Anime Crossover: The Small Workshop System's Aggressive Feeding

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"Rias, what are you afraid of? If your brother-in-law loses his rebellion, do you think the former Lucifer would let your family go? What will become of your family and your clan?"

This question was like a bucket of ice water poured over Lia's head.

She was instantly speechless.

Yes.

If the older brother had lost back then, what would the former Demon King Lucifer have done?

The answer is self-evident.

Seeing that Rias was silent, Zhou Ye turned his gaze to the "work" standing quietly beside him.

After the battle, the 100-meter-tall mecha girl that Draig had transformed into had reverted to her normal two-meter-tall form.

The dark red armor has smooth lines and is full of power. The humanoid female head sensor has turned off the red light, making her look like a delicate doll.

She stood there quietly, without saying a word, like a most loyal guardian.

Rias's attention was involuntarily drawn to it.

She took a deep breath, forcibly suppressing the chaotic thoughts in her mind, and walked up to the red-haired mechanical dragon girl.

After circling her twice, Rias reached out her hand, seemingly wanting to touch the cold armor, but hesitated.

"Ye... what is this?"

She abandoned the previous argument and instead raised a question that she found even more incomprehensible.

"Is this... really Draig? What kind of advanced technology did you use?"

Zhou Ye noticed the shock and curiosity in her eyes, and the corners of his mouth curled up in that lazy smile again.

"Cutting-edge technology? No, no, no, this is art."

He walked over and, as if introducing one of his prized possessions, patted Drag's arm armor, producing a dull metallic clang.

"The main material that makes up her body, I call it [Soul Steel]."

“Soul Steel?” Rias repeated the unfamiliar word.

"Yes, a special metal composed of billions of nanorobots."

Zhou Ye's explanation was simple and straightforward.

“Each nanobot is inscribed with a basic alchemical matrix and energy conduction circuit. They can freely combine, decompose, and recombine into any form I want, according to my instructions.”

"So, she can be a dragon or a humanoid mecha. As long as I have the model in my database, theoretically, she can transform into anything."

Zhou Ye shrugged.

"As for the driving core, the [Red Dragon Emperor's Gauntlets] is only one of them. It is mainly responsible for providing the power of the God Destroyer Gear, such as [Multiplication], [Transfer], [Penetration], and [Yi Cheng's Flames]. The real main energy source is something else."

These words made Rias and the person next to her, Sonashidi, feel as if their worldviews had been repeatedly rubbed into the ground once again.

Nanorobots?

Alchemy Matrix?

database?

They could understand each of these words individually, but when put together, they created a picture that they could not even imagine, a picture that transcended myth and magic.

"Simply put, you can think of her as a super weapon with independent intelligence that can transform infinitely."

Zhou Ye drew the final conclusion.

"Let's not just stand here like idiots."

He glanced at the directions hidden in the darkness, his smile widening.

"Guests, you've all been waiting impatiently."

"Nami."

“Yes, boss!” Nami replied immediately.

"Bring out our camping table and chairs, and brew some of the best black tea."

Zhou Ye waved his hand dramatically, displaying the air of a boss.

"We want to give a proper welcome to those friends who watched the show for a long time but didn't buy tickets."

"okay!"

Nami excitedly started moving things out of her storage space.

Soon, in the center of this chaotic battlefield, an exquisite long table covered with a clean white tablecloth was set up.

Several comfortable chairs with backrests, steaming hot black tea, and even a small dish of Nami's secret stash of cookies.

The scene of leisurely afternoon tea contrasts absurdly with the devastating traces of battle surrounding them.

Zhou Ye sat down in the main seat with an air of nonchalance, crossing his legs.

Saeko Busujima and the others also found seats and sat down.

Only Rias and Sona's group of followers stood there, at a loss, feeling out of place in the scene before them.

"What are you all standing around for?"

Zhou Ye picked up his teacup and blew on it to cool it down.

"Sit down."

"There's going to be a good show later, it's tiring to stand."

His words carried clearly throughout the deathly silent campus.

The message also reached the ears of those lurking in the shadows, the voyeurs.

Chapter 197 An unexpected encounter

In the dark corner, the atmosphere was so oppressive that it was hard to breathe.

Zhou Ye's casual invitation was like a pebble thrown into this stagnant pool.

Ripples spread out.

"Hold!"

Asahiel couldn't help himself again and muttered a curse under his breath.

He irritably wiped his face, trying to restore his usual lazy expression, which had become stiff from excessive shock.

But he failed.

"Baiqiu, let's go."

Azazel straightened his wrinkled collar and forced himself to stand up straight.

"Since our host has been so kind in inviting us, it would be disrespectful to keep hiding."

His words carried a self-deprecating helplessness.

no way.

Can't beat it.

Totally unbeatable.

If you can't even understand each other, what are you talking about fighting?

Now that they've set up a tea table and specifically requested to see the guest, what can these eavesdroppers do but bite the bullet and go out?

run?

What a joke.

He had no doubt that a monster capable of deleting a Tyrannosaurus Rex like a program could also pull them out of the spatial rift.

At that point, it probably won't be as simple as just drinking tea.

However, the man beside him remained completely still.

Baiqiu's body was as hard as a rock that had dried out over the years.

“Azazel…”

His Adam's apple bobbed laboriously, and the sound he made was dry and hoarse.

"Go ahead."

Azazel frowned.

"What do you mean? You're not going? Vali is one of the fallen angels. He's been beaten to a pulp and is about to be sold off like a pig. And you, the cadre, are just hiding here watching the show?"

"I can't go."

Baichu slowly shook his head, lowering his head to avoid Azazel's questioning gaze.

"If...if Zhu Nai knew I was here, watching the whole thing from beginning to end, and did nothing..."

His voice was filled with pain and regret.

"She will never forgive me."

"My daughter and I... haven't made up yet."

These words instantly extinguished all of Azazel's anger.

He looked at his longtime colleague, this powerful fallen angel of lightning, who now resembled a child who had done something wrong, radiating an aura of defeat.

Yes.

He almost forgot.

The sadistic witch who was smiling gently beside Zhou Ye was Bai Qiu's biological daughter.

Because of what happened back then, the relationship between this father and daughter has reached a freezing point.

Is this how he's supposed to appear before his daughter now?

That's not repairing the relationship; it's rubbing salt into the wound and then pouring a spoonful of molten iron on it.

"Tsk."