"By the way, you have to go to the toilet! If anyone gets dirty at home, don't want that spiritual power."

Shiraishi was about to go back to the bedroom when he suddenly remembered this serious matter and turned around and explained it.

The two cats glanced at the same time, and Shiraishi was happy. It seems that raising a cat is quite worry-free, so you can sleep with confidence in the future.

The experiment on transplanting flowers and wood was basically successful. Shiraishi planned to try it a few more times. If there is no problem, it can be used on people.

After this attempt, Shiraishi discovered that the key to success was the fine control of Youying.

Just as it was fine, I simply gathered the You Ying in the bedroom and let it change its shape with the thoughts.

At first, it was a little awkward, but soon, this control and change became round, spherical, stick-like, swords, guns, swords, and halberds, becoming more and more skillful.

Later, as long as Shiraishi could think of it, the gray fog could basically change and appear in related shapes.

Gradually, a bold idea came to Shiraishi's mind.

He unveiled the bed board, found the treasured movie disc he brought from the box below, put the cover of Sansang in front of him, and then began to control You Ying to change.

After several failures, a mannequin made of dark and thick fog appeared in front of Bai Shi, with its front bulge and its back tilt, but it was only the size of a thumb.

It's so small, not fun!

Bai Shi's eyes turned, and You Ying, who had gathered the entire building, gathered them up, and brought the gray fog doll from Sansang to a foot high.

Still too small!

Shiraishi gritted his teeth and activated the key of Youying again, mobilizing all Youying in a radius of five hundred meters nearby and compressed it into one place.

The doll quickly grows larger at a speed visible to the naked eye. The place where it should be protruding is protruding and the place where it should be protruding is protruding, and it will soon grow to the normal size of a human.

Next is to shape the details.

Fine compression and control of such a large number of Youying to "pin up dolls", it is still very stressful for Shiraishi now.

In some places, either "pin" or "pin" large, the body proportions are not perfect.

However, after obtaining control of Youying, operating these Youying gray fogs was like instinct. I passed the initial discomfort. As I practiced, Bai Shi operated more and more.

After struggling for more than half an hour, the Youfei doll was finally formed, and the shape was almost exactly the same as the one on the CD.

But there is no color, the whole doll is pure black.

"It's not good-looking, Youying, change the color~ flesh color!" Bai Shi said to himself.

No response.

"Can't you make a colorful one? How ugly the black one is!"

Youying still didn't respond, and the "skin" exposed by the doll was still shiny.

Bai Shi smacked his lips. This guy finally made it. The proportions were very good, but he looked so dark that he couldn't start!

He didn't give up and ran the doll around the air for several times, and said to himself that he ordered You Ying several times, but none of them were useful. You Ying did not automatically change the color for him.

At this time, Shiraishi looked at the vivid Sansang doll and mustered up the courage for a long time, but still couldn't convince himself to accept pure black.

In the end, he could only snap his fingers and let the Sansang Suifeng dissipate.

However, this was not a waste of trouble. After this training, Bai Shi's control of Youying within a small range can already do whatever he wants.

He snapped his fingers again, and as his mind controlled, You Ying in the room formed a thin mask on his face, revealing only two eyes outside.

Shiraishi made fine adjustments again, and the mask became angular and matte metallic, reflecting a cold and hard feeling.

After looking in the mirror, Shiraishi was quite satisfied. This mask only requires little effort to maintain it. If you want to do something that is inconvenient to show up in the future, it will be very convenient.

...

On Sunday, nothing happened on the watch. Shiraishi felt at ease and accepted another Chinese meal feed from Maeda Kanna.

He felt that if he ate like this every day in the future, he might have to consider losing weight soon.

After dinner, Shiraishi proposed shopping, but Maeda Kanna flipped through her schoolbag and took out two stacks of homework from it:

"Shirashijun, I have observed it many times last week, but you haven't listened to the class carefully.

These are my notes. If you study them carefully, we can go out and play."

Shiraishi looked confused, but looking at Maeda Kanna's serious and pure eyes, she was really embarrassed to make up the excuse.

OK, just treat it as a fight against out of control and put in some effort.

With this idea, Shiraishi was stared at by Maeda Kanna for an hour and became a student again.

Hanana Maeda didn't feel bored either because she found that the two newly bought cats Shiraishi were so obedient and very spiritual.

These two cats are much more obedient than her Xiaohei. So after Shiraishi finished her homework, she saw Maeda Kanna's extremely admiring eyes, which relieved her depression in doing her homework.

...

In the afternoon, Shiraishi was holding a cup of milk tea on a street in a bustling business district and handing it to Maeda Kanna's mouth and feeding it in reverse.

He suddenly saw that at the door of a store not far away, several people pushed and shoved, pushing out a young man in the uniform of a clerk.

"Get out, foreign dog! You are not welcome here!"

"That's right, the economy is so poor now, foreigners should not come and compete with us for work!"

"Get back, go back to your country, the pig from the inferior country!"

"Boss, the gray fog locks the country, is the most dangerous time for our Great Japanese Empire. We must resolutely prevent the infiltration of foreign spies and not allow hiring of foreign clerks!"

Accompanied by these harsh reprimands, a middle-aged fat man in uniform and glasses was pushed out by someone.

At this time, there were already several circles of melon-eating people around, Shiraishi and Maeda Kanna, who were also watching the crowds around.

The middle-aged fat store manager was trembling slightly. He looked at the young men wearing samurai uniforms and samurai belts on his head, a little scared.

However, when he saw the clerk who was pushed to the ground by them, he felt a little reluctant and mustered up the courage to say:

"Everyone, Liu Yujun has been working with me for a long time. He has always been kind and worked very hard. He is definitely not a spy. Please give him a chance."

It would be fine if he didn't say it, but when he heard his pleading words, the people were even more excited. One of them even kicked the young clerk who fell to the ground.

A young man in a samurai uniform pulled out the samurai sword at his waist, almost pointing to the middle-aged store manager's face, and scolded him in a harsh manner:
Chapter completed!