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At this mont, the wooden door leading to the "Detective Conan" world was pushed open from the other side, and Conan, dressed in a formal suit, walked out.
Currently, Conan's curiosity about Yang Tao's Backrooms was even greater than his interest in cases. As soon as Ran and the others fell asleep, he eagerly rushed over.
"Mr. Yang Tao, what are you doing?"
Seeing Yang Tao making friendly international gestures in front of a wooden door, Conan curiously walked forward and asked. At the sa ti, he noticed the extra wooden door on the wall and the change in the space.
Hearing Conan's voice, Yang Tao stopped provoking the Smilers who had decided to act like cowards.
"It's the Smilers. These guys are dishonorable and are planning to gang up on a defenseless young man like ."
Conan looked at Yang Tao's iron sword and his provocative expression, and couldn't help but inwardly complain: 'You must have so misunderstanding about being defenseless…'
At this mont, Yang Tao saw the Power-Enhancing Kick Shoes on Conan's feet, and his eyes lit up. He said, "Conan, kick a soccer ball with all your might. I want to see what kind of damage it can do to the Smilers."
He was also curious, after all, the power of Conan's soccer ball in the ani was truly a mysterious existence.
Conan: "!!!"
He was moved by Yang Tao's words. He also wanted to try if his soccer ball could damage the Entities in the Backrooms.
Glancing into the wooden door, Conan instantly felt his scalp tingle. In the narrow, dark tunnel, several bizarre smiling faces floated, their sharp teeth making one instinctively think how painful it would be if they bit you.
He gently pressed the button on his belt.
A black-and-white soccer ball was "squeezed" out of the belt buckle, which was only a few centiters in size.
The size of the soccer ball can be freely adjusted, and at its largest, it can squeeze criminals into a corner of the room. However, the extra-large soccer ball can only maintain its shape for 10 seconds after being launched. This is also one of Dr. Agasa's black technologies.
The soccer ball landed on the grass and bounced gently.
"Mr. Yang Tao, please move aside."
Yang Tao nodded and stepped back, clearing the way to the wooden door for Level 2, then watched Conan's movents intently.
Conan squatted down and reached out to gently turn the knob on the side of his Power-Enhancing Kick Shoes. So faint electric currents appeared on the surface of the shoes.
Yang Tao couldn't help but widen his eyes.
'This… is this foot strength enhancent? Are you sure it's not so super exoskeleton?'
He suspected that the famous Iron Man didn't even have this technology.
Bang…
The round soccer ball instantly turned oval. Yang Tao could even clearly see the force applied to the soccer ball. Then, the soccer ball, carrying an unparalleled force, spun at high speed and shot into Level 2 through the wooden door beside Yang Tao.
The force carried by the soccer ball stirred up the ashes in the Level 2 passage, making it impossible to see the situation inside.
However, this was only for Conan and Eric. Yang Tao watched with his own eyes as the Smiler he had stabbed several tis instantly had its health bar cleared.
Even the health bars of the Smilers behind it dropped by more than half.
"I… what the heck?"
"Oh, my god!"
Yang Tao and Eric both couldn't help but blurt it out, clearly distinguishing their nationalities in that mont.
"Yang, is Conan an Entity too?"
Eric simply couldn't believe this was sothing a human child could do.
"Look at you. I used to believe it too, but now I also have so doubts!"
He turned his head to Conan and asked, "Are your legs okay?"
Conan glanced into the smoke. Unfortunately, although his glasses had many functions, they didn't have infrared. Hearing Yang Tao's question, he said, "I'm fine, but using the Power-Enhancing Kick Shoes at full power will cause so damage to the shoes."
Yang Tao: "…"
Shouldn't it be called external armor?
What does this have to do with stimulating acupuncture points?
Even if an eight-year-old child's potential was completely drained, it would be impossible to exert such power.
Could it be that Gin not only gave him the shrinking drug but also the super soldier serum?
Yang Tao at least had so psychological preparation, but Eric felt his mind being impacted and wished he could chug a can of Almond water right now.
So, for half a day, he was the only useless one in the entire space?
Suddenly, he thought of the little girl nad Kari he had t this afternoon.
'Could it be that little girl is also stronger than ?'
At this mont, the dust in the Level 2 passage gradually dispersed, and everyone saw the scene inside.
A group of Smilers did not disperse but surrounded the dead Smiler and began to feast.
Although they were all in an invisible state, Yang Tao's mind had already automatically filled in the picture.
"The Smilers actually devour their own kind…"
This was important news. If food was scarce, these Smilers would likely resort to cannibalism.
"Conan, can you continue?"
Conan shook his head and said, "There's only one soccer ball in the soccer ball belt. If it's gone, it needs to be replenished… I didn't bring any with this ti."
"And the Power-Enhancing Kick Shoes can only be used at full power three tis. After three tis, they are 100% guaranteed to break."
If such a perverted ability had no limitations, then the "Detective Conan" world wouldn't be a detective show.
If Dr. Agasa were to create a so-called 'potential-stimulating' battle suit with no side effects, Yang Tao felt that even if Iron Man ca for close combat, he would be pinned down and beaten.
The premise is that Dr. Agasa doesn't turn evil.
Those Smilers quickly devoured the dead Smiler, not even sparing its glowing teeth and eyes, which also indirectly proved the terrifying biting force of these guys.
After finishing their al, these Smilers acted as if nothing had happened, walking into the darkness and gradually disappearing from their sight, leaving only a round soccer ball behind.
Yang Tao closed the wooden door.
"Conan, let's leave that soccer ball in there for now. We'll go in after I prepare a bit."
Conan nodded. It was just one soccer ball; he had many spare compressed soccer balls in his bedroom.
"Conan, I want to buy so pumpkins. Do you know where I can buy them?"
"Huh? Pumpkins? It was already half past ten when I arrived. Even if there were vegetable shops outside, they would all be closed."
Yang Tao nodded gently.
He planned to craft an Iron Golem from Minecraft, a three-ter-tall tal guardian. Its movent speed might be a bit slow, but its strength was absolutely reliable.
Entities like Skin Stealers, Bacteria, and even single Smilers and Partygoers might not be a match for an Iron Bro with 100 health points.
By then, he would just need to keep digging tunnels in Level 2, selling 'crude oil,' slting iron ingots, and building an Iron Golem army. What Smilers, Wretches, Skin Stealers, and Human-Faced Dogs? He'd turn them all to dust.
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