors first? After a colleague beat the man from another world, the two continued to chat and laugh?

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"Knock off the wood."

"Synthetic workbench, synthetic wood pickaxe."

"Knock off the stone."

“Make stone tools.”

"Tear off the steel with a stone pick and make a synthetic iron tool."

"Knock off more steel, synthesize iron swords and iron armor...hey, okay?"

In a laboratory full of equipment, Leeds, who was pasted on his body and wore small equipment, completed a set of equipment production procedures. Then he looked at the old man with a doctor's face behind the glass window. He seemed to be the person in charge of studying the people of the other world this time - Oh, by the way, this glass window is generally one-sided, and the monitoring room cannot be seen in the laboratory. This time, he specially modified it to take care of the people of the other world's glass.

"This, please wait a moment..." After the old man in a white coat answered Leeds in front of the microphone, he immediately covered his ears and talked to whom... Well, after all, people from another world, the so-called "person in charge" is only responsible for technology. A lot of big people are watching the live broadcast to give instructions!

"…………” Lyon, who was leaning against the corner of the monitoring room, shook his head and gave Leeds a secret code.

The code means that all devices cannot provide a slight useful result, and the analysis of Leeds' power is zero progress. "Isn't this a matter of course? If my power can be deciphered with your technology, you can all go to another world..."

"..." The person in charge of the doctor's face walked to the microphone again, "Can you do other things in addition to these, can you do other things through special abilities?"

"Of course it's OK...but I don't think that's meaningful to your research." There is no difference in the ability application of synthetic diamond pickaxes and synthetic wood pickaxes. Should it be detected or not.

"Please demonstrate." But these people will definitely not approve of this...

"... There is nothing but wood, stone and iron. What can I do..." A clever woman couldn't cook without rice. "Give me a grass field, I could knock out wheat seeds, give me a river, I could demonstrate using buckets to create infinite water sources, give me a swimming pool, I could demonstrate using a door to breathe at the bottom of the water (the MC system opens the door to create a grid of air), give me three diamond mines, a flint and a magma point that spurts out from the ground, I might even be able to build the Hell Gate..." But it's hard to say whether there are pig people, evil spirits, flame people and withered skeletons behind the Hell Gate... Leeds really doesn't have the courage to build the Hell Gate in other places outside the main world.

"...We need to arrange this." It seems that we are going to talk to our leaders about life and ideals again...

"Hey, I'm here for agent training, can you just do it? Or find a girl to kiss me, and then I'll train her to do the test. Can you even do the test of eating food to recover blood when injured?" There is a test of "injury and food treatment" in the "process". I'm crazy. It's nothing to get a tube of blood when you receive agent training openly, but if you can accept being beaten and crippled on your own initiative, it's too crazy, so I refuse directly.

...Originally, this was just a complaint from Leeds.

However, others really nodded!

And not one! But five!
Chapter completed!